The High Life

by TittySparkles

Rating: mature
Tags: Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Sex, DJ P0N-3
Length: 4765

Vinyl Scratch enjoys drugs and sex in the company of a zebra music artist

The problem? Sometimes when musicians perform, they have to set up their own stations and sometimes they don't have a clue on how to set it up. The solution? A fellow musician that has a bit of common sense. The reward? A good and hardy rutting over a turntable while both are slightly under the influence of some drugs and alcohol.

Pre-read by: Skeeter The Lurker

Edited by: Shadowflash, Solidfire, and Mikemeiers

Story for: The Illusive Badgerpony

Published 2013-09-14 23:30:05 UTC
Last updated 2013-09-14 23:30:05 UTC

Chapter 1

The large room was quiet save for the sound of switches moving into place along with the soft scratching of a disk going on the turntable. As the speaker turned, one certain pale unicorn was having a hard time trying to figure out why the sound wasn’t working at all. Even though it was quiet and the room empty, the regular lights were off but strobe lights were going full tilt.

“Man, why can’t I get the sound connected? Z is going to be here soon!” Vinyl Scratch said to herself in a slight hint of anger as none of the cords were working, even though they were all in the right area.

As she paced around trying to fix the problem, she couldn’t get rid of the sticky feeling on her hooves thanks to the floor. Most likely from the previous night where the DJ running the booth spilled his drink all over the place. Thankfully none of the gear was ruined by the clumsy DJ, but the way things were going for her, it all might as well be.

Turning her attention away from the gear, her magenta eyes locked onto a bottle of whiskey sticking out of her saddle bag. Grabbing the bag with her magic, she quickly pulled it for herself. Opening the bag up fully, her eyes saw the sight of a few papers, few grams of hash radish, and a small, gray lighter resting at the bottom of her bag. Though her main reason was to take a quick shot, she opted for having a few puffs to ease her as well.

“Wouldn’t hurt. Least I’ll be able to calm down,” she said in a soft yet annoyed tone as she quickly looked around the place for any other ponies.

It wasn’t that hash radish was illegal, in fact, it was very legal in Equestria. Mostly found in forests, the stuff grew in small batches and was very popular with ponies everywhere. While it wasn’t illegal, it was still very costly. A simple gram could cost up to thirty bits and to even seventy in some areas. Thankfully her dealer was a generous colt who supplied her with lots of hash for the minimum cost. Pulling a bit of the dense green grass out of a little baggy, Vinyl grabbed a paper and quickly crunched up the grass until it was able to be rolled into a joint.

“Heh, I feel sorry for the poor ponies who lack magic for this,” Vinyl chuckled to herself as she finished rolling it up, before resting it on the floor.

Turning her attention from the joint to her liquor, she pulled it up and quickly unscrewed the cap. Giving it a quick swish around the bottle, she took a large shot, letting the harsh taste burn her throat, in a good way. As the harsh liquid went down, her eyes watered. She took another quick shot and quickly screwed the cap back on.

“Aww yeah, that’s the good stuff!” Vinyl said in a chipper tone as she put the bottle down and turned her attention back to the joint. Quickly putting the joint to her lips, she brought up the lighter and flicked it, letting the small flame come out. As she moved it to the tip, the sound of the front lobby door opened up, quickly drawing her attention. Vinyl began to have a small panic attack, nervous that ponies would arrive super early. However, looking over the visitor calmed her down to see it was one of her friends.

“Hey Zeke! Glad to see you made it!” She shouted through her teeth as she lit up the joint.

Standing at the doorway was a slightly tall zebra, wearing a dark brown toque that covered his black and white shoulder length mane. A zebra born out of Chicagoat, Zeke, or Ezekiel De La'Neighya if one was to call him by his full name. He was a DJ, much like Vinyl was, but as she specialized in dubstep and techno, Zeke specialized in Hip-hop. Even with their tastes in music very different, it never stopped them from being good friends. Turning his eyes in her direction, he smiled and started to approach her.

“Afternoon, Vinyl,” he replied in a low yet very calm Chicagoat accent, as he quickly noticed what she was starting to smoke. “Smokin’ it up already? The party hasn’t even begun yet.”

Resting her head and back against the speaker, Vinyl took a large puff of the joint and slowly levitated it to him as she held the air in her lungs. After a few long seconds, she exhaled it and Zeke took the joint in his hoof.

“Tch, party won’t even start until I figure out what’s wrong with the set,” she replied in a carefree tone as she banged her hoof against the speaker. “Damn thing won’t turn on.”

