Best Friends are Best Lovers

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Good Friends are also Good Lovers
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Best Friends are Best Lovers

Good Friends are also Good Lovers

Author's Note

:fluttercry:

Wrote this entire story for... somebody I cared, a lot. Still do, probably. The fact that I am hurting so badly whenever I think about her means I do, right? But she broke all contact with me. Without any explanation. Don't even know if what we had was real.

Today is my birthday. Happy quarter of century, you pathetic failure. Happy, happy...

Will post the third chapter I wrote for her on her birthday. The fourth... I never finished it. Doubt I will, now. Just looking at this makes me remember... everything. All our back and forth comments regarding stuff I added... all out talks... how happy I was, how much fun we had... Will post what I wrote, though. Probably on the third anniversary when we first began talking... began whatever this was. Alternatively I could wait few more weeks and post it on anniversary of when I last heard from her... dunno...

Hope at least some of you enjoy this chapter. And the next ones.

Good Friends are also Good Lovers

“Congratulations!”

Prism saw Whirlwind smile, and saw her jokingly cover her ears. “Ough, are you trying to deafen me?” she asked playfully.

Sugarcube Corner was filled with people. Between their friends, Whirlwind’s parents, some family friends and several Wonderbolts, it was a wonder to Prism that they could move around without bumping into one another.

As people raced to Whirlwind, all wanting to congratulate her on her full recovery and see her arm for themselves, Prism, after giving her a subtle wink - and her shooting him a mockingly terrified ‘don’t leave me alone with them’ look - slipped away.

They’ve been jumped on the moment they entered Sugarcube Corner, not giving them a moment to even drink anything. And seeing how they had spent a whole quarter (well, almost) of the day making sweet - and in a lot of instances also hardcore - love, they both could use something to drink. That water he had in his fridge had run off a about an hour ago. Had they hadn’t since then washed their mouths (because of… certain stuff they did that he didn’t want to think about in such close proximity to both her and his parents) they would be dry.

And when I said we should stop at a store to get something to drink you said “No, we’re already late”, Prism thought mischievously, looking back at Whirlwind. She was currently hugging her parents. Prism smiled at the sight… but then remembered all the things he had done to their daughter and turned away, not sure how he would react if their eyes would meet by accident. Better safe than sorry, he thought, heading towards a table where a punch bowl was.

“Well, you certainly seem… thirsty,” said a very familiar voice as he poured himself a drink. Sighing, Prism let go of the ladle and turned around. “Didn’t know that ‘hanging out’ could make one so dehydrated,” Amber added, smirking.

“Hey Amber,” Prism greeted her, trying to sound nonchalant. “Hope you got some rest.”

“Aww, worried about me?” she asked, mockingly fluttering her eyebrows at him as she passed him to the bowl. “Well, of course I rested up; I hadn’t forgotten about that talk we had in the morning.”

Prism frowned. What ta- he started to wonder, but then he remembered. Feeling heat on his cheeks, he took a sip from his drink (wishing it was something way stronger right now) and turned to her. “Amber,” he began, keeping his voice down and trying to remain calm, “it’s… not that I wouldn’t want a threesome with the two of you, but let’s be serious for a moment here.”

“Who said I wasn’t being serious,” Amber muttered, rolling her eyes.

Yeah, I know you are actually being serious, that’s kind of a problem, he thought but didn’t say that out loud.

“As I told you earlier, we can’t have a threesome. It would make things too complicated between me and Dubz, me and you and you and Dubz,” he pointed out.

“What is it with people and not wanting to show each other affection?” Amber wondered out loud.

“Because showing affection is stuff like hugging and kissing on the cheek,” Prism said, blushing. “What you are talking about is…”

“Fun?” Amber hinted. “Prove of affection rather than just showing it?”

He frowned in confusion at the latter. “A threesome?”

“What, do you think a threesome is something total strangers do? Well,” she rolled her eyes, “there are those crazy people doing that dogging thing, but other than that threesomes are shared by friends. And occasionally a couple with a very good friend,” she added, winking.

To hide his discomposure, he took another sip of the drink. “Dubz and I aren’t a couple,” he said, hiding his face behind the glass.

“So if I had passed by your place a few hours ago I wouldn’t see you pounding her against the window?”

Prism spit out his drink, narrowly missing Amber. Several of their friends who were at the back of the crowd surrounding Whirlwind, glanced back, but then when they saw whom he was talking with they understood and looked away.

Not caring about funny it might have seemed to them, Prism made sure nobody was listening in and turned back to Amber. “Heh, good one,” he said, knowing (now that he thought about it for a moment) that she must be joking.

She was at Canterlot, I walked her to the train myself, he told himself. She wanted to rest before the party, she surely couldn’t have come to Ponyville…

While he tried to regain his composure, Amber had reached to her pocket and picked up her phone. She took off the blockade, pressed it a few times and turned it to him. “Yeah, good one indeed,” Amber said while his brain suffered a failure.

The picture was taken from outside his apartment, and it was clear that he was indeed “pounding Whirlwind against the window”. Prism jaw dropped, his brain trying to reboot but failing. Finally, the fear of somebody else seeing that brought him to his senses. “Are you crazy? Turn that off,” he hissed in a whisper. As Amber hid her phone back to her pocket, he asked: “Why did you take a picture?! And why were you there?”

“I took a picture in case you two would try to deny you’re in a relationship,” she replied in a calm tone, as if she hadn’t just showed him the photo of him having sex with his girlfriend. “As for why I was there… it’s a long story involving one of the hospital’s patients calling me to ask check on him,” she explained, rolling her eyes. “I had to come back to Ponyville, and I found I would drop by see how are you two doing.” With a sparkle in her eyes, she added: “Though instead I got to see you doing it.”

“Do you always come around people’s houses when you come to visit them?” Prism asked, red on his face, pouting.

“Only when I hear pounding from the other side of the house,” she replied without missing a beat. “So, window where anybody can see you it’s okay for you, but threesome with a caring friend not?” Amber asked, pouting.

I can’t believe I am having this kind of conversation right now… Prism thought, rubbing his temples. “Look, it’s like… comparing apples to three oranges.”

“Yeah, I don’t get that. But seriously, you’re a guy, aren’t you like programmed to want threesomes?” she asked, tilting her head.

“Why are you so fixed upon it?” he asked instead. “On having a threesome with me and Dubz?”

To his surprise, she giggled. “Well, it’s a bit complicated. Mostly? I want to have sex with her; you are more like an extra,” she said, flicking his nose. “Whirlwind has been staying with me this past month, and I got attached to her. Sadly, she’s not exactly into girls, at least not as much as me. So, I figured, threesome is the way to go,” she said, smiling. “Of course, that’s not the only reason. I also am happy that you two are back together and want to, hm, help you celebrate,” Amber said in a sultry tone, winking. “What’s more, I really like you too, even if not as much as Whirlwind, and you are quite a hunk. And having a threesome was a long fantasy of mine. Plus in a rare case Hot Head learns of that it will drove him crazy; that will teach him to comment on me walking around my own house with no pants,” she muttered to herself, smirking evilly.

Prism was staring at her with an open mouth. “Um, okay, that’s quite a lot to take in in one sitting.”

“Yeah, I get that; look,” Amber said, sounding more serious, “I don’t want to force you two into something you don’t want to, but I think you might enjoy it.”

As much as it embarrassed him, Prism had to agree that a prospect of having sex with two girls was quite alluring to him. He thought back to this morning when Amber had kissed Whirlwind. He felt a cold knot in his stomach at the thought that they were together, but at the same time… It was hot, he admitted.

“Well,” he started slowly, thinking every word through. “I would by lying if I said that I think I wouldn’t enjoy it. Nervousness aside,” he added, smiling sheepishly. As Amber beamed up and began to smirk, he raised a hand. “But! This decision isn’t up to me. You talk to Dubz - when she’s alone;” Prism added, not sure if Amber wouldn’t just plainly go right now talk to her, “I don’t want you to ask her in front of everybody if she would want a threesome…”

“Yeah, I can see why,” Amber mused, looking at Whirlwind; she was now talking with her Wonderbolt teammates, “those two studs over there could be interested in the concept.”

Prism’s head turned sharply. Out of the five of her teammates that made it two were indeed men, both good looking as far he could tell… and thought he couldn’t be certain from where stood, it looked as if they were checking Whirlwind out.

Hair stood at the back of his neck. Okay, I really need to get into the Wonderbolts now, he thought, dismayed.

“Boy are you insecure,” Amber’s comment brought him back to present moment. “Might wanna reconsider the whole ‘not telling people we’re together’ idea. Thought to be fair that wouldn’t stop them from checking her out,” she added, rolling her eyes. “She’s really hot. Also, what is that guys want a threesome with two girls but not two guys?”

Prism frowned. “Okay, that is totally different,” he said, pointing a finger at her.

She raised her hands in defeat. “Fine, not want to argue about this at that point. Although you might consider it at some point,” she added, sticking her tongue at him.

Sighing, he rubbed his eyes and tried to get back on track. “As I was saying… you talk with Dubz when she’s alone and nobody is listening, ask her if she wants a threesome. If she says yes, then okay. If she says no, we didn’t have this discussion. At least the part when I said I would be okay with it,” he specified.

Amber smiled triumphantly. “Okay, deal. You better not drink anything stronger than ponch,” she added, winking.

“Wait, you want to do it today?” Prism asked, surprised… and a bit scared.

“Well duh,” she exclaimed enthusiastically. “Life is short. Now, if you excuse me,” Amber said, putting her glass on the table and walking away, “I’m off to do you a favor,” she said, winking again.

Prism couldn’t suppress a sight as he watched her go. “No, hang on,” he called after her. When Amber turned around, surprised, he finished his drink and left the glass the table next to hers. “I better take care of this myself,” he explained as he started to walk towards Whirlwind.

“Aw, lookit you, off to defend your love,” Amber exclaimed, smiling, in a tone that he couldn’t tell if it was mocking or earnest. “Well, off you go. Want me to slap you on the ass for good luck?” When he stopped and turned to her with a raised eyebrow, she raised her hands. “I would let you get back at me. You know, in bed. Though then again, I think I would like to see you slap Whirlwind’s ass more… seems sexier for some reason…” she mused, losing herself in her thoughts.

Rolling his eyes, Prism turned around, but before he could take another step, he felt a slap on his backside. Glancing back, he saw Amber, sticking her tongue at him and retreating. Trying to ignore confused looks and some chuckles around him, Prism put that out of his thoughts and headed towards Whirlwind.

He then stopped as an intriguing idea occurred to him.

“Amber?” he asked, looking behind him. “Mind if I borrow your phone?”

“So when are you coming back?” Stunning Wing, one of her teammates, asked her.

“Soon, in a couple of days at most,” Whirlwind assured him and the others. “I will send the Captain the note from my nurse saying I am all good tomorrow or day after. Kinda want to enjoy some more free time,” she admitted sheepishly.

“Yeah, I hear you,” Morning Star, another Wonderbolt that graduated along with her, said, stretching her back a bit. “You have no idea how hard they’ve been riding our asses this past week.”

Stunning Wing and Blue Streak both smirked at her phrasing, but Whirlwind and the other female Wonderbolts paid them no mind, used to their sense of humor. “Way are they so tough on you?” she asked instead.

“Got an important show in Las Pegasus, two weeks from now” Fireblast replied. Beaming up, she asked: “Hey, do you think you’ll make it in time to perform with us?”

That was an interesting question. “Hm, I don’t know,” she mused. “I mean, I will be back to active duty before that, but I’m not sure if Spitfire would let me perform at this show. I am a bit out of practice after all.”

“Meh, you will get back into shape in no time,” Morning Star objected. “You are the best of us.”

Whirlwind smiled gratefully, but before she could reply Stunning Wing spoke: “Although, if you feel like you need some additional practice, I’d be happy to help. After, let’s say, a few hours of private practice, you will be as fast as me.”

“I would be happy to help too,” Blue Streak said, winking.

“Don’t you mean ‘as slow as me’?” Whirlwind asked, smirking. “Thanks for the very subtle offer guys, but I’m not interested.” When Blue Streak opened his mouth to say something, she cut him off by adding. “Like, at all. Period.”

The other girls giggled seeing their bemused expressions. The two rolled their eyes, and would probably resume their poor attempt in flirting with her, but just then another person joined them.

“She already has a private trainer,” Prism suddenly said, stepping in beside her.

Whirlwind glanced at him, surprised at both his sudden appearance and his declaration. She noticed that he was looking at Stunning Wing and Blue Streak like something disgusting that had crawled into his plate. Both irritated and touched at his reaction (as well as a bit amused) Whirlwind decided to let him take charge of the situation.

Stunning Wing and Blue Streak, confused, shared a look before the former asked, “Private trainer? You mean like-”

“- like we spend the last five hours doing stuff you probably dream off,” Prism answered his unfinished question casually. “Why do you think she came late with me?” he added, his hand suddenly squeezing her ass.

Whirlwind blinked in surprise and shuddered, barely stopping from uttering a moan, hearing him announce it so blatantly (not to mention about grabbing her ass with so many people around them), though her reaction paled in surprise to others. Fireblast and other girls were looking Prism up and down in mild surprise, while the guys seemed suddenly both abashed and embarrassed.

“So, um…” Blue Streak began slowly and uncomfortably. “... you’re saying...”

Not letting him to finish his question either, with his free hand Prism picked up a phone from his pocket and showed it to them. “I think this should make it clear enough for you.”

The jaws of all five Wonderbolts fell down to the floor at whatever he was showing them. Curious, Whirlwind leaned forward to see what it was. Her eyes went wide as she saw a picture of herself being pounded against the window. When did he take it?! she wondered, not sure how exactly it would be possible for Prism to take it. But just then she realized something else. No wait, hang on; is that Amber’s phone?!

Utterly confused (and a bit embarrassed at what Prism had just did) she turned to the others just in time to see one of the girls ask a question; “So, you two are a couple?”

Prism, who had just hid the phone back to his pocket, opened his mouth; however, before they could reply in any way, somebody suddenly jumped in between the Wonderbolts and joined their little circle.

“Did I hear right?!” Cotton Candy exclaimed, staring at them with wide eyes and even wider smile. “You’re really back together?! Since when?!”

Well, so much for keeping this to ourselves I guess, Whirlwind thought, and although she felt her cheeks blush she also felt… quite happy.

“Um, yes, since about… six hours I think?” she said sheepishly.

Candy beamed up even more. “Aw, that’s great!” she said, rushing towards them and hugging both her and Prism tightly. Above her shoulder Whirlwind noticed that Candy’s shouts draw quite a lot of attention, and guessing by smiles she saw, most of them realized why she got so excited. Including her parents. Just the moment she had noticed that, Candy joked: “Gee, no wonder now that you were late.”

A frown appeared on Thunderlane’s, her father, face. Of course they had to hear this part too… Whirlwind thought, resigned, and hoped that they would think it was just a joke. Even if it’s totally true. Oh well, at least they didn’t see Prism showing that picture, she added, shivering at the thought of how could that end.

When Candy released them, more of their friends came in to congratulate them. Though really happy that they were happy for them, Whirlwind felt a bit irritated at having to endure this right after she had just been congratulated about making the full recovery. She hoped it didn’t show on her face.

“You know,” she told jokingly Prism when they got a moment of peace, “if I didn’t know better, I would say that you just said it so I wouldn’t be able to drink anything a bit longer.”

He smirked, but shook his head. “Nah, just those two guys annoyed me a bit. I know you could take care of them yourself,” he quickly added before she could say anything, “but I thought I would just spare you any future trouble from those two.”

“Aw, you’re sweet,” Whirlwind said, a bit teasingly. She smiled and added: “Thanks.”

“No problem.”

“Although I am not sure if I liked that part about showing them that picture,” Whirlwind added, frowning a little. “Also, why was this picture on Amber’s phone and why you had it?”

Prism sighed. “Well-”

“Hi!” Amber interrupted him, suddenly grabbing Whirlwind from behind. She startled as she felt her arms around her belly and her boobs pressing against her back, but she quickly recovered.

“Hi again Amber,” she greeted her. “Can you explain why the picture of us having sex is on your phone?”

She tried to not think about how embarrassed she should be. She was, of course, but since this was Amber she felt a bit more at ease talking about those kind of things with her.

“Right to the chase?” Amber asked, placing her head on her shoulder. “No ‘this is a wonderful party Amber, thank you’?” Whirlwind rolled her eyes, knowing she was teasing her. Amber must have noticed because she giggled. “Had to check up on patient, passed by, heard noises from the back. Explained enough?”

“Not why you felt necessary to take a picture,” Whirlwind replied.

“I thought that was self explanatory. Also, I’m probably gonna take some more pictures if you agree for the three of us to have a threesome.”

“Oh, I- wait, what?!” Whirlwind asked, stunned. Her question came out louder than she intended, but luckily nobody paid them much attention at the moment. Keeping her voice down, she turned her head as best as she could to look at Amber. “Please tell me you’re joking.”

“Why would I be joking?” Amber asked, raising an eyebrow. “You know back when yesterday we were talking about repaying me this is what I meant, right?”

“I figured,” she murmured, wishing she would have questioned her back then. “Amber… can you let go of me so we can talk face to face?”

The feeling of her breasts pressed to her back was a bit… distracting.

“Nope,” Amber replied, and guessing by her amused tone she knew exactly why Whirlwind had wanted her to release her. “So, wanna do it?”

“Amber, you can’t just ask me that out of the blue,” she said uncomfortably. Glancing at Prism, she added, “It’s something we should discuss… wait, you knew she was going to ask me that?”

“Yeah, she asked me this before I came to shut those two up,” he explained, shifting uncomfortably. “I told her she has to talk with you.”

She frowned. “Wait, so you’d actually want to do that?”

Amber giggled into her ear. “Oh, go easy on him girl, he is a guy after all. And besides, it took some convincing on my part before he got to “if she agrees part’. Speaking off, I couldn’t help but notice that you hadn’t said ‘no’.”

Whirlwind blinked in surprise. She’s right, I didn’t. Do I… want to have a threesome? she wondered. I mean, I love Prism, and I want to be with just him, but… well, I do know that sex doesn’t have to be something that you share with somebody you love, but still, it would be weird. Wouldn’t it? Although I did get used to Amber kissing me and walking around naked… not to mention that we both slept naked in the same bed a few times…

“Why do you want to have threesome with us anyway?” she asked to gain time.

She heard Amber sigh into her ear. “As I told Prism, because you are super sexy and I like you very much. Prism too, although A bit less, and he’s sexy too. And I am super happy for you two being together, so I want to make this day even more memorable for you,” she said with a wink. “Plus I always wanted to have a threesome, and you two are about the only people I could think I would want to do it and that would want to do it with me.”

Whirlwind had to admit that those sounded like good reasons. Amber was right that it would make this day even more memorable for them, that was certain. She glanced at Prism; he had agreed, but after Amber had convinced him, meaning that he too had some objections, but in the end agreed, assuming she would too.

If he wants to do it, then he must think it is a good idea… and certainly a part of him would like to have sex with two girls at the same time. So, shouldn’t I trust his judgement? And Amber is a good friend too, I should trust both of them… though do I want to have a threesome too? she wondered, trying to picture this scene: all three of them in bed, she making out with Amber while Prism buried his tongue in her pussy… and the imagined him on top of Amber, thrusting into her, and to her surprise, she didn’t feel angry or jealous, but rather… turned on.

“Sweet Celestia, is that what living with you for a month does to a girl?” she said, turning to Amber.

Her face beamed up. “So you agree?”

“Yeah… but not a word about this to anybody,” she added, frowning.

Amber rolled her eyes. “Prude.”

“At least not to anybody right here, right now,” Whirlwind added. “I don’t want my parents to hear of that.”

“Fine, I won’t say a word,” Amber agreed, waving her hand dismissively. She then let go of Whirlwind. “Now, you two go on hang out with everybody… and rest up,” Amber added, placing her hand on Whirlwind’s ass and squeezing it unexpectedly, startling her a bit.

Having said that, Amber left the two of them and went to mingle with the party quests. Beside her, Prism sighed. “Our future lover,” he summed up, then began to walk towards a punch bowl. Whirlwind followed him. “So, um…” Prism began, turning to her, “are you really okay with this?”

“Yes, I wouldn’t have agreed if I wasn’t,” she quickly assured him. “I mean, I am a bit nervous, but I’m also curious. And hey, we are of age where people experiment, right?” she added with a smirk.

Prism chuckled. “I suppose. Although…” he trailed off, blushing. “I… sorta worry a bit…”

“Worry?”

“Well, it’s silly, but I worry a bit that maybe you’ll like Amber more than me,” Prism admitted.

If they weren’t in a party, with a bunch of people within earshot, Whirlwind would have laughed. “Prism, I like Amber a lot, but I love you,” she told him, elbowing him gently. “You have nothing to worry about.”

If anybody has something to worry about, it would be me, she added in her thoughts, thinking back to how she could feel Amber’s breasts on her back earlier.

“So, just relax, and enjoy the thoughts of what we’ll be doing tonight,” Whirlwind told him, smiling.

“Thanks, it really makes this easier for me,” Prism replied, smiling too. He poured her a drink and gave it to her. Whirlwind drink it greedily, thankful for a chance to finally quench her thirst, as he continued. “So, we’re gonna need to some shopping later, huh?”

“Yeah, we’ve got to visit a pharmacy on our way back,” Whirlwind agreed. Knowing Amber, we’re gonna need a lot more than just one package, she thought. “And we’ve gotta buy something to drink too,” she added, winking. “Now, if you excuse me, I need to go apologize to my teammates,” Whirlwind said. She reached to Prism and grabbed his ass briefly. “You did make a scene there,” she explained before walking away.

It didn’t take her too long to find Fireblast, Morning Star and High Winds. “Hey,” she greeted them as she joined them. “Where did the guys go?”

“Probably to the hospital, seeing how your boyfriend burned them,” Morning Star said with a smirk, then her eyes shifted to Whirlwind healed arm. “Um, I mean a…”

Giggling, Whirlwind waved her hand dismissively, showing her that it was okay. “Speaking off, I wanted to apologize for Prism making a scene.”

“Meh, it’s alright, it was nice to see somebody shut up those two,” High Winds says, grinning. “And it was an interesting photo to see.”

Whirlwind sighed, but it wasn’t over. “Did take you for one taking pictures. Or for liking such rough sex,” Fireblast said with a wink.

“Okay, you know what-” Whirlwind started to say, but the others cut her off.

“Oh c’mon Whirlwind, give us some juicy bits,” High Winds said. “Like, how big he is?”

“How many times did you do it?”

“How many times did he get you off?”

“What other positions did you try?”

“Oh yeah, we definitely want to know that,” Fireblast giggled. “I want to know if all of them were as kinky as doing that against a window.”

She sighed again as she was finally allowed to speak again. “There’s no way for me to escape this, isn’t it?”

“Nope,” Morning Star replied, then clapped her shoulder. “C’mon Wind, we’re teammates, you can share everything with us in total confidence.”

Whirlwind hoped they didn’t notice her shivering when Morning Star had said “share everything”. Note to self, don’t bring up that you’re having a threesome later, Whirlwind thought. They would probably want to join on maybe just have fivesome with me and Prism… her thoughts trailed off as she tried to imagine that scene. All of them together…

She shook her head before she could start fantasizing for good there. This isn’t a time or place for those kind of thoughts, Whirlwind told herself, although she couldn’t help but wonder if someday…

“Wind? Still with us?” Morning Star asked.

“Yes, of course,” Whirlwind replied, recovering again. She cleared her throat and asked, “So, um, what do you want to know?”

“Everything,” all of them replied at once. When she rolled her eyes, High Wind giggled and added, “You can start by saying how big he is.”

“Well, I didn’t have a measuring tape with me,” Whirlwind replied, then frowned thoughtfully. “But I guess about… this big,” she said, placing her hands before her, Prism’s length apart from each other. At least as well as she remembered it; after how many times she had played with it and taken him into her mouth and pussy she was fairly certain she was right.

The eyes of all three girls sparkled. “Nice,” they all said, smiling wildly. “So, how did the two of you start?” Fireblast asked. “Did you suck him off?”

“Yes; well, not at first. Um, I mean…” she stammered briefly. I guess it would be best to just tell them everything that happened. “Well, we started making out. I pushed him against the couch.”

“Knew you’d be the dominant one,” High Wind smirked.

Whirlwind smirked but gesture for her and others to stay quiet. “We slowly began undressing. When he took off my bra he started to caress my breasts and rub my nipples. I then took off his pants and boxes, and at first started to, well, give him a hand job I suppose, although I almost immediately started licking and kissing it. Then of course I took him into my mouth.”

“I bet he came not long after, huh,” Fireblast asked.

She blushed, remembering that it was indeed shortly afterwards. “Well-”

“Don’t worry, all guys are like that,” Morning Star said, giving Fireblast disappointed look. “Continue.”

“Did you choke on his cum or did he warn you in time?” Fireblast asked before she could resume.

