A Unique College Experience

As the days and classes marched on, all seven friends developed a routine, walking together from class to class in varying groups of two or three whenever they had the opportunity. Twilight and Sunset generally walked to their first Tuesday class together, one that they happened to share. Afterward, Sunset would trek over to the business college building and meet up with Applejack and Rarity; a break from each other that both girls were grateful for.

Pinkie and Fluttershy were the least often seen of the group during the day, as their disciplines kept them in wildly different orbits, except when it came to core classes. Conversely, Twilight anticipated testing out of most of her core requirements, but her degree classes kept her around the same cluster of buildings on campus as the majority of her friends.

Twice weekly, Twilight shared her final class of the day with Rainbow Dash; a core chemistry course that she felt she needed to brush up on. Her walk back to the dorm conveniently took her past the music building where Rainbow had band practice.

As Rainbow said goodbye at their usual parting place and turned toward her destination, Twilight blushed. The gesture had been quick, subtle, and probably unnoticeable by anyone not watching for it, but it caught her off guard. Rainbow hadn’t mentioned the incident in the showers, sticking with her agreement to keep Twilight’s secret, but as she walked away, she’d brushed Twilight’s fingertips with her own.

If it had been anyone else, it might have been accidental. But coming from Rainbow, Twilight knew better. She stood stock still as a few other people milled about, her mind awash with memories.

Twilight had no real clue how to make masturbating really interesting to watch, so she just began with her usual technique. Gripping her penis between her thumb on one side and index and middle fingers on the other, she started to stroke them across her skin, already becoming slick with her pre-ejaculate.

On the other hand, Rainbow did have some idea of how to make things interesting. She started off by spreading herself open for Twilight’s eyes. Her own eyes remained glued on the dick so inexplicably attached to such a hot girl, smirking as she watched it jump and twitch in response to her show.

For about five minutes, both girls moved at a languid pace. Rainbow using her fingers to show off and stroke her pink folds and the firm nub of her clit, while Twilight slowly grew bolder, teasing just her glans and frenulum, or rubbing a fingertip in the little triangle of skin between her penis and vulva, and even spreading her own labia with one hand while the other stroked her shaft above.

Classical music had always been a soothing part of her private efforts, and Twilight had just settled into a rhythm for her endgame, switching to her full fist and humming “Ode to Joy” under her breath as she pumped her arm in sync, when Rainbow Dash did something unexpected and outstandingly arousing.

She had been slowly teasing the tips of her middle and index fingers between parted lips, making little circles around the opening to her vagina. But Twilight’s rhythm faltered as Rainbow threw her head back and those two long digits suddenly disappeared, sinking deep into her pussy.

Twilight stroked herself erratically as she leaned forward to watch the display a little closer. She brought two fingers of her free hand to her lips, sucking the tips as she wished she could lay her cheek against Rainbow’s toned thigh to watch her up close.

After a moment of thrusting and twisting inside her wet passage, Rainbow pulled her fingers out and stuck them in her mouth, savoring her own taste as she continued to tease her clit. Twilight lay back again, her own fingers still between her lips as she tried to imagine Rainbow’s taste. Their eyes met, and only a strong sense of willpower kept them from pouncing on each other as their bawdy game reached the final quarter.

Twilight’s face was beet red and her heart thumped madly as she flexed the hand that Rainbow had teased. She realized with a start that the fingers Rainbow had used to brush against her were the same ones she had watched plunge in and out of her vagina. With a warm tightening in her stomach and groin, she scurried off in the direction of her dorm.

Twilight kept her head down as she took off and consequently ran headlong into another student. In a startling display of physics, Twilight’s momentum acted upon the sturdy young man, converting to the potential energy of a compressed spring in his well braced legs, before rebounding with considerable force upon the unfortunate young woman. Twilight’s jean-covered butt bounced off the concrete path twice.

“Careful, there. Need a hand?”

Twilight mumbled an embarrassed thank you as she took the hand offered to her. If her face hadn’t already been red, nor her heart already beating wildly, both would have resulted from locking eyes with the young man before her.

