Author's Note

I think you all are going to really this chapter.

Let me...

The door from Adagio’s room opened quietly, with the faintest click from the doorknob. Biting her bottom lip, Adagio looked up in time to see a naked Aria vanish into the hallway to the kitchen. Eyes wide open, she pondered what was going on, until her eyes moved to see the couch was empty. Not even a pillow or blanket for Max.

Adagio eased the door closed and carefully let the doorknob return to its proper place and leaned against the door, her room in near total darkness for the window behind her bed. Adagio lifted her legs to her and placed her arms over her knees as a dark look crossed her face. After a few minutes of silence, an evil smile spread over her lips, before she let out a soft yawn and climbed to her feet. She wanted to do something about this and not let Aria have Max all to herself.

Sonata had been whimpering into her pillow as the faint sounds of sex flowed through the cracks of the doors to the bathroom between her room and Aria’s. Without realizing it at first, her fingers had passed over her body, first stopping to squeeze at her breasts, her thighs tightening together as the faint feeling of heat blossomed down below her. She let her fingers glide over her bare stomach and down to her panties where they moved to the growing moisture of her sex.

With a shudder, Sonata allowed her legs to move giving her fingers just the slightest opening and slipped her middle finger part way in. With the effects of shock running through her body she let out a soft moan. Her mind felt different, as she remembered the fear she used to have.

For the longest time, Sonata did not trust stallions after the night of first meeting the other two sirens and trying their pendants for the first time. Their first night together had enraptured their audience. When they retired for the night, one of their male fans had forced his way into Sonata’s room, the effects of his adoration becoming mixed with his lust. He had just forced Sonata onto her bed and penetrated her, the screams of pain echoing through the room. Aria and Adagio heard and came running breaking the door down.

When they had seen that stallion and all the blood, both sirens had lost control, Aria physically attacking the stallion and getting him away from Sonata. Once he was clear of the bed, Aria bucked him nearly through a wall. If it wasn’t for Adagio stopping her, she probably would have bucked his brains in.

At that moment, in a fit of controlled rage, Adagio tapped into the first true mind control spell of her pendant and forced the man to follow her, despite his bruised and almost broken body. She was gone most of the night, before returning just before morning.

Adagio and Aria had to help a near comatose Sonata up to her hooves and help her to leave the Inn they had been staying in. As they reached the edge of the town, they were confronted with a crowd of ponies demanding an explanation to the stallion found at the bottom of the nearby ravine. When they cried and explained what had happened and said it was self the defense, the ponies didn’t believe them. Screaming, throwing stones, they were called witches and cursed for what they had done.

With their lives at risk, Adagio and Aria began to sing, tapping more power of the pendants to calm the people. They were in such an uproar over the murder they somehow were able to fight against the two sirens. It wasn’t until Sonata broke from her shocked state and added a tentative, and softer voice that the three began to quell the crowd.

Despite their efforts, they were still threatened, it wasn’t until Adagio got the other two to follow her lead that she lead them into the depths of power of the pendants that they all were able to manipulate the mind control spell, allowing it to become so powerful not even the Unicorns could resist it with their own magic.

That day, the three sirens left a town of fighting and bickering ponies and fled.

Sonata closed her eyes as tears fell. She had halted the movements of her fingers as the memories came back, still holding just the faintest ache. Once more she heard the sounds from the other room, now slowly growing louder. Sonata began to remove her fingers, fearing she was still broken, until another memory began to surface.

One of a man with short brown hair, the kindest eyes she had ever seen, and a voice that seemed to promise her no ill will, or harm. She thought back to the times she was so close to Max, the first stallion, or male, she had been around in so long. She had always stayed by Aria, or Adagio if one or the other explored their own needs with males.

The memory of his voice, his hands touching hers, and the heat of his body whenever they sat near each other, brought a heavy blush to Sonata. Her body which had halted its flow of excitement at the unwanted memory began to flow again. The heat was back and it was stronger than before.

She held onto the memories of him before he left them, and her fingers returned to their work sliding in and out of her faster and faster. The blush seemed to move through her entire body as she pressed her lips into her pillow.

‘Sonata...’ Her head moved back, her lips squeaking out a shrill moan.

