So Far...

ONE MONTH HAS ELAPSED

I stood between Surprise and Wavechill on a balcony looking over the Cloudsdale Cloudiseum, the seats filled to capacity in a multicolored throng of pegasi cheering and anticipating a good show. A camera crew stood on the balcony below us, brashly gloating that they are broadcasting in 1080pony HD. 25 contenders are lined up at the gate, one by one to show their skills and hope to join the Wonderbolts. Rainbow happened to be towards the back, not because she was afraid like in the Young Fliers Competition 2 years back, but rather because that’s just where she ended up.

“Contestant #1... SNOWFLAKE!” the announcer shouted, and an extremely bulked up pegasus with tiny wings and a dumbbell cutie mark stepped to the center of the Cloudiseum.

“YEAAAAAH!” he yelled, flexing his biceps. “YEAAAAAH!” he yelled again, flexing them again in a different position. This went on for about 30 more seconds until Spitfire yelled “NEXT!” and the announcer shooed him back under the stands.

“Contestant #2... CLOUDCHASER!” the announcer yells again. A lavender pegasus with ice blue hair flies out and begins to do some aerial maneuvers such as loops and corkscrews.

“Not bad...” said Rapidfire. “But we definitely need to see something better.” added Spitfire. “NEXT!”

“Contestant #3... TWISTER, DIZZY!”

A few more contestants appeared, performing nice moves, but nothing noticeably Wonderbolts material. The fans have died down by now, not shouting until a decent maneuver was performed.

Right as the 6th contestant performed, a loud cry came from behind us.

“Sir! Get back!” a royal guard pegasus commanded.

“You don’t understand! I need to talk to Misty!”

Misty retreated behind Fire Streak, as if she recognized the voice.

“No I have to talk to her! This is important!”

“Sir!” another pegasus guard yelled. “Stand back or I will tase you!”

“Please I need a word with her I’m her ex-boyfriend go ask h- AUGHACHACHACHACH!”

“Don’t make me tase you again!”

By now the pegasus began crying. “Please just for a minute” *sob* “I need to- AUGHACHACHACHACHACHACHACHACHACHACHACHACH”

“Fine I guess I’ll just go away the- AUGHACHACHACHACHACHACHACHACHACHACHACHACH”

Misty, now too, began crying, but everypony’s attention returned back to the performance at the stadium.

“This is what I meant” Soarin said. “Relationships with someone who becomes a Wonderbolt tend to fray pretty badly.”

“Spitfire?” a pegasus that looked very similar to Spitfire asked.

“Yes Blaze?”

“Why is the medic helping us judge?”

I felt a bit offended.

“He says he knows quite a bit about aviation from Earth, and he isn’t doing much harm here. Isn’t that right Arthur?”

“Yeah I guess” I replied, trying not to sound sappy.

“Contestant #10... THUNDERLANE!” A black pegasus with a light blue Mohawk takes the field and immediately soars into the sky until he is just a black dot. We all squint our eyes, trying to see him behind the glare of the sun, and he darts downwards, one hoof extended in front of him, flapping his wings wildly.

“What’s he trying to do?” Rapidfire asked, intrigued.

“I think... he’s trying to break Mach One...” Wavechill said, stunned.

“It won’t work.” I said flatly and somberly.

“Why do you think not?” asked Spitfire, curious as to my reasoning.

“First off, his technique is all wrong, you dive with both forehooves extended, not ‘superman’ style. Also, he is diving straight down. The move is best performed on a very steep angle, but not directly down like he’s doing. I see potential in this colt, he even has a cutie mark resembling Rainbow’s, but I really don’t see him joining without professional training. He’s just going to end up running out of time without doing anything significant.”

“Interesting thinking.” Spitfire said with a straight face, sounding uninterested. She had the rare talent of disguising any emotion at will. Soarin often jokes if she didn’t have a flaming lightning bolt cutie mark, it would then most likely be a poker cutie mark. She reciprocates the joke saying if Soarin didn’t have a winged lightning bolt cutie mark, he would have a cutie mark resembling a large vacuum sucking up a pile of pies.

Thunderlane was back in viewable distance now. A Mach Cone has formed around his extended hoof, growing slightly larger with each passing second. He was nearing the ground of the stadium now, and the crowd was going wild.

“He’s at 800 kph! 2/3 of the speed of sound!” the announcer shouted. “900kph! 950kph!”

Suddenly Thunderlane realized he could not possibly pull the maneuver off and flailed his wings the other way, trying to slow himself down. He successfully slowed his descent, but not nearly fast enough, stumbling a lot in the process, and landed face first in the cloud, hard as concrete to a pegasus, and lay there motionless.

