Octavia Melody looked up from tuning her cello to the clock on the nearby that read 7:45. I’ll play a couple more songs, then I’ll take my leave. She thought to herself as the center’s janitor, Dusty Broom, walked up to her and told her that she had a little over an hour before he locked up for the night.

The Ponyville Center Performing Arts Center is a building that was commissioned by the new princess, Twilight Sparkle, as an attempt to bring some entertainment and culture to Ponyville. While the times it’s officially used for plays and such are few and far between, it has become a popular place for a small number of actors and musicians to practice their craft on stage.

As Octavia turns her attention back to tuning her cello, she thought back to the trial she'd attended and, more importantly, the dragon she would have to judge in eleven days. She completely believed that Spike was innocent for three reasons. The first was her admiration she had for the drake. She was really interested in him when she first moved to Ponyville a month ago from Canterlot, but often either she or he was too busy for her to drum up a conversation. When that article first came out, she had quickly become strong closet Spike fangirl. She wasn’t a stalker or anything, but she has had more than a few wet dreams about him.

The second reason was the charges. Most of them make little to no sense. I mean seriously, jay walking? This town doesn’t even have streets. And lollygagging? They probably pulled that one out of their flanks at the last second.

The final reason was because Prince Blueblood was the judge. She had met him on more than a few occasions from her time in Canterlot and each time she had to restrain herself from strangling bastard with her bare hoofs. She wouldn’t put it past him to use the trail as a way to get back at Spike for being declared the most eligible bachelor instead of him. If not for reasons one and two, she'd probably say the drake was innocent just to stick it to the royal pain in the flank.

As she put her thoughts of being with the drake of her dreams and strangling a stuck up prick in the back of her mind, she gets into position started a play her cello.

Beautiful music soon filled the room and bounced off the walls as it echoes throughout the center. Even a novice would know that she was extremely skilled in her craft, and showed a mixture of talent and years of dedication and hard work. It was through both that she became somewhat well known among lovers and performers of classical music. With just her bow and cello, her music could move some of the most stone hearted ponies to tears and happiness .

While the song was played beautifully well, one could sense the sadness and loneliness in the song. While she'd picked the song at random, she couldn’t help but feel that it reflected her life to some degree, or more specifically her love life. Over the course of her life she has had few wonderful and meaning relationships over the years, but they all ended around the same point.

The thing is that while Octavia is a kind affectionate to those she is close and a well-mannered mare she tended to be a bit…aggressive when a relationship gets to the bed. It wasn’t on an SM level and nobody got hurt…most of the time. She just gets really enthusiastic when it comes to having sex and had more endurance than the average stallion. All the ponies she tried to have sex with ended up dumping her due to the sudden personality flip during intercourse. After her latest break up she decided to hold off on having a relationship for a while until she found someone who could handle her. That was well over a year ago, and she was well in need of some attention.

That’s was why she became interested in Spike in the first place. Since he was a dragon he should have better endurance than the average stallion, a stronger body that can handle her when she gets rough, and not be easily scared away by her more aggressive side. Plus he was kind, generous, hard working, a true gentlecolt, or gentledrake in this case, and had an interest in music as well. Spike was everything she looked for in significant other personality wise. while also being everything she needed physically in a sexual partner.

As the song came to an end as Octavia relaxed her body, feeling a sense a freedom like she always did after playing her cello. As she was focusing on that feeling, she was brought out of her thoughts by the sound of applause. She looked up to the rows of seats to find the clapping came from a certain purple scaled dragon sitting in the front row.

With a pleasant smile that caused mare to slightly blush he said, “That was beautiful, Octavia was it?”

Getting over her surprise, through years of experience keeping her composure around high class ponies, the mare in question replied, “Yes I am and your name is Spike. Tell me, how long were you sitting there?”

Spike stands up from his seat made his way to the stage. “I believe right after you started. What song were you playing? It sound familiar but I can’t place the name.”