‘Sonata!’ Her head and body moved forward onto her side as she kept her hand between her legs, her fingers never slowing.

‘Sunny bunny, you’re so cute,’ this was the final moment, everything in her tensed, and for a split second Sonata stopped, her whole body shuddering, before glistening fluids spilled out, she opened her mouth, “Max...” she breathed out in a moan.

For a minute or two she laid there, shivering in the aftermath, the heat having already fled her body, her thighs and hand wet. What fluids did not stay on her body soaked into the sheets beneath her.

As she worked to slow her beating heart and catch her breath. She heard two doors open and close almost at the same time,followed by the shower starting up. Sonata sat up, her eyes immediately going to the light coming in from the bathroom door.

Despite her hesitation, and the shaking of her body, Sonata stripped herself of her underwear and walked to the door. She opened the door and entered the bathroom, as she closed the door she heard a low curse.

She grabbed a cloth, thinking to use it to help wash him, and opened the door and climbed in. There she saw Max, naked in the shower under the hot steamy water as it splashed over his form. Shampoo in his hair and some on his face.

He turned slightly in her direction. “Hey, I’d turn away and look at you, but...” He finished pointing to the shampoo in his eyes.

Sonata smiled, and without a word quickly ran the cloth under the water before gently beginning to clear the offending bubbles from his eyes.

At that moment, the door opened, closed, and was quickly followed by the shower door opening. Sonata turned to see Aria standing there naked.

“The hell are you doing?” Came Aria’s voice.

Max froze, as did Sonata’s hands covering his eyes, “Uh, if this isn’t Aria in here with me already, then who-” He risked opening an eye to see who stood before him, making his mouth hang open.

Sonata blushed again, and offered a small smile.

“Seriously, Sonata, what are you doing?” Aria pressed, her voice wasn’t angery, just surprised. She hesitated before looking at Max, where her heart began to pound once again and she could feel her body reacting. She then did something that seemed to surprise them, most of all she surprised herself.

“This,” She said as she raised up, placing both hands on the side of Max’s head and kissed him deeply.

Max had been caught not only by surprise, but also with his mouth open as he had been about to say something. Sonata did not waste time shoving her tongue into his mouth and beginning a fighting match with his.

He could not explain why, but something in him seemed to fall and drift as Sonata kissed him, suddenly he found his arms wrapping around her waist, resting just above the curve of her ass, and pulled her to him. Enthusiastically he began to fight her tongue back, making her moan.

When they broke apart, Max’s eyes went wide when he realized what he had just done and turned to look at Aria, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Aria’s eyes seemed distant before she looked at him, and there he could see something frightening deep within as she moved her head close, and stabbed a nail into his chest.

“If you even hurt her in any way, you won’t just die, Adagio and I will both make sure you suffer.” With that, Aria turned and flashed a grin and wink at Sonata before leaving the bathroom, dropping a dark pair of Max’s boxers on the counter before she did.

When he looked at Sonata, she smiled wide and giggled before kissing him again. His body certainly enjoyed the attention as he began to react, hardening between her legs, yet his mind could not stop working over what had just happened.

Pulling back, Max looked at Sonata, “What is going on? I thought Aria was going to kill me right here.”

Sonata grinned and laughed lightly, before shoving his head under the water and briskly rinsing his hair out. She let him back out as he sputtered towards the wall of the shower. Then grabbed the bottle of body wash and began to squirt little drops all over his shoulders, chest, and back. She wasted no time in using her hands to explore his body and muscles from top to bottom.

Max had to use an arm to keep himself braced against her hands assaulting him. It wasn’t that he was not enjoying himself, far from it, it in fact felt like the best massage he had ever had. His eyes closed as he let out a sigh as his body began to relax. She was diligent and careful all the way down his front.

He almost jumped when he felt her wet slick hands brush along his semi hard shaft. Making it jump in her grip. This in turn, elicited a giggle from Sonata as she stared at it, then began to run her hands up and down the pole of flesh right in front of her face.

Max took a second to glance down, before his mind was forever lost to the fog of lust, and saw her face with a look of focus, and intense desire. He hands moved slowly at first, her fingers flowing over every bump and vein, from head to base, and back again. Then she moved her hand down to begin to grope at his sack, gently caressing them.

