Journal of a DJ - Missing Scenes

“Mhh... just five more minutes!”

I was too tired to open my eyes, but I knew it was Octy who had come in and waked me. Who else could enter my room? And of course the overwhelming smell of fresh waffles told me it had to be Octy. The gray mare entered my room with a tablet on her back. She slowly placed it on my bed, then slipped underneath the blanked right next to me. I felt her warm body pressing on my side and how my heart began to beat quicker.

“Octy, c'mon... I'm tired! Can't we eat breakfast later?”

“Oh, Vinyl, I was down in the kitchen for over an hour to make you this breakfast and you don't want it? I'll make a red cross in my calender, the day Vinyl Scratch refused breakfast that even comes to her bed! Are you sick?”

She leaned over me and held one hoof onto my forehead as if she wanted to look if it had fever and giggled.

“Come on, let's eat it. I know you want to. Here, take a smell!”

She placed a plate with a few waffles right under my nose, forcing me to sniff and realize one more time that she was an awesome cook.

“Octy, that's not fair!”

I tried to sound a bit angry, but the fact that I had struggle to suppress a loud laughter made it not really convincing. I finally opened my eyes and was overwhelmed by the huge amount of food she prepared for us. This mare really knew me! And she was right, I was hungry. Of course. I'm always hungry! And maybe our breakfast would be a good moment to talk about what happened last night, I had so many questions in my mind since then. But I just didn't knew how to start this theme. Maybe I should just wait until she started it...

“So, Vinyl, do you actually still use the diary I gave you?”

“Of course, it somehow is... fun. I can't believe I just said that, I'm an egghead... but it's true. I keep it since the day you gave it to me. Why are you asking?”

“Oh, I just was curious. And I'm happy you still write into it. I'm sure this is a thing to be proud of, getting Vinyl Scratch to use her brain for things like writing and reading, voluntary! I really should add this to my CV.”

“Hah, yeah, you probably should do this, after all you're the first pony to make this since I left school. Listen... I have the feeling we should talk about what happened yesterday.”

She froze for a moment, staring at me.

“What is there to talk about? Vinyl, we had sex, we're old enough to deal with that.”

“That's the reason I want to talk about it. We're old enough to know if this was just a unique thing or... a long time condition. What do you think about it?”

“What I think? Listen, I don't want to overtax you, but... I love you. I love you since the day we moved in together, but I never had the courage to tell you, or make the first step. To be honest, you're my first partner for a quite long time, and actually nopony beside you and them knows I'm into mares.”

Whoa. She loves me? What am I supposed to do now? Should I tell her that too? I'm not ready to go this far yet...

“Uhm... thanks, I guess. Don't look at me with these wide opened eyes, Octy. Though they're beautiful... I'm getting distracted. Stop!”

“Haha, it's okay Vinyl, you don't have to say the same thing. Take your time, I know you had some struggle with your former partners, and I don't want to force you to anything you don't want to do. But there is one thing I have to know: Are you even ready for a serious relationship with another mare, me or not me?”

“Of course! Yeah, that sounds a bit weird, though. But to be honest I wanted to try this anyway, and I'd never say no to a mare like you!”

“Aww, thanks, that's nice to hear.”

She smiled happy and placed a soft kiss in my cheek.

“Are you going to tell your parents about... us?”

“Heck no. You don't know them, they're the perfect canterlot-ponies. They'd never be okay with that. One day I will tell them, I can't hide this forever, but I'll try as long as possible.”

We continued our talk a few more minutes until it was finally clear: We were a couple. Isn't that great?

“Hey Vinyl, I've a great idea right now... close your eyes, and don't spy!”

She giggled and left the room while I closed my eyes and held my hooves in front of them. A bit later I heard her coming back, then I felt her warm body sitting on me.

“Open your eyes!”

I did as she said. When I spotted her my chin dropped. She sat there in top of me with a huge bowl of molten chocolate. This breakfast was getting pretty interesting...

“Just keep where you are and let me do all the work.”

