Sweetie Belle's Stress Relief

by TheClopDrawer

Rating: mature
Tags: Equestria Girls, Porn, Sex, Gilda, Main 7 (EqG), Zecora, Human, Fetish, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Treehugger
Length: 53537

EQG Sweetie Belle becomes a futa after taking a potion bought from Zecora's Hut to relieve stress. (All Characters are aged up to 18+)

Sweetie Belle has been stressed for weeks. Nothing seems to help. It is this reason she has found herself in Zecora's Hut, a mystical shop recommended by Treehugger. There she buys a potion to help her with her stress. It works, but has one major side effect...it turned her into a futa.

All Characters are aged up to 18+.

Contains: Futa, excessive cum, genital transformation, masturbation, eating ones own cum, Stultification, futa on female, public sex, rough sex, blowjob, Friends with benefits, voyeurism, unprotected sex, possible impregnation, BDSM in all forms, humiliation, anal sex, hate fucking, double penetration, musk, futa on futa, cunnilingus, eating cream pies, mind breaking, choking, restraints, multiple orgasms, public masturbation, putting cum on food, edging, incest, dubious consent, pretending to be asleep during sex, Somnophilia, 69ing, rimjobs, Truth or Dare, cum smelling, futa on male, male on male, gang bang, cam girls, piss play, body shots, facials, secret sex tape recording, sex competitions, lap dances, orgies (for future chapters) bukakke, the list goes on...

Author's note: yes this is technically a rewrite...but I'm taking the story in a slightly different direction this time.

This story exists in the same canon as my other fic Go Kart Racing.... It happens a few months before this fic, but this fic is not a direct sequel to that one.

Special thanks to TheOneWithoutAName for pre-reading and helping with editing. :pinkiehappy:

Featured on January 30th, 2018! Never thought that would happen!

Published 2017-10-19 01:50:12 UTC
Last updated 2019-06-26 20:53:24 UTC

Chapter 1: A Destressing Shower Time

Finals had hit me really hard this year and on top of that I’d been fighting a lot more with my sister. Then there was applying to colleges, work, hanging with friends, and all my other school work. Needless to say I was stressed. I’d tried everything to destress. I tried Yoga with Fluttershy and Tree Hugger, I drank Rarity’s camomile tea, I even tried skating at the skate park with Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash. Nothing seemed to help that much. It was this lack of stress relief that lead me to the shady shop tucked away in a dark alley in downtown Canterlot.

It was called ‘Zecora’s Hut’. I’d received the recommendation to come here by Treehugger when I told her Yoga just wasn’t doing it for me. The shop was one of those mystical shops. The kinds that sell potions, totems, and other creepy things. The window was covered in odd carved masks that looked like people and animals in pain. Believe me I would not be there if there were any other way to help me destress.

Hesitantly I pushed open the door and entered the dimly lit shop and was immediately assaulted by the smell of incense. They seemed to calm my nerves so I walked over to the shelves of incense to see if maybe one of them could help with my stress problem.

“Ah young girl, what brings you in? Seeking some mystical medicine?” a strange older woman said suddenly appearing next to me.

I jumped and nearly knocked over the incense shelf.

“I did not mean to startle you. To this shop, you must be new.” the odd woman said reassuringly.

She had grey skin covering in slightly darker stripes. Her white and grey dreadlock hair was pulled back into a messy bun. She wore swamp green dress and a series of gold rings around her neck and left wrist. Also around her neck, resting between her ample bosom was a necklace with an odd spiral sun on it.

“Oh, I, uh.” I stammered, trying not to stare at her cleavage, “I was told I could find a way to relieve stress here. Treehugger recommended this place.”

“There is no need to sound so meek, if stress relief is all you seek.” The woman rhymed grabbing a blue bottle from one of the shelves and setting it on the counter, “If Tree Hugger sent you, I know what to do, take with you this special brew.”

I just stared at the strange rhyming woman marveling in her exotic beauty.

“Drink it all before you go to bed, In the morning you’ll find the stress not in your head. The remedy will then become anew, I think you’ll know just what to do.” She cryptically explained.

I just nodded and asked, “How much?”

“For this, sweet child, I have a deal or two. How about $7.62?” she remarked hitting a button on the cash register.

I reached into my wallet and gave her $8. She gave me back my change and put the bottle in a nondescript black bag and I headed home.

*** *** ***

While I was getting ready for bed, I found myself staring into the full sized mirror in my room. Sighing I cupped my hands over my petite breasts. Wearing only a bra and panites I wondered what it would be like to have breasts like Zecora's. I learned in health class that my breasts would grow more once I hit puberty, but when I did they didn’t get much bigger. My body issues were one of the major contributors to my stress. Second only to school.

“At least I’m not flat chested like Scootaloo.” I whispered solemnly to myself.

Turning from the mirror, I put on my pajama pants and a loose fitting shirt that. I took the pink vial out of the bag and turned back to the mirror.