Sonata was careful with these, having been the one to deliver enough pain with her boots to many men in her past. She continued fondling his balls, and stroking his stick cock with her other hand, it was not long before Max started to groan, whispering her name.

“Sonata...” He gasped out, followed by a short grunt, while his cock twitched in her hand. With her down on her knees, hands stroking and groping, the sound of his voice speaking her name like this got her body to burn and ache. There was no water flowing over her body, so she knew what the slickness that began to run down the inside of her leg was. She didn’t care at that moment, as she watched him twitch again.

Max was bending over now, using both arms to keep himself propped up, his right against the wall right beside him, his left stretched over her head to the wall right behind her. She smiled as she continued, occasionally squeezing her hand as she stroked his member. By now, the continual motions and steam combined to clear away the soap, and so she moved her head forward, using her tongue to brush against the tip where a drop of a clear liquid had begun to seep out.

“Oh... S-Sonata... Hngh, I... I can’t h-hold on, ah.” His breath seemed to catch as he felt her tongue lightly brush away the pre-cum. She swished it around and gave a slight pout, there was still a slight residue of the soap there.

With a shrug, seeing him suffer and needing release since she had him, she leaned forward and ran her hot wet tongue around his head. Then moved it back slightly and began to flick her tongue over the slit as more pre-cum began to seep out.

One final grunt was all the warning she had before a line of white semen flew up into her face, landing a long line of white down the middle of her face. It was across her nose and even her lips and with a quick movement, she aimed the rest of his contents down over her chest and breasts. There were only a couple of thick spurts that came out, the final one landing directly over her right tit and hung from the tip of her nipple to his head.

She glanced up, a smile on her lips as she watched Max towering over her trying to catch his breath. Slipping her tongue out she began to stroke him again to see if there was more, when his one of his hands shot down to stop her. Sonata pouted at Max, as he slowly shook his head.

“I’m sorry, just I think I’m spent for today.”

Sonata looked to the throbbing member, thinking perhaps he was trying to withhold himself from her since he was still fairly hard, though she had by this time stroked him red and his legs were shaking. She nodded before leaning forward to kiss the tip.

Waiting for Max, she remained on her knees until he had caught his breath and was able to stand on his own two legs with less support from the shower wall. Once done, he attempted to help her stand, before taking the body wash and and emptying some of its contents into his own hands.

He clasped them together and rubbed them vigorously for as second or two, allowing the lather to build up before placing them on Sonata’s body. He started as she did, with her shoulders, then moved his hands along her arms. With a bit more body wash, he moved over around her breasts, smiling when Sonata let out a moan.

For the fun of it, and wanting to hear more of her moans, Max continued to massage her breasts with the body wash.

“I-I still need the rest of me cleaned...” She spoke out between moans.

“I just want to make sure I get every little part of you.” Max replied with a wink, before using his thumbs to rub against her erect nipples. The effect causing Sonata to tighten her grip on his sides. After this, Max moved his hands down and across her stomach, and then had her turn around to work on her back.

At one part, shortly after starting he pushed her slightly forward forcing her to place her hands against the wall to keep herself upright.

Sonata couldn’t help but to bite her bottom lip as a full blown blush passed over her face while she stood in this position as he worked his hands carefully across her back. Once or twice, her hands slipped as he not only washed her back, but seemed to work out whatever tension she had in her muscles. His hands, though large, and strong, seemed to pass gently over her bare skin, easily honing in on any knots she was not even aware of and working them out.

As he began to lower his hands towards her ass, she couldn’t help but to let out a whimper and push her backside against him, praying he was ready. Thus far whenever she was able to catch a glimpse, or a feel she could tell he was staying just soft enough to not do anything, while still being hard enough to be seen and felt.

Once he finally got to her lower back side and ass, he stopped and got more body wash and then began to lovingly caress and press her ass, as if working to mold her flesh and muscle to his will. With him doing this, Sonata could feel her body react more than any other time. Between her legs she could feel her pussy soaked through, with juice flowing down her legs, a sit reacted, trying to suckle on an invisible cock.

She sensed movement behind her and turned to see the top of his head under her ass and felt his hands work along her legs, carefully.

