Sexty Minute Stories

Rainbow Dash decided to start things off the best way she knew how, by diving right in. She kissed the orange pegasus mare roughly and shoved her out of the air and back onto the large cloud bed. Foreplay was for ponies who didn't want each other bad enough.

That wasn't a problem here. Dash knew she wanted the hot eighteen year old mare, and she knew that Scootaloo had to be burning up at the chance to be with her. There didn't need to be any sweet talk or cuddling or gentle kisses. Just hooves-on action.

As soon as Dash's tongue touched Scoot's lips they parted to let it in, and as soon as their bodies pressed together Scoot's forelegs were wrapped around her. Their mutual excitement was electric, and the second Dash broke the kiss Scoot started kissing her cheek, then down her neck.

“Oh yeah. More.” Dash said, her breath heavy. Scoot obliged, squirming lower to kiss down Dash's chest. Dash rolled onto her side to make it easier on the younger pegasus, and Scoot's kisses continued down her torso.

Then the kisses stopped all of a sudden. Dash looked down, and Scoot was staring at Dash's side.

“Something wrong? You're doing great. . .”

“I just. . . I wanted to know if. . .” Scoot started to blush, which Dash found seriously cute and really did as much as kissing to add to the fire she was feeling.

“What did ya' wanna know, Scoot?”

“Can I preen you? Please?”

Dash raised her eyebrows. “Preen me? Really?” Things had been so hot, and they were just about to get hotter, and now the kid wanted to throw some cold water on it. Preening was one of those things that was supposed to be sexy, but just felt like a waste of time when a pegasus was ready to go. Scoot probably learned from some flight school marefriend that you were supped to take time and connect and boring stuff like that.

But seeing the hopeful look in those big purple eyes, Dash sighed and rolled over on her stomach, spreading her wings. “Fine. Go for it.”

“Thanks, Dash. Thanks so much. I've always wanted to.”

“Just don't make it take all night, okay?”

Scoot nodded and carefully crouched down on one side of Dash. Dash could feel the younger pony's warm breath, then she felt a little lick at the base of one of her primary feathers before Scoot's teeth gently straighten it. Then again. Each lick sent a tingle, a sexy little shock that was soothed as the feather was straightened. Feeling it repeated over and over created a tension in her wings, one nerve at a time. Where before her wings were spread for Scoot's benefit, now they were stiff in a way she didn't normally get until she was very close to the edge of orgasm, but she was nowhere near that edge.

Dash let out a little groan of pleasure.

“Am I taking too long?”

“Oh hay no. Oh my gosh, keep going.”

Scoot carefully moved over her body and gave her other wing the same treatment. When she finished with the feathers, her tongue traced the length of the bone, sending a shiver up Dash's spine and fueling the desire between her rear legs.

“You have the hottest wings, Dash.” Scoot said in a breathy whisper. “Really, I could do this all night.”

Dash had no idea if it was the sultry voice or the nibble at the tip of the wing that made her tail twitch to the side and her hind quarters squirm, but Scoot followed it with another lick up the length of the shaft that made Dash gasp. Scoot gave that wing one last nibble, then moved back to Dash's other wing.

Once again Dash felt a warm tongue and a nibble at the tip, but this time the tongue ran back down the wing to the base. Dash felt Scoot lick around the base of her wing with hard, firm licks that she was dying to feel against her pussy. Dash could feel the wetness soaking between her legs and couldn't have been more ready. She whimpered a little as Scoot gave the base of her wing a biting kiss.

“Too hard?” Scoot whispered, worried.

“No way.” Dash said, panting. “Amazing.”

Scoot grinned, her eyes shining. “Good. You deserve amazing, Rainbow Dash.” She attacked the base of the wing with her tongue, forcing little grunts from Dash as her body imagined those actions farther back. Dash almost thought she was going to come right then.

The feeling mounting in her was too close to the real deal, and finally she moaned, “Please! Just take me!”

“Oh gosh, sorry.” Scoot said, hurrying back between Dash's rear legs.

Dash managed to pull herself up on her rear knees, spreading her legs. She was dripping wet, she hadn't been this desperate for attention in years. She could feel the twitching of her hole and the slightest movement of air as Scoot got into position behind her.

Then with one long, slow lick from Scoot's tongue, Dash exploded in orgasm. “More! More Scoot!”

Scoot didn't need to be told twice, and she dove in with firm licks the length of Dash's slit. As Dash panted and moaned, the young pegasus pressed her muzzle deeply into Dash's needy marehood and flicked her tongue over the stiff little clit.

“Celesia! Oh Scoot, yes!” Dash called, her voice cracking. The orgasm hadn't let up, and there was a higher peak looming, and she just needed a little push to get her there.

And Scoot gave it to her, moving up to her hole with several deep licks, spreading her mouth so that her lips brushed Dash's clit and plunging into her depths. Dash's body froze and she screamed Scoot's name over and over. Scoot's tongue and lips never let up, rubbing her most sensitive spots deeply until the screams calmed into moans and finally whispers. Finally, Scoot pulled away.

“That was okay, wasn't it?” Scoot asked, licking Dash's juices from her muzzle.

“Heh, yeah. That was awesome.” Dash panted. “Gimme a minute. It's your turn next.”

“Great, cause that made me so hot. I think I almost came just preening you.” Scoot said, flying so she could flop down next to Dash.

“That's just the start, kid. I'm gonna give you some foreplay you won't believe.” Dash said with a wicked grin. After an orgasm like that foreplay seemed way cooler, and nopony deserved it more than the pony who showed her that.