Persona EG if...

by MythrilMoth

Rating: mature
Tags: Equestria Girls, Porn, Sex, Main 7 (EqG), Profanity, Non-consensual, Principal Celestia, Crossover, Flash Sentry, Dean Cadance, Persona, Alternate Universe, Vice-Principal Luna
Length: 9127

A series of non-canon sidestories to Persona EG.

Applewood Dorm, Canterlot.

Inhabited by seven cute girls, one smoking hot school nurse, two statuesque, beautiful principals, and one dude from Seaddle who can't keep his dick in his pants.

Oh, and half the girls in the dorm are bi.

These are the tales from behind closed doors and between the sheets at one dorm in Canterlot, where frisky casual sex is just part of everyday life, whether you want it to be or not...

Disclaimer: None of these stories are canon to Persona EG unless otherwise indicated. These are just fun little what-if scenarios, mostly involving rampant sex. If you haven't been reading the LTE version of Persona EG because the sexual content bothers you, you shouldn't read this. We're going straight into the gutter here, folks...

(WILL contain spoilers for Persona EG.)

Published 2015-06-12 23:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2016-04-30 02:20:15 UTC

8/1 (Sa)

Saturday, August 1, 2015 / Afternoon

Sunset Shimmer finished unwrapping the last of her presents with a satisfied smile. "It'll do," she said. She glanced across the lavishly-furnished living room at two boys who comprised a full two thirds of her guest list. "Snips. Snails. Party's over. Go home."

"Uhh, party's over?" Snails asked stupidly. "But, it's...it's like, only two-thirty in the afternoon, eh?"

Sunset stood up, slamming her palms on the oak coffee table. "When I say the party's over, the party's over!" she snapped.

"Got it!" Snips said, standing up quickly, finishing the last two bites of his slice of cake, and scampering for the door. Snails followed behind him, tripping on the expensive imported antique rug.

Once they were out the door, Sunset massaged the bridge of her nose. "Idiots," she said.

The final guest crossed her arms and scowled. "You don't have to be such a bitch all the time," she said.

Sunset glared at her. "What was that?" she asked dangerously.

"Those two are freshmen. They don't even really know you yet. I'm just saying, maybe you could be a little nicer to them?"

Sunset threw back her head and laughed. "Nice to those drooling buffoons? As if! They do what I say because they can't stop staring at my chest. Or yours, for that matter."

The other girl crossed her arms over her chest and frowned. "I noticed," she said.

"They're two dimwitted little trolls who are so elated a girl as hot as me is even talking to them they'll do whatever I say without question," Sunset said, waving a hand dismissively. "They don't even need any...persuasion, like some people." She smirked haughtily, flipping her hair. "By the way, did you do that thing I asked?"

"Of course."

"Good." Sunset stood and stretched. "Now that those two little idiots are gone, the real party can begin."

"Whatever your idea of a real party is, I don't think I want to see it," the other girl said, standing up and putting down her plate. "I'll just be going now."

"Oh, no you won't," Sunset said. "You have one last birthday present to give me."

The other girl groaned. "What now?" she complained. "You've been running me ragged this past week!"

"I'd watch that tone if I were you," Sunset said. "Don't want me to slip up and mention certain teachers to certain principals, do we?"

A resigned sigh was her answer. "Of course not."

"Good." Sunset smirked. "Now, follow me," she said. "I'm moving the party to my bedroom..."

Fluttershy frowned and followed Sunset out of the living room, down the hall, and upstairs.

Sunset's bedroom was spacious, with rich leather wall coverings, a deep, plush velvet carpet, a queen-sized mahogany bed with fire orange satin sheets, low lighting from a series of wall sconces, a walk-in closet, and a Neighponese style ricepaper screen, lacquered black, that divided the main part of the room from the dressing area. Fluttershy had only been in Sunset's bedroom twice before, and had to admit that it had a certain...swankiness. Just inside the door, she removed her boots and set them on the straw mat next to the closet, then padded cautiously into the room as Sunset breezed past, plucking a magenta silk robe from a hook inside her closet door and walking behind the dressing screen.

"What is it you want?" Fluttershy asked.

"Just a minute," Sunset replied. Fluttershy heard cloth rustling; a minute later, Sunset emerged from behind the screen wearing the silk robe. She sat down on the bed, picked up a remote, and adjusted the lights. "Come on over here."

Fluttershy raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, that's not happening."

Sunset smirked. "Fine, stay over there, then. For now."

"What's your game today, Sunset Shimmer?"

Sunset sat forward. "You know...as much as you hate me, and as small and insignificant as I find you, there is one thing that, galling as it is to admit, we have in common. One thing that makes this an ideal partnership."

"And what's that?" Fluttershy asked.

"We know each other," Sunset said. "You're the one and only person in the world who knows exactly what I am, and I'm the only person in the world—well, the only living person anyway—who knows just how sick and twisted a little bitch you really are."

"Your point being...?"

"In a strange, ironic sort of way...I can trust you," Sunset said. "I can confide things in you because I know where I stand with you."

"Is that a fact," Fluttershy said dryly.

"It is," Sunset said. "And that being the case..." She sat forward and smiled. "I have a little secret."

Fluttershy folded her arms and tilted her head.

"I've always wanted to be dominated sexually. Brutally, mercilessly dominated."

Fluttershy nearly fell over. Her face turned red and green at the same time. "That's...good to know?" she hazarded. "Actually, that's way more than I ever wanted to know about your sick fetishes." She frowned. "Why are you telling me this?"

"Because," Sunset said, standing up and giving Fluttershy a sharklike smile. "I'm about to give you the honor of being the one who grants my wish."

Fluttershy's jaw dropped. "WHAT?" she cried.

Sunset stalked toward her like a panther. "Go look in the closet, on the left hand side," she said. "Behind the silk blazer, next to the navy slacks."

With a confused frown, Fluttershy walked into the closet, turned on the light, and searched where indicated. After a minute, she screamed, "WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"Ah, you found it," Sunset said.

Fluttershy stalked out of the closet, face red with rage and embarrassment. "WHAT. The FUCK. Was THAT?!"

"You know exactly what it was," Sunset said. Licking her lips, she said, "Go put it on."

"No way in HELL," Fluttershy snarled.

