Chapters The Class President Is a Pervert
Can Delinquents Even Read?
Nightfall Flicker bit her knuckle as she suppressed her moans. The Prince’s hand rested between her legs, his index finger nestled within the folds of her young, wet vagina.
“My lady, if you wish to cry out, then by all means.” He whispered into her ear.
She maintained her composure up until he used his thumb to press against her clitoris. She couldn’t help herself but to moan in delight. The Prince tore her dress open, forcing her breasts to spill out over the tattered silk. Nightfall made a feeble attempt to pull away from his strong grip, but he only pulled her closer.
“Come now, my lady. Your lips may say ‘no,’ but your body is screaming ‘yes!’” He bit her neck, utterly dominating her in both body and soul. She watched as the Prince pulled his penis from his trousers, fully erect. “Now then, let us see what songs you sing when I
“Hey, egghead! Lemme copy your notes.”
The notebook was pulled out from under Twilight’s nose and held high above her head. The rainbow-haired girl responsible for the theft held it up to her own eye level. Twilight cried out wordlessly and tried to rise from her desk to grab at the notebook, but tripped over her own feet, and fell back into her chair.
“Geeze, chill. I’ll give it back. I just need your math notes.” Rainbow Dash crossed the classroom towards her own desk, scanning the notebook all the while. “Damn, could you writer any smaller?” she muttered under her breath. Twilight’s heart leapt into her throat as she watched the tall girl stalk away.
Rainbow stopped dead in her tracks before she made it halfway to her desk. Her olive cheeks turned bright red as her eyes widened, fully realizing what she was reading in the nerdy class president’s notebook. She made a move to turn back to Twilight’s desk, perhaps to return the stolen notebook, but the door to the classroom suddenly shot open and Professor Celestia hurried into the room.
“Sorry I’m late this morning, but let’s not waste any more time. Take your seats everyone.” She slammed her coffee mug onto her desk, silencing the room like a judge with his gavel.
Dash made her way awkwardly to her seat in the back of the classroom, and shoved the stolen notebook into her bag. She was gonna return it as soon as possible. Whatever that bookworm did in her spare time was her business. Dash didn’t want to know about it. Not her business. She tried to ignore the tingling sensation she felt in her stomach. She willed it to disappear, not to go any further south.
It wasn’t working.
Professor Celestia was droning on about the Pythagorean theorem, or maybe Ptolemy’s theorem… something with a ‘p’ in it. Dash couldn’t focus. She couldn’t keep her feet still. Her knees were pushed together, grinding against one another. She knew her face was red, she could feel her cheeks burning up. She glanced cautiously towards the front of the room, to the desk she knew the class president would be sitting in.
Dash could only see her back, and her perfectly straight navy hair with its purple and pink streaks cascading down her shoulders. Even without seeing her face, Dash had the distinct feeling that she was sending a “don’t look at me” vibe backwards towards Dash’s seat. Rainbow did her best to keep her eyes glued to the chalkboard, but she couldn’t keep focus on the assorted numbers and symbols at the best of times, least of all now.
She glanced over to Twilight’s position once more, and froze. Twilight was glancing over her shoulder, directly at Dash. Her purple eyes shot straight through Dash, sending hot waves through her body with her intense gaze. A shiver crawled down Dash’s spine, and she turned her eyes towards her desk. She scrunched her eyes tightly closed, willing Twilight to look away. She sat there for a few minutes, feeling the heat from the class president’s eyes all the while.
When she dared to open her eyes once more, Twilight’s attention was focused squarely on the professor. Dash should’ve felt relief, but her mind kept wandering back to the notebook. She raised her hand, trying to get the professor’s attention.
Professor Celestia glanced up from her notes, Dash’s waving hand catching her eye. “Yes, Ms. Dash?”
“I uh… need to use the bathroom.”
“Fine, take the hall pass.” She indicated the yellow card the yellow card on her desk before turning back to her notes.
Dash hurried out of the classroom, clutching her book bag tightly in her hand, and made her way down the empty hallway. She pushed her way into the last stall in the girl’s bathroom and rifled through her book bag, pulling out the stolen notebook. She sat on the toilet seat and rifled through the pages. They were all covered, front and back, with small, close-knit handwriting.
There were dozens of stories, all featuring the exploits of a young girl named Nightfall Flicker and her numerous sexual encounters with an unnamed Prince. Dash flipped through until she found the beginning of a story.
Nightfall gasped as the Prince’s calloused fingers rubbed her nipples. They hardened under his rough, yet gentle touch. He pinched them roughly, and a shiver shot down Nightfall’s spine.
Dash bit down on her knuckles as she flipped forward in the story.
He forced his penis down her throat, making her gag, tears streaming down her eyes. He began to buck his hips, violating her virgin throat and grabbing bunches of her hair in order to better control her.
Dash didn’t notice her hand making its way between her legs until her fingers pressed down on her slit through her panties. She stifled a gasp and continued reading.
His burning hot semen erupted into her mouth, causing her to gag. He pushed her head down onto his member, forcing her to swallow his semen, lest she choke. She gulped down the thick fluid, hesitant at first, but the musky flavor soon made her nethers moist.
Dash pulled the thin fabric of her panties aside, and slipped two fingers into her pussy. She was surprised at how wet she was, but continued all the same. She pushed her fingers in as deeply as she could before retracting them, picking up the pace with each thrust. She rubbed her clit with her thumb, and continued reading.
The Prince pushed her backwards onto the bed, and deftly ripped her panties away, revealing her moistened genitals. He smiled, and wordlessly thrust his penis inside of her. It hurt really bad but also felt really good.
Dash ignored the bad prose as she continued to finger her pussy, and pushed down on her clit with her thumb.
The Prince’s thrusts pushed Nightfall nearly off the bed, but his strong hands wrapped powerfully around her waist kept her on the mattress. He continued to thrust into her, not caring for the discomfort her was causing, focusing only on his upcoming orgasm. His penis made Nightfall feel all tingly in her vagina.
All tingly? Dash flipped through the notebook hurriedly, trying to find a better sex scene.
His penis was really big and hard.
No.
It hurt really bad but also felt really good.
No…
His powerful dicking made her cum.
No!
Dash threw the notebook onto the tile floor with a groan of frustration. She was so damn close… She withdrew her fingers from her dripping sex, and watched as strings of her fluids formed between her fingers. She closed her eyes, and licked her fingers clean.
Twilight hurried down the hallway, head down, shoes pounding the hardwood. She avoided everyone’s eyes, not daring to look up in fear of the ridicule she knew was coming. She class bully had taken her notebook! The notebook! With all of her… stories. She scrunched her eyes closed, not willing to let any tears spill until she was in her room.
Damn that Rainbow Dash! Just because she was good at rugby, she thought she could get away with anything! She always wore her skirt too short, never buttoned the top buttons on her blouse, hardly ever wore her tie! And whenever Twilight told her about the dress code, she just laughed and called her names! Damn her for stealing her notes! She should have been expelled in her freshman year!
A thought came unbidden to her mind, striking her like a ton of bricks. Maybe… the one getting expelled… would be Twilight herself . If Rainbow Dash showed the notebook to Professor Celestia… or anyone for that matter… Twilight’s days at Ponyville Boarding School were numbered.
She turned the corner and stopped dead in her tracks. Rainbow Dash was standing in the hallway, directly in front of Twilight’s room. The notebook was in her hand. Rainbow glanced up and saw Twilight standing at the end of the hallway. She opened her mouth to say something.
Twilight moved with surprising speed, bolting towards Rainbow, and making a mad grab for the notebook. Rainbow reacted quickly, surprise only flashing across her features briefly. She took a half step back and held the notebook high above her head. Twilight reached up, but couldn’t even touch the edge of a page when she jumped. Dash had a foot on her in height, and was using it to her advantage.
After a few attempts at a grab, Twilight stopped to catch her breath, sending an evil glare at Dash all the while. The tall girl seemed nonplussed.
“Take it easy, egghead. I’m here to give it back.”
Twilight was wary, even though Rainbow didn’t look like she was lying. “Then why not hand it over?”
“Well… I uh… wanna talk to you about it. About what you uh… wrote.”
“Why?”
“Um… can we talk about it inside?” She indicated Twilight’s room.
It went against everything Twilight stood for to let a delinquent and bully into her room, but it didn’t look like she had a surplus of options at the moment. She unlocked the door and walked inside, with Rainbow following close behind.
Twilight took a seat in the only chair, between her bed and the door. She didn’t offer Rainbow a place to sit. “Talk.”
Dash fidgeted slightly before opening her mouth. “I uh… I read it.”
Twilight remained silent, not giving Rainbow the satisfaction of seeing her inner turmoil.
“And uh… I… kinda liked it.”
Silence.
“What?”
“It’s… ya know… not bad.”
Twilight wasn’t sure what to do in this situation. She expected ridicule, threats even, but not… whatever this was. Her heart felt like it was tearing itself apart.
“Why?”
“Um… why what?”
“Why… anything? Why read it? Why tell me about it? Why did you even like it?”
“Shit, I dunno. It’s just… it got me kinda hot. That’s all.” Dash avoided Twilight’s intense glare.
Twilight’s face turned bright red, and she averted her gaze from Rainbow. “Just… give me the notebook back.”
Dash hesitated, the notebook still clutched in her hand. “Why do you write this?”
“That’s… none of your business.”
“Hey, I’m keeping this a secret,” she waved the notebook in front of her face. “I can keep whatever else a secret. You have my word.”
“Psh. The word of a bully doesn’t carry much weight.”
Dash was struck by the accusation. “I’m not a bully.”
“You pick on me nearly every day. How are you not a bully?”
Rainbow thought back to her previous encounters with Twilight. She didn’t think they spoke very often, but every instance she could think of involved her teasing the other girl. She felt a cold pit in her stomach open up. Dash always thought her teasing was more affectionate than mean spirited, but maybe she was being a bully.
“I don’t… I mean… Sure I tease you but… it’s not like I hate you or anything.”
“Sure, you just don’t see me as being worth treating like an equal.”
“Oh you’re one to talk, Ms. High and mighty! Every time you talk to me it’s always ‘Rainbow Dash, why didn’t you turn in your homework? Rainbow Dash, put your tie on. Rainbow Dash, don’t run in the hallway! Blah blah blah!’ You’re always criticizing me!”
The girls glared at each other for a moment, neither wanting to be the first to blink. As one, they averted their eyes, their anger quickly turning into shame. They both felt in the wrong.
“Fine,” Twilight mumbled. “Maybe I deserve some of that.”
“Yeah well,” Rainbow muttered back. “I guess I kinda come off as a jerk sometimes.”
An awkward silence passed between them as the girls came to a silent understanding.
Rainbow Dash was the first to break the silence. “Friends?”
Twilight chuckled. “Not quite. But… we’re cool.”
“Cool.” Dash crossed the room and put her arm around Twilight’s slim shoulders. “Then as friends … why write erotic fiction in class?”
Twilight turned her head away from Dash’s grinning face. She felt a finger roughly poke her cheeks. “Come onnnnn… you can tell meeeee…” Dash drew out her words, hoping to annoy the truth out of Twilight.
The class president sighed, and removed her glasses to pinch the bridge of her nose. “As long as you promise to tell no one. And I mean absolutely, positively, not a single soul for as long as you live.”
“Cross my heart.”
Twilight sighed once more, trying to summon courage she wasn’t sure she had. “I’m a pervert.”
“I uh… didn’t quite catch that.”
“I’m a pervert! I watch porn for hours! I import dating sims from Japan! I own eight vibrators! I don’t always wear panties to class! I’m a disgusting pervert!” Twilight seemed on the verge of tears.
Rainbow squeezed her tight, hoping she hadn’t made the smaller girl cry. She never knew what to do when things got… emotional . “Come on, that’s not so bad! I’m like, a total slut! I’ve banged like ten dudes. And… three girls… So I’m like, way worse.”
“Don’t rub it in…” Twilight muttered miserably.
“What do you mean?”
“To top it off… I’m a virgin . God, I’m like some stereotypical character in a bad dating game or something…”
“Hm. That would explain the endings.”
Twilight’s eyes stopped watering for a moment. “What do you mean?”
“The endings in your stories… they kinda suck. The descriptions totally give out after a certain point. It kinda felt like you were basing the action off a bad porno or something. I guess that explains why.”
“Now I’m getting constructive criticism from a girl who I wasn’t sure could even read an hour ago.”
Dash decided to ignore the insult, and racked her brain for a way to put Twilight in a better mood. Inspiration struck. “Hey Twi, I’ve got an idea. I can totally help you make your stories better!”
“H-how?” Twilight was wary of accepting help from others, especially in this situation.
“It’s a secret for now. Meet me in my room in an hour. Down the hall, room 206.” She gave Twilight a quick peck on the cheek, tossed the notebook onto the bed, and ran out of the room, slamming the door behind her in her haste.
Twilight sat in her chair, dumbfounded. She had felt like a ball of nerves and conflicting emotions that where ready to explode a second ago, but the kiss on her cheek had pushed that all aside.
What did she just get herself into?
The Class President Is a Pervert
Does It Still Count If I Use a Toy?
Twilight banged her forehead on the top of her desk. It wasn’t going well. She glanced across the page of the notebook spread open on her desk. It was covered in her neat, close-knit handwriting. More of it was crossed out than not.
It really wasn’t going well.