What is even in this stuff? I questioned looking at the blue liquid slosh around. The vial had no clear label or list of ingredients. I wondered how Zecora even knew what potion to give me. This could be poison for all I know! No, Tree Hugger recommended the shop. She wouldn’t want me ingesting anything she didn’t consider safe. “If Tree Hugger sent you, I know what to do, take with you this special brew.” I recalled Zecora saying. So she gave me what Tree Hugger always gets. It must be safe, right?

I sighed in frustration, wondering about this potion was not doing me any favors. I popped the cork out of the top and downed it in a single gulp. It tasted like sweaty socks and I had to fight my gag reflex to keep it down. This stuff cost me most of my allowance, I’m not throwing it up.

When the nausea brought on by the foul taste passed I began to feel very drowsy. I almost collapsed on the floor a few times as I made my way to the lightswitch to turn it off. Once I was in darkness I flopped down onto my bed and fell fast asleep. Not even bothering to get under the covers.

*** *** ***

I woke up feeling really groggy, but the stress that had been eating away at my brain the past few weeks was gone. I felt an odd stiffness in my pelvic area, but figured I must have slept on it funny. Per usual I walked across the hall to the bathroom to take a shower. I turned on the shower and waited for it to heat up.

I slipped off my pajama bottoms and my panties in one quick motion. Then I felt something slap up and hit my belly. Suddenly wide awake I looked down at the spot between my legs and screamed. Where there had once been a cute cleanly shaved slit was now an erect penis attached to a set of balls.

What was in that potion? I thought in a panic.

There was a worried knock on the door, “Sweetie, are you ok in there?” Rarity’s voice asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” I lied.

“That scream couldn’t have been about nothing, I’m coming in.” she asserted turning the knob.

“No wait!” I squeaked, “I just...I just saw a spider. It is gone now.”

“If you say so.” Rarity replied skeptically and went back to her own morning routine.

I let out a sigh of relief and locked the door. Normally, I don’t, but with my new appendage I didn’t want Rarity almost walking in on me again. Stepping over the edge of the tub, tried to ignore the still erect penis between my legs as it uncomfortably bounced against my belly.

Please tell me it will go away soon? I mentally pleaded with the universe as I began to wash my hair.

As I washed I felt each drop of hot water hit the member. Each time it did, my mind was drawn back to it. Finally it was time to clean where once had been my womanhood. I had been dreading it during the whole shower. In fact I had deliberately saved it for last.

Taking a deep breath I squished some body wash into my hand. Taking a deep breath I began to lather it on the still stiff penis. I ran my soapy hands down the impressive length. Veins pulsed beneath my delicate touch. I radiated a comforting warmth, as if it were silently asking to be handled in this way. As I reached the tip I felt a surge of pleasure.

Whoa. I thought before stroking it again, eliciting another surge of pleasure, This feels amazing.

Before long I had a steady rhythm. Each stroke sending waves of pleasure Like I had never felt before. The soap was become a rather thick foam, but served as an adequate lubricant for the act. I felt a pressure building in the balls beneath the shaft, but I was enjoying myself too much to pay any mind to it. I felt the dick flair, getting even bigger than it already was as it was throbbing with need.

“Uhgah!” I said reflexively as I was taken over the edge, my eyes rolling back in my skull in pure bliss.

Catching me off guard a massive rope of semen shot from the tip of the penis and coating the lower half of my face, a small amount landing in my open mouth. Then a second rope came painting my breasts with white where it was joined by a third rope. As the orgasm subsided a fourth and final rope landed on my belly. The semen felt slimy on my skin, but I couldn’t help but like the sensation.

When I came down from the feelings of my orgasm I finally tasted the bit of cum that had landed in my mouth. It tasted salty, but still enjoyable, almost addictingly so. I swallowed and greedily licked up the remainder on my chin. I rinsed my hands off in the shower water before scooping up the sticky fluid from my breasts and belly. Bringing my hands to my mouth and slurping the thick handful quickly and licking my palms clean. My stomach welcomed the load making me feel pleasantly full.

I guess I can skip breakfast. I thought as I looked longingly down at my new body part. It had finally began to go flaccid. A few glops of foamy soap dropping off and washing down the drain.

BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. Came a knock on the door, snapping me back to reality.

“Sweetie, hurry up in there!” Rarity called out, “You're going to be late for school!”

“Uh, be right out.” I replied, stepping into the shower water to rinse off my dick, belly and chin.

“This is going to be an interesting day.” I said outloud to myself, as I shut off the water and began to dry off. I felt more relaxed than I’ve had in weeks. “Looks like that potion worked how it was supposed to after all.”

