Everybody Does Sunset Shimmer!

Twilight Sparkle stared, slack-jawed, glasses askew, at the screen of her laptop. Her cheeks, ears, and neck burned feverishly red, and her hair frizzed out randomly from its normally neat ponytail and straight bangs. A stuck, stuttering sound emitted from her throat, not quite words or a scream, but the sound of a human brain suffering a Blue Screen of Death. Her broken stutter couldn't quite drown out the moans and grunts drifting up from the speakers.

Rainbow Dash and Rarity walked into the yearbook club room, talking lightly and laughing about something. "Hey Twilight!" Rainbow called cheerfully. "Man, you shoulda been there, we just saw—" She blinked as Twilight's frozen state registered. "Twi? You okay?"

"Gnaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa—"

"Goodness, Twilight, you look positively a fright!" Rarity said.

"—bnghhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee—"

Rainbow waved a hand in front of Twilight's frozen face, frowning. "Yeah, she's gone," she said. She turned her attention to Twilight's laptop. "What, did they lose a probe on Uranus or some—" She cut off abruptly, her eyes going wide. "Uh, hey, Twi, umm..." She bit her lip. "Look, I ain't gonna judge or nothin', I mean, I like watchin' that kinda stuff too, but maybe you shouldn't be watchin' it at school?"

"Whatever do you mean, Rainbow Dash?" Rarity asked curiously, moving in beside her. She glanced at the screen, and her face flushed. "Oh—oh my," she said. "Y-yes, perhaps it would be better to...yes..."

The video playing on Twilight's laptop showed a close-up view of a woman's bare backside, bouncing up and down on a man's stiff cock, his large hands kneading her jiggling ass. Ragged moans accompanied each slap of his balls as he hilted inside her.

"So...yeah...probably a good idea to turn this off before anyone else shows up, right?" Rainbow Dash said as she pulled up a chair, turned it around, and straddled it, her hand going for the volume dial. "Man, she's railin' that guy hard!"

"Honestly, Rainbow Dash!" Rarity scoffed, though she made no move to stop the video or swat Rainbow's hand away from the volume control. "How do you intend to explain this to anyone who happens to wander in and catches you watching something so lewd?" She frowned and looked up at Twilight. "And you, for that matter! This is very unlike you, Twilight! Why ever would you be risking the embarrassment of being caught watching pornography in public, at school no less? Why—"

Rainbow Dash suddenly leaned back from the screen, face pale. "No way," she breathed. "No frickin' way."

Rarity paused in her tirade to give Rainbow an exasperated look. "Oh, honestly, Rainbow Dash, what now?"

Rainbow pointed a shaking finger at the screen. Rarity leaned in. Her eyes widened. She let out a shocked gasp.

The woman in the video had changed position, and her long, wavy copper and gold hair had swung into full view of the camera, hanging loose in her sweaty, flushed face. Teal eyes rolled back in their sockets, her tongue lolling out as her partner moved to take her from behind.

* * * * *

A camera lens peered out from under a pile of old blankets on a weatherbeaten old foot locker. Across the room, Sunset Shimmer smoothed clean, well-worn sheets onto her bed, her royal purple terrycloth bathrobe swishing loosely around her body and her orange fuzzy slippers slip-slapping against the carpeted floor.

The doorbell rang. Sunset took a deep, cleansing breath, then padded down the hall from the bedroom to the living room and answered the door. The man on the other side was in his fifties, with a few greasy, sweaty patches of dark brown hair still barely clinging to his mostly bare scalp, a perpetual scrub of five-o'-clock shadow, saggy grey eyes in a tanned, weatherbeaten face, and a broad frame with thick, hairy arms and a bit of a pot belly. He wore faded, stained jeans, loafers, and a plain brown T-shirt. He had a small brown paper bag dangling from one hand. "Hey, uh, Sunset," he said in a tired, reedy voice.

