You'll probably be able to see the video on RedTube
When I usually walk home from school, it's a nice, brisk stroll.I try to destress over the day's events at Canterlot High and whatever bullshit it brought especially in the fall air, where every action I did for eight hours was scrutinized and criticized in hindsight.
That day, however, my mind was racing. I was heading in an opposite direction than home, which drew some interest from classmates, but not enough to question it. I was marching towards a nicer part of town: fancy homes, well-kept front yards, and at the end of the street was a homely looking one-story, which was my destination.
Pinkie.
I was thinking about the crazy pink girl that lived down the street. We were 'just friends' up until today. Before, it was innuendos, flirting, and slapping each other’s asses. It was friendly, fun, and a bit arousing to say the least. But I knew it was just that, fun.
I guess I should've saw it coming seeing how that day, instead of the handful of ass she would grab after lunch as our way of saying "goodbye," she grabbed my crotch, gave me a wink, and walked away with our friends. Either she wanted me, or she was playing flirt chicken with me.
I thought nothing of it afterwards... until our last period together. We would always have one-sentence, incoherent notes passed between us. "Ur a butt" always seems to be the most common one.
This one, however, made sense.
"Hey, did I tell you that I got a new camcorder?"
Our exchange went on, each note making my heart race even faster.
"Oh?"
"Yeah! Want to test it out with me?"
"What?"
"C’mon! What do guys and girls do with cameras when they are bored? ;)"
"Are you serious?"
"Check your phone."
I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone, reading it in the tight space between my body and the desk I was sitting in. I gave a quick look around to see who was looking and opened it up, which lead me straight to a picture message from Pinkie.
It was in her room, spread in front of her sliding glass mirror. She was naked, and per perfectly shaved snatch was up front and center of the picture. I heard a snort from the table next to me, which I knew was Pinkie, and I was probably making that stupid face when she broke me.
By the time I came to, there was another note waiting for me.
"So?"
***
"You made it!" Pinkie cheered as she gave me a hug. She was in a bathrobe, and I knew just by the cleavage she was wearing nothing underneath. She hurried me through her plain living room and to her pinked-out room. I've been here plenty of times for studying, and it still amazed me how much pink she managed to get for her room.
She wasted no time when she locked the door behind us. She had the camcorder on her drawer, ready to start filming.
I was still putting my bag down when I heard the sound from the camcorder indicating that it was recording. She sat on the foot of her bed and took her robe off. Like in the photo she sent, her pinky, perky body was a sight to behold, and her pussy was cleanly shaved. She looked at me and began to touch herself, her small moans turning me on.
"Are you going to come here and have a taste?" She moaned.
"Not even half-assed foreplay?" I asked.
"Just get over here and eat me out, silly!"
And that's what I did. With my clothes still on, I got on my knees in front of her. She was moist, and she looked at me seductively in anticipation for what she most likely was waiting for all day. I stuck my tongue out and began to use it to play with her, liking around her snatch to get her going. She started breathing heavily, watching as I toyed with her. Her pussy began to get wetter, with fluid starting to make its way out of her hole. It was then I stuck my tongue in that tight, but mushy, crevice. She let out a louder, longer moan while she laid back down on the bed. I would look up once in awhile to see what she was doing. Her head was back and her hands were grasping the blankets she was resting on. My tongue continued to lash around in her like a worm caught in the rain.
"Fuck me," She pleaded softly between moans. I pulled my tongue out of her pussy and walked over to the camera, grabbed it, and held on to it as I started filming Pinkie, who was still on her bed, two of her fingers moving inside of her pussy while her other hand squeezed one of her breasts. Pinkie’s act of self-gratification was caught on camera and I slowly moved the camera up and down to give it better views. With my free hand, I unbuckled my jeans and let them fall down, as well as my boxers. My placed my hard rod on top of Pinkie’s crotch, giving the camera a good idea of how deep it was about to go in.
I let the camera record it for a few seconds and then moved back enough for my dick to move down to her pussy. My head pressed against her opening, which made Pinkie moan even harder. I pressed my dick firmly against her pussy, and my head popped in, making Pinkie give a sharp yelp in pleasure and pain. I pushed my dick deeper in small increments, easing her into the act. Her pussy became wetter, and she became louder. I gave a few gentle thrusts to get her and her snatch accustomed to me, and then I went a bit deeper and quicker, the camera aimed at my constant jackhammering of her hole. My cock made pinkie scream in pleasure with each thrust, and each thrust made a slapping noise between our skin.
Every minute or two, I would pan up to see pinkie's face of pleasure as she looked down at the action while she pinched her baby pink nipples. Her pink body was shivering as well, wrapped in the euphoria.