He was handsome, in a casual sort of way; trim and masculine without being intimidating. His arms were toned without being overly muscular, and his hand felt good clasped around her own. There was a sparkle in his eye as he got a good look at her face. His clothing suggested a rebellious streak, but his smile was rather endearing.

“T-Twilight?” his voice hesitated.

He was a tenor, but with enough bass range that it sent a pleasant tickle up Twilight’s spine, despite the uncertainty in his voice. She couldn’t help thinking how nice it would be to listen to him speak with her ear pressed against his bare chest.

Twilight’s eyes left his face and had just started to ogle the rest of his body when she realized three things. First, that he had a messy crown of blue hair; second, that he had a guitar slung over his back; and third, that this total stranger had called her by name. Based on what Pinkie had told her, she felt certain, at least within a ninety-five percent confidence interval, that she could assign a name to the young man.

Thinking of Pinkie Pie and of Flash Sentry’s body inevitably brought to mind her first encounter with her roommate turned girlfriend; part of her wished that the young man before her was nude so that she could compare. There was no denying that she found Flash Sentry to be attractive, in a way nearly equal to but completely different from her initial feelings toward Pinkie. She wondered what might happen if she cultivated those feelings, but her heart seemed to seize up at that thought.

Unfortunately, the rest of her body had not remained idle. Ignited by Rainbow Dash’s surprise and fueled by the sudden shock of running straight into this very handsome young man who sparked her imagination, the lower half of her body had begun to react rather forcefully.

She felt her penis give a twitch, but stronger than that, she felt a quiver in her vagina. Both feelings combined and fed back on each other, spurring her arousal quicker than usual. The prudent course seemed to be a hasty exit, making liberal use of her conveniently repositionable messenger bag to hide the telltales as she bolted home.

“Sorryforrunningintoyougottagobye!” Twilight blurted out, running as fast as her legs would carry her.

“Heya, Twi-Twi. What’s gotcha all door-slammy-shallow-breathy?” Pinkie was stretched out on her bed in her usual lounging attire of not much. Today she wore a matched blue and yellow cotton bra and panty set, rather practical compared to her usual tastes.

For her part, Twilight stood with her back flat to the door, through which she had just made a slam-bang entrance. Her chest heaved up and down as she tried hard to get her heart rate under control.

“Sorry. Got surprised,” Twilight panted between gasps. “Danger of—revealing secret.” She tried hard to force down the thoughts of Flash Sentry that threatened to invade her mind and to concentrate on Pinkie instead.

“Oooooooh,” Pinkie intoned, stretching the syllable ridiculously long as she dropped her eyes to the messenger bag Twilight still had clutched against her hips. “I thought you weren’t having that problem anymore. Do you need more sex? I’m totally okay with more sex.” Pinkie’s eyes sparkled as she licked her lips.

“What? No. Well, maybe. I don’t know,” Twilight spluttered, completely caught off guard. Heart rate mostly under control, she slipped off her bag and backpack, and set them on her bed. The crotch of her slacks still showed the outline of a bulge as she plopped down beside Pinkie who sat up to cuddle her. Twilight relaxed into Pinkie’s arm even as her girlfriend’s free hand moved straight for her thigh and rested tantalizingly close to the sign of her arousal.

“It was a combination of things. I don’t think I could have stopped it.” Twilight sighed, answering more out of instinct than anything else. “Rainbow sort of started it off, but it wasn’t really her fault.” Twilight blushed and turned away. “I don’t know if she told you, but Rainbow accidentally found out about me the other day.”

Pinkie’s hand squeezed her thigh and Twilight looked back toward her girlfriend tentatively. Even having been given license by Pinkie, Twilight felt ill at ease over giving into her hormones with Rainbow, even though they hadn’t actually had sex, nor had they even touched each other. Her fears were unfounded, however, as she found Pinkie grinning like a cheshire cat.

“Eeeee, tell me, tell me, tell me! Did you two bang? How was it? I haven’t played with Dashie in forever!” Pinkie bounced excitedly, her chest almost jiggling right out of her bra and her hand wandering randomly from Twilight’s thigh to the bulge in her pants.

