The Benefits of Crazy, Younger Mares

Rainbow looked at herself in the mirror, admiring how she looked in her brand new outfit. It was a prime example of the little black dress, the sheer fabric clung to her curves and highlighted every part of her body. Rarity had made it for her when she heard that Rainbow had a date with Soarin, declaring the dress “properly seductive.” Her mane was combed out, carefully swept into an elegant river of color over one half of her face. Aloe and Lotus had been especially thorough when she had last visited the spa, obviously aware of Dash’s new beau. It had a slit down one side, exposing one cutie mark and the shapely leg it rested on. A simple golden necklace rounded off her new outfit.

With her trademark smirk Rainbow turned around admiring the way the clingy dress showed off her (amazing) ass. Over the past couple weeks she had noticed much more of a jiggle in it, the stallions around town had certainly noticed it as well.

“Damn I’m hot,” Rainbow said cockily.

Her narcissistic moment was interrupted when her doorbell rang. After one last rump wiggle Rainbow exited her bedroom, quickly making her way to the front door. She stopped in front of it, and with a final breath for confidence, she pulled it open.

Soarin stood on her doorstep; his normally unkempt mane thoroughly combed out. He was dressed in a simple suit which was clearly freshly taken out of his closet and dry cleaned. A plain white shirt and red tie completed his ensemble. Rainbow had to admit, if Rarity got her hooves on him, he would look positively ravishing. But that would come later, right now he was standing on her front porch with a bouquet of roses and a nervous smile on his face.

“Hello,” he said shakily before clearing his throat. “Are you ready?” he asked, his voice much more confident this time.

Rainbow felt a broad grin split her lips, but quickly turned it into a sultry smile.

“Of course I am, but the real question is are you ready for me?”

The teasing lilt in her voice sent a small blush to Soarin’s face.

Rainbow grinned before leaning forward and gently biting the head off one of the roses. She chewed it slowly, savoring the rich taste. They were obviously very expensive, and Rainbow felt the stallion deserved something as a reward.

“Let me take these inside and put them in a vase; they’re very good.”

Soarin let Rainbow take the flowers from him and he nervously ran his hoof through his mane.

“If I knew your favorite I would have gotten you something else, but I figured that nopony can really go wrong with roses.”

Rainbow gave him an earnest smile before turning around and making her way to the kitchen, completely aware of the stallion’s eyes on her plot. Smirking, she exaggerated the roll in her hips, lifting her tail up a bit higher than necessary so Soarin had an uninterrupted view. She could definitely feel the new jiggle in her step.

She turned the corner and broke into a brisk trot, quickly making the rest of her way to the kitchen. She put the roses in a simple vase, resolving to transfer them to something a bit more ornate after she returned home. Her task completed, she rapidly went back to Soarin, who was patiently waiting on the doorstep.

“Alright, lets go!” Rainbow said as she brushed past Soarin.

The stallion had booked a sky carriage for them, an expensive one from the looks of it. Two finely dressed pegasus chauffeurs were hooked up to it, standing patiently for their charges.

“I didn’t think we needed a big one,” he explained as he held the door open.

Rainbow squealed internally as she stepped into the carriage, the entire evening seemed to suddenly hit her right then. Her dream stallion was taking her out on a date! She felt bad for Rarity, Blueblood had been downright terrible to her, but Soarin was great! How many stallions would go to this extent on a first date? Soarin stepped in after her, and they sat facing each other on either side of the carriage.

When they were safely inside, the chauffeurs lifted off, the lack of turbulence and shaking evidence of their skill. Soarin and Rainbow rode in silence for a while, the air between them gradually becoming more and more awkward as neither spoke.

“Listen Rainbow,” Soarin finally said, “I don’t want this to come out the wrong way, but you’ve changed a lot since I last saw you. You went from this young talented fanmare who couldn’t go ten seconds without squealing in front of the Wonderbolts to….” his voice trailed off, “I’m just wondering what happened?”