Chapter 2: Best Friends with Benefits

I never realized how much I took for granted having a vagina. When I’d left the bathroom to get dressed none of my panties fit comfortably even with the now limp dick. I ended up sneaking into Rarity’s room and borrowing a pair of her panties. Normally I would never borrow clothes from my sister, let alone panties, but I wasn’t about to go commando under my skirt with my new dick bouncing about. Desperate times called for desperate measures. Even still the prick concealed beneath made a very noticeable bulge. I just hoped my skirt concealed it well enough so no one would notice. Also by the time I was all set I had ended up ten minutes late for first period. Not only was it my first tardy, but I also had no time to meet up with my friends before school.

For the first half of the day I managed to sit through class and no one noticed I had a dick. Then came lunch time and the first time I’d get a chance to see Scootaloo and Applebloom. Since I share everything with them, they knew I’d gone to Zecora’s Hut and so I planned on showing them what came as a result of my visit. Before getting in the lunch line I waved my friends over to my locker.

“Hey Sweetie Belle.” Applebloom drawled.

“Hey SB.” Scootaloo greeted, “So get anything interesting at that Zecora’s Hut place?”

“Did it make ya oversleep or somethin’?” Applebloom added, calling attention to my tardiness this morning.

“No, it was nothing like that. She gave me this weird potion.” I replied nervously.

“Well did it work?” Applebloom asked.

“Yes, well sort of.” I answered cryptically, “I’ll show you what I mean once we are in the bathroom.”

“Uh, Ok.” Scootaloo replied, more than a little confused.

We all filed into the ladies restroom and I quickly made sure all the stalls were empty before I entered the larger handicap stall. I motioned for my friends to follow. Reluctantly they entered the stall as well. When I locked the stall door behind us it dawned on me the lewdness of this situation. Coupled with the fact I was about to show off my transformed privates to my closest friends, I was beginning to feel a little turned on. I felt the member begin to stiffen in the borrowed panties and my cheeks began to feel flushed.

“So why did you need to call us into the bathroom of all places to tell us how a stress remedy worked out?” Scoots asked bluntly, having taken a seat on the toilet.

“Well, um, the potion it, uh,” I stammered trying to find the words, but my mind was traveling to filthy places. The thoughts only making the penis stiffen more. It now pulled Rarity’s panties tight around my hips.

“Um, what's that?” Applebloom inquired, pointing at the now very noticeable tent pitched in the front of my skirt.

The question snapped me back into the moment and I found the best way to explain what happened with the potion. Blushing fiercely, I lifted my skirt and released the erect penis from its silky prison.

“The potion gave me this.” I told them.

They just stared at it, shocked, but also mesmerized as they tried to wrap their minds around me having a dick, at least as far as I could tell. The attention caused it to swell to its full length. There is no way I can get it back into my panties now, unless I find a way to relieve this tension.

“The potion gave you a dick.” Scootaloo finally said after about a minute of staring.

“It gave me an outlet for my stress.” I guessed, not really knowing how it worked exactly, but if what I did in the shower was any evidence the explanation seemed to fit.

“Can Ah touch it?” Applebloom asked meekly, her yellow face almost as red as her hair.

I nodded and she stepped forward. She knelt in front of me and leaned into my lifted skirt, blocking her face from mine as she grabbed hold of the sensitive appendage. Her hands were cold, but soft. You would have never guessed she works hard each evening tending to her chores at her family farm. Her hands felt like they hadn’t worked a day in their lives. The change in temperature caused me to let out a soft gasp.

“Did Ah hurt ya?” AB called from under my skirt, letting go of my dick. I felt it bounce slightly in the absence of her grip, still stiff as a board.

“N-no, your hands were just a little cold.” I replied, the dick was so stiff it kind of hurt. It wasn't this hard in the shower.

“Oh, ah can touch it with something else.” she offered and before I could ask her with what, I felt something wet and warm run down the side of my dick.

Her tongue? I thought, letting out a moan as a sudden jolt of pleasure ran down my spine.

“Mmm. Ah like the taste.” AB said with a nervous giggle.

“Do what you did again.” I replied, equally nervous. Deep down I craved to feel the wet warmth of her tongue again, “Feel free to put the whole thing in your mouth.”

“Whoa, this is like one of the porn videos I watched last night.” Scootaloo chimed in in amazement, “AB, give her a blowjob!”

At my request and Scootaloo’s insistence Applebloom began to lick my dick again. She slowly licked it from its base to its tip. All the while my dick sent small waves of pleasure down my spine. I felt her lips press against it as she gave the rod a kiss. I felt as she moved her heavenly lips up and down the side of the shaft. The tingles of pleasure caused me to lean back against the stall door. When she reached the tip again she finally put it completely in her mouth. The new warmth elicited another soft moan of pleasure. I let go of my skirt, letting it fall onto AB’s head, to cover my mouth in order to muffle anymore moans.

The change seemed to not affect Applebloom as she began to bob her head, sucking on my dick as she did. Each bob sending a new wave of pleasure through my body to the point where I almost lost my balance.