“We didn’t, not really,” Twilight mumbled. “I was really freaked out at the accident at first, but Rainbow managed to calm me down, so I decided to show her properly.” She flexed her fingers, recalling Rainbow’s gentle approach, uncharacteristic for the usually brash athlete. “I was completely erect by then and I had to do something about it, but she didn’t want to risk upsetting Applejack, so she suggested we watch each other masturbate.” Twilight blushed a deep red.

Pinkie’s eyes shimmered, listening to the story while her hand gently caressed Twilight’s cock through her pants. “Aww… Yeah, Applejack’s kinda possessive when it comes to Dashie, but they both ended up a lot happier once they got together back in high school.”

Twilight nodded and took a deep breath to calm herself a bit, difficult now that Pinkie was stimulating her more directly. “But that was all days ago. When she was trying to calm me down, Rainbow was really slow and gentle, just barely brushing fingertips with me at first.” She demonstrated by raising a hand to her shoulder and caressing the hand Pinkie had resting there. “She surprised me by doing that again today as she left to go to band practice.”

Pinkie let out a squeal, nuzzling against Twilight’s cheek. “She must really like you! Oh, I wonder if she’s going to try and talk AJ into a threesome!”

Twilight blushed again. “Yeah, she mentioned wanting to.”

Pinkie bounced excitedly, rubbing her chest up against Twilight’s arm. “Go Twi-Twi! Even I haven’t been able to get an in to that party yet, but AJ might still be a little jealous of me over Dashie, maybe. Good luck!” Pinkie kissed her on the cheek and caressed her crotch a little more firmly. “So, what else made you get all excited, then?”

Twilight blushed as Pinkie’s expression returned to eager listening mode, knowing she would have to confess now, and wishing she hadn’t spoken up so hastily to start with. “I—I ran into Flash, I think.” Twilight’s eyes darted away again; her desire not to meet Pinkie’s gaze was doubly strong now. “I ran away before I asked, but he knew my name and he matched your description.”

“And you must have thought he was hot, right?” Pinkie’s voice still sounded bubblingly excited. There was no hint that Twilight’s hesitance was causing her any sort of upset. “Princess Twi got all blushy around him and she’s not even really the same species!”

“Y—yes. Pinkie, I found him just as attractive as I find you.” Twilight closed her eyes tight, trying to hold back the tears that were forming. “I couldn’t help it. I don’t know what to think. It felt—It still feels like cheating on you.”

“It’s okay, Twi-Twi. Your heart wants what your heart wants.” Pinkie simply held her and made shushing noises. “I mean, that’s kinda how AJ and Dashie got together. Dashie and I were sorta seeing each other, but I knew it was AJ she really liked. Dashie didn’t really want to break up with me, but one day my Pinkie Sense told me that AJ was finally ready to admit she like Dashie, so I let her go, and now they’re both really happy.” Pinkie’s voice became progressively softer as she spoke and when finished, she wiped away a single tear.

Twilight hung her head. “But I really don’t want to do that to you, Pinkie. You’ve made me feel more comfortable with myself than anyone ever has before.” Twilight swallowed, steeling herself to ask the question that had begun nibbling away at her mind. “Does your…” she hesitated, “Does your Pinkie Sense say anything about me right now?” She gave an involuntary shudder as her scientific mind reeled and fumed.

“Nopers!” Pinkie’s voice returned to its full enthusiasm. “Maybe you’ll stick with me. Maybe you’ll end up with Flash. Maybe we’ll make it a threesome, that might be fun! So don’t worry about it right now, okay? If it’s gonna happen, it’s gonna happen. It won’t stop me from being your friend.”

Twilight gave a shaky nod.

Pinkie blinked as if a light had just lit up in her brain. “Speaking of boys. I haven’t had any luck yet. I did find one guy who definitely liked dicks, but he’s totally not someone you want breaking you in. I’m still a little sore from the pounding he gave me.” Pinkie wiggled her butt against the bed, giving a comical little wince that may or may not have been for show. “I can’t imagine him topping another guy like that, but maybe he likes to bottom, I dunno.”