"Oh really?" Sunset said, raising an eyebrow. She reached over onto the bedside table and picked up her phone threateningly.

Fluttershy stared at her. "You...you're serious about this," she said.

Sunset nodded.

"You really expect me to...to put that thing on."

"Yes."

"And..." Fluttershy swallowed. "And...and do...THAT. To YOU."

"Yes indeed," Sunset said.

Fluttershy stood rooted to the spot, wracked with alarm, indecision, confusion, trepidation, and disgust. After a moment, she narrowed her eyes. "If I do this," she said, "I am going to hurt you. I am going to make this as painful as I possibly can."

"Oooh," Sunset purred.

"I mean it, Shimmer. You won't be able to sit down for a week—no, a MONTH—when I'm through with you."

"That's exactly what I want!" Sunset said happily.

Fluttershy gave her a half-lidded glare. "You are sick," she said.

"I know," Sunset replied with a smug smile.

Fluttershy sighed and rolled her eyes. "Fine," she spat. "Let's...let's get this over with."

Sunset walked over to the bed and sat, waiting, as Fluttershy headed back into the closet. She watched the top of Fluttershy's head move behind the lacquered screen, then listened to the sound of cloth hitting the floor, followed by Fluttershy's embarrassed and angry muttering. It took far too long for her liking, but eventually Fluttershy emerged from behind the screen wearing black leather thigh-high boots, a black leather corset, and a black leather thong which sported a massive, slightly curved nylon dildo. "Do I even want to know how you got my sizes?" Fluttershy asked.

"Probably not," Sunset said. She smiled. "Mmm...that's a good look for you."

"Fuck you," Fluttershy said.

"Yes please!"

Fluttershy facepalmed. "Oh, for..." She shook her head. "Just...let's get this over with."

"No," Sunset said slowly. "We're not just going to do this quickly. I want you to take your time, really make me your bitch." She smiled. "Hurt me, abuse me, force me down. Anything that doesn't leave a mark on my face."

Fluttershy tilted her head. "You know, I never pegged you as a lesbo."

"I'm not," Sunset said. "But given the choice between this and waiting around in an alley for some random asshole to rape me, I'll take the safer option."

"Why ME, though?" Fluttershy asked. "You've got those two little troglodytes wrapped around your little finger, you could do any deviant thing you wanted with—"

"THOSE LITTLE PISSANTS AREN'T FIT TO SCRAPE SHIT OFF MY BOOTS, LET ALONE TOUCH MY BODY," Sunset seethed.

Fluttershy recoiled slightly. "Okay, okay, shit. Calm down." She shrugged. "Fair point, most hookers would put out the off duty sign if they saw those two retards coming."

"In any case, I can control you," Sunset said. "What do you think the odds are of me being able to suppress something like this getting out if I let any boy from CHS do this?"

Fluttershy sighed. "Yeah yeah, dirty little secrets kill," she said resignedly. "Just...don't expect me to get off on this, alright? I'm not a queer."

"Oh, I'm fully aware of how uncomfortable this is making you," Sunset said. "In fact, that's...an added perk."

Fluttershy glared at her. "Bitch," she spat.

"Are you going to stand there all day, or are you going to wreck me?" Sunset asked impatiently.

Fluttershy responded by walking up to Sunset, grabbing her by the hair, forcing her to her knees, and shoving the dildo into her mouth violently. Sunset let out a strangled cry of surprise as Fluttershy pounded against the back of her throat over and over again, before pulling out and pushing Sunset roughly onto the floor. She felt a shudder run through her own body as the fittings on the back of the dildo pressed into her own sex, rubbing against her clit.

"Looks like I found one way to shut you up, huh bitch?" Fluttershy asked softly. She drew back her foot and kicked Sunset sharply in the ass, then knelt down beside her and roughly seized and squeezed her left breast. "Is this what you want, you sick little slut? Is it?" With her other hand, she gave Sunset's ass a sharp slap. "Is it?"

Sunset cried out as Fluttershy slapped her ass over and over again while roughly squeezing her breast and twisting her nipple. By the time Fluttershy let up, Sunset's cheeks were glowing an angry red. Fluttershy rolled Sunset over onto her back and straddled her, positioning the length of her strap-on directly between Sunset's breasts.

Sunset raised an eyebrow even as she blinked back tears. "Seriously?"

"Shut up!" Fluttershy said, blushing. "I find a lot of weird shit in peoples' Internet histories, alright?" With an angry grunt, she mashed Sunset's breasts against either side of the dildo and furiously fucked her tits, fighting not to moan as the pressure against her own sex built up. She could already feel herself getting wet...

Panting, Sunset gasped out, "Put it...in me..."

"Beg me," Fluttershy grunted.

"P-please," Sunset said. "Please...I need it..."

"You call—ngh—that—ah—begging?"

"FUCK ME OR I'LL KILL YOU!" Sunset screeched.

"Close enough," Fluttershy said. Moving off Sunset, she grabbed her by the hair, hauled her to her feet, and threw her at the bed. Sunset collided with the edge of the bed collarbone-first and slid back onto the floor. With a frustrated groan, Fluttershy hauled her up by the arm, wrestled her against the side of the bed, forced her into an awkward bent-knee position, raised her ass into the air, and rubbed the tip of the dildo against Sunset's flushed, glistening sex. Blushing furiously and feeling a nervous thrill of tension and arousal flood through her own body, Fluttershy spread Sunset's pussy lips with her thumbs and...

...pushed...

...in.

"AHH!" Sunset cried, hissing sharply.

"Does it hurt?" Fluttershy asked.

"Y-yes," Sunset said.

"Good," Fluttershy said. With a grim set to her jaw, she grabbed firmly onto Sunset's hips and drove the dildo in hard.

Sunset cried out in agony. Fluttershy drew back, then pushed it in again, eliciting a deep, strangled hiss-moan.

The back of the dildo mashed against her own sex, and she gasped sharply, sucking air between her teeth. Shaking her head to clear it, she pulled out, then pounded in again. Once again, Sunset cried out; once again, the dildo rubbed against Fluttershy's clit, sending electric tingles through her body. "Oh god," she moaned.