As I watched my skirt move up and down I realized that I wanted to see what she was doing. I wanted to see her eyes as she hungrily sucked on my cock. I wanted to see the bulge of my length as it pushed out her cheeks.

“H-hold on AB.” I said, side stepping and pulling my dick from her mouth. Now back in the air of the restroom, the saliva made it feel cold and lonely. “Let me move to the toilet, I don't want to fall over. I also want to see what you are doing down there.”

Scootaloo vacated the toilet and sat across the stall on the floor. I pulled down my skirt and sat on the seat. I glanced down at my dick still glistening in Applebloom’s saliva. There was a small bead of precum on the tip and the dick looked oddly out of place sticking out of the silky, purple panties.

My view was soon replaced with Applebloom’s head as she settled in front of the toilet. Her eye stared longingly at my cock. She licked her lips and once again stuck the member into her mouth. A moment later I felt the tip of my dick hit the back of her throat. She began to move her head up and down, resuming her blowjob. Her tongue moving in circles as it moved along the shaft. The slight roughness of her tastebuds adding to the pleasure. Slowly but surely she began increase her rhythm. Before long I was moaning in pure bliss. I wasn’t sure if it was her first time sucking a dick, but she was a natural. I had to put my hand back over my mouth so we didn’t call attention from other students.

Looking over at Scootaloo, she had one hand down her athletic shorts and was fingering herself in time with AB’s movements. Scoots was biting her bottom lip in her own attempt at remaining quiet, but I could hear her cute, little moans every now and then. She was clearly enjoying the show as much as I was enjoying being a part of it.

Not long after I felt a tingling build in my balls. I was nearing my climax and based on Scootaloo’s quickened breathing, so was she. The tingling reached its peak and I pushed Applebloom’s head down until she hilted on my lap. I felt her gag under the sudden force of my full length. The tight throat walls massaging my cock in ways I never thought possible as she struggled for breath. The indescribable pleasure pushing me over the edge. I unloaded rope after rope of semen down her throat. The fact that it was one of my closest friend made the experience even better. My eyes rolled back in my skull and I had to bite my hand to hold back the guttural, orgasmic moan I so wanted to make.

Finally the cum stopped shooting down her throat and I released her head. As she regained the ability to breath properly she coughed, splattering my surprisingly still hard dick with a foamy mixture of spit and cum. Taking a sharp breath in through her nose, she swallowed the remainder of the cum in her mouth and let out a rather unladylike burp. Getting up from her knees she reached over and grabbed some toilet paper and wiped the spit and cum that had coated her chin.

“This is,” Scoots panted, “better than the stuff I watch on pornhub. It's my turn now.”

As long as my dick was still hard, I wasn’t about to pass up another blowjob. To my surprise, Scootaloo stood up and pulled down her shorts and boxers revealing her swollen vagina. It was soaked in her arousal.

“So,” I panted, “you like porn. What kind?”

“I...I uh...I like all kinds of porn.” She said huskily, not liking that I was keeping her waiting, “Though, I’m partial to the ones where the guy doesn’t hold back. I...I think I like it rough.”

She turned away and faced the wall, presenting her toned butt to Applebloom and I, bending her back she once again showed her glistening vagina.

“D-do me like this.” she pleaded, “I’ve always liked the ones where the girl was fucked doggie style. Don’t hold back.”

Not needing to be told twice, and overcome with carnal lust, I stood up and moved to her waiting vagina. In one swift move, I shoved my prick in to the hilt. Not expecting it all at once she let out a pained, but pleasure filled moan, this time not hindered by a bit lip. I was sure it could be heard outside the bathroom, but I didn’t have time to dwell on it as I began to thrust in and out of my tomboy friend’s vagina. The first moan was soon joined by a chorus of others as Scootaloo and I quickly got lost in the ecstasy of what we were doing. I could also hear the southern twang filled moans of Applebloom who had began to finger her own pussy, clearly aroused not only by the show, but by the salty cum still lingering on her tongue.

I was thrusting so hard there was an audible rhythmic slap as I hilted in her vagina over and over again. Scootaloo's nails dug into the wall as her pleasure increased in time with my own. The wet entrance always seemed to drag me back in like some kind of perverted invitation as I continued to thrust into her. The hotness, wetness and softness of her walls was simply addicting to me, just as my rock-hard cock seemed to be addicting to my friend as each of us felt the pleasure practically overflow our minds with its sweet euphoria as we both got closer and closer to our climax.

All of a sudden Scootaloo’s vaginal walls clamped down my penis like a vice. She leaned her head backwards, almost making eye contact with me as she let out her longest and loudest moan. I felt her female ejaculate splashed back against my balls. Applebloom was next, letting out her own orgasmic moan, cumming around her fingers, soaking her panties. That pushed me over the edge once more as I made one last thrust. I began to unload, for the second time this lunch period, into Scootaloo’s fertile womb. Rope after rope entered her vagina coating her insides, until it overflowed. Several white globs of my spunk dripping onto the floor, the color barely distinguishable from the off white tiles.

