Canterlust High

Rainbow Dash shambled forward in the school halls, an arm stretched around Trixie's back. She had trouble seeing where she was going with that swerving vision of hers and Trixie probably wasn't any better, if her drunken stammering was any indication. She had her own arm draped over Rainbow Dash's shoulder and she walked into her legs instead of forward more often than she cared to count.

The party had started so well, too. Everyone was having fun, even the dicks who kept picking on her or Fluttershy, but then Applejack had to bring cider. She just had to, the little cunt. Not that it was bad in itself; she loved cider. But then that other cunt, Trixie, had opened her mouth and claimed no one was better than her at chugging down cider.

Now her head pounded harder than that time it got hit in the back by a soccer ball kicked by no one less than the Wonder Colts' captain, she couldn't tell up from down, she had to haul Trixie around while she kept blabbering on about peanut butter cookies and she was certain she had spotted a pink elephant playing a Stradivarius somewhere. And she had no idea what a Stradivarius was in the first place.

Rainbow Dash sighed. Challenging Trixie to a drinking contest was her worst idea ever.

She still couldn't believe the principal and vice-principal even let alcohol into an official school party without batting an eyelid. She guessed the scuttlebutt about them being utterly incompetent was true, after all. Or maybe they just didn't care. Or perhaps they wanted to get laid with some of the students when no one was looking.

That thought stopped Rainbow Dash in her tracks and she raised her head to stare vaguely at the ceiling as Trixie kept shuffling forwards without actually advancing. That was just so gross. And kind of hot too, but she chalked this thought up to the alcohol coursing through her veins. How many glasses did she have again?

Or was it how many bottles did she have? She honestly didn't remember. Clearly too many, that much was certain.

And why was she gadding about in the deserted school with Trixie of all people? Shouldn't she be with, say, Fluttershy while the bitch lamented her defeat? Or did some asshole throw them out for being drunk?

So irresponsible. She truly was the only one worthy of the concept.

Well, when she would remember what a concept was anyway.

She looked to her side, still standing awkwardly in the middle of the hall, as Trixie finally stopped walking and put her forefinger on her lower lip after a few tries. "Why am I not going forward?" she mused with her best thoughtful face, which nearly made Rainbow Dash split up with laughter. "I'm using those... those..." Her face scrunched up further and this time Rainbow Dash couldn't stifle her chortle. "Those feet things."

She eventually noticed Rainbow Dash's loud laughter and turned her head to glare at her. "What's so funny?"

"Your walk's not working because I stopped," she replied with a hiccup of hilarity and a smirk. "I'm stronger than you, after all."

"You're totally not," Trixie retorted as soon as she finished her sentence, and they started to shamble forward again. "I'm better than you in every way."

"You're totally not," repeated Rainbow Dash with a wave of her hand. She realized they were close to a wall when it smacked against it. Or maybe it was a door? There seemed to be a knob... somewhere in there. "That's why I smashed you in that contest."

It was Trixie's turn to stop walking and she pulled away from Rainbow Dash before fumbling with her hand and poking her tight between her breasts with a finger. "Oh yeah? I'm the one who smashed you, loser. Don't you remember?"

Rainbow Dash opened her mouth to tell her like it is, but drew a blank. She genuinely didn't remember. "Damn," she said a little louder than necessary, "what's the point of entering a drinking contest if I don't remember who won?"

She leaned against the wall with crossed arms while Trixie held her hand back to her mouth and let out a clearly drunken giggle. "See? I totally won."

Glaring at her, or at least in her general direction, Rainbow Dash retorted "oh yeah? What do you remember?"

Trixie raised her forefinger and held that same hand in front of Rainbow Dash's face. "Every single little-" She blinked. "Uh..." Blinking again, she drew her hand back to her to scratch her head. "Damn."

Rainbow Dash put on her most serious face, which must have been quite the show since Trixie looked at it for one second before dissolving into giggles. "We need to know who won."

"We do."

Trixie outstretched her arm to put her hand on the wall by Rainbow Dash but aimed too low and the next thing Rainbow Dash knew, the world was spinning around her, her headache had come back, and Trixie was on top of her.

She stared at the empty space between two walls near her feet and thought she spied a knob. She squinted and, indeed, an oval knob was taunting her from its most definitely not sprawled on the floor position.

"So it was a door," mumbled Rainbow Dash as if that statement held all the answers of the universe.

