Panicked, Perverse, And Pink

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“Sweet mother of Celestia, somepony kill me!”

“Stop humping the chariot wheel, Pinkie Pie,” Twilight deadpanned in exasperation. “We’ve got to get moving, or we’re going to be late.”

“This is horrible!” Pinkie wailed dramatically, dragging herself away from the wheel. “Why did anypony let me agree to this?!”

“Hey, I’m totally grateful,” Rainbow Dash leaned back to relax in the open chariot seat, looking both bedraggled and completely satisfied. “Seriously, Pinkie, I’m indebted to you for life.”

It had only been two days since Pinkie Pie had accepted the terrible curse of inability to sexually relieve herself, just as Rainbow Dash had suffered; although now that the curse had been transferred to somepony else, it was clear that Dash was far from suffering. In fact, from her utterly laid back attitude and completely mellow tone, one might have guessed that Rainbow Dash was more relaxed and cheerful than she had been her whole life.

So, in effect, the exact opposite of Pinkie Pie.

“Somepony kill me,” Pinkie Pie slumped against the wooden seat miserably. “Or at the very least, fuck me, come on!”

“Won’t do anypony any good,” Applejack shifted uncomfortably next to her, Pinkie’s oddly hungry stare making her nervous. “Not ‘til we find a way to lift that curse of yours.”

“And then it’s smo~oth sailing,” Rainbow Dash slid a hoof through the air, relaxed grin growing even wider.

The open air wagon full of ponies took off at Twilight’s signal to the stallions pulling them, and Pinkie Pie started shuffling up toward them before being stopped by Rarity.

“Don’t even think about it,” she deadpanned.

“Thank you, Rarity,” Twilight nodded. “We’re already behind schedule as it is.”

At this, Fluttershy, who had been utterly silent the entire time, blushed a violent red. Rainbow Dash, however, only snickered.

“Some things are fast, some things take time,” Dash rolled her neck slowly.

“Darlin’, I don’t think you could spout any more mellow if you were a stoner,” Applejack pointed out seriously.

“Can’t help it!” Rainbow Dash grinned, kicking back and throwing a hoof over Fluttershy’s shoulder, and watching a couple of clouds float leisurely overhead. “Just not in a rush for once. Feel good. Real good. Better than ever, to tell the truth.”

“Gee, I wonder why,” Twilight stated flatly. Again, Fluttershy’s cheeks burned a bright color, but she managed to pull herself from beneath her curtain of mane long enough to face the rest of the group.

“I can’t take it!” Pinkie yanked at her own mane, eyes rolling wildly. “I can’t take it, I can’t take it anymore! Walls... closing in on me!”

“Um… it’s-it’s okay, Pinkie Pie,” Fluttershy feebly tried to comfort the panicking mare. “We just have to locate the source of the… of that curse,” she stumbled over her words in embarrassment. “And then everything will be back to normal. Okay?”

“Okay?” Pinkie let out a shaky breath. “I’m going to die if we don’t hurry!”

“Goin’ as fast as we can,” one of the stallions pulling the wagon muttered, but was unheard by all.

“Oh, you’re being overdramatic,” Twilight rolled her eyes. “It’s not like it’s a constant torment.”

“Actually,” Rainbow Dash leaned forward, stretching her wings. “It kind of is. Whenever I had the curse, I was constantly under pressure to get off. All the time, too. Any time I tried to ignore it, it only got worse. And no matter what, there’s never any relief. You try fighting those kinds of urges for a while, Twi. It’ll drive you bonkers.”

Twilight seemed a little surprised, and showed a bit of sympathy toward Pinkie Pie from then onward.

“Oh, my goodness,” Fluttershy’s hoof wen to her mouth. “I never realized it was so… so dreadful.”

“It is!” Pinkie shrieked, visibly twitching. “I want – I need to fuck! Now! Now now now now now!”

Pinkie stood up sharply, panting heavily and nearly falling off the wagon.

“That’s it!” she glared around at them all wildly. “I’m not going to survive!”

“Sure you will, Pinkie Pie,” Fluttershy consoled her kindly. “You’ve got all your friends here with you, just to help you.”

“Fantastic,” Pinkie grabbed her hoof. “Let’s gangbang the crap out of Fluttershy.”

“What?!”

“Hey, I’m on board,” Rainbow Dash grinned again, leaning back and kicking her hooves over into a crossed position.

“Oh my goodness, oh my goodness!” the butter colored pegasus began hyperventilating, cut off by Rarity’s loud sigh.

“I believe she’s joking, dear,” the unicorn stated flatly. Of course, her words faltered and died the moment Pinkie Pie threw herself on top of Fluttershy, heatedly kissing and caressing her lips while gyrating powerfully atop her.

“I think she forgot the punch line,” Applejack snorted.

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“Oh my Celestia, why didn’t I ask for the separated carriage?” Twilight rubbed her temples, trying not to look at the awkward sight before her. The long shadows cast from the enormous trees of the Everfree Forest made everything much darker, and the stallions pulling the cart had to light torches set into sconces on the side of the chariot.

“Ny~ah,” Pinkie Pie moaned, cheek firmly against the shaky wooden floor as her posterior was propped high into the air, legs spread as far as they would go. “Come on, Rarity, ple~ease, don’t tease me like that!”