Whirlwind frowned in annoyance, mostly because she was interrupted again, but when she was about to answer a voice from behind asked, “Well?”

She turned sharply. “Annie?!” Whirlwind exclaimed, surprised, as she saw her blind friend standing behind her. “Um, how long were you listening?”

“Long enough,” she replied, smirking. “Mind if I join you?” she asked, walking around her to stand next to the other girls.

Well, her biological mom was the one who had healed my arm, so I guess I… sorta owe her? Does that even makes sense? she paused to wonder, then stopped and just decided to agree.

“Sure, why not,” she said; as Annie was really close with Amber, she might hear some more stuff about them anyway. Whirlwind quickly introduced her to the other three before resuming. “After he came, I swallowed what got in my mouth and licked off what landed on my face. Prism then lifted me into the air and carried me to his bedroom, placed me on his bed. We began making out again, with Prism soon sliding down to my boobs and licking my nipples-”

“Nice,” Annie cut it, then, as if sensing the annoyed look Whirlwind gave her, she added, “Go on.”

“Then he took off my pants and slowly my panties, beginning to eat me out. He licked my lips and tongue fucked me, and when after some time he brushed against my clit with his nose I came. Prism continued to lick me, his tongue moving to my clit and brush my pussy with his finger. Then he stopped to take condoms. I put it on him, tugging gently on his penis, before straddling him and after slowly sliding him inside of me and resting a bit I began to ride him.”

“Resting?” Fireblast asked, then her brows lifted. “Oh, first time?”

“Yep,” she replied, blushing a bit.

Morning Star whistled. “First time and you ended up being fucked against a window?”

“She was?” Annie asked, turning her blind eyes to Morning Star.

“Yep, they even showed us a picture,” High Wind replied.

“Aw, that’s not fair,” Annie said, pouting, before turning back to Whirlwind and grinning. “So, go on, how did you get to the window?”

“I was getting to that,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Where was I… Oh right, I began riding Prism, and when I got used to having a dick inside I started to bounce up and down really fast. We both came together,” she said and, ignoring the ‘awww’ the other girls uttered jokingly, continued, “and after resting a bit I went to the kitchen to drink some water. Once I had drunk, I came by the window, just feeling turned on by being naked in front of one, and then Prism came up to me from behind. He kissed my neck a bit and caressed my body before gently pushing me against the window and entering me again, fucking me in a rather rough pace.”

“Damn,” Annie mused, “when we finish this I need to get T to fuck me, I’m so wet right now…” Whirlwind and the others looked at her. Again, as if sensing that, Annie glanced at the other Wonderbolts, “What? Don’t tell me you won’t be needing to change panties.”

“Well…maybe,” Fireblast admitted, winking. She cleared her throat and looked at Whirlwind expectantly. “So, he fucked you against the window, what next?”

“He thrust against me for a while until I finally came, then he turned me around and lifted me up, pressing my back against the window. Unfortunately, he didn’t last long, so I pounced on him and pinned him to the floor and turned around.”

“Sixty-nine?” High Wind asked, grinning.

“Yep,” Whirlwind nodded. “He tongue fucked me and sucked my clit while I made his dick hard again and took it into my mouth again. Prism shot his cum right down my throat, leaving only a bit in my mouth, as I came and spread juiced all over his face.”

“Damn,” Morning Star said, crossing her legs a bit. “I’m starting to regret that we didn’t leave this talk for shower after practice or something.”

Whirlwind couldn’t blame her; she too felt her pussy growing wet. Of course, though, she had a threesome to look forward to, and she was almost literally fresh from hours of fucking, she could cope.

Hastily, she continued retailed their carnal exploits. “Then we trained missionary,” Whirlwind said several minutes later. “Prism fucked me so hard that I came twice before him. Afterwards we rested a bit and played a bit with our genitals with our hands. When he got hard again, I put another condom and rode him again, this time with my back to him. I came first again, rubbing myself against his thigh as we fucked, then Prism grabbed me, turned around and rose holding me, laid me on the desk and resumed pumping into me. After he came, he kneeled down and sucked my clit until I also had an orgasm.”

Her friends were looking at her with wonder. “So, was that over?” High Wind asked.

“Well, no, we went to shower next, and although I didn’t plan on having sex there as we were already about to be late at that pace, but it was kinda hard-”

“I bet it was,” Annie murmured.

“- to not get excited in such tight space,” Whirlwind continued, frowning a bit at the weird for Annie tone. “So I turned my back to him, pressed my hands against the walls, and Prism fucked me from behind. We both came together again, and, well, it was the last condom we had, so even if we got horny again we kinda couldn’t have more sex. So we just washed and got here finally.

“Wow,” all four of them said after a few seconds. “That was the best first time I ever heard off,” Fireblast added, her eyes wide.

“Yeah, you’re really lucky,” High Wind added.

“No arguments here,” Annie said, then smirked. “Now, if you don’t mind, me and T are gonna occupy the bakery’s bathroom for about ten to twenty minutes, see you later,” she said and, not waiting for the others to reply, she took off, calling T’s name.

“Aww, I wanted to go use the bathroom,” Morning Star pouted; Whirlwind had noticed that she had been rubbing herself against table top from time to time for the last few minutes. “Think they would let me watch?”

“Dunno. Anyway, Whirlwind,” High Wind said, turning to her, “I think I’ll speak for all of us when I say we are a bit jealous of you; you better keep a close eye on your boyfriend, you hear?” she added, winking jokingly.

“Thanks for advice, I will,” Whirlwind said, giggling. “Though it will be a bit tough to keep an eye on him when he will be in Wonderbolts Academy-”

“Wait, what?” Fireblast exclaimed. “He’s going to join Wonderbolts?”

“Well, probably; I mean, he is a great flier, as good as me. He’s Rainbow Dash and Soarin’s son after all.”

Her three teammates shared looks. “Well, we knew about his parents of course,” Morning Star said, “but we didn’t expect to hear about him joining… like this. So, um…” she cleared her throat, “you know how some magazines publish some fan theories about what Wonderbolts do in showers after shows?”

Of course, Whirlwind knew, and because of that she burst with laughter. “Yeah, I know, though I think I’d have to discuss this with him.”

“You will?” Fireblast asked, raising an eyebrow.

She hesitated. “I don’t know, we just got back together, I-”

“No no, it’s alright, we totally understand,” High Wind said, raising her hands. “Thanks for just considering though.”

“Well, what are teammates for, right?” Whirlwind replied, smiling sheepishly.

Just a few hours ago I had sex for the first time, now I am going to have a threesome and considering fivesomes, she thought, shaking her hand inwardly with wonder. Whirlwind found herself wishing that the party would end so she could return to Prism’s place with him and Amber; both because she didn’t want to think too much about what she had just agreed to consider, and because recounting what they did made her horny.

Amber felt like skipping as she entered Prism’s apartment. Ever since Whirlwind gave the green light to the threesome idea, she couldn’t wait to finally start. The party, as cool as it was, paled in comparison to what now, after several hours of waiting, was about to happen.

“Nice place,” she said, looking around. “So, where else did you two do it? Besides by the window I mean.”

Whirlwind and Prism, who had entered after her, both looked at each other. “I.. guess we did it pretty much everywhere?” Whirlwind said, smiling sheepishly.

“Well, besides kitchen,” Prism added.

“Nice,” Amber said, smirking. “Got everything we need?” she asked, eyeing the bag Prism put on the kitchen table.

“Yeah, got plenty of condoms and plenty of water,” he assured her. “So, um…” he began, sounding a bit nervous, “how are we gonna… begin? I mean, should we-”

“Enough,” she told him, taking a step closer to both of them. “Get your asses into your bedroom, both of you,” she added commandingly, then slapped Whirlwind’s ass. “Today will be nice.”

Although at first they looked at her a little surprised, the slap motivated at least Whirlwind to obey. She took the bag with condoms with her and hurried towards a room down the hall. Amber smiled and turned to Prism, who still stood still. She raised an eyebrow. “You want me to spank you too?” she asked, pleased at the concept.

Prism raised his hands in defensive gesture. “Nope, I’m good,” he assured her, after which he passed her and followed after Whirlwind.

Smirking, Amber went after him, placing her hand on his ass. “Mmm, how firm,” she commented approvingly, loudly enough so that Whirlwind could hear her as they entered the bedroom.

“Thanks,” Prism replied, smiling uncomfortably as she gave his ass a little squeeze.

Amber glanced at Whirlwind; she seemed okay with her groping her boyfriend, which was a relief. She knew most people were weirdly obsessed about matters like those, and if Whirlwind would have been insecure like that it was make threesome a bit problematic.

Of course, while Amber hoped Whirlwind wouldn’t be jealous of stuff like that, this wouldn’t be as fun without causing some jealousy.

Pushing him gently against the wall, Amber pressed her body against his and kissed him on the lips. She felt Prism shudder in surprise, and for a moment remained limp in her embrace. Even his tongue didn’t move as she explored his mouth. However, he soon began to respond. His tongue came to life and wrestled with hers, while one of his hands found it’s way to her back, and the other…

Amber frowned, not feeling his other hand. She broke the kiss and looked to the side to see Prism’s other hand reaching for Whirlwind. By the time Amber noticed that she had already taken it and was now about to join them, smile on her face. “Aw, you guys are so sweet,” Amber commented, meaning every word. Leaving Prism’s mouth for Whirlwind, she leaned down to his neck and nibbled on it.

She felt Whirlwind’s body press against her and Prism, with her arm stretching to embrace her too. Amber appreciated that she was so considered of her too, though when she felt her hand go down her body she was surprised. She glanced at Whirlwind who winked at her playfully as she groped her ass. Impressed at her friend’s boldness, she decided to take things up a notch.

Amber brought one hand to Prism’s and guided it towards her breast. She leaned back a bit so he could comfortably feel it up. “Like my boobs?” she asked innocently.

Prism, whom Whirlwind just freed from their kiss, looked at her. “Um…” he mumbled, puzzled.

“Aren’t they big and firm?” she asked, barely stopping herself from looking at Whirlwind for now. “Wouldn’t you like to play with them?”

He still hadn’t answered, probably mindful of Whirlwind. She could almost see tiny cogs moving in his male brain, trying to come with a good answer for this situation. Smirking, she once again took his hand, and this time she led it under her shirt.

His mouth opened as he felt her skin under his palm, but if he wanted to finally reply he missed his chance. Whirlwind leaned closer and kissed him aggressively, while her hand traveled down, into his pants. Amber, who could feel his manhood through them, brushing against her leg, could hardly blame her eagerness to play with it. She was growing wet at the mere thought of it being so close to her pussy. As Prism squeezed her boob gently, Amber pressed her crotch against his leg and slowly started dry humping him. A groan let her know that on her end Whirlwind began massaging his dick.

I wonder how big it is… she mused as she leaned to his neck, kissed it, then moved to his ear.

“Help me with this shirt,” she whispered.

Though already busy kissing Whirlwind, groping her boob and getting a handjob, Prism heard her and was happy to oblige. He opened his eyes to look at her as he let go of her breast, grabbed her shirt and pulled it up. Amber raised her hands, letting him take it off her, and when it was done, she took the opportunity to look where his other hand was busy. As she had guessed, it was buried in Whirlwind’s pants, Prism was groping her ass with it.

Free of her shirt, Amber kissed his neck in acknowledgement, then slid down his body, right down where Whirlwind’s hand was, and more importantly, the thing she was playing with. Since he helped me with my shirt, it is only fair I will help him with his pants, Amber thought she grabbed them. Partially unzipped already thanks to Whirlwind’s efforts, they came off easily, along with his boxers. Finally able to see his dick, Amber clicked her tongue in satisfaction. It was as big as she had hoped. She leaned closer to the tip, careful to not disturb Whirlwind, who was hard at work, pulled the foreskin down and licked it. Her tongue slowly began circling around the head, before finally she took it into her mouth. She moaned at the sensation of having a piece of manhood in her, wishing she could take more. Amber’s tongue moved under the head as she sucked it, wondering how to go about giving Prism a full blowjob. She looked at Whirlwind’s hand, then back at her, and finally entwined her hand with hers, squeezing it.

When Whirlwind looked down, she withdraw a bit, removing Prism’s head from her mouth so she could speak. “You had him all day,” Amber said, faking a pout.

Whirlwind rolled her eyes in response and removed her hand, much to Amber’s satisfaction. Eager to see how much of his dick she could take, she opened her mouth wide and began to slide it down her mouth. She felt it brush against her tongue as she tried to take it deeper and deeper, but had to stop shortly after passing the halfmark. His tip reached the back of her mouth and caused her to gag. She spit it out, then tried again, trying to take more of him. This time Amber managed to control her gag reflex and slid him further down her throat. Pleased with herself, she began to bob her head up and down, curious how long Prism could hold up.

She looked up to see what Whirlwind was doing. Apparently, as Amber sucked his dick off, she was doing his best at sucking his face. Her mouth was pressed against his and they were kissing deeply, not stopping for breath as she watched them. When they finally parted, they did so only long enough to take off their shirts, then resumed tongue wrestling. Prism hands also made their way to her bra’s hooks and unzipped it quicker then Amber assumed he would. When Whirlwind’s bra fell on top of her head, she spared a moment to look at her breasts before she threw it off somewhere and resumed her task. She bobbed her head, her tongue working on the underside of his dick. Amber brought her hand up to his balls, fondling them. That gained some reaction off him; he brought his hand to the back of her head and started gently pushing her down. She smiled around his dick, feeling his fingers entwine through her hair, and speeded up.

A gasp came from above her. “Amber,” Prism started to warn her, “I’m about to cum.”

Carefully sliding off to not cause him to go off, Amber looked up. “I want your hot spunk in my mouth,” she said, smiling, before swallowing his dick back again. Another gasp from above told her that he was indeed close, and after bring her head down and up again she felt his balls tighten in her hand a split second before Prism exploded in her mouth.

Her eyes bulged, not expecting so much cum to come out of him after apparently having a sex marathon just a few hours ago.She quickly swallowed the first load before any of the hot liquid could escape her mouth, not wanting to look bad in front of Whirlwind (or, well, from below), then the next one. When she felt Prism relax, she let his dick slide of her mouth and looked up through half-lid eyes. Amber waited for both of them to look up before she parted her lips a little, showing them all the cum inside, then closing them and swallowing loudly.

Raising up, she locked her gaze with Whirlwind. “Did you like seeing me go down on your boyfriend?” she asked in a lusty tone.

Her brow raised before she smirked and replied. “Yeah, that was hot.”

“Good,” Amber said, then stretched her legs a bit after standing on her knees for so long. “Such a big, hard dick,” she mused, looking at Prism. “Sucking you off made me so wet.” Amber slid her hand into her panties, finger brushing her very wet pussy. “I can’t wait you to fuck me as hard as her.”

In the corner of her eye she saw Whirlwind rolling her eyes. Ignoring her, she continued to play with her nethers as both of them watched, her free hand working on sliding off her pants. She left her panties off for now, wanting them to see just how wet she was.

“Like what you see?” she asked both of them. It didn’t escape her notice that Prism’s dick began to twitch, while Whirlwind moved her crotch up and down against his leg. “Both of you want to fuck me, don’t you? Want me to ride you roughly, or maybe bent down on all fours?” She smiled and paused, watching them struggle with figuring out hot to reply, before she turned around. “But before that… could one of you help me out with my bra?” Amber asked suggestively moving closer to Prism.

She didn’t have to wait long for him to undo her bra. Amber let it fall to the floor. “Thanks,” she purred, pressing her backside against his leg and sliding it down a bit as a ‘thank you’ before turning around. Her breast jiggled as she moved. “You know, I don’t think you’ve answered my questions earlier; do you like my boobs?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. Glancing at Whirlwind, she added, “Although I see maybe this question should be directed to both of you too.”

Whirlwind blushed and looked away. Amber giggled and crossed her arms behind her head, giving them a better view of her breasts. “C’mon Whirlwind, don’t tell me you’re jealous of these babies,” she said, wiggling them and brushing against Prism.

She grimaced and response, then sighed in defeat. “Fine, I am jealous a bit,” she murmured, eyeing her boobs.

Amber smiled and moved to stand closer to her. “So, you like my boobs?” When Whirlwind nodded, she grabbed both of them by hands and placed them on her breasts. “Well then, don’t let me stop you from playing with them.”

Both of them shared a look, with Prism smiling sheepishly and Whirlwind rolling her eyes, before Amber felt each gently squeeze their boobs, each in their own way. He moved his hand so that his thumb could move around her nipple, and after a few moments leaned over and licked it. She, on the other hand, groped her other boob and shook her arm a bit. While they were pleasuring her, Amber just stood there enjoying the attention, groaning quietly from the wonderful feeling, pausing only to take off her panties.

She would let them stay like this longer, but Prism’s rapidly growing dick caught her attention. Licking her lips, she decided to move things along. “I think we stood like this enough,” she said, turning to address them. “Wanna move this to the bed?”

Neither of them objected, so they got to the bed, with Prism pausing only to remove his pants completely. Already on the bed, Whirlwind followed his example and got busy removing hers… which left Prism for Amber.

She pushed him against the bed, making him land on his back, and then she straddled him, pressing her wet crotch against his penis.

“Hey!” Whirlwind exclaimed at the sight, pouting. She crawled closer and kneeled next to them. “You just had a turn with him.”

“Girl, that was just a blow job, this hardly compares,” Amber explained, smirking. “I want to see how much fun you had with him already,” she added, smearing Prism’s dick in her juices.

Whirlwind rolled her eyes. “Fine,” she said, leaning to the bag and taking a wrapper, which she gave her. “But I am getting back at you later for this.”

Amber raised an eyebrow with interest. “Oh? What do you have in mind? Will you spank me?”

“Among some other things,” Whirlwind told her, looking her up and down with half-lid eyes that send shiver down her spine. “But for now enj- aaaahh...” her words became incoherent moan.

As the two of them bickered, Prism, ignored for the moment by both of them, stretched his hand over between Whirlwind’s legs and into her pussy, his pointing and index fingers caressing its sides while the middle one brushed her soaked lips. She gasped in pleasure and pressed her crotch against his hand. Amber smiled seeing Prism take care of Whirlwind’s needs, then concentrated on her own. Quickly unwrapping the condom and putting it on his dick, she rose, helped to positions it with her hand, and, with the tip pressing against her lips, she began to slide down.

A gasp escaped her as Prism slowly filled her insides. “Oooh, good thing you two made me so wet,” she moaned as she continued to slide more and more of his member into her pussy. “Otherwise I doubt I could get that monster of a dick inside of me.”

Whirlwind gave her a dreamy, unfocused look, probably recalling the first time Prism had entered her, as she played with her breasts while humping his hand. Prism in turn smirked hearing the praise, his free hand moving up her body to her boobs. Amber smiled as she felt him squeeze her breast, but a heartbeat later she felt him hilt inside of her, overriding all her other senses. Lost in the wonderful feeling, she began to bounce up and down, starting very slowly but steadily increasing speed.

Guessing by his face, Prism definitely liked what she was doing. However, Amber couldn’t help but wonder what was he enjoying more; the sensation of her riding his dick, or that because of that her boobs were bouncing too. That would explain why he is staring at them, Amber thought hazily. She was having trouble keeping her thoughts lucid, so lost she was to pleasure. By the time Prism began to thrust in time with her pelvis’ moves she was panting, with her her tongue hanging down like a dog.

“Yeeess! Ough, I’m so envious that you’ll have this everyday,” she moaned, turning to Whirlwind, just in time to see her raise on her knees.

Confused and curious, she watched her crawl closer to Prism’s head. Whirlwind moved one leg above him and placed in on the other side, then leaned down, straddling him… and obscuring his view of Amber. As she positioned her pussy above him mouth, Whirlwind glanced back and stick her tongue at her.

Amber couldn’t help but snort with laughter. She leaned closer to her and grabbed her from behind, groping her breasts. Whirlwind arched her back, leaning back. “Like my boobs?” she asked her own question teasingly.

“Of course,” she replied, stretching to kiss her neck. Her fingers rubbed Whirlwind’s nipples as she added, “I adore your tits,” and kissed her on the cheek before she resumed riding Whirlwind’s boyfriend’s dick, feeling her orgasm approaching.

“Oooh, I’m cumming!” she screamed a few seconds later, feeling as if her heated pussy exploded. She sprayed her juices all over Prism’s dick, riding out her orgasm, as he apparently - judging by the noises Whirlwind was making - worked hard on bringing his girlfriend to one too. His hands were squeezing her ass, pressing her against his face. Amber, who started to come back to her senses, looked at them with interest. She dismounted from Prism, glancing down to see his erect dick appear out of her pussy, then crawled around him and Whirlwind, curious how her face looks when she has an orgasm.

Her mouth was open and she was panting, just like she had mere moments before, and her eyes were closed. Prism, obviously having a lot of practice this morning, tongue-fucked her intensively, as his nose rubbed against her clit. Wanting to be a part of this, Amber leaned closer to them, brought her hand up to Whirlwind’s breasts and fondled it caringly. She opened her eyes and looked down at her. Amber, smiling, brought her head to it too and started to slowly lick her nipple.

Already close, that pushed Whirlwind over the edge. She moaned loudly as she came, shivering as her orgasm washed over her. Amber let go of her and leaned back, watching her hump Prism’s face, her hand rubbing her pussy.

This is so hot, she thought as Whirlwind slowly calmed down.

Whirlwind breathed heavily, raising a bit and moving to the side to let Prism breathe easier. There were some of her juices sprayed over his face, but he quickly proceeded to clean them and began to raise to. She looked at Amber, who was masturbating right next to them. Noticing that, their friend smiled, and Whirlwind replied… with a mischievous grin.

Glancing at Prism and seeing that he was still hard, and nodded at her rear as she crawled towards Amber. Her eyes followed her, intrigued, as she slowly moved to stand on all fours between her legs, with her head near her pussy. Amber smiled and spread her legs wider, giving her a better access… and with her hands she spread her pussy’s lips, giving her a better view.

Although she had seen Amber naked a lot of times before, Whirlwind never took such a good look at her private regions before. It was surprisingly pink inside. Curious, she leaned closer and gave her insides a brief lick. Amber gasped at her ministration, and when Whirlwind pulled back one of her hands moved back to place a finger back inside.

I don’t think so, Whirlwind thought, grinning. She moved a bit close so that she could place her hands comfortably under Amber’ tights, then reached over them and grabbed her wrists, forcing her hands down to her sides. Amber looked at her, surprised by what she was doing, though not alarmed. She just smiled and leaned back, intending probably to enjoy her oral treatment. I wonder about it…

Recalling how during their earlier marathon Prism licked her, she pressed her tongue first below her pussy, above her anus, then slowly began to drug it upward. She stuck to the very edge of Amber’s pussy, intending to circle around her lips for as long as possible.

Feeling Prism’s hands on her ass, Whirlwind arched her back without stopping. She did pause to moan as he slid his “monster dick”, as Amber had called it, into her, but then continued her dance around her pussy. As Prims fucked her and rocked her body back and forth, the momentum carried to Amber. She tried to raised her hands, probably wanting to masturbate, but Whirlwind hold them down and didn’t let her. Amber groaned unhappily, trying to instead grind her pussy against her face, but she simply pulled back bit. She moved her tongue closer to her lips as she laid down again, but didn’t touch them.

“Stop teasing me,” Amber said, flustered.

Amber paused for a moment to look her in the eyes. “Told you I’d get back at you,” she half said, half panted as Prism continued to thrust into her, then got back to her task with satisfactions as Amber groaned once again.

With Prism fucking her from behind, she found it difficult to focus on pleasuring Amber (Or, well, torturing her in this case, she mused). She wondered if he had the same difficulty earlier when Amber rode him. Speaking off, she noted as he quickened his pace and leaned down, his hand rubbing her clit, he must be close now. Being fresh after her own orgasm, she doubted he could get her close to the next one so soon, although she appreciated his efforts. She focused on stimulating Amber, even as she heard Prism gasp behind her and hilt inside of her, stopping. Whirlwind only glanced at him and winked lovingly and resumed her task.

“Whirlwiiind,” Amber moaned, pouting, as Prisms slowly slid out of her, “don’t make me beg!”

Knowing this would frustrate her even more, she stopped licking her and rose to look her in the eyes. “Oh, calm down, Prism is going to fuck you in a few moments.”

“Really? Oh, thanks,” Amber exclaimed with relief. “But, before his soldiers stands in attention again,” she added in a sultry tone, glancing at him briefly, “couldn’t you-”

“No,” she replied, smirking. “This is a punishment, remember?”

“Oh come on, I know you want to suck that pussy,” Amber said, smirking in turn.

Rolling her eyes, Whirlwind turned to Prism. “Can you do something with your mouth?”

He nodded, smiling, and crawled towards Amber, leaned down and kissed her. Amber, although at first seemed reluctant, as she probably intended to talk Whirlwind into tending to her lips and past them, quickly began to return it. Knowing she wouldn’t get more interruptions, Whirlwind started to lick around her pussy again. Up and down, around, coming closer with her lips only to stop right as she was about to touch them, then starting all over. Not needing to keep her ass upward anymore, she laid down on bed, straightening out her knees and pressing her pussy against the sheet, wishing she could spare one hand. But knowing what she was doing to Amber, how she reduced her to almost begging for more direct touch, was too arousing for her to quit now.

