Author's Note

Hey everypony, Happy Hearts and Hooves day. I know you've all been dying for me to get this out, but my Chief Editor, Bennet sadly could no longer edit my stories for me since he had too much other things to do. But fear not, for he recommended a friend of his to take his place, beirirangu, and it's because of him that I'm able to finally upload it and I would like to give him the credit he deserves for helping me.

Also, there are a few things I'd like to point out about the story before we continue. After reading some of your comments from the previous chapter, I'd like to set some things straight if it will ease your suspicions.

1) I didn't know at the time that there was a trend of Anthro Spike/Harem fics. I write Anthros because they're easier for me to write than actual pony form. While I could do Humanized, I would rather do this story in Anthro so I do not intend to change it, so sorry if that bothers some of you.

2) This story isn't about Spike starting a second Harem before his one with the Mane Six. There's more to it than that, and if you'll do me the pleasure of sticking with it a little longer, you'll begin to see it.

3) Finally, I know this has come up many a time, but I'd like to assure you all here and now, none of the mares Spike has slept with are pregnant. There's a reason for it, but that will be revealed in the sequel.

That's all for now. Enjoy the fic.

Ch.2 Mixing Melodies

Ch.2 Mixing Melodies

Spike couldn’t believe his luck. Not only did he get to attend a gig with his favorite DJ, Vinyl Scratch, and manage to share an intimate moment with her, but now he found himself making out with her beautiful roommate, Octavia. The two of them sat atop Octavia’s queen sized bed, completely naked, with their mouths pressed heavily against each other in a rough, yet passionate embrace. He couldn’t even begin to fathom how he gotten so lucky.

Fifteen Minutes Ago

Vinyl was sitting on the edge of her bed, still naked, with her head held down, her legs crossed, and her hands sandwiched between her thighs as her angry roommate paced around the room, ranting at her in aggravation. “Honestly, Vinyl, you couldn’t do that in your bedroom? You had to fuck Spike right in the living room, on our couch? I practice out there! We had an agreement! Any and all sexual partners, and any and all acts of sexual activity with said partners, would be performed and confined to the bedrooms,” Octavia raved as she hung her head down, slapping her palm over her eyes. “Celestia! Now, whenever I go out there, I’m gonna picture you two having sex!”

“I’m sorry, Tavi, I couldn’t help myself,” Vinyl said as she flung herself back, splaying herself on her bed, revealing her naked form without a hint of shame. “You should’ve been there, you should’ve heard him! That drake really knows how spin some beats. Just listening to him set me off, I had to bring him home so he could scratch my vinyl.” She said in a seductive tone as she curled into a ball and rolled around her bed, her body shivering as she remembered Spike’s artisan touch.

“Vinyl, please,” Octavia snapped as she turned away from her friend’s shameless depravity.

“Sorry,” the DJ chuckled as she righted herself and sat up on her knees.

“How do you even know Spike, anyway?” Octavia asked as she glared back at her friend.

“Oh... uh,” Vinyl stammered as she let her gaze wander around everywhere, except the Cellist’s gaze.

“Vinyl...” the grey mare trailed on, tapping her hoof on the floor, demanding an answer.

“Uh... remember yesterday when you came home and the house was all cleaned up?” Vinyl chuckled nervously.

“Yes...” Octavia nodded as she led Vinyl on to continue.

“Weeeeeeelllll, I didn’t clean the house. Spike did,” Vinyl answered with a weary grin.

“What!?” Octavia snapped.

“Yeah, I found this flyer in the junk mail pile for an Odd Jobs service. When I sent it through, he showed up and cleaned everything up. He even helped me fix up my latest track so I invited him to my gig and well . . . you know the rest. Well, actually you saw the rest...” Vinyl rambled on.

“So he cleaned up everything? I knew it was too good to be true. There’s no way you could’ve cleaned all that up, even with magic.” Octavia said as she shook her head.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Vinyl chuckled before a thought clicked in her head. “Wait a sec, how do you know Spike?”

Vinyl easily noticed the slight jerk her roommate’s body made, going rigid for a second and her face flushing red. “Tavi, is there something you want to tell me?” Vinyl asked as a devilish grin appeared on her face.

“Well, um... you see...,” Octavia stammered nervously as she turned her back to her friend, fidgeting with her fingers.

“Yes...,” Vinyl said, waiting on bated breath for Octavia to speak.

“Remember a few years ago, when I received a special summons from Princess Celestia?”

“How could I forget, the second you saw the royal seal on it, you passed out. I had to read it to you when you finally got up,” Vinyl chuckled.