For the next several minutes, Fluttershy worked Sunset over, pounding into her repeatedly, alternating between fast, furious pumps and slow, even strokes, experimenting with the different feedback from the dildo as it rubbed against her own sex. She could feel her pussy juices moistening the inside of the thong, could smell her own arousal. Sunset moaned, gasped, grunted, and cried out as Fluttershy fucked her.

She wasn't sure who came first—herself or Sunset. She definitely knew she came; she felt her legs go out from under her, and she wobbled away from Sunset, sinking to her knees on the floor. She watched the glistening fluids that coated the length of the strap-on dribble onto the carpet. She stared at Sunset's flushed, gaping sex as Sunset collapsed against the bed.

Finding the strength to stand, Fluttershy stripped off the strap-on and the corset, then stalked over to the bed. She grabbed Sunset, pulled her up, and threw her onto the bed on her back. "We're not done yet," she said.

Sunset stared up at her with glassy eyes, her breathing ragged. "You...took it off," she said.

"That's right," Fluttershy said. "Because now, you're gonna eat my pussy."

Sunset blinked at her, frowning. "I'm what?"

"It's your fault I'm all worked up, and it's your fault I had to do something this sick and disgusting, so now you have to do what I say," Fluttershy said. She straddled Sunset's head, locking her in place with her thighs, and ground her pussy against Sunset's lips.

She gasped sharply as she felt Sunset's tongue probe her inner folds. "Ooooh..." She cupped her own breasts, kneading them, and arched her neck, losing herself in the waves of pleasure that flooded through her. The warm, thick wet muscle of Sunset's tongue lapped against her lips, her clit, and her G-spot. Fluttershy felt herself getting wet all over again and let it happen, let her juices pour out into the mouth of the one person she hated above all others.

She felt Sunset's hands on her thighs, on her hips, stroking and caressing and fondling as she hungrily ate the nectar of Fluttershy's flower.

Finally, with one great, strained cry, Fluttershy came again. Panting and gasping, she flopped over, landing in an awkward heap perpendicular to Sunset. Her chest heaved as she sucked in lungful after lungful of air; beside her, Sunset rolled onto her side and coughed violently, expelling Fluttershy's juices onto the sheets. After a long minute, Sunset pushed herself up into a sitting position, shaking her head and groaning.

"You little bitch, you tried to drown me," Sunset muttered hoarsely.

"It's your own fault, so shut the fuck up about it," Fluttershy said, voice ragged.

They looked at each other, their eyes holding for a long moment.

Then, they both laughed.

"God, I hate you," Sunset said.

"I hope you die so I can piss on your grave," Fluttershy said.

Sunset chuckled. "Go take a shower and get out of here," she said.

"No thank you? No 'hey, sorry for putting you through that?'"

"You just came all over my face," Sunset said. "I'll be tasting it for a week."

"Then it's the best birthday present you're ever going to get," Fluttershy said as she gingerly stood up and started gathering up her clothes.

Sunset watched her leave. She shook her head and flopped down onto the bed, still naked and sticky.

*I just lost my virginity to a girl who wants me dead,* she mused to herself. *Something about that is very, very wrong...*

With a shrug and a sigh, she turned on the TV and watched until she fell asleep.

Author's Note

Unlike most of the If... sidestories, THIS sidestory is canon to Persona EG.

This actually happened.

9/10 (Th)

Thursday, September 10, 2015 / Evening

When I walk into the dorm, Twilight looks up from her book and gasps. "Flash? But...I thought you were already home!"

"Huh?"

"W-well...I was getting a book from my room earlier and I heard...guitar playing from your room..." Twilight trails off, a perplexed frown on her face.

How's that even possible? Did I leave something on? I have my guitar in my hand, so...

I head upstairs. As I hit the second floor landing, I hear it, faintly. Someone is haltingly strumming the major chords for the song "Re: A Girl" on my old acoustic. Curious, I head up to my floor and down the hall to my room. I open the door...

Rainbow Dash is sitting on my bed in a tank top and panties, tossing her hair around wildly as she plays the same few chords over and over again.

Since I got here, I've seen Rainbow half-dressed, completely naked, and everything in between. Finding her like this on my bed is too much. I close the door behind me, set my stuff down, walk over to the bed, and calmly take the guitar from her hands.

"Oh...hey," she says. "Umm...sorry. I just...wanted to..."

I grab the front of Rainbow's shirt and lift it, exposing her breasts. I take hold of one breast and knead it.

"H-hey!" Rainbow cries, jerking back. "The hell, dude?"

I grab her shoulders and push her down on the bed. "I find you hanging out in my room looking like this," I say, "I have to assume you want to fool around." I seize her breasts and fondle them, playing with her nipples.

Rainbow squirms and blushes. "Umm..."

I thrust a hand down her panties and rub her mound. She gasps. "Dude...cut it out," she whimpers plaintively.

"Do you really want me to stop?" I whisper, leaning low and kissing her.

Her breath catches as I stroke the puffy flesh of her pussy. Her face and neck are completely flushed. "I..." She looks up at me and swallows. "I guess...you can feel me up a little..."

I smile and kiss her neck, then take one of her pert blue nipples in my mouth and suck on it while I rub her slit, trying to tease her open. She wriggles around, her breath hitching. "You have really nice tits, Rainbow," I say. I spend a little while playing with each breast, all while rubbing her slit, which is swelling up and getting wetter with every stroke.

I'm getting more and more excited...I need more...

I strip off Rainbow's panties, spreading her thighs and burying my face in her sex. She gasps as I spread her open and trace her inner folds with my tongue. I flick the tip of my tongue over her clit and she cries out, arching her back and clenching her thighs together to either side of me.

"How does that feel?" I ask her.

"It...it's good," she says.

I lick her clit again, then thrust my tongue deep into her pussy. She whimpers and hisses and gasps. She wraps her legs around me, squeezing tight as I go down on her. My mouth is full of her juice...

I pull away, standing up and fumbling with my belt. I shed my pants and boxers, then kneel over her.

Rainbow stares at my dick, eyes wide. "Don't," she says. "I...I don't want..." She swallows heavily. "I don't want...that." She looks up at me pleadingly. "I don't mind...everything else...but I'm not ready for that yet..."

I sigh. I need her so bad, but... "Okay, but you still have to do something about this," I say. I stand up and move off to the side of the bed.

