The Game

Applejack certainly knew how to show me a good time (as expected). After her, I had one last pony of the Mane 6 to fuck, and that was Rainbow Dash. I was hoping that I would get her sooner than later, and I knew sooner was not going to come to me by just sitting on my ass and musing to myself.

Still in my room, I saw that Luna was still asleep, so I decided to get this over with in case she emerged from her sex-coma and wanted another rut. Without a second to lose, I cupped the dice from the board into my hands and gently tossed them inside, hoping that the clattering wouldn’t wake Luna. I then placed the bottom of my fist on the board and slowly opened it, allowing the dice to tumble out and quietly land. I rolled a 3.

So much for that.

The piece moved three spaces as I looked for the gem and the subsequent text. What appeared there confused me.

In a vast world of ponies from this show, there are some that you do not yet know. Why should we deny you this pleasure? See the future and its valuable treasure.

The text began to glow brightly along with the gem, covering the room in bright white. Suddenly, I saw a vast array of images pass before my eyes, somehow being able to retain each one: a city made of crystals, a dark, shadowy unicorn, a fuck ton of Pinkie Pies, some filly bullying the Cutie Mark Crusaders, Trixie with a badass necklace, Rainbow Dash telling a story to the Cutie Mark Crusaders by a bonfire, Rainbow Dash racing a new rival, a bunch of what looked like members of Applejack’s family at Sweet Apple Acres (was that a foal Applejack? (hnng)), Spike being saved from Timberwolves by Applejack, Fluttershy… befriending Discord? Spike petsitting the Mane 6’s pets, another trip at the crystal city, and Twilight Sparkle… becomes an alicorn?

The light faded away, leaving me to ponder over what the hell I just saw.

Did I seriously just watch all of Season Three? Before anyone else?

First off, how could Fluttershy, or anyone for that matter, befriend Discord? That motherfucker tried shoving his tongue down my dick! I mean, she treated him with her trademark kindness and all that, but even then it barely worked, and Discord will be far too pissed with me to try and be kind to him, so scratch that. Second of all, is Twilight really turning into an alicorn?

That along with the Fluttershy/Discord fiasco kept making me think that it was just some weird visions the game was throwing at me. I don’t know. Everything felt so legit: the voices, the nature of the storytelling, it all seemed like I just watched Season Three and that the game just made me experience it in a matter of seconds.

Magic is the strangest ass thing.

However, upon looking down, I saw a haze in the gem that began to form more words.

Wait… could this be…

The text appeared.

This crazy pegasus will feed your lust, so have a ball with Lightning Dust.

No way…

As I was being hurled into the board, I could only fathom what it was going to be like to have sex with a pony that all bronies… or anyone else for that matter wouldn’t even know existed.
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I woke up at what looked like a marine training camp, sitting up on an asphalt runway. On my right there was a field, and to the left were the bunkers, the mess hall, and a bunch of other wacky looking shit that I assume was for their training. However, I needed to look for this Lightning Dust.

From what I could tell from the “episode” she seemed to have her heart in the right places, but her head wasn’t making sound decision, and there’s nothing… too wrong with that, but I agree that brushing off the near-deaths of a bunch of ponies that you caused is a dick move.

I looked over to the fields to see a group of ponies doing “wing-ups.” They certainly looked to make them easier than Fluttershy did in Hurricane Fluttershy. I recognized some familiar faces, like Thunderlane, that one muscular “YEAH!” pony, and Blossomforth, but they looked to be wearing odd versions of the Wonderbolt outfits, but they cut off at the waist, there were no arm sleeves, and the heads were cut in a way where the bottom ended at the top of the neck but they continued up the side until just below the ears.

Running up to them, I just tried being blunt.

“Hey,” I called. “Do any of you know where Lightning Dust is?”

Before either one could answer, a whoosh of wind nearly blew me off my feet. Looking behind me, I saw the light-blue coated, golden-maned pegasus herself, sliding on her hooves into the runway, being watched by who I assumed to be Spitfire in a blue-military jacket, shirt, and tie getup. Lightning Dust turned to me and gave me a confident smirk.

“You rang?” she asked.

“Great work, Lightning Dust,” spoke Spitfire in a shriller voice than I remembered. “Now go get some R and R!”

“Ma’am, yes, ma’am.”

Trotting past me, she still tried talking to me.

“Let’s get to the bunks. I’m starved."

Which way should I have taken that statement? I hope she wasn’t referring to food.

With her training suit not covering her flank like the other Wonderbolts, I got a perfect look at her fine looking pussy. She looked to be a relatively young pegasus, but her vagina seemed to be larger than most ponies I’ve seen. Even for Applejack, who I would have assumed would have seen more than a fair share of action, her snatch looked to be a touch smaller than Lighting Dust’s.

Either way, with the way the lips moved back and forth with each movement of her legs was just too hot to ignore. She was going to be a really good lay.