Zeke said nothing, letting his own lungs fill up partly as he passed it back to her. As he exhaled the smoke out, he felt his body calm down and his heart rate slow.

“Ahhh, maybe if you turned on the lights properly, you could get it working,” he replied as his eyes could see the strobe lights going off around him.

As he looked at her, the lights shined perfectly on her body, giving it a slight neon glow. He could see her turning her head slightly to look at the lights overhead and knew he had a point.

“Maybe, but I work better in my setting,” she said as she pinched the joint between her teeth and looked to her whiskey bottle. “Anyhow, want a shot?”

Zeke nodded his head and grabbed the bottle from her. Giving it a slight shake, Zeke opened his mouth as placed the bottle tip on his lips. Taking a rather large shot, Zeke pulled it away with a deep sigh of relief. Feeling his eyes water, Zeke gave his head a shake before he passed it back to Vinyl.

“Oooh, that’s one way to kill a hangover,” Zeke said sarcastically, pulling his hoof to his head before putting a bit of pressure on it.

“Mid-afternoon and you’re still hungover?” Vinyl asked as she took another breath of the smoke. “Hope you’re not too hungover to give me a hoof.”

“Only if you give me another hoot of that,” he replied as she stuck out his hoof for another hoot.

Vinyl smirked but wasn’t going to argue. She had plenty of hash in her bag to have her head in an eerie, yet blissful, state later on. Levitating the joint to him, Zeke got up and put it to his lips. Letting his teeth hold it in place, Zeke turned for the cords and started to deduce what was wrong with them. As he looked around, doing his best to find the problem, Vinyl watched him with curious and slightly bloodshot eyes. Most of the time her eyes watched his backside, or more precisely, the package that rested between them.

While she was a pony and he was a zebra, Vinyl had no issue with interspecies sex and actually loved to try out the variety of different races around Equestria. While her preference stuck to pony females, she never passed up the chance to seduce another gender or race. She knew she wouldn’t have to try hard with Zeke, considering they had a few flings in the past. Most of the time they would meet after a show and drink it up for a bit until they stumbled to a hotel or just do it in a back alley. Today she had her eyes on him again and, with no ponies around, she wondered what it would be like to get fucked on a turntable. Looking away from him, Vinyl focused her magic on a long metal pole near the door, before she picked it up, and wedged it between the handles of the door.

“Ahh, found your problem, Vinyl,” Zeke said out loud, almost making the concentrating mare jump out of her skin.

Shifting her eyes back to him, Vinyl noticed Zeke pulling out a few cords and re-arranging them in the right spots.

“You hooked the output in the wrong area. It should work now,” Zeke said, happy to know there wasn’t too much to fix.

A bit surprised to see that he finished so quickly, Vinyl turned to the main sound booth and cranked up the volume. True to his words, the volume started to pick up, until a dull bass started to resound throughout the whole room.

“Nice to see a zebra who uses his brain rather than his brawn for once,” Vinyl teased before she grabbed the bottle and placed it to her lips.

Zeke chuckled before he started to cough from inhaling more of the smoke. His coughing continued for a few long seconds before he stopped it with a quick thump to his chest. Once he was well again, Zeke moved closed to Vinyl and rested his back against the same speaker as her. Both of them sat there quietly, occasionally passing the joint between them and letting the bass echo throughout their skulls. Vinyl being a bit more under the influence stared up at the roof, following the bright lights. While she was almost to the level of giggling, Zeke was still on a more normal level.

“So, what brings you here so early?” Vinyl asked him, leaning her head onto his shoulder to rest it.

Zeke turned his head to her and managed to look into her spaced out expression. Putting a slightly cheesy smile on his expression, he spoke up.

“Thought I would set up the sound system, but it seems you beat me to it.”

“Aww,” Vinyl said softly as she tossed the dead joint from her lips to the floor, before pressing her upper body onto his lap. “And here I thought you wanted to see me early.”

“That as well. Never gonna pass up a chance to hang with my favorite mare.”

“Oh? I’m your favorite? What do you find so favorable about me?” Vinyl replied as she closed her eyes slightly and smiled at him.

“I can name a few things,” Zeke replied as he moved his hoof up and ran it across her toned back before resting it near her ass cheek. “Maybe you’ll let me have a bit of fun with them as well.”

Vinyl gave Zeke a coy smile before she pulled away and pushed her body off of him. Standing on all fours while a bit wobbly, she turned around and made her way to the turn table. While she focused her attention on playing with a few knobs, Zeke watched her blue tail swish about, acting as a lure for him to latch on.