“A Cello Suite, it was composed by Philip Glass for the cellist Wendy Sutter.”

“I’ve heard of her. I’ll admit that she’s very talented, though from what I just heard, you’re not far behind her.”

The comment caused her small blush to return, though she pushed it aside, “Oh, I’m not in her league, at least not yet.”

“Beautiful, talented, and modest.” The blush returned once again. “Either way it’s a good to have someone you want to aspire to beat in a way. Like the old saying goes, 'Iron sharpens iron.'”

“Iron sharpens Iron? I’m not familiar with that saying.”

“It basically means having someone to compete against someone is a good way for a being to become better. In this case you have somepony who want to be just as good as, or even better than, and push yourself to do so, even though it’s not a direct competition.”

“Hmm…You make a compelling point. I’ll have to remember that saying. So what brings you to the center at this time?”

“I’ve been feeling anxious for the last few days and I were hoping get rid of some stress here.”

“Are you nervous about the trial?” At Spike’s nod she continued, “I understand. I've found that playing some music is a good way to settle one’s nerves. What instrument do you play?” She already knew what instrument he played. She had memorized every single thing about him in that article. Though she didn’t want him to know, so she figured it was best to play coy.

“I’m a pianist myself.” Spike goes backstage, moving a grand piano and a seat on roller wheels about 15 feet from where Octavia was standing. “I come here to play whenever I’m in the mood since I don’t have enough money or room for a personal piano back at my place. And while you played that last song beautifully it sounded a bit lonely and sad. It doesn’t fit a wonderful mare like yourself.” Octavia was beginning to wonder whether or not he was doing this on purpose. “Allow me to lighten the mood.” Spike cracked his knuckles, gently lays his fingers on the keys of the piano, takes a calming breath, and started to play.

Music once again bounced off the walls of the center. This time though, there is no sadness in the music. The song was unfamiliar to the cello player, it started off slow but it quickly picked up speed. One could feel a relaxing calmness in the music. Octavia could feel any stress or worries she had slowly melt away. She turned her attention to the dragon playing the music. Spike eyes were closed, his head swaying side to side in rhythm to the music, and smile slowly growing on his face. His claws glided across the key board like a phantom with ease. Octavia's line of thought soon changed to how exactly those claws of his could play her to make her moan and scream with pleasure.

His hands gently caressing her face as they glazed lovingly into each others eyes. Him using his claws to gently comb her mane as they share a lover’s kiss. Those scaled hands soothingly rubbing her back as they embrace each other. His fingers slowly circle the outside rim of her pussy before inserting them inside her. Spike using his claws to grip her back legs to spread them out so he can ravage her lower lips. Those wonderful claws of his was kneeing and messaging her flanks as he thrusts into her standing. His arms holding her forelegs as he roughly plow into her from behind. These images and many more played through her mind as her imaginations runs wild with what he could do with those nimble hands of his.

Octavia snapped out of her thoughts as the came to an end. Stamping down on her blush and arousal for appearances’ sake she started to stomp her hooves on the floor as a form of applause. “That was wonderful. What song was that, I didn’t recognize it?”

Spike let out a small chuckle and replied, “No surprised since it was an original song made by my old piano teacher. It doesn’t have a proper but I’ve always called it 'The Musician.'”

Octavia raised an eyebrow at the odd name. “The Musician? Why did you give it that name?”

“It was in honor of my old piano teacher, a unicorn who called himself The Musician. He was kind of odd and always had this creepy grin all the time but he was okay once you get use to him. He was my teacher for about a year before he left saying that he taught everything I needed, and I should choice my path from there. I have no idea where he went; the only thing he said was that he was looking for his brother named The Earl.” A thoughtful look appeared on his face. “Now that I think about it I wonder if he was related to Ditzy’s husband, The Doctor.”

The cello played let out a little giggle at the thought. “Well either way you’re quite the musician yourself.”

