“I...I'm not sure about this, Dash.”
Rainbow Dash chuckled as she adjusted the web cam a final time and returned to her kneeling position on the bed. “Lighten up, Flutters.” She smoothed a crease from her short skirt and made sure her small breasts were given just the right amount of boost from her chosen turquoise bra. “It's nothing we haven't done before.”
Fluttershy cast another nervous look at the monitor. Her and Dash's images were reflected by the broadcasting camera Dash had only earlier installed. She frowned at her own yellow bra and pleated skirt. “We've never worn outfits like this... and we've also never done it in front of people before.” She added in a nervous whisper.
Dash laughed again and took in her girlfriend's smooth white skin. Unconsciously, she licked her lips a little. “Relax, babe. It's not like anybody we know's gonna be watching. Right?”
Fluttershy narrowed her eyes. “As if them being complete strangers makes it better?”
Dash shrugged, reached back over, and clicked the 'START BROADCAST' button before Fluttershy could protest anymore. “It'll be okay, butterfly.” She leaned down, hovering her body just above the curvier girl's. “I turned off the chat box so we won't be pressured into doing anything we're not comfortable with, I gave us super hard to figure out user names...”
Fluttershy's look did not change. “Runner20 and NeuterTree are awful user names, by the way.”
Dash ignored her. “...and, my favorite part.” She lowered herself and dragged her tongue down Fluttershy's ear just the way she liked. The response was immediate; a shudder and a low moan.
Victory.
“What... what's your favorite part?” Fluttershy fought to speak through her building arousal.
Dash's whisper was hot in her ear. “I get to show these people just how hard I can make you cum.”
Fluttershy's last feeble reserve broke and she began sucking on Dash's neck, tugging on her multicolor locks.
Dash hissed in pleasure and pulled away just enough to meld her lips to Fluttershy's in a heated kiss.
Their tongues collided and wrestled as their hands roamed this way and that over their scantily clad bodies. The air was filled with the sound of deep-throat moans and the rustle of flesh on flesh.
Dash reached behind the timid girl and unclasped her bra with practiced ease. She tossed it across the room and bent to capture one candy-pink nipple in her panting mouth.
Fluttershy arched into the carnal kiss, clutching desperately at her plump breast with one hand and keeping the other tied in Rainbow Dash's hair. She whispered broken words of encouragement as her girlfriend ravaged her just the way she liked.
Dash alternated between scraping the nipple with her teeth and caressing it with her learned tongue. She and Fluttershy had been sleeping together nearly as long as they'd been dating and she took great pride in knowing every single button to get her pink-topped lover off. When the nipple was sufficiently hard, Dash sucked it lewdly, pulling until it emerged from her mouth with a wet pop. Without missing a beat, she pulled Fluttershy's kneading hand from her other breast and set about repeating the process.
Fluttershy's deft fingers stroked the sensitive skin on Rainbow Dash's neck. She felt the goosebumps rising there and felt herself smiling through her lust. Her athletic beauty's greatest weakness was her neck and throat. How many times had she left hickeys there the size of large spider bites? She couldn't remember with the worship currently being heaped upon her chest.
Once both nipples were nice and erect, Dash pulled herself back just long enough to toss off her own bra before leaning back down and claiming the girl's lips again. She moaned as the hard nipples brushed against her own, the wonderful friction better than anything she could ever manage by her lonesome. She pulled away from the kiss and began to plant her lips in a trail down the other girl's body.
Fluttershy tried to pout at the abruptness of the end of the kiss but found the growing heat between her legs wouldn't let her. Every kiss, every lick that brought her girlfriend closer to her center made her arousal grow greater and greater. Without thinking about it, she turned her head and looked into the web cam
How many were there now? Ten? Twenty? Fifty?
Goodness, why did she find that so hot?
Dash finally reached her prize and yanked down Fluttershy's pink panties without bothering with the skirt. Her mouth watered at the sight of her girl's moist slit and she resisted the urge to simply dive in. A devious thought occurred and she clambered to her knees.
“Why'd you stop?” Fluttershy whined.