Twilight wrinkled her nose, wrapping Pinkie up in a hug. Her mind reeled from the abrupt change in topic, but spending so much time around her girlfriend was already desensitizing her to the phenomenon. “I’m sorry, Pinkie. You don’t need to go getting yourself hurt for my sake.”

“Nah, it’s all good. Sometimes I like it rough.” Pinkie waggled her eyebrows. “It just turned out to be a little too rough. Nothing a little rest won’t fix.”

“Well, uh, as long as you feel okay about it, then.” Twilight shrugged. “I better go take care of this thing myself before I get to my homework. I don’t want to make things worse for you if you’re feeling sore, and I would like to be finished with all my class work before our date tonight.”

Pinkie gave a predatory grin and squeezed Twilight’s bulge. “I totally still gotcha covered, Twi-Twi. Just let me run to the bathroom really quick.”

Twilight let out a little moan before Pinkie hopped up and careened out the dorm room door, grabbing a small bag of toilet articles along the way. In a bit of a daze, Twilight watched the door slam shut, then stood up and started peeling off her outer layers of clothing. She supposed that Pinkie just intended to give her oral sex, although she always felt a little guilty whenever there wasn’t time or opportunity to reciprocate.

By the time Pinkie returned, Twilight had stripped completely and changed into her bathrobe to guard against anyone walking by in the hall when the door opened.

“All ready!” Pinkie cried out as she burst back in, locking the door behind her. Twilight smiled and felt a warmth rise in her chest at the gesture, purely for her own benefit as she knew well.

She stood up as Pinkie approached, and met her girlfriend in a kiss. She let her mouth open to accept Pinkie’s probing tongue with a moan and let her body go slack as Pinkie’s arms slipped inside the bathrobe and wrapped around her naked body. Her own hands were soon busy with the catch of Pinkie’s bra.

Pinkie broke the kiss slowly, letting her hands drift down to cup Twilight’s butt and wrap gently around the stiff shaft of her member. “Still nice and hard,” she cooed. “Good, cause I’ve got a special surprise for you.”

Twilight stood, lost in thought at the comment, and watched as Pinkie slipped completely out of her underwear, grabbed a couple items from her drawer full of sex toys and related items, and hopped up on her bed, assuming a doggy style position.

“Come and get me!” Pinkie singsonged as she looked over her shoulder and grinned.

“But, I thought you were sore.” Twilight approached the bed tentatively, shrugging off her bathrobe, but looking puzzled. “And while your vagina is pretty special, I don’t quite see what’s so surprising.”

“My pussy’s a little sore,” Pinkie nodded in agreement, “but I’ve got two holes back there.” With an even wider grin, she pushed a wrapped condom and a bottle of lube across the bed toward Twilight. “Surprise! I ran off to clean up a little, but I didn’t have time to be thorough, so you’d better wrap it up. You don’t want to go getting an infection or anything.” Pinkie wiggled her butt and Twilight found her wide eyes drawn to the pink, puckered star sitting right above Pinkie’s vagina.

When Pinkie had showed off her drawer full of sex toys, Twilight hadn’t given much thought to the few devices clearly designed for anal use; three cone-shaped butt plugs, a string of rainbow colored anal beads, and two smaller-sized vibrating bullets. Now, with her eyes fixed on Pinkie’s index finger spreading a generous dollop of lube around her pucker and then dipping inside, Twilight couldn’t help but imagine each and every one of the toys in turn, penetrating her girlfriend’s tightest hole while Pinkie let out happy moans and squeals.

Her eyes were still fixed on the same point in space, even when Pinkie’s rounded butt disappeared from her vision. Twilight’s catatonia was ended when she felt a warm wetness engulf her penis. She let out a shuddering breath and looked down to see Pinkie pull her mouth off of and her fingers roll the condom onto her slickened shaft. The rubber lent a cold, detached feeling to Pinkie’s touch.

“P-Pinkie, you don’t have to do that for me,” Twilight protested, her body giving little shakes as Pinkie’s fingers spread some lube over the surface of the condom. “I t-thought you were just going to give me a b-blowjob.” She was rocked by a particularly intense shudder up her spine, feeling Pinkie’s fingers gently rubbing her vulva as she used the colloquial term for fellatio.

