Hot Coffee Quickies: Sci-Twilight & Sugarcoat
HCQ: Sci-Twilight and Sugarcoat
Sugarcoat would wring out her silver pony tails of the pool water that tends to soak in her thick head of hair as the swim class wraps up for the day. It dwindled down to herself and Twilight due to her own hair taking so long to dry and Twilight because she's... Twilight.
"Hey. You're kind of faster in the water than out of it, you know." She calls out to break the silence.
Twilight didn't even know why she was here, this wasn't something she was even good at. Though with Cinch on her back about bumping up her physical education activities, she decided that swimming would keep her away from the usual bullies that liked to harass her whenever she failed the simplest of tasks.
The pool was empty after class, though two people remained; herself and Sugarcoat. The shy, bookworm would hide in the corner of the pool and try to maintain distance from Sugarcoat. When the glasses-wearing schoolgirl piped up and asked her a question, she'd blink and fidget with her own wet strands.
"I um... I guess so, though... I was just trying to fit in." Twilight avoided making eye-contact, trying to once again; keep her distance - even verbally it seemed.
Sugarcoat rolls her eyes as though she's heard that a million times before. "You know you stick out like a sore thumb, right? Get out of the corner of the pool and I don't know... Mingle or something." She pauses to look around the pool with a bored expression.
"Well. When there are others around." With her hair satisfactorily dry, she takes her towel and wraps it around her hips and slips up from the plastic pool chair to the edge of the water, where she takes a seat and dips her feet in the pool next to Twilight. "We really need to work on your social skills."
The bookworm squirmed in the water slightly, she heard those words and how she hated taking ridicule like that toward her social image, which was practically non-existent. Twilight watched as Sugarcoat climbed out of the water, taking note of her body that was soaking and that swimsuit which was being soaked in due to the moisture locked within.
Twilight was still curious, she was very intelligent but she still had no clue about 'friends' or 'relationships'. Still sitting in the corner, she'd blush slightly as those feet of Sugar's where suddenly dipped into the water next to her.
"Um... but why? I mean... I think my social skills are fine, aha! I mean, we're talking right now aren't we?" Twilight turned to look up at Sugarcoat, giving her an awkward smile.
Sugarcoat would be as brutally honest about Twilight's social life as she needs to be. It's kind of her thing, after all. Not to mention she's part of what is possibly THE most important clique of the school. She was the one that talked to Twilight the most for reasons known only to herself—she has a thing for her older brother: Shining Armor.
"Talking about how you're talking is kind of awkward. You need to find something to talk about or just go along with what someone else says."
Her long legs swish around the water while she actually DOES socialize with Twilight. Just in her own way. "I think a makeover is needed at some point." Showing the first sign of emotion, interest in Twilight, she taps at her own chin. "Yes. I think that's in store for you."
Twilight would pause for a sudden moment. "Wait. A makeover?" Twilight wasn't sure about this, she never had such an interest in things like that; she just wanted to remain left alone, in her room with her research and experiments. Once more she took a look at those legs and swallowed gently, clearing her throat.
"Perhaps, maybe... I-I don't know, I um... I really need to go!" Twilight said, she needed to escape as soon as possible. With her escape plan in mind, Twilight swam gently toward the steps and climbed out.
"Ma-Maybe i'll see you later, Sugarcoat!" The nerdy girl stated as she left almost immediately and headed straight to the girls' locker-room to change. Twilight closed the door behind her, moving quickly to her locker and opening it - panting gently. "Aaaaaah... I can't wait to get out of here..." Twilight murmured.
The high-class preppie watched Twilight make her usual escape as social pressure began to climb and decided then and there that it's going to stop. As a Crystal Prepper, she needs to at least be somewhat social! Even if she didn't want to be. And maybe, just maybe... if she helped out Twilight, she could score some points with her older brother.
Getting out of the water herself, she tosses her towel on the chair she'd sat at and made her way right into the girls' locker room behind Twilight with a plan already in mind.
"Get out of where? Next class is cancelled due to the coach being on leave to train the football team..." She murmured behind Twilight as she slipped up behind the bookworm like a ghost. "So... that leads me to believe you're just running away again."
As the poor girl continued to mess with her things, while still soaking wet from having just exited the pool. She shivered intensely the moment she felt that unknown presence reveal itself behind her.
"Uuuwaaaah!"
Twilight jumped alittle, pressing against her locker and turning her head to look back slightly. "S-Sugarcoat! You really shouldn't spook people like that, it's... it's not nice - okay?"