“Prism…” she began, looking up, wanting to tell him to let her know when his dick would be back to one hundred percent. However, when she looked at him, she noticed that he was no longer kissing Amber. He had moved closer to her head and pressed his crotch to her face, close enough to allow her to work on his member. Seeing Amber with Prism’s dick in her mouth made her pussy almost burn, but for now she could wait. “Carry on,” she said instead, returning to her ministrations.

Prism grunted as Amber sucked on his deflated dick, wishing it would get hard faster. Seeing his girlfriend working on another girl’s pussy was a massive turn on for him. He was sure his dick would soon be up and running, but he wanted to fuck their brains out here and now.

Amber was surprisingly good at sucking man’s dick, better than Whirlwind when they first started this morning, although by now she had improved a lot. As she slowly got his dick back to it’s useful state, Prism wondered briefly where she had learned that. He knew she and Hot Head had a weird relationship, but he stroke him as the best candidate. However, he quickly abandoned that train of thoughts, not only because it wasn’t his business, but also because he doubted that thinking of Hot Head at this moment would help his actual business.

Noticing a strand of her hair on her face, he gently brushed it aside, causing Amber to moan something that sounded like “Aww,” around his dick, then leaned towards her boobs. He couldn’t tell why, but he really liked them. He liked Whirlwind’s more of course, if he had to chose he would play with hers, but there was simply something attracting about Amber’s boobs size. He knew most guys liked big breasts before, but even now he didn’t understand why.

Regardless of his weird “male mind’s” reasons, he bend down to squeeze her boobs. Amber’s moans intensified, and she increased her efforts to get him hard. As much as she could while being held by Whirlwind that is. Still, as Prism massaged one of her nipples between his thumb and pointing finger, he felt himself grow inside her mouth. He leaned back, his dick ready for use, and Amber licked his shaft and winked.

“Whirlwind,” she called, looking down between her legs, “your stallion is ready for another race!”

She raised her head from her pussy and glanced at his dick, then licked her lips hungrily. “Alright,” Whirlwind said, letting go of Amber’s hands and crawling away. Finally free, she rose to a sitting position, massaging her wrists exaggeratedly, while Whirlwind moved towards him and kissed him. “Fuck her hard,” she whispered into his ear before turning to Amber.

I have the best girlfriend ever. Period, Prism thought, looking at her lovingly.

Amber opened her mouth as she noticed Whirlwind’s attention was one her, probably to say something guessing by her surprise as Whirlwind pressed her lips against hers. She quickly regained her composure and began to kiss back, their arms entwining one another. Still kissing, Whirlwind pulled her down, lying on her back with Amber on top of her, opening one eye to look at Prism, then her pupil moved down before returning to gaze at him.

Understanding, Prism nodded and crawled behind them and rose to his knees. Being on the edge of the bed, he leaned to the bag and took another wrapper, opened it quickly and took the condom, throwing the wrapping away, making a note to clean later. Remembering what Whirlwind had said before, after putting the rubber on his dick he positioned it to align with Amber’s entrance. Feeling him, she arched her back a bit, and as Prism glanced down before entering her he saw one of her hands rubbing Whirlwind’s pussy below her. Now even more turned on, he thrusted gently, his dick passing through her wet folds. Once he was in, he pulled back, almost leaving her pussy, and obeyed Whirlwind’s command.

He fucked her hard.

He started thrusting into her roughly, grabbing her hips for leverage. At some point before Amber must have freed her mouth from the kiss as she started to scream loudly in pleasure. Prism gave her ass a slap, thinking how when they started she wanted to slap him, and continued at his rough pace. He heard Whirlwind moan too, so he assumed Amber continued to play with her pussy with her hand. He looked down at her, kissing Amber’s neck, one hand squeezing her tit and other around her back. Their eyes met; both of them smiled. Prism was certain she enjoyed watching him fuck Amber as he watched them make out.

Next time we should get some strap-ons or something, he thought, fantasizing about Whirlwind fucking Amber like he was now, or the other way around. He almost paused mid-thrust at the realization that he was already thinking about their next threesome. Huh, and to think a few hours ago I didn’t want to consider a threesome. Heck, this morning I didn’t even know I was going to have sex, Prism thought, gazing at Whirlwind, thinking about how much he loved her and how amazing she was.

Amber’s screams brought him out of his reverie a second before her pussy squeezed his dick. Realizing she just reached her orgasm, Prism considered sliding out of her and start to fuck Whirlwind, but she had told him to fuck Amber, and he was nowhere near his own orgasm yet. So he continued to thrust into Amber, making her moans continue. Slapping her ass again, with his balls slapping Whirlwind’s pussy below, Prism worked on getting her to cum one more time (or two more times if he can keep his stamina up). He looked down on Amber, who was panting between her screams like a dog, just as she glanced back. The corner of her mouth curled up, but her mind was too far gone at the moment to focus on making a full smirk. She was lost to pleasure of being pounded by him.

The thought made him slam his hips harder against her, wanting to hear her orgasm scream again. Amber closed her eyes, shouting something incoherent, as Prism rocket her world. He continued his thrusts, feeling pleasure build up inside of him too, when finally he felt her reach her peak again and utter the same shout. Slowing down a bit, he waited until her moans grew quiet, then slid out of her, and in one swift and precise move he entered Whirlwind's pussy.

His girlfriend gasped with pleasure at the unexpected intrusion. She looked into his eyes as he grasped her leg to move her closer to him and slowly began to build up the same pace he had fucked Amber with. Prism looked back, gazing into those beautiful blue eyes that he loved, feeling her warm pussy around his dick. Amber, who had recovered after her orgasm, started to kiss her neck and caress her boob. Whirlwind moaned loudly, still keeping her eyes on him, as both of them slowly approached their orgasms.

They came together, Whirlwind screaming and her pussy squeezing around him, Prism grunting loudly as his balls emptied their load into the condom. He stayed inside of her for a few more breaths, breathing heavily, before he slid down and fell down on the bed next to her and Amber, exhausted. In the corner of the eye he noticed Amber rolling from Whirlwind and lying on her back too.

The three of them laid like that in silence for several moments, neither speaking a word. Finally, Amber spoke up, “So,” she said and paused to take another breath, “who’s crawling on top of whom? I’m kinda too tired to move for the moment.”

Beside him, Whirlwind snorted with laughter. “Aw, did my boyfriend fucked you so hard you can’t move?”

“Yeah, he’s like a sex machine,” Amber giggled. “Also, you have a bigger dick than Hot Head.”

Prism blinked and rose on his elbows. “Wait, really?” he asked Amber, grinning with satisfaction.

“Oh great,” Whirlwind exclaimed, rolling her eyes. “As if his ego needed to get bigger.”

“Meh, he deserves it, he worked hard,” Amber countered, winking at him.

“You have a point,” Whirlwind admitted. “So, you and Hot Head?”

She waved her hand dismissively. “It’s a long story, I will tell you two some other time.”

“Can’t wait to hear it,“ Whirlwind replied, then looked up at the ceiling thoughtfully. “So, does one of you have an idea what try next?”

Unsurprisingly, it was Amber who answered, “I have a thought.”

As her tongue licked Whirlwind’s folds, Amber kept feeling a temptation to give her the same treatment as she gave her. Luckily for her friend, she continued to resist it with almost minimal effort. Whirlwind’s pussy tasted too good to simply tease her like that, not to mention that what she had done before was just part of the fun. Also, since Amber was the one to suggest making this circle, it would be unfair if she didn’t contribute as much as the other.

She moved her head a bit to glance at Whirlwind, her head bobbing up and down’s Prism’s erect penis, then looked down to Prism tending to her own pussy. She had to admit that he was quite good with his tongue; Amber wasn’t now surprised why Whirlwind proved so skilled before, she must have learned first hand how to work on girl's’ nethers with mouth from her boyfriend. And Whirlwind seemed to be taking good care of Prism, given that he was already hard.

Amber returned her attention back to the pussy before her. She slid her tongue out of it and leaned forward to wrap her lips around Whirlwind’s clit. As she began to suck it, she heard her moan around her mouthful. Her tongue flickered her clit inside her mouth while she herself felt Prism use similar technique on her. Amber wanted to gasp, but she felt that Whirlwind was close to an orgasm, so she didn’t stop, instead licked her against before burying her tongue in her pussy again. Her own climax was fast approaching, and she wondered which one of them would reach it first.

Both happened so close to each other that Amber couldn’t tell which one of them won this “competition” inside of her mind. However, as she took deep breaths after her ogasm and looked around, licking off Whirlwind’s juices off her face, she saw Prism’s dick still standing in attention, covered only in saliva, as his girlfriend panted next to it..

“Looks like Prism wins,” she mused, smirking.

“Kinda doesn’t feel like it,” he replied, smiling sheepishly.

“I think I have an idea you might like,” Amber replied, winking. She rose up and stretched. “And for the record, next time we try something like this we should do it on the floor.”

“Yeah, your bed is a bit too small for us to make a circle like this,” Whirlwind added, also raising to a sitting position. “I was concerned I would fall of the edge.”

“Guess I should get a bigger bed,” Prism said, smirking, as Aber crawled towards his dick.

She glanced at Whirlwind, who nodded and moved to his head instead. Amber waited for her make room for her before she bend down above his penis. Her first instinct was to give him a blowjob, but she had a better idea that she wanted to try out.

Glancing at Prism, who just parted from a short kiss with Whirlwind, she leaned closer, grasped her boobs, and positioned herself so that his dick be right between them, and then she squeezed it with her breasts. Prism immediately looked down at the new feelings, and so did his girlfriend.

Amber just winked in reply as she to slide her boobs up and down, grateful to Whirlwind for providing a lubricant, and teasing Prism with short licks whenever his tip came close to her mouth. She smirked when his hips thrusted forward, bringing him closer to her lips. “Yes, fuck my boobs,” Amber moaned lustily, bobbing faster. “Cum on me!” she commended, and a mere second later hot white cum shot from his cock right at her face.

As Prism gasped with satisfaction at his release, she rolled her tongue around her mouth, licking all of it as she slowed down. Amber gave his dick a last lick as she let go of her boobs and leaned back. Cleaning herself up, she watched as Prism and Whirlwind made out, kissing lustily and brushing their hands against each other body.

She gave Whirlwind’s ass a little slap to get her attention. When she broke the kiss and looked at her, confused and slightly irritated, Amber nodded at Prism’s cock. Understanding what she meant at once, Whirlwind smirked and crawled towards it. Both of them leaned down and began running their tongues around his deflated penis, doing their best to make him hard again.

Of course, their tongues brushed against it each other almost all the time, and occasionally they kissed above his dick. Amber brought her hand around her head, bringing her closer to her, while Whirlwind leaned with her hand and played with her tit.

“You two are so hot,” Prism murmured, clearly not minding them paying him less attention. The sight of them making out while tending to his dick was enough to make him grow hard again. Both Amber and Whirlwind parted when they saw him member standing in attention, each looking at it with hunger. “So, anything specific either of you want to try next?”

Amber mused. Well, there is one more thing I wanted to try…

Squeezing her hips harder, Prism continued to thrust against Amber, pounding her against the window as she had asked. The sounds of her moans and sight of her tits bouncing at against the glass’ surface was making it difficult for him to not cum, but he held on.

“Oh sweet mother of Celestia,” Amber panted in brief breaks between lustful moans, “this is wonderful! Fuck me harder!”

Prism was more than happy to oblige and increased his pace, which turned her moans into shrieks. Fortunately, at that moment Whirlwind closed the other window, so they didn’t have to worry about his neighbors complaining about them being too loud.

“Alright, got it,” Whirlwind said, showing first Amber, then him the phone with which she had leaned from the other window earlier. She had made an excellent picture of Amber being fucked against the window, just like the one Amber herself had made of them a few hours again. “Remember to send it to us later,” she added, throwing the phone carefully on the couch before turning her attention to them.

Without slowing down, Prism leaned to kiss his girlfriend as he pounded their friend. Taking one of his hands off Amber’s hips he pulled Whirlwind closer. She deepened the kiss as his hand travelled down to squeeze her ass, noticing that her own hand crept between Amber’s legs.

Whatever Whirlwind had done, it pushed her over the edge. With a loud shriek of pleasure, her pussy’s grasp on his dick tightened as it tried to milk him for all his worth. Prism slid out of her after a few seconds and leaned to kiss Amber, grasping both of her tits briefly, before he felt Whirlwind pull him back. Interested what she was planning to do and still aching for his own release, he let her direct him back into his living room, and then push him gently down on the table where not so long ago they ate.

Huh, not exactly comfortable, Prism noted as he laid on his back; the table was cold and solid, a huge contrast from bed. Thinking back to how earlier this day he fucked Whirlwind on the desk in his bedroom he felt a slight guilt, but he quickly stopped when he remembered her moans. Besides, I have some other things to focus on, he thought as Whirlwind straddled him, sliding his cock inside of her pussy.

His hands went to her hips as she began to ride him, gazing in his eyes and smirking. “You better not cum before me,” she said playfully. “I might let Amber slap your ass a few times.”

He smirked, thrusting up in sync with her. “Who said I wouldn’t enjoy it?” he teased.

“Aw, need to try it then,” Amber said happily, walking to join them. “I’ll do you a favor and shut your mouth before you say anything more that you might regret later,” she added, coming behind his head and kneeling down. “Put that tongue of yours to good use,” Amber said as her pussy became all he could see.

Taking one hand from Whirlwind’s hips, he grabbed Amber’s ass from behind and pulled it closer, dragging his tongue across her opening. As he proceeded to in turn lick and suck her insides, loud squelching noises from above hims in breaks between the two girl’s moans told him began to make out. Knowing that made it difficult for him to not burst inside of Whirlwind, but remembering her warning and not wanting to finish before her anyway he focused his thoughts on something not sexy at all. So basically a total opposite of what’s happening now, he mused as he licked Amber’s clit.

“Ooooh,” he heard Amber moan, humping his face, “your boyfriend is well-trained.”

“I know,” Whirlwind panted. “You are welcome to join us some more times by the way. Wouldn’t want you missing on sex with us.” She tried to giggle, but her laughed transformed into shouts. “Ooh! I’m cumming!”

Hearing his lover announce her orgasm, Prism let himself go too. As Whirlwind’s pussy squeezed around his cock, he felt his balls pump cum thought his dick into the condom. At the same time, he felt Amber shudder, and his face was sprayed in her juices. The three of them rode their orgams, some more vocal about it than others, and slowly calmed down.

“Well,” Amber said slowly in breaks between panting, “that’s one tough table,” she said, snorting with laughter, as she rose from Prism and fell on the couch. “I was sure it would break at some point.”

“Yeah,” Prism muttered, suddenly worried. As Whirlwind got up too, he quickly rolled down from the table and rose from the floor. He turned to the couch, and saw, to his confusion, both girls looking at something on the phone. “What are you looking at?”

Instead of replying, Amber just waved for him to come closer. Intrigued, he went to lean above her and looked at her phone. On the screen was a picture, but not the one Whirlwind had made earlier. This one was clearly a selfie Amber just made; she had managed to capture all three of them, Prism’s hair sticking out from under her ass, his dick buried in Whirlwind’s folds, and the two making out, with Amber free hand playing with Whirlwind’s tits while she kissed her neck and squeezed both of her boobs.

“Nice picture, huh?” Amber said, smirking. “It was a bit hard to get this angle, especially with you eating me out, but I think I managed to capture it well.”

“Yeah, send us this one too,” Whirlwind replied, grinning.

Prism nodded in agreement too, stretching out; his back felt a bit sore after two girls rode him on the table. “Anybody feels like taking a shower?” he asked, noticing that he at least might need it.

“Only if by ‘shower’ you mean ‘fuck some more in the bathroom’,” Amber replied, smirking.

“Sure he does,” Whirlwind said before you could respond. “Why do you think we were late?” she added, giving him a wink.

Whirlwind turned on the warm water in the shower as they all got into the cabin. It was a bit tight for three people, but she was sure they would manage. She looked at the other two, her gaze drawn almost immediately to drops of water running down Prism’s dick and Amber’s tits.

“Aaaah, this is pleasant,” Amber mused, enjoying the warmth. She rose her arms to gather her wet hair behind her head. “Enjoying the view?” she added teasingly.

Noticing that Prism was also looking at her boobs at the moment, Whirlwind giggled. “Can you blame us? You have such amazing tits,” she said sultry, coming closer to Amber and pressing her against Prism.

His hands came from behind her and groped her breasts as he kissed her neck. Whirlwind pressed her body against Amber’s kissing her neck from the other side as she felt her arms around her. One hand came to her chin and lifted her head up as Amber leaned down to kiss her. Whirlwind entwined her tongue with hers, and feeling Prism’s gaze upon the two of them turned her on even more.

She continued to make out with Amber as she felt him remove his hands from her boobs. When Whirlwind turned to look at him, she found him kneeling below them, gently pushing their legs away to make room for him. Once he had access, he slid his hand up their thighs and run his fingers through their pussies.

Both she and Amber moaned into each other mouth feeling him invade their insides, and started to pleasure each other more. Their kissed deeper, and each grabbed the other by their breasts, with Whirlwind fondling them and Amber rubbing her nipples.

Whirlwind felt Prism remove his fingers and give her pussy a lick, so she spread her legs a bit wider to give him more room. She also felt Amber shook as she started to hump his hand. Prism soon switched, and licked Amber’s pussy while bringing back his hand to Whirlwind’s. After spending roughly the same time on her as earlier on his girlfriend, he rose and started to kiss both of them hungrily.

When he was kissing Amber, Whirlwind looked down and noticed to a slight surprise that he was already wearing a condom. She reached down and took a hold of his cock. Gaining Prism’s attention, she gave him an alluring smile he couldn’t resist. She let him push her gently against the wall and lift her thighs as he entered her and began to fuck her against the wall.

Whirlwind moaned feeling the sensation of him filling her again, magnified by the feeling of water running down on them. She gasped in ecstasy as his balls slapped against her in every thrusts, feeling how he was squeezing her thighs and her legs flapping behind him. When Amber joined them, she leaned to kiss her before letting her bend down to lick her nipples, sensing that she was also reaching with one hand down to fondle Prism’s balls.

All those things combined where too much for her. She came with a scream, milking Prism’s cock. As soon as she stopped shuddering, Prism put her down gently and slid out of her pussy. Whirlwind watched him lazily as he walked around Amber and made her bend down to almost all fours. Smiling, she watched her boyfriend enter her and start thrusting against her in quick pace. Whirlwind kneeled down on the floor, wanting to watch Amber’s boobs bounce because of the fast motion. Amber, noticing her close, grabbed her and pulled her close, kissing her. Whirlwind reached to her boobs and played with them, feeling them bounce in her hands because of her boyfriend rough thrusts. She reached further down Amber’s body to her pussy, feeling Prism’s dick move inside of her, and rubbed her clit, enticing moans from her. They continue to make out until Amber, with a loud shriek, came, joined by Prism’s grunts as he apparently also reached his climax. He thrust into her three more times before he stopped, then slid out of her and both of them joined Whirlwind on the floor of the shower cabin, with water still pouring.

“That… was amazing,” Amber panted, leaning against the wall.

Whirlwind smiled. “No arguments here.”

Prism also nodded, though he remained silent for a few more heartbeats, catching his breath. “So,” he finally spoke up, “are we sleeping here? If so, can one of you turn off the water?”

Both girls giggled, imagining what kind of water bill Prism would have to pay if they would just fall asleep right then.

“It’s an interesting idea, but I think your bed will be more comfortable,” Whirlwind said, raising with some difficulty, and turning off the water.

Helping the other two get up, they headed towards his bedroom, stopping only to briefly towel themselves up. Not bothering about stupid stuff like pyjamas, they fell on the bed, with Prism landing a spot in the middle (Lucky, Whirlwind thought), Amber on his right and Whirlwind on his left. She cuddled closer to them as Amber put on the covers on them, feeling very tired, warm, safe and happy.

As she was about to drift off into sleep, she heard Prism murmur: “Best day ever…”

Wonderbolts' Academy is a Good Place for Lovers

Author's Note

... Happy birthday, Jenny, wherever you are...

Wonderbolts' Academy is a Good Place for Lovers

Despite how fast he was beating his wings, Whirlwind was still keeping up with him, and in fact just now managed to get a bit ahead of him if he was not mistaken. It was hard to tell with how fast they were flying.

Guess she had returned to her shape too, he mused as the passed two trees they had agreed was the finish line.

They both landed on the ground and shifted their wings back into hands, needing to rest a bit. Whirlwind had insisted on doing five hundred laps around the park; an exercise quite frequent in the Wonderbolts Academy. They’ve been doing those laps and some other workout for a few days, both in order to help her get back to her shape before she got wounded in the fire, as well as get Prism ready for the Academy.

“Well, I think you’re going to do just fine,” Whirlwind said, looking back at him and rubbing her shoulders. She walked over to the bag they left under a tree and fell down next to it, leaning against the tree and drinking water. “Although I wouldn’t put it past Captain Spitfire to be extra hard on you.”

“Lucky me,” Prism joked, joining her. “Yeah, I can see Auntie Spitfire doing that; probably as a payback for joining only now and not as soon as I reached the minimal age.”

She elbowed him playfully. “I meant that she wouldn’t want anybody to think you are getting a preferential treatment, since your parents and girlfriend are all Wonderbolts.”

Faking a shocked expression, Prism turned to her. “Wait, so I won’t-” he tried to say, but when Whirlwind deadpanned at him he couldn’t help but not burst with chuckle.

He could almost feel her rolling her eyes at him. “You know, if you had spend half the time on honing your flying skills as you do with your jokes, you would probably be able to Sonic Rainboom by now,” she joked, hitting him lightly in the shoulder.

Before she could bring her hand back, Prism grabbed it and pulled her to him. As she fell into his arms, a little shocked, he kissed her deeply, embracing her. “I would rather spend all of that time with you,” he said in a husky voice when they broke the kiss.

Whirlwind smirked. “Cheesy,” she said, but leaned closer to kiss him again, and then again.

“Mmm… wanna go back to my place?” Prism asked her after another kiss.

It didn’t surprise him in the least when a grin slowly spread across her face. However, when she leaned to his ear and whispered, “Why should we move?”, he was a bit taken aback.

“W-wait,” Prism recovered after a few seconds, during which she kissed his neck. “Seriously? I-I mean, here?”

She giggled hearing his question. “What’s wrong with here?” Whirlwind asked.

“W-well, for starters, it’s a public place,” he pointed out, feeling weird that he had to do that. “What if somebody sees us? I mean, sure, there’s nobody here…” he added, glancing around to see if there truly wasn’t anybody in the park-

Wait a moment, Prism mused, suddenly feeling that something was off. Why were we doing those laps in the park? We usually go to that clearing for those sort of things.

“So what?” Whirlwind replied, immediately causing him to abandon his train of thoughts and look at her. There was clear lust in her eyes. “Let them watch,” she said, moving her body on top of him so she was now straddling him. “I want you to fuck me,” Whirlwind continued, grinding her crotch against his already hard dick, “and I want anybody who would see us be jealous. Is that going to be a problem?” she asked in a tone that suggested she already knew the answer.

Prism could only smirk. “Of course not,” he answered, excited at the thought of having sex out in the open like this.

Whirlwind gave him a predatory smile as she dove for the next kiss, then leaned back and took off her shirt and bra in one swift move. If Prism hadn’t been hard, he would definetly get an erection at the sight of her breasts. He brought his hand up to them, caressing them. Her nipples were hard; he wondered if it was because she was aroused or because she was feeling a bit cold after removing her shirt so suddenly.

No worries in the latter’s case, he mused, giving her boobs a gentle squeeze. I will warm her right up.

As his own hands were busy, Whirlwind took it upon herself to lower his pants and boxers. Her eyes widened as the sight of his dick. “My, already so hard,” she purred, despite that she had to feel his boner before. “I bet you are itching to fill my pussy with that monster cock of yours. I bet you want to fuck my brains out, don’t you?” she asked.

He chuckled hearing her dirty talk. “Of course,” Prism said, playing along, “I want to fuck you hard, and I want everybody in Ponyville to hear your moans.” Both his and hers hands moved to her pants, sliding them off her body as she stood up, along with her panties to reveal her moist pussy. “Look at you, so wet already,” he said as she sit on him once more, throwing her clothes away and teasing him by sliding her pussy against his dick slowly. “How badly do you want my dick?”

“Not want; need it,” she corrected him, her hand reaching down and taking a hold of his dick, aligning it with her opening. “And I need it now,” Whirlwind added, pressing his tip against her pussy, before she began to slide down.

