Beach Bum [OLD]

Spike slowly started to come back to the world. His eyes fluttered open weakly, taking in an awaiting sky dotted with distant stars. The moon was hanging in the sky, just over the ocean. On any other occasion this would’ve been quite a sight, but the pain that coursed over every inch of his body distracted him from the grandeur of the night.

"Ah!" Spike exclaimed as he sat up, seeing that his usually pale skin was now a dark crimson. He put a hand on his stomach, only to send a sharp burning sensation where his appendage touched his skin. He removed his hand and watched as his skin went from white and back to the burnt shade it now possessed. The worst part about it was knowing that only the front of his body was going to be burnt, leading to some very awkward tan lines.

With much difficulty, Spike managed to get to his feet. He groaned as he took full stock of the shape he was in. From his head to his toes he was as red as a lobster, but only in the front. He took a step, finding that each movement stretched and pulled at his already taut skin. It hurt to even move.

*How was that for your first blowjob?* The voice, Rainbow’s, echoed throughout his head for the first time since he had woken up. The question of whether or not that was real still lingered in his mind. It couldn’t have been, right? *Seriously, Spike, don't keep me waiting too long.*

"Was that real?" Spike muttered to himself softly as he turned and headed towards the hotel that rested at the edge of the beach. He took each step carefully as he pondered what hand reality had dealt him before he went to sleep earlier. Had Rainbow actually done… that, or was it all just a hormone-addled dream fueled by shapely girls in tight bikinis?

Walking up the stairs to the front door of the hotel, Spike absentmindedly rubbed his member through his swim trunks. Memories of a warm mouth wrapped around his cock flooded through his mind, revitalizing the flaccid organ that lay dormant in his trunks.

"It felt so real..." He mumbled, getting into one of the elevators and hitting the button labeled ‘5’. The doors closed and the metal box started to ascend.

The girls had split into three rooms, all on the same floor, of course. Pinkie Pie and Applejack shared a room, Rainbow Dash and Rarity shared another, and Spike stayed with Twilight and Fluttershy, sleeping on a pull out couch. He had tried to fight that particular decision, arguing that there was more than enough room on Twilight’s bed that they could share, but she had been adamant about the couch.

Spike pushed his frustration about the couch aside and focused on what was important in the here and now: getting some lotion that he could coat his entire body in and then collapse for a few days.

He fished the keycard for the room out of his pocket and slipped it in the reader above the door handle. The light went from red to green and gave a little electronic beep in the affirmative, granting him passage to the room beyond.

As he shut the door, Twilight looked up from a book she seemed rather engrossed in. Spotting Spike, she put the book down and took off the pair of rectangular rimmed glasses that rested on her nose. Spike gave a little wave and flopped down on the couch, minding his sunburn.

“Spike, where have you been...and why are you so red?” Twilight got up, adjusting her purple flannel pajamas as she walked over to the couch. The purple haired woman kneeled down beside him and gave his chest an experimental poke. “That’s some really bad sunburn.”

“I fell asleep on the beach.” Spike admitted, turning his head so he could look her in the eyes. “Turns out that it’s not too good for the skin.” He added with a smile, hoping that humor would deter Twilight from worrying too much.

“Rarity or Rainbow Dash didn’t wake you up before they left?” Twilight narrowed her eyes and looked to the door. “I’m going to have a talk with them…” Spike knew that tone and look all too well. She was going into full ‘protective, big sister’ mode on him.

“It’s fine.” Spike waved Twilight’s worries away. “I mean, you’re always telling me I need a bit more color, right?” He pointed to his bright red body to accentuate his next point. “I think this is as colorful as it gets, Twi. Just short of turning rainbow, anyways.” That finally elicited a laugh from Twilight, along with a small smile.

“I’m afraid Rainbow Dash came by earlier and absconded with my aloe vera, seems she forgot to pack her own.” Twilight rolled her eyes, as if to add ‘go figure’ to her sentence. “If you go get it back from her, I’ll help you apply it.”

“Alright…” Spike groaned as he got to his feet. “While I’m over there, how about I give her a piece of your mind to boot?” Spike was covering his true intentions, of course. Maybe if Twilight thought he was likely to get into a verbal altercations with the track star, she wouldn’t think twice if he stayed over in Rainbow’s room for a little longer to find out just what happened on the beach today.

“Alright, but try not to get too rough. You know how… fighty Rainbow can get.” Twilight stood up and walked over to the bed, letting Spike head to the door. “And Spike?” He turned, only to catch a piece of white cloth to the face. “Put on a shirt. No one wants to see your sunburn.” Spike grumbled in the affirmative and pulled the white tank top over his head.