She gulps. "What do you want me to do?" she asks as she sits up on the bed.

I grab her hand and wrap her fingers around my dick. I feel a tremble run through her, but she starts rubbing it with her hand. "That's it," I say. "That's good."

"This thing's really hot," she says as she rubs me. "Umm...you don't want me to put it, like, in my mouth, do you?"

"I'm not gonna make you," I say. "Just...just keep doing that." Damn, it feels good...

For almost five minutes, Rainbow strokes my dick, working the tip with her thumb and index finger. A few times, it seems like she might be about to take me into her mouth, but she always stops and pulls back.

The pressure's built up so much...

I come all over her face.

"Eww!" Rainbow cries in disgust. "Dude!"

The sight of Rainbow with cum all over her face is amazing...

Rainbow gets up and grabs a tissue from the box on my bedside table, wiping her face and grumbling. "That was sick," she says.

While Rainbow is wiping her face, I take firm hold of her beautiful bare ass and give it a squeeze. She jumps. "Seriously?" she asks. "Didn't you get enough already?"

"Who could get enough of a chick as hot as you?" I ask.

Rainbow turns, a cocky smirk on her face. "Well...yeah, it's true," she says. She blushes and looks down. "Umm...I did like...y'know...that stuff you were doin'. Maybe you can, I dunno, do it again sometime?"

"I'd love to—"

The door opens, and Twilight's head pokes in. "Flash, did you—" She blinks. "Umm..."

Oh crap.

"Hey Twilight," Rainbow says. She picks up her tank top and panties and walks out. "Gotta shower. Later!"

Twilight folds her arms and frowns at me. "What was that all about?"

"Umm...biology homework?"

Twilight's eyes flick down to my crotch. "And what, Rainbow got an F?" Rolling her eyes, she turns and stalks away.

Looks like I'll be in the doghouse for a while...

10/25 (Su)

Sunday, October 25, 2015 / Daytime

Today it's just me, Twilight, Rainbow Dash, and Rarity at the dorm. Pinkie Pie went to work before anybody woke up, Cadance and Shining Armor are taking a "mini-honeymoon" day up at the lake, Applejack met up with her family in town to do some shopping, and Fluttershy is volunteering at the animal shelter.

"Have you given any thought to what you might dress up as for Halloween?" Rarity asks.

"I'm goin' as Daring Do!" Rainbow declares proudly. "Already ordered my costume last night, I should have it by Thursday."

"I...have no idea what to go as," Twilight says.

"Me either," I say. "Even as a kid I never really dressed up for Halloween."

"Oh, your poor dear!" Rarity says. "Well..." She looks the two of us over, and gets a starry look in her eyes. "I-deeeee-aaaaa!" she sings, clasping her hands together.

I'm suddenly getting a shiver down my spine. I look at Twilight, and she looks similarly nervous.

"Yes, I know exactly what to dress the two of you up as," Rarity says. "I'll just need to take some fine measurements...Flash, I'll start with you."

Before I can protest, Rarity has pulled me up off the couch and dragged me upstairs to her room.

"Strip to your skivvies, darling," Rarity says as she begins rummaging around in her desk.

"Uhh...what?"

"Well, you want your costume to fit perfectly, don't you?" Rarity asks. "Don't be embarrassed. I assure you, I'm a complete professional."

I swallow nervously, but strip to my boxer shorts. Rarity turns around, now wearing red-rimmed glasses and holding a long measuring tape, a notepad, and a pencil. "Very well then, let's get started."

Rarity begins measuring me, giving me instructions and writing down numbers. Being in my underwear, with a gorgeous girl who's barefoot and wearing a T-shirt and extremely short, tight shorts invading my personal space, produces an embarrassing reaction that, try as I might, I can't prevent.

Rarity looks up from measuring my inseam, raising an eyebrow. "Seriously?"

I feel my face heating up. "I'm sorry!" I say. "It's—"

Rarity laughs. "I'm not offended, darling. Quite the contrary, I'm flattered." A devious smirk lights up her face. "I suppose I should measure it..."

"Wh-what?!"

"Well, you want the perfect fit, right?" Rarity asks. "If you should happen to develop an erection at the Halloween party, and your pants are too tight, it would be rather..." She blushes as she looks at my groin. "Painful."

Before I can protest, Rarity has opened up my shorts and is measuring my dick, a studious expression on her face. "Oh my," she says. "I do believe I should share these measurements with Twilight...so she'll know what she has to look forward to."

Rarity's hands and measuring tape are all over my dick far longer than is comfortable. She measures my length, how big around it is...

Having a girl as gorgeous as Rarity putting her hands all over my member, dressed the way she is right now...it's too much. I grab the back of Rarity's head and pull her forward.

"What—MMPH!" Rarity's eyes widen in surprise as I shove my dick into her mouth. I hold onto her head tight and pound into the back of her throat; she makes strangled noises of protests. I'm already so worked up that it doesn't take long for me to come in her mouth. I let go of her head; she pushes me away roughly, coughing and spluttering as she sits back. She glares up at me. "REALLY!" she says thickly, spitting out another gob of semen. "What is wrong with you, you...you cad?"

"What's wrong with me?" I ask. "You just had your hands all over my dick, Rarity! You're such a tease! Did you even think about what you were doing to me?"

Rarity blinks, the tirade she was about to launch into dying on her lips. "W-well, I..." She shakes her head. "Alright, perhaps I went too far, but YOU! You just—"

I offer my hand to Rarity. She takes it; I pull her to her feet. As soon as she's standing, I put an arm around her waist and guide her over to her bed. Once we're at the bed, I bend her over the bed and grab her ass through her shorts. "What are you doing?" she gasps.

I grab the waistband of her shorts and pull them down, followed by her panties. She lets out a stifled shriek. "Flash, what—!"

I slide a hand up the front of her shirt and grab her breast through her bra as I stroke her delectable slit with my other hand. She gasps and squirms. "Why are you..." she moans.

"I'm just doing to you what you did to me," I say.

"Oh..." Rarity gulps. "W-well...f-fair is fair...I suppose..."

I jerk her bra away from her breasts and play with them while I roughly rub her cunt, prying her open and rubbing her clit with my thumb. She cries out, leaning forward and thrusting her ass into the air.

