Wrestling A Rainbow

by Dark Chocolate

Rating: mature
Tags: Human, Original Character, Rainbow Dash, Equestria Girls, Sex
Length: 4324

One argument in gym lead to an all out feud, as Dash and I competed with every sport one on one the school has equipment for. Would be so much easier to focus if she didn't insist on wearing those booty shorts...

Nikky Fabulous issue #1
Nikky Fabulous decides it's time to compete with the best athlete in the entire school, if he can keep his eyes on the prize that is.
"We tried basketball; She wins. We tried hockey; she wins. If she wasn't a girl, I'd suggest wrestling but the thought of being in those types of positions with her makes my face all red. After hearing her boasting all afternoon though, it's time to try the one sport I've been avoiding. Just Rainbow Dash and I, alone in the gym, with some good old one on one."
Blog post discussing the series below
https://www.fimfiction.net/blog/610368/wrestling-a-rainbow-and-clop-fics-in-general
I may add chapters in the future but I currently have no plans to do so until I hit issue #5 at least.

Published 2016-03-21 10:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-03-21 10:40:01 UTC

A Girl With A Variety Of Skills

Rainbow Dash dribbles in front of me a few times before taking her penalty shot. As she leisurely jumps into the air, her shorts raise up just enough for me to see the tips of her cheeks. My eyes tremble a few times as I struggle to look back up. My gaze meets hers at the last second. Hopefully she hasn't noticed. I hear the swish of the basket and narrow my eyes. She grabs one of the extra balls off the metal rack.

Rainbow Dash pridefully strolls towards me spinning the basketball on the tip of her finger, with her other hand on her hip. She grins and cocks an eyebrow, “Ok blondie, that’s 34 to 30. I win.” I sigh and let my broad shoulders slump a bit, annoyed that I once again couldn’t find a sport to beat Rainbow Dash at. She shoves the ball into my stomach, “I like how you got like a foot on me and I still whipped your sorry butt.”

“Hockey.” I say with a flat tone. She lets out an arrogant laugh, “You got it big guy!”
One argument in gym lead to an all out feud, as Dash and I started competing with every sport the school had equipment for. I didn’t mind staying after we got out, seeing as I had nothing better to do with my time. I wanted one trophy with my name on it before I graduated this summer, and it wasn’t looking hopeful. I follow her to the equipment locker, dragging the rack of balls with me. “Oh by the way,” she says with an intentionally seductive tone, “You might win more often if you can keep your eyes off my body.” She lets out a muffled snicker. My cheeks go red but I don’t bother arguing.

I lace up my roller skates, grab a stick and puck, then ride out to the middle of the gym floor. Dash casually rides a few circles around me, with her hands behind her back. She does everything she can to make it look completely effortless. She comes to a quick halt in front of me, “Score limit?” I grin “Best two out of three.” She returns my expression, “Bring it.”

I toss the puck high into the air. We lock eyes, both of us wanting to show off. Neither of us glance up, wanting to prove our reflexes. The split second it hits the floor, I send it flying to the left with a thunderous smack. As soon as I moved my stick to hit it, Rainbow Dash takes off in the direction it’s going. I don’t have time to stop my slap. Instead I bolt in the direction of my goal to head her off. I skate backwards as she moves the puck left and right.

She tries to dart past me to the left, but I snag the puck and give it all I got. My speed rush is quickly interrupted as Dash slaps my ass with her stick. I grit my teeth and rock back a bit. It gives her just enough time to sail past me, grabbing the puck. Before I can adjust and move in front of her, she smacks it into the goal from almost half court.
She rests the stick on her shoulder, skating arrogantly and smirking at me, “That’s one!”

I grit my teeth again, unable to stop myself from giving her cleavage a quick glance. It would be so much easier to focus if she didn’t insist on wearing that low-cut gray tank top, as opposed to her white one. My eyes dart to the ground in embarrassment. She rolls past me, “Eyes on the prize mister! Unless you’re implying I’m your prize. Can’t say I blame you though!” She casually rolls around with a smirk and eyes closed, occasionally opening them just enough to see if I’m staring again.

