Strip Club

by Golden Voice

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, Main 6, Other, Romance, Original Character, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Rumble, Sex, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 2860

The CMC decide to understand their bodies more with abit of experiments.

How do the CMC survive their last year of school? With sex. And lots of it.

Written in first-person point of view in each chapter.

First clop fic. Criticism strongly suggested.

All characters 18+.

Published 2015-06-27 16:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2015-06-27 16:10:01 UTC

Never Been Seen Like This..

I never thought that one of my best friends would be so stupid as to agreeing to be something so horrible. And I felt to sorry for her. Especially since we're all still in high school. And I never thought that I would also be a victim of this story. It's better to start from the beginning.

It was our second week in high school. It was our senior year. We were finally going to be adults, like my sister. My friends and I turned 18 during the summer, but Rarity wanted to keep me until I got a real job, unlike other parents, who immediately kick their new grown mares and stallions out to fend for themselves. We're the lucky ones.

I, as usual, was daydreaming about my chance of becoming a pop star. My talent was singing, after all. I was gazing at the tan ceiling in our classroom, my elbow on the desk as my muzzle rested on the palm of my hand. I hummed the words to my new song, "Breaking the Lights." A sudden 'thud' came from my desk as a tint of green magic sprayed out of my horn onto the air. I jumped and stared at a very annoyed Miss Cheerilee. I looked down at my desk to see a white paper filled with words and lines. We were taking yet another test. I stood up straight and nodded to her as a small smile crept upon her face. She moved her hooves to the next desk as I let out a sigh of relief. I heard snickers coming from across the room. I turned around to see Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, the worst enemies you could ever have. They kept along with their giggling as they started their testing as well. I rolled my eyes and turned back around, picking up my pencil and writing my name on the paper.

Don't be bothered by them. You're smart, and they're a bunch of lamos, I thought.

I wrote down the answers to the test and raised my hand up to signal Miss Cheerilee, who got up and took my test with the same smile on her face. I immediately went back into my daydream state, until a psst sound emerged from my hearing. I opened my eyes to see who made the noise. The next thing that happened was a tap of my shoulder. I turned my head around slightly to see my friend Button. He looked at me with willing eyes, and I knew exactly what he wanted: answers. A smirk formed on my face as I turned back around. Miss Cheerilee was obviously fapping herself. The book she held couldn't hide her pleasure. I had at the most five minutes to compromise a deal with Button. I turned my body back around fully, along with my chair. I used my hands to spread my blue skirt flat on my lap and crossed my hooves. My tail was perfect in place, drooping from the back of my chair. I fixed my white collar and placed my elbows on the desk, batting my eyes fast but soft, as my sister Rarity had taught me. Button's eyes widened as a smile crept upon my face. A slight blush formed on his cute dark brown fur, a worried look on his face.

"Now Button, you do know that cheating on a test is very wrong, right?" I said in the most charming voice I could do. I could feel the shivers on his body. I touched his shaking hand and looked at his widened eyes. He gulped.

"Y-yes," he managed to say. His hand was getting awfully moist, and I instantly let go.

"I'll give you the answers to the test. IF you do something for me," I said seductively. My hoof touched his accidentally, giving him the wrong message.

"Sweetie Belle! Seriously? Here? Right now?" He asked. It was my eyes' turn to widen as I was the to shake.

"N-no! I didn't mean that! I meant like you can clean my room! O-or do my chores!" I panicked. I looked at my watch. It were to be two minutes until the test was over.

"Okay! Deal! Just please give me the answers!" He said. I grabbed his paper and pencil and started to scribble down the same answers I had written. No one paid attention to us, as it was a social law not to snitch. I gave the paper and pencil back to him as I instantly turned my chair around and folded my hands neatly on the desk, with ten seconds to spare. I smiled, yet a bit of a blush formed on my white coat, only because of the words Button said to me.

"Though, I wouldn't mind if we did."

"I think I totally flunked that test. What about you, Applebloom?" Scootaloo asked. It was the end of the school day as my friends and I decided to pay a visit to our old clubhouse.

"I couldn't concentrate with this ol' red bow in the way. I was scratchin' up a storm in that classroom. I didn't even get the chance to finish mah test. Stupid school uniform. Don't even know why we have to wear this," my other friend Applebloom said.

"Remember last year? Everypony was practically naked in the school. Seriously. The mares would wear bras and the stallions would wear underwear to school. It was disturbing," I said.