"I wanna fuck you, Rarity," I say hoarsely, thrusting two fingers deep into her pussy.

"We-well," Rarity stammers, wriggling her hips. "If...if you must..." She looks back at me. "But...do be gentle, darling..."

I grab her ass firmly with both hands, prod her slit with my dick, then pound into her as hard as I can.

"I SAID GENTLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" Rarity squeals. She cries out as I fuck her as hard and as fast as I can, pounding her ass so hard her breasts swing like pendulums. She whimpers and gasps and pants as I rail her, her ass slapping against me with each thrust. Her pussy squeezes me harder and harder even as she gets wetter and wetter.

"I'm...about to come," I grunt.

"Pull out!" Rarity cries. "Pull out!"

With effort, I pull out; I come all over Rarity's back as she sags forward against the bed. I sit down beside her and pull her into my lap. She flings her arms around my neck. "I feel so...so dirty and...and so used," she says.

"Well, I just used you for cheap, meaningless sex," I say. "Which was awesome." I seize her breast and knead it as I nibble on her earlobe.

Rarity blushes. "I...must admit...even though you are a complete cad, I..." She ducks her head. "Being used like that...it was thrilling, in a way."

"Any time you want to be used, I'll be happy to oblige," I say.

Rarity smirks and slaps me gently upside the head. "I think perhaps you shouldn't push your luck, darling," she says. "Unless you'd prefer to dump Twilight for me..." She blushes and looks down. "Which...I wouldn't mind, I admit...but you two are such an adorable couple, I couldn't..."

I sigh. "You're right." I stand up and grab my clothes. "Umm...I guess you need a few minutes before you..."

"Y-yes," she says. "Oh, and...I think I've gotten all the measurements I need from you."

I nod. "Well...later," I say. I head upstairs to shower, hoping against hope Twilight doesn't know what just happened...

11/17 (Tu)

Tuesday, November 17, 2015 / Early Morning

I sit up in bed and glance at the time. It's a little early...

I have homework I didn't do last night. I decide to take a shower first, then take care of that.

I strip off my clothes, round up my bath stuff, and head for the bathroom. I open the door, walk inside...

...and almost literally run into Principal Celestia, who just got out of the shower, and is dripping wet and naked.

She lets out a loud gasp, eyes wide. "Flash!" she cries.

"Principal Celestia?"

That's right...it's her week at the dorm...

She looks me up and down, cheeks red. "Um."

I'm not really awake enough to figure out what I'm supposed to do right now. As it is, I'm barely able to process the fact that I'm standing naked in front of the school principal with a serious case of morning wood.

A few jumbled thoughts enter my brain:

Celestia is smoking hot and has amazing breasts.

She also has a number of faint scars that mar her otherwise perfect body.

As my gaze drifts toward her crotch, Celestia wraps her towel around her body. "I, um..."

I push Celestia into the bathroom and kick the door closed behind me, grabbing her towel and ripping it away. "Flash! What are you..."

"You're so fucking hot," I say, placing my hands on her hips and running them up the sides of her body.

Her blush deepens. "W-well, that's...that's nice of you to say, Flash, but..." She clears her throat. "I...I really need to dry off and get dressed now..."

"Or we could..." I slide a hand down to Celestia's inner thigh and stroke it as I take hold of her hand and guide it toward my own crotch.

Celestia closes her eyes. "Flash...this is wrong," she says. "I'm a teacher, you're a..." Her fingertips brush against my dick, and her breath hitches.

"When was the last time you got laid?" I ask her.

She looks at me; her eyes are sad. "It's...it's been a while," she admits.

She's so much taller than me, but I pull her down enough to whisper in her ear, "I won't tell anybody if you won't."

Celestia looks into my eyes, then takes two steps back, toward the shower. Flailing around for the knob, she turns the shower on full blast, sliding the shower door closed behind her. I seize one of her large breasts, pushing and kneading it as I probe her wet, slick sex. She grabs my dick and strokes it even as she leans close and kisses me hungrily. After a long minute, she breaks the kiss and drops to her knees; gazing up at me with sultry eyes, she takes my dick in her mouth, stroking my shaft with one hand as her soft lips bob up and down along my length, her tongue caressing the underside of my dick. I stand there, watching as this amazingly sexy woman sucks my dick. I gasp as I come in her mouth; she swallows my load, then turns around, getting down on all fours and bracing herself against the side of the shower as she presents her firm, ripe ass to me. Kneeling behind her, I rub her slit and squeeze her ass. I lean in and lick her pussy; she moans and reaches back, spreading herself open. I lick her clit, eliciting a sharp gasp. I'm getting hard again...

After a few minutes of teasing her with my fingers and tongue, I get into position and prod her with my tip.

"Do it," she says. "I'm ready."

I thrust into her; to my surprise, I go all the way in on the first thrust. She bucks against me with her hips, and I grab hold of her waist and fuck her for all I'm worth. Faster and harder; her moans and soft, ragged gasps spur me on. Her pussy feels so good and squeezes me so hard, I can't last long...

I come inside her, then sag back. She turns and slides to the floor, sitting with her back to the shower, my cum drooling out of her pussy.

Seeing this brings me back to reality. "Oh shit," I say. "Principal Celestia, I'm sorry, I should've pulled out..."

She smiles sadly and shakes her head. "It's alright," she says. "I can't get pregnant." She runs a finger along one of the scars on her abdomen. "Remember...that thing that happened with me and Luna?" She laughs bitterly. "I...lost an ovary, and my uterus got so messed up..." She sighs. "Well, they had to operate, and..." She shrugs. "I'll never be able to have children."

"Oh my God," I say. "I'm so sorry..."

"So am I," Celestia says, holding her stomach. Tears start to spill down her cheeks. I sit down next to her and pull her into my arms, holding her.

After several minutes, she sighs and stands up. "I...guess I need another shower," she says. She smiles at me. "Care to join me?"

I grin and stand up; we step into the shower together. She leans against the back of the shower and gives me an inviting smile; I feel myself stirring again as I press up against her, grabbing hold of one wet, slippery breast.

"By the way," she says softly, "you have detention for a month."