I scoop up the puck and wait in the middle. She stops in front of me, with that sexy smirk again. I repeat the toss, but instead of slapping it to the right, I do a fake, and watch her take off. She looks back at me glaring, as I go for her goal. She pulls a quick turn and catches up to me. We grind shoulders and stick slaps, as she does everything to grab the black disk.

She grabs onto my arm, and uses it to move past me. She puts her stick out to snag the puck. Having no options, I decided to learn from the best: I reach out with my left hand and give her ass a good, hard spank. She gasps loudly, momentarily stunned. I swear I hear a touch of excitement in her voice. I use the time to score a goal. She stops and glares at me furiously. I see her glance at my crotch then back to my face, not changing expressions.

I rest the stick on my shoulder and grin, “Eyes on the prize missy.” She stops frowning and narrows her gaze. With a small smile, she points her middle and index finger at her eyes then points them at me. I’m not sure how to take it, but this was going to be the last event if she wasn’t going to help me take care of business.

She skates a few slow circles around me, not taking her eyes off mine. There’s something enticing in her eyes that slowly eats at me. “We doing this or what?” I say as casually as possible. She smiles with her eyes still narrowed but says nothing, still staring into me. I feel movement in my shorts. “You know I’m just gonna win this too. Why don’t you just suggest the one sport you’re good at and just too shy to say?”

She meant wrestling. I just feel like a massive pervert even suggesting it. I couldn’t lie though, I’d certainly have an advantage. I doubted I could prevent things from getting awkward if her and I started rolling around on the mat with the few things of clothing we have. She keeps watching me, almost knowing every thought that passes through my head. She snickers a bit “Don’t worry about your pal Woody there, I’m used to it. But if you’d rather stay a loser then that’s fine. Not like you’re gonna beat me anyways…” She casually glides around, trying to goad me into suggesting it. It works.

I take off the skates and carry a large mat over to the middle of the room. Dash takes off her shoes and starts stretching. My heart starts pounding; one way or the other this was gonna end with some kind of hot grinding. I think of anything besides that, as my friend starts to rise.
I see Dash watching me as I start warming up, “Sometimes I think you’re just letting me win so you have an excuse to keep challenging me over and over to check out my bod.”
I go all red “No, that’s not even remotely-” She groans with annoyance, “Dude I’m messing with you! Jeez if that stick up your butt gets any further, you’re gonna rupture something.”

I get so tired of her mouth, that I don’t care about the awkwardness anymore. I go over in my head what possible moves I could use on her. Out of the corner of my eye, she slowly lowers herself to the ground doing the splits. I see the side of her breast and get red all over again. She happens to glance up and see me staring. She giggles, “Really?! Again?! I mean I don’t blame you, but I thought you’d take this more seriously.”

I let out a small growl and stare at the floor. I hear her chuckling to herself, “Oh darn, I shoulda worn my underwear this morning!” She says, intentionally loud enough for me to hear. My face lights up again. She falls over holding her sides laughing hysterically, “You are just too easy!” I get up and stand in the ring. I cross my arms waiting for her. She looks up and stops laughing, still with that cute smile though.

I hunch over in my ready position. I let every ounce of anger consume me. Anything to avoid staring down her open tank top in front of me. We stand there, waiting for the other to make a move. A few seconds go by, and she lunges at me. I dodge and duck to her left, catch her around the midsection, lift her into the air, and slam her down onto the mat. I straddle her, and pin her wrists down. There’s about a foot between us so we lock eyes: mine are full of fury, her’s are wide with surprise and a bit of excitement. Her hot breath tickles my ear. I lean in close, just an inch from her face, “That’s one.”

I stand back up, but she continues to lay there still staring with that sensual, excited look.
She glances down at my meat slowly beginning to take form. She grins and starts to say something, but I cut her off, “Get up, we still got the rest of the afternoon.” I say aggressively.
Her jaw trembles a bit, and she quickly licks the middle of her bottom lip. She was getting about as excited as I was. I see her do everything to restrain her hungry eyes. “Stare at it, get your fill, then let's do this.” I say with that same commanding tone.