The pot of water in the corner of her room began to bubble on the hot plate. She crossed the room to the pot, and turned the plate off. She poured the boiling water into a mug with loose leaf tea, and took a moment to appreciate the sweet aroma.
The cold wooden floor sent goosebumps crawling up her bare legs as she made her way back to her writing desk, and sat down at the chair. She kicked her bare feet onto the desk and leaned the chair in its back legs. Her hand crawled under her purple t-shirt, and scratched absentmindedly at her stomach.
Yup. This was writer’s block alright. It had happened to her plenty of times before, but she usually managed to work through it with the help of a good cup of tea. Or she just masturbated.
So far, neither had worked.
The plot kept getting derailed when she introduced the new character, the Princess. Twilight wasn’t sure what to do with her. Sometimes she wanted nothing to do with her at all, but other times she just wanted to grab her by the waist and kiss her. In the story, that is.
Her hand crawled slowly upwards. She was still in her pajamas, and hadn’t put a bra on yet. Her fingers brushed past her breast, and her index finger looped through her nipple ring. She gave it a gentle tug, and a moan escaped her lips. She felt her nethers go moist as she pulled on the ring.
“Ah… Dash…” she moaned under her breath.
There was a knock at the door, and Twilight sat hurriedly upright, with her hand shooting out from under her shirt. “Wh-who is it?”
“It’s the plumber,” called a familiar voice. “Who the hell do you think it is?”
Twilight padded over to the door, unlocked it, and opened it a crack. She was greeted by the impatient face of Rainbow Dash. Twilight blushed as she realized what she was wearing, and how messy her hair was. Her glasses were askew and she wasn’t wearing underwear. She looked like a lazy hobo.
“Um… can I come in?”
“I uh… I’m still in my pajamas…”
Dash rolled her eyes and pushed the door open, letting herself in. Yeah well I just got back from practice. I’m covered in grass stains and I smell like sweat. Plus, I’ve pretty much seen you naked, so we’re even.”
True to her words, Dash wasn’t looking her best. She was wearing thin shorts and an old, stained t-shirt. Her hair was pulled back into a lazy ponytail, with strands plastered to her forehead. She wiped the sweat from her brow, mussing her hair even further. Twilight caught a whiff of her sweat, and felt her heart skip a beat.
Dash’s eyes lit up as she noticed the open notebook on the desk. “Oh, are you writing? Lemme see!” She eagerly picked up the notebook and scanned the pages, her excitement slowly turning to a frown as she read on.
“Okay so... well it’s uh… it’s an improvement…”
Twilight removed her glasses and pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. “Don’t patronize me, Rainbow Dash. I know it’s shit. You know it’s shit. I’ve been sitting around in my pajamas, not getting a lot of work done.”
“Yeah well,” Dash knew Twilight was right, but she was trying to avoid hurting her new friend’s feelings. “It’s not how I would spend a Sunday afternoon. But you look good in those pink short-shorts.”
Twilight frowned, annoyed at how the compliment sent a fluttering through her chest.
“L-look, it’s not all bad.” Rainbow flipped through the pages until she found what she was looking for. “Look, your sex scenes are totally getting better. I mean, your description still needs some work, but other than that-“
“Why do you want me to do this?” The question cut through the air, derailing Rainbow’s train of thought.
“Wh-what do you mean?”
Twilight crossed her arms indignantly, demanding answers. “Why are you helping me write this? I mean, why do you care so much?”
“I just… I dunno.” Rainbow dropped the notebook and turned her gaze to her feet. “I just want to help. That’s all.”
“Why? I mean, I appreciate it, but why?”
Rainbow’s downcast expression quickly turned cheerful once more as she walked towards Twilight. “Maybe I just wanna help my cute class prez get her rocks off. Is that so wrong?” She playfully slapped Twilight’s butt and continued walking past her.
Twilight’s cheeks turned a deep red as she recoiled from the sudden strike to her buttock. She unconsciously tried to smooth the cowlick on the back of her head as she turned to face Dash. “So what now?”
Rainbow half turned to face Twilight, leaning against the table. “Well it’s not like we really need to do anything more, right? Just practice or whatever and you’ll get better.”
Twilight’s heart skipped a beat. Was Rainbow already bored with her? At this rate, would she eventually lose interest in helping with her stories? Twilight wasn’t sure what she wanted to do next, or even how to define what she felt about this delinquent who had forced her way into her life, but she didn’t want her to disappear. Not yet.
“No. I need something else.” Twilight’s eyes narrowed as she turned them to Rainbow. “I need one more push.”
Dash grinned, putting her hands behind her head. “Well well, guess the class prez still wants to get her freak on. I can dig it.”
Twilight averted her gaze, and put on am offended expression. Inside she was smiling. Suddenly, Rainbow was directly in front of her, leaning down and putting her lips an inch from her ear.
Her voice was barely above a whisper, her breath tickled Twilight’s ear. “I think it’s time you get fucked. ” Her tongue shot out and tickled Twilight’s earlobe for a split second.
Twilight jumped back, clutching her hands to her chest. Her heart had leapt into her throat and she couldn’t even think of the proper response. A bead of sweat tricked down Rainbow’s temple, and crawled down her neck. Twilight watched it disappear under her collar, and imagined it travelling down her breasts, caressing the soft flesh beneath her shirt.
“We could even make it like one of your stories, if you want.” Dash motioned towards the open notebook. “One of you older ones, I mean. He could… oh what were the words? Tear your dress open, have them spill out over the tattered silk?”
“That’s just… it’s just a silly fantasy.”
“Oh please. Nightfall Flicker? I do own a thesaurus, egghead.”
Twilight averted her gaze, reeling under the wave of hot embarrassment. “So if… if I say yes… would y- who would… you know… with me?”
Dash merely shrugged. “I could get Soarin to do it. I know you have a crush on him.”
“Wha-how?”
“I saw what you were doing in my closet. Dirty little nerd.”
Twilight’s blush deepened, if that were possible. “I don’t… what if he… you know… talks about it?”
“I can figure something out. He talks a big game when he gets his cock out, but he’s just a boy. He’ll do whatever I want if he thinks it’ll get his dick wet.”
Twilight cast her eyes to her bare feet and became very interested with the hem of her t-shirt. “I guess I’m… amenable… to do… that with him… as long as you promise he’ll never tell anyone about it!”
“Don’t worry your cute little head about Soarin. I’ll deal with him.” She patted Twilight on the shoulder and gave her a reassuring smile. “Come over to my room tomorrow after class. I’ll have it all set up.”
Rainbow turned with a swish of her ponytail, and was gone.
Twilight sat down heavily on the edge of her bed, and took a gasp for air. She flopped backwards on the mattress, her head spinning. She closed her eyes, and though of Soarin. Thought of touching his toned abs, kissing his powerful neck. She was getting goosebumps.
She reached into his jeans, and felt his penis harden in her slim fingers. She brushed the bulbous headwith the tips of her fingers, and felt his slick precum dribble down the front.
Twilight gasped as she realized that she had her hands in her shorts, caressing her labia. She hesitated for only a moment before pushing her index finder deep inside herself.
Her kisses travelled south, finding a strong shoulder, and a pronounced collarbone. She kissed the bone before biting it, eliciting a gasp from her lover. Twilight bit harder down, reveling in the marks she was making on the dark skin.
Twilight’s head was pulled away and a kiss was forced onto her lips. Their soft lips pressed together, and their tongues intertwined. Twilight pulled back and stared into the red eyes of her lover. Rainbow Dash leaned in once more and whispered into her ear. “I love you.”
Twilight’s eyes shot open as she realized what she was fantasizing about. She pulled her hands from her shorts, leaving long sticky trails between her fingers and her gushing sex. Her heart pounded in her chest as she squeezed her eyes shut.
Twilight knocked on the door after the prerequisite ten minutes of deliberation. The door opened a crack, and Dash peeked out from behind it. Her features brightened as she saw Twilight standing there nervously, still in her school uniform.
She held a finger to her lips and entered the hallway, closing the door behind her. She had changed out of her uniform, and was now sporting a light blue tracksuit and a black t-shirt with the indecipherable logo of a band that Twilight had never seen before. “Hey, you still up for this? I’ll understand if you don’t wanna go through with it.”
Truth be told, Twilight considered calling it off. Hell, she thought about calling it off since yesterday. She swallowed hard, and steeled her resolve. “Yeah. I wanna do this. I want… I wanna fuck Soarin.”
“Alright, glad to hear it.” Dash put her arm around Twilight’s shoulders and brought her in close. “Here’s how it’s gonna work. Soarin’s inside, and I’ve got him blindfolded.”
“What? Why?”
“Well you said you didn’t want him to blab about having sex with you, and I thought ‘how’s he gonna talk if he doesn’t know who he banged?’ So I told him you’re a freshman with a crush on him, but you’re super shy, so you won’t do it unless he wears a blindfold. And handcuffs.”
“Did you say handcuffs?”
“Yup. You wrote about it a couple times, so I figured we’d kill two birds with one stone. I told him you were into it.”
Twilight pinched the bridge of her nose. “Ugh… the worst part is that you’re right.”
“Of course I am. Alright, you ready? Wanna stretch out first?”
“Why would I stretch out?”
“I usually do.”
“N-no I’m fine.”
Rainbow nodded, and opened the door for Twilight. When she walked in, her eyes immediately shot to the bed. Sure enough, Soarin was laying on the bed, handcuffs around his wrists, looped around the bars of Dash’s headboard. His eyes were covered with a dark bandanna, and he was fidgeting nervously.
He turned his head to the doorway, trying to discern the source of the noise from the doorway. “H-hello? Rainbow?”
Rainbow closed and locked the door behind her. “We’re heeeeeeere. And I brought my little friiiiiiend…” She gripped Twilight’s shoulders from behind. “You excited, Nightfall?”
Twilight turned to face the taller girl. “Nightfall?” she mouthed silently.
Dash just shrugged and walked towards the bed. She put her hand under Soarin’s t-shirt and began to caress his muscular stomach, climbing higher and higher, raising his shirt as she did. She winked at Twilight. “Come on over, Nightfall. Check out his abs.”
Twilight walked closer and reached out, but hesitated just before touching him. Dash rolled her eyes, grabbed her wrist, and forced her hand down onto Soarin’s stomach.
“Pretty nice, right? His abs put mine to shame.” Dash lifted her own t-shirt to show of her tight stomach. “See? His six-pack is better than mine.”
“I um… I like yours too…”
Rainbow blushed somewhat at the compliment. “Aww, that’s sweet. “ She gave Twilight a quick peck on the cheek. “But we’re not here for me. We’re here for him. And for this.” She reached into his jeans, and fished around for her prize.
She unzipped hi pants and pulled them down to his thighs, holding his fully erect penis proudly, like she won a prize at a carnival. “Pretty nice, huh Nighty?”
Twilight nodded and gulped audibly.
“Then why not come down here and give it a widdle kissy-wissy?”
Twilight nodded and kneeled down, bringing the erect member close to her face. She stared in wide-eyed wonder. It was, if possible, harder than she had seen it last time. The veins were more pronounced, and it was absolutely throbbing in Dash’s hand. A stream of nearly clear precum was trailing down the length of his shaft and across Dash’s knuckles. She inched closer, puckering her lips. The thin skin of her lips gently brushed against the underside of his erection.
Nothing happened. Twilight thought it was going to feel somehow… magical. Like, fireworks were supposed to go off or something. It just felt like kissing any other body part. She may as well be kissing a foot or something. She pressed her lips more firmly to the member.
Still nothing. Twilight furrowed her brow in frustration.
Dash nudged her in the ribs. “Come on, pop it in your mouth.”
Twilight nodded, and opened her mouth wide to take it in. The strong flavor flooded her mouth, the scent of masculine musk filled her nostrils, and her mind went momentarily blank. She felt her nethers go moist as a tingle crawled down from her inner thighs. She was actually doing it. She was actually sucking dick! On campus! With another girl watching! She was so wet she was practically dripping!
Her heart skipped a beat when she realized how intently Dash was watching her. Their eyes made contact, and Dash gave her an enthusiastic thumbs-up, urging Twilight to go further.
She did.
She took as much as she could, letting it slide into her throat, not even stopping when it made her gag. She was determined to see how far she could go. She pushed a bit further and could feel the very tips of his pubic hair brushing against her nose. He shifted position slightly, causing his penis to press against Twilight’s tonsils, making her gag and abandon her progress. She pulled off, coughing and gasping for air.
She heard a shuddering sigh escape Rainbow’s lips, and she glanced over to see a look of pure ecstasy on her face. Her eyes were wide and her mouth slightly agape, with her cheeks flushed red and her hand placed firmly down the elastic waistband of her pants. She moved her wrist, eliciting a wet squishing sound and another sigh.
Dash looked Twilight in the eye, realizing that she’d been caught. Rather than looking away like Twilight was expecting, she winked. Twilight’s heart skipped a beat for probably the hundredth time that day.
“Couldn’t help myself. I see cute little Tw-Nightfall sucking dick for the first time and it just makes me so fucking wet. ” She pinched Twilight’s cheek with her free hand. “Come on, keep going!”
Twilight nodded, and went back to work. She decided to stay within her limits, and only took half of his penis in her mouth. She began using her tongue; pressing it against the underside and caressing the head of his penis. She felt Rainbow place her hand on the back of her head, running her fingers through her hair.
Dash began to push Twilight’s head down ever so gently, forcing her to take more and more into her mouth. Dash leaned in close to her ear and whispered words of encouragement, letting her lips brush against Twilight’s sensitive earlobes. When Twilight started to gag, Dash’s hand left her head, and traveled down her back.