“MEDIC!” the announcer yelled. Some of the Wonderbolts had already sprung into action and flew to his aid.

“Alright, let’s go” Spitfire said, grabbing me like Rainbow used to and flew me gently down to the cloud below as royal guard ponies kept the eager media back. Two staff pegasi helped him up. Though dazed, he said he was able to walk off and he did.

“Maybe next time” Spitfire said, chuckling, and lifted me back up to our balcony.

“And now contestant #11... HOOVES, DERPY!” [silence] “Derpy? *Indistinct talking in the background* Oh dear, that sounds painful. *More indistinct talking* Will she be ok? *More indistinct talking* Well may Celestia be with her. Alright, contestant #12... Rainbow...” *Every Wonderbolt gasps* “...shine. Rainbowshine, please perform.” “And now contestant #12... contestant #14... contestant #17... #18... 21...” the announcer kept announcing. “Contestant #23... DASH, RAINBOW!”

Every Wonderbolt grew excited. They knew this was the one mare that would not disappoint. She darted into the sky immediately, only followed by a long streak of rainbow. She dove from much lower than Thunderlane, but then again she didn’t need the altitude. However, she wasn’t simply content with doing another sonic rainboom. As a Mach cone formed around her, she flew through clouds, sucking them with her so that they trained behind her. Right at the base of the stadium she finally performed the sonic rainboom, sending a massive shockwave throughout the Cloudiseum, knocking anypony standing over, did a roll in midair, and perfectly stuck the landing, standing spread eagle as the clouds that trailed her exploded into a fine mist, creating a rainbow across the grounds.

“Damn she’s good” said Soarin, whose jaw had dropped to the ground.

“We’re going to need to talk to her” said Spitfire, with a bright smile across her face.

The next few performances were short and uneventful, after which the Wonderbolts did a performance of their own flying synchronized doing dives and loops and then flying into each other and pulling up last second, after which the Equestrian national anthem was played and everypony left.

*

“Hey Dash!” Spitfire called as Rainbow prepared to leave. “We have to talk to you!”

Rainbow gave out an excited squee and followed Spitfire into the VIP section where the rest of the Wonderbolts, including me, were sitting.

“Now Dash, this is an important decision which you should not take lightly. Becoming a Wonderbolt is life-changing. Do you want to join?”

Rainbow mockingly sat down and scratched her head for a moment, then sprung back up.

“Uh, YEAH!”

“Great. You’re in.”

“You really scared me for a second there, rookie!” Soarin said, munching away at a pie. “Welcome to the Wonderbolts!”

Rainbow smiled from ear to ear and tried her best not to squee again.

“Once we get to Canterlot we can outfit you with a uniform and get you a place to sleep.”

“Not you again!” yelled a pegasus guard.

“I just really need to talk to Misty! She didn’t even say good-bye to our colt B-AUGHACHACHACHACHACHACH!”

I felt relieved that now that Rainbow’s a Wonderbolt, at least THAT won’t happen between us.

*

We arrived at the hangars right as the sun was setting.

“I guess it’s dinner time” High Winds said, flying to the middlemost hangar, followed by a few other Wonderbolts who didn’t bother to run to their rooms to put their goggles away so they didn’t sit on their foreheads. I and Dash followed them to the hangar where a feast was set out for us. Celery sticks, stuffing, salad, ice cream, lettuce and tomato sandwiches, and basically everything except for meat. This was getting annoying. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Soarin eating a fruit salad.

“What, no pie?” I asked partially with genuine curiosity but mostly from shock.

“Nah, I love pie but honestly if I eat it like 3 times a day it stuffs up my plumbing pretty bad. I speak from experience.”

I thought that fruit salad looked pretty good so I scooped myself some and helped myself. After dinner we had another meeting but I didn’t see Rainbow for much of the evening. Spitfire was talking about a rescheduling, which unfortunately didn’t give us more sleep time, and about a rich kid from Canterlot who booked Soarin and Wave Chill for a private party. Then because we had a “great day” we watched an old movie about a pony who moves to the suburbs. It was a pretty sappy movie, Rainbow walked out half way through because it was so lame, whereas Soarin started crying when he had to leave his pet chicken behind.

I went to my room and laid in bed, thinking about Ponyville and the ups and downs of being a Wonderbolt. I pulled a Then suddenly there was a knocking at my door. I saw a muzzle and 2 dark pink eyes looking into my room.

“Hey Rainbow. You can come in.”

Rainbow walked in, looking shyly at me in bed.

"So, yeah, first day of being a Wonderbolt... sounds like cause for celebration."

“What are you suggesting?”

“Let’s fuck again!” She asked with an excited face.

"Then why are you just standing there, you waitin for an invite?"