Rainbow sighed.

“Well, thats a long story and I have no problem telling you it at some point, but for now lets just say a friend helped me out a lot,” she winced a bit as she replayed her actions earlier. “This whole seductive thing,” she gestured to her tightly clad form. “is new to me, so its fun. But you have no idea how excited I am to be going on this date. I know I came on as a bit strong, but…” her voice trailed off as Soarin placed one of his hooves on hers.

“Calm down Rainbow, I know you’re happy to be here. I remember your celebration dance. Just forgive me if I seem a bit overwhelmed tonight, you really are an amazing mare.”

Rainbow felt herself blush up to her ears at the earnest compliment.

“So,” Soarin continued, “have you been working on any new tricks lately?”

Soarin grinned as the old Rainbow Dash returned full force, positively overflowing with enthusiasm as words began to tumble out of her mouth

******

Soarin and Dash were laughing as the carriage pulled in front of the restaurant. It was a classy little place, obviously expensive; without Soarin’s Wonderbolt status, it would probably have been absurdly difficult to get a reservation for.

“Your friends sound very entertaining,” Soarin said as his chuckles died down, “certainly more so than the Wonderbolts.”

“Oh come on,” Rainbow replied, “I’m sure you get up to all sorts of shenanigans in the locker room.”

Soarin rolled his eyes, “Yea, but I’m not allowed to tell you about them.”

“Lets see how long you can say that,” Rainbow retorted with a smirk.

One of the chauffeurs politely cleared his throat, “Sir and madam, we have arrived.”

“Oh sorry,” Soarin said as he opened the door, stepping out first before extending his hoof to Rainbow, “allow me, milady.”

Rainbow scoffed but nonetheless accepted the help. She stepped gracefully onto the curb, giving Soarin a grateful smile.

“You know the second we go in there, ponies are going to be talking, right?” Soarin said, “I really don’t care what they say about me, but I don’t want them to say bad things about you.”

Rainbow felt herself melt a little inside at his sincere words before leaning forward and gently pressing her lips to his cheek. She lingered for a second, then pulled back and gave him a small smile.

“Let them talk, if it gets too bad I have a direct line to the Princesses. Now, straighten up, assume the stick-up-you-plot posture, and lets really make an entrance.”

Soarin grinned, quickly recovering from Rainbow’s kiss.

“Alright, but you have to be properly sexy as we walk in there.”

Rainbow gave him a smirk, “Only for you Soarin.”

They smiled at each other before simultaneously changing their posture. It was subtle physical changes, but overall it turned them into a devastating pair. Soarin offered his wing to Rainbow and she intertwined hers with it. With one last pair of grins, they turned and started to walk towards the door. The doorpony offered them a polite greeting as they reached him and opened the door unceremoniously.

Nothing really happened at first when they stepped inside. The finely dressed ponies were involved in their own conversations, but gradually the chatter died as more of them noticed the new duo in the room. Rainbow saw one mare whisper to her friend next to her as she gestured towards Soarin. The other mare evidently recognized Rainbow from something and shared the information with her friend.

“Reservation under Soarin,” Soarin said, his voice slow and cultured.

“Right this way sir,” the maitre'd said, gesturing towards a secluded table.

Soarin and Rainbow followed her, conscious that by this time most of the eyes in the restaurant were on them. Some ponies were more polite, but others were blatantly ogling either one or both of them.

One colt in particular was late to the party. He was young, just starting puberty, and more interested in his food than paying attention to what was happening around him. Finally he noticed that something was happening in the restaurant. He turned his eyes only to make eye contact with Rainbow Dash. A blush crept along his face as the mare drew closer to him, the poor colt utterly unprepared for this. His face only got redder as Rainbow Dash got closer, and almost fainted when she shot him a wink as she passed by. He turned in his seat like most colts who recently discovered that mares did not, in fact, have cooties, and stared blatantly. His eyes practically bored into her plot, desperately drinking in the sight.