After lingering for a moment on her lower back, her hand disappeared. Twilight felt momentary disappointment as she lost contact with Dash, but gasped once her hand reappeared, finding its way under her skirt and firmly squeezing her ass. Twilight choked, and puller her mouth off Soarin’s penis to snap her head around to face Dash.
“Dash! The fuck are you doing?”
Rainbow shrugged. “You have a cute ass.”
“Wh-wh-"
“Really! It’s nice and round . I had to give it a little sueeze!” She pointed at Soarin’s penis, still held firmly in Twilight’s hand. “You’re holding it too tightly. Don’t let me distract you.”
Twilight turned back to Soarin and tried to ignore the fingers digging into her soft flesh. It wasn’t working. Dash was using both hands now, kneading and pinching her butt. Her fingers edged closer and closer to her panty-covered pussy. Twilight felt herself getting wetter at the unexpected intrusion.
She pushed further down Soarin’s shaft, completely burying her nose in his pubic hair and finally eliciting a moan from the older boy. She was really starting to enjoy this. She gasped, but managed to keep herself from choking when she felt Dash’s fingers crawl under her panties. Her fingers brushed against the very edge of her labia, tickling her in places nobody had ever even seen before. She tried to squirm away from the unfamiliar intrusion, but she only succeeded in hooking her panties around Dash’s wrist, forcing them to slide down to her thighs.
Dash whistled from mere inches away from her now exposed flower. “Damn, Nightfall. You have a cute little virgin pussy.” Her hands stroked her hairless pubic mound, lingering slightly on her wet pussy. “And you’re so smooth! It’s so cuuuuuute!”
“Dash… don’t be weird…”
“I’m not being weird! If Soarin could see this, he’d be saying the same thing.”
Twilight chose to ignore Rainbow, and focus on the cock in front of her. She wrapped her lips around the hot member once more, and set back to work, burying her nose again in the thicket of coarse navy hair. She decided then that it was the smell that she loved the most. Not the taste of his precum, the feeling of the veiny bumps as they passed her lips, or even the act itself. It was the powerful, musky smell that lingered in his pubic hair that really set her off. Well, that and Rainbow’s probing fingers, exploring every fold and crease of her vagina.
She felt Dash slowly insert a finger, passing every knuckle inside as slowly as she could, making Twilight squirm under the attention. Once it was pushed to the base she pulled it out equally slowly, before slamming it back in. Twilight squeaked, pushing herself back down on Soarin’s penis.
“Damn Nightfall, you’re so fucking tight. Even I wasn’t this tight my first time!”
Rainbow withdrew her finger and examined it closely. A trail on nearly clear liquid connected her finger to Twilight’s pussy. Dash licked her finger, severing the connection and flooding her mouth with the sweet taste of the small girl. She licked her digit clean, but still she wanted more. She gazed longingly at the moist pussy in front of her. It was hardly more than a pink slit on an otherwise pale globe that was Twilight’s ass, with a likewise-colored pucker an inch above. It was the most enticing thing she’d ever seen.
“Nightfall.”
“Hmm?”
“I’m going in.”
“Hmm?”
Rainbow dove in, tongue first. Twilight’s sweet nectar flooded her mouth and travelled down her throat. She slurped up the delicious juices and buried her mouth and nose into Twilight’s tight pussy.
Twilight continued to squirm, but no longer tried to escape Dash’s attentions. She barely even noticed the cock shoved halfway down her throat anymore; all she knew was the pleasure she felt between her legs. She could feel her juices as they dripped down her thighs and into her black stockings at her knees. She shivered under the touch of Rainbow’s tongue as it pressed against her clit, and moaned into Soarin’s penis.
Soarin’s hips thrust into Twilight, forcing his penis deeper than ever into her throat. His moans mixed with Twilight’s and Rainbow’s, creating a cacophony of pleasure in the small dorm room. Twilight’s knees began to shake and weaken as Dash redoubled her efforts on Twilight. Twilight pushed down once more as she felt Soarin’s penis pulse in her mouth, and semen erupted into her throat.
As the musky taste overpowered her senses, she felt her own orgasm spread through her body, sending electric shivers up her spine and making her legs turn to noodles. Twilight’s juices flooded into Dash’s mouth and spilled over her chin. She tried to catch it all and drink in the sweet taste of Twilight’s virgin pussy, but there was simply too much. It dripped down her neck and soaked into the fabric of her t-shirt, matting it to her breasts.
Twilight could feel Soarin’s penis softening in her mouth once her orgasm had taken its course. Her mouth was filled to the brim with the thick, viscous liquid of Soarin’s semen. After she pulled her mouth off of his penis she tried to swallow, but only managed to keep a minor amount of the fluid down. She turned to Rainbow with a desperate expression on her face, pointing to her puffed-out cheeks, indicating that she needed help.
Rainbow rolled her eyes. “Come on, Nighty. Man up and swallow.”
Twilight tried once more, but couldn’t manage to swallow. She shook her head in desperation. Dash rolled her eyes and grabbed Twilight by the back of her head, pulling her in close. She pressed her lips to Twilight’s, and forced her mouth open with her tongue. She let Soarin’s cum flow into her mouth and down her throat, swallowing it easily. She made a move to pull away from Twilight, but couldn’t.
Twilight’s arms were wrapped around Dash’s neck, forcing her to hold the kiss. Twilight’s tongue entered Dash’s mouth, and entwined with hers. Dash’s eyes shot open at the intrusion, but the touch of the other girl sent a shiver down her spine. She closed her eyes, and returned the passionate kiss. Dash let go of Twilight’s head, and moved her hands lower, squeezing the ass she had recently come to look at with lust. Twilight moaned into Dash’s mouth, and the girls pushed their lips even more firmly together.
After what seemed like hours, they separated, and gazed silently into each other’s eyes. Neither could fully understand what they were feeling for the other girl.
Rainbow Dash was just some annoying delinquent who wouldn’t leave Twilight alone, right?
Twilight Sparkle was some perverted nerd who Dash liked messing with, right?
“Um… ladies? You still there?”
The girl’s snapped out of their stupor at Soarin’s words, and turned to face him. He was hard again, and fidgeting on the bed, clearly ready for round two.
Dash leaned in close to Twilight’s ear to whisper. “You sure you wanna do this? You can still back out.”
Twilight turned to look into Dash’s fiery red eyes once more. Her words caught in her throat, but she gave a resolute nod. Dash nodded in return, and pulled off her tie, and began to unbutton her shirt. She gazed in appreciation at Twilight’s cleavage, and cupped them in her hands. Rainbow herself was rather flat chested, but compared to Twilight, she may as well be a boy. Twilight reached behind her back and undid her bra. She shrugged it off and let Dash pull it away, completely revealing her breasts. She reached to her side and unzipped her skit, stood up, and let it fall to the floor. Her panties were already down to her thighs, so Dash simply hooked a finger around them and let Twilight walk out of them.
Now fully naked, she turned to Soarin. He somehow looked… bigger than he had before. Logically, Twilight knew that it was simply a psychological effect of her nerves in this situation, but illogically she was afraid that his penis was going to tear her in half.
She climbed onto the bed, and straddled his pelvis, lowering herself until the tip of his penis barely touched the entrance to her vagina. The contact was enough to send shivers through her body. She reached down to guide his penis to her quivering entrance, and took a deep breath to steel her resolve. She closed her eyes, clenched her fist to her chest, and pushed down-
She was pulled roughly backwards by the shoulder, and fell backwards onto the floor. She felt fingers digging into her shoulder, and turned to face whoever had accosted her.
It was Rainbow Dash, standing over her, cheeks flushed red.
“Dash? What are you-“
“I can’t. I’m sorry I…” She turned away. “Hold on.”
She crossed over to Soarin, and unlocked his handcuffs. She pulled him off the bed and pulled up his pants. He tried to voice his confusion, but he was cut off by a rough shove from Rainbow. She led him by the wrist to the door, unlocked and opened it, and unceremoniously pushed him out of the room, locking the door once again behind him. She turned back to Twilight, who was still on the floor, but couldn’t bring herself to look at her.
“Um, Rainbow? You… okay?”
“Yeah I… No.” She walked over to the bed, and sat down heavily, putting her head in her hands. “I’m sorry.”
Twilight picked herself up from the ground and sat down next to Rainbow. She placed her hand reassuringly on her back. “What’s wrong?”
“I… I can’t let your first time be with Soarin. He’s a douche. You’ll just be another notch on his belt.”
“But… you’re the one who set this all up.”
“Yeah, I know. But you deserve someone better.” She turned her gaze once more to Twilight, staring intently into her purple eyes. “You’re smart and pretty and cool, and your first time should be special. Mine wasn’t, and maybe that’s why I… sleep around I guess. But you shouldn’t be like me. You deserve someone who you love!”
Twilight flushed in the face of Dash’s outburst. She turned her eyes away to study her toes. “I… I see your point… I guess…”
“Look, I’ll help you out. I’ll help you get a date! Name someone you like. Anyone! I’ll be your wingman.”
“Well… there is someone. Someone who knows me better than anyone else. Someone who… I’m not afraid to be myself around…” Twilight twiddled her thumbs and felt the now familiar butterflies in her stomach once more.
“I’m there for you! Who is it?”
Twilight turned to face Rainbow, her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red. She opened her mouth to speak, but her voice caught in her throat. Instead, she grabbed Rainbow by the back of her head, and pulled her in for a kiss. Their lips met, and fireworks went off in Twilight’s head. Rainbow returned the kiss instantly, tilting her head to the side and opening her mouth to accept Twilight’s probing tongue. They closed their eyes and shared the moment of intimacy.
When Twilight finally pulled her lips from Dash’s, she giggled quietly. “It’s you, dummy.”
Dash smiled in return. “I guessed as much. So what now?”
Twilight leaned in once more, and kissed Dash’s firm neck. “I want you. Now.” Her hand crawled up the front of Dash’s t-shirt, gently caressing her muscular stomach. She nibbled gently on Dash’s neck, eliciting a shuddering gasp from her as she did. Twilight traced Dash’s abs with the tip of her finger, traveling higher and higher as she did, until she found the bottom edge of her bra. She held her hands there, afraid for a moment that she was moving too fast.
Rainbow leaned in to whisper once more. “Yes.”
That was all Twilight needed. She pushed her hands under the fabric of Dash’s bra, and cupped her breasts in her hands. She ran her thumbs over her nipples and felt them harden under her touch. She kneaded the soft flesh in her pals, and felt her own nipples harden as she did so. Soon, merely touching wasn’t enough. She gripped the hem of Dash’s shirt, and pulled it over her head, tossing it into a corner of the room once it was free.
Dash made a move to cover her breasts somewhat, blushing under Twilight’s gaze. “They’re… not as big as yours are… sorry.”
Twilight simply grabbed Dash’s wrists and pulled her arms away from her chest. It was true, Rainbow’s breasts were probably no more than an A-cup, but Twilight appreciated their firm, perky shape. Her small, dark nipples were surrounded by lighter, untanned skin. Twilight glanced down to her own skin, comparing it to Dash’s. Even Dash’s untanned skin was darker than Twilight’s arms.
She choked back her frustration over her eternally pale skin and began nibbling on Dash’s nipples. Rainbow moaned and fell backwards onto the bed, taking Twilight with her. Twilight crawled up slightly until she was in a better position, pushing her knee between Dash’s legs in the process. She could feel the heat coming off Dash’s sex, and the moistness as it seeped through the multiple layers of fabric. She bit down harder on the dark nipple, delighting in the squeals she was getting from her lover.
Suddenly, Dash’s hand was on Twilight’s chest, pushing her back. Twilight was confused for a moment, until she saw Dash’s hands grip the sides of her track pants, and pull them down her slim legs, leaving her clad only in her wet black panties. Twilight looked on in hunger, looking for a sign of confirmation from Dash.
She winked, and Twilight scrabbled at the waistband, stumbling over herself to get a grip on her prize. She began to slide them down once she had a proper grip, moving the thin fabric down at a tantalizingly slow pace. Rainbow squirmed under Twilight, trying to slip her legs out of her panties, unable to contain herself any longer.
Twilight slapped Dash’s thigh and teasingly wagged her finger. “Nuh-uh, you’re gonna have to waiiiit.”
“Oh come on already! Stop fucking with me!””
Twilight rolled her eyes in playful exasperation. “Oh alright, if you can’t wait.” She whipped Dash’s panties off with one quick motion, and held them up to her eyes. “Oh Dash, you really wet these, huh? You might need to run them through the wash twice.”
Dash’s features turned a dark red, glanced away and mumbled. “It’s because you’re really fucking hot…”
“I’m sorry, what was that?”
“Just… just shut up and eat me out already.”
“If you insist.” Twilight slid down Dash’s body, leaving a trail of kisses down her firm stomach as she did. She gazed at the small slit in front of her, shining under the florescent lights. It’s was literally dripping with anticipation, half of her brightly colored pubic hair was matted down with a few clumps sticking up, glistening with her juices. Her vagina was little more than a small slit on her smooth skin, with her clit sticking straight out at Twilight.
She leaned in, and gave it a tentative lick. It was salty, almost like sweat. It had an overpowering aroma, which crawled up Twilight’s nose and made her mind go blank. She wanted more. She dove in, pushing her tongue as far as it could go. Rainbow squealed, and gripped the back of Twilight’s head, forcing her to stay in place.