Prism groaned as she took more and more of his dick, her pussy squeezing him tightly. He placed his hands on her hips, waiting for her to slide down all the way. They both gasped as he bottomed in her, and soon she began moving up and down, starting to bounce. Strengthening his hold on her hips, Prism started to thrust gently, timing together with her moves. “Yes!” she moaned loudly, startling the birds sitting on nearby trees and causing them to fly away. “Give it to me! Fuck me, fuck me hard!” she yelled, disregarding completely that she could be heard.

Prism was more than happy to oblige her; however, as much as he loved seeing her tits bouncing up and down, he couldn’t quite control the pace in this position. He reached to her and brought her down to him to kiss her, pressing her body against his, and rolled her over, all while staying inside of her. Whirlwind, not at all minding that he was now on top, spread her legs wider, letting them flap behind Prism as he pounded into her.

“Oh, Prism!” Whirlwind yelled, as each of his thrust brought her closer to her orgasm. “Prism! Oh-”

Suddenly, a very loud ringing came out of nowhere.

“-fuck me!”

Prism cursed as the alarm clock went off, waking him up from his dream. As he shifted, he felt his morning wood brush against his boxers, but he couldn’t do anything about it. All around him, the other Wonderbolt Academy recruits began stirring from their beds. I suppose I should be glad I woke up before it turned into a wet dream, he thought, rolling to a side and trying to keep his eyes closed for a few more moments, as well as wanting to wait until his dick calmed down. Waking up almost at dawn, disregarding morning woods, was clearly not one of the positive qualities of being in Wonderbolt Academy, at least not for Prism.

How in Celestia’s name had Mom had withstand this? he thought as reluctantly he raised a hand to his face and rubbed his eyes. And Dad keeps saying I get my laziness from her…

Feeling his penis deflate, Prism decided it was time to get up. Yawning, he rose and began dressing up into his academy uniform. It was his third day here. Early mornings aside, Prism felt that he was getting used to the whole routine; breakfast in the mess hall, an hour of warm up, various flight exercises, then dinner and an hour break, then more exercises, showers, breakfast, and some time to spend with other trainees before sleep. In all honesty, this wasn’t as bad as he thought it could be. Not that he was afraid that all of the training courses and tests would be difficult or something (although he had to admit they were indeed a touch harder than he had assumed), but Prism simply wasn’t a fan of the whole ‘routine’ idea.

Glad it proved less of a pain than I though, he mused as he finished getting dressed and went to brush his teeth. Although it’s still has its downsides, he mused as he walked with a little difficulty due to his morning wood.

Being away from Whirlwind was starting to get to him. The dream he just had, as well as the one from the night before, could attest to that. He missed her, but he knew that passing the Academy would ensure the two of them would spend most of their time together, be it practicing or on a tour performing across Equestria.

Plus, Dubz was right; it is neat idea to make a living out of flying.

Having gotten ready for the day, Prism hastened to the mess hall. As he entered it, he quickly picked some sandwiches from the cook and went to join his fellow trainees.

“Anybody knows what will it be today?” the one sitting closest to him asked nobody in particular.

Prism had almost replied that whatever it would be it would be easy for him, but he bit his tongue before he could say it. Whirlwind had always disliked when he’d let his ego got over to his head. Instead, he said, “I’m sure we’ll all be fine.”

“Easy for you to say,” another replied, but it was a good-humored remark. “You broke two Academy records already.”

“Well, I had a good day yesterday,” he said, trying to sound modest, though his heart swelled with pride knowing he beat two of his own Mom’s records.

He was about to offer others some advice, but then one of the trainees from the back nodded at the table where instructors sat, his face surprised. Prism looked back, curious; when he had entered the table was still empty. Now though Spitfire and other instructors entered… along with several other people, ones he easily recognized as several of the newest Wonderbolts.

Whirlwind among them.

A wide smile appeared on his face as soon as his eyes laid on her. It might have only been two days since he had last seen her, but he had missed her. And when Whirlwind turned her head to scan the mess hall and their eyes met, and he saw her smile too, he felt his heart flutter.

“Aren’t those the newest Wonderbolts?” one of the other trainees said beside him. “What are they doing here? And what’s with the goofy smile dude?”

Figuring that the last question was directed to him, Prism turned back to his table and shrugged. “You’re probably gonna figure this out shortly,” he replied, taking some amusement in the other trainee’s confusion.

Another one once again glanced at the instructor’s table. “Oh, the hot one is coming here,” he said in a hushed tone.

Prism smirked, recognizing her step. He rose from the table and turned around as Whirlwind came closer. “Hi Dubz,” he said, a moment before she embraced him and kissed him.

He could almost hear the other guys (and a few girls)’ jaw drop as they kissed. When Whirlwind finally pulled back, far away only to look him in the eyes, she said, “I missed you.” Then, as if remembering there were others nearby, she briefly glanced in their direction… then frowned. “Oh Celestia, I just made you their god in their eyes, didn’t I?” she asked, turning back to him and giving him a brief smirk.

“Maybe,” he replied, amused by her comment. However, he was too focused on her to wonder what the others were thinking.

Despite knowing how the Wonderbolts’ suits looked like, the sight of Whirlwind in one so close made him plainly aroused. The tight, skinny outfit perfectly laid on her, underlining all her curves as well as her toned muscles. Damn she looks so sexy in those, he thought, feeling his dick grow harder in his own, less decorative, suit. The memory of his dream from last night, still fresh, wasn’t helping him. Maybe we would have time to quickly find some bed or something, he mused, looking around for some clock to check how much time did they had left.

To his disappointment, it was only a few minutes before they would have to get going. Definitely not enough time for a good sex, he frowned, then brought his attention back to the table.

“Well, if this won’t stroke your ego…” Whirlwind muttered jokingly, then shook her head and waved her hand to the other trainees. “Hi everybody. Hope the training isn’t too hard?”

She glanced at Prism saying the last two words. He had no doubt that Whirlwind knew what was happening to his penis. Instead of replying, he let the others do that, while he slipped his hand behind her and down to her ass, squeezing it through the suit.

“No no, the trainings fine, miss Whirlwind,” one replied, smiling sheepishly.

“Glad to hear it; mine was awful,” she said, winking, ignoring Prism’s hand as he caressed her ass except for arching her back a little.

“So, what are you and the others doing here?” Prism asked her, curious.

“Mind if we sit?” she asked first, and gave him an innocent smile. “A bit winded after flying here.” Prism, knowing her only too well, sit down on his chair and let Whirlwind sit on his lap, in a way that let her feel his dick through their suits. “Much better,” she said, grinding her ass a little. “Anyway, Spitfire wanted us to come assist with some of your courses, get some experience as instructors and such.”

“Ah, I see,” he replied, his hand moving around her and hugging her above her waist. As the corner of the table was hiding her crotch from the others, he let his other hand slip down between her legs. “So, how long are you staying?” Prism asked as he started to rub her pussy through the suit.

“Couple of days,” she replied, ignoring him again. However, Prism was about to notice slight shivers coming from her. “Though I don’t think they will let us stay until the end of the week.”

“Pity,” Prism said, imagining all the things they could do. Oh well, he thought, a couple of days is better than nothing.

“Yeah. Well, anyways, I need to get back to Spitfire, just came to say hi,” Whirlwind said, although at first she hadn’t moved at all, probably liking his touch. After a few seconds, however, she finally got up. “Good luck to all of you,” she said, smiling in the direction of the other trainees as she began to leave. “Oh, and Prism?” Whirlwind added, turning to look at her boyfriend.

“Yes?” he asked, curious what she was going to say.

“Try not to get yourself too wounded. Remember, we have another threesome with Amber this weekend,” she said, winking, and turning to leave.

Even Prism found himself awestruck as Whirlwind had so plainly said it. He stared at her walking away - if he wasn’t so dazed he might have realized she was taking purposely slow strides, letting him watch her sexy ass longer - slowly recovering and feeling a smirk creep on his face. He forced his face to take a more neutral expression as he turned around… and saw everybody - everybody - staring at him in awe.

He looked from one to another, faking confusion. “What?” he asked innocently.

One trainee, sitting close to him, spoke, “Um… did we hear her right?”

“You mean the part about them being instructors?” Prism asked in reply.

“No, the part about you two having a threesome with another chick,” another one asked more bluntly.

“Oh, that…” Prism said, scratching his face to hide the smirk he couldn’t stop from forming. “Well… yeah, totally,” he finally just said, leaning back with his hands behind his head.

He didn’t know that it would be possible, but the eyes of the trainees staring at him grew even wider. Several uttered a quiet “Wow,” while one said, “Okay, um… I think I speak for most of us when I ask… how’d you do that?”

Several others nodded in support of his question, even some of the girls. Prism, fighting off the urge to laugh, couldn’t help but wonder if Whirlwind truly minded his ego if she went and caused this.

“Look, guys,” he said, raising his hands defensively, “not that I’m not enjoying your newfound respect, but honestly, I just have a really awesome girlfriend. And a really awesome friend, too” he amended. Prism could tell from their faces that they weren’t entirely convinced, but he could easily convince them. “Here,” he said, taking his phone from his pocket, quickly opening the gallery and showing them the selfie Amber had taken with them.

Their jaws once again fell down. Prism let them contemplate what they were seeing in peace; he finished eating his breakfast with his free hand as he hold the phone for them.

“Um…” finally one recovered enough to speak, “and your girlfriend was really… cool, with… this?”

Prism shrugged and selected the earlier picture “Cool enough to take this picture,” he said, showing them the picture with him fucking Amber against the window.

They stared once again at his phone, as captivated by this picture as by the one before. “Why against the window?” somebody asked.

Prism stopped eating and looked at him, confused. “Um, because it’s a really hot position?” he answered with a question, not sure why he didn’t understand that.

The other trainee blushed. “No, um, I meant, why did she take a picture of you two doing that against the window.”

“Oh,” Prism exclaimed, now understanding. “Because earlier Amber had taken this picture,” he replied, selecting it on his phone and showing them. “So she wanted to have her own too.”

He let them stare at the picture again, finishing his breakfast. “Dude, you are like the luckiest guy ever,” finally one of them said.

“I know,” he said, truly meaning it.

“Like, really?” another one asked. “No secret whatsoever, just luck?”

“Yep,” Prism replied, smirking. “Now, hope between staring at us and at those pictures you guys had time to eat, we need to get going,” he said, hiding his phone and pointing at the clock.

He rose from his now empty plate, wondering, as his fellow trainees hastened to finish theirs, what kind of approached would Whirlwind take as an instructor. And if she would get his group.

“So we’re agreed?” Spitfire, Captain of the Wonderbolts and Head Instructor at the Academy, asked her, leaning back in her chair. “I’ll let you instruct Prism’s group, and in return you’ll do all my paperwork for the next Wonderbolt show.”

“Yep,” Whirlwind nodded enthusiastically, then hesitated. “I mean, if you’re sure that would be okay.”

“Nah, there are no rules prohibiting instructors from dating trainees,” Spitfire replied. She then shrugged and, as if expecting to be questioned about it, added, “I checked.”

Whirlwind frowned briefly. Okay, not sure if I want to know the story behind it… or at least if it would be safe to ask. Clearing her throat, she changed the subject. “No, I mean, if it won’t be a problem for me to do the paperwork.”

“Oh, that. Yeah, don’t worry about it, it’s mostly stamping a Wonderbolt stamp on the signature and then sending the papers to correct recipient, you will be mostly writing the addresses and stuff.”

“I see,” Whirlwind nodded, a bit relieved; she should have figured Spitfire wouldn’t let her to her paperwork if it was too complicated. Not that she was looking forward to doing it, but if it meant being Prism’s instructor… “So, being instructor; any last minute advice?”

“You’ve been here in there place just a few months ago, don’t tell me I went so easy on your group that you forgot,” Spitfire replied, smirking. “Just be demanding and harsh, it will be good for them. And try not to flirt with your boyfriend too much,” she added, winking.

“Understand,” Whirlwind nodded again, and saluted. “Permission to leave for instructor duty, ma’am?”

“Granted,” Spitfire said, saluting her back. As Whirlwind turned around and prepared to go where Prism and the rest of his group would gather, she called after her, “Oh, and have fun.”

Turning back, she grinned. “I intend to, ma’am,” Whirlwind replied, and then left her office.

After leaving the main building, she quickly shifted her arms into wings and flew towards the third training field. She was curious how Prism was going to react seeing her being their instructor today. Knowing him, he might be expecting it, actually, Whirlwind mused, soaring through the sky swiftly. He knows I wouldn’t let such an opportunity to slip by me.

Prism and nine other trainees were already there, sitting on benches at the edge of the training field. As soon as she drew closer, they all rose and stood in attention. Whirlwind quickly landed and shifted her wings back. Remembering Spitfire’s advice, instead of greeting them again she looked at them with her brows furrowed. “So, just because your instructor wasn’t here, you thought you can all sit down and relax?” Whirlwind asked, bringing her arms behind her back. “When you’re waiting for your instructor, you are supposed to stand in attention even if they’re not here, understand?”

“Yes ma’am!” they all quickly replied, even Prism.

Whirlwind spared a second to scan the group with her eyes. Is it just me, or are they all glancing at me and looking away blushing? she wondered. She glanced at Prism. I wonder what he told them… or maybe I should wonder what he showed them instead? They both got the pictures from Amber… would Prism show the other trainees them? Strangely, Whirlwind found herself not being embarrassed at the thought of them seeing them. More liked turned on.

A brief moment after she realized it, an idea came to her. Hm, well, since he wasn’t embarrassed to show them those pictures… she mused, smirking.

But it would have to wait; she had a job to do.

“As I had told you all earlier,” she began, walking slowly before the line of trainees, “a few of the newest Wonderbolts, myself included, had been asked to be instructors in the Academy. I hope none if you thinks that just because we’ve been not so long ago in your place we will go easy on you. If you do, then you are sorely mistaken.” She scanned their faces again; all of them were looking now straight ahead, not daring to eyeball her. “We had to work our asses off to get into the Wonderbolts; we will not allow anybody into our group who isn’t an elite flier. If you want to be a Wonderbolt, you have to be prepared for hours of rigorous flying. You have to be ready to be able to perform on short notice, and be able to fly precisely as you are asked to.” Whirlwind stopped and nodded at the field behind her. “As you can see behind me, we have here a complicated obstacle course; if you manage to somehow flight through it without bumping into anything, then maybe you will be able to perform our flight patterns. Well, the easy ones at least,” she added with a smirk, glancing back.

The obstacle course had many hoops, most of them barely big enough for the trainees to flight through without making very sharp turns. There were also many poles making where they should turn or have to fly around, and some long, curly tubes. Whirlwind thought back to long hours she had spend here. Prism was always very good at stuff like this, she mused. I wonder how he will do.

“Before you try to pass through it,” she began, resuming walking, and coming around them to stand next to the first person from the right - Prism, “or, let's be honest, before you try to not pass out from constantly hitting the obstacles,” Whirlwind amended, “I want you to do a little warm up. A hundred laps around the training field should be easy, shouldn’t it?” she asked, looking from face to face.

Some of them grimaced unhappily, probably because they weren’t as excited about the laps as about the obstacle course, as tough as it could be. One hundred laps was a small amount, good for a warm up. If they couldn’t do it and then have strength left for the obstacle course, well, it wouldn’t look good for their dreams of becoming Wonderbolts.

“Alright then, on my mark,” Whirlwind said, picking up a whistle she had around her neck. “Get set.” Almost at once, all ten trainees shifted their arms into wings and took a step back with one leg, getting into a position to get into the air. Whirlwind blew into the whistle, giving them a sign to go… and in the same instant, with her other hand she slapped Prism’s ass.

She had got him just as he was jumping into the air, catching him by surprise and causing him to stumble. He looked at her, still on the ground, as the others flew ahead. Whirlwind smiled innocently before he turned back and chased after them.

Not surprising, Prism had quickly caught up with them, and then started going after the lead. After she had recovered, they had spend quite a lot of time flying together. Whirlwind wanted to get back into shape after over a month of not flying at all. She knew that Prism was in a very good condition and while his major strength wasn’t speed but agility, he was still fastest in his group.

Whirlwind tried counting the laps, but soon found it to be rather hard task; with each trainee flying at their own speed, there were a few that was getting ahead or lagging behind. The slowest ones where on the ninth lap, about two or three behind Prism, who was up in the lead, before she stopped counting. Back when she was a trainee in the Academy, she had always made sure she would do the exact amount Spitfire or other instructors had demanded; if they really wanted to be Wonderbolts, they would do the same.

As such, she settled for counting just Prism’s laps. He was maintaining his speed and was gaining more and more of an advantage over the rest. Whirlwind wondered if this was his usual pace or was he trying to impress her. She knew of course from Spitfire that he was doing very well, but she wouldn’t put it past him to try show off.

It didn’t take him long to finish the hundredth lap, and he swooped down to land next to her. He was breathing heavily after the exertion, but also looked at her with a smirk. “Finished the warm up, ma’am!” he reported, saluting.

“I noticed. May I ask what’s with the smirk?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Quickly, his face became a neutral mask. “Nothing, ma’am,” he replied, standing in attention.

She strode towards him slowly. “Oh really? There’s nothing that amused you? Come now, I’d like to laugh to.”

Prism was looking straight in front of him as she started circling around him. “Nothing amusing, ma’am. Just…” he started and hesitated.

“Yes?” Whirlwind pried.

“Just thought how much I’d want to fuck you, ma’am.”

Having expected an answer along those lines, Whirlwind smirked, then slapped him again. “Is that so?” she mused, squeezing his ass after she had slapped it. “Well, I do like what I feel,” Whirlwind said, then her hand moved around to touch his dick. “Oh my, already so hard?” she mused, easily feeling him up through his trainee suit. He wasn’t fully hard yet, but it was getting there. “Hm… I’m half tempted to fuck you right here and now,” Whirlwind said.

“Only half?” Prism, still standing in attention, asked, smirking.

“Well, it would look a bit bad if on my first hour of being an instructor I would fuck a trainee in the full view of the rest of the group.”

He shrugged. “Meh, with how slow they are, we’d be done before they would catch up. And besides, they might learn something.”

“Learn something,” Whirlwind repeated, smirking. Her hand was massaging his shaft, while the other went down to his balls. “Was that why you showed them our pictures?” she asked, her hand slightly squeezing his balls through his suit. “So that they would learn something?”

Her guess was correct; Prism blushed, losing his composure at last “Um…” he mumbled.

Whirlwind interrupted him. “Oh, don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind. To be honest, I found your willingness to show us having sex to others interesting,” she said, winking.

“Really?” he asked, looking at her, both unsure and intrigued.

Figuring what could be going through his mind, Whirlwind replied, “Yes, but I meant it when I said that it would look bad if I’d have sex with a trainee during flight course. Maybe later we can think of something,” she said, winking.

Whirlwind enjoyed the sight of shock and arousal on Prism’s face her comment had caused, feeling his dick grow harder through his suit. She slipped her other hand around back to his ass as she leaned to kiss him, before pulling away after a few seconds. The other trainees that were behind Prism had began gathering, with the first two already coming for landing.

She moved a bit away, standing in attention as more and more of them finished. Each of them was more or less tired after the exercise and needed moment to catch their breaths. Whirlwind watched them bend down a bit, holding their sides and straightening to stand in attention… and glance at Prism. Or, more specifically, at a certain part of Prism.

Whirlwind had to admire how he stood next to his fellow trainees in line, eyes locked straight ahead, as his penis was obviously visible through the tight suit. The guys, after noticing it, immediately looked away, though the fact that they knew remained. The girls, however, kept giving it glances. She smirked noticing it. Whirlwind was reminded of her three teammates that she had promised to think about letting them join her and Prism; now she was more or less set on agreeing.

Well, I should first discuss it with Prism, she mused as the last trainee finally caught up. Then again, it would be funny to see his reaction if it would be a surprise.

Putting the idea on hold for later, she waited for the trainees to stand in line in attention. “Good, you’re done with the warm up. Finally,” she added, glancing at the few who made as last. The one who was at the end took his eyes off from Prism’s bulge and looked at her, blushing from embarrassment. Wondering if it was because she had caught her looking or because she had been the last, Whirlwind moved to stand next to the line. As she had thought, Prism’s dick was making him ‘stand out’ from the straight line. “Now we can start the obstacle course. Prism,” she turned to him. “You seem excited; why don’t you start?” she asked, placing a hand on his ass.

He cast her an amused look before nodding and taking a step forward. Whirlwind took her whistle again, as well as a timer, and blew so he would start. Prism jumped into the air, maneuvering around the first obstacles. Whirlwind could swear she saw his dick almost brush against one pole.

Okay, maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to let him fly now, she mused, concerned. Though then again, he probably would slow down if he wasn’t certain he couldn’t avoid them.

Whirlwind hoped he was going to ace the obstacle course and finish it with his penis intact. After all, she had certain plans.

“Twenty-three point five seconds,” she said as Prism finished and landed next to her. “Impressive… considering the baggage you are carrying,” she added, extending her hand to his dick. In full view of the rest of the group she brushed it. “For the record, I hope the rest of you guys knows to not fly with a boner, especially though and obstacle course. It is rather unwise,” she finished, stepping back and glancing at Prism.

“In my defense, I had been thinking about your sexy ass, ma’am,” Prism replied, smirking. “It was hard to not get an erection.”

Whirlwind raised an eyebrow. “Was that a back-talk?”

“No ma’am!” he denied, standing in attention.

“Good; I would hate to… punish you,” she said, smirking, then turned to the rest of the group, who were staring at them with wide eyes. “I hope you are ready,” she told the person standing next to Prism in line, lifting her whistle and timer.

Shaking his head, the other trainee quickly regained his composure and flew through the obstacle course, and then the next one and the next one. Whirlwind had to admit that each did at least decent for themselves during this exercise, though none came close to Prism’s skill and speed.

“Good,” she said as the last person had finished, writing down each score on the notebook. “For rookies,” she added, remembering how Spitfire would finish most of her compliments. “Okay, let’s move on to the south part of the field; we have everything ready for your next flight course.

“Your next exercise is going to be a flag race,” she told them several moments later, as they all stood assembled before a large circular court. It was marked in four places, one being the start line, the other on the opposite side, and two with flags between them. “Wonderbolts need to be precise, not just with flying. If there was ever an an accident, we need to know if you are able to help other people. You are to pick up the flags while flying and place them in their respective next spots. If you can do that without losing your speed, well, maybe there is some hope for you.” She turned to Prism, who was again closest to her in line. “Perhaps you should start again first, now that you are lighter, before your friend shows again,” she said, glancing down at his crotch; his dick by then had returned to it’s normal size.

Undisturbed, Prism nodded and got ready as she took out her timer and whistled. This exercise he also completed quickly, though good two seconds away from the Academy’s record. Still though, he did managed to place both flags right on targets; several of his fellow trainees slightly missed with one flag or both. Not to mention that he was the fastest again.

“Hm, decent I suppose,” she said, taking notes of their scores. “For your next flight course we need to leave this field; follow me.”

She shifted her arms into wings and flew into the air; the trainees quickly began following her, trying to stay in line. She led them away from the field and further deep into the Academy’s grounds, to the open field with many small-sized clouds above it.

“We are going to test your agility again,” Whirlwind said as she landed, joined by the trainees. She pointed above her and continued, “The clouds you see there had been specially enchanted; they won’t disperse if you hit them, not even change their position, and when you do hit them they will change color. Your objective will be to fly into the air and hit all them before returning. Do you understand?” She waited to see everybody nod before she looked at Prism again expectedly.

Prism smirked with confidence and got ready. When she whistled, he jumped into the air, reached the closest cloud and hit it, then without losing speed he went for the next one. Whirlwind traced him with her eyes and glanced from time to time at the timer. As she had expected, he was doing excellent in this flight course; by the time he got half of the clouds, only half a minute had passed.

The record was two minutes four seconds.

Of course, the task would get harder the closer one was to completing it. Considering how fast they were flying, it would be difficult to say which clouds remained. In case there were some left once they’d land, they would have to get back into the air, time still going.

Come on, you can do it, she cheered him on in her thoughts, watching Prism swiftly move from cloud to cloud, changing their colors from white to multiple ones - which added to the confusion of a trainee - as he tried to complete his task. Whirlwind could see his head turned around, making sure he was getting them all, and began flying to the few he had missed and then finally he began to head back, taking out some that still remained. That’s all! she realized. Come on, get back here!

She took a step back as he landed right next to her heavily, his legs almost buckling under him because of the speed with which he flew, and at the same instant his feet had touched the ground, Whirlwind had stopped the timer.

“One minute fifty nine seconds,” she said, her heart skipping a beat. “That’s an Academy record.”

Prism face brightened, smiling wide, then turned that smile into a smirk. “Bet you never thought you’d be as pleased with just two minutes,” he joked.

Whirlwind smirked in reply. “How could I? You always take way longer,” she said, winking.

“Well, you know me, I am fast only when I need too,” he replied. “Can I expect some kind of reward for breaking the record?”

“Maybe,” she teased; what she had already planned was a good enough reward already. “But you will have to wait until later. Get ready before the clouds reset,” she told the person next in line after Prism.