Rainbow chuckled as she heard his mom cuff him upside the head.

The maitre’d led them to the immaculately set table, politely waiting as Soarin helped Rainbow into her chair.

“Your server will be over shortly,” she said as Soarin sat down.

“Thank you,” Rainbow replied.

The mare left, leaving Rainbow and Soarin alone.

“Can anypony see us?” Rainbow asked.

Soarin shook his head, “No, I asked for this table specifically, nopony can see what we’re doing unless they’re right next to us.”

“Good,” Rainbow said right before she broke into gales of laughter, doing her best to muffle herself, “by Celestia did you see all of them? They couldn’t keep their eyes off of us.”

“Well its not everyday they see a mare like you,” Soarin replied, “I’m sure all the fashion magazines will have something to say about your new look.”

Rainbow rolled her eyes. “Yea, and I’m sure seeing you on a date is a common occurrence around here.”

“Being a Wonderbolt does have its perks,” Soarin smirked.

They shared a chuckle as Rainbow rolled her eyes.

“And by the way, what you did to that colt was evil, his mom must be lecturing him now.”

“Well its not my fault I look so good,” Rainbow retorted as she dramatically posed.

“Yea, totally the universe’s fault,” Soarin snarked.

“Don’t be sassy, and besides, you’re the only colt that I want to look good for right now.”

Soarin blushed as Rainbow gave him a saucy look.

“Colt?” he finally choked out.

“Well, its not like you don’t have time to prove me wrong.”

****

It was a couple hours later when they finally made it back to the carriage. They came out of the restaurant the same way they came in, all poise and sophistication, but as soon as they closed the door, they immediately broke into giggles once again.

They started on opposite sides, but very quickly Rainbow decided against that. She turned around and plopped down next to Soarin, much closer than necessary, just as the carriage lifted off.

Soarin blushed as Rainbow pressed her entire side against him, practically draping herself over him. He could feel her body heat soaking through their clothes, her heartbeat was steady and powerful. Their wings unconsciously twisted together, feathers intertwining behind their backs. The tip of Rainbow’s wing rested on Soarin’s lower back, and he could swear he felt it pulsing.

“I had a really good time tonight Soarin,” Rainbow said as she looked him in the eyes.

“Well I do my best,” Soarin said as he scratched his cheek self-consciously, “I’m happy you enjoyed it.”

Rainbow smiled and leaned her head on Soarin’s shoulder, “but next time we should do something different.”

“Next time?” Soarin asked.

“Yea, ponies who are interested in dating each other generally go on more than one,” Rainbow replied matter-of-factly.

Soarin blushed, but nonetheless wrapped his leg around Rainbow and pulled her closer.

“Well, of course we’re going to have to do something different, maybe go see a movie or something else casual,” Rainbow continued.

“That sounds like a good idea,” Soarin replied.

“Yea,” Rainbow said as she melted into Soarin’s side.

The two of them sat there for a little while, simply enjoying the other’s presence. Soarin gently buried his head into Rainbow’s mane, inhaling the soft scent of rain and ozone.

‘She really is amazing’ he thought to himself.

He felt a burst of warmth from Rainbow’s wing and his entire body suddenly felt relaxed. He pulled back, and gently let Rainbow off his shoulder. She murmured a protest, but soon fell quiet as she locked eyes with Soarin. For a brief moment they simply stared at each other, before Soarin wordlessly leaned forward and pressed his lips to Rainbow’s.

Their kiss started off hesitant, their lips slowly moving against the other’s as they began to explore their partner. Rainbow moaned from deep in her chest when Soarin sucked on her lower lip, her lower body quivering. She leaned further into the kiss, pressing her chest against Soarin.

They pulled each other tighter as Rainbow pressed her tongue against Soarin’s lips, trying to gain entrance. The stallion groaned as he opened his mouth, Rainbow’s tongue immediately delving inside. Soarin’s own tongue rose to meet it, intertwining with Rainbows in an age old dance. Rainbow all but climbed on top of Soarin, pressing the stallion onto his back, never breaking their lip lock.

