Moon Sentry? More like Brad Dancer!
It was that time again. Time to watch Crystal Prep Academy completely blow out Canterlot High at everything again. Brad almost cared, but then he didn't. It was just his own way of getting noticed in a crowd full of girls whose name he didn't know to impress them with things he didn't know anything about. Chemistry? Come on. He's Flash friggin Sentry. Sure, there were things that Brad liked more than just meeting and greeting women with guaranteed double D's, but at the same time, when an entire school full of girls in preppy outfits just happens to roll onto his campus, who wouldn't flirt with at least one girl?
Brad sat on the bleachers with his friends, enjoying the Friendship Games while watching the girls compete in the race. "Seriously, what school lets teenagers shoot arrows and immediately get on a motorcycle?" his moustached friend asked.
"Perfect time to meet new people, though, ifyaknowwhatimean," Brad said with a wink. "I'm gonna go check out the visitor's side and see if there are any babes. Be back in a Flash." His friends laughed at his pun and the irony that he probably wasn't coming back. Brad never strikes out.
The blue-haired boy then made his way over to the Crystal Prep side, and within seconds, he found an 8/10 with her head in a book and no overprotective friends in sight. Ehhh might as well, Brad thought. All the really hot ones are in the actual race anyway. Taking a seat next to her, he asked in a calm, suave voice, "What chya reading there?"
"Nothing with you talking in my ear like that," the girl snarked, never peeling her eyes away from the text.
"Perfect. My name's Brad." The boy reached out his hand for a shake, but the girl just growled in response, looking up from her book with too much aggravation to stay focused.
"I don't think you understand what I was getting at."
"And you are?"
"...Moondancer. Now please, let me get back to my book."
Sweet! There's the first opening! "Must be a pretty good one, then. What's it about?"
"Chemistry, now will you please--"
"Whoa, hold on." Brad extended his hand like he was trying to keep enough distance as not to catch the nerd flu. "You're reading a chemistry book?"
"Biochemistry to be exact."
"What, do you have a test coming up or--"
"No, I just like chemistry," Moondancer replied, her voice becoming annoyed again.
"That's pretty interesting."
"Exactly, so could you...?" Moondancer took her head out of her book and blinked. "What?"
"I said that's pretty interesting. Not many girls I know would admit to being a science geek."
Moondancer's new expression then suddenly faded, leaving nothing but a glum frown as she looked on at the games. "Well, I know at least one person who would..." Brad followed her eyes until he noticed that she was staring at the field where a nerdy purple-haired girl was struggling shooting arrows.
Twilight, huh?
"Isn't that good, though? I mean, you two must be best friends." Moondancer sat in silence, looking like she was about to cry, but taking a deep breath, she regained her composure and pulled her book back up to her face, again returning to her silent reading. "Oh, I see."
"We used to be really good friends, but ever since she moved to the Dean's list, I've been left with no friends and trying to catch up to her level!"
Just as Moondancer was becoming distressed again, however, her demeanor suddenly shifted as Brad placed a hand on her leg, calming her down. "But I'm your friend," he said with a sincere smile that made Moondancer smile in return.
Come on, you know you wanna make out now.
The shy girl then saw Brad's face slowly making its way towards hers, and in an awkward manner, she quickly pulled up her book and pretended to continue reading, hoping the pages would shield how much she was blushing. "I really should be getting back to this book."
"Then I'll talk to you this afternoon."
As soon as Moondancer pulled her face out of her book, however, Brad was already gone, with a note placed on her lap that said, "Meet you at Sugar Cube Corner at 5." She continued to survey the bleachers, but finding nobody, she shook her head and finally went back to reading, although for some reason, the text was suddenly much harder for her to focus on.
***
Brad showed up to Sugar Cube Corner about 15 minutes early, thinking he could take off early if he met a 10/10 who showed more promise than an awkward probably virgin girl, but sadly, it was the same group of girls that always show up. Lyra and Bonbon sat at one booth, probably talking about Lyra's horse fetish. The blue-haired girl who always wore her visors walked in, headphones blasting Skrillex as per usual. Then there were two fashionista girls talking about the crazy stuff that happened at school earlier that day, what with more she demons and magic and--
"Hello, Brad."
