Rainbow Dash checked her watch for the umpteenth time that night. “Alright, so let’s go over the plan one more time.” She looked back towards the stage, a fair distance from her and her companion’s location by the currently folded bleachers. “Flash and the band should be calling it break-time in roughly… five minutes or so. When they head backstage, you and I ambush Flash and drag him back to the janitor’s closet. I don’t think he’s going to put up much of a fight…”

“Aw, would you look at that?”

Dash’s attention snapped to her best friend and routine fuck-buddy. “You weren’t even paying attention, were you?”

Pinkie Pie didn’t even look at her. She just sighed wistfully and continued gazing at whatever had caught her attention on the dance floor.

Mumbling under her breath in irritation, Rainbow Dash sidled up beside her and looked in the same direction. The multitude of dancing couples filled her vision, but it wasn’t hard to tell who it was Pinkie was so focused on. “Why are you watching Maud and Trixie dance?”

Pinkie shrugged. “I dunno. Just…”

“You aren’t regretting coming with me tonight, are you?”

“Of course not!” Pinkie Pie waved her hands frantically. “I love coming with you. You know that.” She allowed herself a giggle at the entendre before looking back to her older sister and her date. “I know that we’ve been planning this whole thing with Flash for a while and tonight was the perfect night…”

“That’s what your chart said, yes.”

“It’s just…” She motioned at the couple. “Look at them. Look how happy they are.”

Dash watched the couple spin across the floor to the high energy song the band was playing. She raised an eyebrow when Trixie squealed in delight as Maud spun her out and pulled her back in one smooth motion. “Your sister can really dance.”

“I wouldn’t know. Tonight’s the first time I’ve seen her do it.” Pinkie slumped back against the bleachers and hugged herself. “She’s like a totally different girl since she and Trixie coupled up. She’s so much happier now.”

Dash, who had seen Maud a few times since the original coupling in question and had not noticed any serious change in the stoic girl’s usual demeanor, opted not to say anything.

“And that’s not all. Look at Sunny and Fluttershy.” She nodded towards the pair who were currently sipping punch as they cuddled just off the dance floor. “And now Rarity and Applejack have made it official…”

“Yeah, I guess I owe you ten bucks.”

“Fifteen.”

“Ten.”

“We made that bet years ago, Dashie. Interest.” Pinkie sighed again. “My point is that everyone in our little sleepover fun time club has coupled up. Everybody except us.”

“Well, duh. We’re the carefree, fun, fuck-anything-and-everyone duo.” Dash playfully punched her friend’s arm. “Are you tired of that?”

“Well… sometimes.” Pinkie smiled apologetically. “I love having fun with you, Dashie. But I also want a little something more sometimes, y’know?”

“No. I don’t know.” Rainbow Dash lied as the song ended. “I’m too wild to be tied down. I can’t think of anyone I could stick around with on a permanent basis. That just sounds so… boring.” She looked back at the stage. “If you don’t wanna jump Flash with me, that’s fine. I’ll just….” Pinkie’s hand clapped over her mouth.

“No no no. We are absolutely going to boink Flash’s brains out tonight. But after that?” She shrugged. “Maybe I wanna try something else.”

“You mean after the last big sleepover, right? Because I special ordered that stuff because you told me how we were going to use them on Sunset…”

“Obviously after that, Dashie.” Pinkie giggled.

Dash joined in the laugh and looked up as Flash once again approached the microphone. “Alright, now he’ll announce the break…”

“Alright everyone!” Flash called out. “Me and the boys are about to take a break.”

“Yes!”

“But we’ve got one more song before that.”

“Fuck!”

“It’s an oldie, but a goodie. Couples! To the dance floor!” He strummed his guitar. “This one’s for you.”

The various couples in the room followed his direction, returning to the center of the gym as Flash’s band played the iconic intro to yet another rock classic.