Dash said nothing. Instead she reached over, grabbed the web cam, and handed it to the blushing beauty beneath her. “Hold tight.”
“Why?”
Dash resumed her position and spread Fluttershy's legs again. “Because all our viewers are about to see how good I am at this.” She winked at the camera and dragged her tongue up the other girl's soaking lips.
Fluttershy cried out at the sudden contact and nearly dropped the camera. Quickly, she pushed herself up on her elbows and pointed the lens at her talented girlfriend and her even more talented tongue.
Dash began to eat her out in earnest now. She knew every inch of Fluttershy's body like she knew every running trail in town, but it was the timid girl's sex that was her favorite part. She used her tongue to tease the birth-mark on her inner thigh and followed it up with a long circular path all the way around the organ. Using two fingers, she spread the pale skin and blew lightly on the exposed pink flesh.
Fluttershy moaned and tried to steady her hands so they wouldn't shake the camera as much. “P...p... please don't tease me, Dashie...”
Dash peered up from below and grinned. “Tell them what you want, then.”
“...but you know what I want.”
“Not me, baby; them.” She pointed a finger at the camera before trailing it down Fluttershy's belly and teased it along her entrance. “Tell them what you want me to do.”
Fluttershy gulped, actually trembling with anticipation. “I want you to... to lick me.”
“Are you sure that's all? I was just doing that.”
Fluttershy shook her head. “N...no. Lick... lick in... inside...”
“Louder, baby. Loud enough they can hear you.”
Fluttershy choked and finally forced the words. “I need your tongue inside me, Dashie. I need it in me right naaaaaaowwwww!” Her plea faded into a prolonged moan of contentment as Dash's strangely prehensile tongue slid inside her.
Dash went to work, working her tongue all around the wet cavern that was her girlfriend's pussy. She slurped greedily at the juices that ran past her pink muscle and felt her own hand drifting down to pleasure herself as more nectar dripped down her chin. She pulled her tongue out and replaced it with a finger, pumping it in and out as she tongued the moaning girl's clit. “That what you wanted, baby?”
Fluttershy was beyond words at this point. She could only nod frantically as she cried out every time Dash's tongue caressed her button.
Dash added a second finger and lightly sucked on the nerve in her mouth. She grinned as she watched Fluttershy's grip on the camera increase so much the camera nearly broke. “You gonna cum, baby?”
“Uh... uh huh.” Fluttershy managed to force out. “Don't... don't stop.”
“Point the camera at your face. I want everyone to see you when you let go.”
Fluttershy didn't object. She turned the camera and arched her back as her climax drew closer. “D...Dash...”
In a move she'd been using to finish her girlfriend off for months now, Dash switched her tongue and finger positions without missing a beat. She pushed her tongue as deep as she could inside her and used her fingers to rapidly vibrate the clitoris.
Fluttershy came with a strangled cry and a rush of fluid. Her nerves danced beneath her skin just as they did every time Dash pleasured her.
Dash drank her lover's nectar and continued strumming her clit as she rode her orgasm down. She slowed the movements bit by bit, like a clock running down. When Fluttershy was reduced to a panting mess, she wiped her mouth clean on her girlfriend's thigh and climbed back up. She took the camera and put it back on the desk where the viewers could again enjoy the whole show. She leaned down and kissed her, slow and deep. A lover's kiss.
Fluttershy could only moan contentedly when it ended. “What's next?”
Dash smiled. “That's my girl.” She looked around the room and found her prize sitting on the nearby chest of drawers. “We haven't played with the Lord of Chaos in a while, have we?”
Fluttershy shook her head no and offered a grin of her own. “He's got fresh batteries, though.”
Dash laughed and jumped from the bed. “You are the best girlfriend ever.” She quickly doffed her own skirt and panties before crossing to the strap-on. The Dickord Model 2, or the Lord of Chaos as she and Fluttershy had come to lovingly refer to it, wasn't the biggest plastic phallus in the world, but it more than suited their needs. The red and gray tube was roughly eight inches in length and three in diameter with a special vibrating attachment for the... wearer. Dash pulled on the toy and adjusted the straps so that the buzzer was directly over her own dripping sex. She turned to find that Fluttershy had also disposed of her skirt and was now watching her with what could only be described as a kind of hunger. “Why don't you explain to the boys and girls at home exactly how his Lordship works.” She said, standing next to the bed so the camera could see everything.