The lunch bell rang signalling the end of our lunch period and my dick was once again flaccid. Needing to get to our next classes we quickly cleaned ourselves up and put our clothes back on.

Applebloom was the first to leave. On her way out she said nothing, only sporting the slightest of blushes as her eyes lingered on my concealed cock. Though her blush could also have been attributed to the fact that she had to ditch her panties in the trash and had to go commando for the rest of the day.

Scootaloo and I then waited a few minutes to not call anymore attention to what we had done in the bathroom. While we waited we talked.

“If you need any more stress relief later, send me a text.” Scootaloo rasped as she smoothed out a few wrinkles in her shirt, her voice having gone hoarse from her pleasurable screams, “I have a few more positions I’d like to test out.”

I simply nodded and smiled sultrily at my friend, the thought of my cock plowing her ladyhood again almost give me another boner. Following her notion that we’d have sex again she washed her hands and left for class.

A few minutes later I too headed to class. As I exited the bathroom I took a quick glance at my phone. Looks like I’m gonna be tardy to this class too, but at least it was worth it. I let out a resigned sigh and smirked as the events of lunch replayed in my mind. I could really get used to having this penis. I was so relaxed and happy that nothing could stand in my way. It even appeared our orgasmic shouts and rough sex had gone unheard by any of the other students or faculty.

Chapter 3: A Diamond in the Rough

Thinking about what happened at lunch turned out to work against me as my dick was sporting a half chub by the time I walked into class. Thankfully it was still concealed under my skirt. Telling my friends and doing what I did with them was one thing, but exposing myself to my class and possibly having an orgy was another.

On second thought, that could be fun. I wonder how big Mr. Doodle is? The perverted side of my mind thought, but I immediately squashed the thought.

As I entered, I simply stated that I took a bit longer in the bathroom after lunch, which was not a complete lie, and sat at my seat. Class began and my mind became occupied with the very complicated trigonometry we were learning. To my silent relief, a half hour into the class my penis became flaccid again.

The class was mind numbing. Which was a good thing with how much had happened in the last 24 hours. I found the perfect way to relieve stress and it was very pleasurable to others. It was still very strange to have a dick and be a girl, but it was turning out to be a good thing. I did however want to seek out Tree Hugger after school and find out if she knew what Zecora’s potion would do. She had to have known, right? Zecora mentioned her by name.

I was tossed from my thoughts when Featherweight tapped me on the shoulder. I turned and gave him a puzzled look. He simply put a folded piece of paper on my desk and got back to his work. Curious I unfolded the note, read it and my heart skipped a beat.

‘I know what you have’ was all it read and to hammer the point home there was a crude drawing of a penis next to it. I quickly scanned the classroom. Feather likely was not the sender of the note. He was not likely to have been in the girl’s room at lunch since he didn't look like the type to sneak into the ladies room. Not to mention he was in a different lunch period. The only females I shared a lunch period with that were in the room were Toola Roola, Twist, and Petunia Paleo. I was sure the bathroom was empty and remained empty while I had sex with Scoots and Applebloom, but I only checked before...not after.

After that note I couldn’t focus on classwork. Someone knew about my dick that I hadn’t told, but who?

*** *** ***

I thought about it for the next two class periods, but came to no conclusions. I’d even risked a boner in Art Class replaying the events of lunch trying to see if I remembered anyone entering the bathroom. Unfortunately all I could recall was our orgasmic moans. I also got sidetracked thinking about making my friends moan like that again in the future. I got turned on, but managed to hold back this time and not get a boner.

Finally I figured whomever it is would confront me sooner or later and I shouldn't obsess over it. My next class was gym and it was the last class of the day. I changed into my gym clothes in the stall of the locker room as to not draw attention to my bulge. My athletic shorts didn't do as good a job at concealing my bulge as my skirt did, but I hoped no one would notice...or if they did they simply figured I put on a little weight or something.

*** *** ***

After gym I waited until everyone had gone home before stripping, this time not in a stall, and taking a shower. The smell of dry cum, spit and female ejaculate was not pleasant. Upon smelling it, I feared that it may have been how someone had found out my secret and then it could have been Featherweight after all. Only to realize it only really smelled once I took off Rarity’s silk panites so back in math class, no one could smell it unless they were right up against my crotch.

Abandoning the fearful thought I sauntered over to the shower to wash the sweat from gym and the fluids from lunch. I didn’t play with myself in the shower this time because I decided to text Scootaloo and study at her house since her folks were out of town.

I’d gotten an immediate response: ‘See you then, mistress. ;)’. At first I wasn’t sure how to feel when she texted me that. I didn’t want the fact that we had sex to change our relationship after all. But as I showered, I thought about the term more. The newly unleashed dirtier part of my mind imagined Scootaloo calling me ‘mistress’ while my cock was deep in her pussy’s embrace and I no longer thought the new nickname was that strange. My dick even hardened slightly at the fantasy, but I was going to hold out for the real thing.