Spike waved away the compliment. “Nah, I’m not that good. There are many other piano players out better than me. A friend of mine I met in Canterlot, a griffon called Soul Eater, is a lot more skilled than me. The guy was somewhat twisted but a pretty cool dude once you get to know him. He could come up with these creepy but amazing and complex songs on the fly while it would take me days to come up with.”

“Handsome, talented, and modest.” This caused a small blush too appeared on Spike’s scaled face, much to Octavia’s delight, "you wouldn’t happen to be single would you?” She said in a joking tone, while being completely serious inside her mind.

“I suppose I am, at the moment,” This caused Octavia to do a happy dance while screaming yes inside her head. “but with everything happening I want to hold off starting a relationship until I’m in the clear.”

“I understand. Since we’re here and have some time on our hooves, how do you feel about doing a duet?” She asked calmly all while praying that he would say yes.

“Sure why not. They have some sheet music stored in the back; surprisingly they have a pretty large selection here. Just give me a minute.”

Spike got up from his seat, made his way to the backstage, and walked up to an array of filing cabinets. They were filled with sheet music for just about any song for any situation or performance. If Twilight was anything, she was thorough. After a few minutes of searching he ended up finding a songs that looked like fun to play.

He made his way to Octavia and showed her the music sheet. “I found a song we could play. Do you want to play this one or give another song a try?”

The black maned pony’s expression turned thoughtful as she looked at the music sheet in front of her. After a minute or two she finally said, “I think that this is a nice song to play, I’ve played it on multiple occasions so I don’t need the sheet. Do you need a few minutes to memorize it?”

“Don’t worry; this happens to be one of my personal favorites. I practically know it by heart.” She nodded in understanding and the two of them went to their respective instruments and got into position. For this song Spike was the one to start them off.

He first started off with an eloquent and calming melody. After a couple of seconds playing by himself Octavia joins him with her cello. Like the first two times beautiful music bounces of the walls as the notes played by two different musicians and beings meld together in perfect harmony. The two of them soon find themselves lost in their own music. The walls of the stage slowly melted as they become more focus on the music. Slowly a lush tranquil forest takes its place. A peaceful feeling is soon spread throughout the forest through the music, which in turn radiated a calming atmosphere throughout the land, filling both musicians with a sense of peace.

This is incredible. Octavia thought to herself about both their performances and the drake himself. While they both might know the well it amazed her how they were completely in synch with each other right from the start. She hadn’t felt this alive in a long while. This was like the time where she played her first song well, her first recital, and her first time she as part of a big name orchestra. As they continued to play her thoughts turned to her musical partner.

While from what she learned in the article suggested that he was a charming individual and an amazing drake to be around with it was a whole other experience to actually spend time with. He was smart, charming, kind, funny, and had a strong appreciation for music. Everything she liked in her stallion, or this case dragon. Her thoughts soon turned to his physical appearance. His large frame, slightly larger than that one quiet red earth pony she had seen around town. Smooth scales that did little to cover the slim, strong muscles beneath them. Muscles that held a lot of strength and stamina that could out last her. Spike’s deep emerald eyes were so enchanting she could easily loss herself in them if she wasn’t careful. And if the rumors about dragons were true than he had two large members hidden underneath his scales. The very thought nearly made her drool with all the possibilities she could do with them. Add the fact that she hasn’t been touched for so long, having someone like Spike within arm’s reach was driving her crazy.

As the song came to an end she made a decision, with Celestia as her witness, Octavia was going to have sex with Spike. She didn’t care if it develops into a lasting relationship or it’s just a one night stand. She was brought out of her planning by Dusty Broom, telling them that he was closing the center and that they should clean up and leave. As Spike went to put away the piano, seat, and music sheet where he found them Octavia was putting away her cello and bow into her cello case while trying to come up with a plan to get Spike to follow her home. As she was about to put the case on her back it was grabbed by Spike. He smiled and said. “Let me help you with that.”

