Rainbow rose from the bench and followed her fellow Wonderbolts into the showers. She listened to the little pap pap pap sounds of bare feet on tile, and her eyes were glued to the girls in front of her. She couldn't help but watch those gloriously toned, athletic butts in sweet motion.

Spitfire's was eye-catching, of course, with her muscular cheeks sitting high on her long legs, but Rainbow's eyes also drifted toward Misty Fly's pert little bottom and its lovely thigh gap that let her catch little glimpses of a glistening pussy. What her eyes kept being drawn back to, though, was Fleetfoot's lovely ass.

Hers was a class above the rest, even in this crowd. Thick and juicy and so exquisitely shaped, those cheeks were flawless, not a single wrinkle or mole on her perfect skin. Even with all that delicious roundness, Fleetfoot's hips were wide enough to leave a tempting gap between her thighs. From the roundness of her hips, her back curved up in graceful lines through her little waist and up to her delicate shoulders. When she reached up to playfully swat at Soarin, Rainbow caught a glimpse of her tit bouncing wide enough for her to see the side of it. Goddess above, that girl was well-endowed!

Well, Rainbow knew who she wanted for a shower buddy!

At the end of the short hall, curving around the lockers, the showers waited. It was just one big room, all covered in white tile. Half the room was lined with wooden benches and towel hooks already hung with nice, clean-looking white towels. The other half was simply an empty room with half a dozen shower heads poking out of the wall and all the floors sloping toward one common drain in the middle.

None of the other Wonderbolts even broke their pace, each going for a shower. There weren't enough for everyone, but it looked like a few of them were more than happy to share with each other.

Since Rainbow was at the rear, all the spots were taken by the time she arrived.

Thankfully, though, Fleetfoot was all alone under hers. Rainbow watched the girl's huge tits jiggle as she turned on the water and adjusted it to be nice and hot.

“Mind if I join in?”

Fleetfoot turned to look at Rainbow, running a hand through her white hair. Her body was incredible, those big, round tits just hanging in space in front of her, begging to be touched. But her face was dismissive. “Alright, whatever.”

Well, dismissive or not, that was an invitation, and Rainbow wasn't about to turn it down. She sidled up next to Fleetfoot, close enough to share the hot water, not quite close enough for their naked bodies to touch.

Rainbow couldn't help but stare. Goddess, the way that water streamed down Fleetfoot's smooth skin, dripping and flowing over every sensuous curve of her body... Wow.

“What do you think you're doing?”

Rainbow froze and looked down. Her hands had somehow risen up without her knowing, and they were only the slightest smidge away from grabbing Fleetfoot's breasts. “I...” She had to think fast to get out of this one. “I just thought we could help each other scrub those hard to reach spots?”

One of Fleetfoot's eyebrows rose. She wasn't buying it. “I'm not into girls,” she said, mimicking Rainbow's tone from earlier in the locker room. “You know that.”

Rainbow's hands dropped. “Yeah.” She hung her head low.

But then a hand lifted her chin back up. “You are too cute to disappoint though... Tell you what. I'm not down for any girl-on-girl stuff, but I'm not above having a threesome, if you know what I mean.”

Woah. Rainbow recoiled a little. Was she down for something like that? Getting a man involved? She glanced down at Fleetfoot's magnificent tits, and she looked further down, tracing the droplets of water as they traced the smooth curves of her belly, all the way down to her supple pussy lips bulging slightly from where her legs met.

Yeah, for that, Rainbow could put up with having a man around. She nodded.

Fleetfoot grinned back at her. “Soarin!” she called out. “Oh Soar-in... I think you'll want to get over here!”

He didn't take long to come over. Rainbow couldn’t help but look at his well-defined muscles, his abs, and how they trailed down toward... Well, she definitely noticed his cock swinging and hanging free as he walked over. He grinned. “Something I can help you with, ladies?”

Fleetfoot stepped over to him and unabashedly grabbed his cock with one hand, while pulling his head in to meet her in a kiss with her other. He moaned into her mouth and his hands reached around her, holding her close, grabbing her ass. Rainbow felt a tiny pang of envy, seeing his hands at work on her body. She licked her lips just slightly when Soarin's hand wandered a bit further down and rubbed against Fleetfoot's pussy.

When those two separated, both of them were panting a little. Soarin's cock was throbbing hard, still with Fleetfoot's hand wrapped around it.