The cellist gave a cough, trying to brush off the embarrassment the moment in question. “Yes, well, as it turns out, she summoned me because the assistant of her student, Twilight Sparkle, wanted to learn how to play the cello, so she sent for me. I wasn’t sure why, but it was a request from the Princess, so I wasn’t about to question it. We met and, of course, I was surprised to be face to face with a real live dragon.”

“He picked up the basics rather quickly, I was very impressed. Then we moved onto the more advanced work and he picked them up almost instantly. I was amazed! So for his final lesson, I had him put together a solo piece. When he played it to me... I don’t... I can barely describe it,” Octavia said as she wrapped her arms around her luscious form and swung her body around. “I felt my heart practically melting in my chest, tears blinded my eyes as my ears were filled with such beauty and elegance, that I never knew could be conveyed into music. I was completely moved in a way nopony has ever moved me before, like my body was a mere slave to his music.”

“Oh, I get it, alright,” Vinyl giggled, trying to stifle her laughter. “You got hit, just like me, the only difference, you got hit when he was fifteen!” Vinyl’s giggling turned into a full blown laughter.

“That’s not it at all!” Octavia snapped as she glared at the laughing mare.

“Yes it was,” Vinyl said as she fell on her side laugh. “What was it you said? You felt your heart melting, eyes tearing, when really it was your nethers flowing like the Neighagra falls!”

“No and stop laughing,” The cellist growled as she jumped on the bed, wrestling with the DJ, trying to shut her up. When she managed to get atop her, Octavia planted her hand over her roommate’s mouth and quieted her down. “Okay, listen, maybe it was like that, but I knew I couldn’t pursue him, not just because of his age, but also because he was into somepony else, a fashion designer named Rarity. I couldn’t compete with that, so I didn’t, and I let him go.”

After she explained herself, Octavia removed herself from Vinyl and sat on the edge of her bed, her head held down in shame and embarrassment. “Oh, c’mon, Tavi, it’s alright,” Vinyl said as she sat up and draped her arm around her downtrodden friend. “If it makes you feel better, he can’t be that into this ‘Rarity’ chick if I managed to get him balls deep in me, figuratively speaking, of course.”

“How’s that supposed to make me feel any better?” The gray mare deadpanned as she looked at her friend.

“It’s supposed to make you feel better because that means now you have a shot at him.”

“But he’s with you! You just had sex with him not ten minutes ago!” Octavia pointed out.

“So, I’m willing to share,” Vinyl smiled widely. “We’re roomies, what’s mine is yours and all that jazz. Besides, I’m not sure if I can say we’re “together” just yet.”

“Vinyl, I’m not like you, I can’t just bring some stallion or dragon home for a one night stand.”

“Why not, it’s fun!” Vinyl said happily. “Look, I know you’re a romantic; you want flowers, dinner under moonlight with music in the background, but let me tell you something, this ain’t one of your dirty novels you keep hidden in your closet, this is real life.”

“How did you know about those,” Octavia snapped, speaking softly through gritted teeth as her face went bright red.

“Doesn’t matter,” Vinyl stated, waving off her friend’s embarrassment. “What does matter is that you have a long lost flame sitting in our living room with, and, I’m speaking from personal experience, one of the biggest and fattest dicks I’ve ever had the pleasure of spreading me open,” Vinyl said in a hungry, lust-filled tone as her body began to shiver again. “C’mon, Tavi, forget about Mr. Right and go for ‘Mr. Still sitting half naked on our couch, ready for some more pussy’!” Vinyl said as she stood up with a look of determination in her eyes.

“But-”

“No buts,” Vinyl said as she swung her arms out in emphasis to not accepting Octavia’s resistance. “Tavi, Spike is out there. He’s probably waiting to apologize, and then he’s going to leave. Is that what you want? You let him go once, do you really want to do that again? Or are you going to stop acting so prim and proper for once, and just do something for you because you want it, no matter what anypony says? Cuz let me tell you something, that’s how you get to be happy. Just stop caring what somepony’s gonna think of you for doing this or saying that, and just do what you want. I won’t judge you for it and neither will Spike.”

Octavia sat in silence, twiddling with her fingers again, as she contemplated what Vinyl was saying. It was true. She normally acted so uptight and proper because she believed that’s what was expected of her. She lived in Canterlot, for Celestia’s sake; the capital city of Equestria. Here, where all the nobles and high society ponies lived, including the very Princesses that rule over the land. She couldn’t go walking around like some uncouth foal, but then she realized, that’s why she liked Vinyl so much, because she wasn’t like any of that. Vinyl had a bright spark in her that allowed Octavia to remember, for once, that she was just a normal pony like everypony else, no better no worse.