Unknown to Sonata, as Max knelt down, he was immediately hit with a sweet and slightly bitter smell of her arousal. He licked his lips as he stared for a second before moving his hands to wash her legs. He found his eyes continually returning to her lower lips, seeing her reactions to his touches, and the softness of her flesh. He stood quickly once he realized he had finished her legs and had been slowly leaning in between her legs.

Max grabbed the shower head and removed it from its perch to begin to rinse her off. Sonata began to stand, but a firm hand kept her from doing so, as he continued to run the water over her backside and legs. He then moved his hand from her back allowing her to stand and turn to him. Her eyes betrayed her slightly calmer demeanor as she showed how much she wanted him, but lifted her head and closed her eyes as he brought the shower head up to her neck and began to rinse off the front of her body.

Occasionally his hands lightly passed over her body, lifting her breasts to ensure there was no soap left on her whatsoever. She laughed as a few of his finger tips passed over a few of her ribs, that part of her body being ticklish.

Once done, Sonata thanked him and began to reach for the door. His hand caught hers and he shook his head with a grin, “I’m not done. I left one part unfinished.” He said as he hung up the shower head and began to turn her around back to the position she was in just before.

There he knelt down once again and helped her spread her legs just the slightest bit, ensuring her feet were right against the edge of the shower before he moved forward and gently brushed his fingers against her wet pussy. This led Sonata to moan out before he continued rubbing his fingers over her pussy lips, eliciting more, quieter moans, and gasps. The loudest of these he heard when he began to sue his tongue over her.

He could feel her body shaking from his actions as he worked his tongue, moaning as he did, feeling hungry for her.

It was not long before she came, but did not seem to want to stop, so, Max continued. He had no idea how long it had been since she was last even able to enjoy touching herself, aside form just before she walked into the bathroom. But if she wanted more, he was going to give her more.

He worked for a while using both his tongue and fingers. Sliding each appendage in and out of her slick folds, working her into a frenzy each time. Finally, after what seemed like her longest build up, she almost slipped from her climax, if he had not been there to at least grab her and keep her from smacking her body against the shower. They remained for a few minutes while she recovered, the water slowly growing cold, as it cascaded down around their bodies. Due to her exhaustion from his attentive fingers and tongue he had opted to allow her to sit in his lap, his cock pressed between his stomach and her back until she had recovered.

“Max, thank you,” she said, her voice sounding sweet and grateful.

Max merely leaned forward and kissed her cheek. Once she was recovered he turned off the shower, grabbed the towels hanging nearby and handed one to her. They dried themselves off and walked into her room where they laid down. Max, was silent the whole way, many things going through his mind as he tried to figure out what was going on in his life at this moment. As he heard her begin to snore he glanced up at her nearby clock, seeing the numbers glowing green:

3:27 am

He waited a few more minutes before carefully withdrawing himself from her bed and grabbing a pair of shorts. He dressed and left her room before turning and spotting his clothes sitting outside of Aria’s door. This concerned him only for a second before his main task returned to his mind. With a sigh, Max grabbed his pants and fished out his cell and walked to the front door.

He stepped out into the night, and leaned against the black metal rail and lit up his cell. He found the large dragon and vampire woman laying down with a chain in her hand that lead to a leash around the dragons neck, her clothing exotic and very revealing as it barely covered her breasts, and the lower part barely covering between her legs. He swiped the surface of the cell and brought up his contacts page. It took him a few seconds of scrolling before he got to the name and number he wanted. He pressed the call button and lifted the cell to his ear and waited.

The room would have been dark if not for the snow on the t.v at the foot of her bed, the sound thankfully muted. Yet there was still something off about the silence in her room. The fact that the silence was frequently broken by what sounded like a silent moan, and some wet sound made her tilt her head on the pillow.

‘What the hell is that noise?’ Just before she was able to do anything about, after failing for a minute to identify it, her cell went off. The brief tone that signaled she was getting a call was a default one. So either it was an unknown number, or one of the few contacts she had in her cell she had failed to give a specific ringtone to.

With a groan, she turned her head and saw the display of her clock read it was past three thirty in the morning. Gritting her teeth, she snatched her cell off the bedside table and answered.

“Three thirty in the morning, you had better be dying to bother me.” Came her response rather than a simple greeting. Faintly she thought she heard suppressed laughter.