“There is something you can help us with,” Fleetfoot said. She smiled and ran her other hand up and down his body. “We need you to fuck us.”

He looked up at Rainbow. “Both of you?”

Fleetfoot glanced at Rainbow, and she must have figured that Rainbow was ready, because she turned back to Soarin and nodded. Without looking back, she raised her hand and beckoned Rainbow over with her finger.

It had been a long time since Rainbow had butterflies in her stomach about something to do with sex. She considered herself an expert... and yet, she'd never been with a man before. She walked over, slowly, leaving the shower's warm spray mostly behind her, though some of it still hit her feet.

Soon – all too soon – she was standing right next to the two of them.

Fleetfoot grabbed Rainbow's hand and pulled it close to Soarin's cock, but not all the way to where she was touching him. There was a little gap left. “Go on,” Fleetfoot said, “give him a little rub.”

It was a test, Rainbow realized. Testing to see if Rainbow was really going to go for a real threesome, or if she was just going to go after Fleetfoot while Soarin also fucked her.

Well, it was fair after all. If Rainbow was asking Fleetfoot to go outside her usual comfort zone, then why shouldn't Rainbow have to as well? Still, she'd never done anything like that, never touched one.

“Well?” Fleetfoot said. Time was running out.

Not allowing herself to hesitate any longer, Rainbow reached a little farther and grabbed it.

It was surprisingly warm. The skin was soft, but the thick – shockingly thick – bulk of it was stiff and firm. She let her hand slide down and back up his length, pushing Fleetfoot's hand out of the way.

It was interesting, sort of. Not really turning her on or anything, but it was something totally different, something new. So this is what all those straight girls kept going on about? The thing did feel unlike anything else she'd ever touched ... and she'd experimented enough with dildos to know it would probably feel really good inside her. But was she really ready for that. No, she promised herself, Fleetfoot could take the cock, and she'd take Fleetfoot.

A hand touching her pussy surprised Rainbow. She looked down and saw Fleetfoot's slender blue arm reaching down there. For a woman who wasn't into girls, she knew just how to please one, rubbing Rainbow's clit in little circular motions.

Another hand touched Rainbow: Soarin's, reaching for and grabbing her little flat breast. His other hand was grabbing one of Fleetfoot's big, pillowy tits. He had a huge, overly-satisfied grin on his face, and she realized her hand was still on his cock.

Should she let it go? Before she could decide, Fleetfoot's hand was back on it, too, her slippery fingers intertwined with Rainbow's and using Rainbow's own juices to help her rub it up and down. Fleetfoot's other hand wrapped around behind Rainbow's neck and pulled her in close.

Rainbow moaned as Fleetfoot kissed her, wrapping her free hand around the girl's back and pulling her even closer until their bodies touched. Until Fleetfoot's big, fluffy breast touched and squished all over Rainbow's flat chest. Rainbow's hand wandered downward, luxuriating in Fleetfoot's soft, smooth back until it finally reached low enough to give her ass cheek a good squeeze. Somehow, it was right there at the perfect point between firm and soft ... probably the finest butt Rainbow had ever touched – even better than that one time she'd grabbed Rarity's!

But then Fleetfoot started sinking lower, pulling Rainbow down with her, still kissing Rainbow, still helping Rainbow jack Soarin off.

Before long, they were both squatting in front of him, their lips still locked together, their hands still intertwined around Soarin's cock, their free arms still wrapped around each other's backs. But as they'd gone down, one of Fleetfoot's legs had slipped between Rainbow's thighs, and vice versa. Rainbow gasped a little when the soft, warm skin of Fleetfoot's thigh touched her pussy, and she adjusted her own leg a little to respond in kind. She could feel it against her leg, she could feel Fleetfoot's glorious little slit, and she could feel how wet it already was.

The two of them started rocking back and forth a little, only tiny motions – their sensitive skin wasn't slick enough for sliding yet, so they moved just enough to stretch and push it a little, not enough to hurt but enough to feel amazing.

Fleetfoot's lips, still interlocked with Rainbow's, began moving a little to the side. Rainbow was too busy sliding her tongue against the tantalizingly detailed surface of Fleetfoot's to notice what was happening... Until she felt Soarin's cock push forward in her hand, and then she felt something bump against the side of her mouth, right at the corner of her lips, where hers met Fleetfoot's.

