A brand new swimming pool opened up in Canterlot and this one was guaranteed to be the funnest place in Equestria. It featured a spray park, swings and slides, and a snack bar- right in the water! The main attraction was undoubtedly the three story, twisty, twirly, whirly, bumpy, insanely fast waterslide, which spilled its riders into a big splash pool.
The Cutie Marked Crusaders saw a flyer advertising the new attraction and excitedly made plans to go on the first day they didn’t have school.
“It sounds like fun and all,“ Sweetie Belle squeaked, “but where are we going to get the bits for this?”
The girls’ faces dropped and they sat and pondered. Bits. They hadn’t thought about bits.
Suddenly, Scootaloo piped up, “I know! We could do odd jobs all over town and earn the money!”
The girls reveled in the idea and excitedly began to talk about jobs, bits, and waterslides.
Unfortunately, the town’s ponies weren't as enthusiastic about paying them as they had planned. After soliciting jobs all day, without one single customer, they sat on a bench and put their heads together and gave it some deep thought.
From down the street, pushing an adorned, frilly, brand new pram came Shining Armor and Cadence, with their brand new, oh so adorable, tiny, sweet, alicorn foal whom had been named Flurry Heart. The crusaders gathered around the pram to get a look at the new Princess.
“She’s so cute!” Apple Bloom beamed, and Sweetie Belle agreed. “She’s adorable!” The unicorn filly smiled, and when Flurry Heart outstretched her enormous wings they all took a step back.
Scootaloo gasped in sheer awe. “Those wings!” she exclaimed.
“Bet SHE can fly,” Sweetie Belle smirked, and was swiftly punched in the side.
Cadence tucked her wings back in and smiled at the girls.
“How do you like being a momma?” Apple Bloom asked.
“I love being a momma,“ Cadence replied, but wasn’t hesitant to bring up the fact that her and her husband didn’t get much time together alone anymore.
The girls’ idea lights went on at the same time. All together, though not in unison, they offered to babysit the filly so the young couple could go out and spend an evening together. The babysitting rate was the price of admission into the new pool. Shining Armor really liked this idea. He hadn’t gotten to fuck his wife since the filly was born and he needed a good romp. This was definitely worth paying for. “YES!” he said, and noticed the worried look on Cadence’s face. “Don’t worry, honey,“ he assured her, “the girls will take great care of the baby. Come on, enjoy a night out, and help the Crusaders get to the new pool.”
Reluctantly, Cadence agreed and they made plans for the following evening. Shining Armor couldn’t wait to slip his cock into Cadence’s pussy. He just hoped she was still tight after having a foal.
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The next evening Scootaloo set out to get the girls. She had done a little reading about how to take care of a foal and was confident that this would be easy-peazy.
When she arrived at Sweet Apple Acres, AJ answered the door. NOT a good sign. “Is Apple Bloom ready?” Scootaloo asked.
“I’m sorry, Sugercube,“ AJ apologized. “She’s sicker than a three peckered billy goat stuck in a swamp.”
Figures. Scootaloo bid AJ farewell and went to get Sweetie Belle. After reaching the door she got more bad news.
“Scootaloo,” Rarity announced, “Sweetie Belle won’t be coming tonight. She was playing dress up and absolutely DESTROYED a gown that was for a client.”
“But if she makes money she can pay for the gown.”
“It isn’t about the money dear… it’s about her not listening to me. You'll be alright, Scootaloo. If you need any help, I’m certain that Twilight would be more than willing to help you out, dear.,
“No… that's ok. I can do it by myself.”
Once at Shining Armor and Cadence’s house, she was given the rundown. Scootaloo thought, this seems simple enough, feed, burp, change diaper, put to sleep. No problem. And then… pool- here I come!
Shining Armor practically pushed Cadence out the door. Then Scootaloo was left all alone.
She didn’t want to turn on the TV for fear it would wake the baby, so she decided she may as well use this time to her advantage and pleasure herself. Babs showed the girls what to do with a hoof and/ or a phallic object to give yourself the best sensation a filly could ever imagine. Scootaloo especially liked doing it whilst thinking about Rainbow Dash. She sat on the couch and licked her front hooves, slowly, methodically, thoroughly, making sure they were good and wet. She slowly began to work her hoof inside her, moving it around in a circular motion while pushing it in and out. She tossed her head back and moaned, “Mmmmmph.” She rubbed her pussy walls, her vulva, and located her clit. This felt so good. She arched her back and moaned as she massaged her labia and used the tip of her hoof to stimulate her swell and prepare it for the beating she was going to give it. She was getting wet. all she had to do was think about Rainbow Dash and she was dripping. Just the mere mention of her name was enough to make her feel like the Amazon was running through her thighs. She wanted to fuck Dash so bad. So, so bad. Her feelings for the blue Pegasus were much more than a little sister’s. If she was anywhere near Dash she would get as close to her as she could so she could smell her pussy. So far Dash hadn’t figured it out yet, but Scootaloo knew there would come a day. She wished that Dash would tie her up, beat the crap of her and sexually abuse her so bad she would never recover.