"Sal," Sunset nodded, stepping aside to let him in. As soon as Sal crossed the threshold, she locked the door behind him, then moved to sit down in her favorite recliner, adjusting her robe just so as she crossed her legs. "So, did you want to do anything special this time? Any roleplay or—"

"Nah, nah, no time," Sal said. "My niece has a thing tonight, I'm gonna have to get shaved and do the whole suit and tie thing, takes me a while." He fidgeted. "Actually, there's one thing, but it's a little weird."

Sunset gave Sal a half-smile. "I can handle weird," she said with half-lidded eyes.

Sal put the bag in his lap and pulled out a pair of black strappy sandals with four-inch heels. "Could you, eh, put these on while we're doin' it? They're Lisa's."

Sunset blinked. "Your daughter's?"

"Yeah." Sal shifted. "And...and could you maybe call me Daddy?"

Sunset's insides squirmed, but she nodded. "Sure," she said. She stood and crossed over to the sofa, taking the sandals from Sal, then kicked off her own slippers and put them on. The fit was close enough, so she walked around in them for a second, then beckoned Sal to follow her with a crook of her finger. She led him to her bedroom, where she turned to face the door. As soon as Sal entered, she stripped off her robe, revealing a strapless lacy black bra and matching high-cut panties that left tantalizingly little to the imagination. She favored him with a pouty look. "I've been a bad girl, Daddy," she said in a sultry tone.

"Oh I know, baby girl," Sal said as he fumbled with his belt buckle. "Daddy's gonna punish you real good..."

Unnoticed by either, a red light and a smaller, flashing green light lit up on a drone hidden under a pile of blankets.

Sunset got down on her knees in front of Sal and helped him drop his pants, freeing his already-stiff cock. She let out sultry, encouraging moans as she worked his shaft with one hand while dragging the length of her tongue along the vein before flicking it around his tip, then taking him partway into her mouth. She looked up at him as she held there for a minute before going down on him, grunting and moaning as his cock prodded the back of her throat again and again. It didn't take long for Sal to come—it never did—and Sunset counted maybe three minutes before she was showing him a wad of cum on her tongue before slowly swallowing it, then languidly wiping cum from her face with her fingers and gingerly wiping it off on a baby wipe. "Oh, Daddy, it's so good," she moaned throatily.

"I've got more for you, baby," Sal said as he sat down on the edge of the bed. Sunset slowly stood up and shimmied her hips as she teased at her bra and panties, giving Sal a nice long show before first freeing her luscious breasts from their lace prison, then peeling off her panties to afford him full view of her flushed, eager sex. Keeping the borrowed shoes on, Sunset straddled Sal's lap. After stroking him with her hand and thigh to get him hard again, she guided him into her slit and bore down on him hard, taking all of him inside with one thrust. She moaned and grunted as she rode him, taking him fast and hard and deep, timing his breathing. She felt him seize up under her and pushed off, sliding out of his lap. He pumped empty air for a minute before slowing down, then reached for her. She smiled and turned to lay on her side on the bed. Sal squatted behind her and arranged himself between her thighs, hauling one perfect orange leg up over his shoulder as he prodded at her slit with his twitching cock. She eased into him, and he thrust insistently into her, desperate for release. Sunset panted like a bitch, eyes rolling back in her head as her body jerked and shuddered.

* * * * *

"Is this...is this live?" Rarity asked, unabashedly staring at the video in which Sunset Shimmer now lay on her side and was being pounded by an overweight, middle-aged man with more hair on his dick than on his head.

Twilight, having finally stopped making her stuck noise, nodded mutely, eyes riveted on the screen.

"What—but—why didn't you say nothin'?" Rainbow asked. "We gotta go help her, she's bein'—bein'—" She faltered as Sunset crawled around on the bed and bent over, raising her ass into the air. She let out a loud, long moan as the man grabbed her hips and pounded her from behind. "Umm. Okay so maybe not, but—just—what?!"

The door blew open with the force of a cannon bolt. Pinkie Pie barged in, one hand raised in greeting. "Hi, ladies!" she said. Fluttershy walked in behind her with far more grace and infinitely less volume. "What's shakin'?" She bounded over to the table and peeked over Rainbow's shoulder. "Ooh, are we having a porn party? You should've texted me, I coulda brought pickles and popcorn balls to snack on! And sushi!"