Rarity huffed, sitting up on her haunches and licking just around Pinkie’s slit. Her tongue slithered downward to her button, dancing nimbly over it before flicking it lightly and traveling back upwards on the opposite side.

“Yeah, Rarity,” Dash sniggered. “You’ve got no technique.”

“Well, excuse me!” she retorted haughtily, dabbing her lips with one of the kerchiefs she’d brought along. “I do apologize for being a bit inexperienced in this particular field!”

“I get that you’re trying to help and all,” Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes again, unhurriedly slinking over to the trembling pink party pony beside her. “Chill, Rares. Just watch’n learn.”

Rainbow Dash turned Pinkie Pie over in her hooves, flipping her onto her back before grabbing her hind legs and holding them apart to get a better look.

“Hurry, Dashie, hurry…!” Pinkie panted urgently, sweating as if a fever had taken ahold of her.

“Now,” Rainbow Dash rolled a hoof through the air lazily, gesturing to Pinkie Pie’s exposed slot. “The way I dealt with it most of the time was just by stimulating myself, and that didn’t work too well. What you’ve gotta do is really get right up in there, use your whole tongue.”

Rarity furrowed her brows, letting out another quiet sigh through her nostrils.

“Oh, the things I do for you hooligans.”

“Just take it slow,” Dash shrugged, smirk growing again. “C’mere, Flutters.”

Fluttershy meeped, blushing.

Dash waved her over again, and Fluttershy embarrassedly crept over the shaking floorboards and snugly shifted in between Rainbow Dash and Rarity, perched directly over the wriggling Pinkie Pie.

“Oh my. Oh my. Oh my,” she tugged at the tips of her mane, to which Dash grinned even wider and threw a wing sluggishly over her shoulder.

“Show her how it’s done, Fluttershy.”

“Right – right now? Right here?” she covered her face partially, self-conscious of the stares that Twilight and Applejack were giving her, along with the surprisingly alert stallions pulling the chariot.

“I don’t care if you use a rock,” Pinkie moaned pitifully, gripping at nothing on the floor. “I’ve gotta get off, I’ve gotta or I’m gonna die!”

Fluttershy’s eyes widened and she gulped audibly, taking a deep breath before lowering her head just close enough to Pinkie Pie nearly touch her glistening wet slit.

“Um… o-okay,” she started, eying Rarity nervously. “It’s easier if you start with just the tip…”

She demonstrated with her own tongue, licking a little over Pinkie’s clit and eliciting another pleasurable moan. Fluttershy licked it again and again, her tongue slowly extending in wider and wider circles as she toyed with her, making Pinkie squeal and buck against her when her tongue unexpectedly darted sharply inside.

“Ip hepfh iff ooh do ifh,” Fluttershy tried to hold a conversation while still slipping her tongue in and out of Pinkie’s hole. Pinkie Pie gasped and raised her hips a little with every wet slide of her tongue, hot juice adorning her more and more as Fluttershy plunged into her, drawing out ever so slowly.

“Not so fast, Flutters,” Rainbow Dash’s hoof gradually slid down between Fluttershy’s thighs, only to discover with glee that she, too, had begun to grow damp. “Rares, you need practice.”

The unicorn flushed deeply, but nodded as Dash helped to spread Fluttershy’s legs wider. She squeaked in surprise when Rainbow Dash did so, but continued her tonguing of Pinkie at her friend’s request. Rarity wasted no time in mimicking the same technique that the pegasus had been performing on the now loudly moaning party pony, making sure to flick her button with the tip of her tongue like Fluttershy had done.

Fluttershy’s wings clamped tightly against her side when she did so, and she hummed in ecstasy while slowly dipping deeper and deeper into Pinkie Pie’s crevice.

“Yeah, now you’re getting it,” Rainbow Dash purred, making Fluttershy squeal again when she began massaging her teats with one hoof, helping to hold Pinkie open a bit wider at the same time. “But I think you could do better, Rarity. I don’t think Fluttershy has come yet. Eh, Flutters?”

She only responded with another weak whimper of pleasure as Rarity roughly dug against her walls with her tongue, dripping harder and shakily struggling to remain upright as Pinkie’s thighs clamped her face, bucking against her with each and every dip of her tongue.

“I’m – oh my, oh my, oh my!” Fluttershy jerked from Pinkie, panting and squealing all the while as Rarity’s relentless assault made her quiver, sweet nectar leaking and lapped up instantly. “Something’s – oh my, oh my Celestia I’M CUMMING!”

Fluttershy’s wings shot out to the sides sharply as she reached climax, and she let out a long, muffled squeal of intense desire into Pinkie’s belly as Rarity feverishly licked at her wet hole, reverting to small, slow laps once more.

It was a while before any of them realized that the chariot hadn’t even been moving for a while.

“What did you stop for?” Twilight turned to face them suddenly, her own face just as red as theirs.

“Sorry,” one of the stallions cleared his throat awkwardly as they promptly jerked back into motion. “Couldn’t help it. That was hot.”

“I agree,” Rainbow Dash sighed pleasurably, leaning against the thoroughly embarrassed (but clearly satisfied) Fluttershy.

“Yeah,” Pinkie crossed her hooves, looking up grumpily at the forest canopy. “What did we stop for?”

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