“I’m game for a quickie if you are,” Vinyl said to him before she lit up her horn and switched out the current disk for a new one.

Zeke smiled and, before he got back up, Vinyl started to play a very upbeat mix that nearly made his body pulse with energy. Much to his surprise, it was one of his own songs she was playing, and it made him more happy to know she was looking for a rut while his music played. Keeping his eyes on her, Vinyl slowly pulled her upper body up and rested her hooves against the top of the turntable, before she braced her back legs and stuck her tail up in the air. A soft ‘mhm’ left Zeke’s lips as he knew she was serious for some fucking.

“Like what you see?” she asked, turning a few knobs in order to get the bass booming.

Zeke remained quiet, taking to admire the view of her ass and pussy. While his first intention was to get close and just rut her on the spot, he sought for a more fun approach. Moving his body close enough, Zeke nuzzled the inside of her leg with his muzzle. The feeling of coldness against her warm body shocked her slightly, but she quickly figured out what he was going to do first.

“Going to treat me right are you?” Vinyl asked as she spread her legs more open for him.

“I always treat my favorite mare right,” Zeke replied back, his hooves coursing up her legs before they rested on her butt.

Vinyl grinned as Zeke gave her ass cheek a quick nuzzle before he moved down to a wet patch of skin. A slight whiff of his nose and he knew she was already getting aroused. With a stroke of his tongue, Zeke made her whole body shiver from excitement. The shiver was accompanied by a soft moan, yet not audible by his ears thanks to the throbbing bass.

“Hey, don’t leave a girl hanging, Z,” Vinyl whined, noticing he stopped after only one lick.

Zeke chuckled before he moved back in for another taste. Letting the full length of his tongue run against her slit, Vinyl shuddered and another soft moan left her mouth. That time, Zeke didn't stop and started to build up a rhythm, occasionally letting the tip of his tongue brush against her clit. Vinyl quieted down and rested her head against the turntable, enjoying the licking her cunt was receiving. The only real time she started to react was when she would feel her pussy wink and the tongue brushed against it. She would tense up, her neck craning upward in an effort to keep the sensation in her mind.

Eventually, Zeke decided to get more adventurous. Instead of simply lapping at the outer walls, his tongue would pierce her slit, if only briefly, to stimulate a deeper moan. It worked. Although the act of simple penetration got her off more than anything, it wasn't enough. She wanted to be rutted. She wanted to scratch a disk while Zeke plowed a hole of his choosing and enjoy every waking second of it. The desire to get rutted started to show on her body and, with Zeke working his tongue expectantly, she started to move her hips forward. Feeling her pulling away like she was, Zeke was forced to go deeper into her cunt. He didn't mind it, hell, he loved the positive reaction he was getting from her. Of course, with all the pleasure he was giving Vinyl, his own arousal wasn't being tended too.

Deep in the licking, his penis started to grow until it hit its full length and started to throb with pain, thanks to the neglect it was getting. As much as he wanted to move one of his hooves away from her ass, the feeling of the cheek’s firmness kept him holding and occasionally kneading it for fun.

“How you doing back there big guy?” Vinyl spoke up, doing her best not to moan like a filly when she talked.

Zeke pulled away, his tongue slightly sore from the constant lapping he was doing. Looking up, he noticed her staring at him over her shoulder with a blush red face. Seeing her so red, Zeke wondered how close she was to getting off.
“Enjoying myself, how are you doing?” Zeke replied, wincing slightly thanks to his erection.

Vinyl’s eyes veered down slightly and she smiled at the rod pointing at her legs. Staring at the prize she craved the most she moved her back legs slightly, allowing her body to be in a more suitable position for him.

“Would be better if you got up and rutted me,” she cooed, flicking her tail about, letting it brush against his toque.

“Oh?” Zeke replied simply as he pulled away and got up. “I didn’t hear a please in that sentence you know.”

“Please?” Vinyl replied softly, letting her bottom lip stick out slightly while lowering her eyes in an attempt to mimic a pouty expression.

Zeke didn’t say a word and instead pulled his body close to hers. The feeling of his warm chest against her back made her feel more relaxed, yet the feeling of his erection brushing against her ass made her more excited.

“Mhm, which hole are you looking to please?” Vinyl asked, ready for the pounding of her life.

“Well I gave your pussy enough attention…” he started to say as he pulled back and placed his erection against the middle of her ass before moving it up and down. “I think I’ll give that ass of yours some much needed attention as well.”

“Hope you plan to lube that up beforehand,” Vinyl said, not wanting a dry dick to enter her ass.