"OH, SHI--" Brad flinched at the sudden sound behind him, turning to see Moondancer placing her bookbag down and taking a seat next to him at the table. "Moondancer! I uhh... I didn't expect you to be here so soon."
"Punctuality is one of my strong points," she replied, not even making eye contact as she reached into her bag, pulling out yet another book and became immersed immediately. "Why set a time if you don't plan on the other party being there at the time you set?"
"Y-yeah. I was thinking the same thing." An awkward pause followed as Moondancer read like she was alone in her room. "So how about early today? Pretty crazy, right?"
"At the time, but it makes sense that Twilight was the one controlling magic from a parallel universe, seeing as how her double is the only one who has breached the fifth dimension. Well, other than that Sunset Shimmer girl, but you saw what happened there too. When Twilight released the magic, it was the fabric of spacetime collapsing on itself, which you saw when she began opening new portals to Equestria."
Hopefully inviting her here wasn't a mistake. "Soooo did you want me to get you anything?"
"Vanilla milkshake," Moondancer said, pulling out a $5 bill, never taking her eyes out of her book. "Keep the change. In fact, use it for your own drink if you'd like."
"Oh, no. This one's on me." As Brad got up and walked away, he could see Moondancer's eyes subtly break from her text, which was in and of itself a moral victory. When he returned, he carried two vanilla shakes with a bonus cherry on top. "I hope cherries don't take away your concentration."
Moondancer blushed at the small gesture. As simple as it was, nobody had ever tried doing a little extra just to make her smile before. "They don't." Hoping her rosy cheeks weren't too noticeable, she quickly grabbed her milkshake and began sucking on the straw, trying to keep her eyes focused on her book while sipping as fast as she could.
"Hey, if this is a race, this is no fair. You've got a bigger brain to freeze."
Moondancer then suddenly spat out her straw and began coughing like she was choking, and just as soon as he thought things were going well, Brad began to panic.
"Whoa! Are you OK? Hold on! Let me call an ambulance."
She then began coughing harder, which just made Brad all the more worried. Finally, though, as the coughing subsided Moondancer put her hand on her chest and fell over onto the table... laughing hysterically.
"What?" Brad said quizzically. "You're OK?"
"I--I'm sorry. It's just--" Her words were interrupted by her own laughter. "I thought what you said was funny, but then I started choking instead of laughing, and seeing you so panicked made me laugh even more!" Her laughter continued to grow until it overwhelmed her, keeping her from being able to speak.
Wow, Brad thought, This girl has probably never laughed a day in her life.
"I guess maybe I shouldn't tell you my stand up comedy without having 911 on speed dial."
"Oh, please! Tell me more!" Moondancer let out a few last minute giggles, doing her best to compose herself.
"What do you a call a mix between Adonis and light itself? Brad."
Moondancer couldn't hold in her laughter anymore. Her head fell sideways onto the table as she lost her ability to breathe.
Dang, you could tell this girl anything and she'd laugh
About two hours passed and the sun went down behind them, but the two students were still having way too much fun talking to each other to notice. Brad didn't know two things about Moondancer, yet she was keeping him glued to their conversation like she knew everything about him. It was like he didn't have any goals to sleep with her anymore as long as he got to spend time just being with her and getting to know her, but just as he was really starting to get Moondancer out of her shell, his phone started to ring.
Looking down at his phone he saw that it was Naomi, one of the fashionista girls who always called him with "opportunities" whenever she was drunk. Brad looked at Moondancer, whose face told him that she wasn't ready for the day to be over yet, then back at his phone.
"Sorry. I need to take this." With a nod from the messy-haired girl, Brad got up and walked to where she wouldn't be able to hear him, still weighing out his options in his mind. "Hello?"
"Hey, is there such thing as a 5-way?" the girl on the other line asked.
Please don't be implying what I think you're implying.
"Ummm I'm sure there is."
"Cause I kinda wanna try it. I've got some girls waiting. How long do you think before you could get over here?"
She's implying exactly what you thought she was implying.
"Actually, Naomi, I'm pretty busy tonight." The words stung coming out of his mouth, and he immediately wished he could take it back.
"Brad, it's a 5 way. What do you have that's so important?"
Was he seriously going to turn down this opportunity?
