A Colourful Vacation

by Harmony Split

Forgiveness

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Author's Note

Welcome to another saucy chapter!
Yes, expect clop again!
Yes, it's marked again.
Yes, have fun :twilightsmile:


Forgiveness

Chapter Five: Forgiveness

I nearly fainted at the sight in front of me. Vinyl was standing on all fours, masturbating with my dildo. Her shocked gaze was directed at me, her magic suddenly faded around the toy as it dropped to the ground.

“Tavi,” she whispered in shock before realising she stood on display in front of me, quickly hiding her arousal with her tail. “Tavi, I…”

I yelled. I don’t quite remember what exactly I yelled, but I did yell, and it was the yell of a dying whale. A graceless, horrible yell that expressed all my primeval fear in the wake of the mare of my dreams using my dildo on herself.

Wait.

My eyes went even wider. The mare of my dreams?

“Tavi, I!” Vinyl tried to begin, but I pointed a hoof at her, spitting gibberish, and ran away. Ran very, very far away.

I ran past the elevator, ignoring it entirely. I ran down the steps, knocking over a gentlestallion in a top hat, who looked at me in bewilderment. I ran past the reception desk, yelled after by the cute receptionist mare (Cute? What the buck is wrong with me?!) and the not-so-cute receptionist stallion. I ran up the narrow streets, running through the entire town, collecting gazes.

Finally, I’d run off to the beach, where I sat in an empty deckchair - it was already growing dark. Had it taken me this long to run here? I thought the town was small…

I sighed and looked around at the empty beach. Now what?

***

Stupid, stupid, stupid!

I hit my forehead against the wall, over and over again, at the thought of what I had committed. (Yes, I know the word “commit”.) I shouldn’t have given in to lust! I shouldn’t have given in to curiosity! I shouldn’t have-

I sighed, rubbing my head below the horn. It didn’t matter what I shouldn’t have done. I had to find Tavi and explain everything to her. But what could I explain? That I was sexually attracted to her? Wouldn’t that ruin our friendship?

But then again, what I had done had probably ruined our friendship already, anyway… I looked up with resolve. I had to apologize. One way or another, I had to say sorry. Because I meant it. I shouldn’t have, but I did. So I had to apologise for what I did.

So I ran. Ran to her.

***

There was silence on the beach, complete silence.

It wasn’t often that I had experienced complete silence, but, while at times of musical composition it might be welcoming, right now, the silence was dark and evil. It whispered to me of bad things, and put bad ideas in my mind. It made me want to go to Vinyl and make love to her on a spacious bed.

“Celestia, why are you punishing me so?” I shouted out to the sky, even though it was Luna I should have addressed, with the Moon reigning supreme over Equestria.

“Tavi?”

I turned my head, only to see the most beautiful pony in the world in front of me, her eyes shining with concern. I nodded silently, used to the silence of the beach, which was now withdrawing its troops, in the wake of my heroine’s arrival.

“Tavi, I need to talk to you.”

I nodded again. This was not what Vinyl had expected, evidently. She had probably expected me to shout, scream at her, and maybe hit her. But I wasn’t going to do that. I had a lot on my mind, and my thoughts were not coherent enough to form anything but a stupid I like you. I didn’t even like her! Why was I thinking that?

“Octavia, I’m sorry.”

The use of my proper name made me lift my head up and lock eyes with the white mare. “Vinyl-”

“No.” Vinyl shook her head and lifted her foreleg. “Let me finish.” Not the best choice of wording, the little pony in my head remarked. “I am sorry for what I did. But the truth is, I just… I just like you. I find you attractive. I find you hot. I want you. I want you,” she emphasised.

I nodded. What else could I do at such a confession? Besides, hadn’t I known that already? Then what difference did it make, coming out of her mouth?

“But I want to stay friends with you. I really do. So I am not sorry for masturbating while thinking of you, because you are beautiful and sexy and I like you.” I blinked. “I am sorry,” she explained, “for taking your, erm, stress relief without your permission. I am sorry for looking through your private possessions. Friends don’t do that.”

I was still silent, when it clicked. “Okay,” I said meekly, unsure of what was happening to me. “Apology accepted. Vinyl,” I sighed, “I don’t… I mean, I know you like me. And I don’t mind you, erm, fantasising about me.” Of course we don't, the little Pony in my head nodded. “Just don’t do that around me.” You can’t be serious, the pony facehoofed now, I want to!

“Alright… Sorry again!” Vinyl smiled awkwardly. “So, what now?”

“I think it is better if we part ways for at least today,” I replied, giving her a sad smile back. “I’ve got a lot to think about.” And clean. And ponder on my complicated emotions.

Vinyl looked at the ground and I thought I saw a tear, but concentrating, there was nothing. “Alright. So I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Of course, my friend.”

***Clop Start***

I have no idea how long it took me to reach my hotel room, but it was still in the same state I left it. The dildo still on the floor, the fluids on it slightly dried, the bottle full of cumlube standing besides it, completely empty.

She used a whole bottle! I usually have enough after half of it in me and- No, that’s not something a lady should think of!

There was a problem now. I wanted to clean everything, but I had no magic or wings. That left my hooves and my mouth. Shaking my head, I tried to grab the dildo with my hooves, just to always have it slide away.

That’s not working, it’s still soaked in her juices. How do I do it now?

The pony in my head gave a slight shrug before sitting down. Just pick it up, it’s just marecum. A taste won’t hurt!

I hesitated. It was unfitting for a lady to do such a thing, but I don’t think I had another choice. Slowly, I lowered my muzzle and opened my mouth, ready to pick it up. As soon as my lips tasted the surface, however, I froze, my tastebuds invaded.