"Stop," She whispered as she pressed her hands against my stomach. I slid my cock out with a loud pop, and instantly it was blasted by the colder air, wrapped in our juices.
She flipped herself over, her pink bottom in front of me. She began to wiggle it as I crouched down, giving the camera a close up of her wet, dripping pussy and tight asshole. I spread the lips of her hole to show the inside to the camera. I stood up and got my cock ready for another round of pounding. As before, I had to slide it in slowly to get her used to it.
Once she was loose again, I kept slamming myself inside of her. I used the hand I wasn’t using to hold the camera to grasp her hip and violently bring it against my hips. Her dangling breasts were banging around with each rapid thrust.
I felt the pressure build up and I knew I was getting close. I tossed the camera on the bed, and it landed on its side, capturing the moment when I pulled Pinkie’s hair, pulling her body back enough for me to reach down and allow our tongues to meet, wrapping each other in a show of affection. I gave three hard thrusts and stopped, my seed flooding inside of her. We didn't move but continued to kiss.
Once I pulled out, Pinkie reached for the camera to shut it off, panting as she did. Her pink body glistened with our sweat, her pink pussy filled with white.
"That was fun!" She announced as she still lay on her belly to pull the memory card out of the camera. I was laying on the bed, watching her do that. She walked up and over to her laptop, small pearls of cum dripping off her and onto the floor. She stood as she popped the card on the computer and let it upload, showing that it needed an hour to upload the film on our computer.
"So now what? I asked, looking at Pinkie's body and still in disbelief that I just banged my best friend, something I was hoping to do for a long time. She smiled as she turned. Her body was as captivating as the first time.
She shrugged as she walked over and laid down next to me. She took my hands in hers and cuddled up next to me.
"Thank you," She said before she went to sleep.
***
It turned out that Pinkie didn't show up to school the next day since she would usually wait for me and her close friends outside. I shrugged and went inside, and was met with weird looks and snickering.
It continued as I walked down the hall. Laughing.Pointing. I still had no idea what was happening. But that's what I like about Rarity. She was elegant, beautiful, and not afraid to say what everyone else was thinking. Which was why I knew I fucked up when she found me with Pinkies clique and shoved me into an empty class room.
"YOU DISGUSTING PIG!" She hissed.
"Excuse me?" I asked
"How dare you not only videotape having sex with Pinkie Pie, but plaster it all over the internet! I have half a mind to pepper spray you!"
My heart sank. I knew about the tape. But, Pinkie had the only copy.
"Pinkie had the only copy of it, how can I do that if I didn't have a copy?!" I asked.
The rest of the girls looked at each other and were confused.
"Let's call Pinkie! Maybe it was an accident!" Applejack suggested.
"Fine..." Rarity moaned as she pulled out the phone. She called Pinkie and placed it on speaker.
"H-hello rarity," Pinkie stuttered.
"I'm with your stud and the gals. Now, would you be a dear and tell us why is there a video of you two having sex on the internet before he gets a face full of pepper spray?"
Pinkie went silent for a few seconds. "Oh, that. Yeah... I was supposed to upload Gummy Radical Skateboard Tricks and I accidentally uploaded the video and went to sleep. By the time I woke up it was online for hours."
All the girls either groaned or looked away in disappointment and disgust.
"You mistook a sex tape for a video of your stuffed alligator on a skateboard?" Rarity facepalmed.
"Y-yeah." Pinkie confessed.
"Is that why you ain't coming to school today?!" Applejack hollered.
"Yeah... You all are more than welcome to come over though!" Pinkie announced before she hung up.
By that time, I had already made up my mind.
"Yeah, I'm gonna skip school today," I said before I started my way.
"Wait!" Rarity called out, grabbing my wrist to keep me from going.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Well, seeing how I saw the tapes and your, ahem, ‘package…’ What are you doing after school today?"
"Not you," I smirked with a smug grin. I heard the rest of the girls laugh and pester Rarity with "oohs' and 'dayms’.
***
I raced to Pinkie’s, arriving just a school was starting, which meant no going back on my plan to see her. She was in her bathrobe like yesterday. She hurried me inside and locked the door behind her.
"I'm sorry sorry about this," She said as she reached for a hug. We stayed like that for a minute. I knew she was riddled with guilt and shame.
"What about your family?" I asked.
"They don't use the internet, and I know I can trust my sisters not to tell. They have worse skeletons in their closet, and some of them are actually skeletons." She replied.
"Okay, so now what?" I asked.
"Well, I want to make it up to you, I could make you those sundaes you always like. It's not much but…"
"I can go for those right now," I said, still in the embrace.
"But, before I do, want to go back to my room for more?" She asked.
"Even after all that?" I asked.
"Sure, no cameras this time too. What do you say?"
"… Sure."
Author's Note
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