The Game

I went to take a quick shower before my next mission. I don’t like smelling like the last three mares that I boned. Suddenly, Luna opened the door. Then, she magically pulled the curtains aside and slammed me into the wall, forcing her tongue in my mouth.

“Luna,” I exclaimed, “what are you doing?”

“You’re the only one who’s made it far enough to be able to summon me,” said Luna in between kisses. “I’ll be damned if I’m going to waste that wait sitting around while you screw every pony in Ponyville.” She then slipped her vagina over my dick and began fucking me. Despite my wanting to get going, I couldn’t deny that Luna felt awesome. And with the shower water pouring overhead (a little fetish of mine), I came in less than a minute, her following soon after.

“You blow your load quickly,” commented Luna.

“What can I say? You’re hot.” Luna blushed. “Now if you excuse me, I have to take another shower.”

After changing into a new pair of boxers, I went to the game to find out my next target. I roll the dice. Twelve.

Nice. First boxcars of the day.

It then occurred to me that the board’s path itself was very long, and that I may have to bang at least a dozen more ponies before I could win. Whatever. That just meant more pussy for me. The text appears:

Your penis may not be a match, for the vagina of Vinyl Scratch.

Bitchin’!

I hopped into the board to screw the DJ pony.
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I appeared in a dark room. The only light that happened was a door opening up, the light from the other hallway illuminating everything. There was a pony walking up to me. Her spikey blue mane and tail, her white fur, her horn, and her trademark shades. It was Vinyl Scratch, aka DJ-Pon3.

“Hey,” she said in a sultry voice. “You’re just in time for the show.”

“What show?”

“My show. Now come on.”

She led me down a hallway as I thought of what she meant by one of her shows.

A concert? Is she going to have sex with me right on the dancefloor?

As we got closer, I could hear loud beats coming from another room getting louder and louder as we approached.

“Okay,” said Vinyl, “We’re going to play a game I like to call Power Puppet.”

“Might I ask how we play?” Vinyl lifted her ass up and flicked her tail away, revealing her moistening marehood for me to see.

“You see this?”

“That is your vagina. And it looks nice.”

“Thanks, but enough. What you will do is place your penis inside it. I will play for my fans out there as you rut me. Depending on the speed you thrust me, the slower or faster my song will go. The harder you thrust me, the louder it gets. Once I cum, the song is over, so don’t go too fast.”

“Sounds simple enough.”

“And feel free to improvise,” she said with a wink, walking towards the stage, me following her.

She walked up behind a turntable, and her appearance caused many of the ponies in the club that we now entered to cheer. She stood on her hind legs and put her front hooves on the turntable. Right behind her at the end of the hallway that we came from, there were two bars for me to hold onto.

I guess this so I can thrust easier.

I pulled down my pants and grabbed onto the poles. I crouched a little so my penis could be on line with Vinyl’s vagina.

“Ready?” I asked.

“Ready,” she confirmed, spreading the lips to her vagina, inviting me in.

I started slowly, carefully inserting my penis into her pussy. As my dick rubbed into her, the song started, increasing its volume on a single chord. Once I felt the note has sustained enough, I thrust hard into her almost hitting her cervix. I kept on beat with the same intensity for a couple of hits. When the intro sounded like it was finished, I began to thrust in a rhythm, forming the main riff of the song.

The crowd was going wild, with Vinyl looking back at me and smiling as if she was telling me that I was doing a good job, which only boosted me to press on. I then decided to get freaky. As I was thrusting, I aimed the head of my dick at Vinyl’s right vaginal wall and thrust into it several times, which must have signaled her to scratch the right-side record. I did the same thing to her left wall, causing her to scratch the left record. I then told her to keep going, since I had an idea.

I pulled out of her, which shocked her, and let go of the bars, kneeling underneath Vinyl’s pussy. I reached my two fingers in and rubbed the right side of her wall much faster than I would have been able to do with my penis. She fully understood and did a furious scratch at the right record.

Like I did with my cock, I rubbed her left side with my fingers, having her scratch the left record. Then I stick both hands into her vagina, my right hand reaching farther in than the left. I then rubbed up her left wall with my left hand and then rubbed down her right wall with my right hand, having Vinyl spin the left record counter clockwise while spinning the right record clockwise, creating a strange, but righteous sounding cacophony that ended with a slight silence, making the crowd go nuts.

I resumed penetrating her with my penis, bringing the song back to its original melody. I then let go of the right handle and thrust my thumb into her ass. There was a heavy bass that reverberated throughout the club. I continued thumbing her anus at the right times so the bass wouldn’t get redundant. Vinyl seemed to be heavily enjoying the beats we were making together.

We continued this for four minutes when I felt like the song should end soon.

“Ready for the grand finale?” I asked.

“Sure,” she responded.

I thrust my thumb in her anus at the same tempo as I was thrusting her pussy with my dick. I then called the big guns. I began quickly lightly tapping on her clitoris with my index finger, causing an electronic snare drum beat to occur every time my finger would make contact. I could tell that she was close to climaxing, and so was I. It seemed that the music we made was causing pleasurable sensations to occur in my lower body. With one final boom, we came together. Vinyl’s juices exploded out onto me while my sperm rocketed into her. I fell onto the ground with her falling on me. We both laughed at the good time we had.

“That was one of the best songs I’ve ever created,” said Vinyl.

“That WE created,” I corrected.

“Quiet you,” she said playfully. “You might have given me the inspiration, but I was the one who made the beat.”

“Fair enough. Hey, what happened to the crowd?”

Vinyl took me to the dancefloor where it seemed that everyone looked wiped and lying on the floor. The floor was covered in various mares’ vaginal secretions and stallions’ semen.

“It looks like we did a good job,” I said.

“Looks like.” She then shook my hand with her hoof. “Let’s do that again,” she said.

“Yeah. That was really fun.”

“Well, good luck.”

Vinyl jumped, shoving her vagina in my face, sucking me in and going back into my house, where Luna was waiting.
“Another shower?” she asked with a smile.

My answer was nothing more than my walk upstairs to the bathroom, and Luna prodded me towards it with her horn to my ass.

“Are we going to do this every time I take a shower?” I asked.

“Shut up and get in.”

Luna walked me inside and closed the door behind her.