Scootaloo’s little clit was starting to wink and she frantically looked around the house for something to fuck. She had butterflies in her tummy she was so turned on. A bottle- she spotted a decorative, ornate bottle with the cork on it and snatched it up. Scootaloo pulled out the cork, lay down on the couch and pushed the cork in her anus. “Mmmmmpphh!” she exclaimed, and felt her wings stretch out. She wiggled around for it to get to the perfect angle and when finally inside, she rubbed her clit a little more and primed herself for the bottle. She pushed it in. It felt amazing. It slid inside her like a dick covered in oil, it was smooth, hard, and all the bumps from the bottle made it fit inside her like a glove. With her hoof she spread apart her pussy lips and began to pound on her clit. She watched the bottle go in and out, she spun it around and moved it from side to side so she could feel all the ridges and valleys it had to offer. It was getting slimy with her sauce. When she pulled it out she could see strands of her marecum stringing from the bottle to her soaked opening.
She pulled it out and licked it clean, imagining it to be Dash. She wished so bad she could lick Dash. She knew if she had the opportunity she would work Dash over to her liking. If she could only get a chance. She knew Dash would taste amazing. If she tasted anything like she smelled, Scootaloo could survive her whole life on dash’s juices.
Scootaloo whispered to herself and put the bottle back in, forcefully. “Come on Dash, tie me up, girl, tie me up and make the ropes so tight they cut into my skin. Tie them so hard they make me bleed. Have your way with me, Dash! Ride me! Pull on my mane! Pull it so hard my head pulls back! Get on my back and ride me, Dash! Ride me until I collapse! She was in a frenzy now, she thrust the bottle in and out so hard she actually pushed herself back. She rotated her hips so she could feel the stimulation from the cork. Her clit was throbbing with primal desire, she was starting to feel the unmistakable feeling of orgasm, and began to rock back and forth, licking and nibbling her lips.
Just as she began to cum, Flurry Heart began to scream. Scootaloo quickly stood up and the cork and bottle fell to the floor, Scootaloo dry humped the air, her clit was still throbbing, her pussy dripping like a faucet.
She didn’t get to finish her orgasm, instead, she picked up the filly and cradled her in her arms, then went to the kitchen to make her a bottle.
Carefully Scootaloo read the instructions Cadence had left. This wasn’t too hard she thought. She pulled the bottle out of the refrigerator that was labeled “milk’, warmed it up and tested it on her foreleg just like Cadence showed her.
When the bottle was ready, Scootaloo laid Flurry Heart back in her crib and watched as she suckled. She liked the way her mouth moved, the way her lips wrapped around the nipple. It didn’t take long for the filly to finish feeding. Once she was done, Scootaloo started to pat her back to burp her.
Scootaloo took the bottle and stared inquisitively at it. She wondered what Cadence’s milk tasted like. Scootaloo licked the nipple of the bottle, then she put the whole thing in her mouth and ran her tongue over it. She imagined it being Dash’s nipple. It was soft and smooth, supple and inviting, just like Dash. She nibbled on the nipple and bit down on it. When she did a tiny drop of milk came out and it was silky and warm, and tasted sweet. She felt the butterflies in her tummy again.
She ran the nipple over her face, licking it, smelling it, stroking it. Then… she had an idea. She moved the bottle down and rubbed it flush with her pussy. The warmth felt so good, she just knew this was the way Dash’s pussy felt. Scootaloo pushed the nipple inside her. It was squishy and felt like the time her father tried to fuck her, but couldn’t get it up.
She massaged herself with the warm nipple, wrapping her pussy walls around it and rolling it around inside her. Her wings stretched out again. Arching her back the nipple found her clit. Fucking the baby bottle she had an idea.
“Oh Scootaloo…” she said aloud, “what are you doing?”
Flurry Heart was busy suckling on a pacifier, Scootaloo felt a tinge of guilt and felt dirty for what she was thinking. Realizing that nobody would ever know, she wondered what harm it would do and decided to just do it. Scootaloo removed the pacifier.