She returned the smile. Both at the kind gesture and at the fact that he was saving her the trouble of making up an excuse to bring him home with her. “Thank you, but you don’t have to.”

“It’s not a problem, besides it gives me more time to talk to you anyway.” Octavia once again blushed. The two left the center and Spike followed Octavia to her home.

“You know I like, Ponyville at night. It’s quiet, the air is nice and cool, and you can just look up and see the stars if it’s not cloudy outside.” Spike said while taking a quick look at the sky.

Octavia nodded her head in agreement. “I agree. It’s one of the reasons I moved here in the first place.”

The statement caused Spike to raise his eyebrow in curiosity. “Now that you mention it I’ve only seen you around only about a month ago. Though I don’t remember any houses being built or up for sale at the time.”

“That because I moved in with a friend of mine for the time being. I wanted to buy my own place but since there wasn’t any available she offered her place to me since she owned a big house and had plenty of room.”

“I see. So why did you come here in the first place?”

“I came here for a change of scenery and some peace and quiet.”

That last part of that statement got a chuckle out of the drake. “If you came for peace and quiet you came to the wrong place. I swear if my friends aren’t fixing problems, they’re causing them.”

The last sentence caused the mare to giggle. “True, but you got to admit that it’s never boring in this town.”

“True enough.” As they walked up to Octavia’s home she took the key from its hiding spot after telling Spike to turn around and unlocking the door. As they made their way inside the black mane mared told the drake to just put her cello case on a nearby couch.

The drake turned his head toward the mare and said, “Thank you for the wonderful time Octavia. It’s been a long while since I had that much fun playing with someone.” He turns his head slightly to one side with a small blush on his face. “I would like to ask you a favor before I go, and you could say no if you don’t want to do it.”

This earned a small sultry look from the cello player, already guessing what this favor might be. “Before you ask I want to give you give you something as my thanks for helping me with my cello case and for the wonderful time together. Now, close your eyes.” The statement caused the dragon to raise his eyebrow but did as he was told.

After he did so the mare slowly walked up to him with a half lidded sultry gaze as she gently placed her lips on Spike’s scaled ones. Spike opened his eyes at the sudden touch, but after look in her half lidded eyes the message was clear. He slowly closed his eyes again and returned the kiss. For a minute or two the kiss was soft and gentle, until Octavia decided to step things up a bit. She slightly opens her mouth and probed his lips with her tongue, asking for entry, he opened his mouth and the two deepen the kiss. The cello player’s tongue slowly and sensually explored the inside of the drake’s mouth, leaving no stone unturned.

After letting Octavia have free reign in her mouth Spike decided to take things up a notch. His long lizard like tongue came to life wrapped itself around the mares tongue like a python with its prey, gently squeezing and messaging it. This new sensation caused waves of pleasure to rip through the mare’s body with every movement, causing her to let out a hearty moan. After about a minute of tongue message she decided to return the favor. She was able to bring her and Spike’s tongue into her mouth, gently close her lips around the drakes tongue, and surprisingly started sucking on it. It caused a shock of pleasure to shoot down his spine. This continued for about a minute before they parted with a string of saliva linking their mouths and the two of them grasping for breathe.

“Wow, that was some thank you.” Spike finally said with a dreamy look on his face.

“That wasn’t the thank you.” She replied in a sexy tone, “That was just the invitation. The real thank you happens upstairs in my room.” She turned around and made her way towards the stair while shaking her hips, showing off one of her best assets, her flanks. Octavia’s flanks were bigger than a large number of mares and due to her often having to stand on her back legs while playing her cello for hours on end had help toned it. The combination of her glorious flanks and her swaying put Spike into a trance while he mindlessly followed her up the stairs and to her room. As they enter the room the dragon closed the door with his tail. Octavia turned around to face the drake and with a sexy tone said, “How do you want to do this? Slowly or do you want to go straight to the fucking?”

“I prefer the foreplay.” Spike replied with a smirk.