Fluttershy got on her knees and encircled the strap-on in one hand. “The toy has a special vibrator in the base that gives the user a bit of additional pleasure when the toy experiences friction.” To demonstrate, she began to slowly stroke the plastic penis.
A dull buzz began down below and Dash moaned as the slightest of vibrations rolled through her. “Don't tease me, Shy.”
“Just explaining how it works, Dashie.” Fluttershy was in the driver's seat now and she knew it. “The more friction the device detects, the harder the buzz. The electronics aren't picky, either. It works with almost any back and forth motion. From stroking...” She stroked a little faster.
Rainbow Dash actually whined this time. “Shy...”
“...to something like this.” Fluttershy eagerly slid the rod into her mouth and began to bob her head up and down the length. She hummed in tune with the buzzer as it got stronger and stronger according to her motions.
Dash's knees buckled slightly and she bunched a fist in the girl's long pink hair. “Oh, just like that, baby. Don't stop.”
Fluttershy had no intention of stopping. She deep-throated the toy, loving the way she could feel the vibrations in her larynx, She hadn't been kidding about how easy the toy was to manipulate. It still counted the swirling of her tongue around the shaft as friction.
Dash moaned and resisted the urge to buck her hips. “Butterfly, I think it's time for the main...” She bit her lip as Fluttershy suckled on the tip. “...the main event.”
Fluttershy pulled away and nodded, preparing to lay down.
“No.” Dash stopped her, desperate to reassert her dominance. “On all fours. Facing the camera.”
Fluttershy looked back, one of her bangs falling across her eye. “So everyone can see?”
Dash smiled and shook her head. “Not just them. I want you to see the look on your face while I'm fucking you.”
Fluttershy would've sooner walked on hot coals before admitting how much Dash's dirty talk turned her on.
Dash watched as the pale flesh of her lover's smooth ass came into view. She watched as she bent over fully, revealing how wet and ready she was for what was to come. She climbed onto the bed, on her knees, and teased the tip at the entrance. “You all framed up?”
Fluttershy checked the camera, ensured that she could see herself in the monitor... and winked without realizing it.
They both gasped as the strap-on sank into her soft, yielding flesh. The vibrator began to buzz lowly as Dash pushed as far in as she could. She kept going until she felt the burning flesh of Fluttershy's thighs on her own. “You ready?”
Overwhelmed at the familiar sensation of being filled, Fluttershy could only nod. She loved this part, this moment when the two young women became one thanks to the wonders of technology. She loved that feeling of togetherness, the warmth and love between them. Mostly though, she loved what came next.
Because Dash started fucking her.
And she did... not... stop.
Dash's habits with the Lord of Chaos were unpredictable. Sometimes she used it to make love, slow and sweet as sugar. Other times she would alternate, keeping the sex going as long as she could.
And sometimes she did this; using all of her athlete's strength, speed, and stamina to just rail her until she could no longer think straight.
Fluttershy watched her own face contort in pleasure on the computer's monitor. She cried out as Dash drove the toy into her again and again and again, never slowing or stopping. She couldn't see Dash's face in the screen, but she could imagine her gritted teeth and hard breaths. She squealed lightly with each thrust, clutching the covers beneath her and losing all sense of control.
She felt her climax building already as she forced her eyes open to peer into the screen again. Her tongue was hanging out and there was a dazed look in her eyes. She wanted to say something, so something to acknowledge the people watching her but found she was unable; Dash was just fucking her too good.
She began to move her hips back in time against Dash's, helping build a rhythm and more friction. She hoped that Dash's orgasm would be just as great as hers was going to be.