Dash pouted. “Alright, so I guess I can wait one more song. Don’t know about you, Pinks, but I’m hornier than a…” She looked around to find Pinkie again watching the various couples now slow dancing. “Oh for the love of…” She threw her arms in the air in frustration. Why was Pinkie Pie being so damn weird tonight? Normally Pinkie was her partner in crime, her other in a duo of debauchery. But tonight she was all lovey dovey and… UGH. This was all Applejack’s fault she decided. What with her big impassioned love confession. Tonight was supposed to be about fun, and Dash’s favorite form of fun was fucking. Until tonight, she thought it was Pinkie’s as well. But if Pinkie wanted to be weird before they drained Flash’s sack, then they could be weird. She stomped over to Pinkie and held out her hand. “Do you wanna dance?”

Pinkie blinked at her in confusion. “What?”

“I asked if you wanted to dance with me.” She tilted her head towards the dance floor. “Do you?”

Pinkie’s face broke into a wide grin and she nodded enthusiastically. She took Dash’s hand and allowed the athlete to pull her into the thick of the crowd. They faced each other and their hands found their way to each other’s hips. They began to sway just as Flash began singing;

“I can't fight this feeling any longer

And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow

What started out as friendship

Has grown stronger

I only wish I had the strength to let it show…”

Pinkie smiled at Dash as they danced. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For asking me to dance. I love this song.”

Dash smiled and squeezed Pinkie’s hips. “Hey, I can be a good friend from time to time.”

Pinkie returned the squeeze and pecked Dash’s nose. “You’re my best friend, Dashie.”

“I tell myself that I can't hold out forever

I said there is no reason for my fear

'Cause I feel so secure when we're together

You give my life direction

You make everything so clear…”

As they danced, Dash looked at Pinkie in a new way. They’d never been this close with clothes on, and the experience of staring at Pinkie’s face without her murmuring vaguely filthy nothings was quite different. Dash’s heart swelled as she took in the blue of Pinkie’s eyes, breathed in the vaguely sugary scent of her hair and skin. She started to smile unconsciously. Why hadn’t she done this before? This was… nice. Dancing with Pinkie like this was really nice.

“And even as I wander

I'm keeping you in sight

You're a candle in the window

On a cold, dark winter's night

And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might…”

Pinkie laid her head on Dash’s shoulder and Dash, not missing a beat, pulled her closer and wrapped the pink girl in her arms. She could feel how warm she was even through the frilly and poufy dress Rarity had designed her.

Pinkie breathed in and giggled. “You smell like vanilla.”

“Well… I remembered how you liked this stuff the last time I wore it. If you were coming with me tonight, I wanted you to have a good time.”

Pinkie pulled her head away and looked at her best friend. “Dashie, when I’m with you, I’m always having a good time.”

“And I can't fight this feeling anymore

I've forgotten what I started fighting for

It's time to bring this ship into the shore

And throw away the oars, forever…”

Rainbow Dash leaned in and Pinkie met her halfway. It wasn’t the first time they’d kissed. Hell, it wasn’t even the five hundredth. But really, it was the first time they’d kissed. It was slow and easy. There was no real lust behind it, but affection and tenderness. They kissed and they danced and time seemed to slow down. The other couples faded away. It was just the two of them on the dance floor.

That was all they needed.

They parted at last, and Dash smiled dopily at Pinkie. “Heh. That was…”

Pinkie’s eyes shot open in shock. “Dashie! We kissed too long!”

“I dunno, I could stand to kiss you a little longer…”

“Look!” Pinkie grabbed Dash’s face in her hands and turned her forcefully towards the stage. The bands instruments were sitting unattended. The dance floor had emptied because the song had ended. “We missed him.”

“Not yet we haven’t.” Dash touched the lightning bolt shaped medallion about her neck.

“Ooooh. Are you gonna run really fast around the world over and over and over again to reverse time?”

Dash blinked at her. “Uh… no? We’re just gonna speed over backstage.”

Pinkie Pie nodded sagely. “Ah. That makes sense. That running backwards thing would’ve just felt like a cheap plot device anyway.”