“Slow it is. How about you pick me up and continue where we left off.” The mare said with a look of lust on her face. Spike went to stand on his back legs, picked up the mare in front of him, and shared a hot steaming kiss. Her forelegs wrapped around his neck while his hands went to her flanks to hold her up as their tongues wrestled for control. While Spike’s serpent like tongue had the advantage by coiling around Octavia’s she fought back with surprising strength and control, rotating between thrashing around in his mouth and sucking on and twirling his tongue. The two’s action causing the other to loudly moan in each others mouths as they only take quick breaks for a couple of seconds to take a quick breath before going back to their make out session. As their tongues battle the drake’s hands started to sensually knead and massage the mare’s large slightly toned flanks.

They were firm yet slightly squishy like dough, and due to their large size were able to fill up his large claws and then some. It was as soft and warm thanks to the fur as his thumbs circle around her cutiemark. Octavia’s moaning got louder, spurring Spike on. He slowly used his index fingers to probe the already wet lower. After a couple of seconds of teasing he slowly inserts them into her pussy. Once inside the fingers slowly moved around, messaging her inner walls. Every single movement of his fingers caused her to moan in his mouth. It was like she was an instrument in the hooves of a master, and her moans were sweet music to his ears. It caused the mare to moan even louder, she parted for a second to breathe out, “More.” After she said it she went back into their make out session.

More? What more can I do in this position. Spike thought to himself. It was a little early to put his dicks into use at the moment and from the looks of it she wants to continue sucking each others faces. After a second or two an idea came to him that he hadn’t tried with any mare yet. Using his long dexterous tail he positioned his blunt arrowhead tip of his tail under the mare. He uses his fingers still in her pussy to widen the hole and slowly enter the arrow tip into her folds. Octavia lets out a really loud moan of surprise and pleasure at this. Her juice flowed down the spade and tail to the tip moved up and down and side to side inside her.

She could feel her climax on the horizon from the treatment and she was holding it back for as long as she could. Just before she could release Spike took his tail out of her pussy, much to her displeasure, but before she could demand him to put it back the tip went into her anus. Using the mare’s cum as a lubricant to make it easier for the arrowhead to enter the tight hole. When he got it in as far as he safely could he twist, moved, thrust, and shake his tail inside the hole. This was a major turn on for the cello player since she preferred getting her anus fucked. Her moans intensified to the point she was almost screaming into Spike’s mouth. Every movement of his tongue, claws, and tail would change the pitch and volume of his beautiful instrument, producing some of the sweetest and most sexual music ever.

It soon became too much for the mare and with a massive scream of pleasure came long and hard, coating Spike’s fingers and part of his tail with her inner juice. It took a good five minutes for her climax to come to an end with her screaming every step of the way. When it ended she just laid her head on Spike’s shoulder while the drake held her up. After she finally got some air in her lungs she said, “That was amazing. I can see all that time playing the piano is being put to good use.”

With a cheeky grin the purple scaled drake replied. “Then again, I had a beautiful mare to work with.”

“Thank you. Ready for round two?” The dragon nodded and Octavia then pointed to the queen sized bed in her room. “Good. Now lay down on your back.” She ordered with a commanding and sexy tone. A second later Spike was on the bed, laying on his back, revealing that his dual instruments had taken themselves out of their cases during the intense make out session. She stared at them with pure lust in her eyes with a little bit of drool dripping from her mouth. It wasn’t a surprise to her that he had two, but it was the size of them that threw her for a lust filled loop.

Spike raised his head to look at the mare as she stared holes into his dicks. “Surprised?” He asked.

Shaking her head, she makes her way onto the bed and replies, “About you having two dicks, no. I’ve heard that is normal for dragons. What surprised me was how long and thick they were.” She positioned herself on top on him with her plot hovering above his head, her marehood still leaking from her climax, droplets of her nectar falling onto Spike’s face, and her facing his twin towers. The black maned mare raised her plot up than crashing it down hard on the drakes face with her pussy against his mouth. The drake’s nose is soon filled with a heavenly aroma from her cunt with her soft, glorious flanks covering most of his face as she grind them against him.