She unzipped her uniform and threw it on the floor, as did I with mine, and she climbed on top and plunged her tongue into my mouth as usual, and the blanket between her legs was getting soaked.

“What do you say me and you pull some G’s?” Rainbow asked.

“You mean you want to cross flight paths?” I asked.

“Ah, that is so sappy!”

“Come on, just play along!” I said, making Rainbow laugh some more.

“Ok then” she said in an artificially deeper voice. “Ready for docking at your command, Major. Fire when ready!”

At this time we were both laughing at the silliness of the roleplaying we had been doing, after which she crawled lower and inserted my member into her mouth, right as Soarin opened the door while trying to knock. Rainbow’s pupils contracted and she shot her head up, leaving a string of saliva hanging from her mouth.

“Oh hey, sorry for disturbing you two, it’s just Spitfire has something important to do.”

Spitfire walked out from behind Soarin with a smug look, unzipped her uniform and threw it on the ground. Rainbow’s wings shot out from behind her. Soarin followed her lead, except instead of taking his uniform completely off, he just unzipped it up to his waist, letting his balls and penis hang out, slowly getting larger.

“Ummm...” Rainbow and I both stammered simultaneously.

“You see, as per the contract both of you signed without reading through, like every Wonderbolt, we must have an orientation. It’s tradition.” Spitfire said calmly.

“Are you ok with this Rainbow?”

“I was just about to say...”

“Oh and If you don’t...” Spitfire added. “That’s grounds for dismissal.”

“Well you know” Rainbow said. “This is for our jobs... but you know I’m the element of loyalty, I wouldn’t cheat on you!”

“I guess it isn’t cheating if I let you...”

“Awe, come on it’s going to be fun” Soarin said with a bright, sincere smile.

“Yeah, what’s the point of being coltfriend/marefriend if it means we have to pass us opportunities like this?”

“You’ve been waiting for this a long time, huh?”

“Oh, big time” Rainbow said with a smirk.

Soarin hopped onto my bed and greeted Rainbow’s face with his now long, throbbing, light blue pink-tipped member. Rainbow took him into her mouth and he began hoofing her.

“Hey” Spitfire said seductively, laying down on my bed on her back, her head facing me. “You’re a rookie too, and since we haven’t officially broken you in yet, you get me for the night.”

She put her forehooves under my arms and threw me over her, my head landing between her legs. I got the message.

“You’ve done this before, haven’t you?” she asked as I explored her, after which she took me into her mouth too.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Rainbow sucking on Soarin, sweating bullets as he continued to hoof her hard. Suddenly she stopped and pulled him out.

“Oh you better not finish on me yet. We literally just got started!” Soarin said intrigued, pulling his hoof out to stop stimulating her. Rainbow sat up and concentrated for a bit.

“Ok I think I’m fine now.” She said, blushing.

“You really scared me there.” Soarin said, shoving his dick back in her mouth. “I thought I was going to have to spend the night with myself again...”

He wiped off his hoof on my bed and inserted the other one back into Rainbow.

“Why’d you slow down?” asked Spitfire.

“Oh sorry I was just watching Rainbow.”

Soarin giggled and Rainbow playfully flicked me on the forehead.

“Alright I think we’re plenty warmed up” said Spitfire, sitting up then pushing me down, laying on top of me, with a big smirk on her mouth and a look on her face saying she wasn’t nearly done with me.

“I think we’re more than ready” agreed Soarin as he got behind Rainbow.

Spitfire lifted herself up and slid herself back down on me. “Oooh” she exclaimed, her juices running down my leg. “Well aren’t you gonna do your part or are you just a doll I’m playing with?”

With that, I flipped her over, almost colliding with Soarin, spread her lips, and began thrusting into her.

“There you go!” she said excitedly. I began palming her nipples. Her tits were flat to her body, just like Rainbow’s. I guess that helps a lot with her aerodynamics.

I saw Soarin again going in and out of Rainbow’s flank. Rainbow wasn’t making much noises apart from the seldom “Oh my gosh”, opposed to Soarin’s grunts; she just lay there, her butt up in the air, her head on my pillow, her tongue sticking out of the huge grin on her mouth, her eyes rolled to the top of her head. I was sincerely happy she was having a good time.

Spitfire’s tongue was sticking out the side of her smirk as she pressed her forehooves against my hands on her tits, pushing them harder onto her. “This is your only freebie” she informed me. “I suggest you make the most of it, because if you want more of this you’ll have to work for it.”

“Are you asleep?” Soarin asked Rainbow, since she wasn’t doing much.

“No, I think she’s just having her fillyhood dreams fulfilled.” I replied.