Upon reaching her room, which just consisted of ten bunk beds, Lightning Dust began to pull her training vest off her body with gusto. Once it was off and crumpled to the floor, she kicked it behind her, allowing me to see more of her ass in action. From how I remember her in the show, she seemed like the kind of pony who would get a lot of action back at home, but she still looked like she had some tread in those tires.

“Finally!” she grunted, clearly pent up with tension. “About time I got out of that thing. Now, take the top bunk.”

“You don’t need to ask me twice,” I spoke.

Taking off my boxers, revealing my already stiffening penis, I climbed the ladder to the top bunk. I bet she was going to try and blow our loads within a couple of minutes, but I wasn’t going to let her.

Lying on my back with my fully erect dick in the air, I hardly had to wait as Lightning Dust flew up above me and landed on my groin, her vagina slipping over my penis like a glove. I gasped in response, not just from the instantaneous pleasure my body had begun to receive, but the feeling inside of her as well. It felt like a wave of static electricity flowing over my dick. It was… actually very soothing, however…

“Let’s do this then!” she said.

Lightning Dust began to shift her weight up and down. It was just as I was afraid of. She wasn’t going to try and enjoy this. No, of course not. She was Rainbow Dash’s rival; a speedster through-and-through. She was going to take this just as she would take any race: gotta’ go fast.

At this rate, I certainly would blow my load within a minute, so mustering all the strength I could in my arms. I held her thighs down, restricting her movement.

“Hey!” she yelled. “What gives?”

“Lighting,” she said. “Haven’t you ever tried taking this… slow?”

“Pfft. As if. Nothing is more pleasurable than the heat you feel when you apply fast, constant friction,” she reasoned, trying to shift up and down again, a new burst of strength forced my hands off, leaving her to resume. “You know what I’m saying?”

“Yes,” I said, forcing her to stop again. “And sometimes that can be pleasurable, but have you ever tried it?”

“Of course not. Anypony who’s tried to take it slow just puts me to sleep within seconds. It’s so boring!”

“Perhaps, you should give it another try?”

“Pfft. You can try, but it’s not going to–”

I silenced her by grabbing the cheeks of her flank and lifting her up. My point was made as I slowly slid her near the end of my dick. The long gentle stroke of my penis against her walls was near constant until I eventually reached the tip. Lightning Dust shuddered and moaned, her tremors applying a pleasing vibration to my dick.

I slowly began to set her back down, and the result was the same. We both made short, spasmed gasps as my penis and her vagina glided into/over each other. The look on the pegasus’s face was priceless. It was as if she had mastered a brand-new flying trick or broke an academy record.

Once her ass was sitting on my waist again, we looked at each other longingly. Wrapping my hand around and on the back of her neck, I pulled her face closer to mine, allowing me to kiss it. Letting her desire take over, Lightning Dust began to shift her waist up and down again, but now slower and more controlled.

The taste of her warm breath and tongue with the wet tingling sensation pulling at my dick was extremely pleasurable, but there was one thing I wanted to do before I came.

“You mind turning around?” I asked. “I want to know how you taste.”

“Huh?” she sighed, lost in her ecstasy. “Yeah.”

Lifting herself off of me, she rotated her body around so her flank was now staring me in the face and her now moist lips were brushing on the head of my penis. Wanting her to get on with it, I pulled her ass atop my face, letting the cheeks of her flank warm the cheeks of my face. My tongue generously rubbed against the clit and up near the anus. While odd, the taste of her juices reminded me of the static electricity that accumulates on an older television when it’s turned on.

Knowing that as her cue, she placed her mouth over the base of my dick and pulled it upwards, applying slight pressure with her teeth. Her pressure even applied as she moved down, pulling my foreskin with it. Yes, I knew I wanted to take it slow, but I needed to change again, or else it would be going fast. I twacked her anus with my index finger, which got her to stop and look at me.

“What’s wrong?” she asked. “Are you getting bored yourself?”

“Mmm…” I thought aloud. “Eh, fuck it. Do it your way.”

Lightning Dust quickly perched her pussy back on my penis and began rutting away. She began to thrust faster and faster, signaling an oncoming climax. Using that last bit of time that I had left, I pulled Lightning Dust’s face into my own, giving us the one kiss that propelled our pleasure to the clouds, orgasming at the same time in a massive mixture of cum and secretions.

Lighting Dust rolled off my stomach and panted, satisfied with her lay.

“You know,” she admitted. “That wasn’t half bad. Perhaps we should try it again sometime?”

“Perhaps,” I said with a smile, “but I have other things to attend to.”

“Aww…” she moaned unhappily.

“Don’t worry,” I told her. “I’ll come back I promise. Now, could you please sit on my face so I can go home?”

“Yes, sir!” she said with a salute.

Hovering her ass over my face, she quickly landed on top of it, sucking me into her vagina where I traveled through the caverns and fell back into my room.