"Why are you girls watching porn in the yearbook roooooooOOOOOOOOH MY—"

"Who even is that she's, ahem, rendezvousing with?" Rarity asked.

Twilight adjusted her glasses. "Her landlord," she said grimly.

"WHAT?!"

* * * * *

One Wednesday afternoon, Twilight was at Sunset's apartment; Sunset was helping Twilight calibrate her selfie-drone, but it was really just an excuse for the two girls to hang out and be dorky while their other friends were busy with other things.

"And so then I said—" Sunset was interrupted by the doorbell. "Hold on," she said, jumping up and heading for the door. "Who is it?" she called as she neared the door, reaching for the top lock.

"It's Sal," her landlord's gruff voice said through the wood.

Sunset opened the door. "Hey Sal," she said. "What's up?"

Sal's eyes shifted around nervously. "Here for your rent," he said quietly.

Sunset frowned. "Uh, Sal? It's only the 29th."

Sal scratched the back of his bald head. "Yeah, I know, but we're movin' Lisa up to Filly this weekend," he said. "It's gonna take four days, an' you know how it is, a long drive like that..."

Sunset winced. "Oh, uh..." She bit her lip. "Can you come back in like, two hours?" she whispered.

"Sorry," Sal said. "It's gotta be now."

Sunset grimaced. "Hold on just a sec." She retreated into the apartment, where Twilight had stopped working on the drone and was standing and watching her curiously.

"Something wrong, Sunset?" Twilight asked.

"Yeah, sorry," Sunset said. "I've got some business to take care of with Sal, it's gonna take the rest of the day. I hate to just run you out, but...can we pick back up tomorrow?"

Twilight nodded. "Sure, it's no problem," she said. She gathered up her things and gave Sunset a wary half-smile. "It's nothing serious, is it?"

"No, not really," Sunset said. "Just boring lease stuff. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay. Bye!" Twilight left. Sunset closed the door behind her, leaned against it, and sighed heavily.

"So your friends have no idea, huh?" Sal asked.

"Of course not," Sunset snorted indignantly, averting her eyes. "You think I want anyone knowing I whore myself out to you just to have a roof over my head?"

Sal raised an eyebrow. "A fully furnished roof way above what a girl your age living on her own can afford," he pointed out.

Sunset smirked bitterly. "I do love my leather couch and my flatscreen," she said wryly.

"That's my girl," Sal said, setting a leather tool bag down on the living room table. "Now, let's get started, I brought something special with me today." He pulled a ball gag and a pair of handcuffs out of the bag.

Sunset winced. "Really, Sal?"

"I'm under a lot of stress with this move," Sal said. "I need a release. I know you can take it." With that, he walked over to Sunset, turned her to face the door, pushed her against it, and roughly seized her wrists, snapping the handcuffs on. Pinning her in place with one knee, he pulled her curtain of wavy hair aside and strapped the ball gag in place. She muffled protests through the gag as he pawed at her breasts through her shirt and groped her thighs and ass. Taking hold of her shoulders, Sal roughly marched Sunset across the living room and pressed her up against the corner window. On this side of the building, the line of sight from the street to the second floor was obstructed by the property fence and a few shade trees. One would have to be looking directly at Sunset's window to see anything unusual.

Such as a magnificent pair of bare breasts mashed up against the window and a gorgeous, ball-gagged girl with her eyes squeezed shut tight as her landlord pounded her in the ass like a jackhammer. Tears streamed from the corners of Sunset's eyes, the gag muffling her whimpers of protest, as Sal roughly held her in place by her hair while his cock rammed into her asshole over and over again, without any lube to ease the friction. Her skirt was pushed all the way up to bare her jiggling ass; every few thrusts, Sal would give her ass a sharp slap, drawing a harsh, muffled cry and a choked sob as drool puddled in Sunset's mouth, weakly dribbling through the gag in long, syrupy strings. Sal blew a load into her ass, then started roughly fingering her wet cunt as she heaved and panted and tried to clear her mouth of spit. As soon as he was hard again, he thrust his cock into her slit, pounding her harder and faster than before, pawing at her breast with his free hand.