Did Twilight she speak back to her? Perhaps it was fear or maybe something else, but the bookworm felt like a caged animal that was pushed into a very corner and had no way over.
"Really? I uh, I um... well okay! I suppose I should go and do alittle more studying then, because... that's what I like to do, aha!" Twilight giggled nervously and swallowed deeply as a further result of that nervousness, while keepinh up that usual nervous smile. What was Sugarcoat going to do, Twilight could never trust these girls... they were always so mean to her.
The zealous student would sigh, once again letting out a rare bit of emotion at just how terribly flaky Twilight is. Even she's something of a loner bitch who tells the venomous truth and still gets friendship more than the bookworm. Something has to be done. Steeling herself, she stares at Twilight from over the bridge of her glasses and grows a little stern.
"You're not getting out of this so easily." Her foot has come down, though since it was bare and on a damp, tile floor it was more of a wet slap than a stomp. "Think of it as an experiment—you get a makeover and see how things are different. What's the worst that could happen? You go home and wash your face and shampoo your hair?"
Even though she was only barely taller than Twilight, her attitude and reputation of being one of the five CPA groupies does kind of make it feel like she's taking up half the bathroom while corning Twilight.
Not one thing could be done while Sugarcoat remained behind her, it was bothersome as Twilight wanted to flee so badly. There was only one way out of this and that was to agree with Sugarcoat. Twilight would inhale deeply and pause for a moment before she'd reply.
"Okay... if I agree with your request, can I just go home after?" Twilight gave Sugarcoat a concerning, yet stern gaze as she waited for a reply. Peer pressure was indeed a horrible thing.
"Yes, yes, yes... don't make beg or repeat myself. You know how much I hate that." Sugarcoat retorted.
"Then I agree to your request." Twilight simply replied.
"Good! That's exactly what I wanted to hear."
Sugarcoat was given permission to move on Twilight now. As both girls were already within the girls locker room, this was Sugarcoats opportunity to display some 'affection' upon the other, and that's what she was going to do.
"Now, let me get started..."
The stuck-up preppie said, as she moved around to the front of Twilight and placed both hands upon the other girls shoulders; guiding her back to the bench and allowing Twilight to gently sit back upon the wood.
When she finally sat down, Sugarcoat would slowly lower herself upon both knees and gave Twilight a seductive and cheeky wink and grin combination. Now it was evident what was happening and Twilight immediately started to shake.
"Wa-Wait, what are you doing?!"
Twilight spoke out, mid-gasp as she immediately placed her hands atop of Sugarcoats hair, fingers grasping into those locks and during which she would bite her bottom lip.
"You better not pull out any of my hair, or else... and agreed to let me do this, so now, you must sit back and accept my request." Sugarcoat plainly stated.
"B-But you said... makeup and shampoo and other things like that!"
"Yes, I did. But now i've changed my mind. I think that this is a better approach to helping you become better at socializing."
It mattered not if Twilight really wanted this. Sugarcoat was going to get her way, like she always done and Twilight would of course be taken along for the ride. Those hands slid up along each of Twilight's thighs, easing them apart and gently spreading them so that the towel could no-longer hide that innocence.
"Oh goodness... oh goodness... oh goodness... I can't believe this is really happening!"
Twilight panicked as her hands came up to cover her face, allowing her towel to fall completely around her waist, showing off her entire top half as Sugarcoat continued to loom into range of those lower quarters.
"My, my... it seems Twilight is quite the little eager-beaver."
Sugarcoat snorted slightly, her hands moving in closer and fingers gripping upon that soft and purple flesh - keeping those thighs apart as she could see a liquid more noticable than pool water. It seemed that Twilight was indeed becoming more aroused that she, herself, had even noticed.
"I don't know what you're talking about Sugarcoat..." Twilight trailed off.
"Oh, I think you do. Such a naughty girl you are Twilight, you're very bad at lying."
The eager preppie would retort and lean her head inwards, beginning to bring her tongue furthermore upon that clitty and begin to lick with great want. Sugarcoats tongue dragged entirely across the surface of that slightly exposed bitch-button, her tongue flicking and searching for the gentle pearl and trying to rouse it from it's hiding place.
"Aaaaah, muuuaaaah."
These were some of the noises that Sugarcoat made in her attempts to please the stuck-up nerd, seated before her.
"I can't... oh goodness... Sugarcoat!"