Sure, Octavia was a romantic at heart. She’d like to go on a date with a nice stallion who’d bring her flowers, take her out for a nice dinner under a moonlit sky, with stars shining overhead and beautiful music all around her, but who said all of that had to happen first? Vinyl was right, the drake of her dreams, the one who showed and played such beautiful music to her, was sitting in their living room, and she didn’t want him to leave, not yet. Vinyl had her shot with him. Now, it was her turn to get what she wanted. “You’re right, Vinyl,” Octavia agreed, standing up, brimming with confidence. “Time to get what’s mine! That is how you say that, right?”

“Yeah, that’s how you say it,” Vinyl laughed at her friends attempt to sound ‘street’. “Now go get ‘em, Tiger!”

Octavia gave stern nod as Vinyl opened the door, letting her friend go before following behind, to see how this turned out.

Spike was still sitting in Vinyl and Octavia’s living room, practically glued to his seat, still stuck in his boxers. He figured he should probably leave when Octavia essentially dragged Vinyl from underneath him, but Vinyl insisted that he should wait, before they left his sight. He could hear some of Octavia’s ranting from the couch before it went quiet for a long while.

He couldn’t help but feel uneasy about this whole ordeal. As his anxiety was getting the worse of him, he finally heard a door open before turning around and saw Octavia come into view. Spike instantly shot up as the gray mare made her way over to him. “Tavi, look, I’m sorry ab-” Spike was cut off as the beautiful cellist rounded the couch, and when she closed the distance, she planted her lips against his.

Spike’s eyes widened in shock as she aggressively pressed her body against his, and wrapped her arms around his neck, running her hands through his hair. Spike felt her tongue brushing against his teeth, practically begging for entry. While the drake was still somewhat surprised, he decided to go with the flow as he unclenched his jaw, allowing Octavia’s tongue entry into his mouth. When he felt her tongue writhing around against his own, he quickly took back control, wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her closer as his long, lithe tongue dominated Octavia’s, earning a hearty moan from her.

Spike used his free hand to take hold of Octavia’s luscious ass, groping and grasping the plump flesh in his hand. Octavia continued to moan as Spike dominated her form. She felt her body quickly giving in, and simply succumbing to his sexual prowess. He pulled away, but his tongue held onto hers, allowing them to tangle around each other in the open air, before he dove back in once more, and finally pulled back, leaving a single strand of saliva dangling between them. “Daaaaaaaaaaaaammmnnn,” Vinyl said in a slightly exaggerated tone. The two turned to see Vinyl leaning against the side of the hallway wall. “I gotta say, Tavi. Didn’t know you had it in ya. That was pretty hot.”

“I’ll second that,” Spike said as he and the gray mare looked back towards each other. “What was that?”

“That, was me not caring anymore,” Octavia said with a proud smile.

“Okay, but what does that mean?” Spike asked with a raised brow.

“That, my dear Spike, means that tonight, I’m throwing caution to wind, and we’re gonna have some fun,” Octavia said as she hopped up in the air, wrapping her legs around Spike’s waist and locking her arms together around his neck. Spike could barely react in time to pull his hands underneath her, catching her ass cheeks in the palms of his hands, making Octavia coo in delight, as she stared at him with lidded eyes. “I want you, Spike. And I want you now.” She said in her most seductive, lustful voice.

Hearing those words would set any guy off, and Spike was no different. He took Octavia and ran down the hallway, passing right by Vinyl. “Wow, this is turning out better than I expected,” She giggled to herself as she peeled herself from the wall, slowly following behind her two buck buddies. “This is gonna be good.”

Spike rushed down to the last door down the hall, luckily for him it was just the room he was looking for; Octavia’s room. It was a very sizable room, the bed located right in front of the door, which was all that Spike cared about at the moment. When he reached it, he plopped himself down on the edge and pressed his lips to Octavia’s, causing a squeal of surprise to erupt from her, before she returned the kiss.

As the two continued to kiss each other, hungrily and ferociously, they quickly peeled away each other’s clothes, scattering them around the bed. When they were both completely naked, they finally broke the kiss, panting and gasping for air. Octavia leaned her head down against Spike’s shoulder, listening to the powerful beating of his heart. “Wow, this is . . . exhilarating, I never thought I’d be doing something like this.” She said with a smile on her face.

“That makes two of us,” Spike agreed.

“Make that three,” Vinyl commented.

Both Spike and Octavia turned around to see their DJ friend lying on the floor next to the door, her back up against the wall with her legs splayed open, her fingers lightly tracing her lower lips, allowing some of Spike’s remaining seed to drench her fingers. “Vinyl, you’re not really going to sit there and watch, are you?” Octavia asked with a raised brow.

