Vinyl Scratch, known to her fans as DJ Pon-3, stepped out of the shower and began drying herself off. It was an unusually long shower for her, but she spent a lot of the time thinking about how to make tonight's show more exciting, then an idea struck her:

Bring a vibrator.

Vinyl's heart rate went up at the mere thought as she entered her room. It was the perfect idea and she began rummaging through her closet. After a few minutes, she found her box of toys, set it on the bed and opened it.

She held the vibrator with her magic. This was no ordinary vibrator, this was special. She could hook this up to her mixer and she'd get extra stimulation depending on the intensity of the bass that's dropped.

She often played with it in private, boosting the volume so that it would drown out her own lustful screaming, but she never thought about taking it to a show, and putting on a show for her audience if anypony looked her way.

She imagined flustered mares and stallions seeing her get off during the show and the stagehands rubbing one out behind the curtain as they watched her pussy drip.

The thoughts were enough to get her worked up and her breaths became shallow and ragged. She closed her eyes, took slow, deep breaths and shook the dirty, sexy thoughts out of her head. She used her magic to levitate her trademark shade onto her face before putting the vibrator back into its box and lifted it up. “Time to go to work.”

Vinyl entered the dressing room and looked around. Good, nopony was around. She closed and locked the door behind her before she levitated her vibrator onto a table. She walked toward a vanity and rummaged through the drawers. “Nope... nothing here.”

She heard a knocking at the door. She walked to it, and opened it up, seeing a stagehand outside. He nodded with a smile. “Evening, Vinyl. Is there anything I can get for ya before you're up?”

Vinyl's face went flush and she quickly nodded. “Yeah. Think you could get me a roll of tape?”

The stagehand nodded. “Sure. Anything else?” Vinyl shook her head. “Alright, I'll be back with some tape.”

It didn't take long for the stagehand to return with the tape. Vinyl closed and relocked the door as the stallion left. She turned back to the table with her vibrator on it and walked up to it, setting the tape down next to it.

She lifted the vibrator and proceeded to give it a good tonguing. While fellating the sex toy, she found herself getting wet and began playing with herself.

Biting her lip, Vinyl stuffed the vibrator as deep into her pussy as she could and used the tape to keep it in place. Once she finished securing it, she let out a needy gasp. “Oh, fuck...”

Her thoughts were interrupted as somepony knocked on her door. “C-come in.”

The stagehand tried opening the door, but it was still locked. “No can do, it's locked. You're up in five, Vinyl.”

Vinyl shook her head to try to regain her composure. “Thanks for the heads-up!”

Vinyl strutted her way toward the stage, carefully making sure her tail covered the vibrator. The DJ before her saw her, took off his headphones and walked past her, giving her a quiet nod.

Steeling herself, Vinyl plugged one end of the cable into the vibrator and the other into the mixer and was immediately greeted with a rhythmic pulse that tickled her walls. She let out a quiet squeal and cleared her throat as she pulled the microphone closer to her. “Give it up for DJ Q*Pone! You ponies ready to rock?!”

The crowd cheered.

She grinned. “I can't hear you!”

The cheers intensified.

Maintaining her grin, she shook her hood. “I can't hear you!”

The crowd roared.

Giving a quick nod, Vinyl floated a box of record toward her. “That's more like it!” She skimmed the records, hoping to find something with some mild bass. Since this was her initial foray into exhibitionism, she thought she'd acclimate herself to the more intense beats. It was going to be a long night.

The first record started and she immediately felt the pulses synchronized with the beats. To combat the ever growing pleasure in her loins, Vinyl stomped a back leg on the stage in time with the music.

She scanned the floor. Everypony was dancing in one odd way or another. Nopony was checking her out, though. She looked to the side and caught a glimpse of one of the stagehands, who was checking her out. Stifling a smug grin, Vinyl flicked her tail. The flustered stallion galloped to the backstage. She quietly chuckled and returned her focus to the audience.

Several records later, Vinyl was acclimated to the beats, now it was time for something a little more intense. She flipped through the box and grinned as she spotted the perfect one. She was sure to make a mess with this bad boy.

Vinyl levitated the microphone in front of her. “Alright. Enough of the sissy music. It's time to pull out the stops!” The crowd roared in excitement as she set the next record on the player. She levitated the microphone away from her before starting the record.

This one was a lot more intense than what she played at home. Her legs buckled within ten seconds of it starting. “Oh fuck.” She whimpered as her hips instinctively bucked an invisible stallion. Her breathing became fast and shallow. She knew it wouldn't be long before she came, and it was going to be intense.

Vinyl threw her head up and screamed in pleasure as her orgasm hit her hard. Her marecum leaked out in a steady stream and formed a small puddle underneath her. The trickling of her juices with the continued vibrations made her teeter on the edge once again, but the song came to a close and the vibrations died down, denying her second orgasm.

She looked around the floor as the ponies cheered. They either didn't notice her display, or they didn't care. The music probably drowned her voice. She looked to the clock, then back to the audience. “It's been a blast, my little ponies, but this DJ needs her beauty sleep. Catch ya later!”

There was a collection of disappointed groans as the DJ made her way backstage and into her private room.

She closed the door behind her and let out a giggle. “Oh Celestia, that was awesome.” With her magic, Vinyl tugged at the vibrator. She let out a mixture of whimpers and moans and fought to keep her legs from closing, feeling herself reaching the point of no return once more. Her forelegs gave out and she found herself sticking her ass in the air.

The stagehand knocked on the door. “DJ Pon-3?” He continued hearing the strangest sounds as he opened the door. “Vinyl, are you-”

Before he could finish his sentence, Vinyl pulled the vibrator out of her, sending her into another orgasm. Her marecum sprayed out of her with enough force to strike him in the face. She collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily and not noticing somepony was looking at her and the puddle she was soaking in.

Grumbling in frustration, the stagehand closed the door behind behind him. “I'm going to need a towel...” He wiped some of the juice off his muzzle and gave it a tentative lick. “Hm... licorice.”

Author's Note

I could totally see her doing this.