Trixie giggled again as she tried to get off her. "They forgot to lock that..." She squinted in turn as her head whirled from one side to the other. "Classroom. Yeah, classroom. Guess the whole staff is incompetent in that school." She paused and stared at Rainbow Dash before giggling harder. "Heh, staff."

Rainbow Dash grumbled and shoved Trixie off her. "Keep your mind out the gutter, Trixie. I'm not one of your sex toys." She stood back up and stretched her back before looking around. "Oh yeah, it is a classroom. There's that... black thingy on the wall."

Helping herself up with a nearby desk, Trixie chortled. "Told ya. The Great and Powerful Trixie sees everything." She brought her free hand near her face and closed it into a fist before opening her fingers in an exploding motion. "Everything."

"Yet you forget who won."

She frowned as she finally stood up. "I totally didn't. It's just... on vacation."

Rainbow Dash raised an eyebrow as she leaned her waist against the teacher's desk. "On vacation."

Trixie nodded eagerly. "On vacation."

They stared at each other for a while, then burst into drunken laughter, nearly tumbling back onto the floor in the process.

"We still need to know who won," said Rainbow Dash finally. "It's... honor stuff."

"Honor stuff?"

"Honor stuff."

Trixie's face scrunched up in thought once again and she nearly shoved her forefinger in her right nostril before she managed to tap her lips. Then her eyes lit up and she opened her mouth in silent victory. Rainbow Dash was pretty sure she saw a light bulb float above her head.

"I'm better than you at everything, I said," she started as she pushed herself off the desk she had decided to sit on a few seconds ago, "and I bet I... I bet I..." She crossed her eyes as she tried to remember her idea, then grinned as her eyes drifted down to Rainbow Dash's crotch. "I bet I last longer than you in the sack."

Rainbow Dash blinked and stared at Trixie with all the comprehension of a table leg as she walked to her. "What?"

Trixie fell to her knees, eyes never leaving her target. "I bet I last longer than you." She zipped down her fly in one swift motion and took Rainbow Dash's flaccid shaft out before kissing the tip. "In the sack."

Rainbow Dash felt a jolt up her spine when Trixie wrapped her lips around her head and looked on awkwardly as she started rolling her tongue around it while stroking her shaft with one hand in the meantime. It felt good, her mind swimming in alcohol decided, but something was amiss.

"Hey," Rainbow Dash half-said, half-moaned in what was possibly the whiniest voice she had ever mustered. "How can we tell who lasts longer if only I get head?"

Trixie looked up in surprise and pulled away, then frowned as she stared about deep in thought. "You're right."

She shot her arm up and clasped Rainbow Dash's wrist before hauling her down onto the floor. Head spinning once again, Rainbow Dash blinked in confusion until she felt something land on her head. Still lying on her back, she picked at the fabric on her face and realized Trixie had removed her skirt. Her alcohol-addled brain tried to process why, but she soon received the answer to her question when a blue crotch stood in front of her face, without any panties to keep Trixie modest.

"Oooooh," said Rainbow Dash with a dumb grin as she threw the skirt onto a nearby desk. "I get it!"

Trixie's eager tongue started circling the tiny slit on her head and, decided to win this awesome, awesome bet, Rainbow Dash grasped her buttocks tightly and pulled Trixie's own slit closer. It wasn't even moist yet, but she was going to solve that in ten seconds flat.

She slid the tip of her tongue inside Trixie, earning a mix of a giggle and moan. Rainbow Dash moaned in turn when she felt warm lips wrap around her head. Trixie then sunk her teeth into the soft underside of her tip and Rainbow Dash almost yelled in pleasure.

She counterattacked by moving her head slightly and trapping Trixie's erect clit in-between her teeth, and a long moaning cry followed.

Trixie pulled away a moment to yell, "Oh, it is on Rainbow!"

She then went down on her again, and Rainbow Dash saw stars swim in front of her as more and more of her shaft became engulfed in delicious, wet warmth. She felt Trixie's teeth grind against her and her tongue coil tightly around her head. She let out a long moan in Trixie's slit, earning a moan of her own.

Rainbow Dash shoved her entire tongue inside Trixie in response and her moan grew shrill. As she moved her tongue in all directions, Rainbow Dash felt more than a little amused that Trixie couldn't apparently fit more than half of her shaft in her mouth, as her lips never reached lower.