“Why not? Things were getting too good to just pass up,” Vinyl said with a smirk. “Besides, I’m not done with Spike just yet, but I’ve had enough fun for the moment. Spike can have a go at you, and then it’s my turn. For now, I’ll just sit back and enjoy the show.”

“Oh, we’re putting on a show for you? Fine,” Octavia said as she turned back to her draconic lover, “Spike, let’s put on show.”

“Sounds good to me,” Spike said with a shrug.

“Excellent, then in that case...” Octavia gave a pause before putting her hands on Spike’s chest, pushing him back onto the bed and straddling his chest. “Let’s put on a good show, shall we?”

“Gladly,” Spike said with a smirk.

Octavia smiled lustfully at him as she quickly spun around and repositioned herself so that her legs were on either side of his head, and her marehood was right above his face. “There, now you have something to play with,” The cellist said as she laid her body down onto his, with his raging hard on inches from her face, “and so do I.”

Octavia gazed in awe for a moment as she grabbed the base of Spike’s rod, feeling it twitch at her touch. “Wow, it’s so hot, I can’t believe you were hiding away something like this,” Octavia said as she began to stroke her hand up and down his length.

Spike felt his breath begin to speed up under the gray mare’s tender touch, but he wasn’t one to just lie down and take it, and he was certainly more than happy to give it. Spike focused his gaze on the glistening marehood just inches from his face, pulling his hands up to her flank and began massaging her posterior, earning a moan from the young mare. He continued groping her flesh in wide circles, spreading her holes open, ever so slightly, before closing them again. Octavia was shivering slightly from Spike’s touch, having never felt anyone tend to her body in such a way. She then decided to up the ante as she pulled Spike’s member up to her mouth and let her tongue fall out to full length, before giving it a nice long lick from base to tip, sending a jolt down Spike’s spine. She continued to lap and suckle along every inch of his shaft, making him groan in pleasure, and when he was nice and slick, she took the final step, as she opened her mouth and began to take Spike’s prick into her warm, wet orifice.

Spike’s breath got caught in his throat as he felt Octavia’s tongue writhing around his head, as she started bobbing up and down. As much as he wanted to enjoy Octavia’s treatment, he didn’t want to leave her disappointed. He spread her cheeks wide open, revealing her puckering hole and lower lips in one go, while slithering out his thin, lithe tongue, running circles around the outer rim of her marehood and against her sensitive clit. Octavia began shuddering as she felt his tongue slithering around her nether region, her body gave a gasp and a slight jerk when she felt Spike’s tongue wrap around her love button, tugging and lapping at it. When her clit was nice and swollen, Spike pulled it away, before pressing his entire muzzle to her muff. Octavia’s moans quickly escalated as Spike’s tongue delved deeper inside her love tunnel, dragging it around her walls, feeling them attempt to tighten around his thin assailant.

On the sidelines, Vinyl was sitting back and definitely enjoying the show. She watched intently as Octavia took Spike’s dick deep in her mouth, going at him with as much enthusiasm as what she’d otherwise only reserve for her cello. While she couldn’t see Spike’s work, listening to Octavia’s hearty moans and shrieks gave her enough of an idea about how Spike was doing. All this sexiness was fueling her own horniness, as her fingers were pressing deep into her folds, while her other hand idly groped one of her breasts. She sat there, breathing heavily, moaning and panting as she felt her fingers pressing against her walls, listening to the nasty, sloppy sounds emanating from her pussy, while her fingers churned the remnants of Spike’s seed around inside of her. She occasionally switched hands so she could taste the baby batter on her fingers, which only served to make her long for another round with the young drake.

Back on the bed, both the drake and the mare could feel their limits approaching, but neither wanted it to end like this. Octavia was the first to pull herself free from Spike’s phallus, continuing to stroke it with her hand. “Spike, I... I think I’m r-ready for you.” She panted in a near breathless tone.

“Oh I know, believe me,” Spike said as he pulled himself from her crotch, licking his muzzle of her delicious nectar. Octavia smiled as Spike pulled himself from underneath her, while she positioned herself on the bed, her upper body lying chest-down, while her rear was high up in the air, her tail raised up high, giving him the perfect view of her empty, waiting slit. Spike positioned himself behind the mare, standing on his knees as the mare presented herself to him, her marehood oozing love juice onto her sheets, winking at him with want and anticipation.

“C’mon, Spike, hurry,” She pleaded as she looked over her shoulder and gave her rump a sexy shake.

“You want it that bad, huh, Tavi?” Spike chuckled as he took a handful of her right cheek into his grip.

“I’ve wanted it for longer than you know, and I don’t want to wait anymore,” She said, practically begging as she pushed her rear back, rubbing her entrance against his tip and wrapping her tail around his waist, urging him on. “Please, Spike. Give it to me.”