I finished my shower and wrapped the towel around my waist. So if anyone came in they at least wouldn’t see the private part I wasn’t supposed to have. As if on cue, the locker door opened. I assumed it was Discord, the janitor. That was until I heard them speak.

“Are you sure she hasn’t left yet?” a very familiar and very bratty voice shouted angrily to another girl who had entered with her.

Oh no! Diamond Tiara! Why would she be looking for me?

“Um...uh...yeah, look her clothes and backpack are still here.” the other, quieter girl, I could only assume was Silver Spoon, responded.

The duo then turned the corner around the row of lockers and were looking right at me. Diamond wore the smug grin she always wore. Silver spoon just looked at the floor with a defeated expression.

“Well look who's the president of the itty bitty titty committy.” Tiarra sneered.

Instinctively I put an arm across my chest. My boobs were not nearly as small as Scootaloo’s, but they were no Zecora or even Rarity sized.

“What do you want Tiara?” I spat. I just wanted to get my clothes on and leave as soon as possible.

“Didn’t you get my note? Roola was so kind for passing it along. I hope you got it.” She taunted.

It was her? Diamond Tiara knows I have a dick? I’m screwed.

Seeing my expression she laughed, “Oh yes, I know what you think I know. But with something like this, I need proof or no one will believe me.”

“I-I don’t know what you mean.” I lied. She knew I had a dick, but she’ll be a laughing stock if she doesn’t provide proof and I wasn’t about to give her some.

“Silver Spoon, watch the door. Make sure no one comes in, including yourself. No matter what you hear. Got it?” Diamond ordered.

What was she playing at? I wondered as her lacky nodded and left the locker room, Silver Spoon usually helps back DT up in her bullying. If it is just one person, I might be able to overpower her.

I took a step to the left in order to try to pass her, but she reached out and grabbed my towel. With only one had holding it up she won the tug-a-war and snatched it away revealing my shaft. In the cold air the penis, still damp from the shower, began to stiffen. Diamond Tiara just stood there mesmerized. Had I not been stunned by the removal of my towel, I could have gotten out of there before she recovered.

“It's so big.” was all she said in stillness of the moment. There was a dreamy tone to her voice that I'd never heard before.

Finally I recovered, but Diamond Tiara moved a step closer and blocked my way. An onslaught of perverted thoughts invaded my mind of me bending Tiara over and sticking my dick into her.

“Y-yeah, I guess you could s-say it is.” I stammered, as I backed away from her and tried to ignore the dirty thoughts invading my mind.

“I told Silver a source told me you had a vag piercing.” Taira admitted, taking another step closer, her mouth forming into a seductive grin, “After what I saw at lunch, I wanted you all to myself.”

“So, you really want my cock?” I asked dumbly, “And you aren't going to tell everyone about it?”

“Yes because I don’t like to share.” she said huskily, removing her pink designer jacket and letting it drop to the floor, “It's the biggest cock I’ve ever seen and you know, secretly, I pride myself in being able to take big cocks.”

I felt the cold metal of the lockers as Diamond Tiara advanced further, drawn to my member like a moth to a flame.

“Then beg for it.” I felt myself say without thinking, the dirtier part of my mind taking control.

“What?” she asked surprised, not sure if she had heard me correctly. The request derailing her plans.

“You want my cock, beg for it.” I demanded again, acutely aware that my dick was stiff as a board. Do I have a thing for dominance?

“You're joking, right?” she fumed, “you should be honored that I’d want anything to do with you or your cock! If anyone should be begging it is you.”

“Well then, I guess I’ll just go.” I challenged, “I have a study date with someone more deserving of it.”

I moved away from the lockers and pushed past her. My unexpected defiance throwing her for a loop allowing me to get by with little struggle.

I’d almost reached my clothes when she finally responded, “P-please can I have y-your cock?”

I turned around to face her. Her cheeks were burning red from embarrassment. The satisfaction of getting her to submit to my demands was intoxicating.

“Whose cock?” I asked, taking a step back towards her, I was going to milk this as long as I could.

“Yours…” She began.

“Mistress.” I provided, remembering the text from Scootaloo.

“It is bad enough you are making me beg for something any guy would give to me in a heartbeat, but I will not call you that!” Diamond replied indignantly, her stubbornness outweighing her apparent need for my shaft.

“Welp, bye then.” I challenged again, picking up the panties I’d borrowed from my sister. They had some slight discoloration that I hadn’t noticed before. Cum stains?! Guess I won’t be giving this back to Rarity. In exaggerated slowness, I began to slip them on.

“P-please can I have your cock, m-mistress?” Tiara muttered under her breath.

I stopped and cupped my hand next to my ear, “Sorry, I didn’t quite hear you. What did you want?”

