Go Kart Racing...

by TheClopDrawer

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Fetish, Rainbow Dash (EqG), Scootaloo, Random, Human, Equestria Girls, Porn
Length: 1803

Scootaloo accidentally masturbates while racing Rainbow in a go kart

While racing go karts Scootaloo discovers a new kink as she accidentally ends up masturbating due to the buzzing vibrations of the kart.

All characters 18+

Based on the story told in this song: Go Kart Racing

Triggers: Public Masturbation

Though not a direct sequel, my fic Sweetie Belle's Stress Relief references this fic. So it is part of the soon-to-be-created Futabelleverse...even if it is canonically months before Sweetie Belle becomes a futa.

Published 2017-09-28 04:30:06 UTC
Last updated 2017-09-28 04:30:06 UTC

...Accidentally Masturbating!

Scootaloo’s eyes went wide as she sat down in her go kart. The slight rumble the kart made as it idled in the station was vibrating on a very sensitive part of her anatomy. She sank into her seat, trying to hide her blush. This only made things worse as part of the seat angled back between her legs sending the vibrations right to her newly aroused womanhood.

For a moment she considered getting up and leaving the attraction with her dignity intact. Maybe she would stop by the rest room on her way out of Flim & Flam’s Fun Center and relieve the tension in her groin before heading home or she would just hold out for her vibrator at home.

No! She thought defiantly, If I leave Rainbow will think I’m a coward.

She bit her lip, now regretting challenging the prismatic haired athlete to the race. She knew how competitive Rainbow could be and if she backed out now she would never hear the end of it. A moment later, fate prevented her from changing her mind as the attendant began his spiel.

“Racers, please keep your hands and feet inside the karts at all times.” he bagan, “And maintain two hands on the wheel. This is a race not a rap music video. The right pedal is go, the left one is stop. Also, please no bumping the cars. The bumper cars are on the other side of the building.”

He paused to hit a button on the ride controls, the mock traffic light turned on and the gate in front of the first car opened.

“On your marks!” he announced, the red light switched to yellow, “Get set!” the yellow blinked teasingly, “GO!”

The light switched to green and a loud buzzer sounded signalling the cars to begin. Scootaloo, forgetting about the buzzing in her lower region reacted quickly and slammed on the go pedal. She was immediately reminded of the unintentional pleasure as the buzzing increased in frequency as the kart sped up. The tingling sensation eliciting a moan from the teen. Thankfully the obnoxiously loud gas engines of the go karts downed her out.

Holy shit! This is better than my vibrator! Scoots thoughts called out as she sped along, passing the kart with Rainbow Dash in it, No, this is wrong. I’m in public.

Instinctively she eased up on the gas, slipping back behind the blue skinned athlete. Rainbow simply whooped as she took the lead.

“Eat my dust squirt!” she called back, oblivious to what Scoots was up to and why she had slowed down.

Scootaloo was passed by several other racers as her blush reddened. She had felt her pussy get wetter when she thought about the fact that she was in public. The realization of her kink making the experience all the more embarrassing.

Fuck! I can’t get off the ride now even if I wanted to. And now Rainbow is gonna win! Scoots whined to herself before the dirty thoughts overshadowed her worry. These karts are so loud and move so fast no one will even be able to tell what I’m doing. I can beat Rainbow and get myself off at the same time.

The front of her athletic shorts felt damp and Scootaloo knew it was too late to turn back.

“FUCK IT!” she screamed, gunning the gas.

The sudden burst of vibration causing her to end the exclamation with another moan. The soccer mom and her son in the kart she was passing giving her an odd look, but Scootaloo was too into it to care.

*** *** ***

As she rounded the last turn before crossing the finish line to complete the first lap, she had finally caught up to Rainbow, but the competitive athlete was not letting her pass again. They entered lap two neck and neck.

Scootaloo was breathing heavily. This was the longests she had ever gone pleasuring herself without letting herself orgasm. She wanted to pass Rainbow, but ever so often she had to slow down slightly to hold back the edge of her climax.

As they rounded the next turn she saw her opening. Rainbow was sticking to the outer part of the cerve. She put on the gas, gaping huskily at the renewed pleasure, and took the inner part of the curve. She passed her idol and took the lead. As she did she heard an unladylike frustrated growl behind her.

Pulling out of the turn Scootaloo put some distance between her and Rainbow. She felt a bead of sweat drip down her forehead. Ignoring the attendants instructions to keep both hands on the wheel she reached up and wiped it with s sleeve. As she did the other hand accidentally pulled the wheel sharply to the left. She slammed into the wall of the track. The sudden force pushing the bent seat against her clit. The realization caused Scootaloo to over correct to the right ending up horizontally across the track, all hints of speed depleted.

