Rainbowfire (part 2)

The motions of entering the room, closing and locking the door, and stripping off Rainbow Dashes fur tight suit could were so fast that they could easily pass for a new academy record. The smell she released once her soaked suit hit the floor was a mixture of Rainbow Dash after a hard day’s flight and a very needy Dashie, which greatly served to thrill her red hot instructor even further. The two mares wasted little time and fully engaged in locking lips. They awkwardly tumbled to the floor during their messy make out session. They giggled, kissed and rolled around like a couple of high school fillys. Both flyers had an ever growing hot sensation in their loins that longed to be put out, and Rainbow was the first to act, still being very submissive from earlier.

“How much do you want it Dash?” Spitfire asked casting her those ever effective bedroom eyes while getting on the bed.

“More than anything else in Equestria right now…” Rainbow replied with a raspy, lust filled voice as she approached her instructor slowly. Noticing how wet she was Dash took back some of her pride by making another witty comment “And you called ME soft” a smirking Rainbow joked as Spitfire simply spread her legs wide and leaned back, offering herself up “Well…” She said nothing more, as Dash needing nothing more. Spitfire blushed redder then an apple as Rainbow took control of the situation, her breathing escalated seeing the vibrant mane of her pupil headed down between her legs. She held in her breath when finally she felt Rainbow’s tongue touch her inner thigh, dangerously close to her leaking hole. The tease frustrated her but she allowed Dash to continue at her own pace.

Rainbow smirked as she slowly got her revenge. Licking everywhere except the one place Spitfire needed it most. The cocky Wonderbolt gave not so subtle hints, like a moan, and a leg twitch, but Rainbow blew them off as she continued to tease her. She licked those wet lips, and just above her pulsing clit, but intentionally avoided getting to where she knew she was most wanted.

Spitfire was seeing black spots and her rear hooves were shaking with no control over them. She had enough and grabbed her student by the mane with her well worked wing, pulled her back, then shoved her arrogant student muzzle first right where she desperately craved that mares tongue.

Poor Dashie did not see the attack coming, but she knew exactly what to do now before making Spitfire even worse. She started slipping her tongue in and out of the wet honey pot that was before her. The taste was slightly bitter, but strangely addicting. Each slurp of her constricted walls quickly prompted the next, going into a cycle of mare carpet munching. Dash was a little happy that Spitfire shoved her there now; she was starting to tease herself with all that ‘beating around the bush’ so to speak.

Spitfire sighed in Celestia blessed relief as the energetic Pegasus below her worked her hole with skill. The way her tongue ever so slowly went into her and then quickly retreated…her furry muzzle rubbing against her joy buzzer…sweet shining starts this mare knew how to munch box.

Not to mention Dash loved every second of it. Eating out her hero? So AWESOME! Her measured licks became wilder and even more animal like as she started licking the whole area like a dog would from a bowl of water. At he end of each lick she would flick her tongue over her captains clit. It was then that Rainbow heard something very amusing, (and would never let her brash instructor forget). At the end of every flick of her tongue, Spitfire would moan like a little filly. No matter how fast she did it, or how slow, every flick got that cute little moan from her. Rainbow played around a little with her new noise maker, going very slowly and drawing out a long sexy moan, or doing a rapid series of licks making her sound like a mare getting done up against a wall by a well hung stallion.

Spitfire was panting heavily as sweat started to build on her forehead and everywhere else on her body. She was so hot she felt like she was in the sauna after a show. It was dripping down her chest and over her legs even. When Rainbow would break away from Spitfire’s puffed lips, she licked some of the sweat up from her thighs which tasted very salty. It also gave Spitfire just enough cool down time to extend the feelings the cyan pony was giving her. This was even better then the time she had a fling with a unicorn who used his magic to excite all her areas at once. Apparently nothing beats a mares tongue.

“W-where did you learn to do t-this?” Spitfire breathlessly asked, truly curious where she got all this skill. Rainbow pulled away long enough to take a few quick breaths and answered “Me and Fluttershy were really close…” and quickly went back to work, keeping her teacher on the edge. Rainbow then displayed the skill with which she could operate her wings, by bringing one wing over to her own pussy and sliding it in an out a few times. Then she pulled out her dripping wet wing and used her hooves to spread open Spitfire’s flanks. Spitfire hardly registered what the tricky flyer was up to, and realized only too late what her intentions were. Before she could raise a voice in protest, Rainbow started teasing Spitfire ‘s delicate plot hole with her now wet wing. Her cry to stop was quickly reduced to a pathetic moan which steadily grew in volume with each breath, until she was moaning for more.

Rainbow Dash spread those yellow flanks ever further and with a strong shove, she pushed her wing into the unused back door of Spitfire. She cried out in brief pain from the intense new feeling, but it faded quickly thanks to its small size and it lubrication. Rainbow’s licking also made the pain hard to remember. Wanting to tend to herself as well, Rainbow used her unused wing to give her own twat a similar treatment. Rainbow slowly pumped her wing in and out of Spitfire’s tail hole while licking and sucking her clit, assaulting her on both ends, while also working her own pussy with her other wing.

Spitfire couldn’t take much more and she grabbed Rainbows head with her wings, holding her face in place. This signaled Rainbow Dash to go into over drive, nothing able to take away the smile she wore on the inside, not even the rough way Spitfire was pulling her mane. In fact it only worked to make her hornier. Her pussy drenching her wing was solid proof of that.

The room was full of the smells of both mares getting worked over by Rainbow Dash, and the sounds of Rainbow noisily slurping away at Spitfires pussy. Any stallion stupid enough to enter this room would get his hard by the smell alone, not to mention the sight he’d see. Luckily Spitfire’s room was off limits, so no random stallions or mares would walk in on this.

Rainbow’s plot plundering wing was getting tired from forcing itself into the reluctant hole of Spitfire and the fact that The captain was clenching on it so hard caused more pain, so she just left it there. The breath of both mares reached a fever pitch and like the apex of a song, both mares moaned in ecstasy as the long awaited orgasm rocked both their bodies harder than any flying stunt short of a sonic rainboom could. Spitfire’s plot hole clamped down so hard in her moment of climax that Rainbow felt she might break something, but she was in so much pleasure she’d hardly notice as she made a small puddle on the floor below her, dripping off her wing.

As both mares took several deep breaths to calm down, Rainbow painfully removed both her wings from their respective holes and rested them to her sides as she fell unto her back. Spitfire was panting as she fell to her back long ago…or at least it felt long ago. After what felt like an hour of afterglow, but was really only ten minutes Spitfire sat up rubbing her eyes. She looked down at the passed out mare and chuckled. She looked to the clock and decided she had some time. She hefted the surprisingly light pony up into the bed with her and pulled her back close against her chest. She covered them both with a blanket and circled her wing around Rainbow in a Pegasus embrace. Her last thoughts being that of worry.

Instructors were forbidden from intimate relationships with students.

Author's Note

Well, thank you all for the support! I really didn't expect this to take off so quickly. Sorry if I didn't make it to your page to thank you personally, college has been keeping me busy. That's also why this chapter is a bit shorter then the first. Either way I hope you all enjoyed chapter two; "Playing with Fire"!