You could almost see the heat radiating from her cheeks as the last shed of her defiance waned, “Please can I have your cock, mistress?!” she shouted, her voice echoing in the empty locker room. There was an audible gasp from the direction of the door.

I smirked and removed the panties, “On your knees.” I ordered.

She dropped to her knees and looked up at me with the most need I’d ever seen, more so than Applebloom and Scootaloo whom were my only references.

“Please, mistress, I need your cock!” she pleaded once more.

I really liked this side of Diamond Tiara. “Then suck it like a good little slut.” I demanded.

“Y-yes mistress.” Diamond said without being prompted. She had taken to the submissive role very well.

She turned to face my cock and took the whole length into her mouth in one go. Her eyes bulging as it breached her throat. The soft, warm lining massaging it as she struggled for breath. She began to slowly remove the member from her mouth, but this was the girl who had tormented my friends and I for years. She was not getting off – or in this case getting me off – that easily. I grabbed the top of her head, pulling it up until the cock was almost out of her mouth before slamming it down again. The force pushing my cock further into her throat. She gagged and gasped for breath, but that only massaged my impressive shaft sending waves of pleasure through my body.

Not letting her rest for a minute I began to quickly move her head up and down. Each time breaching slightly further into her heavenly throat. Looking at her as I did, I could see tears forming in her eyes from the exertion, but that was not going to stop me. This was payback, sweet, pleasurable payback.

After a few minutes of this I began to feel a tingling buildup in my balls, but I wasn’t about to give her my cum yet. I pulled her head off my dick. It made an audible pop as it was released from her mouth. She sputtered and coughed as she was finally able to get a decent breath into her lungs. Using her sleeve she wiped the tears, smudging her mascara across her cheeks. She showed no signs of not wanting more. Like Scootaloo, she liked it rough. She may not have realized until now that she did, but from her expression I could tell she was liking the direction this was going.

“Up!” I ordered and she rose, “face the lockers.” She turned.

I lifted her short skirt to find she was going commando. Her womanhood was glistening messily with her arousal. I was about to slam her pussy as I had Scootaloo’s, but then I noticed her puckered, virgin asshole. I ran a finger across her slit covering it in her juices before I stuck it in her ass and began to massage it open. As I did she let out a breathy moan.

“You like that don’t you?” I purred in her ear, as I added a second finger, “You’ve been such a pain in my ass over the years, I’m gonna repay the favor.”

“Yes! Fuck me in the ass mistress.” she pleaded, “I’ve been such a bad girl. Punish meee-aaaah!”

Before she could finish I slammed my entire cock into her ass without warning. It was tighter than Scoots’ vagina had been. I almost lost it then and there from the tightness. Before I did, I pulled out and slammed it back in. I repeated this a few times slowly to let the saliva lube up the hole before I increased in speed. Each thrust slammed Tiara’s head against the locker, but I didn’t care, I was enjoying hate fucking my arch nemesis. She didn’t seem to care either as she began to moan with pleasure each time I thrust inside of her.

After a few minutes, Diamond Tiara threw her head back and let out a guttural moan of pure bliss. I felt my balls and thighs get showered in ejaculate from her explosive orgasm. Aiming to punish her more I reached the hand still covered in her juices around and stuck two fingers in her climaxing cunt. In time with my thrusts, I fingered her with reckless abandon. In no time at all the vaginal walls clamped down on my fingers in a renewed climax and a new layer of girlcum coated my hand, balls, and, thighs.

I removed the soiled fingers from her pussy and brought them to my lips. Slowing my pace slightly, I took a tentative lick of the juices. They tasted sweet with a slight tangy aftertaste. I thought about licking them clean when a dirtier thought took hold. With my clean hand, I pulled Diamond tiara’s hair to pull her head up. I then reached forward with the other and stuck the wet fingers into her mouth. Without being asked she began to greedily clean off her own juices.

“Yes, drink your own juices. Taste your own debauchery and like it.” I told her, once again increasing the speed of the pounding I was giving her.

I think she tried to respond, but between moans of pleasure and my fingers in her mouth, her words were lost. Though from the sounds of it she might have tried to say “Yes mistress!”

Then tingling in my balls built up higher and higher until I was finally pushed over the edge. I released rope after rope into her abused butthole. As I did my balls and thighs were once again soaked in Tiara’s third orgasm. I was satisfied by the euphoric pleasure and by the fact that I had just stuck it to Tiara in every sense of the word.

Finished with my handiwork I pulled my dick from her ass. A steady stream of cum trickled out and down her leg with my dick no longer blocking its exit. She fell to the floor panting, her face still scarlet red with streaks of mascara saturated tears. Wanting to give her one more memory of our encounter I picked up her discarded jacket and cleaned myself off with it before dropping it on top of the now sleeping form of Diamond Tiara. I was sure to use the part that sported her custom diamond tiara picture. I hoped it would make a very noticeable stain to remind her of her new place under me.