We go several more rounds, evenly matched. I had strength, but her smaller size made it easy for her to sneak through my legs, or slip past me. We both stood in the middle, panting furiously. It was a combination of our aggressive nature, and hours of sexual tension.

She lunges at me again. We struggle for a bit, trying to push the other off balance. I get her to push to my left, then quickly step to the right, sending her off balance and landing on the floor on her stomach. I quickly get on top of her. I didn’t even realize I had a full erection at this point. She gasps as it rakes between her cheeks. I can’t help it. We stay there for a bit. I have her wrists pinned down again, with my cock grinding against her smooth ass. She starts shaking, unable to control herself. I thrust back and forth, pulsing my meat the entire time. She sticks her ass higher into the air, making me stroke harder.

I lick my lips eagerly, loving the look of that perfect rear of hers. I take one hand off her wrist and run my hand up her lower back. She pants loudly, her torso vibrating, just begging for me to tear off her shorts and pummel her with my shaft.

I can’t help it, as instinct takes over and my hips just keep grinding over and over. She wiggles her ass left and right, getting as much traction against my meat as she can. My hands start trembling, wanting to tear off her clothes. I let up on her wrists just enough. She flips over on her back, and brings her legs to her chest. Before I even realize we’re back to fighting, she grabs my neck with her ankles and throws me to the ground on my left.

She keeps her feet tight, trying to get me to tap. I reach up with my free arm, and force my limb between her legs, giving me just enough room to breath. I start running my hand up her inner thighs. She looks at me with those gorgeous wide eyes, and trembling mouth. Her warm, smooth teal skin drives me wild. Her legs begin twitching, both instinctively wanting to pull away, but also enjoying being caressed. She can’t take it anymore, and lets her legs go limp, as her head rocks back, closing her eyes, and letting out a small moan.

I grab her ankles and pull her over to me, holding on to her wrists again. We sit there in missionary, staring at each other. I lose control of myself, lean over and start kissing her. She keeps lifting her chest up, moaning with every deep kiss we exchange. She locks her ankles around my back. We enjoy the grinding again; I can feel every ridge and every tender bump. The moisture feels like silk on her booty shorts. She stops kissing me and rockers her head back, letting out a load moan over and over. I press inwards as hard as I can, craving every inch I can get. I can’t get any deeper, as her shorts have reached their limit for stretching.

She grits her teeth, brings her legs back, and boots me in the stomach. I roll backward, but land on my feet, then stand up. She gets up, out of breath, and full of anticipation. She gets just enough air to talk, “If you weren’t so cute, I’d have pinned you by now.” A small grin crosses her face, being mostly drowned out by her blank, erotic stare. Her cheeks were as red as mine, both of us panting and wanting more of each other. I swallow a bit, “I’m gonna plow you in half.” Is all I can think of to say. No need to be polite anymore.

She stands on the other side of the mat, staring at my erection eagerly. She reaches behind her tank top and unhooks her bra. Without removing anything else, she pulls her bra out and holds it to the side for a second before letting it fall to the ground with a smirk. “If you want it you're gonna have to earn it.” I bite my lip, and stare at the ground with a deep groan. Still smirking, she asks “What's the matter?” I look up at her, “You just made me twenty percent harder.” she opens her mouth with a wide smile, eyes narrowed seductively, “ Well what are you waiting for then?” She teases.

I tear off my shirt, sweat dripping down my core. I see her hard nipples poking under her tanktop. We spend a few seconds, gawking at the other. It feels amazing to examine those perfect breasts of hers without anxiety. She runs and jumps on me. We fall to the mat, mouths locked, hands running wildly. I fall on my back, and stare up at her. She bites her bottom lip again, and raises an eyebrow suggestively. She grinds herself against my meat, as I slip my hands up her shirt, groping her.Squeezing her flawless rack, I massage her stiff nipples with my thumbs. She beings twitching like mad.