I didn't contradict. She stuck her hoof into the hot chocolate, then she trickled it on my chest and finally rubbed it onto my belly and the rest of my chest. This feeling was just indescribably. The hot touch on my skin and the smell of molten chocolate made me randy as buck. Octy kept rubbing the chocolate onto my coat, than she bent down and started licking it up again. Her mouth was totally covered with chocolate when she took the next hooffull out of the bowl and dribbled it onto my mouth, aiming between my lips, but she didn't really hit it. Instead, she bent over again and started licking the chocolate off my face, around me mouth and finally our lips met for a wet, hot, chocolatey kiss.

“Hey Octy, this way you taste even better!”

She rolled her eyes and giggled.

“Shut up, Vinyl.”

“Force me!”

She planted the next kiss on my lips, then she sat up again and continued her hot-chocolate-massage, driving me almost crazy. This was even better than the massage yesterday! She rubbed my chest and let her hooves wander down my body until she reached my hip. She softly stroke down its side, than she kindly caressed my flanks. During all that time she watched me, soaking up every little moan I made and grinning wider and wider the more often I closed my eyes in pleasure for a second.

“Wanna try something new?”

“Whatever you want, Octy...”

“Great! Just let me turn around...”

She stood up laborious and sat down on me again, now on my chest and turning her back towards my face. I started getting an idea of what she intended to do, and I loved it. I waited for her to rearrange her sitting position, then I twined my hooves around her hip and pulled her lower half closer to my head. I actually was a bit surprised by the fact how little she weighted, and she laughed when I almost pushed her against my muzzle.

“Oh yes, I always liked strong mares...”

“Nah, I'm not strong, you're just lightweight!”

I'd gamble away my right hoof that she just rolled her eyes. Anyway, she now bent over and placed her head between my legs, then slipped a tad up so I could do the same. Almost the exact same time we started our work on each other.

It was overwhelming. Of course, our last time was something really special because it was our first time and all, but this here... It's a complete different thing. Not just pleasuring each other one after another, but at the same time changes everything. The more time we spent with licking and rubbing each others pink, the more we slowly grew into a state of ecstasy. But there was no way we could just stop it. Octy lied on top of me, and we both were moaning so loud I'd bet our neighbors could here us, but of course we didn't think about this at such a moment. I still wasn't so sure about what's the best way to simulate her, so I just tried to copy her movements, but her reactions showed me that I did a good job.

Soon we both reached the climax, but we just couldn't stop. We incited each other, the closer one of us got to her orgasm, the more effort she put into giving said to the other, and once we both came we just weren't able to stop it just there, we had to continue, continue, continue... And it was totally worth it. The longer Octys' climax persisted, the more shaky her hooves got, and that combined with the rubbing she did anyway almost made me black out. I couldn't stop moaning, and it slowly grew to a loud screaming. I had no time to take a breath, I felt how my vision blacked out... But I wanted this moment to rest, I wanted Octy to continue forever. My muscles started to cramp, and I felt how my hooves began to flip out as I tried to relax them. Now it was my turn to have these shaky hooves and giving her the feeling she just gave me, and still did. We already came together, but this just brought our satisfaction to a whole new level. This wasn't just an ordinary orgasm, these were... it almost felt like being high. It was our own little world made of pure lust and pleasure. We maintained this state for at least twenty minutes, but slowly we calmed down. We became more quite, though we still were moaning, but not far as loud as just a moment before. Our movements became slower, and after a few more minutes Octy just lay on top of me, both of us breathing heavy in exhaustion.

“Vinyl?”

“Yeah?”

“You're awesome. I swear to Celestia, nopony did to me what you just did... you're just perfect.”

“Hah, yeah, I hear that quite a lot. But I can say the same thing to you. This was... orgasmic.”

She laughed, still lying on top of me and wheezing. I felt her quick breaths and savored the feeling of her weight on my belly and chest, her hot, sweaty body lying on mine. She rested like this for a few minutes, then she turned around and crawled up, lying down next to me, her head resting on my shoulder. I looked at her, kissed her, and just a moment later we both fell asleep.