As she wrote down Prism’s score, she checked the time. It was still hours before they would be done. I can’t wait to finally get him there, she mused, feeling a shiver go down her spine.

Prism couldn’t help but wonder if there was ever a trainee at the Academy that had went through a day similar to his. Having the love of his life as his instructor had certainly made this an unforgettable experience. He loved that he could spend more time with her, not to mention how he enjoyed showing off before her. Breaking another Academy record today made him way happier than breaking two yesterday.

Of course, with perks came some ‘downsides’; for instance, he didn’t really like flying with erection like before, although he found himself not really minding it. Especially when he thought about how frustrated Whirlwind had to be, to see his boner right in her hand’s reach - literally at some point - and not be able to do anything.

Teasing works both ways, he thought with amusement.

He had to admit that being teased by Whirlwind and teasing her in turn for so long was an interesting idea. Prism was certain that they hadn’t spend so much time since they got back together without having sex while being in each other’s company. As he had listened to her speaking about his ‘willingness to show them having sex to others’, as she had phrased it, and saying that she ‘found it interesting’, made him think for a moment that she wanted to fuck there and then. He should have figured she wouldn’t want to do that during work; however, he kept wondering just what she was planning for them to do later.

Does she really want to have sex in front of others? Prism thought, curious what it would be like. And a follow-up question, where? In the training field right after we’re done? In the mess hall?

“I see you are thinking about my ass again,” he suddenly heard Whirlwind say to him. “Could you stop for a second and pay attention?”

Prism shook and stopped his train of thoughts. He hadn’t noticed that Whirlwind started explaining their next flight course. What’s worse, he realized that as he thought about them having sex, his penis once again started to grow hard.

“Now that Prism Bolt - together with his friend - had joined us,” Whirlwind said with a smirk, glancing briefly down at his crotch, “we can all focus on your next exercise. You are going to race against each other,” she said, pointing out behind her; they were standing on a raceway, on the starting line to be precise. “This raceway encircles this whole training field, and has a few short sections where it runs in zigzag,” Whirlwind added, pointing at the closest point that was easily recognizable by big walls enclosing those sections. “This will test your speed as well as your agility. You are allowed to fly no higher than six feets above the ground level. Is that clear?”

“Yes ma’am,” Prism and others replied in unison.

Whirlwind nodded and walked away from their way, bringing her whistle to her mouth. Prism stretched his arms and shifted them into wings, getting ready. He doubted he could beat this record; he wasn’t as fast as he was agile, even if his speed has improved lately. But it didn’t mean he wasn’t going to give his all. And if he would do well enough on those sections…

As the whistle sounded, he jumped into the air along with the rest. He raced through the first straight of the race, keeping with the others for now, saving his strength. After the first turn, it wouldn’t be far to the zigzag section. He could get ahead there.

He shifted his body to the right and leaned to the left as they approached the turn, lining his body close to the ground and arching his back. Perfectly executing the turn to the left, he flapped his wings and gained some height, keeping to the center of the raceway. Three others were keeping at him, the others were trailing behind. Prism smirked to himself, but then put all those distracting thoughts behind him and focused on the race.

He had reached the first section. The walls were circular, making it seem like a bigger version of the tubes from the obstacle course earlier today. Almost as soon as he passed the entrance he had to turn sharply into left, then after two flaps of wings back to the right.

Alright, this is a bit of an overkill, he thought as he had to do a barrel roll to make the next turn in time without needing to stop or collide with the wall. With his back now to the direction he was going, he flapped his wings in front of him, staying on course. Seriously, I would like to see how they explained to whoever designed this; pretty sure he had replied that it would have been easier to just build a brick wall and they would get the same effect.

Despite his comments, he managed to get through this section without bumping into the walls or leasing too much of his speed. His fellow trainees didn’t have so much luck; as he flew far away past that point and glanced back, they still hadn’t showed up. Prism spared a moment to worry; he had grown to like them. He hoped they had just been forced to slow down and not got hurt.

Focusing once more on the race, he hastened up a bit, wanting to get over to the next section quickly. As far as he could tell, there were two on each straightaway of the raceway, except for the one with the starting and finishing line. This is going to take a while…

The next section, not surprisingly, was different than the previous. It first started with a sharp turn to the right, then a slower turn back to left. Having expected it would be different, Prism didn’t get caught by surprise, not with this one, not with the next ones. He had counted right, it was six of them in total, and he passed through them all.

“Forty-six point five seconds,” Whirlwind said the moment he passed the finished line, her eyes on the timer.

As Prism slowed down and circled back to her, she was writing his time in the notebook. “Not a record?” he asked as he landed behind her, although he was fairly certain he knew the answer.

Whirlwind shook her head, but surprised him by saying, “You were only three seconds off; don’t worry, you will be doing this flight course two or three days from now again, so you’ll get a second chance.”

“Oh, cool,” Prism said, a little heartened by knowing he could try again later. “Although I wanted to break a record with you watching,” he added, moving close to her and pressing his body against hers.

“Aw, you’re sweet,” she replied as his hands slipped around her. “And apparently forgetful,” she added as one of his hand grasped her breast gently through her suit, while other rubbed her pussy, and he pressed his crotch against her ass. “Prism, I’m working.”

“Yeah, I know,” he said, kissing her neck as he squeezed her breast and run his hand deeper between her legs. “Didn’t stop you from feeling me up earlier.”

“Mmm…” she moaned and bit her lip. “Yeah, but then I didn’t have to check time for everybody. This is distracting.”

“Well, that back then was pretty distracting for me too,” Prism replied. He moved his hand up to where her zipper was hidden and moved it down, past her boobs. Despite her words, Whirlwind did nothing to stop him as he slipped his hand into her suit and caressed her boobs. “You don’t really seem to mind,” he pointed out as she arched her back, rubbing her ass against his crotch, no doubt feeling his raging boner.

“Well, it has been a while,” she replied with a lustful glance as he dry humped her. She still hold the timer in her hand, but moved the notebook under her arm and her other moved down and entwined with his at her pussy. “Mmm, can’t wait for the flight courses to be over for today,” Whirlwind purred, leaning her head against him, giving him a better access to her neck.

“Speaking off,” Prism began, his hand squeezing her breast and flicking her nipple, “what do you have in mind?”

“Oh, wouldn’t you like to know,” Whirlwind replied, amused.

“Duh,” Prism replied, nibbling on her neck.

“You will know when you need too, trust me,” she said, a glimmer in her eye.

Despite not really minding that he was going to be kept in the dark for now, Prism was about to ask for some more details. However, he noticed in the corner of his eye that other trainees had finally started to get close, having passed the last turn. A bit regretfully, he kissed Whirlwind one last time before stepping back, not wanting her to be distracted when they would start passing the finish line.

He knew he would get more from her before this day was over.

Several hours later, Prims groaned quietly as the hot water poured down on him. With Whirlwind as his instructor, he had put way more effort into the flight courses than during the previous two days, making the shower seem so much more relaxing than ever.

Other men from the Academy, both trainees and instructors, were there too. The showers were only divided by genders in the Wonderbolt Academy. Prism couldn’t help but wonder if that wasn’t the case, if the showers were co-ed, would Whirlwind want to have sex there?

Kinda looked like that today, he mused, recalling their conversations. Hm, better not think too much about that though. Around him, under the showers were other guys; though it was an unspoken rule to not look at another’s guy junk, they might notice if he’d get an erection. He didn’t want to explain why he’d got a boner while in men’s shower.

Prism listened to the other guys talking about various things, ranging from complaining about some courses or instructors to sports… or him and Whirlwind. Apparently undisturbed by him standing right there, some trainees from his group talked about how the two of them all but had sex in front of them.

“Jealous?” he asked out loud, leaning to the side to look at the ones talking about it.

They looked slightly abashed - Did they think they were quiet? - but one replied. “Well, duh, of course, but… um, aren’t you two even a bit embarrassed? I mean, she felt you up right in front of us.”

“Yeah, was sorta surprised when I realized neither of us was not,” Prism replied, frowning, but then shrugged. “Oh well, I suppose learning after our first time having sex that our friend saw us and having threesome with her like few hours later kinda helped with the whole ‘embarrassment’ issues.”

“Few hours?” somebody else asked. Prism glanced in his direction and recognized him as one of the Wonderbolts, one of the guys who had been so pitifully hitting on Whirlwind during the party. “You mean after that party?”

Not feeling any need to be hostile now, Prism nodded. “Yep.”

“Huh, well that explains that photo I guess. So who was that friend?” he inquired, sounding politely curious.

“Amber, not sure if you met her,” Prism replied, seeing no reason to hide it, as Whirlwind had already mentioned her to the other trainees during breakfast.

Guessing by his face, he had met her. “Oh, the one with the-”

“Big tits?” a voice came from the entrance to the showers. “Yep, that’s the one.”

Prism wasn’t sure if he should gasp or chuckle at the sight of Whirlwind, still in her Wonderbolt suit, entering the showers. Really should have seen this coming, he thought as she slowly approached. The guys around him started at her with wide eyes, with some of them covering their privates. Unnecessarily; her eyes were locked on Prism.

Still, there must have been some disbelief on this face, because as she had reached him, she smirked and asked, “Thought I wasn’t being serious?”

“Nope, just thought you’d be naked by now,” he replied, smirking in turn.

“And deprave you from the pleasure of undressing me from this weirdly sexy suit?” she asked, arching her brow. “Besides, where would I keep these?”

He glanced at her raised hand, where she held a wrapper of a condom. Smirking, he took it, and with his other hand he pulled her towards himself and started kissing her. She wrapped her arms around him, pressing her clothed body to his naked and wet one, pushing him back into the shower.

Prism turned her around so that he could press her against the wall, moving her up a bit to kiss her neck comfortably while one of her legs wrapped around him. He noticed in the corner of his eye that the guys were either trying to look away, hasting to leave, or just openly staring, but he didn’t care about any of them. His world was now reduced to him and Whirlwind.

One of his hands went between her legs, rubbing her pussy through her suit, while other went to the zipper. He brought it down, only to her belly button for now, and rolled the two halves of the upper part of the suit down her back, revealing her breasts. Sparing only enough time to get her arms from her sleeves, Prism raised her higher and bend his head down a little to lick her nipples. Whirlwind moaned in pleasure and writhed against him, her fingers running through his hair. Her moans increased as he wrapped his lips around her nipple and sucked it, before putting her back on the ground, his free hand coming to squeeze her other breasts as he returned his mouth her hers, kissing her passionately. Whirlwind replied in kind, entwining her tongue with his, pressing her crotch against his hand.

Feeling her pussy through her suit caused Prism dick to burn with desire. He brought his hand, where between his fingers he held the wrapper, broke the kiss to bite it (carefully) open, then quickly put the condom on. With his manhood now ready, he returned his attention to the rest of Whirlwind’s suit.

He kneeled, grabbing the suit around her waist and pulling it down. At it slid past her crotch, Prism leaned closer and dragged a slow lick across her pussy, causing her to moan. She raised one leg to help him get the suit off, then the other one. Finally naked, she tossed the suit away while Prism slipped his tongue past her opening inside of her walls. Whirlwind gasped, and he felt her hand on the back of his head push him against her pussy. Knowing she was getting impatient, Prism smirked, then withdrew a bit and flicked her clit with his tongue, stimulating her further. Whirlwind raised her leg again and placed it on his shoulder, pressing her pussy against his face, her hand and leg putting pressure on him. When Prism looked up, he saw her free hand playing with her breast. Her eyes were on him, though when she noticed him looking at her, she nodded slightly to the side.

Glancing in that direction, Prism realized that almost half of the guys had already left. A lot out of those staying where openly staring at them… and more than one was jerking off to them. Seems we are putting quite a show for them, Prism mused, his eyes quickly returning to Whirlwind.

Wrapping his lips around her clit, he brought a hand to her opening and rubbed it gently with his fingers while he sucked her love button. Feeling her body to shake and hearing her gasp, he decided after a few more seconds to move to the next part. The main part of the show, one might say.

He leaned back and slid from under her leg, raising. Whirlwind bend down a bit to press his lips against hers, and as they kissed, Prism placed his dick along her opening, drenching it with her fluids, while both of them moaned into each others mouth. With practiced ease, he aligned his hips so that the head of his cock was right at her entrance, and slid it inside.

Whirlwind broke the kiss to utter a lustful groan into the sky. She wrapped her leg again around him as he slid more of his dick inside of her, feeling the familiar tightness and warmth around it. As he bottomed out, he quickly pulled back and started thrusting at a steady pace. It had only been three days, but it felt like way longer since he had felt her walls clamping around his dick, milking it for all it’s worth. He pounded into her relentlessly, forgetting about all the flight courses, Wonderbolts Academy, other trainees, many of whom was still watching, just concentrating at the wonderful feeling around his penis, the feeling of her body pressing against his, the heat of their union and of the water pouring on them. He thrust again again, kissing her neck as he listened to her moans and the sounds of their genitals squelching and balls slapping against her. Whirlwind’s nails almost punctured the skin on his back, so it seemed to him, as she rolled her hips along with his rhythm, probably having longed for him as much as he had for her.

“Well,” he heard her gasp, “color me impressed. I had thought you’d not last long after so many days.”

Prism turned his head to glance at her and smirked. ‘You thought I would cum and stop fucking you? Not a chance. I’m going to keep this up for a while.”

Truth be told, he was worried how long he could keep it up; as Whirlwind had said, it had been some time. However, he hadn’t had time to ponder on it too much as he heard her giggle.

“Oh please, think I would let you off the hook that easily?” she asked with a wink. “If you’d cum, I would suck that monster cock of yours until you were hard again.”

“As if you need an excuse to suck it,” Prism teased, giving her a particularly hard thrust. “I know how wet you get when my spunk goes down your throat.”

“Look who’s talking,” Whirlwind replied in kind, having some difficulty to stop moaning to speak. “You love the taste of my pussy.”

“Oh, I’m not denying it,” he said, bending to kiss her neck, then her lips. “Although I maybe love fucking it more.”

Having said that, he pulled out completely, causing Whirlwind to look at him with surprise. Without pausing to explain, Prism took her leg off his waist, grabbed her and turned her around. Understanding, Whirlwind placed her hands on the wall, propping herself against it as she arched her back. Holding her hips, Prism positioned his dick against the opening of her pussy from behind and shoved it in, only to pull back and start thrusting. With this position allowing him to get a faster pace, soon the showers were filled with very loud slapping sounds, accompanied by Whirlwind’s moans and his grunts.

She glanced over her shoulder at him, her mouth open. “Mmm…” Whirlwind groaned, then added, “Give them a little show,” she winked, shaking her ass a bit as he pounded against it.

I thought we were already giving them a pretty good one, Prims noted, amused, but didn’t have anything against obeying.

Nodding with understanding and winking, he brought one hand off her hips, raised it, and smacked it against her ass. This prompted Whirlwind to utter a lustful moan, which resonated across the showers along with the sound the slap had made. Prism leaned closer to her, his hand moving along her body to grab her breast and squeeze it as he pressed his lips close to her ear.

“Good enough?” he asked in a whisper.

Instead of replying, Whirlwind once again turned her head over her shoulder, trying to kiss him. Twisting his head to properly align, Prism happily kissed her, sliding his tongue into her mouth and wrestling with her tongue.

“More,” Whirlwind whispered when they broke the kiss. Her beautiful blue eyes stared into his as she continued, “Fuck me until I can’t walk, I want to be sore when I wake up tomorrow. Show them how to screw,” she added, nodding again at their crowd.

Slightly confused as to why she put an emphasis on “them”, Prism glanced at the on-lookers again. To his surprise, he saw that there weren’t just guys there anymore. Five girls were standing there too, staring at them with wide eyes. Some of them were wearing only towels around themselves - probably having been going back to their quarters before they came here (whether some guys brought them here or he and Whirlwind were so loud they could hear them from the corridor, Prism didn’t know) - while others already clothed, all with wet hair suggesting that they had just recently finished showering themselves.

Naturally, Prism had recovered much quicker than them. He grinned and winked at them, then turned back to Whirlwind. “Think people will start taking example from us?” he asked, releasing her breast and moving his hand down her body.

“Tired of seeing just naked guys, huh?” she replied, her lips briefly lining into a smirk before she opened them again to give voice to her pleasure. Prism’s hand had made it’s way between her legs, and he was now rubbing her pussy as he fucked her, feeling his own dick inside of her body. “Oooh… maybe, if they get turned on enough,” Whirlwind said, probably as excited at the thought as he.

Smiling, and, wondering what he had done to deserve such an amazing girlfriend, Prism kissed her again, then leaned back. With a last brush of his fingers across her pussy, he brought his hand for another loud slap before placing it again on her hip. Squeezing her hips, he brought them towards himself in time with his thrust, increasing the intensity of their lustful fucking.

“You like that?” he asked Whirlwind after a particularly loud moan.

“Yes!” she shouted in reply, her eyes closed.

“You like the feeling of my cock spreading your insides?”

“Yes! I love it! Give me more of your cock! I want you to fuck me so hard I’ll feel it tomorrow! Make me moan so loudly everybody in the Academy gets here, I want them all see us and be jealous!” Whirlwind opened her eyes and looked at their audience, before turning to him. “Let’s make them even more worked up. I want to see the chicks get wet and guys grow hard.”

Already done, Prism mused, glancing at their spectators.

That the guys had got boners watching them he had known since they had started. In fact, it looked that some of those that had started jerking off to them had already climaxed. The girls, however… there was now more of them. Some were keeping to the edge of the showers, blushing fiercely and looking as if trying to cover their eyes, but they were still there, still watching them, and as Prism’s eyes turned to regard them, he noticed that one was pressing her hand between her legs.

Others were more open about this. One had slipped a hand into her pants while standing in between other people, another let her towel fall to the ground and she masturbated, naked, while kissing with one of the guys. A few more had also started making out with them; Prism vaguely recalled that some of his fellow trainees were actually couples already. As he regarded them, one guy had helped his girlfriend lose her towel and pushed her gently against the wall, entering her. She was red on her face, and seemed embarrassed, but didn’t object and wrapped her hands and legs around her boyfriend as they started to fuck.

Seeing people move away from them and some turning to regard them, Prism got a sudden urge to ‘win them back’. He just felt he and Whirlwind deserve more attention. Am I getting jealous that people are watching others having sex instead of us? he wondered, slightly surprised by the realization. However, he didn’t paid that thought much mind; he leaned close to Whirlwind and asked her, “Wanna change things up a bit?”

“Getting tired?” she asked teasingly, glancing back. Before Prism could think of a smart reply, Whirlwind winked and added, “Sure; lay down on the floor.”

Eagerly obeying, Prism stopped thrusting his hips, and pulled out of her pussy. A little break from stimulating his dick, even as short as this would be, was going to be useful, anyway. Now he really didn’t want to cum, not with all those people having sex around them (two more couples had joined).

He laid down on the floor, carefully positioning so that water from the shower wouldn’t be falling straight on his face. As his dick stood proud in attention, Prism kept his eyes on Whirlwind; didn’t want to seem too cocksure by checking out the girls’ reaction to seeing his penis in all of its glory (he was certain he heard a girl gasp… at least, he thought it was a girl). For him, it was more enough to see Whirlwind eyeing his manhood and licking her lips.

Half-expecting her to take off his condom and start sucking him off - licking her lips like that sorta gave a ‘cock hungry vibe’ - Prism was slightly surprised when she moved to stand atop of him, her legs on both sides of his hips. With some satisfaction, he had noticed as she made those steps she slightly shook. Whirlwind kneeled down slowly, spreading her legs and helping his dick align better with her hand as it slid inside of her. As it had just left it, her pussy offered little resistance, accepting it back into its wet folds. Whirlwind groaned and arched her back feeling him fill her again, before she bend down to Prism, placing her hands near his shoulders.

Prism run his hands across her back as she started bouncing her hips, and leaned closer to his ear. “How close are you?” she whispered.

“Not close, but I can still manage some more,” Prism replied in the same voice. “You?”

“Same… I think,” Whirlwind amended, humping his crotch. “Getting close. Try to not cum before me, alright?”

“Of course,” Prism said, surprised that she felt it was necessary to tell him.

He understood why as she winked at him. She had an idea.

“After I’ll have an orgams - arching my back so they can all admire my tits - I’ll dismount you. I’ll stay on my knees as you’ll get up I’ll start sucking your dick. Away from the shower; I want you to cum on my face,” Whirlwind explained, smiling lustily. “Show them off how much cum you’ve got in your balls.”

Prism could only smirk in reply. “I love you,” he said, kissing her.

Whirlwind kissed him back, staying atop of him with her body pressing into his for a few more heartbeast, before breaking the kiss and pulling back. Straightening, she looked him in the eyes before picking up the pace. Prism placed his hand on her hips, and Whirlwind covered them with hers, arching her back as she bounced fast and hard. He was entranced by the sight of her boobs moving up and down along with her, and was certain their audience was too. The pressure on his dick was slowly becoming unbearable for him, but he held on; he really liked what Whirlwind had in mind.

Still, he hoped she wasn’t too far from reaching her orgasm. Prism looked at her as she panted, keeping his hand down, perhaps not wanting him to ruin their audience the view by grasping her boobs (although the way she was sitting it would be a tad difficult to reach them for him). Not that he minded, he quite enjoyed helping her bring her hips down on him. Her pace started becoming quicker, the intervals between when he was hilted inside of her and when only his head remained grew shorter. Her moans were starting to get louder, too.

Finally, with a loud scream, Whirlwind came, her body shuddering and her pussy tightening around his dick. Prism groaned as she rode her orgasm on top of him, feeling his own approaching rapidly. “Dubz,” he gasped as she slowly rolled her hips.

Whirlwind looked at him, her eyes a bit hazy, but she nodded and, with some difficulty, raised above him, freeing his dick, then laid on her ass on the floor, moving slightly away from the running water. Remembering her plan, Prism rose, and - finding some problems with standing straight and walking - he took a few steps to stand before her.

Supporting herself on one arm, her legs splayed away, Whirlwind brought her hand to his dick and, after taking off the condom, took it into her mouth, sucking it enthusiastically. Prism gasped as she started bobbing up and down his shaft, feeling her tongue work underside it. He brought one hand to the back of her head, grasping it and running fingers through her wet hair. Whirlwind seemed to like it, cause she winked at him, and leaned back, her tongue dancing around his tip before she swallowed his dick whole again.

“Dubz,” Prism groaned again, this time because he felt he was about to cum.

Though he was certain Whirlwind heard him, she continued to suck him. Before he could do anything else, he felt a strong pressure in his dick as his balls empties their load down her throat. Almost immediately, Whirlwind pulled back, letting his cock slid out of her mouth, causing most of his shot of cum to land right on her face, as well as the next ones. Three shots in total splashed her face, almost coloring it white. As Prism breathed heavily, spent, Whirlwind smiled at him, to which he replied with a smile as well.

Slowly, she tilted her head to regard their audience, and, as Prism knew, to let them see her face. Glancing at them, Prism saw that now there were five couples fucking within the showers, not counting them, and others were all pretty much openly masturbating at this point. The closest girl, fingers in her pussy, was looking at Whirlwind with disbelief, then glanced at Prism and blushed when she noticed him seeing it. Guys were looking at him with envy. Some of the couples too were looking at them even as they fucked, probably stimulated even further by their sight.

“Hm, we seem to have started an orgy,” Whirlwind mused out-loud as she started to clean her face, as if only now noticing it.

“Sorta looks that way,” Prism agreed, lowering himself down to the floor and sitting beside her.

She giggled and crawled close to him, pressing against his body and kissing his lips. “You’ve got more strength left, right?” Whirlwind asked as they embraced one another. “I wanna show them how long real lovers can fuck.”

Prism smirked. “So, we’re staying until everybody leaves?”

“Yep.”

“Good,” he replied, rolling her over onto her back and moving atop of her.

A part of his mind wondered how long they’ve been fucking, but he was too occupied to put any real thought into it. All he knew is that, as he thrusted from behind into Whirlwind, who was now down on all fours, when he noticed somebody leaving through the door and he looked around, they were all alone.

“Well, it’s official - we’re the best,” he told Whirlwind, leaning down to play with her tit and kiss her on the cheek.

She glanced back over her shoulder. “Was there every any doubt?”

Prism chuckled, slowing down a bit as he straightened. “Of course not,” he said, slapping her almost gently on the ass.

“Mmm… harder,” Whirlwind moaned. Prism, not sure if she meant for him to slap her harder or just start thrusting harder, did both; slapped her again, this time putting more strength into it, and began to pound against her with renewed vigor. “That’s more like it,” she said, gasping. She looked back at him as he thrusted into her, smiling, but then added. “Hang on, I wanna try something else. Lie down.”

Nodding, he pulled out of her and laid on the floor. It was still wet, even though sometime ago they had turned off the showers. Considering how long they must have been there, they would have probably bankrupted the Wonderbolt Academy. Prism made a mental note to take a shower later when they would finish (or better yet, as they would be finishing) as Whirlwind moved atop of him, then turned around so he was seeing her back as she slid down, letting his dick back inside her pussy.