“Well, I would, Twi-Twi,” Pinkie chuckled, “but you get super antsy when it’s just me giving you an orgasm. Remember last Tuesday?”

Twilight closed her eyes and nodded with a deep blush. She felt Pinkie stand up and move closer until her warm breath tickled her ear.

“Besides,” Pinkie whispered, tracing her tongue around the rim of Twilight’s ear, “I like anal sex, so hurry up and stick that hard cock of yours in my butt.”

Back on the bed, Twilight’s hand trembled slightly as she tried carefully to line up her sheathed erection with Pinkie’s well lubricated sphincter. One hand still guiding, and the other resting on Pinkie’s butt, Twilight pushed her hips forward. There was a pressure resisting her entry, not present in Pinkie’s vagina, and she let out a groan as her penis shaft bent slightly under the force. Twilight closed her eyes with the effort, but kept pressing forward.

Her eyes shot open as, with a pop and a happy moan from Pinkie, the flared head of her penis disappeared inside Pinkie’s ass. Twilight could only imagine what it would feel like bare, but she was pleasantly surprised to find that the tight grip of Pinkie’s anus made up somewhat for the sensory disconnect of the condom.

“Mmm, sorry about the rough entry,” Pinkie half-giggled, half-moaned. “It’s been a while since anybody came knocking at my back door.” She pulled a pillow to her chest for support and let her head and arms rest on the mattress while keeping her butt high in the air. “Just start out kinda slow, and I’ll tell you when you can speed up, okay?”

Twilight gripped Pinkie’s hips with both hands as she gently started to piston herself in and out of Pinkie’s ass. Despite the condom dulling her senses, she found the experience pleasurably different, especially the tight outer ring gripping her shaft.

A few soft moans left her throat, but Pinkie was far louder, especially after she eventually directed Twilight up to a speed high enough that her hips made slapping sounds against Pinkie’s butt.

Twilight began to realize why boys reputedly disliked to wear condoms as her hips began to ache a little from thrusting. The stimulation she was receiving was enough to stay hard, but not quite enough to push her over the edge.

She bent forward over Pinkie’s body, hoping a new angle of attack might help, shifting her grip from Pinkie’s hips to her soft breasts. The change did help Pinkie, whose voice began to pitch up and muscles to clamp down.

“Oh, Twi-Twi. Stop for a minute.” Pinkie let out an elongated moan when she recovered a bit from her orgasm, Twilight’s hard cock still thrusting gently inside her butt. She ignored the disappointed groan from above as she slid free and spun around. Twilight’s tone changed quickly as Pinkie rolled the condom off and eagerly popped her mouth down over Twilight’s hard on.

Just like the first time, it didn’t take Twilight long to cum, and Pinkie drank it down happily. “Mmm, Twi-Twi. One of these days you gotta let me give you a real blowjob. Not one of these two minute jobbies, but a good fifteen-twenty minute cock worship session,” Pinkie cooed. “Or cock and pussy in your case. I’ll have to adapt since you don’t have balls I can get at.”

“That does sound nice.” Twilight let out a happy sigh as her erection began to fade. “Maybe you could give me a lesson in cunnilingus afterward. I’m sure I do alright, but I think I could better with some more guidance.”

“Totally!” Pinkie grinned wide, sitting up to give Twilight a kiss. She pulled back with a grimace only marginally related to her girlfriend. “Hey, Twi-Twi. You mind if I go clean up again while you start your homework?”

Twilight’s eyes widened a bit. “No, go ahead!” Twilight slipped off the bed and snatched Pinkie’s bathrobe off the hook in her closet, helping her girlfriend into it as she got gingerly to her own feet.

“Thanks, Twi-Twi.” Pinkie pecked Twilight on the cheek as the latter girl slipped into her own bathrobe and tied it shut. “Hey, and someday when we have enough time to prep all the way, we can do anal without having to worry about a pesky rubber.”

Twilight gave a nervous chuckle as Pinkie stepped toward the door. “Sounds like I still have a lot to learn about sex. Lucky for me that I have such a great teacher.”

Pinkie just grinned as she closed the door behind her.