“I will.” His words were followed by the feeling of his erection moving down before it moved under her and his shaft brushed against the lips of her wet pussy. “You’re wet enough to get me ready.”

Vinyl said nothing, instead she closed her eyes and let him move slowly back and forth, getting part of his dick lathered up. A few long seconds of that before he shifted slightly and started to rub his hoof on his erection in order to spread it evenly about. Even as he prepared for anal, he kept his face in her neck, placing small kisses on it in order to keep Vinyl in the mood for fun. While it kept her interested, it also made her more scared. Most males she had been with had no finesse or proper procedure in starting up anal. Most would stick it in exactly and just fuck it like a pussy. While she knew Zeke was proper with his form, just the fact he was going to fuck her ass put her off. The first part always felt the worst. Just the feeling of her ass stretching open and something getting shoved in always made her cringe slightly. Even though she got the biggest pleasure out of anal, she always stuck to what most males were good at and loved doing.

“Whenever you are ready, Vinyl,” Zeke said to her, eager to start but not without her ready mentally.

Vinyl took a deep breath and nodded her head. Given his mark to go, he jostled his hooves on her ass. Spreading her cheeks, he adjusted himself a bit and pressed the tip of his dick into her anus. Vinyl felt her heart starting and the mellow and relaxed state she was in before was starting to fade away. For a brief second she took her mind off of him and thought about lighting up another joint for herself. In that second Zeke slid forward, causing the pale mare to gasp and cringe.

“Son of a bitch,” she cursed, failing to relax herself beforehand.

“Hey, relax alright? It’s no fun if you’re not in a proper mindset,” Zeke spoke in a stern tone as he kept still.

Vinyl bit her lip and almost felt like a child being punished for something minuscule. The thought died quickly before she listened to him and let her body relax. Zeke felt it and, once she was good to go, he pushed a bit more of it in. The process was slow and, though his dick was wet, there was still a bit of unwanted friction from it. The whole time he eased his way in, Vinyl kept her eyes closed and remained quiet for the most part until he gave a rather hard push, putting nearly all of it inside.

“Fuck,” she muttered as she looked behind her and saw the expression on Zeke’s face.

A deep moan escaped Zeke; her tightness becoming so tight it felt like she was trying to squeeze everything out of him. Happy to know she was ready to go, Zeke pulled back a bit before he pushed forward.

“Aaah, fuck!” Vinyl cursed under her breath as she felt her body quiver and shake.

For him, his expression was a mix of intense pleasure coated with a thin layer of concern for her. Her ass was tight, almost enough to make him cum on the spot, but he didn’t want to start rutting unless she was comfortable enough.

“Make it count, Zeke,” Vinyl said to him, before she grinded and clenched her ass around his dick.

Zeke started to break into a small yet swift motion with his hips. Vinyl steadied her body against the table as the pain started to ebb away before pleasure replaced it. As he worked, Vinyl would occasionally peek over her shoulder, noticing he was mumbling words under his breath. Most looked like groans of pleasure and some seemed to come out as proper words. She couldn’t hear them, but she had a good idea to what he was saying.

“Enjoying yourself big guy?” She said quickly, clenching her ass and catching him in mid thrust.

Zeke groaned with greater pleasure and started to put more power in his movements as his answer to her. The extra power was very much loved by her, and she soon felt her pussy dripping from the pounding. Looking forward, Vinyl craned her neck up and stared at the strobe lights overhead. The look of intense pleasure on her face aroused the horny zebra behind her so much more. Leaning into her body, Zeke gave her ass a slap before resting his hooves on her spine. The slap successfully made her moan. It was loud. Loud enough that Zeke could make out the peak of it. Wanting to hear more, he repeated the motion until her ass was starting to turn red and she was nearly screaming with pleasure.

“Oh fuck yes!” Vinyl hissed several time over, getting so close to an orgasm.

While she was in nirvana, Zeke was getting close to a finish for himself. As he pounded her ass, he found it getting harder and harder to work with. He held off for quite a long time before his sexually driven mind craved the warm and wet embrace of a pussy. Getting ready for a switch, Zeke steadied his hooves on her before he yanked his dick out and shot it into her sloppy, wet pussy. As it entered, Zeke groaned happily as Vinyl’s head shot up in surprise from the sudden switch. Just the penetration into her pussy felt like it was enough to make her cum, but adding the fact that he didn’t break his pace and kept pounding away made her speechless. For untold amount of seconds, Vinyl stared wide eyed at the ceiling, still trying to process the quick switch. Reaching for the sound knobs, Zeke turned the volume down to a minimum, letting his ears be greeted by her short moans and the wet slaps below.