“Oh really?” Soarin chuckled. “And what might those be?”

“Spending the night with a Wonderbolt” she said under her breath.

Soarin chuckled again. “So am I!”

This time Spitfire laughed too. “Well it looks like ol’ Soarin here likes you, maybe this won’t be a one-time thing.”

Rainbow attempted to say something but it was drowned out by the spit drooling out of her mouth. Everyone’s breathing had become shallower and Soarin and Spitfire, and I guess I also, began sweating profusely. Spitfire’s mane, like Rainbow’s, had begun to stick to her coat and forehead.

“Final stretch, rookie” she said, panting. “You’re going to have to speed it up!”

I went in and pulled out faster and harder than earlier, and Spitfire’s eyes began dilating. She liked that a lot.

“Oh yeah. Here it comes!” she said, closing her eyes and gripping the bedsheets as best a pony could. As she came, she squirted all over me, and it ran down my leg like a river.

“By the way” Soarin said belatedly. “Spitfire is a serious squirter.”

I was overcome by this and I rammed into her wet pussy one last time, blowing my load all over her insides. Rainbow came right then too, spilling her juices all over my nice and clean bedsheets, and she collapsed on them, panting. Soarin was the last to finish, screaming in a very high-pitched voice that made us all laugh and made him blush heavily, all the while shooting his filling on my pillow, down Rainbow’s back, and on her flank, and it slowly dripped down between her legs, making her shudder. All four of us lay there for a minute, taking in what just happened, and I tried to wipe Spitfire’s juices off my leg, only to be confronted with more of Rainbow’s covering the sheets.

“Whoo, that was fun.” I said shallowly, trying not to waste my breath.

“Oh, you don’t think we’re done yet, do you?” asked Spitfire in a voice in which you couldn’t tell if she was serious or just trolling you. “We still have all night!”

“I think I’m out of commission for a bit.” I said, pointing to my dick, shining from it being covered in all sorts of juices, now hanging limp.

“Oh no you’re not!” She said, pulling my head between her legs again.

“But I just came all over that place!” I retaliated.

“Well you should have thought of that before!” she said, thrusting her hips back up to my face.

“Just do it...” Soarin whispered sincerely.

I wiped off the cum on her lips and plunged back in. I explored some more until I hit a spot that made her gasp.

“Good job, you found it!” Spitfire congratulated me. I felt like asking “found what?”, but I didn’t want to ruin my congratulations so I just decided it doesn’t matter what as long as Spitfire is pleased with me. I grew semi-erect now. She was becoming increasingly wet, to the point where I could no longer try to avoid my own cum and just dug into that spot.

This time Spitfire made a legitimate face like she was about to finish hard. I didn’t even bother to see what Rainbow and Soarin were doing; I just wanted to finish Spitfire.

“Come on! Give it to me!” she shouted, squeezing her forehooves tighter, pressing my hands harder against her breasts. She came again, sending warm cum all over my unsuspecting face, moaning as her head fell backwards. She just lay there for a while with a content smile on her face, with liquid still dripping out from between her lips. I wiped the cum off my face and turned to see how Rainbow and Soarin were doing.

“That was pretty hot!” Rainbow exclaimed, hoofing herself.

Soarin just sat leaning against the wall, playing with his dick as he bit his bottom lip, precum dripping off the tip.

Spitfire sat up and smiled her usual innocent smile. “Good job rookie. Maybe I might be seeing a bit more of you after all...” She leaned over and kissed me, her tongue licking at the crevices in my mouth where there was still traces of our cum.

“Alright well we’re getting up early tomorrow so I guess it’s time to head b- AGH! Damn it Soarin!”

Soarin blushed and apologized, quickly zipped up his uniform and left the room.

Spitfire rubbed her eye, trying to get his cum off of it, laughed a bit, and got up to leave, the drying cum making the bed sheets follow her flank until she peeled them off. She exited the room like nothing happened.

“Misty are you still up smoking?” we heard her yell in an unusually authoritative tone, as if what just happened didn’t even put her in a good mood.

“I’m sorry ma’am I’ll be going to bed no- say is that cum dripping out of your vagina?”

“BED!”

I shut the door and saw Rainbow laying on my bed, rolled up into a little ball, breathing lightly. It was so cute, like the innocence portrayed when reading My Little Dashie, barring the now room temperature cum all over her coat.

As I sat down on my bed, she got up and hugged me from behind.

“Hey, you wouldn’t mind doing that thing Soarin did to me?” she asked kindly.

“You mean this?” I asked, lifting her rump up, spreading her cheeks wide apart, and thrusting my now hard dick deep into her little pink butt.

“Awwwww yeah that’s it!” she said, and we continued to have fun throughout the night.