Twilight didn’t want to go anywhere. She slurped up the flowing juices, using her tongue to probe Dash’s inner walls. She explored every crease of her lips, savoring the smell of sweat and lust as it filled the room. Twilight opened her mouth wide, encompassing Dash’s clit, and brought her teeth down, scraping them over the little pink button as she continued the assault of her tongue. She saw it in a porno once, and judging from Dash’s response, it was having the desired effect.
Twilight’s left hand crawled up Dash’s stomach, and probed higher until it found one of her small breasts. She gave it a squeeze, and pinched the dark nipple between her fingers. Rainbow was arching her back, making it difficult for Twilight to keep stay connected to the source of her lust.
Dash’s breaths were getting shallower and quicker, her moans more intense. She was close. Just a bit more. Just a bit more until Twilight would-
Dash placed the flat of her hand against Twilight’s forehead, and gave her a firm push backwards, separating her mouth from Dash’s lower lips. Twilight tried to push back, not ready to stop just yet, but Dash scooted away, preventing Twilight from finishing her work.
“Dash, what the hell? Aren’t you about to come?”
“Yeah. I’m really fucking close.” She mopped some sweat from her brow with the back of her hand. “But I don’t wanna yet.”
“Why not?”
“This isn’t about me. It’s about you. Be right back.” She turned away and hopped off the bed, making a beeline for her closet. She rooted around in the assorted boxes that Twilight had lain next to recently, clearly searching for something she tried to keep hidden.
“Aha!” She turned with a triumphant grin, and held her prize in front of her body. It was a green plastic object, shaped like an uppercase L. Or maybe a J? It was longer at one end, with a bulbous tip. The shorter end past the curve was likewise wider, and there was ribbing on the inside of the curve. Twilight recognized it instantly.
“Dash… is that… what I think it is?”
“It’s a feeldoe!”
“So, the answer is ‘yes.’ Where did you get it? Aren’t they kinda expensive.”
Dash shrugged. “It was a gift.”
“So, your parents got it for you? Like, ‘Happy birthday honey, here’s a dildo for lesbian sex,’ sort of thing?”
“My uh… my ex gave it to me.”
A moment of awkward silence passed between the girls as they both glanced away from each other.
Dash cleared her throat. “We never used it though. And I was thinking… well… if you’re okay with me… maybe I could…”
“Take my virginity with it?” It was less of a question and more of a flatly spoken statement.
“Er… yeah.” Rainbow’s blush intensified.
Twilight raised a hand, beckoning Rainbow back towards the bed. She complied, and Twilight grasped her hand gently.
“Rainbow Dash, I would be honored if you took my virginity.” She pulled Rainbow down and gave her a quick peck on the lips before releasing her hand and laying back on the bed.
“Um, just gimmie a minute.” Dash put her left foot up on the bed, and put the tip of the shorter edge of the dildo to her entrance. She closed her eyes and shuddered as she pushed it in as far as it would go. Twilight couldn’t help but giggle as she looked on. Rainbow Dash was now sporting a bright green plastic penis.
Dash climbed into the bed between Twilight’s legs, and grasped her ankles. She pushed her legs apart, spreading open her flower. Dash leaned down and took a minute to line the tip of the dildo up with Twilight’s tight entrance. It took a few tries, but she managed to find the right hole, and pushed the very tip inside.
She looked deep into Twilight’s purple eyes. “You ready?”
Twilight held her breath, and nodded.
Dash pushed in. Thankfully, Twilight was wetter than she had ever been in her life, otherwise it might not have fit. About halfway in, Dash met resistance, and gave her hips a solid push, slipping past the thin barrier of Twilight’s hymen.
Twilight bit her lower lip, her hand shooting to Dash’s shoulder and digging her fingers in.
“You alright?” Dash whispered.
“Yeah. I’m just… kinda surprised I didn’t, you know, break my hymen with a toy before.”
Dash giggled, and kissed her lover deeply. Twilight ran her fingers through Dash’s hair, holding the kiss in place until she was ready to let go. When Dash finally pulled away, she planted a smaller, quick kiss on her moist lips. “Congratulations.”
Twilight’s hands slid down from Rainbow’s shoulders and gripped her waist. She pulled her in gently, forcing the dildo deeper inside of her. She gasped as she felt a twinge of pain, but it quickly disappeared under waves of pleasure. She moaned as she slowly forced Dash in deeper, and shuddered once their pubic bones finally met.
Rainbow began to move. The walls of Twilight’s vagina clung to the shaft of the toy, forcing the curve on her end the toy to press against her G-spot, causing her to shudder as it did so. She reached down and grasped the large white globe of Twilight’s breast, playing with the ring through her nipple. She pinched the jewelry between her index and middle finger, and gave it a slight tug.
Twilight bit her lower lip to suppress a moan. She smiled at the attention to her nipple. “Mmmmm yes. Pull on it more.”
“Are you… are you sure? I mean, doesn’t it, you know, hurt?”
“Mmm no way. It feels awesome.”
Dash gave the ring an experimental tug and watched as Twilight squirmed, and goosebumps spread out from her nipple. Dash smiled as she watched the small girl fidget and squirm. She pushed back into her, moaning as she did, and began to move in earnest.
Every time she thrust completely into Twilight, their genitals pushed together, their labia pushed together, and their clits interlocked. Every time she pulled out, the dildo pressed against her G-spot. She felt Twilight’s vagina begin to loosen, allowing her to move faster and faster. She began to thrust full force into the small girl, creating a wet slapping sound every time they connected.
Twilight arched her back, forcing her hips into Rainbow’s own, forcing the dildo to press even harder into both girls. Dash’s breathing became shallow, matching Twilight’s own. Dash felt her back begin to weaken as she thrust into Twilight; her spine and legs began to numb as she felt her orgasm approaching.
“Twilight… I’m gonna…”
Twilight gripped Dash’s sides harder, and pulled in with her thrusts with more force. “Me too. Come on. Fuck me!”
Dash complied. She redoubled her efforts and thrust harder than ever into Twilight’s small body. She forced the girl further up the bed, threatening to push her into the headboard. Twilight put her hands against the iron bars and gripped them tightly, using the leverage to push herself into Dash’s thrusts.
Her low moans melded together with Dash’s, and their voiced raised into one loud call, heralding the arrival of their simultaneous orgasm. Dash pushed once more, and held her pubis to Twilight’s, feeling the walls of her vagina pulsate, tightening over the dildo still held inside of her. Their voices became shrill, and then fell, ending in a tiny gasp as Dash flopped down on top of Twilight. They lay there, holding each other and gasping for air, their sweat trickling off their bodies and soaking into the sheets.
After a few peaceful moments, Rainbow rolled off of Twilight, sliding the dildo from the smaller girl. She reached down between her legs and removed the feeldoe from her own body, shivering slightly as she did. She tossed it into a corner of the room, and lay back onto the mattress heavily.
Twilight turned to her stomach, draping her arm across Dash’s chest. “That was… was… wow."
Dash chuckled. “Yeah? Glad you liked it. It was pretty good for me too.” She wiped the sweat from her brow. “How does it feel to lose your V card?”
Twilight gazed into Rainbow’s red eyes and smiled. “That’s not what I’m happy about.”
“Oh? What makes you so happy, then?”
Twilight pinched Dash’s nose and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep.
The Class President Is a Pervert
Do You Have To Be a Man To Be a Molester?
“Please stand clear of the closing doors.”
Twilight’s shoulder was pressed against the wall as the occupants of the train shuffled into place, trying to make room for the last few passengers. The vehicle lurched into motion, and everyone nearly lost their balance, colliding gently into one another.
Twilight fixed her glasses into place once she had enough room to move her arm, and looked out the window. The train was running parallel to a brick wall on her side, preventing much light from entering and giving Twilight an uneventful view. She glanced at her watch. 30 minutes until she arrived.
She felt the crowd shuffle behind her, parting to allow someone to make their way into the next car. Twilight considered doing the same, but she had the feeling that the rest of the train was as packed as this compartment. Nightmare Night was on Monday after all, so everyone was heading out for a three-day weekend.
She wished Rainbow Dash was here. She never liked being in crowded places like this, so having Rainbow at her side would be a comfort. They would be pushed up against each other by the crowd, look into each other’s eyes, maybe hold hands… Twilight smiled to herself at the thought. But no, Dash had a Rugby match beforehand. She would be waiting, most likely impatiently, outside the theme park for Twilight to arrive for their… for their date. Twilight blushed as she giggled at the thought.
Someone bumped into Twilight from behind, and she felt something hit her butt for a moment. Probably a suitcase or something. The train passed the wall, and Twilight finally got a view of Ponyville from the elevated tracks. The old, low buildings stretched out before her, roads spread outwards like a spider web. In the distance she could see the thicket of trees indicating the apple farm, and if she squinted, the bell tower of the boarding school. She smiled at the feeling of familiarity the sight gave her.
Someone bumped into her again. And again, something touched her butt, lingering there for a few seconds. Twilight coughed, trying to politely indicate that their bag kept bumping her. She felt it again, and she began to turn to face whoever was behind her, when she felt fingers dig into the flesh of her butt.
Twilight immediately straightened up and slapped at the hand, forcing the grip away from her rear. She felt her cheeks flush a hot red, and her grip tightened on the strap of her purse. She wanted to turn around and slap the groper. Or hit him with her purse. Or… something proactive! But at the same time… well, maybe slapping away his hand scared him off. She didn’t want to make a scene. Being on a train with this many people was awkward enough already.
The hand found its way back, this time squeezing her tender flesh harder. Twilight felt her cheeks turn a brighter shade of red as goosebumps spread across her skin. She swatted at the intruding hand once more, but felt a strong hand grasp her wrist and twist it behind her back. The hand reappeared on her inner thigh, and began to slide its way upwards.
Twilight opened her mouth to cry out, but her voice caught in her throat. Something was holding her back. She felt the molester’s hungry breath on her neck, the fingers gently brushing her inner thigh, and despite herself, it felt… good.
She felt the hand crawl under Twilight’s skirt and reach the edge of her panties. Electric shock crawled up Twilight’s spine and she felt her panties begin to moisten. A finger snaked under the thin fabric of Twilight’s panties, brushing gently against her hairless, moistened slid. Twilight bit down on her knuckle to suppress a moan.
The flat of the finger pressed against her lips, teasing her with the possibility of entry. Twilight felt her knees began to shake and her nipples harden. The finger pressed herder, and slid easily between her lips. Twilight shuddered at the intrusion, and felt her knees give way under her. She fell backwards against the molester, and felt his hand support her.
She couldn’t believe what was happening. She though this type of thing only happened in manga. She was being fingered by some pervert on a train… and despite herself, she was liking it. Did that make her the bigger pervert?
She felt the finger thrust deeper into her pussy, forcing a gasp from between her lips. Twilight’s hand went between her legs and gripped the hand she found there. She wanted to pull it away… but she just held it there, enjoying a moment of the strange intimacy. She tilted her head back, wanting to finally see who was doing this to her, secretly hoping he was at least attractive.
Twilight’s eyes went wide as they met the molester’s. She felt fire suddenly burning in her stomach, and her hair stand on end. She tried to whisper through her rage, but it came out as a growl instead.
“I’m going… to kill you!”
Rainbow Dash was wearing her goddamn cocky grin on her face, acting like nothing was wrong at all. “Oh don’t be that way, sweetie.”
Twilight brought her voice to a hoarse whisper. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“The match was cancelled, so I figured I would meet you back on campus instead of at the park. Soarin drove me back, but I missed you at the dorms. I saw you on the platform and shouted your name like, five times. Your hearing sucks.”
“That’s not what I mean and you know it.”
“Oh, you mean this?” She wiggled her finger inside of Twilight, causing the small girl to gasp once more. “You looked so fucking cute from behind, I just had to go for it. And I know you’re into it.”
“Why would you think I’m into being raped on a train?” Her voice was a hoarse, angry whisper.
“Because you wrote about it like three times, Nightfall Flicker.” She spoke Twilight’s pseudonym with that playful mocking tone she had. Twilight used to think it was endearing, but now it only made her angrier.
“That’s still no reason to… what if I had cried for help?”
“Well I uh…” Dash’s confidence disappeared somewhat in the face of the question. “I… didn’t think about that.”
“What a surprise.”
“Oh, don’t be that way.” Dash’s grin appeared once more as she leaned in close to Twilight and stole a kiss. “And don’t act like you aren’t turned on by this situation.”
“I am not!”
“Dude, you’re so wet that I’m actually kinda worried about you. Like, I knew you were a freak but goddamn.”
“Ugh, just… knock it off already.”
“Oh come on, when are we gonna get another chance like this?” Her thumb brushed against Twilight’s protruding clit, sending a shudder through the girl. Dash leaned in close and kissed her pale neck.
Twilight’s grip on Dash’s wrist tightened, and she struggled to pull her hand out of her panties, but Dash was just too strong; her hand wasn’t going anywhere. Dash inserted a second finger, and Twilight grimaced, trying to suppress a moan. She wasn’t going to give Dash the satisfaction.
Dash’s other hand crawled under Twilight’s t-shirt and snaked up her stomach. Her fingers found the edge of her bra and wiggled in beneath the underwire. She cupped Twilight’s breast roughly, and pinched her nipple between her fingers. She began to work her fingers between Twilight’s legs faster, making the small girl’s knees shake as she did so.