“Since you asked so nicely,” Spike said happily. With Octavia already pressing herself against him, Spike got a hold of her hips and, in one fluid motion, bottomed out inside her. Octavia threw her head back, releasing a high pitched scream as she felt Spike’s spear spreading her walls open. Octavia quickly felt her body shudder as she purred, feeling Spike’s member throbbing inside of her.

Spike couldn’t help but groan, himself, as he felt Octavia’s walls tightening around him, accommodating his length and girth. Without another word, Spike started thrusting at a nice, manageable pace, Octavia moaning in pure bliss as her hips matched Spike’s rhythm. Finally she had what she wanted. Just her and Spike in this wonderful, intimate moment; her body feeling empty as he pulled out, longing for his reentry, until he finally thrusted back in, making her feel so full and content. Her body was crying out in pleasure with the Dragon of her dreams. What more could a mare ask for?

“Oh Spike, you don’t know how much I’ve wanted this,” She cooed, panting in her euphoric bliss.

“I think I can guess; you’re so tight,” he groaned as he let go of her hips, leaning over her form, his chest now hovering over her back as his hands placed themselves on either side of her head, now thrusting deeper inside her.

Octavia gave an audible gasp before biting into her sheets, trying to silence herself. Spike soon felt Octavia’s walls convulsing and tightening around him. “S-Spike, I-I can’t hold on much l-l-longer,” Octavia moaned as she felt her encroaching orgasm.

“Me... me e-e-either,” Vinyl panted shakily, causing Spike to look up and see Vinyl ferociously fingering her pussy, sitting in wet splotch of her own juices. “S-Spike, hurry! M-make Tavi cum! I w-want to see... see her cum!”

Not wanting to disappoint either of the beautiful mares, Spike pulled his hands back and grabbed Octavia’s legs, pulling the mare up; revealing her full form to the white mare on the floor, and giving her a front-row seat to Spike’s ravishing thrusts. “Y-Yeah, that’s more like it,” Vinyl gave a hungry, lustful gaze at her friends as she pressed both of her hands against her gushing marehood, forcing her orgasm to hurry and reach its peak.

Octavia screamed in total ecstasy as she pulled her arms around Spike’s head, holding it over her shoulder as Spike continued to pound her nethers. “Spike, I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Octavia cried as she felt the pressure reach its limit.

Without another word, Octavia arched her back as her orgasm came crashing down on her, releasing a stream of juice onto her bed. Vinyl’s orgasm was right behind Octavia’s; she arched her back up, pushing her lower body off the ground and pressed her hands against her flower as a gush of juices doused her hands, forming a small puddle underneath her. Both mares found their muscles locked in place as their bodies shook violently, riding out their orgasmic waves; breathing heavily and panting for air. After a few moments, Octavia fell forward, onto the bed, while Vinyl crumbled on her back, both lying in their cum. Spike took a few calming breaths before he slid himself out of Octavia’s grasp, gaining a slight shudder from her. “T-That was... amazing.” Octavia said with a smile.

Even though her body wasn’t yet responding properly, she managed to push herself up, on shaky arms. She turned to face Spike, but quickly noticed his member was still rock hard. “S-Spike, yo-you didn’t cum? Was I not g-good enough?” Octavia asked in a worried tone.

“No no no no, it’s not that,” he assured her with a light chuckle. “You were just so into it, I wanted you to enjoy yourself.”

“Y-You mean you cared more about my pleasure over yours?” Octavia asked in a surprise.

“Wow, talk about a Gentledrake,” Vinyl said as she plopped onto the bed, hugging Octavia from behind. “Seriously, Tavi, I may not like your taste in music, but your taste in men is definitely top notch.”

“True, very true,” Spike said smugly, feeling a slight bump in his ego.

“So, you liked it, huh, Tavi?” Vinyl asked with a somewhat mocking glance.

“Yes, that’s the best I’ve felt in a long time,” Octavia said with a content smile.

“Good, cuz now it’s our turn to make Spike feel good,”

“But I thought you wanted another go?” Octavia asked.

“Oh, I do, but it doesn’t count if Spike doesn’t cum inside you, so I got an idea...” Vinyl explained, leaning into her roommate’s ear, whispering her plan.

Spike watched in curiosity as Vinyl explained her little plan in secret. Octavia’s face went from a light blush to beat red as her eyes widened in surprise. “Oh, I like that! I like that very much!” Octavia said happily as she gave a vigorous nod.

“Done strategizing?” Spike asked with a raised brow.

“Yup, but we need the bed for a moment, so give us some room, and then you can have your fun,” Vinyl said with lidded eyes.