...
"I gotta go. I'll talk to you later." With a click, he started mentally screaming at himself, knowing full well that he would have given his left nut to have an opportunity like that, and his left nut was his favorite one! He returned to Moondancer with a huge smile, hoping she wouldn't see right through him and his inner turmoil. "So how did you end up getting here?"
"By bus," Moondancer replied solemnly, knowing that it probably meant he was going to take off for some 5-way.
"Then would it be OK if I gave you a ride home?"
And just like that, she had a smile on her face again. "Only if you make me laugh the whole way home." Brad joined her in her smile, grabbed her by the hand and led her out the door to his signature Camaro.
***
After a long drive to the city (and plenty more stand up by Brad) the two had finally made it to Moondancer's dorm doorstep.
"I uh... I had a lot of fun tonight," the awkward girl said looking down at her shoes and tucking her hair behind her ear. "Thank you."
"Yeah, we should definitely do this again sometime."
Then came the long pause. Brad and Moondancer looked at each other with expressions that illustrated how neither of them really wanted to go. This was Moondancer's first time ever being in this situation though, and being the timid girl she was, said the only thing she could think of.
"Well, I should probably get back to reading. I didn't expect to be talking for so long. Usually I--"
Her words were then silenced by the boy's lips against hers, catching her off guard so much that she didn't even know to kiss back. The lack of reciprocation, though, made Brad a little bit worried that she was about to cry rape and broke the kiss awkwardly.
"Oh, uh, was that OK?"
After a long, sensual pause for Moondancer to wrap her head around things, she looked at Brad with eyes that said, "fuck me," placed a hand behind his head, and nodding, pulled him in for another kiss. Brad placed his hands around her waist as she stood on her toes to reach his mouth more easily. In an attempt to get them out of the hallway without breaking the magic, the messy-haired girl then tried to continue with the kiss while she fumbled with her keys to open the door behind her, but as luck would have it, the keys dropped from her hand and the kiss was broken.
"Trying to get away already?" Brad asked, adding a flirty smile.
"Please come inside," Moondancer begged. Turning around like lightning, she unlocked the door as quickly as she could, pulled Brad in and threw him onto her bed, closing the door behind her.
Wow. This escalated quickly.
She then sat down on the bed next to him with her hands on her lap, giving him an excited smile with her lips curled into her mouth. "Soooo...?"
Brad didn't even need to think how to respond to that. Running his fingers through her hair and smiling, he brought the timid girl in for another soft, gentle kiss on the lips. As soon as Moondancer remembered how to breathe again, she placed her hands onto Brad's shoulders, scooting closer to experience Brad's lips move more strongly against hers. Brad, however, was too busy leaning the both of them sideways until they both collapsed on the bed beside each other.
The teenage boy's gentle lips became violent with lust as Moondancer's arms wrapped around him, his fingers moving all through Moondancer's hair and barely grazing against the back of her neck with his fingertips.
Suddenly, she broke the kiss with a panicked look on her face. "Brad, I've never done this before."
"Is that OK?" Brad asked, stumbling for words.
"I'm also extremely horny."
That was all the permission he needed. "Bradical."
His lips then moved to her neck, eliciting audible gasps and very faint high-pitched moans. Her back arched and fell back down continuously, leaving her squirming on the bed as Brad's lips danced between her neck and shoulder. She was completely inexperienced, but extremely horny, grabbing onto her sheets while her neck became engulfed in the lips of a boy she wanted so bad to have sex with.
"Wait! That's it!" Moondancer quickly sat up, glasses crooked on her face. "Brad, I think given the circumstances, we should have sex."
The aroused teenage boy wished he could just jump out of his clothes like a cartoon, but instead tried to see how fast he could pull off his jeans.
"Oh," Moondancer stammered awkwardly. "I should probably take my clothes off, then."
"Naw, I'll do it for you."
Brad then took his hand off his pants, (which were still halfway down his leg), grabbed Moondancer by the buttoned center of her schoolgirl outfit and pulled it apart, ripping off the buttons and exposing her bra containing the real treasure.
"A-are they OK?"
Smiling and running a finger across Moondancer's cheek, he said, "They're perfect. Just like you are."