"But these skirts are really short. And I don't like wearing a shirt this tight. It feels unnatural," Scootaloo said, tugging at her white collar.

Ponyville High is the only school in Equestria who wears uniforms. Because of our "ways of dressing," it caused havoc to the school. In every corner, you could see ponies having sex on the lockers or making out outside. It was very disturbing. The school board thought it was because of us not having a dress code. But the uniforms don't stop the students from having sex in the bathrooms. I've been in a situation where I couldn't use the bathroom because every stall was filled with moans and pleasure from our fellow students. Our school is messed up. But I don't mind. I think it's fine just the way it is. I'm WAY too innocent for that kind of stuff, and everypony knows it, which is why they know not to mess with me. At least that's what I thought.

"It doesn't bother me," I said, a smile forming on my face.

"SWEETIE BELLE!" A voice called my name out as me and my friends turned around. Button was running towards us, calling my name out all the while. He stopped at our hooves, panting loudly and looking up at us.

"Yes, Button?" I said nonchalantly. He stood up in a straight posture and took a deep breath.

"I should get started on your bedroom, right? We gotta go," he said.

"Wha...?" I said. Before I could object, he grabbed my hand and dragged me out of my friend group. He waved to both of them, and they waved back. I mouthed the words "help me," and they shrugged their shoulders.

"What the?" I said. But I let Button drag me to the Carousel Boutique, where I would unlock the door so he could go upstairs to clean my room. I slowly went up the stairs and put my keys down on the end table. As soon as I went inside my room, it was surprisingly already clean. I looked around in amazement as he sat on the bed with th a smirk on his face.

"But, how?" I choked out. I looked back at him, waiting for my answer. He got up and walked around my room, the same silly smirk still on his face.

"I'm just a master cleaner. Is that hard to believe?" Button asked, looking at me with patient reddish-tan eyes.

I crossed my arms and started to tap my hoof, raising an eyebrow. I didn't believe him one bit. His room is messed than mine, and he's way too lazy to clean it up.

"Okay, so maybe I got a little help," he said, glancing at the window, then back at me. I stared at him with confused eyes as I approached the window. I looked down at the dirt path. There were stallions running away from the building. A bit of blush rose from my cheeks, for I was embarrassed that there were boys looking at my dirty room. I looked at Button and stepped away from the window. I started to laugh for some reason.

"Are you serious? I should really punch you right now," I giggled. He chuckled along with me. I stopped laughing and let him continue. When he was done, I smacked him onto the bed, my face red with anger.

"How dare you let in STALLIONS to my room?! That's really embarrassing! Besides, the deal was that YOU clean my room, no help whatsoever!" I yelled at him, giving him a shocked face. He started to laugh again, and I was confused. He sat up and pulled me close to him.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"You trying to beat me up," he chuckled.

"I can so beat you up!" I objected,"I just slapped you into my bed! Is that not enough?"

He grabbed hold of my wrists and gave me a silly look."Try to get out."

"What the hell is this for? Are you flirting with me?" I asked. He pulled my arms forward, causing me to trip on him. Our muzzles touched, yet I still had a smug look on my face. I glared at him, as much as I wanted to kiss him.

"Aw, what's wrong with Sweetie Belle?" He whined, smirking at me. I was not amused with his antics. And he still didn't let go of my wrists!

"Don't play games with me, Button. Rarity's gonna be home in like, 20 minutes, and I do not want to get caught doing anything with you," I said. I tried to get myself loose from his grip, but he only pushed me down harder. I ended up turned around and sitting on his lap, my arms looped from the front.

"You look nice in that uniform," he whispered in my ear. I blushed as I looked down at my skirt. My eyes widened as he started to nibble my ear, a soft moan escaping my lips. I fought the urge to moan again, but it was too late.

"I see that you like that. Wonder what else," he said. He let go of my wrists, and I tried to flee from him, but he pulled me back down from the waist, and I squirmed from his grip. He smelled my neck.

"Mmm, strawberry scent," he said as he sucked on it. I squirmed a bit more, pounding my costs on his arms, but he never moved. I felt weak at that point and gave in.

"Good girl," he said, giving me a hickey. I huffed at that comment.

"You know, I can yell rape," I said and smirked.

"But you'll be lying. You see, Sweetie Belle, it isn't rape if you like it," he whispered, shivers running down my body.

"Since when did you become so....stallionlike?" I asked, turning my head to face him. He took one arm away from my waist and rubbed his hand on my mane.