Taking the hint he stuck out his tongue and circled it around her folds. Octavia shook with pleasure as she felt the long serpent tongue circle and tease the folds of her pussy. Deciding that it was her turn to give Spike some pleasure she turned her attention to his dicks, both long like her bow and thick like her cello’s neck. She put her face close to them, taking a big whiff of the musky smell coming from the two. She put her hoof to the one closest to her slowly stroke it, causing Spike to let out a moan. Her hoof was really soft and due to years of playing her cello taught her how to use those hoof their fullest. She moved her hoof around the dick as if she was stroking the strings of a cello. It amazed her how warm it was. It was like it was as warm as a heater somepony would use to sleep at night. Her thoughts soon turned to what it would be like with both of them inside. Soon the other hoof joined the other and her pace increased as the drake’s moaning under her got louder.

She so went to the base the penis she was giving a hoofjob and gave it a long lick, from base to tip. She gave the tip a wet sloppy kiss and started to use her tongue to lick word the dick while her hooves went the lower one to give it some attention. The pleasure Spike was feeling doubled, he decided to aware the mare and finally inserted his tongue in between her folds, his tongue lapping all around the inner walls, making sure to lick every nook and cranny. Octavia stopped licking Spike’s dick like a popsicle for a second to let out a loud moan, she soon returned the favor by plunging his dick into her mouth almost to the base. She bobbed her head up and down as she sucking and circling the dick with her tongue, making sure to completely coat it with her drool. The piano player lets out a large moan into her cunt that sent a massive wave of pleasure through the cello player’s body. She soon slowly pulled the dick out of her mouth a sensual pop, the entire thing was heavily coated with her saliva. She then put her mouth to work on the lower the same treatment as the first. The two musicians were trying to put off their climaxes for as long as they can but it was soon becoming a losing battle, so the black maned mare decided to make the drake under her cum first and doubled her effects. Quickly she could tell from the way the two penises were twitching they were about to blow any second. The mare took the dick out of her mouth, squeeze the two together and put both heads into her mouth while giving the two a hoofjob. This drove the dragon over the edge and came hard into the cello player’s waiting mouth and throat. Cum continuously squirted into her mouth as she made sure to gulp down every last drop. After the flow stopped she pulled her mouth off the dicks and savor the taste of a dragon’s cum. It was saltier than a stallion’s, but it tasted even better than all of her past lovers. With things on her end done for the time being she focuses on the pleasure the dragon under her was giving her and grinding her marehood and flanks against his face.

Not one to be outdone, Spike started to bend his long tongue while still inside to where only the tip of his forked tongue was sticking out. It soon found its way to the mare’s love button. With amazing skill he coiled the tip of his tongue around it to massage it and gently squeezing it, sending wave after wave of immense pleasure, causing Octavia to scream in pleasure that echoed throughout the room and the whole. He soon found out that with every spot he touched inside her and how he moved is tongue around the bulb, it would change the tone, volume, and pitch of the mare’s pleasure induce screams. She once again became his instrument and was making music even more beautiful music than before. It soon became too much for her and a waterfall erupts from her pussy like a bursting dam into his mouth and on his face. He caught as much as he could in his mouth but a lot of it still got on his face, he was just happy that he had his eyes closed. By the time the climax ended Spike’s mouth was filled with cum while his face was almost was cover with the stuff. Not that he was complaining.

The cello player turned around to admire her work and liking what she was seeing. Seeing Spike face coated with her cum was a real turn on and was making her wet even after the massive orgasm. She watched as Spike gulped down the cum in his mouth and then using his long tongue to lick all the cum off his face. To him it tasted like the sweetest honeysuckle he ever had, the arousal he got from the cum was enough for his dicks to return full mast. The very taste was. With a lust filled grin on her face she asked, “You ready for some more, big boy?” At his nod she continued while she point to a wall with no furniture on it. “Good, now stand up and lean against the wall.”