She bit down on Twilight’s neck and pulled on her nipple ring, making the girl squeal in delight. Her thumb pressed down on the button between Twilight’s legs. She shuddered, and her knees finally gave out. Dash held her close to support her weight, squeezing her small body against her own. Dash glanced around the train car, making sure nobody could see them. Thankfully, most of the occupants had their noses in a newspaper or were playing word games on their phones.
She began to work her fingers with renewed fervor, and made small circles around Twilight’s clit with her thumb. She felt goose bumps spread across Twilight’s pale skin, and her breaths became faster and shallower. Her quiet moans became small whimpers as she tried to speak.
“Dash… please… stop…”
“Aw, sweetie. Why would I do that?”
“I’m gonna… I’m…”
“I know.” She pressed her lips to Twilight’s own, letting the girl moan into her mouth as she came. Twilight’s hand shot to the back of Dash’s head, keeping their mouths pressed firmly together and tried to remain upright as she shuddered violently with the force of her orgasm.
She pulled her mouth away after her orgasm subsided, and gasped for air. She gasped once more as she felt Dash slide her fingers out of her tight entrance. Dash held the glistening fingers up to Twilight’s eyes. They were coated in a thick layer of her juices, with strings of the wetness forming between her fingers.
Twilight gripped Dash’s wrist, brought the hand in closer, and licked her fingers clean.
Last week.
“Hey, do you wanna… do something? Together, I mean.” Twilight blushed slightly as she asked the question.
Dash’s brush stopped halfway down her head. Her eyes met Twilight’s in the mirror. The girl was reclining on her bed, still undressed and not bothering to hide her nakedness from Dash with the sheets. “You mean like… a date?”
“Not if you don’t want it to be.”
“Huh?”
“I’m fine with us being… whatever we are.”
“Oh. Cool.”
“I mean, the three day weekend is coming up, and all of my club friends are heading home for Nightmare Night.”
Dash chuckled. “You mean your friends from the chess club?”
“Oh shut up. They’re really nice.”
Dash placed the brush on the table and turned to the naked girl on her bed. “So what were you thinking?”
“Well… there’s always Canterlot Gardens…”
“The theme park? Sure, why not?”
“Cool. Saturday?”
“Sure.” She climbed onto the bed, straddling Twilight’s knees.
Twilight’s hand slid under Dash’s t-shirt, caressing the firm muscles of her stomach. Dash leaned over Twilight and kissed her.
“I’m not saying sorry.” Dash was leaning against the tile wall next to the occupied bathroom stall, her arms crossed.
“I’m not talking to you until you do,” said Twilight from within the stall.
“You liked it.”
Silence.
“Don’t act like you didn’t, Twi.”
Silence.
“Goddamnitfine. ” Dash sighed deeply. “I’m sorry I fingered you on the train.”
The toilet flushed and Twilight pushed her way out of the stall. “Was that so hard?”
Dash snuck up behind Twilight as she washed her hands at the sink. She made a move to sneak her hand up her skirt once more, but Twilight turned on her before she could. Twilight’s purple eyes bore holes into Dash, who could feel her cheeks turn red. Twilight raised her still dripping wet fists, and flicked out her fingers, splashing water across Dash’s face.
Dash wiped her face on her sleeve as Twilight stomped out of the bathroom. She followed her out of the dingy bathroom and into the cacophony of noise and movement that was the theme park. Dash squinted in the bright light and cast her eyes about the crown for a sign of Twilight. When she caught sight of her pink-streaked hair, she was already a good 30 or 40 feet away, with a sea of people between them. Dash plunged into the crowd, forcing a path to Twilight’s retreating back.
She finally caught up after elbowing more people than she cared to think about, and grasped Twilight’s thin hand, forcing her to stop. They stood there for a moment, Dash catching her breath and Twilight pointedly not looking at Rainbow.
Dash cleared her throat. “I’m sorry I-“
“It’s not that I don’t like it.”
“I uh… what?”
Twilight turned to face Dash. “You know… doing it in public. I just wish I knew in advance. That’s all.”
“Oh uh, okay.” Dash was taken aback at the sudden forgiveness. “I can dig it.”
“Good.” Twilight’s hand gripped Dash’s tightly as a smile spread across her face. “Where do you wanna go first?”
“Oh uh, I dunno. I’ve never been to a theme park before.”
Twilight’s eyes narrowed in apprehension. “Never? Geeze, what kind of life did you lead before you met me?”
“A less complicated one.”
“Well if you’re gonna be like that, I’ll pick.” Twilight scanned the area, standing on her tiptoes in order to see above everyone in the crowd. She pointed to a nearby game booth. “There! Win me something!”
“You really want some cheap-ass carnival stuffed animal?”
“It’ll make up for being raped this morning, so yes.”
“Fine, fine.” The girls made their way through the crowd to the booth. Dash dug into the pocket of her track jacket and pulled out a few crumpled bills, placing them on the counter. The carnie in the booth placed three well-worn baseballs on the counter. Dash picked one up and rolled it around in the palm of her hand, testing the weight. “What do you want me to win you?”
Twilight glanced around at the assorted stuffed animals hanging from the walls of the booth until she found one she liked. She pointed at a small blue horse with wings. “That one!”
Dash chuckled. “It’s a bit kiddie, don’t you think?”
“It reminds me of you, somehow. Unless that’s too meta.”
“What?”
“Nothing. Just win it, okay?”
“As you wish, princess.” The prize was in the middle tier, so Dash needed to knock over two stacks of cups with the three balls she paid for. She pulled her arm back, set her sights, and threw.
Miss.
“What do you want to do after we graduate?”
The sudden question threw Dash. “I uh… not sure. Why?”
“Just wondering.” Twilight was avoiding her eyes.
“More rugby, if I can get a scholarship, I guess.”
“Where?”
“Cloudsdale, if I’m lucky. What about you?”
“I’ll be attending Canterlot University.”
“You sound sure of yourself.”
Throw. Hit.
“Not to sound like a prat or anything, but I have the best test scores in school.”
“Hmm.”
Restacking.
“And I’m the class president. And head of the chess club. And the mathletes.”
“Cool.”
“So it’s… you know. It’s pretty much a lock.”
Throw. Hit.
Dash took the stuffed animal from the carnie. “I’m happy for you.” She pushed the plush creature into Twilight’s arms and took her hand once more. “Let’s get on a ride.”
Twilight smiled and nodded. “Your turn to pick.”
Dash glanced around the immediate area, weighing the pros and cons of the rides she could see. Roller coasters were always fun, but the line looked way too long. The spinning spaceship thing that pushed you against the wall? Maybe later. What are those things called anyways? Maybe the bumper cars? Too rom-com cliché. The Scrambler? Yes. Fuck yes.
Dash pointed to her target triumphantly. “The Scrambler! That thing looks awesome!"
Twilight’s face fell momentarily, but she forced the smile once more when Dash turned to face her. “Sure! Those are… great…” She hoped the shakiness in her voice went undetected.
Dash put her arm around Twilight’s slim shoulders. “What’s the matter, egghead? Scared of a little carnival ride?”
“N-no, I just-“
“Don’t worry, I’ll keep you safe.” Her cocky smile was present once more.
Twilight felt her cheeks burn hot and she pushed away from Dash. “Fine then, Scrambler it is.” She hurried towards the ride, willing her cheeks to turn pale once more.
The line was short, but the wait felt as though it took hours. Twilight watched with apprehension as the ungodly contraption shuttered to life, spinning and swinging its arms wildly. She flinched every time a car passed Twilight’s position in line, fearing that it would move a few inches closer, shattering through the wooden fence that separated the spectators from the ride.
At the front of the line, Twilight’s knees were shaking and she was biting the nail on her thumb. Rainbow placed her hand on Twilight’s shoulder and gave it a squeeze. Twilight continued to not look at the taller girl, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of seeing her nervous.
Finally, it was their turn. They walked towards the monstrous machine, and Dash led Twilight to an open car. She gestured dramatically, allowing Twilight to seat herself first. She sat down and placed the stuffed animal between her ankles. Dash followed, taking the outer seat, and locked the safety arm into place. Twilight glanced around at the other riders, watched them get ready and take their seats.
After a moment of hesitation, the ride began to lurch into motion. She thought about closing her eyes as their first rotation began, but that seemed somehow worse than keeping them open. Their car slowly passed by another couple’s, a young man and woman, and Twilight took notice of the space between the cars. There’s plenty of space for them to pass by one another. There’s no way they’ll collide, right?
Suddenly, the Scrambler began picking up speed. Twilight suppressed a squeal, and clenched the bar in front of her with a white-knuckle grip. Dash laughed at the sudden burst of speed while Twilight felt her heart leap into her throat. They spun past more cars full of laughing or screaming couples as they reached top speed. Suddenly, their car was on a collision course with the fence. It rushed towards them, but they stopped at what looked like mere millimeters from it. The centrifugal force of the ride caused Twilight to slide down the bench and collide with Rainbow.
She looked up into Dash’s bright eyes for a moment before the ride swung them around again. Twilight felt Dash’s strong hand interlock with her own as they nearly collided with another car. Suddenly, the fear seeped out of Twilight’s mind. Suddenly, she was just happy to be there. She let a smile spread across her features, and she gripped Dash’s hand firmly. She began to laugh as they nearly collided with the fence once more.
Soon enough, the ride was over. They climbed out of the car, breathlessly laughing and stumbling. Twilight’s head was swimming and her eyes couldn’t quite focus, but she didn’t care. She was too damn happy to care right now. She stumbled over her own feet, but caught herself of Rainbow’s sleeve. Dash laughed and gripper her hand, pulling her onto her feet. Twilight held onto the hand firmly, and blushed as she gazed into Rainbow’s fiery eyes. Dash leaned in, lips slightly parted, and-
“Twilight? Is that you?”
Twilight shot upright, her head snapping around, scanning the crowd for the source of the voice.
The call had come from a girl their age. She was several feet away, waving her hand above the crowd. She had light cyan hair, streaked with silver, and was wearing a lime green hoodie. Her eyes met Twilight’s and she called out again. “Hey! Wait right there!”
She began to push people aside as she made her way through the crowd. Twilight released her grip on Dash’s hand as the girl drew close. The girl’s amber eyes lit up as she reached the two girl’s position.
“Hey, Twilight. Funny running into you here, huh?”
“Uh, yeah. Nice to see you.”
“Yeah, same.” She glanced over to Rainbow Dash. “Hey, I’m Lyra.”
“Rainbow Dash. You friends with Twilight?”
“We’re in the chess club together.”
“Cool. Twilight and I-“
“Recently became friends,” Twilight interjected.
“Yup.” Dash’s voice was cold. “Friends.”
“Oh. Cool.” Lyra took a step back, trying to escape the sudden tension in the air. “Well uh, I should go find Bonnie. It was good seeing you.”
“Yeah, same.” Twilight tried to sound upbeat as she waved Lyra goodbye. She watched the girl disappear into the crowd before turning back to Dash. She reached for her hand, but Dash pushed hurriedly into her pocket. Twilight pulled her hand back like she had been bitten. “Um… what’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I gotta pee.” Dash began to make her way through the crowd, with Twilight close behind.
They pressed on in silence for several minutes, each of them pushing people gently aside as they searched for a nearby bathroom. As they approached, Dash felt a tug on her sleeve. She turned to see Twilight holding her back, her eyes downcast.
“What’s wrong?”
“I told you. Nothing.” Dash turned away.
“You’re mad at me.”
“No… yes.”
“Why?”
“Because of what you said to that girl.”
“That we’re friends? But it’s true.”
“We’re not just friends.”
“Yes we are. You said it yourself.”
“No, you said it.”
“I-“
“But I get it. You’re planning on fucking around until you go off to Canterlot University and never look back.”
“I’m…”
“Because why bother with me, right? I’ll be going to Cloudsdale if I’m lucky. No reason to keep this up if I’m gonna be so far away.”
“That’s not it!”
“Then what is it?” She turned angrily to Twilight, but felt her anger dissipate as she looked into her tear-filled eyes.
Twilight sniffled before she spoke, trying to hold back the tears. “I… I’m afraid of losing you if you go away. I… I…”
“T-Twilight…”
Twilight simply gripped Dash’s elbow and marched into the bathroom. She walked down the row of stalls, pushing them each open in turn. Miraculously they were all empty. She pulled Dash into the last stall and locked the door.
“Twi, what-“
She was cut off by a sudden, furious kiss. Twilight gripped Dash’s head and forced her to hold the kiss, and Dash felt Twilight’s tongue slip past her lips and push against her teeth. Dash opened her mouth to accommodate, and felt it intertwine with her own. Once the shock of the sudden kiss wore off, Dash closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around Twilight, holding the small girl’s body close to her own.
After what Dash thought was an all too brief period, Twilight broke the kiss and gazed into Dash’s eyes. A tear rolled down her cheek. “I know… that I’m weird… and a nerd… and you’re way more popular than I am… And I know that you can do way better than me… but I… I can’t help but feel this way about you.”
“Twilight… I…”
“And I know that you probably think of me the same way you do Soarin… and I know I said I was fine with that but… I’m not.”
Rainbow responded with a kiss. Twilight’s mouth opened willingly for Dash’s tongue, and she reciprocated with an intensity that Dash hadn’t seen before. When they parted once more, Dash smiled. “I’m an idiot.”
“Why?”
“This whole time… I thought it was the other way around.”
“What do you-?”