Before Rainbow could decide how to react, Fleetfoot opened her mouth wider and let the round tip of Soarin's cock slip between their lips.

What? Rainbow hadn't been prepared for that at all! It was all big and warm, and it had a funny taste to it, even though she knew he'd just been in the shower. Her eyes went wide, but Fleetfoot held the back of her head, grabbing Rainbow's hair and forcing her to continue the kiss... Or was it a blowjob now?

But Rainbow was getting wet down below now, and not from the shower. She assured herself that it was just because of Fleetfoot's rubbing against her, the feeling of Fleetfoot's voluptuous tits up against her meager chest. The sudden increase in her arousal certainly had nothing to do with the softly throbbing cock between their mouths. Nothing at all.

Fleetfoot's hand dropped from Soarin's cock down to cradle his balls, and with that much room on it freed up, she started sliding their mouths up and down his length.

That earned a deep groan from Soarin, and his cock twitched hard.

Rainbow could feel every bit of it, and she still wasn't sure about having that thing in her mouth ... but then again, Fleetfoot's thigh against hers felt amazing, and Rainbow could still feel the soft touch of Fleetfoot's lips around the edges of Soarin's shaft. It was ... nice, despite all the maleness involved.

Soarin was grunting with their every motion, and it didn't take long for him to get worked up enough to want more. He pulled away a little, and nudged both of them upward.

As they rose, Rainbow finally let go of his cock. Why had she been holding it this whole time? Instead, she reached out and touched Fleetfoot's gloriously soft mound. She felt a deep, silky wetness there, and in just a moment, she was busily rubbing it into every curve and crevice of Fleetfoot's pussy lips, until she was slippery all over.

Fleetfoot, despite her avowed aversion to girls, moaned and gasped at the tender caresses of Rainbow's fingers, making Rainbow grin.

But then Soarin grabbed Fleetfoot by the hips and turned her to face away from him. “You ready, babe?” he asked.

She backed up onto him, pulling Rainbow along with her so she'd be sandwiched between Rainbow and Soarin.

Rainbow kept her hand busy on Fleetfoot's pussy, and she also reached another hand up to caress Fleetfoot's big, soft breasts.

Something touched Rainbow's hand from the other side. Stiff and warm, and now all-too-familiar. As Fleetfoot arched herself back to meet him, Soarin's cock pushed Rainbow's fingers aside and plunged deep into Fleetfoot's pussy. Rainbow couldn't help but feel the veins of it as it slipped between her fingers. She felt Fleetfoot's puffy lips bulge and spread as they were stretched open.

But most of all, Rainbow couldn't help but look at Fleetfoot's face as it happened. Her mouth hung slightly open, her lips pouting outward, and her pleasure-flooded eyes seemed to open wider and wider as more of Soarin slipped into her. She gasped, closed her eyes for a moment, and when he'd finally gotten his entire length inside, she let out a deep, deep moan.

Fleetfoot opened her eyes and stared right into Rainbow's, even as Rainbow could feel the little twitches of Fleetfoot's pussy clenching around Soarin's cock. “You must have no idea how this feels,” she said softly. “Do you like to see him fuck me? You like the idea of him pushing a little bit of your wetness all the way into me?”

Before Rainbow could respond, Fleetfoot pulled her in close and kissed her deeply. Somehow her mouth seemed warmer, wetter than it had before. Somehow softer, more eager to slurp and slide all over Rainbow's lips ... and beyond.

Rainbow felt the rhythmic bounce through Fleetfoot's body and mouth every time Soarin thrusted into her. She could feel Fleetfoot trembling every time he pulled back.

The two of them gradually moved faster and faster as Rainbow contented herself with making out with Fleetfoot and fondling that gorgeous girl's body ... her stunning natural tits and her sumptuous pussy, so alluring even when it was being pounded full of cock.

Fleetfoot was far too gone to give Rainbow any special attention, obviously, although Soarin did take an occasional break from grabbing Fleetfoot's hips and breasts to reach out and give Rainbow's little nubs a grab, or maybe a nipple tweak. Nothing wrong with that – it was just extra stimulation to go with her enjoying Fleetfoot's amazing body.

Pulling away from their kiss, Fleetfoot laid her head against Rainbow's shoulder, gasping for breath as her hair rubbed up and down against Rainbow's cheek. Her hands clutched Rainbow's back hard against her and her moans got louder and louder.