Rainbow cupped his face as Soarin ran his hooves through her mane, ruffling the silky strands. Their tongues slid against each other, switching from mouth to mouth as their lips smacked together. She kissed him hard, pressing the stallion into the cushions as their kiss became more and more heated. Rainbow grabbed one of Soarin’s hooves and brought it to her plot, moaning in satisfaction as he eagerly began to squeeze the supple flesh.

Soarin never remembered feeling up a plot as perfect as Rainbow’s. She was truly blessed by Celestia to be such an example of pony perfection, and he was equally blessed to be with her right now . It had the tightness of an athlete and the jiggle of a bubble butt, perfectly squeezable as it molded around his hoof. They broke their kiss as they ran out of breath, a thick strand of saliva connecting them. Rainbow gave a breathy gasp as Soarin gave her plot a particularly pleasurable squeeze.

Soarin looked up at Rainbow, who truly looked like an angel with her rainbow mane framing her face. Her face was flushed with arousal, her magenta eyes boring into his with an intensity he never saw before.

“How does my ass feel?” Rainbow asked, a knowing smirk on her face.

“Amazing,” Soarin whispered as he massaged one cheek with his hoof.

She dived back down, all but attacking Soarin’s mouth with her own.She began to grind herself on Soarin, her feminine musk thickening the air around them. Soarin’s nostrils flared as he smelled it, and he pressed his rapidly hardening member against her in return. Rainbow gave a deep moan as she felt his size; he was definitely more than enough to satisfy her. Soarin brought down his other hoof, shamelessly groping Rainbow’s other ass cheek as he grinded against her.

Rainbow suddenly pulled back, pushing her hoofs against Soarin’s chest as she made distance between them.

“Stop, Soarin, stop,” she said, “just wait a moment ok?”

Soarin looked up at her in confusion, his breath coming heavily as he regained his senses.

“Did I do something wrong?” he asked, worry clear on his face.

Rainbow shook her head, “No… its just… if we keep doing this I’m not going to be able to stop myself from taking you up to my bedroom and riding you until you can’t walk straight.”

The look on Soarin’s face said that he didn’t think that was a bad idea at all.

“I don’t want my first date to end with sex, not after i figured myself out, just no… please Soarin, we will do it next time, ok? just not on the first date”

Soarin was disappointed - what stallion wouldn’t be - but nonetheless he gave Rainbow a smile before leaning upwards and planting a soft kiss on her cheek.

“Ok Rainbow, but you’ll have to get off of me or I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”

Rainbow blushed as she awkwardly climbed off Soarin, both her hair and dress thoroughly ruffled. She sat down next to him, pulling him up after her. They gave each other slightly embarrassed smiles as they readjusted themselves, doing their best to hide their arousal. They still sat on the same side, but now with a safe distance between them.

Their make-out session had taken up a much longer amount of time then they had thought, because it was only a few minutes later when the carriage landed in Rainbow’s front yard.

“Walk me to my door?” Rainbow asked as Soarin helped her out.

He gave her a nod and stepped out after her. They walked towards Rainbow’s front door quietly, neither knowing quite what to say to the other. Rainbow turned around as she made it to her doorstep.

“I had a really fun time tonight,” she said with a smile, “I’m sorry it didn’t end the way we wanted it to though.”

Soarin gave her a reassuring look, “Good things come to those who wait Dash, and you’re definitely worth waiting for.”

Rainbow once again felt herself melt inside and she leaned forward and gave him one last chaste kiss.

“I’ll be in touch,” Soarin said as she pulled away.

Rainbow gave him a nod before she suddenly got her trademark seductive look in her eyes. She turned around and swished her tail against his face, dousing him with the scent of her wettened nethers.

“Think of me tonight, okay?” she called out as she stepped inside her house.

Needless to say, he did.