Just Girls Talking Dirty
Just Guys Fapping
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Just a reminder that everyone in this story is 18 or older.
(And yes, this chapter does contain a callback to a certain chapter of Just Girls Talking.)
Just Guys Fapping
The laptop screen was the only light in the room.
Even with the volume turned down low, the lustful moans coming from the speakers easily carried to Snips' ears. He watched, grinning eagerly, as the woman's hand caressed her dusky blue thigh before teasing her sex, spreading it open, baring her glistening folds for the camera. Her other hand kneaded one of her firm, round breasts as her chest heaved. Slowly, one finger dipped into that honey pot, and Snips leaned back in his chair, hand going down his pants.
The camera never showed anything above her neck. Sometimes, she moved forward a little too much, and came so close, ever so close, to having at least part of her face show up in the video.
Flash really wished she'd show her face. Even just her mouth, maybe just to lick one of those huge black dildos she liked shoving into her pussy. She never would, of course; the enigmatic "Diana" was very careful to show her fans just about everything but her face.
Today, she had her rear to the camera. Her asshole sucked eagerly at a small pink vibrator as she moaned, her breath hitching. Through his headphones, he heard an occasional whispered "Oh God" or "Mmm" or "Ahh, shit." Always whispered, or in such a ragged tone of voice that it'd be impossible to identify her, even though he felt like the voice sounded faintly familiar.
In her other hand, she had a knobbly dildo and was thrusting it into her pussy while she went at her ass with the vibrator.
Watching this hot slut get herself off for her webcam audience...it was the only time Scootaloo could actually be a boy, not the fake girl he had to be for the rest of the world. Lotion and tissues at the ready, stroking himself off in time to the blue chick in the video, Scoots often filled in that never-seen face with the girl he'd love to see doing this. He could see wild rainbow hair flailing around as she worked herself over, her ass practically grinding against the camera, just for him...
"Oh yeah," Zephyr Breeze said with a sleazy grin as he watched "Diana" finger herself. Furiously, he pumped away—
"ZEPHYR BREEZE!"
"Crap."
Splurt!
"Oh my GOD, what are you—why are you doing THAT in my—you did NOT just jizz all over my laptop! Oh my GOD, I am going to KILL YOU!"
"I-it was an accident, sis! I swear, I—"
"GET OUT OF MY ROOM BEFORE I NEUTER YOU! UGH!"
Zephyr tore out of the room, his dick flapping loose. Fluttershy growled in disgust, staring at the mess on her laptop screen. "Why in the..." She frowned at the video which was still playing. "Oh, come on! I do not want something like that in my browsing hist—oh my. Oh...oh, she can't possibly fit that in there...wow..."
"It's Trixie. Gotta be Trixie."
"What, with her ego? She'd want you to know it's her. I bet it's that girl from Crystal Prep. You know, Sugarcoat? She has a nice big ass like that."
"Oh yeah, I remember her. Unf. Yeah, it could be her."
Catching part of the conversation between two jocks, Sunset Shimmer frowned. "Wonder what that's all about?"
Fluttershy blushed furiously. "If...if it's what I think it is, well..." She coughed. "I caught my brother jerking off to one of those webcam things, where a woman, umm...masturbates in front of her webcam?"
"You mean a camwhore?" Sunset rolled her eyes. "Figures. Your brother would be that desperate and pathetic."
"He's also grounded for a month for using my computer to watch that stuff. And, umm...for making a mess on it."
Sunset turned green. "Eww."
"Yeah. Mom and Dad are making him pay for my new computer out of his allowance and seeing about making him get a job. I, umm...I don't wanna touch that one anymore."
"I don't blame you." Sunset frowned. "I doubt these guys are talking about the same thing, though, I mean, watching that stuff is for pathetic losers, right?"
"W-well.." Fluttershy shook her head. "I mean, normal guys look at porn too, you know? And...and girls. I mean, Rainbow Dash, you know? And Rarity reads those...those novels..."
Sunset smirked. "And you have those comics..."
"A-anyway!" Fluttershy stammered, blushing. "It's just...well, I, um, saw part of the video my brother was watching. Umm...I mean, the girl in that video could've been Trixie or Sugarcoat, it's...it's hard to say. Or even Rainbow Dash, really. You know how it is with lighting and shades of blue."
"Yeah..." Sunset chuckled. "I can't see Rainbow Dash doing something like that, though. I mean, I'd probably do it if I needed some quick cash, but Rainbow?"
"I'm pretty sure it wasn't her," Fluttershy said. "But I bet some guys around here wish it was." She blushed. "Umm...sorry, but can we stop talking about this now?"
"Sure," Sunset said, laughing. "Sorry."
Cheerilee walked into the break room during her off period, looking forward to her afternoon coffee and donut. She saw Vice-Principal Luna sitting at one of the tables, eating a banana as she fiddled with her phone. She almost didn't pay Luna any attention, but then she took a second look. "Is that a Cosmos X8?" she asked, jaw dropping.
Luna looked up. "Hm? Oh, yeah," she said. "Just got it yesterday, still getting it all set up."
Cheerilee whistled. "Wow, those are expensive," she said jealously.
"Yeah," Luna agreed with a shrug. "My webcast is doing pretty good, so I decided to treat myself."
"Webcast?" Cheerilee asked. "Oh, you mean for video games and stuff?"
Luna smirked. "Something like that..."
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