Twilight groaned out, biting her lip suddenly after saying those words - her fingers tightening into that scalp of Sugarcoats, though not to roughly incase she'd incur the wrath of her fellow preppie.
Sugarcoat would continue that oral assault upon Twilight's little pleasure buzzer, slamming on it repeatably with her moist, wicked tongue. Up and down, left and right - full circles as she ran clockwise and back upon that fleshy bead. It seemed that Sugarcoat wasn't holding back, this girl was out for blood.
Using both hands, she kept those thighs pressed aside as best she could - fingers squishing into that fatty flesh, while her face continued to bury deep within that delightful snatch. Sugarcoat even got as cheeky, that she'd push her lips around that erect little clit-dick and suckle hard upon it. Thus such an action would cause Twilight to squeal.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuggggggggggggh!"
Twilight tensed up and immediately felt her orgasm coming close, exploding her womanly-liquids right over Sugarcoats face. Twilight had never been brought to an orgasm by a friend, or anyone else really. Not to mention she barely had time, nor wanted to touch herself in a such a way; masturbation.
However the glass-wearing shy girl continued her explosion, squirt after squirt sending forward and splashing upon Sugarcoat's face, soaking the poor preppie. One after the other, they continued to gush upon Sugarcoat's expression, dousing that unamused and stoic face. Once Twilight was done, those dribbles continued and it was then that Sugarcoat leaned back and started to lick at her lips, while reaching for a towel to begin dabbing herself off.
"Well, that was embarrassing... I never thought you'd be a squirter, Twilight."
Sugarcoat stated as she continued to dab down her face, looking up toward Twilight with an unamused expression. Even though it was clearly her own fault for making Twilight do such a thing. As the preppie stood herself upward, she'd glare down toward the still seated and exhausted Twilight.
"It's your turn."
Twilight blinked and raised an eye, smiling nervously. At first she wasn't sure what to say, because she was alittle afraid of Sugarcoat - but at the same time, she experienced a new sensation and something that was brought upon by the confidence of her friend and of course, her being forced to do it with her.
"I um... can I go home after this?" Twilight asked nervously.
"That depends on your grade, Twilight. If you don't satisfy me, I won't let you go home until you've learned todays lesson to the highest of all standards. Otherwise... if you pass, you can go home." Sugarcoat would show a tiny smile on that otherwise emotionless face.
The very moment that Twilight heard those words, the shy schoolgirl would sigh and pause with an answer. It wouldn't take long for her to reply however.
"...Yes, fine. I agree to your terms, now... what do I need to do?"
"Lay down on your back, along the bench."
"You mean, just... lay down right here?"
"That's correct. Once you do, I will begin the test."
Sugarcoat smirked just alittle more, knowing full-well that she was going to get Twilight to do exactly what she wanted. The moment that Twilight laid down however, Sugarcoat would move around the girls face and turn around so that her backside was facing Twilight now.
"The quicker you complete your task, the sooner you can leave for today Twilight."
"But, what is the task? I mean, what do I need to do?"
Twilight asked as those cute, curious eyes stared forward and soon felt her face burning a deeper red than before as she could get a full glimpse of Sugarcoats pretty, peachy backside. If it was one thing that Sugarcoat had, it was a delightful bum.
"It's simple."
The stuck-up preppie would say, immediately pushing her backside right back against Twilight's face, practically sitting upon her features now and wiggling abit as she sighed - making sure to get her cheeks split either side of Twilight's nose and mouth.
"Make me orgasm."
When those words were heard, Twilight felt her heart-skip a beat. That wasn't all however. The fact that Sugarcoat had now reversed back and sat upon her features, meant she was being forced to pleasure Sugarcoat using just her tongue. Which the cute schoolgirl would immediately begin, thrashing her tongue up and down that neat little gash as Sugarcoat sat there.
"Mmmn... c'mon Twilight, you need to do better than that if you want to pass!" Sugarcoat announced.
The stern preppie tipped her head back, relaxing to the pleasures that Twilight was giving her. She'd decide to reach up with a hand and grip her naked bosom, giving it gentle squeezes and running her fingers around her nipples, giving gentle tugs to both pink nubs as another hiss was released through her gently-parted lips.
That moaning and gently groaning didn't stop, Sugarcoat was indeed enjoying her little given test. Twilight was licking away at that sloppy gash like it were the last pussy on earth. Gentle moans could be heard from Twilight as she continued to service that drooling slit, a steady mixture of pussy juice and saliva - combining to create a semi-thick liquid that Twillight was getting all over her face.