"Playing video games isn't the only thing I do," he said, smiling. I snarled at him.

"I might have gotten some....lessons," he said. I cringed at that word. Did he seriously fuck his mother? No, I'm jumping to conclusions. There's no way in hell that he would-

"Whatcha thinking about, Sweetie?" He asked. Before I could speak, he used his free hand to dig into my skirt. I tried to pull it out, but he already dug his fingers into my lips. I squeaked as I tried to close my legs tight, but it only made him go further.

"S-stop," I managed to say. I rubbed my legs together as I softly moaned, my vagina wetting his fingers.

"You like that, huh?" He said. He used his other hand to grab hold of my left breast, moving it in circles. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth together. I finally had enough and pulled his fingers out of me, which surprised him. I got off of his lap and stood up with an angry look on his face.

"What the hell, Button? Now you got me all riled up!" I said. I smacked him again and pulled his shirt up to me. I brought my lips to his with a smile on my face. I wrapped my arms around his neck and sat between his legs. He held me with his hands on my skirt, my pink panties soaking wet. Our tongues collided as he slowly pulled me down on the bed. I ended the kiss with our saliva hanging on our tongues. It dropped on his shirt.

I smirked at him."Now Button, you've been a very bad colt," I said, hugging his erect penis with my hand. He cringed at my touch.

"Oh have I? I think you're the bad filly," he smirked. I was once again confused by his statement. I understood fully once he pushed me off of him. He held me upside down, my hooves flinging in the air.

"You're not supposed to pleasure me, Sweetie Belle," he said, slowly pulling off my panties. I squirmed and kicked, but he held my hooves down on his shoulders."I'm supposed to pleasure you." He slowly moved his head down my exposed pussy. I felt a lick come from Button as I moaned. I quickly grabbed my pillow and buried my face in it, trying my best not to let him hear me moan. He dug his tongue into my vagina as my clothes slowly slid down to my breasts. It felt so good to be pleasured. I felt his eyes staring at me as I felt warm liquid riding up on my body. I knew that feeling from anywhere. I quickly let go of the pillow with a worried look on my face.

"I'm about to cum!" I yelled. That gave him the signal to dig his tongue in deeper. Once he hit my g-spot, I finally let it all out. He licked it all up from my vagina as I breathed heavily. He let me down gently as my elbows held me up.

"Ready for part two?" He asked. I slowly nodded my head. I checked my watch. Rarity would be home any minute.

"You have to go home! My sister's probably at the door!" I panicked, quickly getting up and buttoning my shirt back up. I lowered my skirt back in place and tried to hide the wetness in my bed. Button rubbed his shirt from the saliva and almost headed out the door.

"Sweetie Belle! I'm home!" A sing-song toned voice yelled. My eyes widened and I quickly grabbed my robe.

"Hide!" I silently yelled at him. He ran to my closet and hid inside it.

"I'm in my room Rarity!" I said, sitting on my bed and grabbing a book. A knock came from my door, and Rarity came in. I turned my head and smiled.

"Hey sis," I said, trying my best not to panic. She raised an eyebrow.

"What were you doing in here?" She asked. I held my book up with a dumb look on my face.

"Reading, duh," I said, a chuckle escaping my lips.

"Mhm," she said. She slowly walked towards my bed and sniffed.

"Why does it smell like...sex?" She asked me. I started to sweat.

"Okay! You caught me! I was...masturbating!" I said, hoping she would believe me.

"Sweetie Belle, ladies don't masturbate. They get a stallion to do the work for them," she said.

"You have a vibrator."

"Well, because I don't have a man to pleasure me yet."

"But two weeks ago-"

"Stand up Sweetie Belle," she said annoyingly. I slowly stood up with a worried look on my face. She examined my room. She then took off my pink robe.

"Now why in the world were you wearing a robe over your uniform?" She asked.

"Its cold," I said.

"It's 80 degrees outside." She lifted my skirt up."No panties? And it seems like you are wet down there," she said. I shivered with worry. She moved to my right side and looked at my neck."And you have a hickey. Tsk, tsk, tsk, Sweetie Belle, aren't you a naughty horse." She walked towards my closet and opened it, revealing a very scared Button.

"Well, at least you didn't do it with any random stallion," she said."Out." Button ran out of my room and out the boutique, leaving me alone with Rarity. She walked up to me.

"Did you lose your virginity?" She asked.

"No."

"Good. Now take a shower," she said, walking out of my room. I stood there, shocked at what just happened.