Dash rolled her eyes as she grabbed Pinkie’s hand. “Hold on to me.”

Pinkie tightened her grip. “Always.”

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Flash Sentry stretched as he started down the stairs that would lead him to the dance floor. Hopefully Sandalwood had spiked the punch already. He needed something to ease the ringing the amps had left in his head. He’d just reached the bottom step when a rainbow colored blur slid into his vision. He shook his head and wiped his eyes quickly. “Pinkie Pie? Rainbow Dash? What are you doing here?” He grinned. “I saw you two on the dance floor. Not gonna lie; kinda hot.”

The two girls smirked at one another. “If you think that was hot…” Dash started, running a finger down the buttons of Flash’s shirt.

“…Then you’re gonna flip when you see what’s under our dresses.” Pinkie finished, brushing her fingers over Flash’s zipper.

Flash grinned and wiped his brow. “That’s a tempting offer. Think I could get a drink before…?” But they’d each snagged an arm before he could complete the sentence. Flash had to laugh as they dragged him away towards one of the nearby closets. He wondered exactly what the pranking pair had under their dresses they seemed to think he’d find so enticing…

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Nothing. The answer to the previous question was nothing.

Flash buried his face between Pinkie’s generous cleavage, earning a giggle from the buxom beauty. He tightened his grasp on Rainbow Dash’s hips and continued to thrust into her from behind, her toned ass making a satisfying thwacking noise every time it struck his thighs. His own shirt was unbuttoned, his pants down around his ankles. He reluctantly left his haven in Pinkie’s chest to look down at Dash’s ass and give it a firm smack. Dash let out a pleasant cry and looked back at him, her hands still braced against the wall. “Too much?”

“Harder, pussy.”

Oh. So it was going to be like that. Flash obediently brought a much more forceful hand down on Dash’s ass, massaging the blow in and admiring the firmness of the muscle there. “That better?”

“Much.” Dash licked her lips and grinned. “Now fuck me like you mean it. And try not to get too distracted.”

Flash opened his mouth to ask what could possibly distract him, but the answer came quickly as a perfectly pink pussy suddenly popped into his puss. “Pinkie? How the hell are you…?”

The best party thrower in the school giggle-snorted. “Ask questions later. I can’t hold this for long.” The girl was braced against both walls, her palms and the flats of her feet holding her suspended so that her groin was right in Flash’s face. She waved it at him with a roll of her hips. “I hope all that singing got your appetite going.”

Flash’s father had told him that prom night was something special, but this was ridiculous.

The blue haired youth craned his neck forward and buried his tongue in Pinkie’s snatch, trying to multi-task as best as he was able. The appreciative moans and soft cries of the girls let him know his efforts were not in vain.

Pinkie’s grip began to slip before too long and she groaned in disappointment as she slowly slid away from Flash’s moderately talented tongue. “Dashie, I don’t wanna fall on you, but…”

“Hang on.” Dash waited until Flash was hilted before shoving herself backward. Her smirk at the surprised young man’s cry became a sharp cry of joy when his back hit the opposite wall and he reached an inch deeper inside her. She looked back and winked. “Wanna see something cool?”

Flash, who didn’t think he could see anything much cooler than he’d already seen in the past five minutes, only nodded.

Pinkie Pie nimbly pushed back and landed as gracefully as a ballerina in front of Dash. “What’d you have in mind, Dashie?”

Dash cocked an eyebrow. “Cheerleader practice.”

Catching on at once, Pinkie matched her friend’s look. “Two, four, six, eight… I think Dashie wants a taste.”

“That doesn’t really rhyme…” Flash muttered. His jaw dropped as Pinkie somehow managed to flip herself into a perfect handstand despite their cramped environment, her legs perfectly spread. “Holy shit.” He tried to start thrusting again, but this new position had his back flush against the wall. “Uh, Dash. I can’t really move like this.”