7/9 (Sa)

Saturday, July 9, 2016 / Daytime

Even though Lyra ordered sodas with the pizza, I'm the only one drinking them. Everyone else, even Rarity, are drinking hard apple cider Lyra and Bon Bon brought with them.

After everyone's had their fill of pizza, Octavia decides to go for a swim; Vinyl takes the guitar and starts practicing a bit, and Rarity sunbathes while I sit and chat with Lyra and Bon Bon. Before long, the ciders have all vanished, and half the sodas are gone too.

Later, as we're all just relaxing by the pool, Vinyl suddenly says, "Hey Flash, wanna do me a solid?"

Considering the earlier conversation, I'm a bit hesitant to even ask what she has in mind. "Uhh...what is it?"

Vinyl adjusts her shades. Her cheeks are a bit flushed. "I've had this really, really kinky fantasy for a while now," she says. Lyra and Bon Bon crane their necks around with interest.

"Oh god, not this," Octavia moans, burying her face in her hands.

"I've always kinda wanted to see—well, hear now, I guess—Tavi get railed by a dude."

Wat.

"What the hell, Vi?" Lyra gasps out, laughing hysterically.

"Ex-excuse me?" Rarity asks, spluttering.

Vinyl blushes. "I used to watch a lot of, y'know, porn," she says. "I like watchin' girls get railed by dudes."

"Shit, who doesn't?" Lyra asks.

"So sometimes, I'll have this fantasy about Tavi, y'know, havin' a guy or two inside her—"

"OR TWO?!" Octavia shrieks, her face and most of her upper body burning red.

"I like to have bukkake fantasies about Bon Bon," Lyra says.

"Gross!" Bon Bon complains.

"That is far more than I ever needed to know," Rarity says, a disgusted look on her face.

"So how about it?" Vinyl asks. "Wanna whip it out and bang Tavi for me?"

"You're kidding, right?" I look from Vinyl to Octavia. Beside me, Rarity has a wide-eyed, disbelieving, mildly repulsed look on her face.

"Oh god, dude, DO IT!" Lyra says excitedly. "I so wanna watch!"

"Excuse me?" Octavia asks, arching an eyebrow.

Bon Bon shrugs. "Eh, why not. Free porn is free porn."

"Will you all please stop?" Octavia cries. "I can't believe this! I—"

"Tavi," Vinyl says, taking Octavia's hand and squeezing it. "C'mon, live a little. You know I love you, but you gotta take the stick out of your ass."

"And put the dick in it," Lyra stage-whispers with a giggle.

"No anal!" I blurt out. Everyone stares at me. I duck my head. "Still...still learning how to do that right..."

"Seriously, what's wrong with lettin' Flash bang you to get me hot?" Vinyl asks. "This bunch is jonesin' for a show, your folks are gone for like, two weeks, the fence is so high nobody can try to peek..." She leans forward with a salacious grin. "C'mon, Tavi. Just once, do something really stupid and really nasty."

"Flash certainly qualifies as both," Rarity says with a smirk. I roll my eyes and thump her in the shoulder.

Octavia stares at me. She ducks her head and runs a finger through her hair. "W-well," she stammers, "I-I guess...I mean...I suppose...I might regret it if I go through life without...without ever making love to a man..."

"It's highly overrated, darling," Rarity says. After a beat, she blushes and giggles. "Oh, who am I kidding. It's one of the most intense experiences a woman can ever have."

"Do it for me, Tavi?" Vinyl pleads, an innocent smile on her face.

"Yeah, do it right here!" Lyra says. "We all wanna watch." She walks over to the stereo and plugs her phone into it, then queues up what I guess must be her 'slow jams' mix. "Right?"

I study Octavia, who's suddenly unwilling to meet my eyes. Build-wise, she's very similar to Rarity, though with slightly rounder thighs and less toned calves. Her feet are slender and sexy, with cute little toes. Her hips are more narrow, but her ass is fuller and rounder. I walk up to her and place my hands on her hips gently. "I won't pretend I'm not massively into the idea of having sex with you," I say. "You are amazingly hot."

Octavia ducks her head and smiles, playing with her hair. "Th-thank you," she says.

I slip my hands around to her rear and gently, firmly squeeze her ass. "Wanna give these crazy girls a show?" I whisper.

Octavia slaps my hands away from her butt and smirks at me. "Clearly you do," she says. She eyes me up and down, a slim eyebrow raised. "You think you're God's gift to women, don't you?"

"Honestly? I think I live in Crazytown and can't keep my dick in my pants." This elicits a giggle from Rarity and amused snickers from Vinyl and Lyra.

Octavia laughs lightly. "Or your hands off girls' bodies," she says. She shakes her head, then looks around at the others. "You perverts really want to sit around and watch me be pawed and penetrated by this pervert?"

"YES!" Vinyl, Lyra, and Bon Bon yell.

Octavia sniffs daintily. "Oh...very well, I'll think about it," she says. "But first, since Vinyl is the one putting us both up to this, I think it only fair she pays the price of admission, don't you?"

Vinyl sits up. "Wait, what?"

Octavia leans closer to me and whispers in my ear, "If you can get her to swallow your load, you can do whatever you want to me."

I stare at her. "Seriously?"

She smirks and reaches down, untying the string on my trunks. She pushes them down and lets them drop.

"DOOOOOOONG!" Lyra cheers, throwing a fist in the air.

"Oh, behave," Bon Bon says, whapping her upside the head. "It doesn't look as, well...big as I thought it would," she adds, staring at me with her head tilted.

"Five and five-eighths inches," Rarity says. "Unless it's grown some since I last measured it."

"You measured it?!" Octavia cries.

"Long story," I say. "And, umm...yeah, okay, it's about average. I have it on good authority that's not a bad thing."

"Most definitely not," Rarity agrees, a faint rosy tint to her cheeks.

"Seriously Tavi, what was that about the price of admission?" Vinyl asks.

"I'm a bit curious about that myself," Rarity says, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, you're about to find out," Octavia says. She looks at me, then nods sharply in Vinyl's direction. I take a deep breath, then walk over to her. I can feel the others' curious stares follow me.

When I reach Vinyl's side, I grab hold of her hand and place it on my dick. "What the—?!" she yelps.

I wrap her fingers around my cock. "Sorry, Vinyl, she upped the ante."