He was a bit surprised by the odd command but he did what he was told. He got up, somewhat shakily, and leaned against the wall while standing, his rods standing at attention. The mare got off the bed positioned herself so that the upper penis was aligning with her marehood.

“So why did you want me to do this?” The drake asked.

With a sexual and somewhat intimidating look on her face she replied, “Ever heard of the phrase, “Wall banging good”?”

With a mixture of excitement and worry Spike asked, “While I’m all up for whatever you got planned we shouldn’t make too much noise, I don’t want disturbed your house mate.”

“Don’t worry, she’s a DJ at some concert in Manehatten. She won’t be back for another week or so. Now, less talking, more fucking!” And with that she bucked her pussy onto the dick, taking it in all at once, her flanks slapping against his hips. It caused both the pony and dragon to let out a loud moan. She then pulled her pussy to the point where just the head of the cock was still inside her and then pushes her pussy back hard as Spike gripped the wall with his claws to keep him in place. Octavia soon picks up her pace, her pussy coming harder and faster with each thrust as her grunts and moans of complete ecstasy mixed with the sounds of her plot slapping against him, and his lower back banging against the wall behind him into an odd melody that drove the mare to put even more force into her bucking. Octavia always loved this position, just bucking away at a stallion’s dick as fast and hard as she could was a really big turn on for her. She knew that she was just seconds away from her climax and was prolonging it for as long as she could. The problem was that the stallions she had done this with either got hurt to some degree or sore. Though from the pleasure filled grunts and moans that wasn’t the case with Spike. “OH YES! *moan* You have no idea how *grunt* much I *groan* needed this! Sweet Celestia,*grunt* your massive drumstick feels *moan* so good!”

Spike was really thankful that he was born a dragon at the moment. While he was almost completely lost in the pleasure with every hard slam sending a sexual jolt throughout his body he knew that this would have probably hurt if he was a stallion. Her pussy was one of the tightest he had ever dealt with while the lower one was created pleasurable friction one her soft stomach. He could already feel his climax was coming faster than Rainbow Dash doing a sonic rainboom. “This is*grunt* amazing! Your pussy *ah* is so tight! It’s *groan* tighter than the *moan* wires of a piano *ah* and you flanks *grunt* feels so *moan* good! I’m *ah* about to *moan*cum soon!”

“I know Spi *ah* Spike, just hold *moan* little longer!” Octavia went speed increased even further and rougher. The slapping sounds of her flanks soon sounded like the sounded like the beating of a drum. After a few minutes they couldn’t hold it in any longer can yelled out in perfect harmony, “I’M CUMMING!!” Their cum was mixing together inside the mare’s pussy than slowly dripped down their while the lower penis was spurted semen on the mare’s stomach and floor. It felt like the dragon’s dick and the mare’s insides were melting from the combined heat. Octavia legs was somewhat shaking as she pulled herself free of Spike’s penis as she lay down on her back on the room’s bed. After the drake unhooked himself from the wall he said, “That was amazing Octavia.”

The mare in question raised her he and gave him a sexual glare and smile that practically oozed lust. “That’s good to know, because we’re not done yet.”

That came as a surprise to the drake, it usually seemed three was the magic number of orgasm the average mare could do before they pass out from exhaustion, but he was realizing that Octavia was not your average mare in more ways than one. He smirked as he could feel his dicks getting hard again as he made his way to the bed. When was on top of the bed he asked the mare, “Where you do you want it and which one?”