Smiling wide, Moondancer pulled Brad down and kissed him harder, forcing her tongue into his mouth, wrapping it around Brad's. He didn't realize it at first, but he was already dry humping her, his penis trying to break free as it rubbed against Moondancer's snow white panties. Brad then flipped Moondancer over onto all fours, unzipped her skirt and began pulling it down her smooth, slender legs.
The aroused boy then sat up and stared at her perfectly round butt, afraid that if he reached down to pull out his penis he would blow a load right then and there. Luckily for him, though, he didn't need to, as Moondancer slid her thumbs through her leg holes and pulled her panties down to her knees.
Worth the risk!
Looking back, Moondancer asked, "This is how it works, ri--EEP!" He told her yes by spreading her labia with one hand and guiding his penis in through the narrow opening with the other. It was so soft, yet so tight. "Oh, Brad... Ohhhhh Braddd. Can I take my bra off now?"
As soon as Brad reached down to pull the hooks off of her back, Moondancer quickly reached for her straps and tugged them off of her shoulders, freeing her breasts from their grip. Brad then pulled his penis out and turned her around, her boobs more beautiful than he imagined and her areolas staring him in the eyes.
"Brad?"
"Yeah?"
"Will you..." Moondancer paused in embarrassment, "...suck my nipples?"
Thank you, horse Jesus.
In one motion, he slid his shaft inside her and began sucking on her breasts. His tongue slid in circles around the stiffening stub as her inner walls started pulling him in deeper. The horny teenage girl's hips began to sway reflexively against Brad's, which gave him all the more excuse to squeeze onto her butt and push himself in further.
"Mmmmm Brad. Why does this feel so good?"
"Because you haven't felt this yet."
"What? OH MY GOD!"
As Brad pumped harder into Moondancer's lady hole, his fingers ran slowly and softly around it, pressing circles into her barely exposed clitoris. Her eyes squeezed tight. Every time she wanted to talk, she could only let out lustful, passionate moans, getting higher and higher in pitch.
"Braaaaaaad! Something's haaaaaappening to meeeee!" Brad humped her even harder, grabbing her as tightly as he could and slamming his cock in harder until her screams vibrated against him. "It's in between my legs! What's happening? What's--AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!"
As lube covered around his shaft, Brad shot his own strings in between her lady lips, his penis throbbing inside her as her own orifice throbbed right back. Moondancer's hips reflexedly shot back into Brad's with each pulse that shot into her vagina. The boy she was with, however, held on tight to her waist, sharing in a few aftershocks with a little bit more semen dripping into her orifice with each thrust of her pelvis.
Finally, after several deep, feminine and very audible breaths, Moondancer began to relax, and for some reason, began laughing hysterically again.
"What's so funny?" Brad asked with a chuckle of his own.
"Your dick is still inside me," she said, laughing harder for no real reason other than the fact that she was probably really tired. Brad joined in on the laugh until it simmered down to no more than a few last minute giggles, and as soon as they were sure it was over, Brad lowered his head just enough for Moondancer to wrap her arms around him and give him a long, happy kiss. Once their kiss was over, however, all they could do was stare into each other's eyes and smile like lunatics.
"I'm still inside you, aren't I?"
"Yeah, but I like you there."
"OK, you're way beyond tired now, so I'd better let you get to bed." They both laughed as Brad finally slipped his penis out of Moondancer. While Brad began putting his jeans on, Moondancer got under her bed, still naked and smiling wider than ever.
"Brad?"
"Yeah?"
"I know you have to go, but..." Brad silenced her with a kiss on the forehead, a kiss that let her know that everything would be OK.
"I'll be thinking of you the whole way back."
Unable to think of anything to say, she pulled Brad in one more time and kissed him on the lips. "Good night." Smiling, the blue-haired boy then waved goodbye, flung his jacket over his shoulder and let himself out.
And just like that, he was a free man again! He didn't even need an excuse to get away! With a smile on his face, though, he felt that maybe this time, getting away wasn't all that it was cracked up to be.
"Heh," he laughed to himself. "Moondancer... Maybe I'll hold onto you after all."
At least until he remembered one crucial thing. Reaching into his pocket like a viper, he fumbled with his phone, hoping he wasn't too late.
"Five way! Five way! Five way!"