With Fleetfoot's face no longer filling her view, Rainbow suddenly noticed they had an audience. Most of their fellow Wonderbolts were watching, some pretended to shower as they looked, some just stood and stared, Spitfire and Silver Lining were busily stroking each other off as they watched.

Didn't matter. After all, hadn't Rainbow just had sex with most of them a few minutes ago? It wasn't anything they hadn't seen before.

Fleetfoot's moans grew louder, right next to Rainbow's ear. She somehow found a moment between them, though, to give Rainbow a raspy, fevered whisper: “Please! Please lick my clit. Unh! I'm so close.”

She didn't have to ask Rainbow twice for that! Rainbow dropped to her knees and immediately pressed her face into Fleetfoot's crotch, squeezing between her soft thighs and finding her splayed-open pussy. Fleetfoot's clit wasn't hard to find, not with how her lips were spread open and how it was jutting out so needily.

Rainbow took it into her mouth without hesitation, letting it slide in and out between her lips, tickling it with the tip of her tongue, giving it long, loving licks.

Fleetfoot's pussy clenched hard – Rainbow could feel it in her mouth – and a warm shower gushed out around Soarin's cock. Rainbow did her best to lap it up, even if it meant licking his cock and balls a little. It was only Fleetfoot's orgasmic juices she wanted, after all, and a little contact with Soarin wasn't a big deal; she'd had it totally in her mouth a few moments ago.

By the time Fleetfoot had regained control of herself – no thanks to Rainbow's continuing efforts on her clit – Soarin was gasping and groaning even louder than she had. “Oh babe, oh babe! I'm—”

“Oh fuck!” Fleetfoot shouted. “Pull it out! Pull it out!”

He did, just in time.

Unfortunately for Rainbow, her own mouth was still there, still open, and Soarin's jerk backward had nudged Fleetfoot's pussy away from Rainbow's lips.

The first thick jet of cum shot straight into Rainbow's mouth, splashing against the back of her throat. Two more came before she had the presence of mind to close her stupid mouth.

More of it came, coating her lips and face, dripping down onto her chest. She yanked herself back, but by then, he was mostly done, leaving only a few dribbles that dripped down onto Fleetfoot's thighs.

It was all over her! It was in her mouth! Rainbow grimaced, feeling the warmth of it, her mouth full of its musky taste.

“Oh no! You poor little lesbian!” Fleetfoot had her hands over her mouth, her eyes wide. But then she relaxed and smiled. “Here, let me help you with that.” She pulled Rainbow up to her and kissed Rainbow right on her sticky, messy lips. When Fleetfoot lowered herself a little and tilted her head up without breaking the kiss, Rainbow finally understood.

Their mouths opened, and it flowed out. Fleetfoot guzzled it down without any hesitation, eagerly licking and slurping it from Rainbow's lips.

When Rainbow had no more to give – though she still couldn't get the taste out of her mouth – Fleetfoot broke the messy kiss and instead started licking Rainbow's face, cleaning Soarin's cum off of her.

Rainbow had never really had her face licked like this, and certainly not by a gorgeous woman! It was an... interesting sensation, and she was starting to like it.

But Fleetfoot must have figured Rainbow's face was clean enough. She moved downward, kissing Rainbow's neck on her way to Rainbow's chest. There, she licked even more sensually, carefully dragging her tongue across Rainbow's skin, with a playful flick at the end of every long slide. Rainbow gasped when Fleetfoot moved over to suck one cum-splattered nipple.

When Fleetfoot went for the other nipple, though, she didn't stop at that. She snuck her hand down below and slipped a couple fingers effortlessly inside Rainbow's pussy.

Only then did Rainbow realize just how soaking wet she'd gotten. Fleetfoot's fingers moved so easily along Rainbow's slick inner skin.

With her mouth still latched on to the nipple of Rainbow's tiny breast, Fleetfoot gave that hand her all, rubbing relentlessly in just the right places. For a woman who supposedly wasn't into girls, she sure had some skill with girls! Rainbow moaned loudly and reached down for Fleetfoot's amazing tits. She rolled them in her hands, squeezing and rubbing, feeling every bit of their magnificent softness, even as Fleetfoot did her best.

It didn't take long, not long at all, before Rainbow shuddered and almost fell as her legs threatened to stop working. Her whole core throbbed and the blissful surge of orgasm shot up though her body. She grabbed Fleetfoot and held her tight, as much for support as out of affection, and she screamed her joy to everyone in the shower.