“Put the lower one right in my pussy, I want my insides and outside coated with your sperm. And don’t be afraid to get a little rough.” Spike just smirked and thrust his lower dick right into the awaiting pussy, causing the mare to let out a shriek. He grabbed her back legs and started to trust into the mare, he would slowly pull out his dick to the point where it’s almost out and then slammed it back inside hard, sacrificing speed for power. With every thrust Octavia lets out a shriek of pleasure while Spike would let out a grunt of joy and effort. For the third or fourth time that night they made sweet beautiful music through their sex. This was the kind of music that ponies would pay through their nose to listen and start having sex themselves. She could feel every thrust in the back of her throat like a pony hitting a gong. No stallion had ever made her feel like this and she hoped they could do this again in the future. Even if they didn’t she would always remember this feeling.

Soon the time had come for another dual climax and like before they yield out screams of pleasure as if they were singing in perfect harmony. After he pulled his cock out of the mare’s pussy he looked the cello player over to admire his work. Octavia’s pussy was completely overflowing with Spike’s cum and her stomach and face covered in it which she started to scooping up his cum in her hooves and started to drink and lick them until she was completely clean. The erotic site made his dicks as stiff as a board again much to his surprise.

The mare looked at his once again stands dicks and with a smirk said, “I’m surprise you’re still good to go, though I’m not complaining. I believe it’s time for the grand finale.”

By Celestia’s giant ass, this mare is insatiable! Was the thought that went through the drakes mind, though he still had one good fucking left in him.

“Now lean against the bed post and we can finish our session.”

Once again he did as was he did as he was told and lean his back against the bed post and spread out his legs. Octavia got on her hoofs and positioned herself so that the upper dick aligned with her asshole while the lower one aligned with her pussy. The piano player put his hands on her flanks to help guide the awaiting holes to his dicks. Once she felt the head touch the holes she once again slammed down on him, taking in both of his dicks at once, with was easy for her anus to do so since the upper dick was still wet and slippery from the cum from the earlier session. Both moaned in a duet fashion, singers in a musical performance of sex and pleasure. Similar to the wall banging position Octavia hammer away at Spike, with his dick being pulled and pushed into her cunt and anus, only this time Spike joined in on the effort. He timed it so that every thrust would slam into Octavia every time she bucked.

They were feeling pleasure beyond they had every experience. Octavia was drowning in a sea of pleasure, her eyes rolled back into her skull while she openly drool with her tongue hanging out as she moaned and scream in pleasure for all to hear. Spike felt like he was losing his mind to what he was experiencing and at the moment he didn’t mind if he went as mad as Discord, as long as he could continue experiencing the feeling. The combination of the wet slaps of the two dicks and holes slamming together, the moans, grunts, and shrieks of pleasure of the two musicians, the creaking of the bed, and the occasion smack of Spike’s hand to Octavia’s flanks was making music so beautiful and perfect that no orchestra could come close to making such music. Even the gods themselves couldn’t make the music any perfect even if they put their very beings on the line to do so.

Like the old say goes, “all go things must come to an end.” Both of them knew it was coming soon so they both decide to give this duet a big ending. Spike and Octavia gathered their remaining strength and thrust and bucked respectfully at the same time and climax together. The orgasm defied all logic as they came more and harder than any of their other climaxes, it took them a good five minutes before it ended and fell limp on the bed still attached.

The two were beyond tired and happy; the adrenaline from their sex was fading away and being to becoming sleepy. Spike looked at a nearby clock and saw that it was two in the morning. He turned to the mare and asked, “It’s pretty late, mind if I sleep her for the night?” She just nodded still hadn’t quite came down from her cloud nine. Spike picked the mare up, pulled his now limp dicks out of her, lay on the bed, turned her around, and laid her on top of him with their chests against each other. They cuddled against each other, enjoying the others warmth and Octavia was soon fast asleep. Right before he joins her one last thought went through Spike’s mind.

Three down, another nine to go.

Author's Note

DARKPHANTOM13 A.U. Note/Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the music or videos in this chapter.

Alright, that's the Octavia chapter. Up next is Trixie with Riddleja

Chapter by: DARKPHANTOM13

Somewhat Edited/Cleaned Up by: Blood Brandy