Dash looked back and winked. “Just sit back and enjoy, because I’m about to pull off a little trick of my own.

“…what?”

“I’m gonna fuck the both of you.” Dash growled as she dove in to Pinkie’s box with gusto. At the same time, she rocked her body forward until Flash’s cock was halfway out, then pushed back the same way. Flash’s groan and his hands on her hips once again thrilled her, and she set out to do exactly what she’d said she’d do. With her mouth full of Pinkie’s familiar flavor, her pussy filled by Flash’s not-too-shabby dick, and her ears ringing with the pleasured sounds of her partners, Rainbow Dash proceeded to become the first girl in Canterlot High history to fuck two partners simultaneously.

Let’s see Fluttershy beat that.

“Dashie… oh, Dashie I’m close, I’m so close, don’t stop, don’t stop…” Pinkie panted from underneath her.

Dash smiled into Pinkie’s slit. The party planner always tended to pop faster when the blood was rushing to her head. She increased the speed of her tongue-fucking, aiming for all the spots she knew Pinkie liked to be touched. The benefits of being long-time friends with benefits. Her own orgasm was on the way, her thrusts back against Flash becoming frenzied and uncoordinated. She cried out into Pinkie and closed her mouth over the other girl’s clit, sucking hard. Pinkie came as she usually did, her already high pitched whines becoming that much more piercing. The familiar noise and taste of girl-cum on her tongue pushed Dash over the edge and she tensed as the welcome rush flooded her. She slowed her movements and looked back at her male consort. “You close?”

“Yeah.” He grunted, trying fruitless to regain control and continue towards his own finish. He tried to protest as Dash’s warm wetness left him cold, but he bit his tongue when a pair of beautiful faces materialized at eye level with his dick and went to work. He groaned and rubbed the girl’s heads as they kissed and licked along his length, working their way from the base all the way to his tip. It felt like a school of fish working on his cock. His head tilted back and his eyes closed. Just a little more…

The sensations stopped at once.

Flash looked down and found the two girls passionately making out away from his dick, totally focused on each other. They embraced, their tongues swirling as they moaned and breathed as one.

Dash broke the kiss and stared at Pinkie, panting slightly. “Do… do you wanna get breakfast later?”

Pinkie licked her lips, relishing the mixed taste of her own essence and Dash’s from Flash’s dick. “J…just us?”

“Just us.” Dash nodded. “And maybe a movie this weekend?”

“Oh Dashie!” Pinkie’s lips smashed into Dash’s again as the two resumed their passionate kissing.

Flash pursed his lips, trying not to feel happy about what he was witnessing. He was just so damn close… He reached down, intent on finishing the job himself.

Pinkie’s hand lashed out like a snake and grasped his erection firmly, her lips never leaving Rainbow Dash’s. She slowly pulled away and grinned. “Ah ah ah. You aren’t done yet.”

Flash groaned as the pink girl slowly stroked him. He tried in vain to increase the pace. “As fun as this is, we really need to wrap it up. It’s almost time for the encore.”

Pinkie giggled as she stood and turned in one smooth motion, bending over so that she was in the same position Dash had been in. “If you think you’re getting back on that stage without giving me a proper pounding, you’ve got another thing coming. Besides your dick, I mean.” She laughed. “Coming? Get it? Because… ah!” She gasped as Flash sank into her. “There’s just one thing.”

“What’s that?” Flash repositioned himself and made ready to begin.

“Make sure you ask my new girlfriend’s permission before you cum inside me.”

Flash looked at a reclining Rainbow Dash as she smirked and kissed one cheek of Pinkie’s prominent ass. “No worries there.” She winked at Flash. “I know how much my girl likes her cream pies.”

Giving one final thought to how nothing in his life would likely ever reach the absolute nirvana of this very moment, Flash Sentry went back to work. To be fair, this wasn’t the first time he’d fucked someone else’s girlfriend.

But it was the first time he’d had permission to do so.

Author's Note