When she finally stopped trembling and could stand on her own, Rainbow released her hold on Fleetfoot and staggered back into the shower's spray.

“Right.” Fleetfoot smiled. “Let's get cleaned up. And I think... Yeah, this time, I'd love for you to help me with those hard-to-reach places.”

Soarin laughed. “Not into girls, huh?”

She splashed some water on him. “You keep that up, and I won't let you help!”

Rainbow looked at him, at his dumb grin, the way his muscles all tapered down toward ... that meaty cock hanging freely between his legs. She felt something weird inside herself. Had this little bit of fun been somehow better than any other she'd had before? No, of course not, and if it was, that was simply because it was with the Wonderbolts, and one of the hottest of them on top of it. Not because she had some undiscovered desire for cock. Of course not.

But when Soarin came over and joined them in the shower, she didn't object to it. And she didn't object to it when he wanted to help spread soap over her ass. And she even helped Fleetfoot soap him up in return.

She was just going along with it, of course. There was no way she'd be interested in really trying things out with a man. No interest whatsoever in finding out what it felt like to have that big, warm, so-soft-and-so-hard-at-the-same-time cock pushing in and out of her pussy, filling her up with his hot seed and—

Yeah. No interest at all in that. And that was final.

After far too much helping each other, they made their way over to the other side of the shower room and joined their teammates in toweling off. Rainbow took the opportunity to take another gratuitous look at them. Blaze's tight little ass shaking as she toweled her back, Misty's big round tits moving unnaturally on her chest as she rubbed them dry, the way Spitfire's perfectly shaped breasts hung on her when she reached up to wrap a towel around her head, and of course Fleetfoot's incredible rack. This time, though, her eyes didn't spare Soarin's cock recovering to near-erection already, or the fine way Silver Lining's muscular butt jiggled when Misty slapped it with her towel.

When they were dry and heading back to the locker room, though, the purpose of the exercise really hit her. She no longer felt like the 'new girl', the outsider. She felt like she was one of them, as if she'd hung out with them for years. She felt like she could trust any of them with anything.

She was a Wonderbolt now, one of the team. Comfortably walking along totally naked like most of them – save for her rainbow hair wrapped up in a towel – Rainbow smiled wide.

As soon as they got to the lockers, everyone was pulling on their clothes again, and Rainbow couldn't help but take an interest in the way Spitfire's boobs jiggled as she wrangled them into a lacy red bra. Blaze drew attention with her shockingly tiny thong panties – they only covered a tiny triangle of her pussy, and they were cut so low that Blaze's clit threatened to pop up over the top hem at any moment.

Rainbow had never seen anything like when Soarin's cock slipped over the waistband of his boxers and flopped inside as he pulled them up. Then Misty – still topless and showing off her augmented tits shamelessly – bent over to tie her shoes ... which wouldn’t have been a big deal except that she was wearing a very high-cut miniskirt and nothing underneath it to cover her pussy lips, which were still glossy with her liquid excitement, despite the recent shower.

She watched Silver Lining's muscles flex as he pulled his shirt down over his head, purely in academic interest of course. And then there was Fleetfoot. Rainbow gaped at the difference a bra and a low-cut blouse made on that woman. It took her to a whole new level of stunning, and it made her tits look impossibly tantalizing.

Rainbow herself – distracted as she was – found herself one of the last ones to finish dressing, choosing her usual skirt with tight athletic shorts underneath, along with a white tank top that complimented her color. She didn't bother with a bra, not with most of the team already waiting on her. Who cared if her nipples poked out a little? Maybe she'd need that if she wanted her chest to get any attention in company like this.

Spitfire nudged her side as they made for the locker room door. “So, I've heard that some of the guys are throwing Fire Streak a big party tonight to commemorate him making it into the hall of fame.”

Fleetfoot wrapped an arm around Rainbow's waist from the other side. “Lightning Streak and Misty planned it and put everything together.” She smiled and whispered close to Rainbow's ear, “And they always invite lots of horny fans, if you're interested.”

“I am so there!” Rainbow couldn't help but let out a big whoop of excitement. “Can I invite my friends?”

“Are they horny fans?” Fleetfoot asked.

“They're horny.”

Spitfire laughed and punched Rainbow's shoulder. “I like your style, kid.”

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