Spike shrugged his shoulders and complied, giving the mares the room they required. With the bed now cleared, Vinyl and Octavia moved atop the bed: the white mare moving down and lying flat on her back, while the gray mare positioned herself atop her friend, her tail high in the air and moved to the side. In this position, Spike’s eyes went wide, seeing the mares embracing each other, their breasts pressing together, and their pussies lining up. “How’s this look, handsome?” Octavia asked as she and Vinyl looked to Spike with seductive gazes.

“I think I’m looking at my new favorite kind of sandwich,” Spike said as he licked his lips with anticipation.

“Uh uh,” Vinyl said as she wagged her finger. “You’re not the hungry one here, Tavi’s pussy is; since you didn’t fill her up before, now you gotta make up for it.”

“Agreed,” Octavia said as Vinyl grabbed her flank, pulling her roommate’s cheeks open, spreading her pussy open for Spike’s viewing pleasure. “You fed Vinyl’s, now mine wants a taste, too. It’s all yours.”

Spike gave a snort of green flames as Vinyl and Octavia’s words quickly excited him. Wasting no more time, Spike hopped onto the bed, electing a squeal of excitement from the two mares as they bounced a few inches off the bed. Standing up on his knees, Spike positioned himself behind the mares, lining up his member with their waiting slits. Instead of going straight for Octavia, Spike decided to have a little fun with them both. Without warning, the drake thrusted his dick between the mares’ lips, causing the two to shriek as they felt his rod scraping against their clits.

“S-Spike, you c-c-cheeky bastard,” Vinyl moaned, her body shivering against Spike’s thrusts.

“This coming from the mare that was playing with herself, while watching her roommate getting plowed.” Spike commented.

“Fair enough,” Vinyl agreed.

“C’mon, Spike, don’t be a tease,” Octavia told him as her hips began to push back, sliding her pussy against the top of his shaft.

“Alright, I was just foolin’ around,” he chuckled. Pulling back, Spike realigned himself at Octavia’s entrance, and, in one thrust, bottomed out inside of her. Octavia moaned in bliss as Spike started thrusting hard and fast, while Vinyl released her own set of pleasure-filled moans as Spike’s thrusting cause both her roommate’s clit and nipples to smash and rub against her own.

“That’s it, Spike, don’t hold back,” Vinyl told her.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he grunted, continuing to pound and thrust with great gusto, glancing down at her. “Although, I don’t think it’s fair that Octavia is the only one to enjoy herself.”

“Unless you sudden grow another dick, I think I’m at a loss, here,” Vinyl chuckled.

Oh trust me, that wouldn’t be good for either of us, He thought himself, not letting his nervousness let on. “No, but I got something else that’s just a good.”

“Oh yeah, like whaaaaahhhhh . . .” Vinyl exclaimed as she felt something cold and flat pressing against her marehood. She instantly looked down to see the spade end of Spike’s tail being soaked in her juices. Vinyl moaned as her body melted under the firm but gentle caress of Spike’s tail. Vinyl leaned back, the spade running up and down her slit, teasing her clit. “That’s some tail you got. I wonder if it’s as big as your dick, though?” She said with a smile.

“You tell me,” Spike said as he pulled his tail back slightly, aiming the tip at her entrance. With his tail nice and slick with her nectar, he gently prodded her lips and began to push it in. Since Spike’s never done something like this before, he decided to take it easy and slowly push it in.

Vinyl’s groaned as she felt her walls spreading open around the spade. It certainly wasn’t as big as Spike’s member, but it was a pretty close second, and with her walls already tightening around it, she was gonna ride it for all it’s worth. “Alright, you win, start thrustin’,” she demanded enthusiastically.

“With pleasure,” Spike said as he pulled his tail out, only to thrust it back in. He worked a nice, even rhythm between his dick and his tail, making sure neither mare was left wanting. Both mares moaned and screamed as Spike continued thrusting away, their bodies racked from pleasure; the sensations blocking out all but the basic of cognitive thoughts. Vinyl looked up at Octavia’s closed eyes, her own practically glazed over with lust, she caught sight of the gray mare’s lips, and licked her own, hungrily.

“Tavi,” Vinyl called with bated breath. Octavia managed to tear her eyes open slightly, just enough to see Vinyl leaning up and claiming her lips with her own, in a strong, passionate kiss. The cellist’s eyes widened slightly for a moment, before quickly reciprocating into the oral embrace. She didn’t hesitate to open her mouth, allowing Vinyl’s tongue entrance, moaning tenderly as she caught the aftertaste of Spike’s seed on her friend’s wet mussel. Their tongues didn’t fight for dominance, but for the simple desire to add to each other’s pleasure, if only by a little.