She holds onto my wrists, head back, mouth hung open, crying out in pleasure.
Our tongues wrap around each other. She has my meat pinned down with her waist. Every part of me wants to ejaculate, almost unable to take her advances. I let out a loud groan of pleasure, as I have no choice but to roll her onto her back before our fun comes to a premature end. She runs her hands around my abs and pecs, as I bury my face into her cleavage. Her hand wraps around the back of my head, forcing me deeper into her chest. Her loud, unrestrained moans drive me insane.

My right hand vigorously runs up and down her thigh. She clamps her hands on the sides of my face, squirming as I ravage her. She starts thrusting her pelvis up and down in a manner I'd’ expect from an exotic dancer. She’s very good at rolling her hips, with every movement making me want her more. She shoves me back a bit, so I’m sitting down. She climbs on top of my lap, with her legs wrapping around me. We exchange a few deep kisses, before I start dragging my tongue up and down her neck. Her mouth hangs open, as I grab as much booty as I can.

She starts thrusting back and forth again. I stand up, still holding on to her. I run to the showers, sticking my tongue in her mouth as we go. We gently collide into the wall next to the door. Our journey is halted, as she grabs the back of my head and yanks it back. She sits up in my grasp a bit, shoving my face back into her cleavage. I shake my face left and right, racking my face against her hard nipples. I gently bite one through her shirt. She lets out a howl of both pleasure and pain. I tug it back in my teeth a few times, hearing her cry harder. I know not to bite too hard or pull too far. She pulls my head back again.

She assaults the inside of my mouth with her tongue, as I lift her off the wall and through the door. We turn and examine the room, in case there were any last individuals left. I let her climb down since my arms were burning. I watch her cute ass wiggle as she runs to her locker, grabbing shampoo and soap. As she’s doing it, I go to a shower, and turn on the hot water. Each fossett had a large curtain around it, that was almost the size of a luxury tent.

I take off my gym shorts and toss them to the side. I’m about to take off my underwear when Rainbow bursts in, arms full of the basics. She stares at my meat for a moment, then lets the items fall to the floor. She walks over, and takes off her shirt and underwear, still not wanting to look away from her prize. She reaches down and with a firm grip, and strokes it up and down. I let out a deep groan, and she smiles. Her eyes are wide with anticipation. She starts kissing my chest, still stroking it. Her other hand rests on my left pec, as she slowly starts moving down.

She runs her tongue up my abs, and yanks down my underwear. She stares at my throbbing cock, her mouth gaping open. She looks up at me, “Nice…” I grin, and politely push it into her mouth. She’s shocked for a moment, but begins sucking on it. She takes it out of her mouth to lick it like it was made of candy. I let out loud groans, as I start staggering back. She keeps scooting closer on her knees until I’m against the wall.

She gives it slow, powerful licks, and even drags it down across her tongue a few times. She keeps her eyes locked on mine. The view of her sucking on it, with those narrow eyes, and gaping mouth is a sight I thought I would only see in my sleepless fantasies of her. Her cheeks are red with arousal, as we both struggle to get every second of pleasure that we can before getting down to it. She enjoys my cock a bit, before getting a grin on her face. She crawls on all four over to her items on the floor, and picks up conditioner.

She crawls back, taking my head in her mouth again, as she lathers up her massive tits with conditioner, she wraps her breasts around my meat, using them to massage it. I slam the back of my fist against the wall, doing everything in my power to not cum all over her face. She puts the tip in her mouth, still stroking it with her cleavage. The hot moisture from her mouth makes me groan. Watching her hold onto her breasts as I move back and forth between them is pure angelic agony. I can’t take it anymore, pulling it away from her. I hunch over, almost feeling myself get off. It pulses a few times. She quickly grabs it, pointing it at her mouth. Her eyes watch mine, waiting for me to get off. Her mouth hangs open, wanting to receive my load.