She climbed into the crib and straddled the alicorn filly. Turning the bottle around, with the nipple on the outside, she put it in Flurry Heart’s mouth. The tiny little mouth sucked the nipple and when Scootaloo pushed down on it she could feel her little lips on her pussy, It was just enough to tease her, enough to make her finish. Flurry Heart’s little tongue sometimes darted inside, causing Scootaloo to rub up against her body.
Dash came in. She closed and locked the door and approached the orange pegasus. “Get over here, “Dash ordered, and pulled Scootaloo by her mane over to the couch. Dash tossed her to the couch on her back, then straddled her and sat down on Scootaloo’s chest. She struck SCootaloo’s face once, then two times, then three, and forced her tongue into Scootaloo’s mouth. Dash breathed heavy and hot, her breath smelled so good. She held Scootaloo’s front legs tight with a tight grip, and inched up on her, and sat on her neck. She tightened her legs around Scootaloo’s neck so hard the filly passed out. When Scootaloo came to, Dash put a nipple in her mouth. “Bite me, “She demanded. Scootaloo nibbled on the teat and Dash struck her face again. “I SAID- bite me!” Scootaloo bit down and felt blood trickle down her chin. “You little whore,“ Dash told her, “you deserve to get fucked hard.“ She picked up the bottle off the floor, yanked Scootaloo’s legs open and without mercy shoved the bottle in Scootaloo’s pussy. She brutally pushed and pulled, slamming into her cavity. “Do you like it like THIS?” she asked, and pushed it up. Scootaloo nodded. She was drooling, she was so frenzied.
Dash bent her head down and found Scootaloo’s nipples. She flattened her tongue and rolled over them gentle and soft, before moving on to being more aggressive and nibbling, and without warning, she bit down and Scootaloo cried out in passionate pain. Dash methodically bit every one of Scootaloo’s nipples so hard they bled. “You little slut,” Dash whispered. “All you are is a dirty orphan. Nobody will ever love you, you little whore.“
After her nipples had been ravaged, Dash pulled the bottle out. Quickly it was inserted into Scootaloo’s anus and then the orange filly’s face was smothered in Dash’s pussy. Dash pressed down so hard Scootaloo could barely breathe, and when she bounced up and down Scootaloo’s face was soaked in marecum.
“EAT ME!” Dash demanded, and the moment Scootaloo had been waiting for… happened. She pushed her tongue inside Dash. She smelled musky and fishy. Her tongue found every inch of the slit, her lips found the swell of her clit and vulva, and just like Flurry Heart was sucking on her bottle, Scootaloo was sucking on Dash’s metallic ,copper tasting, wet, juicy and slimy gash.
Scootaloo lapped up Dash’s juice as if she were trying to lick her dry. She spelled out the alphabet with her tongue, moving it from side to side, in the folds and over the swells. Dash tasted so sweet Scootaloo wondered if she shit sugar. With her pussy in Scootaloo’s mouth, Dash bent over and spread Scootaloo’s pussy open, and plunged her head inside. Scootaloo moaned out loud as Dash frantically shook her head from side to side, her tongue flapping around. Both Pegasi’s wings were outstretched, both had started to sweat, and both of them were dripping wet. Scootaloo humped Dash’s face, while Dash bounced up and down on Scootaloo’s.
“Make me cum - whore,” Dash told Scootaloo. Her clit began to get nibbled, sucked, and pounded with Scootaloo’s tongue.
Scootaloo felt Dash’s pussy getting wetter, she felt the clit start to throb, and even her own clit was starting to wink wildly. Both girls began to grind their faces in each other’s slits, ripe for orgasm, pussies on overdrive. Scootaloo felt a tingle in her thighs- she knew this was the moment of truth. She pushed her face as far inside Dash’s pussy as she could without cramming her whole head in. Her legs began to quiver and the release coursed through her body, the threads of pleasure suffused her, and right at that moment, Dash’s own release hit.
Back to reality, Scootaloo realized she’d cum all over Flurry Heart’s face. She quickly pulled the bottle out and watched the filly squirm and wiggle. Frantically she tried to wipe her stickiness of the little filly’s face.
The door opened and Shining Armor stood in the opening.
Scootaloo jumped up and the baby bottle got tossed to the other side of the room. Humiliated, she stood submissively in front of him.
“What are you doing Scootaloo?” he asked nonchalantly, and slightly irritated.
‘I...uh...I w...I w…..”
“Get the fuck out of here!
It’s my turn now.”