He run his hand along her body as she started moaning again. “Oh yes,” she exclaimed as she started humping him, while he thrusted his hips in sync with her. “Yes… you like this position, huh?” Whirlwind asked, glancing back at him.

“I like every position,” he reminded her, smirking.

She giggled in breaks between soft moans. “We should have done it before; it is a touch more revealing.”

“Oh, so you like to have me fuck you as you show off your bouncing tits to everybody?” Prism asked teasingly. “Well then, guess we know what we’ll do tomorrow.”

“Yep, good thinking,” Whirlwind said, her eyes closed as she started to hump him faster. “We’ll do it when fuck again tomorrow,” she moaned, turning her head back away. “Oh, you can’t wait, can’t you? Screwing in front of everybody, see them either burn with jealousy, jack off or have sex right next to us? Feeling my hot moist pussy squeeze your monster of a dick-” she suddenly cut off in the middle of the sentence, stopping moving as well.

“Dubz?” Prism asked after a few seconds, confused. He leaned to the right, to look at her face. “I everything-”

He stopped mid-sentence. He could now see what caused Whirlwind to stop; she was staring at people standing at the entrance to the showers. Earlier her back was obscuring Prism the view, but now he could see too.

In the entrance stood his parents, Rainbow Dash and Soarin… and what’s worse, also Thunderlane and Cloudchaser, Whirlwind’s parents.

“So what brings you here?” Spitfire asked them after they finished greeting, sitting behind her desk again. “I assume this has something to do with your kids being here?”

“Yep,” Cloudchaser replied for all of them. “When we saw on the roster that Whirlwind will be on the instructor duty, we thought about coming to see how she’s doing. We hadn’t spend much time since she had returned to duty,” she explained, wincing slightly.

“And when they’ve mentioned it yesterday during our get-together, we thought we’ll tag along and check on Prism,” Rainbow said, then, more seriously, asked, “He didn’t start too much trouble I hope?”

Spitfire chuckled and shook her head. “Not any that I would know off.”

Her words didn’t really put Rainbow at ease. “That doesn’t prove much…” Noticing her husband Soarin rolling his eyes, she changed the subject. “So, how is he doing then?”

“I’m happy to see that he easily the best of all trainees,” Spitfire replied, much to her delight. “Definitely a Wonderbolt material, every other instructor at the Academy who had seen him doing our flight courses agrees that he won’t have much problem being advanced from the Reserves. Well, assuming he will pass the entrance exam first of course.”

Rainbow Dash nodded, recalling how her exam went. She’d make sure Prism understands he has to study for it.

But it wasn’t all Spitfire had to say about her son. “Oh, and you might be happy to know that he already broke three academy records.”

She beamed up hearing this. “Really?”

To her confusion, Spitfire grinned. “Yes - all yours.”

Rainbow blinked, surprised. “Oh... “

“You’re alright honey?” Soarin asked her, seemingly amused.

“Yeah, just conflicting emotions,” Rainbow replied, wondering if she was more proud of her son or annoyed that her record got beaten.

Well, more proud I guess, she decided.

“And how is our girl doing?” she heard Thunderlane ask Spitfire.

“She didn’t get anybody killed,” Spitfire started humorously. “Or wounded; you’d be surprised how often people had started the instructor duty with the latter. I was watching the video feed earlier from the security cameras around Academy grounds, watching how Whirlwind and other new instructors were doing. She took her duties seriously and did her best to act professionally.”

“Did her best?” Thunderlane repeated, frowning. “What do you mean?”

“Nothing,” Spitfire said, rolling her eyes. “Just didn’t yell at them as often as I would. Plus she and Prism kinda kept teasing each other.”

Yeah, sounds about right, Rainbow thought as Thunderlane sighed and Cloudchaser giggled.

“You heard that the two of them got together?” Cloudchaser asked Spitfire.

“I might have noticed,” Spitfire replied.

Rainbow couldn’t help but notice that she had seemed amused as she had said that. Just how those two kids had been teasing each other? she wondered, curious what Spitfire had seen on the security feed.

“And you put her in charge of Prism’s group?” Soarin asked.

She shrugged. “There are no rules against it. Sometimes I wonder what you two would have done if you were on instructor duty when those three were trainees,” Spitfire told Soarin, smirking. Nodding at him and Rainbow, she added, “Probably got together sooner, huh?”

Considering some stuff they had done on the Academy grounds after they started dating while both of them were on instructor duty, Rainbow guessed that Spitfire wasn’t too far off.

Before either she or Soarin could reply, Spitfire waved her hand. “Anyway, I’m sure you’d like to find your kids and catch up with them. We can talk later.”

“Thanks,” Rainbow said, as all of them saluted, more out of habit than actual necessity. “See you later.”

“So,” Cloudchaser chat up as they closed the door, “feeling sore over losing some records?”

Rainbow snorted with laughter. “A bit,” she admitted, as they began to walk down the hallway, “but if anybody had to beat them, I’m glad it was one of my sons.”

“I wonder if it was smart letting Whirlwind be Prism’s group’s instructor,” Thunderlane muttered, more to himself than to them.

“Why’s that?” Soarin asked him.

“You’d know if you had a daughter,” Thunderlane replied, and although he’s face was serious, his voice had a note of amusement.

“Fair enough,” Soaring agreed, seemingly ending this discussion.

“Oh, come on you two,” Cloudchaser exclaimed, nudging her husband playfully. “What, do you think the two of them would make out in front of the other trainees or something?”

Rainbow and Soarin chucked seeing Thunderlane frown at her as if that was exactly what he had been thinking.

“I wonder why Spitfire let her do that though,” Soarin said after a second, as if trying to improve Thunderlane’s humor. “Instruct Prism’s group I mean. Kind of doesn’t strike me as something she would do.”

“Maybe Whirlwind had convinced her somehow?” Rainbow said, smirking. “If I was in her place, I’d love to have an opportunity to boss my man around.”

Soarin smirked. “First time I heard that you needing an opportunity to do that,” he said, winking at her.

“Hm, I wonder where we can catch the kids at this time,” Rainbow heard Cloudchaser wonder as she grabbed Soarin’s hand and pressed closer to him.

“Mess hall?” Rainbow suggested. “That’s where we’re going right now. Although I suppose it couldn’t hurt to ask somebody,” she added, noticing two trainees coming from the opposite direction of the hallway.

They were busy talking, but when they were about to pass each other they looked at them… and stopped, staring. Rainbow Dash suppressed a smirk; she could still remember how she had first reacted upon meeting Wonderbolts.

“Hi,” she told them. “Listen, could you help us out? We were looking for Prism Bolt, one of the trainees, and Whirlwind, she was a new instructor today? Do you know where they are?”

To her slight confusion, the two trainees shared a looked before either of them replied. “Um, yes, I think we’ve seen them…” one started, stammering. “Um…”

“I think they should still be in the men’s shower- I-I mean, locker room,” the other one amended, his eyes growing even wider. “Around it. They were, um…”

“Talking,” his friend finished for him, her mouth curling into a nervous smile. “Yep, Whirlwind wanted to talk with him about something, right?”

“Yeah, that’s right,” the other quickly agreed, nodding. “Anyway, we need to go, bye!” he said, and both of them all but bolted past them.

“What’s their problem?” Thunderlane wondered, confused.

“They were probably nervous about meeting their idols,” Rainbow replied nonchalantly. “Anyway, we know where to go now, let’s go,” she said, taking a turn on the next corridor that would lead them to men’s locker room; fortunately, they weren’t too far away.

“What would Whirlwind need to talk about with Prism that it couldn’t wait?” Soarin wondered, glancing at the parents of said girl. “I mean, it had to be something important if she couldn’t have waited until they were somewhere more private?”

“Come to think of it,” Cloudchaser mused, frowning, “I thought the flight courses usually end about two hours ago.”

“Maybe Spitfire now holds them up longer,” Rainbow replied, shrugging, as they entered the lockers room. She looked around; there was no soul here. “Where the heck are they?”

Soarin opened his mouth, then paused and raised his hand. “Wait - do you guys here that?”

Rainbow listened in; now that he pointed that out, she could hear some voices coming from the showers… and weird sounds that were altered by the echo. Although it kinda sounded like.

… No, she thought, shaking her head. Surely they couldn’t be having sex there right now...

Still, it was a direction, so since there was no way they would be doing that, she began to head towards the showers, followed by the others. Just as she was about to enter it, she heard something that made her pause.

“Oh, you can’t wait, can’t you?”

That was definitely Whirlwind’s voice. Except it has some strange tone it, as if she was… moaning. Rainbow, shocked, turned to exchanged confused look with the others, before entering the showers.

What they saw inside made them wish they hadn’t.

“Screwing in front of everybody, see them either burn with jealousy, jack off or have sex right next to us?” Whirlwind said as she bounced on top of Prism; at least, Rainbow thought (or rather hoped at this point) that it was her son. They couldn’t see his face, it was obscured by Whirlwind’s naked body, and all they could see were his legs, flapping balls and penis that kept disappearing inside of her pussy. Whirlwind, still with her eyes closed, continued to dirty talk (and scar her parents for life), “Feeling my hot moist pussy squeeze your monster of a dick-

As she opened her eyes and saw them standing there, her voice failed her. She stared at them they had stared at her, stopping moving. Prism had noticed something was wrong, because he began to lean from behind her. “Dubz?” he asked, his voice sounding concerned. “Is everything-”

He too lost his voice as he saw them.

His jaw dropped. He tried to say something, anything, as his brain tried to comprehend what he was seeing. They parents seemed to have the similar problem; they were standing at the entrance to the showers (where, as he had just now realized, laid several used condoms), staring at them with wide eyes as his penis stretched Whirlwinds pussy’s, their genitals on full display.

As it turned out, Whirlwind was the first one to recover. “H-hi Mom, D-dad...” she said quietly, shaking. “H-hello, Mrs. Rainbow Dash, Mr. Soarin…”

Gulping nervously, Prism raised a hand and waved. “H-hi… w-what are you doing here?” he asked, wondering just why in the name of every higher power their powers had to come here.

His father shook his head, seemingly recovering somewhat; still, as he answered, he wasn’t meeting their eyes or even looking at them. “We, um, heard that Whirlwind was this week put on instructor duty, thought we would come and see you both. The other trainees told us you were here, ‘talking’.”

“Guess that explains why they were so nervous when they answered,” his mother added, rubbing her eyes. “Whirlwind, would you mind get off my son, and both of you covering yourself?”

“Preferably before your father snaps?” Cloudchaser added, looking at her husband who was staring at them without showing signs of life, save for a twitch of one eyelid.

Whirlwind quickly got off him, and Prism scrambled off the floor, both of them hiding behind a wall in the middle of the showers. They looked at each other, Prism’s own fear, shock and embarrassment reflected in hers.

“This couldn’t have just happened,” Whirlwind whispered as they heard their parents walk away, probably deciding to wait in the locker room. She grabbed her head and shook it. “How could something like that happened?!”

“I dunno…” Prism said, as confused as her. He grabbed his towel and tied it around his waist, then checked how dry was Whirlwind’s suit; fortunately, when later they took out another wrapper from her pocket they put her suit on a dry shelf further away. “H-how long do you think they were there?”

“I don’t know… I opened my eyes and they were already there,” she said, covering her face. “Oh fuck, they must have heard me talking...”

Considering what she had been saying, Prism couldn’t blame her for being mortified. “Hey, c’mon, it’s not the end of the world,” he said, trying to cheer her up. “I mean, our parents are cool… and your dad isn’t really going to kill me, isn’t he?” he asked, slightly worried about his reaction.

“No, I don’t think so… although you might want to try to get to stand next to the exit,” Whirlwind replied, smiling sheepishly; Prism was hoping she was making a joke, both because he hated seeing her unhappy like that, and because he wanted to survive. “I mean, if you’d get out of the locker room you should be fine, Dad can’t keep up your level of speed of a long distance.”

“Good, I always wanted to be remembered as a trainee that run from one of the senior members of the Wonderbolts covered only by a towel,” Prism joked nervously.

Whirlwind chuckled, then smirked. “You really think that going at that speed you’d keep that towel?”

He couldn’t not snort with laughter. Prism shook his head and leaned to kiss her. “You’re amazing,” he told her, truly meaning that.

“I know,” Whirlwind replied, her hand squeezing his ass through the towel. “You’re not so bad either. I’m sure we’ll be able to explain this to our parents somehow… and, you know, not speak to them for a few months after this.”

“Yeah, couldn’t agree more.”

As soon as they left the showers, wanting to wait for the kids in the locker room, Thunderlane starter pacing back and forth. “I’m gonna kill him,” he stated as he slowly recovered from the shock.

He heard his wife sigh, while Rainbow snorted. “No you’re not,” she said, then added, “At least not until I’m done with him.”

Now it was Soarin’s turn to sigh. “Rainbow, don’t be a hypocrite. We too had-”

“Yeah, at night, when we were alone,” Rainbow cut him off. “You’ve seen how those two earlier had reacted. Plus, the thing Whirlwind had said…”

Thunderlane turned away, not wanting to recall that. His little girl, saying such… things… It must have been Prism’s fault, he thought, resuming his pacing. He somehow convinced her to do this in front of everybody.

He still couldn’t believe that his daughter was having sex; let alone that he had seen it. Thunderlane wasn’t naive, he knew that sooner or later Whirlwind would start having sex (after all, him and Cloudchaser hardly waited until they were married, despite what he might had told their daughter when she was younger), but it would have never, in his wildest nightmares, crossed his mind that she would have… looked like this! In public place, with people watching!

“Speaking of Whirlwind...” he heard his wife speak up. Thunderlane looked at Cloudchaser as she continued. “Well, this is a men’s locker room and showers. Kinda looks like Prism wasn’t the one who, um, initiated this.”

His eyes grow wider, hearing her talk about their daughter like this, but as he thought about what she had said, he found sense in her reasoning. Which only made things worse for him.

“What the hell’s wrong with them?!” he asked, his question directed at nobody in particular. “Both of them! Don’t they have any shame?!”

Soarin cleared his throat, making all of them turn to look at him. “Not that I am happy that we saw them, or with what they had been doing earlier, but do we really want to argue with our kids about how they are having sex?”

Shuddering at Soarin’s last words, Thunderlane was about to reply when Rainbow beat him to it.

“So what, we should say ‘Oh, so you’re having orgies, that’s cool’?” she asked, her frown indicating what she had thought of that.

“Oh please,” Soarin replied nonchalantly, “if those were any other trainees that we would have seen and knew what they’ve done, you’d have loudly congratulated them.”

Rainbow cheeks grew red. “No, I would not!” As her husband raised eyebrows, she rolled her eyes. “Okay, maybe, but those weren’t any other trainees.”

Cloudchaser spoke up. “Let’s just talk with them and see what they have to say about this. Also, I think we should all be glad that they’ve at least had been using condoms. I am so not ready to be a grandparent.”

Thunderlane nodded, not even wanting to think how much worse this situation would have been if Whirlwind had gotten pregnant. But how can we be sure if those condoms laying around where theirs? he wondered. For obvious reasons, when earlier Prism’s penis was on full display he hadn’t looked closely enough to tell if they had been using one or not.

Just then, they all noticed the sound of approaching footsteps. As one, they turned towards the entrance to the showers, where after a heartbeat Whirlwind and him came though. Thunderlane frowned, the sight of the man who had so openly defiled his little girl making him furious.

Whirlwind could feel Prism tense beside her. She couldn’t blame him; her father was staring at him as if with an intention to kill. Also, though she doubted it was intentional, their parents stood in between them and the locker room’s exit, meaning he couldn’t run away too easily.

She cleared her throat and start. “Listen, we’re really sorry you had to… see that,” she started, feeling her cheeks burn with embarrassment.

Prism nodded and added. “We didn’t know you were going to visit us.”

“Yeah, we should have called first, silly us,” Rainbow said sarcastically. “We should have know if we won’t we might walk into you two having sex in a public place.”

“Well, to be fair, you did walk into the showers,” Prism countered sheepishly. “That’s not exactly a public place. I mean, what did you expect?”

His mother frowned at him, though Whirlwind knew he had a point.

Soarin raised his hands in gesture of reconciliation. “Look, why don’t forget for now that we saw you two having sex...”

I’d prefer to forget about it forever, Whirlwind commented in her thoughts.

“... and talk about what bothers us more; that you were having sex in public,” Soarin continued, then added, “With an actual public, if we are not mistaken.”

Her cheeks grew even hotter. Unable to meet their gazes, she looked away. “Um… you aren’t mistaken,” she said in a low voice.

She could hear her father groan angrily. “Why?” he asked, keeping his voice calm with obvious difficulty.

Whirlwind exchanged glances with Prism. How were they going to explain this? She doubted either of their parents would be happy with just “Because it was fun” for an answer.

“And for that matter,” her mother unexpectedly spoke up; Whirlwind wondered if she was trying to somehow make it easier for them to come up with an answer, “when exactly did you start having sex? You hadn’t been back together for too long. Assuming that you really did get back together shortly before that party,” Cloudchaser added.

She nodded. “Yes, we really did get back together then. As for when we started having sex… it was the same day actually,” she finished sheepishly.

Their parents looked at them, almost disapprovingly, but finally, after a heartbeat Rainbow sighed. “Well, they’ve been a couple for years earlier, I guess that counts,” she said, shrugging. “So you did that before or after the party?”

“What does that matter?” Thunderlane asked her, frowning.

“Just curious,” Rainbow replied.

In the meantime, Whirlwind had once again exchanged looks with Prism. “Actually…” Prism replied, smiling with embarrassment, “both.”

All four heads turned to him sharply. “Well, they’re young,” Soarin said, as if trying to defuse the situation.

Cloudchaser was about to nod in agreement, but she stopped in mid-motion. “Wait. Didn’t the two of you leave with that friend of yours, Amber?”

Oh, mother of Celestia, no, Whirlwind uttered in her thoughts.

She heard Prism clear his throat, but even before he said anything, their parents stared at them with eyes as wide as when they’d walked in on them minutes ago. Apparently, their obvious nervousness was an answer enough.

“You’re kidding,” Thunderlane said, looking from one to the other. “You… just had sex for the first time and then a few hours later had a threesome?”

Whirlwind wasn’t sure what to say. She was happy that at least her father wasn’t angry anymore, or at least, not as much, but she didn’t really like seeing him so confused. Also, she noticed that Prism’s father was looking at him with something akin to pride, which annoyed her a bit.

“Yes,” she said, sighing. “Amber is a good friend, and she had helped me a lot during this past month. So when she asked, and gave me very good reasons why she wanted to have a threesome with us, we couldn’t just refuse.”

“Yeah, I bet,” Thunderlane muttered, frowning at Prism. “I’m sure your boyfriend agreed to have sex with her just because of that.

Whirlwind frowned hearing his choice of words. “Dad, that was a threesome,” she pointed out. “That means I had sex with her too.”

They once again glanced at her with surprise, but to a small surprise, that didn’t cause much reaction. She had expected at least some concern about her sexuality or something. However, before she could ponder too much about it, Prism’s mom asked a question that took her by surprise.

“So, how long did you had sex that day in total?”

Everybody turned to look at her. “What does it matter?” Cloudchaser asked, confused.

“Hey, first I hear that he beat my records in the Academy, then that they had a threesome the same day they’d started having sex,” Rainbow replied. “At least I want to know that I had a longer first time than they had.”

As they continued to stare at her with confusion, Soarin sighed loudly and rolled his eyes. “Wow, your ego can’t stop you from competing even in a situation like this.”

“Oh shut up, you said you’ll be with me in health and illness,” Rainbow told him sternly, although there was a warmth in her gaze as she looked at him. Turning to Whirlwind and Prism, she asked, “So?”

Whirlwind gave a tired sight. “I dunno, five hours before the party and… four with Amber?” she asked, turning to Prism.

“Yeah, something around that. So nine in total,” he said, turning to their parents.

She too looked at them… and found all of them staring at them with open mouths. Whirlwind looked from one to another, not understanding. “What?”

First to recover was Rainbow Dash. “Nothing, just… shocked,” she said as the others slowly regained their composure. “And maybe a little jealous,” she added, looking away.

Cloudchaser cleared her throat. “So, um, how exactly did you come from having sex and threesomes into what was basically an orgy?”

Whirlwind sighed. “It wasn’t an orgy… well, at least, we didn’t mean it to be. I just wanted to have sex with Prism here, I didn’t know some other girls would come and people would start having sex too. And as for why we did it…” she said, remembering earlier question, “I… suppose you could say that knowing people were watching us made it more.. exciting,” she finished, smiling sheepishly. “I mean, sure, at first we were embarrassed just from thinking about something like that, but we quickly stopped caring about it; I mean, why should we be ashamed? We’re both hot and have great sex. Are you saying we should be ashamed?” Whirlwind finished, raising an eyebrow.

That caused their parents to get a little abashed. “No, of course not,” Cloudchaser quickly said. “It’s just… we didn’t quite expect you to do stuff like this, it will take us some time to get used to that. But we would never think you should be ashamed. Right?” she asked, turning to Thunderlane, her voice a bit forceful.

He sighed, but nodded and gave Whirlwind a weak smile. “Of course. Just please, for the love of Celestia, don’t do it someplace we can ran into you.”

“Well, next time give us a warning before you come visiting,” Whirlwind replied, smirking.

“Oh, trust us, we won’t even come to either of your apartments now without calling a day before,” Rainbow Dash said, waving her hand dismissively. She then cleared her throat and looked at her thoughtfully. “So, um… you said public sex is fun?”

This time, all heads turned to Rainbow. “Seriously?” Soarin asked, his eyes wide.

“What?” Rainbow asked innocently. “If they can do it, why couldn’t we give it a try someday? And don’t you dare eyeball me boy,” she told Prism sternly, who was also staring at his mother with shock. “We just walked in on you two having sex in public place where an orgy took place, you don’t get to say ‘oh, parent’s having sex, gross’.”

Prism opened his mouth, but no sound came from them; his mother had a good point.

“You’re really considering it, or are you just trying to scare the kids?” Soarin asked his wife.

“Maybe,” she replied, winking at him, then turning - much to Whirlwind’s torment - back to her. “So, you were saying?”

“Um…” Whirlwind mumbled, not really expecting to have to answer this. She opened her mouth, but just that minute her phone started to ring. Surprised - she forgot she even took it with her - she glanced at her pocket, but decided to not take it. “Let’s just ignore it,” she said, taking it off her pocket - the vibrations distracted her - and put it on of the lockers. Having done that, Whirlwind cleared her throat and started, “Well, yes, I mean… it’s exciting to know that other people are seeing you-”

Her phone beeped, signaling it started recording message. “Hi Whirlwind, it’s Amber!” Whirlwind blinked; she didn’t know she had set the voice so loudly that all could hear them. “Listen, just calling in to remind you about next weekend. Oh, and also, got a little surprise for you; I’m bringing toys this time!”

Whirlwind turned to stare at her phone, then facepalmed.

“Cya!”

Slowly, she turned to look at Prism and their parents; her boyfriend as embarrassed as her, the parents looking at her either with amusement or embarrassment as well.

“So,” Rainbow started, smirking, “how did you say it earlier? That you ‘couldn’t refuse’?”

Beside her, Prism sighed. “Mom,” he started, “don’t-”

“Hey, I’m not saying anything,” his mother quickly said, still smirking. “Heck, we’re damn proud of ya kid. Right?” she asked, glancing at Soarin, who gave a somewhat embarrassed nod.

Just as Whirlwind was about to once again think that it was slightly unfair how Prism’s parents were proud of him because of things like that, her mom spoke, “So, Whirlwind, how close friend is this Amber exactly?”

“W-well, not that close, we’re not dating in three or anything like that,” Whirlwind stammered, embarrassed. “But she is a very close friend to us, and since we had so much fun we decided to do it again.”

“I see,” her mom nodded, then raised an eyebrow and smirked. “So what kind of toys she was talking about?”

Whirlwind stared at her, surprised. “M-mom!”

“I was just kidding,” she said, sticking her tongue playfully.

“It wasn’t funny,” Thunderlane told his wife, causing her and Rainbow Dash to giggle. He sighed and continued; “Could we stop talking about how our kids are having sex?”

“Sure,” Rainbow replied, smirking, then turned to Whirlwind and Prism. “So, changing subject, what had Spitfire meant when she told us that you two kept teasing each other during flight courses?”

Thunderlane sighed loudly. “I was thinking about leaving the topic altogether, but…” he trailed off in defeat, rolling his eyes.

Once again, they exchanged glances, both smiling; compared to their earlier topics, this one wasn’t as bad. “Well, we first talked like we didn’t know each other,” Prism began, “with me calling her ‘ma’am’ and her calling me ‘trainee’...”

“Roleplay,” Rainbow nodded, grinning. “Nice.”

