Rainbow Dash exited her home with a bit of pep in her step. After a good chunk of time working at the weather factory an then working out at the gym, she finally had time to hit the club. If you somehow didn't know her, Dash was the type who really loved hitting the club when she had the time. There was something there that she always loved experiencing; whether it was the liquor, the music, or the groupies she picked up, she didn't know.

The cyan pegasus flew down towards the surface, Luna's wonderful night sky surrounding her. Dash would have to remember to talk to Luna at some point or another, but that was for a later time. Right now, she was focused on flying towards the loud thumping of dubstep in the distance. The familiar sound of the bass always managed to give her a thrill or two, but what she wanted more than that was the one causing it. The legendary DJ herself, Vinyl Scratch. She and Dash had been decent enough friends for a time being, but Dash always wanted more.

As Dash stepped into the club, she immediately met the one she so admired up on stage, getting the crowd rocking. This gave Dash the time she needed to drink in the details of the unicorn's body. Her coat was pure white, and her made was an electric blue, styled in ways no amount of hair gel could replicate. It was kept short, sure, but her tail was kept as long as her legs were, and oh her legs. They were the perfect degree of slenderness, they completely outdid even goat legs. Going up from there, Vinyl sported a tight, little rump clothed in dark blue cargo shorts, a waistline even supermodels were jealous of lying just above, followed by a slim bust that was neither too small, nor too large. Just over that was a white tank top with her symbol on the front; a black record with a white hand scratching it on a turntable. As per always, she finished off her outfit with her signature purple-lensed sunglasses.

Everywhere you looked, you saw strobing lights and raving ponies. The club was absolutely thundering from the sound of the giant speakers. The best part already was that the bass had yet to even drop. Dash made a mental note to be in the center of the mosh pit once that happened; it was usually the safest place to be when it happened. Vinyl was rocking hard and enjoying every second of it, her horn glowing as she shifted from one track to the next, creating an epic smoothie of all kinds of different sounds.

Right away, Dash headed over to the bar and ordered herself a blue velvet martini. Getting crunk off the bat wasn't what she liked doing, but she had a lot of things to forget about this evening, and she needed something strong and hard to help her out (and no, disrobing and looking at herself in the mirror doesn't count). She slammed the drink down hard and instantly felt the relief it brought with it. There were always stories about how constant alcoholism ruined lives, but Dash was by no means an alcoholic; she just indulged herself in a couple of drinks every now and again when she hit the club.

Vinyl was getting herself revved up, a wild look on her face appearing as she got ready to drop the bass. Dash recognized this look from sometime before, and because of it, she dove right into the center of the dance floor. Once that bass dropped, and did it ever drop, every pony on the floor started spastically thrashing out. This was the exact effect that dubstep had on drunken ponies, and it was something Dash would never forget to prepare for in advance when she went a-clubbin'. Bodies thrashed and thrusted themselves in all manner of directions, a sea of knees, elbows, and heads banging every here and there.

It was around this time that Dash had decided to join in, which actually wasn't the best of ideas and for a couple reasons. When she stopped, everything around her started shaking. All the colors started fading away and she was left with this really bad feeling in the back of her head. Her eyelids shut themselves as she fell forward, landing with superb thud as face met electrical floor.

Rainbow Dash awoke some time later in a daze. She was on a couch in a room surrounded with all kinds of equipment, and there was this faint buzzing in her head. After about a minute or two of wondering, none other than Vinyl Scratch herself came in with a relieved expression.

"Man, am I ever glad to see you're still alive. You totally just OD'd in the middle of the floor" the DJ sighed.

Naturally, Dash's first reaction was to go wide-eyed and scream "WHAT!?". Never before had she ever gone overboard. She always took things slowly and gradually worked her way up to the top. How was it that this time, she had tried going to the top from the get-go? It just didn't make any sense, it was like something out of a nightmare or something.

"Yeah, you blacked out and hit the floor pretty hard, even managed to yak up a bit of...something. Turns out the bartender accidentally gave you a concentrated shot of vodka. If anything, I guess this proves you're not ready for it, Dash" Vinyl explained, lifting her shades up over her horn.

Dash just grabbed her head and winced. She wasn't sure how long she was out, but she was already feeling hungover. The feeling only managed to get worse after Vinyl asked "So...what was that thing in your pants?", the latter blushing and avoiding eye contact almost immediately afterward. Once again, Dash went wide-eyed.

"Uh...How did you...?" she struggled to ask, Vinyl still refusing to make eye contact.

"I...sorta saw this huge bulge. I thought it was just your keys at first, but now I'm not so sure" she answered.

On the inside, Dash was conflicted about whether or not she wanted to come clean and accept it or beat her already-aching head against the wall. One thing she did differently that year, and her life's work of keeping herself a secret went and got flushed. She gave her face a soft whack and groaned, frustrated about how everything had just snowballed right then and there, but she was surprised to feel a velvet-coated hand on her own.