“Well, good morning to you too, Shimmy.” Sunset facepalmed, there was only one person who called her shimmy to her annoyance.

“Max, long time no talk. So, how badly are you bleeding out? Cause if your not, I will disembowel you.” Again came a faint snicker that now seemed muffled more than before. It now really began to annoy her as to what was going on.

“Well, I am sorry to say, I am not dying. Well, not at this moment, though I may soon be. No, not from you, you may have to take a number and get in line. I uh... Think I’m in serious trouble. I could be freaking out over nothing, but I do have some concerns. I need advice. Female advice.”

“And this couldn’t have waited for a more decent hour?” She demanded.

"I suppose, but I would probably be half dead by then. I can barely stand right now as it is. Tell you what, I’ll let you get some more sleep, and even let you jump in line to kill me. First I would like to talk in public, before you drag my sorry ass to an alleyway and do away with my body.”

Sunset rolled her eyes, “okay, okay, I get it. Talk first, kill you later. I’m in town, want to meet at the old cafe?”

“Sure, Sugarcube Corner, right?”

“That’s the one genius.” They agreed on a time that was still fairly early in the morning, though she still wanted to try and sleep more. There was, however, the mystery of that sound. As she laid in her bed, after ending the call with Max, the silence was again interrupted by the wet sound.

She jumped up, turning on the ceiling light, and squinted down to two bodies intertwined in a sheet. She looked over the alluring form of a pale girl with long soft pink hair, and a delicate of voluptuous figure. She was naked, her face held a heavy blush, her legs were slightly spread, with a guilty looking woman. She was a stronger build than the pink haired girl, her muscles obvious under the tight skin, though not overly large, just enough to show years of training and fitness to maintain a light and quick body. She too was naked, her slightly darker skin laid on her stomach on the floor with hair cut short and colored like a rainbow.

This had been where the wet sound had been coming from, and Sunset Shimmer was pissed, as she stared down at the two, one blushing and fidgeting more, while the other, head slightly raised over a wet pussy from fluids of both girls, her face now growing annoyed.

“What the fuck, Rainbow Dash? I called dibs on Fluttershy.”

Rainbow snickered, while the quiet voice of Fluttershy reached her ears, “Sunset, you know there are no dibs in sex, especially with us.”

“Yeah, I know, but I thought since we were all sharing my ridiculously large queen sized pillow top bed, the two of you would at least have the decency to let me in on the fucking as well. I mean, that was why I opened my home to you two since we are all going to college.”

“Yeah, but you feel alseep during the movie, we didn’t want to wake you, “Rainbow defended, “and you know, ‘you snooze you lose’.” Rainbow said, laughing some more.

“Well, I’m awake now.” Sunset argued.

“Wow, what’s eating her?” Rainbow asked as she turned to Fluttershy.

“Well, we could be...” She offered almost apologetically.

Sunset opened her mouth, when a pair of arms grabbed her and yanked her down to the floor with a momentary squeak and suddenly found a face full of pink over her face, and the smell of Fluttershy just over her nose and mouth. Then she felt her panties ripped away and a strong and determined tongue thrust deeply into her. Sunset took a moment to moan, her eyes wanting to roll up into her head.

Fluttershy cleared her throat, catching Sunset’s attention, “Please, Sunset, finish me, but only if you want to.” The still somewhat timid and shy girl said, though her body was begging as it dipped lower touching her lower lips to Sunsets mouth.

Sunset grinned and answered by grabbing Fluttershy’s generous hips and dove in, her mind no longer caring about the time.

Max looked around the cafe, seeing the occasional teens still coming from the nearby high school to eat, or hang out with friends.

The sound of the bell ringing at the door to signal a new patron entering, caught his attention. As he turned, his eyes nearly bulged out of his head, as he saw the red and yellowed haired girl all but stagger in on unsteady legs. She made her way, and upon closer inspection, Max could see her haggard appearance was concerning.

“Shut up.” Sunset said as she approached, and took her seat across from him before removing her glasses to reveal eyes heavily bagged.

“Wow, what’s eating you?”

“Nothing anymore...” Sunset said dreamily, before shaking her head and glaring at Max.