Even now drooling down the sides of her mouth, onto her cheeks and gradually dripping onto the floor. Of course her neck was hurting alittle, strained from supporting some of Sugarcoat's weight - as the other was using her legs, but it seemed that Sugarcoat was leaning down on purpose to help get Twilight further in there.
As those liquids continued to seep down all over Twilight's face, Sugarcoat began to rock her hips back and forth abit. It seemed she was trying to increase the flow of pleasure running through her body, by having Twilight's tongue touch various parts of that stained, pink flesh.
"Aaarruuugh... yes... that feels quite good. Keep it up you little slut." Sugarcoat groaned.
It seemed the preppie was having the time of her life, having abused this situation with Twilight to get herself off. Those hips rocked back and forth, sliding along that face and just greasing Twilight's features with more glistening combinations of sexy, lewd liquids.
Naturally Twilight squeezed her eyes as tight as she could, she wanted to please Sugarcoat as best she possible could. Afterall, that best grade meant she was able to go home. With that thought keeping ahead in her mind, she licked and licked and groaned like a whore in heat. Her own hands came up, fingers grabbing at Sugarcoat's thighs.
"OH! That's it, yes!"
Sugarcoat would announce as those fingers continued to grip at her own breasts, tugging still at those cute little budding breasts and their nipples. The bullying preppie was approaching her orgasm and while her head tilted back, eyes now shutting closed - she'd hiss loudly through her gritted teeth and enjoy the pleasure that was being bestowed upon her.
"Yes, Twilight... uuuuaagh... i'm close!"
The preppie would start to shout, quickly approaching her peak and while doing so - she would romp Twilights' face harder, faster and gasp in short heated breathes as she found her body growing more and more closer to that orgasm she'd been waiting on ever since coming to school this very day.
"Almost Twilight, you're almost done for the day! Come on... you can... aaaaaah..."
Sugarcoat was grasping at words now, her breath hot and plentiful. Twilight's tongue forced itself in and out of that little gash now, slipping out only to flick at that little precious bead of flesh. Which immediately sent Sugarcoat into a shuddering mess of words, gasps and grunts.
"U-Uuuh! Twilight, yes! A-Aaaaaah, fuck... that's the spot... i-i'm going too... HNNNAAH!"
It was too late, Sugarcoat had already hit her peak and her body was reacting nicely. That cute little pussy began to seep liquids, dribbling out quite the amount all over Twilight's face. The squirms and shakes of Twilight could be felt as Sugarcoat rode out her orgasm. The licking stopped however, right now, Twilight was trying not to drink in those lewd liquids as Sugarcoat enjoyed the remains of that cunt-shattering orgasm.
"Ooooh! Oooooooh... fuck... that feels really good... I-I cannot...hnnnnaah... so nice..." Sugarcoat mumbled.
Soon it was over and the pigtailed schoolgirl was shivering, coming down off her post-orgasm high. The moment she was able to move, Sugarcoat was slowly remove her soaking rear-end from Twilight's face and slowly turn around to see the damage she had caused. A smirk crossed her expression, staring down toward the utterly soaking face that was Twilights.
"Very good Twilight. Good news, you passed.~"
Sugarcoat chuckled and leaned down to press her lips against Twilights soaked petals, making sure to get some of her own love smeared upon her very own lips. "Mmmmn.~" When Sugarcoat was satisfied with that, she'd stand back and sigh in relief - making her way toward her own locker; it was time to get changed.
"You can go home now, when your done here." Sugarcoat said.
Twilight mumbled lightly, squirming abit on the bench as she tried to sit up - but due to the situation and her own weakened body, the purple girl just continued to lay there utterly exhausted.
"Th-That was an interesting experiment... aha... I guess i'll go home when I can feel my legs, please don't tell anyone Sugarcoat." Twilight asked.
"That's not my problem, Twilight. The others are expected here any minute, if you remain like that... they'll know you were masturbating." Sugarcoat replied, changing into her skirt and blouse.
With that being said, the door to the girls locker room opened and in came the rest of the bitch-six. Mouths dropped as Sour Sweet, Indigo Zap, Lemon Zest and Sunny Flare stared onwards and seen the semi-dressed Sugarcoat on her own, with a nude and lewd Twilight sprawled over the bench in the middle of the room.
"Wow, I think this is going to Bookface." Sour Sweet would sneer, removing her phone and taking a quick snapshot.
Now Twilight was in the palm of these girls, having to do whatever they wanted or risk public humiliation... now what would happen, only these six would know.