Dash mechanically thrust the strap-on in and out of her girlfriend’s waiting temple. She grasped the curvier girls hips and pulled her back in time with the thrusts, trying to get deeper and deeper inside. The vibrator was going nuts and she found herself crying out in time with Fluttershy, every thrust pushing the buzzer directly into her clit. She pumped faster and faster. She tried to say something, to ask if Fluttershy was close yet. All she could do was fall forward.
Fluttershy felt Dash fall onto her back but remained in her position. Dash's thrusts hadn't stopped and neither had her building orgasm. She felt her breath coming out in time with Dash's thrusts and cried out again as her girlfriend's hands found her swaying breasts. She looked in the screen again... and time seemed to freeze.
Her face was flushed, coated in sweat. Dash's face was right next to hers, itself just as she'd imagined it. Here they were, connected and bringing each other to the highest of highs... with who knows how many people watching.
One of Dash's hands slid down and brushed her clit.
Fluttershy watched her face contort as her climax tore through her. Her eyes slammed shut and she arched beneath her lover, calling her name in ecstasy as pleasure rushed through her like a tidal wave.
Dash felt Fluttershy come and let that thought, along with the now at top speed buzzer, to push her over her own edge. She felt herself clench and lost what little strength there had been in her legs. Her full weight collapsed on Fluttershy.
Fluttershy was pushed to the bed, her arms shooting out in front of her.
They struck the camera and it fell to the ground.
The pair lay there, basking in their afterglow and enjoying the feel of each others warm sweat on the others skin. Dash's stamina let her recover first and she planted a kiss on Fluttershy's cheek.
Not content with that, Fluttershy turned her own head to plant the slowest, most romantic kiss she could on her athletic lover. “You were right.” She panted when they parted. “That was fun.”
Dash laughed and pulled the toy from Fluttershy's body. “See, I told you.” Smiling like a deviant, she flipped the other girl onto her back.
Fluttershy squeaked in surprise and raised an eyebrow when she saw Dash lining the Lord of Chaos up with her sex once again. “Want me to grab the camera?”
Dash slid back in easily, their gathered juices providing more than enough lubricant. She settled herself on top of her beautiful amazing girlfriend and kissed her with every ounce of love she could muster. “I think we've made love to the camera enough for today.” She whispered when they parted.
“Fuck the camera.” Fluttershy giggled, nipping at Rainbow Dash's nose. “Make love to me.”
“You are the best girlfriend ever.”
They did.
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Now that the video was gone, the viewers of the show could only hear the lovers enjoying each others bodies.
Pinkie Pie pouted as she pulled her hand from under her skirt. “Ah, nuts. Just when it was getting good.”
Applejack said nothing, having long departed the room with an equally in a hurry Rarity in tow. The only explanation they offered was that they had some shopping to do.
The room's only other occupant, the studious Twilight Sparkle (who insisted she'd only been watching out of purely scientific interest) shrugged and fidgeted in her seat. “So long as we're here, we might as well see if there's any other couples on right now.”
“Great idea!” Pinkie hovered the mouse over “NEXT CAMERA” and clicked. The screen changed to another couple in mid-coitus; a man on his back while a woman rode him like there was no tomorrow. “Aw yeah, now we're talkin!'” The pink-haired girl cheered before returning her fingers to their earlier work.
Twilight cocked her head. They couldn't see either person's face, but there was something about their bodies that seemed familiar. Where had she seen them before? At the pool? But she only ever used the family pool... “Pinkie, change the channel. Right now.”
Pinkie looked at her confusedly, not slowing her fingers in the slightest. “Uh... why?”
“Because that's my br...!” She caught herself as two more female bodies entered the frame. These two were statuesque, almost Amazonian compared to the other two. Their hair was so long, it reached past the camera.
One's hair was like a flowing rainbow.
The other a river in the dark of night.
The two new bodies climbed onto the bed and basically attacked the riding woman's breasts. Pleasured moans soon filled the air.
Twilight thought about it, shrugged, and made to unbutton her jeans. “Never mind. The pros outweigh the cons.”
Author's Note
I was challenged a very long time ago to write a clopfic. I always intended to win that challenge.
Last night, I downed a Red Bull and sat down to edit another story. Instead I wrote this in three hours.
I'm so confused...