Without another word he exited the room, and walked a few feet down the hall to Rainbow and Rarity’s room. Spike lifted his hand and ready to knock, but he hesitated. Was this a good idea? What was he going to even say? ‘Hey, Rainbow, you didn’t happen to give me a blowjob on the beach today, did you?’ That would make him seem crazy, perverted, or both.

Just as he was about to put his hand down, the door opened just enough so that Rainbow’s face was visible through it. "Spike?" Rainbow Dash said in a hushed tone.

Spike nearly jumped out of his skin, and his heart stopped for a brief moment out of pure terror. He hadn’t expected Rainbow to answer the door before he had even knocked. Had she been watching out for someone? If so, why?

"There you are... Hurry up, and get in here!" Before Spike could register what was happening or make any attempt to protest, he was being pulled by his hand into the room.

Once inside, the door closed behind him. When Spike finally turned to face Rainbow Dash, his cheeks turned as red as the rest of his skin, and his jaw dropped. He tried to work some form of communication out, but his mind was running blank.

*It was real...*

"I told you not to keep me waiting, Spike." Rainbow Dash scolded him. "And... Why do you look like a crayon?" Even the jab at his complexion could not snap Spike out of the surprise filled delirium he was experiencing.

Rainbow Dash stood before him, fully nude. Spike could see her lips moving, but it was impossible for him to focus on any of the words she was saying. His eyes followed the curves of her body, from the slight ones that her breasts produced to the rather voluptuous hips and toned legs. Sweet Celestia, her entire body was like a sculpture from classical antiquity if it had come to life.

Rainbow Dash noticed Spike's wandering eyes, and her lips curled into a sexy grin. She stepped towards him, putting extra sway into her hips as she did so. Spike’s eyes gladly followed the motions, like they were the swinging pocket watch of a master hypnotist.

"You like what you see, stud?" The much taller woman asked softly, pressing her body against Spike's and pinning him to the door. "I know I may not be as… curvy as Rarity or the others, but I doubt that matters to you right now...” Spike, at a compete loss for words, nodded his head.

Rainbow Dash stepped back and took Spike's hands in her own. With Rainbow Dash's guidance, Spike's hands landed on her breasts. Rainbow Dash bit her lower lip and let out a moan as his palms brushed against her diamond hard nipples.

"Mmmmm... You're a good kid, Spike..." She moaned loudly. "You can feel them any time you want, you know..." Spike gave them a hesitant squeeze, hoping that he wasn’t doing anything too much. The moan that came from Dash was all the encouragement he needed to keep going.

Spike, being completely new to all of this, was simply glad he wasn't disappointing Rainbow Dash, but genuinely causing her pleasure instead. It wasn’t like he had any experience in this or anything, he was just going off instinct at this point.

"Damn it, Spike..." Rainbow Dash moaned, wrapping her arms around his back and pulled him right up against her. As their bodies collided, Spike attempted to hold back any sounds of pain that came from his delicate, burnt skin impacting something.

Spike let out a muffled cry as Rainbow Dash pulled him into a hot kiss. Like their first kiss on the beach before, she mashed her lips against with a passion that was unexpected, but not unwelcome. This time, Rainbow Dash's hands wandered, drifting down towards Spike's rear and ruffling his messy, green hair simultaneously. Spike returned the groping, moving his hands down to Rainbow’s toned bottom and squeezing it tightly.

Locked in an epic battle for oral domination, Spike and Rainbow Dash stumbled further into the room until they collapsed on the sofa, Spike on top of Rainbow Dash. It was only after the kiss broke that they realized what kind of position they were in. Rainbow Dash looked up at Spike, wearing a sweet smile on her lips.

"You really don't mess around, do you?" She said with a chuckle. "Rarity's going to be out for a little while. I made sure of it, so we'll have plenty of time to practice for your big date..." Spike had nearly forgotten about Dash’s promise to get him on a date with Rarity. He had been too focused on Rainbow to even think about that.

Rainbow Dash reached underneath Spike and began rubbing his hardened member through his trunks. Spike closed his eyes as Rainbow’s hand delicately brushed his shaft. This time it wasn’t a dream. He was one-hundred percent sure of that. This time, he was going to enjoy it for all it was worth.

"This is what Rarity likes?" Spike asked as he watched Rainbow Dash pull his swimsuit down, revealing his cock. He didn’t mean to be so focused on Rarity, but she was ultimately the end goal, not Rainbow.

"Of course, Spike..." She said with a lustful hunger in her voice. "And if you're going to please her, you're gonna need my help, but I need something from you first..." Spike wasn't in a position to bargain. He would help her in whatever way possible.