In just a few minutes, Sal came inside her. She slumped against the window, eyes half-open and bleary, ass red and swollen. Sal grabbed her by the chain of her cuffs and dragged her toward the back of the apartment. "I've got forty more minutes, a camera, and a dildo the size of a horse cock," he grunted. "By the time we're through, you're not gonna be able to sit for a week."

Sunset whimpered.

* * * * *

"Her landlord?" Rainbow cried, looking from Twilight back to the video, squinting. "Oh my god it is," she said in dawning realization. "Eww!"

"Oh my goodness, oh my goodness," Fluttershy whimpered, hands covering her mouth. "Why is Sunset doing, umm...that...with...him?"

Twilight adjusted her glasses and bowed her head. "One day, Sal dropped by while we were working on my drone. He was pretty insistent on collecting the rent early. I don't think Sunset knew I overheard that part, because she said they had to deal with some 'boring lease stuff' and ran me off. I didn't think anything about it at first, but then the next month I noticed that Sunset said she couldn't hang out with us on the first of the month and was pretty evasive about why. And then I noticed a pattern."

"Now that you mention it, Sunset always is busy on the first of the month," Pinkie Pie said. "Even back when she was the queen meanie of the school..."

The girls looked around at each other in horror.

"Wait," Rainbow said. "You mean Sunset's payin' her rent with her pussy?!"

Rarity pulled a face. "Well, it...is the second oldest profession, as they say," she said.

"Poor Sunset," Fluttershy whimpered.

The door opened again. Applejack and Wallflower Blush walked in. "Howdy y'all," Applejack called. "Whut's goin' on, anything good?"

"Ah—"

"Um—"

"Er—"

"Oh...oh dear..."

Wallflower drifted over and stared at Twilight's laptop, blinking dazedly. "Why are you girls watching a video of Sunset Shimmer having sex with a middle-aged man?" She frowned. "Actually, why is Sunset Shimmer doing that and why do you have a video of it?"

"Y'all whut now?"

The girls caught in the act of watching shifted around awkwardly even as Sunset's loud, throaty orgasm rattled the laptop speakers. Applejack walked over and stared at the screen for a long moment. She raised her eyebrow. "That her landlord?"

"Yeah."

Applejack pursed her lips. "First of the month?"

"Yeah."

"So...rent's due."

"Uh-huh."

"An' Sunset Shimmer pays her rent by lettin' her landlord plow her field?"

"Looks that way."

"Huh." Applejack shrugged. "Well, it's a way to git 'er done."

Rainbow blinked. "Wow, you're awful calm about this. Shouldn't you be having a more, I dunno, prudish country reaction?"

Applejack snorted. "Sunset's a big girl, she can handle herself. 'Sides, it's dang smart. Only thing most guys want more'n money is coochie. Sunset's got 'erself a dang nice place t' live an' it ain't costin' her nothin' but her dignity. Ain't fer me nor y'all t' judge." She reached over and closed the video. "But damned if Ah'm gonna sit here an' let y'all watch."

The girls looked at each other guiltily.

"Umm...I'm gonna go," Rainbow said suddenly, squirming. "I got...stuff I forgot to do. Yeah."

"I believe I'll be leaving as well," Rarity said. "It is uncomfortably warm in here, I think I shall go home and draw a cold bath."

"Umm...yeah...I'm gonna go too," Fluttershy said.

"Not me!" Pinkie said cheerfully. "I don't feel the least bit awkward and I'm not gonna make up a weak excuse to go flick the bean!"

"Aaand you just made it awkward," Rainbow said with an annoyed sigh.

"Yeah, I'm just gonna...go," Twilight said, sliding out of the room. "Not for what Pinkie said, I just have a lot of homework. Yeah."

Ten minutes later, Micro Chips became the luckiest boy at CHS.