Spike growled as he noticed the smoke pouring from his nostrils, warning him of his impending orgasm. He didn’t want to finish alone, and he could feel Octavia’s walls beginning to tighten, signaling that her own orgasm was coming soon, but that’d mean Vinyl would be the one left out, unless he pushed her over the edge. Then, a thought clicked in his head, remembering something he read about unicorn physiology that he always wanted to try. With Vinyl still making out with Octavia, he had the perfect distraction, and angle, to put his plan into action.

With a motion as quick as a whip, Spike shot his long serpentine tongue out, wrapping it around the base of Vinyl’s horn. The unicorn instantly recoiled, releasing her kiss with Octavia, as well as a high pitched shriek of both surprise and pleasure. Vinyl’s eyes tightened as she felt Spike’s tongue slithering up and down her horn, sending her body into a sensory overload. She knew full well that while a unicorn’s horn was their conduit for magic, it was also a surprisingly sensitive erogenous zone, and to have it being licked and played with, was driving her crazy. Octavia could only watch as Vinyl’s body writhed around beneath her, her muscles ceasing up, almost as if she were having simultaneous orgasms, one after another.

Before she could say anything, she felt Spike thrusting harder and faster than before, causing her to slump over and hold onto Vinyl, bracing herself against Spike’s onslaught. Feeling Octavia’s arms around her, Vinyl locked her own arms around her friend to try and control herself, but she couldn’t. She felt not only her orgasm coming, but a massive buildup of magic in her horn. “S-S-Spike, I-I-I’m cumm-ming... I’m cumming!” Octavia told him.

“Me too, I’m gonna cum so hard! I’m cumming!” Vinyl screamed.

Spike gave a few more powerful thrusts before he finally hilted himself and his tail, feeling his release finally arise. The three of them shouted in unison as their climaxes erupted. Spike poured shot after shot of his hot seed deep inside Octavia’s flower, glazing every inch of her walls in his pure white essence, while both Octavia and Vinyl released a massive torrent of their own juices against not only Spike’s lower abdomen, but Octavia’s bed. At the same time, Vinyl also released a flashing burst of magic that sparkled overhead, like a mini fireworks display.

The three stayed locked in place for a moment, panting heavily as they came down from their euphoric highs, and when they finally did, Spike fell back onto the bed, sliding free of Octavia’s pussy, allowing both of their excretions to flow from her while she collapsed atop Vinyl, before rolling off of her to her side. “T-Tha... That was... fuck,” Vinyl chuckled like a lunatic. “I... I can’t even feel... feel my... anything.”

“Yeah, me... me either,” Octavia giggled in agreement.

“Spike, y-you... you still w-w-with us?” Vinyl asked, trying to look up, but her body still wouldn’t respond.

“Yeah, I’m still here," he chuckled. “That was... crazy.”

“I’ll say,” Vinyl agreed, as she felt her body slowly calming down. “Not that I didn’t like it, but next time, give a girl a little warning before you go for a damn hornjob. I thought I was gonna die for a second.”

“Would you believe me if I said that was my first time trying that?” He asked as he sat up, crossing his legs.

“Aw, I was your first, now I feel tingly all over, well more so than right now,” She said, laughing at her own joke. “Hear that, Tavi?”

“Don’t rub it in, Vinyl,” Octavia said before giving a loud audible yawn. “I’m exhausted.”

“Yeah, me too,” Vinyl said with a content sigh.

“Well, I guess I’ll just-“

“No you don’t,” Octavia and Vinyl said as the former grabbed Spike’s tail, stopping him.

“But I gotta go or my... sister is gonna kill me.”

“Don’t care.” Vinyl told him.

“You’re gonna stay with us at least till we fall asleep, then you can go.” Octavia said with a seductive smile. Spike couldn’t say no to those eyes, and he was pretty tired, himself. He knew better than to fly when he could pass out, and crash land, not to mention, Twilight would be in bed already, so he could easily sneak in without her noticing. “Alright, you win,” he sighed with a smile.

“Yay! Snuggle time,” Octavia said as she clapped her hands together giddily.

Octavia, being the only one of the two that could really move, scooted to the side, letting Spike take the middle. Vinyl managed to regain some strength and turn to her side as Spike wrapped his arms around them, and they wrapped theirs around him. Laying their heads against his chest, Spike quickly drifted off to sleep. But before slumber took her, Octavia closed her eyes and said, “Vinyl, before I forget, since you started all this, you’re gonna clean up this mess tomorrow, including the couch.”

“Mmm, you know you’ve had a good fuck when shit like that doesn’t even phase you,” Vinyl said carelessly before drifting off to sleep. Octavia gave a groan to her friend’s comment before following hers’ and Spike’s lead into dreamland.