She then squeezed her clit between her fingers and felt Trixie tremble all above her just as more and more juices slipped past Rainbow Dash's tongue and onto her face. And she wasn't even close herself! Oh, she was going to win that bet even harder than she did Trixie.

Rainbow Dash lashed against her walls with her tongue with renewed vigor and tremors all over Trixie's body followed as she yelled and bucked her hips. Juices slapped into Rainbow Dash's face with each spasm, the scent and taste intoxicating her more than cider ever could.

Trixie panted, her hot breath on her exposed head sending tingles up Rainbow Dash's whole body. Then, to her greatest pleasure, she went back to sucking her. Her lips slowly drifted up and down her shaft, her hard-working tongue lashing against it with quite a vengeful streak.

Rainbow Dash resumed giving her partner head as well, and each lick was answered with a tiny whine of pleasure as her own orgasm grew closer and closer. The amount of cider she had in her veins meant she didn't have the resolve to control her body and she started bucking her hips. She finally felt Trixie's tight throat around her head in the process and could hear panicked yelps.

She gave on last, strong thrust into Trixie's mouth and felt her entire shaft constricted as the first wave of semen burst down her throat. Trixie couldn’t handle her anymore and pulled away with a gasp as Rainbow Dash's crashed her hips back down onto the floor. The next waves followed and Rainbow Dash screamed at the top of her lungs as she kept spewing semen about.

She gave a groan once she was spent as Trixie rose and turned to her, frowning. Rainbow Dash lazily looked at her and her only thought as she witnessed her semen coating Trixie's face and hair was 'Fuck, that's hot. She's hot.'

With a grin, she rose to a sitting position beside her partner. "Looks like I won."

Trixie fumed a few seconds before saying "best two out of threes," with a voice that allowed no disagreement.

Rainbow Dash's eyebrows shot up her forehead? "Whoa? Already?" Her grin came back with a vengeance. "You a glutton for defeat or something?"

"Fool! Trixie's great and powerful walls are no match for your puny dick!"

Rainbow Dash smirked. "If it's so puny, why didn't you manage to swallow it all?"

Trixie opened her mouth for a retort, but none came and she frowned as she crossed her eyes for a few moments before looking about in deep thought. She finally settled on sticking her tongue out.

Rainbow Dash's smirk grew. "You'll soon see no walls, no matter how tight, can contain the Rainbow Dick!" It was her turn to frown as Trixie giggled. "Dash. I mean the Rainbow Dash."

Trixie crawled away on her knees and hands before wiggling her butt at her. Rainbow Dash stood up and planted a foot firmly beside each side of her and squatted down so her shaft brushed against Trixie's wet slit.

Trixie's voice came, more enticing than she had ever heard it to be. "Do it."

Rainbow Dash clasped Trixie's buttocks once more and shifted her body so that she entered her entire shaft inside her in one swift motion. Trixie yelped at that, but the smirk in her voice was obvious to Rainbow Dash when she spoke up.

"Again."

Rainbow Dash slid out of her as Trixie sunk her upper body as close to the floor as she could, her shoulders and head lying on the cold tiles. She then rammed her shaft inside her again, and Trixie yelled in pleasure. She slid in and out with reckless abandon and soon Trixie screamed with as much passion.

Her tight walls constricted Rainbow Dash immensely, and she wouldn't have it any other way. Her nerves were on fire with each motion and stars came back in her vision as jolts upon jolts shot up her spine. Juices squeaked out of Trixie's slit with each plow, wetting the denim covering her sack.

Trixie's screams of ecstasy started echoing off the classroom's walls, something which would have made Rainbow Dash laugh if her brain wasn't drunk on pleasure more than it ever was on cider. Finally, the shrillest scream yet tore from Trixie's throat as her entire body was shaken by new tremors and she rammed her thighs right into Rainbow Dash's hips as juices spewed off her once more.

Rainbow Dash moved her hands from her buttocks to grasp her upper legs firmly and plow into her with even more force. She felt herself ready to explode and, now that she had once again won the bet, she allowed herself to come. Semen coated Trixie's walls with several bursts before overflowing out of her slit and down onto the floor.

Rainbow Dash gave a few more thrusts before pulling away with a huge smirk. "I won. Again."

Trixie's body shuddered once more before she replied, with no hesitation, "Best three out of five."

Rainbow Dash grinned. Challenging Trixie to a drinking contest was her best idea ever.