"Holy shit, is this your dick?" She runs her fingers along the length, her mouth open in a surprised 'o'. "So that's what one feels like..."

I gently take hold of her chin and turn her to face me. "Sorry about this," I say.

"What, did Tavi say I gotta suck your dick?"

"Yeah. And you gotta swallow or the deal's off. Her rules, not mine."

Vinyl grins. "Wow, Tavi! I knew you had some sleaze in you somewhere, girl!" She snickers. "Sure, I'll play along." Keeping her hand on my dick, she leans forward, her mouth open.

"Dude, this is so hot," Lyra says with a huge grin.

I can honestly say 'get my dick sucked by a blind girl' was not even close to being on my list of things to do today, but here we are. With my help guiding her, Vinyl engulfs me with her mouth. What follows is, frankly, the worst blowjob I've ever had—and I've had a lot in the last year—but it does the job, mostly because I spend the entire time thinking about Tavi's ass. Fantasizing about the main course gets me through the appetizer, and I blow my load in the back of Vinyl's throat. She coughs and doubles over, but swallows instead of spitting it out. I step back and give her some room.

"Dude, that's gross," she says. "I think I'll scratch giving random dudes blowjobs off my list of things to do when I'm bored."

"At least you won't be spending the next half hour cleaning it off your face," Rarity says. The girls all turn to stare at her. She crosses her arms defensively and clears her throat.

Octavia rolls her eyes. "Well, a deal's a deal," she says with a dramatic sigh. She spreads out two beach towels, then spreads two more on top of them. Standing in the middle of her little makeshift beach blanket, she turns and faces me. She takes a deep breath, then looks straight at me, her cheeks red. "I am...all yours," she says.

Yes.

I take a moment to run my hands slowly up Octavia's body before resting them on her shoulders and slowly peeling down her swimsuit. I stop once her breasts—those full, delicious breasts with pert pinkish-grey nipples—are uncovered, seizing them with both hands and kneading them. Octavia's breath hitches and she trembles slightly.

"Dude, what's goin' on? Somebody gimme the play by play," Vinyl says.

"As usual, Flash is going right for his favorite part of the body," Rarity says. "He has yet to meet a pair of breasts he couldn't wait to get his hands on."

"Speaking from personal experience?" Lyra asks.

"What can I say? I love tits." I smile at Octavia. "And yours are amazing."

"So I hear every time Vinyl paws me," Octavia says, rolling her eyes. "I do believe my girlfriend is interested in something she can, ahem, hear..."

"Hey, take your time," Vinyl says cheerfully. "I know how it is when you get hold of that awesome bod."

I fondle Octavia's breasts until my dick rises to bear again, then slowly peel her swimsuit the rest of the way off. As Octavia steps out of her swimsuit and kicks it away, I run my hands up her legs, enjoying the smoothness of her flawless skin, until I reach her hips. I stare at her slightly flushed, pouty sex and her neatly trimmed pubic hair as I reach behind her and grab hold of her ass again, squeezing it firmly as I press my dick against her thigh.

"Tavi's naked, and now he's going for the ass!" Lyra says. "And what an ass it is, folks! Oh, what I would not love to do to that ass—hey!"

Bon Bon has Lyra in a headlock. "Continuing," she says tersely.

I look around at the girls. "So, uhh...this is as much for your benefit as it is mine," I say. "What position do you want to see?"

"Wheelbarrow!" Lyra cries excitedly.

"No," I say, shuddering. "I did that with Pinkie Pie once and couldn't even make it to the bathroom the morning after."

"Doggie style!" Vinyl yells, pumping a fist in the air. "Woof woof!"

"Vinyl! Honestly!" Octavia huffs.

Rarity winces. "A girl's first time should never be doggie style," she says. "The, ah...time Flash and I...dallied, we did it twice on the beach, and the second time was, well...that." She grimaces. "I honestly did not particularly enjoy it."

"Oh god, I just pictured that," Lyra says, eyes wide. "I'm getting wet picturing that."

"I am too," Bon Bon says in an impressed tone.

"So, ahh..." Octavia trembles as I stroke her slit with a finger. "Out of curiosity, Rarity...the first time you—"

"She was on top," I say. "Which doesn't really surprise me with the way Rarity loves to be in control of things."

"Yeah, I can see that," Lyra says.

"How about you choose?" Bon Bon says. "You're the one with the most to gain from this, you should do whatever you want to her."

"Within reason," Octavia adds.

"Alright." I lower Octavia onto the blankets, lying her on her back, and lower myself onto her.

"Ooh, missionary!" Lyra says. "A little vanilla, but you can't go wrong with the classics!"

"You know, I've always wondered why they call it that," Rarity says curiously.

"Well, you see, the settlers used to take the Buffalo girls out behind the missions and—"

"That's not even close to where it comes from!" Bon Bon interrupts. "Good grief, Lyra!"

"I like my version better," Lyra pouts.

"You're sick."

"I know."

"Rarity, bring Vinyl over here so she can hear every little sound," I say as I trace slow circles around Octavia's labia with my fingers, thrilling at every little shudder.

"Oh yeah," Vinyl says, grinning. I tease open Octavia's sex as I spread her legs and position myself between her thighs. Rarity guides Vinyl over; she sits down next to Octavia and gropes around for her hand. Octavia takes Vinyl's hand and squeezes it, then looks up at me.

"Okay, I...I'm ready," she says hesitantly.

I rub my dick against her slit, then gently push in. Octavia tenses up, her breath hitching as her back arches slightly. With a slow, deliberate thrust, I enter her fully.

"Ah...!" Octavia gasps.

"And it's in!" Lyra reports enthusiastically.

I slide my hands under Octavia's thighs as I drive my cock into her with slow, even strokes, building up slickness so that I can hilt more easily. Octavia gasps, her breath hitching; the first time I thrust all the way in, she cries out.

"You okay?" I ask.

Octavia looks up at me. "I...yes," she says.

"How does it feel, Tavi?" Vinyl asks.

"Strange," Octavia says. "And..." Her face flushes. "A little...exciting..."