“This is why you can't pass your driver’s test!” Rainbow taunted, as she once again passed Scootaloo.

Several more karts passed as Scootaloo slowly righted her kart and reentered the race. In the spinout she had also lost the pleasure building in her pussy. If she wanted to beat Rainbow and climax at the same time she would have to do it in the final lap.

*** *** ***

With the constant and intense buzzing of the go kart, it took no time at all for the tingly feeling of her approaching orgasm to return. Unfortunately for her, regaining the lead was a problem. Not only could the karts only move so fast, but Scootaloo and Rainbow were not the only competitive racers. More than once Scootaloo got stuck behind a racer who would not give her a chance to pass.

Determined to win and live her recently discovered sexual fantasy, Scootaloo was forced to break the rules. She resorted to bumping the rear or sides of other karts to cause the racer to spin out like she had during lap two. The attendant either didn't notice or care, but based on the angry shouts of the other drivers, he would be getting an earful after the race.

Finally, Scootaloo had caught back up with Rainbow Dash, and regained her building climax, when they were two turns away from the finish. The Athlete had gotten cocky and was driving the kart at less than full speed since she had a huge lead on the racer that had formerly held second place. Now neck and neck again with her idol, Scootaloo ditched her dirty tricks...or at least the dirty tricks that were not related to her self fornication via vibrating metal.

The rainbow haired athlete was not expecting Scootaloo to catch back up, so she was very surprised when Scoots made an attempt to pass her.

“Whoa, you are really determined!” Rainbow called, cutting her off from passing her, “I underestimated you, Squirt.”

Oh god, I’m so close! Scootaloo thought as they rounded the next turn, I just need to hold out a little longer and pass her on the next turn.

When the next turn came, Rainbow took the inner side of it having learned Scootaloo’s tactics. Instead Scootaloo took the outer side, but right as she entered the turn she she pushed the go pedal hard against the bottom of the kart. Her kart burst with just a smidge more speed and passed Rainbow.

She crossed the finish line. The adrenalin of beating Rainbow pushing her over the edge. She came, hard.

“UUUUUUUUUUAAAAH!” She screamed, in clear euphoria. Her body was wracked by the pleasure, her pussy quivering as she did her best to keep the wheel steady trying not to crash again. A hard task considering how her muscles were jerking as she was ejaculating in her athletic shorts. Her pussy was practically drenching them, and making them nothing more than a girlcum soaked, sticky mess.

It was a good thing they were black or the wet spot would be very noticeable when she stood up after returning the kart to the station. She only hoped that Rainbow had taken that as a victory cry and not what it actually was.

Coming down from her very explosive and long overdue orgasm, she followed the attendants directions and maneuvered the kart into the station. Rainbow drove in behind her and slowly the other racers entered the station.

By the time the attendant allowed them to leave Scootaloo had snapped back to reality and was once again embarrassed for what she had done.

“I hope you enjoyed your race,” The attendant announced, “Please exit to your left and let the next person in line take your kart.”

In the blink of an eye, Scootaloo had gotten up and made a beeline for the exit.

I just need to go to the bathroom before anyone realizes what I did, she panicked, just act casual.

"Congrats, Squirt!" Rainbow called, exiting her own vehicle.

Scootaloo did not turn to the older girl as she was too focused on leaving. The feeling of her juices slowly tricking down her legs. Thinking it was too loud for her to be heard, the rambunctious athlete jogged up to Scootaloo and gave her a well deserved pat on the back. The close proximity, the sudden touch and the lingering electric feeling in her nerves from her afterglow elicited a soft 'eep' from Scootaloo. Her blush reddening. The tingling in her clit beginning to make her aroused again.

It was at that moment she realized why beating rainbow had felt so good – in more ways than one. She had always had a admiring respect for the athlete and her escapades, but her hormone fueled revelation caught her off guard: She had a very big crush on Rainbow Dash. She shook the new, saucy thoughts about what Rainbow had beneath her skirt and athletic shorts while she tried once more to leave.

"So Scoots, it was a pretty close finish." Rainbow stated, trying to start a conversation, "So, how about a rematch?"

Scootaloo continued trying to ignore Rainbow. As Scoots calmly walked to the exit, Rainbow still following close behind. Scoots noticed the familiar purple swirl of Rarity’s hair move into the kart she had just vacated.

“Eeeew,” Rarity shrieked in disgust, “My kart is wet!”

At that Scootaloo took off into a embarrassment driven run.

"Scootaloo," Dash called after her, giving pursuit, "What's wrong?"

Scootaloo didn't stop until she was safely in the bathroom.

Author's Note

a fun little fic...not sure if I'm gonna make a sequel, but I set it up for one...

this now technically a precursor to my fic Sweetie Belle's Stress Relief.