Spike looked up and down Rainbow Dash's body, taking in all of the beauty her curves had to offer. His gaze drifted down to her slit, then back up to her pink eyes. Her expression told him she was dead serious, and she wouldn't take 'no' for an answer.

“You're a grown boy now, Spike…” Rainbow Dash was breathing heavily. Every hot breath hit Spike’s cheek and seeped into his skin. With her fingers wrapped around Spike's shaft, she pulled his member closer and closer towards her slit.

“I don’t… think…” Spike was feeling more and more unsure of himself. What if he didn't do well? What if he couldn't give Rainbow what she wanted? Would she go back on her promise?

"Please, Spike..." Rainbow Dash pleaded, running her finger across his chin. "I need you, now... Just... push it in... You'll figure out the rest..."

Spike swallowed the saliva in his mouth nervously. There was no going back, now. Spike pushed his hips forward, forcing the tip of his member into the wet folds of Rainbow Dash's slit. Her folds parted as the tip slid inside of her.

"Ahhhh..." Spike moaned as the warmth of her vagina enveloped the rest of his member, down to the base of his shaft.

Rainbow Dash bit her finger to keep herself from crying out loud, and her other hand curled into a tight fist, clenching the cushion beneath her. Rainbow felt herself being pushed into the sofa as Spike grinded his crotch against hers.

"Oh, sweet Celestia..." She moaned, throwing her arms behind her head and thrusting her breasts outward. "You feel bigger than you look... Ah!"

Finally, Spike had fully sheathed his cock inside of Rainbow Dash. He had lost his innocence. Like a switch had been flipped, all nervousness Spike had before was gone. A hidden beast that had been lurking inside of him had come out into the light, and an animalistic instinct seemed to take over his entire body. Spike began rocking his hips, pumping his member in and out of Rainbow Dash's slit.

"Sp-Spike!" She cried out, moaning with intense pleasure. Rainbow Dash threw her arms around Spike, holding him tightly. "Ah! Ah! You're- Ah! so g-g-good!

Spike groaned at the painful sting from the burn on his skin. In the passionate heat of sex, he had completely forgotten about the burn lotion he had come to retrieve, but Spike didn't dare slow down.

"Th-That's it, Sp-Spike..." Rainbow Dash moaned into his ear. "Take- Ah! Take me..."

Feeling bolder and more powerful by the second, Spike took the initiative. His stature put him at an advantage over that older woman. Being much shorter than Rainbow Dash, he was in a convenient position to give other parts of her body some attention, and he knew exactly what to do.

Spike eyed Rainbow’s breasts hungrily as they bounced up and down with each thrust from his member penetrating her slit. Still pumping his cock into Rainbow Dash at a steady pace, Spike leaned forward and latched his lips onto her right nipple.

Spike sucked on her breast greedily. He switched back and forth between them, making sure to give them equal amounts of attention.

*This is real...* Spike thought to himself, looking down at Rainbow Dash's hot, sweaty body as he drilled his cock into her tight slit. *This is actually happening...*

Rainbow Dash let out a muffled moan as she came for a second time. Spike was nearing his peak as well, and Rainbow Dash knew it. She could see it in his eyes.

"N-Not ins- Ah! inside..." She warned him.

Spike wasn't sure he understood, but he nodded and picked up his pace. He pushed his cock deep inside her again and again, causing the pressure in his crotch to build to explosive levels.

“I'm so… cl-close…” At last, Spike couldn't hold himself any longer. As quickly as he could manage, Spike pulled his cock back out of Rainbow Dash's vagina a split second before his release, and thick globs of cum fired out of the tip of his member, landing across her stomach and her breasts.

When he had emptied himself on her body, Spike collapsed onto the sofa, next to Rainbow Dash. Both lovers were breathing heavily, gasping for air as they basked in the afterglow of sex.

Rainbow Dash traced a finger across her breasts, collecting some of Spike's cum, and she lifted the finger to her mouth.

"Whoa..." She said with a light chuckle. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she sat upright. "That wasn't bad at all, stud... Thank you... I really needed that..." She had a kind smile on her face, like she was truly thankful for what he did.

Spike felt a sense of pride and accomplishment he had never felt before. His first time with a girl was everything he dreamed it would be, and so much more.

"Hey, stud." Rainbow Dash's voice snapped him back to reality. "Are you awake?"

“Yeah… I think so…” Spike groaned aloud, nodding his head as he sat upright. The sofa felt less comfortable now that they were both sticky with cum. The beast that had taken control of Spike before had left him, leaving Spike feeling like… Well… like Spike.

“We got pretty messy, huh?” Rainbow Dash's lips formed a devious grin, and she planted a wet kiss on his cheek. "Come on..." She whispered in his ear. "We need to get cleaned up, and I know just the thing..."

***Up Next: Cascade***