Vinyl was looking right in the eye, smiling at her in ways she had only seen once before. "Don't sweat it, I'm not tellin' anyone anything. When you live a life as crazy as mine, things like this happens" she assures Dash, instilling a very confident feeling in the pegasus. Dash just smiled and looked at Vinyl, looking deep into her beautiful, scarlet eyes. Before she even knew it, she had started to lean in. This didn't seem to bother the latter though, as she just smiled and leaned in as well. Dash had puckered her lips only slight, and even closed her eyes. Just as she was sure that she would meet her lips, something made of paper just went and got in the way.

"Um, I got you this special pass to help you out. It'll get you in without needing to pay so much as one bit for a couple of weeks. Something to say sorry, ya know?" Vinyl explained, leaving Dash with a burning feeling in her blood. "Don't give me that look. I know what you were trying to do, and as much as I wanna stay here and indulge you, I've still got a club to run. Plus, you need to relax a little after that accident" she continued, disappointing Dash even further. "Stick around til after the show's done, I'll give you a private one back here" Vinyl stated with a wink as she left.

All things considered, this would be Dash's time to just do as she says and she'll get what she wants later on. She lied back down and got comfortable, letting the small pulse of the music lull her to sleep. At least, that would be the case if she weren't so excited. You'd be excited too if Vinyl Scratch would be coming to give you a treat later on.

After about an hour or two of waiting, the music started to die down. A great number of footsteps indicated the club was starting to close down for the evening. A little weird though, considering that usually night clubs didn't close for the night until it was probably two or three AM. It was still the weekend and all, but it gave Dash a little reason to worry nonetheless. Thankfully, this worrying of hers was out to an end when Vinyl came back in through the door.

The snow-white unicorn came in and did the unthinkable; she pulled her tank top off and just threw it to the side, showing off her tight black bikini top underneath. She sat right down in the chair next to the couch and sighed. "Oh man, these guys either know how to party hard or I'm just getting old" she joked with a small chuckle.

"You're barely older than I am, and you're still in your prime" Dash responded, Vinyl chuckling even more.

"Thanks, Dash, it's always good to hear that from a friend like you" Vinyl's chest heaved with every breath she took, and her muzzle was red, signifying she herself had been hitting the drinks. She got up and walked over to the couch, her tail raised in the air and her shades set down on a nearby coffee table. "Now, where did I leave you off last time?" she asked in a rather sultry tone before initiating a kiss.

Dash didn't hesitate to wrap her arms around Vinyl's shoulders. Just like she expected, the DJ's fur was soft. She didn't have too toned of a body, but she still kept herself in great shape. She traced her fingers down Vinyl's spine and she let out a moan into her mouth. They broke away for about a split second of breath before diving right back in. Dash's tongue felt positively amazing wrestling with Vinyl's soft, moist one. Her wings practically shot straight out, she was so aroused.

The two mares broke apart once again, this time, featuring Dash pulled her shirt up. Vinyl cupped one of Dash's breasts and started massing them, tweaking the front of her bra slightly as they shared another steamy kiss. Dash could feel her heartbeat start to increase. Hell, she could hear Vinyl's heartbeat with how close they were. Either way, someone's heart was beating excessively and to the other, it felt amazing. Speaking of feeling amazing, Dash could feel her bra being unhook by a stream of magic as Vinyl starting nipping at her neck and shoulder. After that was done, Vinyl practically ripped her skimpy little top off and sat right down on Dash's lap.

The Dj's hands started going over the base of Dash's wings, digging her fingers into the pits of them and bringing one throaty moan after another into the room. Dash pretty much never cared about being heard to begin with after everything else she had gone through. It wasn't like things were really going to make a difference. Dash simply rested her hands on Vinyl's killer ass and gave the individual cheeks a good squeeze. Vinyl seemed to like that, so she did it again. Same reaction. Vinyl leaned down to and started licking and suckling on Dash's dark blue nipples, tweaking the one she wasn't working on with her fingers. If you thought Dash wasn't hard before, you've see nothing yet.

Dash's rod started rising far out her sheathe and practically tore right through her pants. Vinyl could feel the rising flesh stick beneath her and sat up. She didn't really seem to mind it though. She actually just watched it poke its way through the top of Dash's waistband before grabbing hold of the flaring head. She got up and pulled Dash's pants down as fast as she could, letting the blue member just bob free, then started to stroke it as she smiled at Dash. "I figured you'd have something like this below the belt. That bulge did seem pretty meaty after all" she purred as she started licking it.

For the most part, Dash just leaned back and let Vinyl do the work. The unicorn's tongue and mouth skills were phenomenal. She wrapped her tongue around her wide girth and started sucking the blue flesh, teasing her balls as she did so. If this was the kind of thing that Vinyl did after getting hammered, Dash would have to put her free drinks to good use. The DJ kept on filling the air with moist, sucking sounds and Dash filled it with her moans and winces. Soon enough, Vinyl was enveloping her head around Dash's member, her mouth and throat forming a nice, warm tunnel for her shaft to travel through. As if being good with her tongue wasn't enough, Vinyl was incredible with her throat too, even being able to pretty much turn off her gag reflex as she took in several inches without any difficulty.