It's so sweet. Marshmallow? Yes, extremely sweet, with just a pinch sour. It is a taste I could get addicted to.

I blushed as I took a long lick of the half-dried fluid, trying to remember every nuance of the addicting flavour.

More, we need more! The little pony in my head shouted and I blinked. Yes, I needed more.

Taking the bed to be a suitable surface, I plopped the dildo down on it, standing upright, before enclosing it in my mouth, giving me a full taste of every inch. A small image came to my mind. Vinyl laying on my bed while I tasted her flower.

Eyes wide, I reeled, landing on my back. “What is wrong with me?!”

Nothing, I would say, the little pony in my head glared at me. Now continue, it’s no crime!

I had to admit, it was true. Nothing and nopony forbid me this small bit of pleasure. Smiling inwardly, I stood up and approached the dildo again, licking my lips. I wanted more. Much more. That was the only thought I needed to go back to work, my mouth enveloping the fake stallionhood, sucking and licking every drop of juice from it I could find.

Soon, there was nothing on it anymore. Everything licked off. I was actually a bit sad about that, since I had enjoyed it so much, the fire in my marehood burning by now.

“Huh, I guess some… pleasure… won’t hurt anypony,” I sighed before placing the dildo down on the floor, making sure it sat steady. Smiling, I went to another of my suitcases and pulled a new bottle of cumlube out before connecting it with the dildo. “Good thing I brought more than one.”

My hooves were shaking by the time everything was set up. Seeing Vinyl using the dildo had been disturbing, but also arousing in some way. The foreplay—now including the taste of her juices—had me walking on edge as it is. I needed it, and I needed it right now.

My mouth opened in a low, satisfying moan as I slowly enveloped the dildo in my marehood, gently lowering my haunches over it. It wasn’t extremely big, but astonishingly accurate and I loved it like that. My eyes closed in bliss as more and more of the dildo disappeared into me.

“Well, well, what do we have here?”

I opened my eyes to see Vinyl grinning at me, eying me over as I lay down on the bed.

Is my mind playing tricks now? “Vinyl? What are you doing here?!”

“I’m going to give you the rut of your lifetime,” the unicorn chuckled before her horn started to glow.

My eyes went wide and I gasped as she created a magical object between her legs, similar to my dildo. Shuddering, I realized that my dildo had the same colour as her coat. “Vinyl…”

“Yes, Tavi?” she asked, still grinning.

“Just shut up and fuck me.” Way to go! The little pony in my head cheered.

Vinyl looked shocked for a second before she approached me, the magical dick on full display. “As my princess commands,” she chuckled before lowering herself.

My marehood burned and ached as the fake cock impaled me, gently, but steadily. Vinyl grunted as she drove more and more of it in, until she bottomed out, eliciting the small mixture of a sigh and a moan from us both.

I loved it. I, Octavia Harmony, had to admit that I loved it. I loved being fucked by a unicorn with a magically constructed stallionhood. Especially since it was Vinyl.

Blushing, I looked at Vinyl who leaned further down for a kiss, her soft lips locking mine in passion. It was a soft kiss, but full of passion, and I felt loved, for lack of a better term, as my heart was warm, pounding in my chest.

Maybe it was a year, maybe just a few minutes before we broke, breathing hard as we looked into each other's eyes. Then, slowly, she began to withdraw, making me whimper as the warmth escaped my marehood, just before she made me gasp as she gently drove it back home.

She was gentle and caring, her eyes never leaving mine as she began moving, scratching an itch I never thought was so big. She was everything I wished for and more. Maybe, yes maybe I also really liked her.

“More, Vinyl,” I breathed between soft moans. “Take me as your mare.”

It was horrendous to say something so vulgar, but I didn’t care at that moment. It was simply too perfect as she smiled at me and did as I asked, slamming the magical dick home deeper and faster than before.

My moans increased, accompanied by her heavy grunting as she pleased me more and more, as she pushed me up to my edge. Smirking, she gave me a surprisingly hard buck, making me gasp and my tongue loll out to the side of my muzzle.

I think it spoke more than words, because she leaned in, her muzzle to my side as she gently bit into my neck and started ramming me in earnest, fucking me harder than I ever imagined possible. Her grunts turned into loud moans, accompanying mine as she altered her angle, bucking deeper and deeper.

“Vinyl-aaaaaah-I’m coming, PLEASE, AHHH, MORE.” I pleaded, my moans nearly covering my speech.

Vinyl answered by giving me all she had, taking me in surprise as she came, the magical stallionhood spurting loads of cum deep into my marehood. It was enough to take me over the edge as well.

My vision turned white, the orgasm I received purer and longer than any before. The last I saw, was my little white dildo buried in my marehood before everything changed to black, leaving me out cold.

She wasn’t here. It was a sad last thought.

***Clop End***

She wasn’t here.

Octavia was in her hotel room, or in a bar, or Celestia knows where. But she wasn’t here with me. I sighed and rolled over in the bed. Why in Equestria had I thought it would be a good idea to take up her dildo?

Okay, she didn’t mind. Apparently. And… why was that? My heart fluttered for a moment, but the little pony in my mind shook her head mercilessly. She doesn’t like you back, get over it. I sighed and decided that, if anything, she was above me. Above me in all aspects.

She was refined, and intelligent, and had supreme taste in wine - despite having crappy taste in music. But we all have our faults. She was above me and-

She was above me.

I’d just realised that Octavia was, indeed, in a room exactly one floor above me, above my own room. I fell breathless, trying to establish a mental connection between us. Silly as it was, I imagined Octavia cleaning the floor with a mop, grunting at me for making such a mess.

And then I heard the moans.

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