“Then when I finished one hundred laps as first, I was smirking because of us being basically alone for a few moments and because I liked our roleplay,” Prism continued, glancing at Whirlwind. “Dubz asked why I was smirking, and I said because I was thinking how much I’d like to f- have sex with her,” he corrected himself in the last moment.

Honestly, Whirlwind thought, rolling her eyes, considering that they saw us fucking, using the gentler word wouldn’t matter much. Besides, she added lusty, fuck sounds better.

She resumed paying attention, curious as to what Prism was going to say next… and how would their parents react.

“And then she squeezed my ass and massaged my boner through the suit.”

“Oh, mother of Celestia,” Thunderlane moaned in dismay.

Cloudchaser, on the other hand, snorted with laughter. “You made your boyfriend sprout a boner during flight courses?”

Whirlwind nodded and grinned. “Yeah, and then made him flying the obstacle course with it.”

Now everybody laughed, even her father, while Prism rolled his eyes. “Well, fortunately, I flew through it perfectly. Afterwards, Dubz commended me that I managed that, especially since I had some ‘baggage’, as she put it… and touched it.”

“I suppose by now we shouldn’t be shocked that you touch in public,” Soarin commented.

“Of course, Prism gave as good as he got,” Whirlwind said, not wanting to seem like the only one with grabby hands. “After he finished the race as first, he got behind me while I was waiting at the finish line and keeping an eye on the time of others, and started feeling me up through the suit, partially unzipped my suit and started squeezing my breasts.”

She paused, noticing the angry look her father was giving Prism. Perhaps we shouldn’t have gone into these many details, Whirlwind mused.

Clearing her throat, she added, “However, soon the other trainees started to get near the finish line, so he stopped so I could write down their times. After that we hadn’t exactly done much as exciting stuff. Just more role playing and stuff like that.”

“Wow,” Rainbow Dash said, sounding impressed. Glancing at her husband, she said, “Starting to wish you were my instructor; it sounds like the kids had lots of fun today. And that’s besides the orgy. Or breaking my records,” she added, winking at them.

Her comment caused Prism to smirk. “Hey, Mom, speaking of breaking your records, what is yours longest time having sex? Just curious.”

Whirlwind turned to look at him, both surprised and intrigued, while Rainbow Dash laughed hearing her son’s question. Soarin was rolling his eyes, whether at his wife or Prism Whirlwind did not know. Her mom, on the other hand, appeared to waiting for Rainbow’s answer, as if she too was curious. Her father, though...

“Well, since you ask…” Rainbow said, glancing at Soarin and grinning. “Our record is sixteen hours; a whole weekend of almost non-stop sex.”

“Sixteen hours?” Prism mused. Whirlwind could almost hear him smirk. “Okay then, we’re going to break it this weekend. Shouldn’t be much of a problem.”

“Um, Dad,” Whirlwind said, causing the other’s attention to turn to her and Thunderlane. “Are you alright?”

Her father had his gaze fixated on Prism, his eyelid was twitching and his hand was almost clenched, as if he held something in there (and considering his expression, the only things that fitted were knives or hammers).

“I’m… fine,” he said through the clenched teeth, still staring at Prism as if wanting to kill him. He shook his head and somewhat recovered. “Whirlwind, we kinda went through a lot this past half an hour; how about we’ll go to the mess hall eat something? You two can join us when you get dressed.”

“Um, yes, sure,” Whirlwind replied, glad that her father had calmed down.

Everybody else also agreed to the idea, so soon they were finally left alone, their parents going towards the mess hall. As the doors closed, both she and Prism sighed. “Well, that went well,” Prism said.

“Yeah…” she agreed, then gave him an amused look. “Were you trying to give my father a heart attack or something? Telling in front of him that you plan to fuck me for over sixteen hours.”

He chuckled uncomfortably. “Yeah, probably shouldn’t, but I just figured that considering everything we had already talked about - sex in the showers, Amber - we could talk about that too.”

“I suppose,” she agreed, smiling. She then drew closer to him and looked at him lustily. “So, you’re thinking about breaking your parent’s record?”

“Well, Amber was coming over for the weekend anyway, so…” he replied, smiling sheepishly.

Whirlwind smiled sheepishly as well, looking forward to the weekend.

Friends and/or Rivals are also Good Lovers, part I

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Best Friends are Best Lovers

Whirlwind broke the kiss and took a deep breath. She could feel Prism’s breath on her face as she stared into his green eyes, the heat of his body rubbing against her own.

Her heartbeat was so loud in her ears that she could barely hear Prism. “Dubz… are we…”

She stifled a giggle. “You can be a bit dense sometimes, you know that?” she whispered, pulling up to a sitting position on top of him.

Whirlwind grabbed her shirt and took it off in a swift move. A shiver went through her as she felt Prism’s stare at her bra for a heartbeat before he hastened to undress as well. She leaned further back and helped him get off his shirt, then pushed him back on the couch, pressing her lips against his as their tongues wrestled. She moved her hands up and down his torso, feeling his ribs and muscles under his skin. As she moved her legs to be more comfortable, she brushed against something very stiff and long, and the thought of that made her press her crotch against him and rub herself with his body.

Finally Prism began contributing more; his hands caressed her back as he reached for her bra’s hook. When they broke the kiss he moved to her neck and began nibbling it gently. He still hadn’t undo her bra; Whirlwind could feel his fingers fumbling with it. She paid it no attention; she was pretty nervous about what they were doing herself, and she had initiated it, following an impulse.

He’s probably even more nervous, she thought, tilting her head to kiss his cheek, and just then she felt him succeed.

The hook of her bra came off. Prism’s hand moved its straps down her shoulders; Whirlwind again pulled back as she took off her bra. She shuddered as she sat like that, with her chest naked, and Prism’s eyes looking at her breasts with an awe and hunger in his eyes. Her elbows twitched, as by instinct she almost raised her arms to cover herself, but she forced them down. Prism didn’t seem to have such a problem with his hands; he placed them on her sides and moved them slowly up to her breasts. A moan escaped Whirlwind’s lips as she felt his touch, closing her eyes to better enjoy the sensation. Encouraged, Prism began to fondle her boobs, then moved his hands a bit so that his thumbs could reach her nipples and make circular motions around them.

She gasped at the surge of pleasure, and her hands shot to Prism’s, grasping them and entwining their fingers. “You like that, huh?” she heard him ask, and when she opened her eyes she saw him smiling.

“Yeah,” she replied, moaning once more. She groped her breasts together with Prism for a while, before letting his hands go and arching her back, gasping as the pleasure built up. Whirlwind moved her hands behind to support herself against the couch as she pressed her crotch harder against Prism. She could feel his manhood through his pants, as well as her growing wetter and hotter with every second he continued to rub her nipples.

Why were either of them still wearing pants at this point?

Whirlwind slowly pulled his hands away as she leaned forward and kissed him, pressing his arms to the couch so she could stand up. She broke the kiss, and crawled down his body, stopping at his waist. It took her less time to unzip his pants that it took him to remove her bra (although Prism hastened to help her, unsurprisingly also keen on their current course of action), and soon she stripped them off his legs, along with his boxers.

His member immediately rose up proudly into the air. Whirlwind began staring at it even before his clothing fell to the floor. She had seen a penis before, both back at sex ed and in biology books, as well as in some… movies (which, oddly enough, she had seen more often since she she had been staying at Amber’s), but she hadn’t seen one with her own eyes. And it was Prism’s at that. She hadn’t expected him to be so… well endowed. But then again, she wasn’t sure what passes as big when it comes to penises… Would Amber know? Whirlwind wondered in her daze briefly, then, regaining a bit of lucidity, wondered why was she thinking about Amber right now, and drew closer to it.

It had a… strong smell. Not an unpleasant one, but a bit… musky. And a bit like a shampoo of sorts. He had a shower earlier, she recalled as she placed one hand on his thigh, next to his pubic hair. Prism shivered at her touch, but otherwise didn’t react as she slowly moved her other hand to his penis until she gently grabbed it. He let out a short sound that seemed like mix of a grunt and moan. Whirlwind glanced at him, worried for a heartbeat that she had grabbed him to roughly, but as he showed no sign of pain other than biting on his lower lip, she squeezed it delicately, then applied a bit more force.

They don’t teach you about how hard it is, Whirlwind thought, mesmerized, as she lightened her grip, then started to massage it, moving her hands up and down. Judging by the sounds Prism began to make he liked it. Whirlwind hadn’t finished exploring his nethers but, not wanting to stop, moved her other hand from his thigh to his balls. In comparison to his penis, the sack was soft, and as it was covered by pubic hair not as pleasant to touch. Still, she played with the two orbs with interest, delicately, intrigued by them and getting turned on by Prism’s reaction to her ministrations. He was breathing through his mouth as he observed her playing with his genitals, and uttering quick, soft moans.

The thought of how much power she had over him right now made Whirlwind even more wet. Deciding to take things further, she leaned forward, moving closer to Prism’s penis. Slowly, she extended her tongue, and licked the shaft. As Prism gasped in pleasure, she drew a few more licks around his dick, then, encouraged by his noises, she carefully pulled the foreskin down, revealing the tip.

With her eyes on Prism, who was doing his best to stifle his moans, Whirlwind leaned closer and kissed his tip.

“Oooh, sweet mother of…” Prism uttered before gulping and clenching his teeth.

Smirking, Whirlwind pulled her head back a bit, and gave his head a slow, deliberate lick, then another. She stopped fondling Prism’s balls as her hand moved down her own body; she just couldn’t take it anymore, hearing his moans having pushed her to her limit. She slipped her hand beneath her pants and panties and began to rub her pussy as her tongue circled around Prism’s tip. A finger made its way inside her, and Whirlwind, after a brief hesitation, parted her lips and took the head into her mouth.

Prism’s gasp filled her ears as her tongue began to twirl around the tip after a few second of adjusting to the sensation. Whirlwind moved it slowly underneath her mouth, while at the same time she played with herself, closing her eyes in her pleasure. As she grew more comfortable with the tip in her mouth, she opened her mouth wider, trying to take more of Prism’s dick. Whirlwind did it slowly, not wanting to gag and accidentally bite him in surprise, but more and more of his penis slid into her, the tip reaching her throat…

Suddenly, she felt Prism’s hands on her head. “D-dubz! I can’t…” he gasped and trailed off, trying to pull her away.

It quickly became clear why as his penis shot cum right into her throat. Whirlwind choked as hot liquid filled her mouth and she pulled away quickly. Perhaps it was a mistake, as a bit of Prism’s cum splashed against her face. For the moment, however, she ignored that, as she moved away from, trying to clear her throat.

“Are you alright?” Prism asked, getting up and kneeling beside her.

She swallowed the rest of the cum that was still in her mouth and nodded. “Yeah, just… took me by surprise,’ she said in a bit hoarse voice.

Whirlwind licked her lips and realized that there was still cum on her face. She wiped it with her hand… and then sniffed it.

Prism, in the meeting, continued to apologize. “I’m sorry, I... I didn’t know that was going to happen- I mean, um, I knew, of course, but I didn’t think it would happen right then,” he mumbled. Whirlwind glanced at him; he was red all over his face. She wondered if it was because he came so quickly, or because he nearly choked her. “I’m sorry,” he repeated. “L-let me get you something to… well,” he trailed off, waving his head in front of his face.

But before he could get up from the couch, Whirlwind, who found the smell of cum to be quite pleasant, took a lick of the bit on her hand, causing him to freeze and stare. He continued to look at her as she cleaned her face and licked all of his cum off her palm and, staring into his eyes, swallowed and smiled.

“Wow,” Prism muttered, his eyes round as plates. “Dubz, that was… kinda gross actually.”

Whirlwind blinked in surprise, then snorted a giggle seeing him smirk. “Ass,” she told him, punching him lightly. He chuckled, and as she punched him again for that he grabbed her hand and pulled her to him. Before she knew it, she felt his body against hers, his lips on hers, and she opened them for him. “Not so grossed now?” she asked after the kiss.

Prism smiled and kissed her on the nose. “Nah, I lied, that was hot,” he said. He then grimaced. “Sorry about… you know, finishing so quickly,” Prism said uncomfortably.

Whirlwind, however, smiled. “That’s okay. As long as you make it up to me, that is,” she added, smirking. “Think you can go again soon?” she asked, glancing down at his dick, which now, deflated as it was, wasn’t quite as impressive.

Before answering, Prism looked up and down her body, his eyes staying a second longer on her breasts. “Yeah, definitely,” he said as he looked into her eyes. “But…”

“‘But?” Whirlwind repeated, frowning.

Prism smirked, and before she realized, his hand slipped under her legs, the other grabbed her from behind and he rose, lifting her up. Having lost her balance, Whirlwind clutched to his chest with one arm and he held her.

“How about we move it someplace else?” he asked.

The muscles in his hand were trembling from the mild exertion as he walked towards his bedroom with Whirlwind in his arms. Prism still could scarcely believe that what was happening was real; a part of him kept fearing that in a moment he would wake up and it would turn out to be just a dream.

If it is a dream, I want to make the most of it, he thought as he walked into his bedroom naked, with the half-naked girl he loved in his arms.

He gazed into her blue eyes, which were full of emotion, then, when she turned her head to look at his bed, he quickly took in her body; her dark skin, her breasts, and farther down…

His gaze rested on her crotch; the blowjob she just gave him felt better than anything he ever felt, and Prism intended to fully return the favor.

After some fun first, he added as he placed her gently on his bed.

Whirlwind looked back into his eyes and smirked. “So,” she began, “what do you-”

He didn’t let her finish. Prism silenced her with a kiss, just as she had done so before, and pushed her, delicately but firmly, against the bed. He climbed on top of her and began moving down, first tending to her neck, and finally stopping at her breasts. Prism paused a moment, admiring their beauty, and lowered his head so that Whirlwind could feel his breath upon her perky nipples. She shivered against him, as he thought she might, and, after a few seconds, he gave her left nipple a brief lick, eliciting a gasp.

Encouraged, Prism did that again, except this time he dragged his tongue around the nipple. As Whirlwind moaned from his ministrations, he continued playing with it. He flicked the nipple with his tongue, and brought up one hand to caress her breast. His other hand went to her right boob and he began giving it the same treatment, except using his finger to stimulate the nipple.

All while doing that, Whirlwind’s body writhed underneath him. Prism could tell that pleasure was building up in her; she kept pressing her crotch into him and tried to rub herself, but he was taking advantage of his greater weight to not let her legs lift herself too high. He also placed his elbows on the bed so that she couldn’t reach her pussy with her hands and relieve some tension she was in.

She must be feeling really flustered right now, he mused as he took the nipple into his mouth and sucked gently. Whirlwind’s hand couldn’t reach her nethers, so instead she grabbed his back; he shuddered a bit as her nails dug into his skin while his tongue played with the nipple in his mouth. Too bad I still have the other nipple to take care of, Prism added mischievously.

His tongue swirled around one last time before he raised his head a bit, looked into Whirlwind’s imploring eyes, and leaned towards her other breast.

“Priiiiism!” Whirlwind moaned, arching her back as he began licking the other nipple. “Mmm… Don’t be an ass!” she panted, glaring at him.

In response, Prism made his next lick deliberately long, then smirked. “Okay, we can pick up where we left off later,” he said, winking. Giving her boobs one last squeeze, Prism crawled down and raised to his knees.

Although he had grown more comfortable, Prism still felt a bit nervous as he undid her pants and took them off. He lifted her legs a bit into air while doing so, and took off her socks too. An idea to caress her legs for a bit entered his mind, but as he saw Whirlwind’s hand moving to her panties, he decided that it was enough teasing for a while. Still, he grasped her wrist and looked into her eyes as he drew closer to his mark. Understanding his intentions, Whirlwind took her hand back and let him do as he pleased.

Carefully, he slipped his hand under her panties and began slowly taking them off. Standing so close, he could see wet spots on them, and his nose had been assaulted by her smell even before he could see her pussy. It was the most arousing scent he had ever known, and at the thought of tasting its source he felt his member - already half-awakened at this point - stir.

And then he saw her pussy.

His mouth parted as he took in its stronger scent. He gazed at Whirlwind’s pussy hungrily, for a few seconds so lost in the moment that he stopped taking of her panties; but he quickly recovered and took them off, throwing them away. As she spread her legs, Prism moved between them and leaned down, taking a long, slow lick around her lips.

“Ooooh…” he heard Whirlwind moan; based on how it was cut abruptly, he suspected that she clenched her teeth, but didn’t raise his head to look up, too busy with his current task. Which he enjoyed, as her pussy tasted delightful. Prism continued to tease her by licking around it, but their activities had made all of her crotch drenched in liquid. Whirlwind bent her knees and he grabbed her around her thighs to be more comfortable as his tongue circled closer and closer around his mark. When she squeezed him a gently with her legs, Prism finally decided to bring this game to next level, and he gently licked her pussy’s lips. Whirlwind gasped loudly. “Prism!” she exclaimed, moaning.

His tongue brushed the labium two or three more times, before he let go of her thighs and brought his hands next to his face. With only a brief hesitation, he parted her lips. As her most inner part of her body was revealed to him, Prism wished it was lighter in the room, but didn’t linger on the thought too much as he pressed his tongue against her opening and slowly pushed it inside.

He could hear Whirlwind moan and feel her legs squeezing him, but he was too focused on the sensation of her pussy’s velvet folds holding his tongue tight. What would it be like for my dick? he thought, moving closer and sticking more of his tongue inside. As he began to wiggle it around, he realized his nose was brushing against something. Knowing this could only be her clit, Prism began to rub it gently as he continued to lick her insides, moving his tongue in and back into his mouth at times, intending in a few moments to wrap his lips around it. However, Whirlwind’s reaction to his oral activity made him put that out of his thoughts for now.

Her entire body shuddered violently, her hands came to his head and pressed him against her crotch while her legs straightened, and she uttered a very loud gasp. Prism - whose nose was practically squashed against her pussy - held his breath while he grabbed around his thighs again and waited as she rode out her orgasm. Of course, he didn’t stop working on her with his tongue; he still wiggled it around as her vagina squeezed it and she splashed him with her juices.

As Whirlwind slowly calmed down and released her hold of him, Prism lifted his head to take some air before coming back down. His tongue flickered Whirlwind’s love button, causing her to start shivering and panting once more. One of her hands came back to his head; he felt her fingers brush through his hair, but she neither pushed him or pulled him away, just held him as he pleased her.

Despite the throbbing feeling in his dick that seemed to beg him to finally use it, Prism continued to rely on just his mouth for now. He wanted to make up to Whirlwind for cumming so early before (and for not giving her a warning in time) by bring her as close to her next orgasm as possible before tending to his own needs. With that in mind, he wrapped his lips around her clit and began to suck it, making her moans much louders.

“Oh, Prims…” she exclaimed, the rest of her words incoherent. “Mmm… yes, like that…”

If his mouth wasn’t busy, Prism would smirk at the thought of her having trouble speaking. As new as he was to this, he was fairly certain that meant he was doing a good job.

He brought his hand to her tight lips and slowly moved it towards her opening. While he continued to suck her love button and flicker it with his tongue, he began to brush two fingers along her lips, with one knuckle slipping inside. Prism pleasured her in this manner for several few moments until Whirlwind’s legs began to buckle. He hadn’t paid enough attention earlier to gage well enough how close it meant she was to another orgasm, but he decided that it was good enough.

Prism rose and was about to crawl forward… then he stopped. Condoms! he thought, wanting to slap himself for almost forgetting about them. As much as he loved Whirlwind, he didn’t want to have kids with her right now, and he was certain that she wouldn’t thank him if he got her pregnant. Especially considering she was about to be back on duty after a month of health leave.

Flashing her an apologetic look, Prism jumped off the bed and opened a drawer in one of the closets. Aside from the socks he kept there, there was a package of condoms deep inside of it that he had bought some time ago just in case of an emergency.

He took it out and turned around back to Whirlwind, unpacking it quickly. Apprehension dawned on her as he sat on the edge of the bed. “Oh, right,” she said, leaning upwards on her elbows as she looked at him. “Wait, why did you have those?”

When he glanced from the now half-opened package to her, Prism saw her looking at him with raised eyebrows. “Oh, um, it’s not like that,” he quickly rushed to explain, feeling heat rising on his cheeks. “I bought those just in case- No, I don’t mean like yesterday,” Prism stammered, worried she might think he had hoped to… well, he did, but more in a ‘dream-like’ way. “When I moved out,” he began again; he winced due to embarrassment, “my folks told me I should always have some, so they wouldn’t be suddenly grandparents because of my stupidity.” He smiled sheepishly. “So I bought a package.”

Whirlwind nodded, then frowned. “So this been here how many years?”

He couldn’t help not roll his eyes. “I know they have expiration day, I’m not an idiot. I bought this one a few months ago.”

“Ah, okay,” Whirlwind said.

Turning his attention back to the condoms, he finished opening the package and took one sachet. Prism thought back to sex ed class; felt like ages ago. I hope it doesn’t feel weird, he thought as he unpacked it and took out the rubber.

“You need some help with that?” he heard Whirlwind ask.

Prism’s first instinct was to ask her why she thought he couldn’t put a condom on his own dick while jokingly pretend to be offended. However, when he looked at Whirlwind, he saw her staring at the rubber in his hand with intrigue… and at his penis with lust.

Curious what she was thinking about, Prism leaned back to give her a better access. “Since you’re offering…”

Whirlwind crawled closer to him, took the rubber from his hand and bent over his groin. With her other hand she reached his penis and grabbed it gently. Prism shuddered, still not used to the sensation of somebody else touching it. Not paying him much attention at the moment, Whirlwind jerked his dick while she leaned closer to it, her hand with the condom hovering above it. As she pulled the foreskin down, making Prism clench his teeth to not groan as his tip was exposed to air, she brought it down, gently placing the plastic disk on top of his penis, and slowly rolling it down.

Okay, doesn’t feel too weird, Prism thought, wiggling a bit; the condom was rather a bit cold to touch. It will take some getting used too…

“How does it feel?” Whirlwind asked, gazing at him curiously.

“A bit odd, but okay,” he replied. “Not really used to having something around it, but I should be fine.”

“Really?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “Not even a hand?”

Glancing down at Whirlwind’s hand, still holding his dick, Prism smiled sheepishly. “That doesn’t count, I am hoping to wear it for a bit longer time.”

“I meant your hand,” she replied, smirking.

Confused, Prism opened his mouth to question what she meant… then he figured it out and blushed. “I- I don’t do that,” he stammed, embarrassed.

His denial must have amused Whirlwind. “Oh really?” she asked, dragging the syllables. “Am I really supposed to believe that?” she added, her palm massaging his dick.

Prism found it hard to focus in his current situation. “Why would you think I’m lying?” he asked nervously.

“Well, for starters, you are a guy.”

“Sexist,” he replied, hoping to turn this into a joke.

She ignored his comment and tugged gently on his penis. “And back when we were dating I noticed a few used tissues behind your bed.”

His jaw dropped. “I… um… oh sweet mother of Celestia,” he moaned, covering his face from the embarrassment.

He heard Whirlwind giggle, and he wondered if he could just drop undergound from shame. In the next moment, however, he felt her let go of his dick and embraced him. “Aw, c’mon, Prism, it’s nothing to be ashamed off,” she told him, holding him under his chin and lifting his head for a kiss as she straddled him. Prism, although reluctant, took his hands off his face and embraced her back. She was looking at him with a mix of amusement and pity after the kiss. “I mean, sure, back then it would have been, but now… it’s kinda hot,” she confessed, her face gaining in color.

With some of his embarrassment dispersed, Prism managed to muster a smile. “Oh, really?”

Whirlwind had positioned herself so that her pussy would be aligned with his cock. Now as they talked, she was moving her crotch up and down, rubbing herself with his dick. “Mmm… well, that depends,” she told him, keeping her face close to his. “Do you think about me while masturbating?”

Gazing into her half-lidded eyes, there was only one thing Prism could say; the truth. “Always,” he said in a husky voice.

Her face beamed at his reply, then took on a predatory visage. Before Prism knew what was going on, she pushed him against the bed, holding him down. Whirlwind, staring into his eyes, pecked him on the lips before she slowly raised to a sitting position, taking his hands into hers and moving them down her body, resting them on her hips.

As her hips rose and moved forward, Prism - despite about every fiber of his being telling him to not interrupt her - spoke. “W-wait,” he stammered, and Whirlwind looked at him with confusion. “Dubz… you’re sure?” When she shot him her ‘Are you kidding me’ look, he explained further. “I mean… it’s something else, you know? It’s big.”

She looked down. “I’d say,” she purred, causing him to blush. “Yes, I am sure,” Whirlwind said as she looked up. She then deadpanned at him. “Also, you could have thought about that before you got me so worked up again.” As he smiled sheepishly, she sighed and smiled. “I know it’s more serious than what we did until now, but I don’t care. I want to do this with you,” she said in a sultry voice, once again sliding his dick against her folds as she rose. “I need you, Prism,” Whirlwind said, looking into his soul.

Prism stared back at her, and saw all his emotions reflected in her. With a nod, he grabbed her hips more firmly. Whirlwind took that as a sign and began to slide down.