I miraculously hold back. She smiles and starts stroking it as hard and fast as possible. I pull it out of her grip. I hold onto her wrists, yanking her to her feet. I pull her to the wall, planting her palms on the surface. I grab her ponytail, and hold her head against the wall. I pour conditioner all over her backside. After giving her back a good polish, I grind between her cheeks again, keeping her pushed against the wall with every thrust. I yank her ponytail back, but driving her to stick her ass high into the air with my grinding. I use my hands to spread more conditioner over her rear, admiring how it glimmers in the light.

The beads of water make it drip over my meat, giving us extra lubrication to grind with. The slippery sensation makes us both cry out harder. I pull her legs together, sticking my cock between her legs, feeling it pass by her lips as I thrust. She pushes her rear against me as I thrust. I pull my cock upwards as I grind, pushing her lips to the sides. She’s so warm and smooth that I twitch from pleasure a few times. I grind over and over again, almost hitting my peak again.

She wiggles her hips left and right, making me slide back and forth between her legs. I lean my head back and groan, enjoying every inch of smooth skin. We continue this for a few more minutes. I pull it out, staring at her ass, trying to think of anything else we can do. I use my right hand to spank her over and over. She moans repeatedly.

After every word, I give her cute ass a good slap being driven by her cries of pleasure, “This.Is.For.Every.Single.Damn.Point.I.Missed.From.Starting.At.Your.Ass!” She pants, her rear trembling bright red in front of me. I stroke my cock a few times, almost unable to resist slamming it into her. She looks over her shoulder at me. Her eyes are narrowed, and her tongue hangs out a bit as she pants. Her cheeks are a deep red, reflecting all the pleasure I’ve inflicted on her. I’m dying to get inside her. I can’t help but feel like we’re having a contest of who can get the other off first.

Instead of going for it, I spin her around, and get on my knees. She strokes the back of my head with her hands. She giggles while biting her bottom lip, still running her hands through my hair. I run my tongue inside her clit, appreciating how clean-shaven she was. Her mouth opens wide as she lets out a long gasp. Her fingers cling to my hair, as she thrashes around. As my tongue explores and enjoys every ridge, she thrusts her pelvis back and forth. She closes her eyes and leans back, crying out in joy. I find just the right spot, as she starts convulsing with pleasure. She grabs my head and holds me close, as she shakes, unable to resist climaxing.

I pull my head back and grin at her, “That’s one.” She slowly lowers herself to the floor in front of me. She grabs me by the shoulders, and guides me over to the wall. She climbs into my lap, and we enjoy more tongue massaging. She runs her hands over my pecs. My hands pull her close, as I feel her hard nipples brush against my chest. I take a breast in each hand, and devour each nipple. She arches her back while groaning, just barely above landing on my cock.

She reaches down and holds my meat up, and slides it into her. We let out sounds of pleasure, as I feel myself finally enjoying her insides. Her smooth interior feels absolutely fantastic. She rides me, bouncing up and down in front of me. Her hands are on my shoulders, with her head bent backwards, crying out happily. I lean against the wall, staring at her rack. Those massive breasts of her bouncing around in front of me was a sight I’d remember forever.

I put my hands on her hips, helping her bounce up and down. Her speed picks up, and I feel myself almost getting off again. I grit my teeth and try to turn her over again. While still riding me, she pins my exhausted arms against the wall. I do my best to resist, but between being worn out and trying not to climax, I’m rather helpless. She grinds her face into mine, panting heavily. Both of our voices are hoarse from all the moaning. I start shaking, slowly losing the moist battle.

She starts rocking her hips forward as she goes up and down. I weakly flail around, but she has a good grip on me. “I’m...I’m gonna come.” She responds by kissing me, and bouncing on my cock as fast as she can. My eyes bulge, as I feel myself shoot all over her insides. She stays ontop for a minute, making out with me the best she can with both of us panting. With one hand on her ass, and another on the back of her neck, we sit there for a while longer. As she's resting her head on my chest, she starts giggling to herself.

She sits up straight and is about to speak. I cut her off with a raised hand, "So help me God if you say 10 seconds flat, I will literally gag you with it." I say, motioning to my crotch. We both have a good laugh.

Author's Note

The first in a series of soon to come clops, featuring most of the Mane 6 and many other characters