A few hours later

Spike slowly drifted awake, he wasn’t sure what time it was, only that he needed to get home. After he managed to stealthily free himself from the two sleeping mares, the young dragon got dressed and headed out, making sure to leave a small note thanking the girls for a good night, and that he’d like to get together again, before taking to the skies. He was glad he took that short rest, or he would’ve been in trouble getting home. The air was breezy, the night quiet; the only lights were Luna’s brilliant stars, and her beautiful moon. After a nice, long, quiet flight, Spike made it home safely. After sneaking in, thanking Celestia that Twilight was asleep, the young drake headed down to his room, dropping onto his bed, still in his clothes.

The next morning, Spike was still sound asleep, his mind housing a very pleasant dream about the two musical mares he’d just spent a lovely night with, when suddenly, a familiar voice began to fill his mind, “...ke ...ike ...Spike!”

The drake groaned as his eyes slowly opened, his vision blurred by the remnants of sleep still clinging to him. A purple blur stood before his eyes, slowly beginning to focus into Twilight, standing with her arms crossed, looking down at him. “Now, see. This is more like it. Me coming into your room to wake you up, because you wanted to sleep in,” She said, somewhat smugly.

“Hahaha, it is to laugh," he joked carelessly, closing his eyes; trying to let his body sink back to sleep.

“No no no, it’s time to get up, you’ve got chores to do. Plus, you’re supposed to help Rarity at the Boutique, today, remember?” Twilight told him. Just hearing the name ‘Rarity’ caused Spike to pounce out of bed, bright eyed and bushy tailed.

“That’s right, Rarity needed me to help her get her new line ready for Hoity Toity, today.”

Of course, it’s just that easy, Twilight thought to herself as she rolled her eyes. “C’mon, go wash up so we can eat, and then you can tell me how last night went.”

Spike’s ears perked up as he gave a slightly nervous chuckle. “Yeah... I can’t wait to tell you about it.”

Twilight raised an eyebrow in confusion before Spike darted off upstairs. She wasn’t sure what that was about, but simply dismissed it and followed after him.

Canterlot Castle

At the same time, back in Canterlot. The regal Alicorn princess of the Sun sat at her desk, attending to some mundane paperwork. While she was a Princess, and made sure to handle matters of state, she couldn’t help but feel bored when such trivial matters were brought to her, when most other ponies could, and should, be able to handle such domestic disputes, themselves. As her eyes trailed over one such matter, a knock came to her door. “Please, come in,” Celestia sounded as she turned from her desk to her bedroom door.

A quick second later, a unicorn mare, dressed in a maid’s uniform, walked in, holding a small stack of envelopes and a small box in her hands. “Princess, the mail has been sorted, would you like it now or later?”

“Now would be nice, thank you,” Celestia said, beckoning the maid forward, anything to distract her from her work. The maid walked over and handed the mail, giving her a respectful bow before leaving. “Now let’s see...” Celestia looked to the package first and saw that it was addressed to her dearest sister, Princess Luna.

Celestia turned toward her bed as she called out, “Lulu, there’s a package for you.”

Celestia watched as a lump in her bed began to stir and move before the Alicorn princess of the night rose from the bed, her ethereal mane a mess, completely topless. Luna gave a loud yawn and rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she looked at her sister. “Hm, what was that, Tia?”

“Sorry to wake you, but there’s a package for you,” Celestia said as she used her magic to give the box to her dreary sister. Luna took the box and opened it, only to have her eyes nearly pop out of her head, with a wide grin on her face.

“Oh most wondrous of days,” Luna exclaimed as she dug into the box, pulling out a small set of sex toys. “Our new toys finally arrived!”

“New toys? After all the fun we had last night, you’re still pining for more? Oh Lulu, you wound me, aren’t I enough?” Celestia joked.

“Of course you are, dear sister, but with these, the fun shall be doubled!” Luna exclaimed as she looked over her new plastic playmates.

Celestia giggled to herself before turning back to the mail. After going through it, she came across something interesting, a flyer. Spike’s Odd Jobs? It can’t be my Spike, could it? With her curiosity aroused, and as a concerned parent, Celestia felt she needed to investigate this matter. “Luna, I’ll be back in a little while, I need to look into something,” Celestia said as she stood up, staring at the flyer. “And if you’re going to play with your toys, do it in your room, understand?”

“Yes, Tia, We understand,” Luna said as she watched her sister walk out of the room. When the door clicked closed, Luna smiled down at her toys. “Okay, which shall We try first?”

Luna pulled up a double sided dildo, both with tiny nubs along the shafts. She flipped a switch in the middle of the toy, causing it to vibrate and writhe around in her hand. “Oh yes, the fun shall truly be doubled.”