Dash rested her hand on the back of Vinyl's head and ushered her to continue along the way, and she could hear Vinyl playing with herself already. All manner of squelching noises started filling the room, and it only managed to get Dash further along the path of climax. Her testicles shriveled up and she felt herself blast a hot load right into Vinyl's gullet. She wasn't expecting the hermaphrodite to cum so quickly, but didn't seem disappointed in the slightest. She just pulled herself off the shaft and winked at her.

"Salty, but sweet" she deadpanned. Dash gave gave her a smile and offered a box of tissues that was on the nearby end table. Vinyl happily accepted and scrubbed her face clean. Afterwards, she stood up and revealed she had her shorts and an incredibly thin thong around her knees, her fingers eagerly returning to dripping hole from earlier and Vinyl smiled. "So, are you ready for round two?" she asked.

Dash just put on her gameface and beckoned the mare over. Once situated properly, the two worked in tandem to get Vinyl in position. Dash's rod had already started to swell back up and was soon rock-hard once more. Vinyl spread open her moist folds and started dropping down upon Dash's flaring head. A little bit further and she had entered successfully. Right away, the DJ's hot tunnel tightened itself around Dash's member, each little pulsation of Dash's heartbeat made Vinyl moan lustfully. Dash blushed as she felt Vinyl's hips already starting to move themselves, taking her in deeper by another few inches. She grabbed hold of the music notes adorning Vinyl's soft ass and thrusted herself in hard.

The more Dash thrusted up, the more Vinyl's hips brought her back down. The DJ placed her hands on top of Dash's shoulder as they shared another kiss as Dash's pace started to increase. Soon, the air was thick with the smell of sex, and filled with all kinds of wet smacks; both from Vinyl's folds getting wetter and from Dash's ball whacking against the former's cheeks.

After a little while, the mares changed positions; Vinyl getting on all fours on the couch while Dash teased her opening. The teasing didn't last long as Vinyl wrapped her tail around Dash's waist and pulled her forward. Dash rammed herself right in and started getting right back into the same pace, thrusting just a bit harder and faster than the last time. Vinyl's eyes rolled back and tongue lolled out, her expression completely overcome with pleasure. Dash had a big smile and scrunched her face up with her coming orgasm. She leaned forward until she was practically embracing the DJ from behind, then proceeded to grab hold of her breasts in each hand as she kept on thrusting. If anyone were to listen in on this from the outside, all they'd hear would be the sound of two mares moaning and a fast whapping of balls against pussy flesh.

After what felt like an eternity, Dash finally climaxed. Hot seed shot through Vinyl like bullets through a barrel, the DJ riding out her own orgasm for as long she could until her folds contracted and shot forth cum of her own. The juices mixed between the two of them and exploded into a big, sticky mess on the floor and couch. Dash simply fell on top of the unicorn, both of them panting in extreme exhaustion. Vinyl tipped her head back and shared one last kiss before they both blacked out.

"Vinyl!" shouted a rather sophisticated English-accented voice. Slowly, Vinyl and Dash roused themselves into a hazy awakening. As if having slept in the backroom all night weren't awkward enough, both of them were naked, and Dash's now-flaccid rod was stuck inside Vinyl's warm inner folds.

"Oh...hey there, Tavi" Vinyl greeted with a yawn. "Some night, isn't it?" she continued as Dash stretched her wings.

"First off, don't call me by that wretched nickname. Second, it's morning" Octavia groaned, blushing at the sight before her.

"Um...Sorry about all this, Octavia" Dash apologized, trying as best she could to stealthily slide herself out of Vinyl.

"I haven't any quarrel with you, Rainbow Dash, though I suspect I'll be needing the most therapy to get that...thing out of my mind" Octavia responded.

At this point, Vinyl had essentially gone the rest of the way and pulled Dash's member out of her, the head leaving a rather audible pop as the DJ gave a disappointed whine. "Hey, don't be dissin' the rainbow rod just yet, Tavi, this thing feels amazing inside" she defended as she got up to face her roommate. Octavia simply crossed her arms and avoided eye contact.

"I'll take your word for it, now come on, we need to get going" Octavia turned and left, not wanting to see this unsightly image any longer. Vinyl just scratched the back of her head and chuckled, magically floating a bundle of clothes up to her.

"Well, at least we had a great time, right D?"

"Yeah, it was awesome!" Dash responded, already having started putting her clothes back on.

"We gotta do this again sometime, maybe next week?" Vinyl offered with a wink.

"Definitely" Dash answered with a wink of her own.

Author's Note

And ya know what, I think I might just make Tavi-Chan the next target for Dash's sexy shenanigans.