“Twi, I don’t care how popular you think I am, or how far away your college is. I want… I want to be with you.”
Twilight smiled and wiped away her tears with the back of her hand. “Be careful, Dash. You’ll ruin your image as a tsundere.”
“Shut up,” she laughed, and silenced her with a kiss.
Dash closed her eyes, and let herself feel content. This was simple enough, wasn’t it? Dating a cute girl? A girl who is way smarter than her and who she probably has no business even talking to, let alone dating her, but still; dating. Simple.
She felt a hand squeezing her breast. Her eyes shot open at the touch, and looked down. Sure enough, Twilight was groping her. In a toilet. She pulled away. “Twilight, what-“
“Come on, you totally owe me.”
“But… in a bathroom?”
“Nobody is here…” Her other hand slipped under the elastic waistband of her track pants.
“Yeah, but it’s- AAaagh…” She bit her lip to suppress the moan when Twilight’s hand pressed against her pussy through her panties.
Twilight stood one her tip toes and kissed Dash’s neck. Her hand trailed to the hem of Dash’s t-shirt, and began pulling it upwards, exposing her toned stomach to the cool air in the restroom. She hooked her thumb around the bottom on Dash’s sports bra, and carried it upwards with the rest of her shirt, forcing her small breasts to spill out.
Twilight leaned in with puckered lips, but was pushed back by Dash’s hand being firmly pressed against her forehead. “Hold up hold up…”
Twilight pushed fruitlessly against Dash’s firmly held hand. “Whaaaaat? Come ooooon…”
“We’re really doing this? Really?”
“Yes, damn it. We’re having make-up sex in a bathroom. Now shut up and lemme play with your tits.”
Dash’s hand left Twilight’s forehead as she shrugged. “Fine. Go nuts.”
Twilight dove in, puckering her lips around a dark nipple, pinching it between her teeth. Dash shuddered at the warm touch of Twilight’s tongue in the otherwise cool room. As watched as Twilight suckled on her nipple, and giggled as the brush of her teeth sent goosebumps over her exposed flesh. Her hands went to the back of Twilight’s head and stroked her silky hair.
Twilight sucked on Dash’s nipple for a final time, pulling her head back until it was released from her mouth with a satisfying pop. There was a slight red mark around Dash’s dark areola, and the nipple had hardened to a brown point. Twilight smiled as she looked upon her handiwork.
She turned Dash’s body so her back was towards the toilet, and pushed her gently into the seat. She plopped down onto the plastic seat without complaint. Twilight leaned on over her body and placed her lips to Dash’s toned neck. Her hand slid down Dash’s stomach, pushing her fingertips past the waistband of her pants and into her panties.
As her fingers found their way into Dash’s wet entrance, she bit down hard on the soft flesh of her neck. Dash’s hips bucked into Twilight’s hand as she released a moan. Twilight pushed two fingers as deeply as she could into Dash’s tight entrance, and ground the soft flesh of her neck between her teeth.
Dash’s arms encircled Twilight’s neck, holding her in place as her hips twitched and bucked. She tried to speak, to tell Twilight she loved her and didn’t want to stop, but she couldn’t form the words. She felt Twilight’s thumb brush against her clit, causing Dash to gasp. Twilight bit down more firmly, making Dash shriek and push Twilight away.
She rubbed her neck and frowned at Twilight. “The fuck if that all about? It’s call ‘love bites’ not goddamn… zombie… bites… damn it, I had something for this...”
Twilight blushed. “Sorry. I just… your neck is really pretty. And smooth. I just kinda… wanted to leave a mark.”
“Well… did you?” Dash removed her hand from her neck.
Twilight covered her mouth in surprise. “Oh, wow. Yeah, that’s… that’s gonna be there for a while.”
“Damn it, Twi…”
“Awww, I’m sorry…” Twilight’s expression was playful as she leaned in close to Dash. “Let me make it up to you.” She gave her a quick kiss before sliding down between Dash’s legs. She hooked her thumbs through the waistband of her track pants and panties, and slid them down her toned legs. Once they were around her ankles, Twilight gazed at the sight that lay before her. She decided right then and there that her favorite part of Dash’s body was the brightly colored patch of soft hair that lay between her legs.
She forced Dash’s knees apart, licked her lips dramatically, and dove in. Twilight pushed her tongue past the outer lips of Dash’s vagina to probe the pink depths that lay hidden, and let the sweet, salty taste flood her mouth. Dash always tasted slightly like sweat, no matter where Twilight tasted, but she had grown to love the taste. It was different that Twilight’s own clean skin, and was just strong enough to make her mind go fuzzy when she got a good taste.
Before Dash could begin to moan in earnest, they heard the patter of footsteps on the tile floor. Someone was walking down the row to toilet stalls, and heading straight for the one the girls were currently occupying. They held their breath, not daring to move a muscle. The steps stopped maybe two stalls away, and they heard a door open, and the sound of someone sitting on the plastic seat.
Rainbow breathed a sigh of relief, and gasped as Twilight’s tongue began to tease the lips of her pussy once more. She pushed Twilight away from her groin, and half-mouthed an angry curse at the girl. “What the fuck are you doing?”
Twilight shrugged and replied in a barely audible whisper. “What does it look like?”
“There’s someone else here!”
“So keep quiet then.”
“I can’t!”
Twilight rolled her eyes before an idea struck her, and her features lit once more. She quickly whipped off Dash’s panties from where they were hanging on her ankle, rolled them into a loose ball, and forced them into Dash’s mouth.
Rainbow had no time to react as she was gagged, and merely looked at Twilight with a mixture of confusion and anger. Twilight winked and held a finger up to her lips, shushing any objections Dash may have had, before returning once more to Dash’s pussy.
Dash’s sudden moan was absorbed by the cotton panties in her mouth. As mad as she was at the sudden gagging, she had to admit, it goddamn worked. And, coupled with the stranger in the nearby stall, strangely turned her on. Twilight quietly licked away at Dash’s gushing pussy, slurping up her juices as she did so. She had her tongue buried as deeply as it would go, and her thumb teasing her clit once more.
Dash’s legs began to shake. Her breathing became shallow. Twilight knew she was reaching an orgasm. Twilight redoubled her efforts, flicking her tongue around the quivering walls of Dash’s tightness, pushing her lips to Dash’s labia, letting her overflowing wetness spill down her chin. Dash’s hand gripped a bunch of Twilight’s hair, forcing her to maintain contact with her sex as she came.
Rainbow covered her mouth as her body shook, further muffling her near-scream of ecstasy. Her toes curled painfully tight and her legs shook violently, and she went numb. She began to regain feeling in her legs after what seemed like hours of hazy half-sleep. She glanced down to see her still pushing Twilight’s face between her legs. The poor girl was going blue. Dash released the grip on her hair, and she pulled back, gasping slightly.
Twilight took a moment to regain her composure before turning to face Rainbow, but the sound of a flushing toilet cut her off before she could rebuke her (maybe) girlfriend. They held their breath as they heard the mystery occupant wash her hands. They listened to the footsteps recede and the door swing closed behind her. Twilight turned on Dash once more, but had to suppress a giggle. Dash still had the panties in her mouth, her vagina was still coated in saliva and her own juiced, and her hair was matted to her forehead with sweat.
Twilight sighed, and started to clean her off.
Dash squinted against the bright sun as she rummaged through her pockets. She produced a cigarette and lighter from a near-empty pack and lit it, taking a satisfyingly long pull of smoke into her lungs.
Twilight looked on incredulously. “Rainbow, what are you doing?”
Dash exhaled through her nose and grinned. “What’s it look like, egghead?”
“That’s not what I mean. I mean… you can’t smoke!”
“I think you'll find that I'm perfectly capable of smoking."
“No, I mean... you have to be nineteen to buy cigarettes, and I know you aren’t! And you’re an athlete! It’s bad for you! It’s bad for everyone!”
“Relax, we’re in a smoking area.” Dash pointed to a nearby sign, which indicated that the small grouping of benches they were sitting in was, in fact, a smoking area.
Twilight huffed and crossed her arms. “Fine, poison yourself, but don’t include me.” She stood from the bench, but was pulled back down by her sleeve before she could take a step. She turned to face Dash, but her anger melted away when Rainbow kissed her softly.
She felt her cheeks redden and heat up as the menthol on Dash’s lips cooled her own. Twilight quickly gave up the struggle, and closed her eyes, returning the kiss. They separated, and quietly gazed into each other’s eyes.
They heard snickering off to the side, and glanced over to see a group of younger teenage boys pointing at them and quietly laughing. Twilight felt a flame of anger and shame flare up in her stomach, and she knew she had to say something. Stand up for herself. She couldn’t let people like them get to her for the rest of her life. She opened her mouth to speak and –
“Fuck off, virgins. I think I hear your mommies calling.” Dash said it so calmly that it threw the boys off. Their words caught in their throats, and they froze momentarily. Dash’s expression was stone cold. The boys decided to leave before she got serious.
Dash turned to Twilight with a warm smile, and grasped her hand softly. She stood, pulling Twilight to her feet as well. “Come one, there’s another ride I wanna go on.” She flicked the cigarette onto the ground and snuffed it out with her sneaker as she began to walk.
They moved through the crowd in silence, Dash clutching Twilight’s hand and Twilight clutching the stuffed animal. They were soon in a less frequented part of the park, with much less foot traffic blocking their way. It was filled with less popular, or less profitable, rides and game booths. Twilight tried to think of what Dash could possibly be looking for back here.
The answer was a shock.
Dash stopped dead in her tracks so suddenly that Twilight nearly crashed into her. Dash turned with a grin on her face, and simply pointed at her target. Twilight followed the direction of her long arm and gasped when she saw the target.
The tunnel of love.
Twilight couldn’t find her words for a moment. “Ah… um… are you… are you sure?” She felt her face flush a bright shade of red when she looked back at Rainbow.
Dash simply nodded and pulled her towards the ride. There wasn’t a line this time of the day, so they quickly boarded the small boat in the artificial river. The ride clunked into action, and they were pulled into the heart-shaped tunnel.
Twilight didn’t know what to do. She didn’t want to look at Rainbow for fear of looking like a blushing idiot. Dash’s arm circled around Twilight’s shoulders and puller her in close. They sat in silence for a moment in the boat, their faces lit by the pink light bulbs scattered through the tunnel, decorated with hearts and cupids and other such nonsense.
“Look, I’m not good with… emotional stuff,” Rainbow spoke softly, “but I want you to know… I really care about you. So… don’t worry about college and junk like that. It’s more than a year away.”
Twilight turned to face Rainbow, who was looking down at her with flushed cheeks. “We’ll deal with that when we get there. Let’s just… enjoy this for now. Okay?”
Twilight nodded, and kissed her. Rainbow’s mouth opened to accept Twilight’s tongue, entwining it with her own. They kissed passionately, just as they had before, in their bedrooms and one toilet stall, but this time it was different. There was still passion, but no lust. It was more… well, loving sounded cheesy, but that’s the only word Twilight could think of to describe it.
They held the kiss until the ride was over.
Dash looked at the photograph once more in the amber light of the setting sun. She and Twilight were kissing on the battered little boat, framed by a heart with the words “together forever” printed at the bottom. It was cheesy as hell, and cost way too much for a simple 5x7 photo, but Dash had bought it without a second thought.
She glanced to her side to see Twilight scrolling through her phone.
“What are you doing?”
“Setting something right.” She pressed a button, and held the device to her ear. She waited in silence for a moment as it rang. “Hey, Lyra? Not much, are you still at the park? No reason, just wondering. Hey, you remember the girl I was with earlier? Yeah, Rainbow Dash. Well, I have a confession to make. She’s my girlfriend. Yeah like, girlfriend girlfriend.”
The conversation continued for a few minutes, but Rainbow Dash didn’t hear the rest of it. She had heard the important part.
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The Dance PART 1: Does A Shower Count As A Date?
Twilight tightened the scarf around to neck to ward off the cold. She could see her breath forming misty clouds in front of her eyes, obscuring her view of the field. She seemed to be the only one who was suffering in the cold.
The players on the field were wearing long sleeves and track pants, sure, but they barely seemed to register the cold as they ran across the grass. Twilight watched a boy run towards the goal line with the ball tucked securely under his arm. His progress was halted by a flying tackle from Rainbow Dash. Twilight got to her feet and cheered on her girlfriend. Dash smiled and gave her a thumbs-up from the ground.
The sound of quiet clapping made Twilight’s head turn to find the source. It was coming from a lone girl further down the bleachers. The girl turned to see Twilight standing and staring at her, and gave a shy wave.
Twilight waved back and, feeling rather bold, made her way down the bleachers towards the girl. She looked about Twilight’s age, but must have belonged to a different grade because she didn’t recognize her at all. She had long, sleek pink hair and was wearing a comfy looking yellow wool sweater and a pink scarf. Her eyes darted away as Twilight approached.
“Hey, do you mind if I sit here?” Twilight tried to keep her voice bright.
The girl replied with a noncommittal mumble.
“Um…” Twilight felt awkward standing in the cold like this. “Was that a yes?”
The girl moved her book bag from the bench to her lap, indicating that the space was free. Twilight obliged the silent invitation, taking a seat on the cold aluminum bench. She offered a hand to the girl. “I’m Twilight Sparkle.”
The girl accepted Twilight’s outstretched hand with her own hand clad in a pink mitten. “I’m Fluttershy.” Her words were barely louder than her earlier mumbles.