“You enjoying yourself, you naughty mare?” Zeke asked as he moved in and spoke into her neck.

Vinyl nodded her head feverishly before she stopped and let out another loud moan. With the music nearly off, Zeke started to understand the full extent of her pleasure. Looking down, he smiled as he noticed her pussy was dripping juice onto the already sticky floor.

Noticing she was getting more aroused by the second, Zeke stopped completely before he rested his face in her mane. Feeling everything come to a halt, Vinyl turned her head and whimpered slightly, almost begging him to finish her off. All she needed was a few more long thrusts and she would get off.

“Just like that. You’re so fucking close,” Vinyl hissed, her teeth gritting so hard.

A sense of pride went through Zeke, knowing she was closer than he was. Pressing harder on her back, Zeke smiled and thrusted deep and very erratic.

Vinyl started to shift about wildly, her head trying to get comfortable as she felt her orgasm about to greet her. Moving her hoof to her mouth, she bit on the tip of it in order to stop the trembling sensation. It proved in vain, and with a loud, carnal moan, Vinyl came on his dick. The sensation was always the same, yet Vinyl never got tired of the end result. Coming hard on a penis while she was still slightly under of the influence of hash radish. It made her whole body tingle with hyper-sensitivity and, for a few brief seconds, she giggled before resting her body against the turntable and let the male behind her pleasure her more.

Zeke didn’t stop his motions, knowing he was too far in to even try. The extra lubrication made his thrusts nearly effortless and easy to perform. His dick was like a well-oiled gear being punched into the corresponding part. Much like Vinyl, Zeke gave off his indication of a climax with a few grunts and the sudden halt of his body before another warm sensation filled her. At the moment, Zeke was so caught up in it that he forgot to pull out. In a panicked motion he yanked out and let the rest of his cum spilled to the floor.

“Shit, I did- I didn’t mean to cum inside,” Zeke panted, doing his best to catch his breath.

It took Vinyl a few seconds to let his words register into her spaced mind before she felt a bit of his cum swimming around inside of her before it dripped out and onto the floor. Looking down with a blank expression, Vinyl saw a moderately sized pool of cum from the both of them. For a few seconds, she said nothing until she looked at Zeke and saw the worried expression on his face.

“It’s cool, man. I’m on the pill,” she told him in the most casual tone she could.

Zeke looked at her for a few extra seconds with the same worried expression before he chuckled and smiled at her. Pulling his sweaty body away, Zeke sat on the floor, letting his winded body try to regain itself a bit. Seeing him sit behind her, Vinyl pulled her body up, doing her best to not let her afterglow sink in too much. Avoiding the sticky fluids, she moved around and sat down beside Zeke before she rested her head against his shoulder.

Neither said anything for several minutes, the only sounds that played out where their heavy breathes and the dull sound of music playing in the background. Eventually Vinyl made the first move and she pulled away, only to go back in and give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Never gets boring when we get together eh, Zeke?” Vinyl said as the zebra turned a bit red. “But lets not sit around, we should clean up before ponies start to show up.”

Pulling her body up, Vinyl looked at the mess on the floor and sighed. Clean up after sex always seemed the worst when she was either drunk or high. Considering she was a bit of both, she started to trot away before Zeke placed a hoof on her flank, stopping her in her tracks.

“What’s wrong? Scared to stand in a little pool of cum while you DJ? Ten bits says you’ve stood in worse and not even realized it,” Zeke said, a silly grin getting plastered on his face as he spoke.

Vinyl grinned back, knowing he was right. Plenty of ponies had either vomited, had sex, or even pissed on the floor at least a few times during a wild party. What was a bit more dirt to the ever growing coat on the floor anyway?

“Might as well, but we should at least clean ourselves up,” Vinyl told him, not really wanting to deal with dried up cum on her fur later on.

“We got about an hour before it’s go time,” Zeke said to her as he noticed a clock in the corner of the bar area. “Let’s hop back to my hotel and shower up.”

“Oh? Depends if we shower at the same time,” Vinyl replied, letting her tail brush against his chin, signaling the potential for more fun if he was up for it.

“Looks like someone wants to wake up in the morning and not walk properly,” Zeke joked as he pushed her tail away and stood by her side.

“Maybe, I don’t got any plans tomorrow, so I’ll most likely sleep all day anyway.”

“Heh, then if that’s the case, I’m pretty sure that we can both shower together.”

Zeke pulled in front of Vinyl and made his way to the door. Quickly unbarring it with her magic, Vinyl stayed close to his side as they walked out and headed into the streets.