I draw out, then hilt again, eliciting a sharp gasp and a strangled moan from Octavia. I pick up my tempo, going deep with each thrust and making as much noise as I can each time my balls slap against her. Octavia's nails dig into Vinyl's palm; Vinyl's face is flushed and sweaty, and her free hand drifts toward her crotch.

"Holy crap, this is way better than porn," Lyra says.

"Oh dear...I think I might need to clear an evening soon," Rarity says. "I'm feeling rather...bothered..."

I pull out and roll Octavia over on her side, bending her legs up and forward so that her feet brush against Vinyl with every deep thrust into her pussy. Rarity whispers to Vinyl exactly what's happening, and Vinyl wraps her left arm around Octavia's knees, bracing her. Octavia cries out, her voice rising in pitch and volume as I pound her faster and faster. Her breasts bounce, her left breast rubbing against the towel under her while the right one swings freely until Vinyl's other hand finds it and kneads it.

"Ahh...ahhh! Ahhh!" Octavia cries. I grunt with each slap of flesh against flesh.

"Oh god, I need me some of this," Lyra says hoarsely.

"I'm about to make a mess," Bon Bon says.

I look down at Octavia, whose eyes are closed; she's moaning and letting out gasping hisses as she bucks her ass against me. "I'm about...to come," I grunt out. After two more quick, sharp thrusts, I pull out, fighting against the tight grip of Octavia's sex, and jerk against her thigh as my seed explodes across her hip, side, and breast.

"Aww, not inside?" Lyra pouts.

"I try to avoid that as much as possible," I mutter as I sit back, untangling myself from Octavia, who lies there panting heavily. "Don't get me wrong, I love coming inside, but there's too much, y'know, risk."

"Yes, I...I certainly do not want to have your love child," Octavia says raggedly.

"I'm honestly surprised half the dorm isn't pregnant already," Rarity says. "I mean, we used protection when we did it at Haytona, but I know for a fact he came inside Sonata Dusk. I was there."

"You watched him do Sonata?" Vinyl asks.

Rarity rolls her eyes. "We all watched him do Sonata whether we wanted to or not," she replies.

I laugh. "She jumped me in the living room at the beach house," I say. "It was the very definition of surprise sex."

Octavia disentangles herself from Vinyl and sits up, crossing her legs. "W-well," she stammers, her face flushed and sweaty. "I, umm..." She looks at me through her lashes. "Th-that was..." She coughs. "Something I did not expect to be doing today, but..." She ducks her head. "I...actually quite enjoyed it." Her face burns even redder.

"I did too," I say with a smile.

She looks around at everyone staring at her. "I...I must admit...being nude out in the open is...rather thrilling," she says with a sheepish smile. "I would never do something like this if...if my parents were in town, but I do quite enjoy the...the thrill. Of being so...indecent."

"Uh-oh," Vinyl says with a grin. "I think we've got an exhibitionist on our hands!"

"Oh, hush you," Octavia says, blowing upward on her hair. "Do me a favor and wipe this...this semen off of my body."

"Sure, give me something to do it with and help me find where all he spooged on you," Vinyl agrees.

I look at Rarity, who's still crouched on the blankets looking incredibly sexy. "You know," I say slowly, "I've had the appetizer and the main course, but I think I can still go for dessert."

"Ooh, sleazy," Lyra says, laughing.

Rarity raises an eyebrow and crosses her arms. "Flash," she says in a warning tone.

"Marshmallow parfait!" I yell, rising to a crouch before pouncing on Rarity and tackling her. Octavia barely skitters out of the way in time, letting out an undignified squawk.

Rarity shrieks. "Wh-what are you—"

I hurriedly strip off Rarity's bikini top as I straddle her chest, slapping my dick between her breasts and squeezing them together.

"Holy crap!" Lyra exclaims.

"What's he doing?" Vinyl asks. With a hopeful leer, she adds, "Is he fucking Rarity?"

"Not...exactly," Octavia says, tilting her head curiously as I begin thrusting up between Rarity's tits while she squirms underneath me, my dick getting harder the more she wriggles around.

"He's doing paizuri!" Lyra yells excitedly. At Vinyl's blank look, she clarifies, "He's fucking her tits!"

"Flash," Rarity gasps out, "you...really should...have asked...first!"

I tweak her nipples as I pound her boobs. "Oh, like you didn't see this coming," I say.

Rarity rolls her eyes and sighs. "Oh, very well. But...ah!...next time..." She sucks in a sharp breath between her teeth. "You touch me with—ah!—without asking first, I'm cutting off...something...most of the dorm will miss."

"Seriously, you're letting him off just like that?" Bon Bon asks.

"Rarity—" I grunt. "—reads the kind of—ah!—trashy romance novels...where the heroine gets—nggggh!—ravished by one of thoOOOOse—oiled-up—"

"They get the point," Rarity mutters, her face burning red.

"This is incredibly fucking hot," Lyra says with a leer.

"So glad you're...enjoying the show," Rarity groans.

It doesn't take long before I blow my load all over Rarity's chest and face. She wastes no time in pushing me off her; I roll over on my side on the beach towel while she sits up, wearing a disgusted expression. "You have no idea how tiresome having your semen all over my face gets, Flash."

I grin lazily up at her. "But you look so good in it."

Rarity rolls her eyes. "Beast."

Octavia stares at us. "Did...did that really just happen?" she asks quietly.

"It happened," Lyra says breathlessly. "It happened and it was awesome." She claps her hands together. "So who's next?" she asks eagerly.

"Nobody," I grunt, grimacing as I sit up. "I already came three times. If I blow one more load, Twilight's gonna know I've been up to no good."

"How?" Vinyl asks. "Does she have some kind of ESP for your dick?"

"Because after the fourth I can't walk straight," I reply. I rub my shoulder as I stand up. "Listen, Octavia...can I borrow your guest shower?"

"Of course," Octavia says.

"Thanks."

As I head into the house, I hear Rarity complaining behind me. "Oh, sure, he gets to go clean himself up, while I'm still wearing his mess!"

"Oh, I think me and Bon Bon can clean you up," Lyra says in a sly tone.

The last thing I hear before I make it to the stairs is Rarity crying out in surprise...

Author's Note

(A somewhat different version of this chapter can be found hidden in the Persona LTE version of the main story found on my website. Don't ask me how or where to find it--that wouldn't be near as much fun, now would it?)