“So um… who are you here for?” Twilight asked, indicating towards the practice on the field. “I mean, who do you know here?”
“I um… I’m friends with Rainbow Dash.”
“Oh! Me too. Actually,” she said with a blush and a smile, “we’re dating.”
“I uh… I know, actually.”
“Wha? But… but how?” Twilight was dumbstruck by the familiarity of this unfamiliar girl she had only just met.
“Rainbow Dash and I have known each other for years. We grew up together. She mentioned that she was dating you a few weeks ago.” She smiled, and her smile filled her features full of kindness and warmth. “I’m really happy for you two. Rainbow was always… well, she never was one for commitment.”
“Yeah I… I knew about all that…”
“But the way she talks about you…” She blushed at the thought. “Well, when she’s not being so inappropriate about it I can tell how much she cares about you. It’s really nice to see her so happy.”
Twilight sighed. “Well I’m glad she talks about me, but now I’m kinda worried about what she says exactly.” Twilight’s brow furrowed at a sudden thought. “But hold on, she’s never mentioned you before.”
“Oh um, that’s my fault actually.” Fluttershy withdrew slightly, letting her long hair fall in front of her face. “She knows I don’t like it when people talk about me…”
“That’s uh… strangely considerate of her, actually…”
A tall shadow was cast over the two girls, and they looked up to see the looming figure of Rainbow Dash. She had grass stains on her knees and elbows, her hair was matted to her forehead with sweat, and there was a little blood on her collar. She grinned, and Twilight’s heart skipped a beat. “Hey Flutters, you’re not trying to steal my girl, are ya?”
Fluttershy retreated once more behind her shield of hair. “Um, no I… I’m not… with…”
Rainbow ran a hand through her pink locks, mussing it playfully. “I’m just fucking with ya. Don’t freak out.” She turned to Twilight. “Thanks for waiting, babe.”
Twilight blushed. “No problem. It was actually pretty fun to watch.” She had next to no interest in sports, but she enjoyed supporting her lover, even during a friendly match against her own team on a cold Sunday morning.
Rainbow turned to Fluttershy. “Hey, we’re gonna get a bite to eat. Wanna join us?”
“No thank you, I’m meeting a… friend.”
Dash’s smile turned mischievous as she leaned in close to Fluttershy. “You mean that farm boy, right? The one with the… muscles?” She playfully accentuated the last word with a wiggle of her eyebrows.
Fluttershy blushed profusely and bit her lip, keeping silent.
Dash straightened up, the smile remaining on her face. “Alright, well you kids have fun.” She turned to Twilight. “I need a shower, and after that… diner?”
“Heck yes.” Twilight held out her hand, which Dash grasped and pulled, bringing Twilight to her feet. They waved to Fluttershy as she began her walk away from campus, and began their own walk to the dorms.
A sudden gust of wind cut the cold morning air through Dash’s thin clothes, making her teeth chatter as she rubbed her arms, willing some heat back into her body. Twilight opened her bag and produced a fluffy red scarf, and offered it to Rainbow, who accepted it with a blush.
“You’re so thoughtful, babe.” She said, wrapping the warm fabric around her neck. With the scarf securely in place, she put her arm around Twilight’s shoulders, and began to pull her in close before stopping herself. “Ah, sorry. I’m actually really sweaty…”
Twilight slipped her own arm around Dash’s waist. “I don’t mind. I kinda like you all sweaty and roughed up like this.”
“Oh really? What’s the part you like best?”
“Hmmm… probably the bloodstains on your collar.”
“Hmph, Soarin had it coming. He pinched my butt when I had my back turned on him.”
"So you spear tackled him? I'm pretty sure that's an illegal move."
"Worth it."
“Well it was only a few short months ago that you were having sex with him. What was it you called him? A ‘walking dildo,’ I think?”
“Mmmm you’re the only walking dildo I need any more.” Dash leaned in and planted a kiss on her cheek.
Twilight pulled away and giggled. “Geeze, you really stink today. Let’s get you scrubbed up.”
They walked arm-in-arm into the dorm building, waving at the RA behind the counter, and waited until the elevator doors closed before Twilight jumped into Dash’s arms and kissed her.
They tumbled out of the elevator doors once they opened onto Dash’s floor. Rainbow held Twilight tightly around her slim waist and carried her down the hallway, breaking into a run once she had a firm grip on Twilight. Twilight laughed as the doors went rushing past and shrieked as they turned a corner and nearly collided with the wall. Dash held onto Twilight until they were in her room, at which point she tossed her halfway across the room into her bed. Twilight took a moment to catch her breath before removing her scarf and coat. She looked up to see Dash peeling off her shirt and slipping out of her pants.
Twilight gave an appreciative whistle and held out her arms, silently beckoning Dash to come into the bed. Rainbow looked, for once, genuinely embarrassed by the proposition. “Babe, I’m really sweaty right now.”
“I don’t care.”
“Why don’t you join me in the shower?”
“It’s too smaaaaall!” They had tried once before, but only succeeded in elbowing each other until they gave up.
Dash rolled her eyes and walked over to the bed. “Then just gimmie like, ten minutes to get cleaned – EEP!” She was cut off by Twilight grabbing her wrist and pulling her firmly onto the bed. She tried to wiggle free of Twilight’s grip, but the small girl was surprisingly strong in situations like these, and Dash was soon on her back with Twilight straddling her waist.
Twilight wordlessly unbuttoned her shirt and threw it onto the floor, before unclasping her bra and depositing it in the same fashion. Her nipples were still erect from the morning chill and she had recently replaced her nipple rings with slightly more conservative silver studs. She leaned in and pressed her lips to Dash’s neck. Her lips were cold, and sent a shiver down Dash’s spine. Twilight’s tongue peeked through her lips and lay flat against the olive skin of Dash’s neck, and began to slowly trail upwards.
Dash suppressed a gasp, still somewhat annoyed that Twilight had found this weakness of hers so easily. Twilight’s tongue caressed Dash’s jawline, travelling to her chin before she pulled it back into her mouth and smiled. “I like you all sweaty like this,” she whispered. “You taste good.”
Twilight scooted down Dash’s legs, until she could easily see Dash’s toned stomach. Her skin here was lighter than most of her body, but it was still several shades darker than the pale Twilight ever imagined herself reaching if she ever bothered tanning. The skin was pulled taught over her rippling muscles, forming a well-defined six pack. Her sweat was following the channels between her muscles, pooling together in streams. Twilight poked the tip of her tongue between the muscles of Dash’s abdomen, and licked. She travelled upwards until she found the edge of Dash’s black sports bra.
The taste of sweat filled Twilight’s mouth. It was salty and strong and overpowering and wonderful. She felt her face go red as she swallowed the combination of sweat and saliva, and began to lick again, this time trailing south. Her tongue reached Dash’s navel, and probed inside, eliciting giggles from Dash. She continued downwards until she reached the black fabric of her panties. She scooted further down the bed, and positioned herself between Dash’s legs. The musky smell was even stronger here, and Twilight felt her mind enter a lustful haze.
Twilight began to lick Dash’s strong thighs, finding more sweat to eagerly lap up. Twilight collected it on her tongue as it ran down the goose bumped flesh of Dash’s thighs. Her wet tongue traced crisscrossing patterns as she travelled, ever so slowly, towards Dash’s ever-moistening black panties. Eventually the wait was too much even for Twilight. She hungrily eyed the wet patch of fabric in front of her, and dove in. Her mouth encircled Dash’s panty-clad pussy, her tongue probed the fabric to find the slit hidden beneath, and she moaned with Dash as her juices began to coat her tongue.
She pushed the soft, wet fabric aside to find the source of Dash’s wetness, probing her lower lips with her tongue. Dash’s hands ran through Twilight’s hair before gripping her tightly, holding her head in place. Twilight smiled to herself, and redoubled her efforts. Dash’s back arched as she gripped Twilight’s hair. Her breathing became ragged as she approached her orgasm.
Dash’s mind went blank as she felt her raw scream of pleasure escape her lips. Twilight’s mouth was pressed roughly into Dash’s pelvis, and the girl’s juices flowed down her throat. Dash was bucking her hips so roughly she was worried there would be a bruise around her lips in the morning, but the sight of tough-as-nails Rainbow Dash quivering like a virgin after her first orgasm was enough to make up for it, in Twilight’s opinion.
Twilight broke free of Dash’s vice-like grip and laid her head on Dash’s firm stomach, and listened to her heartbeat slow and her breathing even out. Twilight wiped her chin with the back of her hand and climbed up higher on the mattress until she was even with Dash, and gave her a small peck on the cheek. “You taste gross.”
A quick laugh escaped Dash’s lips. “Gee, thanks so much for that,” she said sarcastically.
“You’re gross and I love it.” She pressed her lips to Dash’s, and they remained entwined until the winter chill began to creep into the room. Dash’s eyes met Twilight’s, and a moment of unspoken communication passed between the two girls.
There was only one way to warm up. Shower.
It took some doing, but the girls eventually managed to find a position in the small shower where they were both under the spray of the hot water without elbowing each other constantly. They stood face-to-face, or rather, face-to-chest given Dash’s height advantage. They stood under the hot water in silence for a few minutes, letting the sweat be washed from their bodies.
Twilight was the first to break the silence. “Hey Dash, do you have any plans for Hearth’s Warming?”
“Hmm, not really. I think Spitfire is gonna throw a house party again this year. It’s her senior year so it’s probably gonna be a rager.”
“That sounds… nice.” Twilight failed to hide her disappointment.
“Why? Do you have anything better?”
“Well I thought maybe… we could go to the Hearth’s Warming Eve formal dance… you know… together.” She blushed profusely at the thought.
Dash smiled at the thought of going to a dance with her girlfriend, but a sudden thought pulled the image from her mind. “Are you sure you want to? I mean, you’ll be seen with me. Only a couple people know we’re together. You sure you wanna come out that quickly?”
Twilight giggled at Dash’s concern. “It’s fine. It’s not like you’re my dirty little secret or anything like that. And it’ll be fun. I’ll show you off to all of my friends like you’re my trophy wife.”
“What about your parents?”
Twilight jumped at the mention of her family. She looked down towards the shower drain before answering. “It’s c-cool. I’ll just… you know… call my mom and tell her that I’m… gay or… whatever I am.” She felt something drip down her cheek. She brushed it away with the palm of her hand. Probably just from the shower. “I uh… I just realized that I don’t even know what I am.”
Dash put a hand on Twilight’s slim shoulder. “Does it really matter?”
“It matters to me! It’ll matter to my parents! What the hell am I supposed to tell them? ‘I’m banging a chick right now, but I think I still like guys’?”
“Twilight, it’s not- “
“No, it is a big deal!” She brushed away Dash’s hand and pulled open the shower curtain. “I’m gonna… I need a minute.” She stepped out of the shower and pulled the curtain closed behind her. Dash heard the bathroom door open and close, and then only the white noise of running water.
She didn’t hear Twilight bury her face in a pillow on the bed.
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Twilight stood at the end of the hallway, clutching the corner of the wall like a shield protecting her body. Why was she even here? She should have locked her door and turned off the lights the second Dash had left her room. But instead, she was glaring down the hallway, trying to discern the presence of a trap on the otherwise unassuming wooden door at the end of the hallway.
The bottom of the door had a significant amount of scuffmarks, but that was probably normal, Twilight reasoned.
She took a breath to calm herself, and put one foot in front of the other until she found herself in front of the door in question. She held her fist to the door, and hesitated once more. Walking there was one thing, but knocking was something else entirely.
All the same, she came this far, there was no turning back. And she must look a bit silly just standing in front of a random door, knees shaking and fist clenched. She knocked.
No soon had her knuckles left the oak surface of the door that it flew open, revealing a wide-eyed Rainbow Dash. “What the hell took you so long? Get in!” She grabbed Twilight by the shoulder and yanked her inside.
Twilight barely had a moment to take in the messy room. The bed was unmade (if it had ever been made in the first place), dirt-covered clothing was strewn about the floor, papers were stacked on the desk, and the blinds were askew. Rainbow’s hand gripped her shoulder and turned her roughly to face her.
Twilight was suddenly aware of how Rainbow Dash was dressed. Or rather, undressed. Gone was the mandatory plaid navy skirt, white shirt and navy tie, and in its place was a very uncharacteristically feminine negligee. She clearly didn’t have the figure for it; her muscular abdomen stood out between the thin pink fabric and the chest area seemed looser than it should be. Her multicolored hair had been let out of her trademark ponytail and possibly even brushed out, allowing it to flow down between her shoulder blades. She barely looked like the same girl Twilight was familiar with. All the same, the view was… well, the view sent the butterflies in Twilight’s stomach migrating south.
Twilight was suddenly aware of her situation. Alone in her bully’s room with the promise of some form of sexual education. Twilight caught herself staring at Dash’s meager chest. Her dark nipples were clearly visible through the light pink fabric. Was Rainbow Dash planning to… with Twilight? Was she a… she admitted to having sex with girls…
There was a knock at the door and Dash’s eyes went wide again. “Shit he’s here!” Dash’s voice was a hoarse whisper. She turned Twilight about and pushed her into the open closet.
Twilight bumped against the wall, and turned to Dash in confusion. “Wait, what am I-“
“Just watch and learn.” She shut the door, leaving Twilight a mere crack to peer through.
From her hiding place she watched as Dash took her position on the bed, lounging in what she may have thought of as a ‘sexy pose’ on her back. “Come in,” she called out. The door opened and Twilight watched as the guest entered.