Slowly (almost agonizingly so for Prism), his dick was pressed against her opening. Whirlwind took a deep breath and lowered further down. After a second, her lips’ resistance gave in, and they parted, letting his dick inside.

Both of them gasped; Prism because of the pressure around his tip, Whirlwind because of the way her pussy was being slowly split up. At least he assumed so. Prism didn’t think she was in pain, or at least too much pain, as she continued to slide down. He, on the other hand, felt like he was in heaven. Whirlwind’s folds slowly enveloped more and more of his dick. Her pussy was very warm, and gripped him tightly, like a vice. A part of him wanted to grasp her hips harder and pull her down, but he ignored that animalistic part of every man and let Whirlwind set the pace.

She was still sliding down, having taken more than half of his dick by now. As he looked at her, Prism noticed that she was clenching her eyes and teeth. He was about to ask her if she was alright, but noticed the concentration on her face and decided it would be better to not distract her. And so, slowly, she took more and more of him into her pussy, until finally his dick disappeared inside of her and he bottomed out, making both of them gasp.

His mind had almost literally exploded with pleasure, but despite that Prism focused on Whirlwind. “Are you alright?” he asked, panting.

She was breathing heavily, but she nodded, a bit feverishly. “Yeah, fine,” she gasped, her eyes closed. “Just need a minute…”

Prism nodded with understanding and let her adjust. Fighting off the urge to move his hips, he ran his hand up to her breasts and began caressing them again. Whirlwind smiled and leaned a bit closer so he wouldn’t have to reach so far, and continued to take calming breaths. Finally, she felt her legs shiver before she slowly raised her hips, only to bring them down after a second.

Even that bit sent waves of pleasures through Prism. He bit his lip and brought his hands down to her hips, which he grabbed tightly, but other than that he stayed still. He was smart enough to know he had to let her set the pace. Even if it is difficult to not move, he thought as she raised again, a bit further.

Whirlwind brought her hips back down, then rose again and back, each time sliding further away. She began moving faster too, not by much, but by a bit and continued to speed up. Prism took a moment to look down. The sight of his dick appearing and then disappearing back inside of Whirlwind was strangely arousing. So was the feeling of warmth and moist around it, even through the condom. I wonder how it would feel without it… Prism began to think, but then shook the stupid idea out of his head. Maybe some day, in say a few years he would learn, but for now he wasn’t even gonna suggest that.

He returned to look at Whirlwind’s face, and found her staring at him. No longer slowly sliding but practically bouncing now, she was gazing at him through half-lid eyes. Her hands, resting on his chest to support her, clenched a bit as she brought her hips down, practically slamming against his groin and causing Prism to groan in pleasure. She stayed there a second longer before she resumed to bounce up and down, but this time he was ready. No longer afraid to participate, he began to thrust up to meet her hips. Whirlwind utterest a surprised gasp, but her face stretched into a satisfied smile.

That was all the encouragement Prism needed. Grasping her hips more tightly, he began to thrust regularly, syncing up with Whirlwind perfectly after just a few tries. His world had been reduced to the sensation of her pussy squeezing his dick, the feeling of their genitals slapping against one another; the sight of her bouncing boobs - to which she soon brought her hands to and started to massage them - and of her face, her closed eyes and open mouth; the sounds of the soft moans she was making, and squelching coming from their groins.

Soon, however, he realized the pressure in his penis was building up. Prism cursed inwardly; he had been too focused on what was happening. He might not have had sex ever before today, but he had read a lot about it to know he would last longer if he had been thinking about something… well, something gross would be best. But he forgot all about it, and he was nearing his second orgasm now.

“Dubz,” he panted, “how close are you?”

At first it looked as if he would have to repeat the question, but soon Whirlwind replied. “Almost… there,” she said, opening her eyes. She brought her hands back to support her as she leaned over him. “Don’t… you dare stop now!” Whirlwind hissed.

Prism nodded, and focused as best he could on delaying his orgasm. It wasn’t easy, not with Whirlwind slamming her hips into his faster and more violently.

“Yes!” she exclaimed loudly, repeating the motion. “Yes, yes, yes! Harder!”

Having little choice (or reluctance) but to obey, Prism thrusted his hip in time when she brought hers down, increasing in speed and strength. One of his hands lost its grip because of it, and as he tried to put it back, she reached back with hers and grasped it. He looked at her, a bit surprised, but as he gazed into her eyes he understood. Their other hands clasped too as Whirlwind brought her lips to his and they kissed.

This caused Prism to go over edge. He felt his balls empty into Whirlwind (or, well, try to; Thank Celestia for condoms,), but at the same time, her body shuddered too. She broke the kiss and moaned into his neck as her orgasm hit her at the same time as his. Her hips smashed against his and stayed there, with all of him inside her pussy.

Prism exhaled deeply as the sensation quickly passed, leaving exhaustion in its wake. He felt Whirlwind let go of his hands and hug him, so he did the same. His hands embraced her, and he softly stroke her as she calmed down.

They stayed like that for several long heartbeats, during which he felt his dick grow softer inside of her. Finally, Whirlwind pulled back her head to look him in the eyes. Her gaze seemed unfocused, making her appear half-conscious, but Prism recognized love in her expression easily.

“That was…” she said, her voice a bit coarse, “... wow,” she finished, not finding a better description.”

“Yeah,” Prism replied, not finding anything else to say; she was right, that was ‘wow’.

She smiled weakly, then brought her lips in for a kiss. As both of them were exhausted at the moment, it was brief, and then she slowly started to slide off him. Prism reached down to help her, taking a hold of his penis and the end of the condom as she turned on her side. His dick left her without much resistance; when Prism looked at it, it was already shriveled down, with the rubber looking like a big plastic bag. As Whirlwind laid on her back on the bed, Prism rose and took of the condom, being careful to not let his cum slip from it. Not having any trash cans in the bedroom, he tied the opening into a knot and placed it a bit further away on the bed. True, it was covered in Whirlwind’s juices from the outside, but Prism didn’t mind his sheets smelling like her.

“How are you feeling?” he asked when he lay back down next to her.

“Good,” she said, then she grunted and coughed. “I think my throat is a bit sore… I’m gonna go drink something in a minute,” Whirlwind muttered, tilting her head so that their foreheads were touching. “I’m feeling a bit thirsty.”

“There’s some mineral water in my fridge,” Prism said. “Want me to bring you some?”

“Nah, I’ll go get it myself. You rest,” she said, smirking mischievously. “We have so much more to do…”

Thank Celestia for mineral water, Whirlwind thought a few minutes later as she gulped down the bottle.

It felt weird to stand naked in the kitchen like that. She hadn’t even done it in her own apartment (well, maybe once). Plus the floor was a bit cold to her bare feet. However, she and Prism had the next few hours just for themselves, and she intended for them to spend it in their birthday suits.

Her heart was still racing at the thought of what they had just done. We just had sex, Whirlwind thought, placing the almost empty bottle down on the kitchen table; thankfully there were two others in the fridge. They were probably gonna need them. I still can hardly believe it… and it was so wonderful, she thought with lust. Hope Prism, hm, recovers quickly, Whirlwind added with a quiet giggle. There was is so much more we can do…

She walked from the kitchen through the living room, stretching. Recalling from yesterday that there wasn’t any house on the other side of the windows here, Whirlwind decided to take a peek at the outside. Walking around naked was a surprising turn on for her, and the thought of standing before a window now made her loins stir.

After making sure that there was nobody outside who could see her, Whirlwind leaned against the window. Her thoughts went back to their flight earlier today. How would it feel to have sex on the clearing? she began to wonder. Her hand began to make it’s way to her pussy. Almost nobody comes there… or up on a cloud?

She broke off her reverie as she felt her fingers brush her pussy’s lips. Wow, I had sex once and now I’m thinking about stuff like that? she snorted, amused. I would have thought out of the two of us Prism would be the one to plan having an outdoor sex-

A pair of hands embraced her from behind, startling her. “What’chya doing?” Prism asked, clasping his hands on her belly, just below her breasts. He bend down to kiss her neck. Whirlwind tilted her head so he could reach it easier.

“Just wanted to walk around naked a bit,” she purred, pressing her back against him. “I was curious how that feels.”

“And?”

She giggled. “You tell me,” she said; she could feel his manhood on her ass, growing hard again.

“Aren’t you afraid somebody sees you?” he asked instead.

“Hm…” Whirlwind hummed as she did a great show of looking around/ through the window. “Seems like there’s nobody there. And even if there was, if they could see us…” she tilted her head to look at him with one eye. Meeting his gaze, she whispered: “Let them.”

Apparently, it wasn’t just her that was slowly losing all of her shyness as this day went on. Prism not only did not seem abashed at the idea, but an eager growl rose in the back of his throat. He leaned closer to kiss her lips, while at the same time Whirlwind felt him crouch a bit. As his cock slid in between her legs, brushing against her pussy, she understood perfectly what he intended.

She was about to ask him about a condom, but just that second he unclasped his hands; in one of them he was holding a wrapper. Whirlwind smiled as he quickly opened it and began putting the rubber on his penis. Eager to start too, she arched her back, pushing her rear into him and raising her hips while placing her hands on the window.

A gasp escaped her lips as Prism entered her, but this time his cock slid through her opening with ease. She still felt a bit of pain as she felt it split her insides, but it was much less than the first time. Compared to that it was almost non-existent, leaving Whirlwind to just enjoying the great pleasure building up inside of her.

Slapping noise sounded through the living room as Prism found a comfortable position and started thrusting regularly. For the moment Whirlwind was content with just standing, but soon she began to move her hips in rhythm with his. She moaned loudly at the fast pace, but just then Prism slowed down, and brought one hand to her breast, fondling it and playing with her nipple, while his other one went down and started to run over her clit. This caused her body to shiver in pleasure, but neither this nor the earlier fast rhythm was what was bringing her rapidly to an orgasm.

It was the knowledge that they were doing this against the window. That she could see the outside, and know that any moment somebody could be passing by and see them. See Prism fucking her, and her boobs almost bouncing against the surface of the glass.

It quickly proved too much for her. After a short time she screamed as her orgasm hit her, cumming all over Prism’s cock. He leaned closer and nibbled her neck, slowing down. Whirlwind panted, grateful for a chance to catch her breath, but before she could say anything she felt Prism leave her pussy. In next instant she was turned around. Now facing Prism, Whirlwind embraced him around his neck and kissed him. He was more than happy to oblige her. As his tongue explored her mouth, she felt him grab her thighs and lift her up while pushing her against the window. Whirlwind hissed, the cold of the glass making her shiver, but neither she nor Prism paid it much mind. His cock plunged into her and he proceeded to fuck her, both using the window as a leverage.

Whirlwind entwined her legs behind him, feeling his ass he slammed into her, enjoying the rough treatment. She moaned into his mouth as they broke the kiss, and stared into his eyes as he fucked her fast. The hunger in his eyes turned her on. None of them said a word, they just panted as they gave in to carnal pleasure.

Unfortunately for her, Prism couldn’t last too long with such exciting positions, either. Whirlwind felt him shudder and slam against her one last time, hilting inside of her. Prism gasped loudly as he came, then breathed heavily. Whirlwind kissed him as she waited for him to calm down after orgasm, then pushed him away. She landed on her feet a bit shakily, but quickly recovered and pounced on Prism, pinning him down to the floor.

She leaned down to kiss him again, then turned around so that her groin was above his head. Understanding what she wanted from him, Prism grasped her rear and let it down to his mouth, proceeding to lick her pussy clean. Whirlwind moaned softly, satisfied, then looked down on her “prey”.

Whirlwind removed the used condom and threw it away; she would help Prism clean later. Even though she knew how a male’s body worked, she was still a bit disappointed at the sight of his deflated dick. Oh well, guess I have to remedy that, she thought lustly and leaned down.

As she quickly found out, a penis in this state wasn’t as fun to service as when it was hard, but it was still arousing her. First she licked it off Prism’s cum, then took it all into her mouth. Her tongue danced around it as she sucked it, thinking back how it felt earlier. When she was touching a penis for the first time and it was so wonderfully hard.

Prism wasn’t lying idle. As she was playing with his dick, he was tongue-fucking her, while his hands grasped her buttocks tightly, bringing her closer to him. Whirlwind was more than happy to hump his face. Trying her best to focus, she pulled down Prism’s penis’ foreskin and bent down to slide her tongue around its edges.

Her ministrations began yielding results; she felt Prism’s dick grow bigger when she sucked the tip. She pulled back to see if she was right, and indeed she was. Whirlwind was about to return to pleasuring him orally, but then she felt Prism drawn a lick across her clit. She looked back, a bit startled, and noticed that when she backed away earlier she moved her rear far enough that he could reach it. Wondering why she didn’t think of it before, Whirlwind leaned down as far as she could without moving her pussy, which was luckily enough to take Prism’s cock into her mouth. By then it was almost as hard as when he fucked her, and after a mere few seconds of work with her tongue it was back to its glory. Moaning with satisfaction, she bobbed her head up and down, wanting to get him to cum as fast as possible. She could feel her own orgasm approaching, and she wanted them to hit their climaxes together again. And so she worked earnestly on his shaft, feeling it almost reach her throat as she had to gag on it, while Prism on his end sucked her clit. And just as she wanted, so it came to be; the pleasure built up inside of her and she came, spreading her juices over Prism face, while she felt his dick throb in her mouth and release cum right down her throat.

She pulled her head back, far enough only for the rest of his load to fill her mouth. It wasn’t as much as the first time, but considering how much it was back then she was thankful for that. Whirlwind slowly let Prism’s dick slide from her mouth, then kept it closed as she stirred the cum inside with her tongue before swallowing. Having done that, and with her climax over, she slumped down on top of Prism.

Whirlwind could hear him panting, and felt his breath next to her nethers. “Dubz, you’re alive?” he asked in an exhausted voice.

Suppressing a giggle, she answered: “Yeah, you?”

“I think so; then again, given the view and the smell I might be in Heaven.”

This time she did giggle. Whirlwind rolled to the side, falling off Prism and lying next to him on the floor. “Can you keep it going?” she asked, breathing heavily.

“Yeah, just need a breather,” Prism replied, his breath following the same pattern. “You?”

“I think I need a minute too,” Whirlwind said. “But not too long.”

“Oh yeah, definitely not too long,” Prism chuckled.

“Oooooh Prism!” Whirlwind moaned as Prism fucked her hard into his bed.

She laid down on her back, with her legs in the air as her lover pounded into her relentlessly. Whoever said missionary is boring… Whirlwind started but her thoughts trailed off as Prism leaned down and sucked her nipple. Her moans became shrieks of pleasure.

“Fuuuuck!” she spluttered, sensing an approaching orgasm. “I… I… I…” she tried to say, but couldn’t articulate. Finally, as she reached her climax, she moaned: “PRIIIISM!”

But he didn’t stop. He continued to fuck her relentlessly through her orgasm, his own still far away, not pausing even when he switched from one nipple to another. Whirlwind could only moan as the pleasant feeling of fullness in her pussy didn’t go away, no, rather increased the longer his dick stayed there. She was lost to the pleasure, to constant pounding, to the sounds of squelching their genitals made as Prism gave his all to her.

It wasn’t long before his thrusts caused her to near another orgasm. Screaming Prism’s name, her body trashed, but at the same time she felt him hilt inside of her and hold her down. So lost she was in her own pleasure that she hadn’t noticed Prism was about to cum too. She looked him in the eyes lovingly as they both rested after their respectfully climaxes, then after several heartbeast Prism pulled back and rolled to a side.

Whirlwind whined unhappily, missing his weight on top of her, but turned to kiss him as he embraced her. “It’s a bit weird that we tried the missionary just now, isn’t it?” she asked after a few moments of silence.

“Yeah, I thought so too,” Prism replied, chuckling. “Although, if I remember correctly, I wanted to start with missionary, but then you straddled me and we went with cowgirl.”

“Ah, I see,” she mused. One of her hands made its way down to his penis and, after removing the condom, began to jerk it. “Out of curiosity, which position you liked the most?”

Prism’s arm slid down her body and his hand landed between her legs. “Liked the most?” he asked, brushing his fingers across her opening. “How could I chose one? I like them all,” he purred, slipping one finger into her pussy.

She hummed in pleasure. “Yeah, me too. Can’t think of one I liked more than others.” Whirlwind glanced down; Prism’s dick began to grow hard again. “We should be wrapping this up if we want to make it to the party. What do you say we go take shower after we use up the next condom?”

“I’m game,” Prism said with a smirk, but when he tried to raise, she held him down.

With a wink, she leaned over to the package. She blinked when her hands brushed against the wrappers. Huh, only two left, she noted, taking one. Whirlwind quickly opened it and put the condom on Prism’s now hard dick, then rose on a slightly shaky legs and with her back turned to him positioned herself above Prism.

She kneeled down, needing to grab his penis to line it up accurately, then in a slick motion she slid down, taking it all in in one stroke. Whirlwind gasped as his dick hilted inside of her, but she didn’t let herself rest and began moving her hips up and down, slowly for now.

Hearing Prism moan behind her, she couldn’t help but ask: “Oh, you like that don’t you? My tight hot moist tunnel, squeezing your dick for all it’s worth?” she asked, slowly rolling her hips before slamming them down on him.

Prism didn’t reply, unless his gasps were supposed to be an answer. Instead his hands grabbed her and slid up to her breast. Nodding with approval, Whirlwind moaned once his fingers worked their magic and arched her back. Suddenly, his hips shot up, causing her to lose her rhythm and bite her lip as pleasure built up in her wet passage. Glancing behind to see Prism smirking she brought her weight down again, grinding against his crotch, before raising as far as she could without dismounting. His throbbing shaft almost left her pussy, but she then brought them down and resumed to bounce in quick turns, not stopping moving for a second. Her boobs brushed against the hands holding them. When one of his legs rose a bit in its knee, Whirlwind used it to rub her opening against it, bringing herself faster to the climax.

She came with a loud moan and fell back from the exertion, landing in Prism’s arms. His dick slid out almost with a pop!, and when she glanced at it she saw that it continued to stand proud.

Panting, she began to rise, while trying to think of a way to finish him, but it appeared that Prism had an idea ready. He grabbed her and turned her around, making her face him as he held her, then rose from the bed and placed her on the desk right next to it. A bit surprised, Whirlwind looked around and figured out why Prism chose this spot; when standing on the bed, he would be perfectly aligned to fuck her as she laid on the desk.

Even before she realized it, he was pressing his cock against her lips, parting them as he entered her. Prism grabbed her thighs to better align himself and then began to roll his hips, still holding her legs in order to pull her unto his dick.

Pleasure began to build inside of her again as he massaged her innermost depths. “How close are you?” she asked; having to guess by his expression, she would say that not long, while her orgasm would be a bit further away down the line.

He didn’t reply, focusing on his task apparently. When she saw him close his eyes she wondered if he was trying to not think about anything sexy to last longer. If he was, then it was a sweet thing to do, although a bit degrading. However, Whirlwind couldn’t pay those musings much thought as Prism started smacking his hips more violently against her, making her pant and wish he would never stop. For a while it seemed so, time measured only by their moans, squelching noises and creaking of the bed had passed and he wasn’t slowing down. But just as Whirlwind could almost taste her orgasm, Prism tightened his grip of her and hilted inside of her, his covered-by-condom tip kissing her walls as it unleashed his cum inside of her.

She sighed with disappointment as he pulled away, but he almost immediately bend down and sucked on her clit. Her hand went to his head and her fingers brushed through his hair as she screamed in ecstasy as her climax hit, shuddering from the top of her head to the bottom of her toes. Whirlwind breathed heavily as her orgasm subsided, and when she felt strong enough she lifted herself to look at Prism. He smiled at her as he licked off his juices off his face.

I should have known he wouldn’t let me not have an orgasm…

“Well, walking is going to be a bit tough,” he heard her muse as they entered the shower cabin. Prism looked at her questioningly. “I’m sore all over downstairs.”

“I see,” he said, also feeling weak. He turned on the knob for hot water, and it began pouring at them from above. “Yeah, me too. Man, this had to be some kind of record, huh? For the first time I mean,” he explained, raising his voice a touch to be heard over the sound of water

Whirlwind laughed. “Maybe? Who knows. Honestly, I don’t care about it right now.”

Prism nodded with understanding. They had more important things to worry about. Starting with making it in time to the party at Sugarcube Corner. He leaned down to pick up shower gel and poured some onto his palm, then turned to Whirlwind.

She smirked seeing the gel on his hand. “Wow, such an opportunity for a ‘don’t drop the soap joke’ and you hadn’t taken soap but gel. I’m impressed.” Prism rolled his eyes, chuckling. What she said next, however, made him pay full attention to her. “Can you wash me?”

Never reluctant to touching her body, Prism pressed his palm against her breasts, spreading the gel around them and taking more shower gel. Whirlwind hummed with a smile as his fingers carried it across her body. His hands caressed her belly, massaged her boobs, squeezed her ass. Prism slid behind her, his penis starting to throb as he led his fingers down…

“Um, Prism…” Whirlwind moaned as his hand slid across her pussy and his erect dick brushed against her behind. “Didn’t you have enough?”

“Of you? Never,” he whispered into her year, pushing her gently forward.

Whirlwinds sighed, but when she turned her head to look at him he saw a glint in her eye that told him she wanted it too. Still, she told him; “If we’re late it’s on you.”

“How can you be late to your own party?” he asked, amused, leaning from the shower cabin to where he had left the last wrapper with a condom (just in case; after all, they had been about to enter a tight space with hot water pouring down on them as they touched themselves all over their bodies).

“Well apparently you have to be dating a guy named Prism,” she shot back with a grin as she placed her hands on the shower cabin’s walls.

He couldn’t help but chuckle at that as he put on the last condom. “I see your point,” he told her, embracing her from behind.

“You better not say ‘let me show you mine’,” she said in a giggle that quickly turned into a gasp as his shaft slid right into her slippery pussy. Prism moaned too and grabbed onto her ass for deal life. Whirlwind rolled her hips slowly in the most pleasant of ways. She turned her head around over her shoulder. “Oooouhh, your dick feels so gooood!” she moaned with lust.

Prism bent down to kiss her as he continued to pound into her. Her slippery walls, soft and slick like velvet seemed to ripple as if purposely trying to hold him down, clenching around his penis. Whirlwind arched her back as she began thrusting back, pushing against him and thrashing wildly as they fucked senselessly. Pressure began to build up inside of him, and guessing by her moans, Whirlwind wasn’t far behind.

And she wasn’t. Uttering a loud shriek, Whirlwind lets go of the wall and grabs onto his hands while he hilted inside of her, unloading his cum into the condom as she shivers from his orgasm. Both of them spent and panting heavily, Prism pulled out of her, letting water pouring on them drool down their bodies as they calmed down.

“That was the last condom, wasn’t it?” Whirlwind asked, her breaths short.

“Yeah,” Prism replied, taking it off and throwing it away.

“Well, now we should be able to focus on getting cleaned,” she summed up, though she sound a bit unhappy that they couldn’t continue. Turning around on shaky legs, she leaned to pick up the tube with shower gel. “Also, when we do leave the party, we’ll have to stop by the pharmacy.

It felt a bit weird for Prism to wear clothes after so many hours of, well, not wearing them. Still, after they got cleaned up and dressed, he thought about it and realized that he was glad that they were going to that party. As fun as it was, they needed a break. Prism was fairly certain that at this point his balls were empty.

“Are you coming?” he asked in a raised voice, then snorted with laughter.

Whirlwind echoed him from the bathroom. “Well, not right now,” she replied as she left the bathroom, her fingers brushing through her hair. “Okay, now seriously, do I look like I had just finished a sex marathon?” she asked, straightening her shirt.

“I don’t think so. But anyway we don’t have much time left,” Prism pointed out.

Sighing in agreement, Whirlwind began walking towards the door. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

“So… what do we tell the others?” Prism asked a question that was bugging him for the last five minutes. “Do we tell them that we’re together?”

“Honestly, I don’t know,” she said, shrugging. “Let them figure it out if they want, I don’t have the energy to deal with them making a deal out of it.”

“Yeah, sorry about that,” Prism said, smiling sheepishly.

“Oh relax, it’s not like it would be your fault,” Whirlwind replied. “And those are my friends too. And besides, them making a deal out of it is a sign of them caring and all that, right?”

“Well, yeah, but I meant that ‘don’t have the energy’ part when I apologized,” he said, sticking his tongue at her.

She snorted with laughter. “You’re horrible,” she said, punching him lightly.

“Maybe,” he retorted, grabbing her and pressing her against his body. With one hand he raised her chin to look her in the eyes. “But you love me,” he said, leaning down and kissing her,

She moaned into his mouth softly. “Mhm…” she purred as they broke the kiss. “I love you and you love me. Now let's get going,” she added in a more brisk tone.

Nodding in an agreement, Prism followed her as she left his apartment, then quickly closed the door behind them and walked along his girlfriend, wondering if this day could possibly, in even the tiniest way, get any better.

...

Little did he know...