She only knew him through reputation. He was a senior at the school and the Number Eight forward on the Rugby team. He was popular with nearly every girl (and according to rumor, some boys) at school, and left a string of broken hearts in his wake. His name was Soarin, and Twilight was among the legions of girls who had a crush on him.
He smiled devilishly as he beheld the sight in front of him. “Well I can’t say it suits you, but I’m glad you wore it for me all the same.”
Rainbow chuckled from her position on the bed. “I’m not wearing it for you , asshole. I just like how I look in it. Our opinions are merely the same in this one regard.”
“Oh, I see. Is that why you called me over? To tell me that we agree for once?”
“You know why I called you over.”
“Do I? I’m not so sure.” His voice was playful, but he was advancing on the bed like a predator stalking wounded prey.
“I called you over for the same reason I always do.”
“And that is…?”
“To fuck my cunt so hard you leave bruises .”
Twilight’s hands flew to her mouth to prevent her sharp gasp from escaping into the room. She was slightly offended by the use of the “C-word,” but that was pushed to the back of her mind when she realized exactly what was going on here. Rainbow was going to have sex with Soarin… and she wanted Twilight to watch so she could learn about “real” sex.
Rainbow Dash was… very direct in her approach to problem solving. Twilight had to give her credit for that.
Soarin’s hand shot out of the pocket of his letterman jacket and snaked under Rainbow’s thin pink panties so fast, Twilight could barely follow the motion. Dash bit her lip to suppress her moan.
“What’s wrong, Rainbow? You’re not even wet.” His playful tone continued.
“Well duh. Not every girl gushes waterfalls at the mere sight of you.”
“Then I suppose we’ll have to do something to get you in the mood.” Without any hesitation or indication of his intent, Soaring quickly undid the button and zipper of his jeans and pulled his erect penis out in front of Rainbow’s face.
Twilight’s hands unconsciously made their way up her legs, brushing past her skirt and stroking her inner thigh. Soarin’s penis was something to behold. She’d seen big dicks in pornos and games before sure, but seeing one in person is a totally different animal. His cock was at least eight inches long, possibly more, streaked with powerful veins, and throbbing like a stallion chomping at the bit.
Dash didn’t even hesitate before swallowing it whole. She made only the slightest of gagging sounds as she slid her lips down to the base of his penis, burying her nose in the thatch of navy hair that rested there. She slid her lips backwards as easily as she had forwards, coating his penis in a thick layer of saliva, leaving it glistening under the florescent light.
Dash glanced over to the closet she had hidden Twilight in, and saw the nerdy girl staring in wonderment. One delicate hand was covering her mouth while the other rested firmly between her legs. Her face was glowing red and her purple eyes were wide. Dash felt a tingle crawl up her spine as a result of being watched by someone so… well pure wasn’t the right word, was it? She swirled her tongue around the thick head of Soarin’s penis, eliciting a moan from the older boy. Dash shot a wink towards Twilight before she continued her work.
She scootched up onto her knees, giving her a better angle for her head to move. She wrapped one of her hands around the base of his cock and began to stroke it, while her lips still glided over the upper half of the shaft. Soarin’s moans became louder and more frequent as she got into the swing of her work. She pulled his member out of her mouth and began to lick the underside with the very tip of her tongue, while the strokes of her hand became faster and more powerful.
Soarin began to run his hands through Dash’s multichromatic locks, his mouth agape all the while. “Oh fuck,” he moaned. “You’re too good at sucking cock.”
“That’s funny,” Dash replied, grinning. “I thought you were doing the exact opposite of complaining.”
“Shut up and suck my cock.”
“Oh, yes sir. ” She wrapped her lips around his shaft once more, increasing the speed of her oral attentions.
It was quickly becoming too much for Soarin to handle. He moaned once more and gathered a bunch of Rainbow’s hair in his fist, and used it to pull her down to the very base of his cock. She held his breath and went red in the face Rainbow’s eyes shot open wide and she began to slap his stomach, and Twilight realized that he must be having an orgasm.
After a minute of Dash’s muffled protests, Soarin finally grunted and released her hair. Dash pulled back, gasping and coughing, with tears streaming down her face. They both took a moment to gasp for air.
“You asshole! ” Dash slapped at Soarin’s body while shouting in a hoarse voice. “I couldn’t fucking breathe!”
“Heh, sorry. I had to cum.” He didn’t seem to regret his actions very much at all.
“I wanted you to cum on my face, you idiot.”
“Oh yeah, forgot you have a thing for cum baths.”
Rainbow averted her gaze and blushed deeply. “I do not. I just prefer it over gagging on your gross jizz.”
“Sure, sure. Well next time I’ll remember to cum all over your pretty little face.”
Dash’s eyes narrowed. “I should just kick you out now.”
“Fine, fine. I’ve already cum. But what’re you gonna do to relieve all that… stress? ”
Rainbow grimaced, clearly annoyed by the effect the boy was having over her. But even Twilight knew that the last thing on Dash’s mind was kicking him out. Dash simply sighed, lay back on the bed, and spread her legs.
Nobody moved.
“W-well?”
“Well what? Are you comfortable?”
“This pose is kinda embarrassing, you know.”
“So what do you want me to do about it?”
“Oh for fuck’s…” Dash shot upright, her eyes shooting daggers Soarin’s way. “Eat my cunt already!”
“Well, since you asked so politely…” He pulled off his jacket and crouched in front of the bed. Twilight couldn’t quite see exactly what was happening next from her hiding place, but she was fairly sure she could make an educated guess based on the sounds Rainbow was making.
Twilight suddenly felt a wave of pleasure surge through her lower body, and bit down on the flesh of her palm to prevent herself from moaning. She looked down and realized that she had two fingers of her right hand buried firmly in her pussy. This was wrong. This was so very wrong. She was watching a girl she barely knew have sex with a boy she had a stupid crush on while she masturbated. It was so wrong.
She loved it.
Dash’s moans caught Twilight’s attention, making her look up once more. Dash’s feet were high in the air with her panties hooked around one of her ankles. She was running her hands through Soarin’s navy hair and practically screaming in pleasure. Soarin was gently nibbling on Dash’s clit with his nose buried in her patch of mulit-colored pubic hair.
Dash’s hips rolled and bucked in time with Soarin’s licking, smearing her juices around his mouth and dribbling down his chin. Dash grabbed a thatch of Soarin’s hair and pushed his face into her crotch, forcing his tongue to go in as deeply as it could. She tried to speak, but it merely came out as a formless moan, urging Soarin to redouble his efforts.
Twilight rubbed the outer lips of her vagina, tracing small circles around her labia. She let her fingers barely brush against her clit, sending electric chills shooting up her spine. Goosebumps spread from between her legs and down her thighs, reaching up to her breasts and making her nipples harden in her bra. She moaned quietly, hoping that Rainbow Dash’s own would conceal hers from detection. She felt her hot juices drip down her inner thigh and begin to form a small puddle on the hardwood.
Dash clenched her fist in Soarin’s hair, holding him tightly in place as a scream heralded the arrival of her orgasm. Her animalistic scream eventually quieted down and gave way to a string of words that Twilight couldn’t repeat in polite company. Her back arched as she gasped for air, and Soarin pulled away from her vice-like grip.
He wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt and his devilish smile crept back onto his face as he ran a hand through his mussed hair. “Well, I guess you liked-“
“Shut up.” Dash was trying to speak through gasps for air. “I don’t want… any of your… smarmy shit right now.”
“Fair enough. Then what do you want?”
Dash propped herself up on her elbows and cocked a half-smile. She pulled the string of the bow from the front of her negligee, exposing her small breasts to the room at large. “Just stick it in already.”
Soarin simply pulled his shirt over his head and kicked off his jeans. He walked to the edge of the bed and roughly grabbed Rainbow’s ankles, and pulled them up to his shoulders. He guided the tip of his penis to Dash’s soaking entrance, and pushed his way into the thatch of colorful hair.
Dash’s fist gripped the bedsheets and her toes curled as a moan escaped her lips. “Hnnnng… fuck! ”
Soaring simply chuckled. “I’m not done yet, punk.” He thrust once more and forced the last inch of his erection into Dash, eliciting a shriek from her.
“Oh goddamn,” Dash groaned. “I forgot how big your cock is.”
Soarin laughed, perhaps somewhat in embarrassment at the sudden compliment. “I forgot how tight your cunt is, Dash.”
“Well why don’t you work on loosening it, then?”
“Will do.” He pulled his entire length out of Dash’s pussy before slamming it back in all at once.
Dash screamed in delight, raising her hips off the mattress and forcing her pelvis into Soarin’s.
Twilight pushed a third finger into her pussy, letting her juices flow into the palm of her hand. She had unbuttoned her shirt and pulled her bra up, letting her breasts hang free, and was pinching her nipple with her free hand. She pitched forward on her knees, letting her forehead connect to the hardwood floor. Her fingers worked furiously, creating a wet slapping sound that resounded throughout the closet. She bit her bottom lip to prevent her moans from escaping, slightly drawing blood as she did so.
She rolled onto her back and imagined Soarin between her legs. His penis was sliding between the lips of her vagina, and he was biting her nipples, clenching them between his teeth and stretching them away from her breast. He took her virginity with a force she could only dream of, pushing her off the bed with the powerful thrusts of his hips. Rainbow Dash leaned over her and pressed her lips to Twilight’s, forcing her tongue into her mouth.
Wait, Rainbow Dash? No… Soarin. He was…
Rainbow’s squeals of delight snapped Twilight back into reality, and she propped herself up on her side to get a better view.
Soaring was leaning over Dash’s slim body, suckling on her breasts as he continued to thrust into her. Dash’s fingers ran through his hair as she made shorts gasping sounds in time with the thrusts. Dash glanced over to the closet and locked eyes with Twilight. A moment of unspoken communication passed between the two girls as they neared their respective orgasms. Twilight’s mind clouded with the haze of self-pleasure as she felt the heat of her orgasm spread across her body.
Dash felt Soarin’s thrusts become more quickly paced as he neared his orgasm. His hips pounded into her pelvis, forcing her to slide up the mattress with every thrust. Soon her head was banging against the headboard, but his thrusts abruptly ended as he pulled his penis out of Dash’s body. Soarin quickly crawled up higher onto Dash’s body and pointed his penis at her chest as he came, sending ropes of hot semen cascading across her breasts and onto her face.
After several powerful ejaculations, his remaining semen dribbled gently onto her pelvis, streaking down her thighs and into her pubic hair. Soarin flopped down breathlessly onto the mattress, forcing open a space between Dash’s body and the wall. Dash let the afterglow of her own orgasm wash over her body, and dreamily ran the tips of her fingers through the semen pooling up on her abdomen. She brought her sticky fingers up to her face, and licked them clean.
In the closet, Twilight did the same with her own hand, coated in her juices.
Twilight awoke with a start. The door of the closet was open, and the naked form of Rainbow Dash was standing in the doorway. She still had semen covering her breasts.
“Hey.”
Twilight wasn’t sure what to do in this situation. “Um… hey.”
Dash padded her way back to the bed and sat down heavily. Twilight rose from the closet, pulling her panties up as she did so. “Where’s uh… is Soarin still here?”
“Nah. Kicked him out when I woke up.”
“Why?” Twilight hoped her disappointment wasn’t obvious.
“He wanted to put it in my butt.” Dash chuckled. “That’s an exit only.”
Twilight tried not thinking about her anal beads and butt plugs back in her room. She made her way over to the bed and sat down next to the taller girl. Dash glanced over at Twilight’s exposed chest, and did a double-take.
“The fuck are those?” She was glaring intently at Twilight’s breasts.
Twilight looked down at her bare chest and went red. She hurriedly covered herself and began to button her shirt.
“Twilight… do you have… nipple rings?”
Twilight turned a deeper shade of red at the question. “I uh… I got it done last year.” Dash’s intense gaze sent a swarm of butterflies cascading through Twilight’s stomach. “I went like, three towns over to do it. So I wouldn’t run into anybody I know.”
Dash’s red eyes met Twilight’s purple. “That’s fucking hot.”
Twilight blushed profusely and grinned ear to ear.
“Soooo… how did you like it? Any uh… inspiration for your stories?”
“Hm…” Twilight scratched her chin and racked her brain for ideas. She definitely had a few, most involving a girl with rainbow-colored hair. “We’ll see.”
A moment of awkward silence passed between the girls. Twilight cleared her throat and changed the subject. “So uh… you and Soarin?”
“What about it?”
“Are you two… dating?”
“Psh, no way. He’s just… he’s a fuck buddy. Kinda like a walking dildo or something.”
“Really? Because… from where I was… it looked like you two were kinda-“
“It’s not like I like him or anything.” Dash glanced away from Twilight’s inquisitive gaze. “I mean, he’s a good rugby player and all, but he’s just a… friend or whatever.”
A smile spread across Twilight’s face. “Rainbow Dash… are you a tsundere character?”
“What?” Dash rose from the bed, indignantly. “I’m no such thing!”
Twilight scratched her chin in thought. “Maybe you’re a kuudere? No, that doesn’t fit.”
“I don't even know what that second one is."
"But you know what the first one is? Maybe you're more of a megane-chan?"
"If you keep treating me like a character in some shitty dating sim, I'm gonna get pissed."
Twilight gasped, her eyes shooting wide open. “Don’t tell me you’re a yandere?”
“Get out.”