Content with my actions, I got dressed and left the locker room. On my way out I passed the stunned, beet red Silver Spoon who no doubt heard, and possibly watched, what had transpired.

“When she wakes up, tell her if she wants it again, come find me.” I instructed as I passed, “And if you want some too, just say so.” I purred into her ear, still riding on my power trip.

The only reply I got was high picked squeak, I took as her understanding. Without another work I marched confidently down the hall and out the door.

Author's Note

if anyone is confused by the period structure I used in the story it is as follows:

1st period
2nd period
3rd period
4th period/lunch
5th period
6th period
7th period

4th period is divided into 4 lunch periods (A, B, C, and D) with roughly 1/4 of the school being served in each. Sweetie Belle has D Lunch (kind of an unintentional innuendo).

no one really cared...they only came for clop...but I wanted to explain.

Chapter 4: Dicks All a Flutter

The farther I got from school the more the intoxicating high of what I did to Tiara faded. I wasn’t upset that I did it, I’d been planning to stand up to her for years, but I didn’t think it would be by dominating her asshole. Though I did like having a dick, I was beginning to grow weary of the oversexualized side of my mind.

I decided to stop by Treehugger's yoga studio since it was on the way to Scoot’s and ask her a few questions about the potion I’d taken. As I walked, I pulled out my phone and sent Scoots a quick text: “Gonna be there later. Stopping by Treehugger's place first.” The reply was instantaneous: “I’ll be warming myself up, don’t take too long. Can’t wait for it. ;D” Her text was concluded with an eggplant emoji, but I didn’t get why.

When I got to Nature’s Nurture Yoga I was surprised to find a closed sign on the door. I looked at my phone’s clock and found it was only 4:30pm. Normally Treehugger would be setting up for her 5pm class or giving private sessions at this time. I pulled on the handle to see if it was still unlocked since Treehugger lived in the apartment above the studio. If it was locked, I could go around the back to the private apartment access. To my surprise it was open.

“Hello?” I called into the empty studio.

When I got no reply, I figured she was up in the apartment. I made my way to the set of steps next to the studio front desk and ducked under the “Employee’s only” sign blocking the stairs and ascended to the door. Shockingly, it too was unlocked. Was Treehugger expecting someone?

Once in the apartment I saw no sign of the green skinned hippy. I wasn’t worried about her being mad about my intrusion, I’d come unannounced before and she never seemed to mind. The apartment was small, only containing a combined kitchen, living room, dining room space, and a bedroom with a connected bathroom. The only furniture in the main room was a table, two chairs and a collection of bean bag chairs around an area rug. My eyes lingered for a moment on the rug, my brows furrowing at it. Something was off about it. That’s some strange pattern. Rarity would probably faint at how asymmetrical it was with all the off-white splotches. I simply shrugged it off before making my way to the bean bags and sat down.

Maybe she just ran out to do some shopping, I thought as I let out a sigh, I’ll wait for her to return.

*** *** ***

After about 5 minutes of waiting, I figured it would be courteous to send her a text saying I was at her place. That way if she needed any help with her bags she’ll know I’m there. I sent the text and heard the text tone from her phone in the bedroom. So she is home?

My mental question was answered by the sound of the bathroom door opening. Before I had time to say anything Treehugger appeared in the doorway to the bedroom in nothing but an untied bathrobe.

“Fluttershy, you ready to–” she began to ask before realizing I wasn’t Fluttershy.

Of course she was waiting for Fluttershy, that is why the doors were unlocked! I’d always suspected they were dating by how much time they spent together – in fact all my sister’s friends suspected the same thing, but politely kept it to themselves. We all figured Fluttershy was not ready to come out to her friends. Though only hearing the beginning of her question and judging by how she was dressed it all but confirmed their relationship.

Treehugger didn’t act surprised or make an attempt to cover up. I don't even think her expression changed, but if it did I didn't notice, my eyes were drawn to the thing between her thighs: a dick and a set of balls just like mine. Worse yet, the sight was turning me on. My own dick was becoming tight in my heavily soiled, borrowed panties. I was sure she could see it pitching a small tent in the front of my skirt.

“Oh, hi Sweetie Belle.” she said as if the scenario was completely normal, she even idley scratched her balls like it was an itch on her arm, “I see you took my advice, good for you.”

I felt my cheeks begin to heat up as I tried to regain my composure, “I-I was, uh, confused about, um, the potion you recommended.”

“What’s so confusing, it gives you a dick to help as an outlet for stress.” she replied, gesturing to her own member. “Like what you see?”

I froze and immediately looked anywhere else in the room, “N-No, I, um…”

“No need to be embarrassed, you’re just curious.” she countered.

Slowly I brought my gaze back to her, then immediately looked away again and my blush deepened. She had moved from idley scratching her balls to slowly stroking her dick. My quick glance had shown me that it was also beginning to stiffen. What the hell? She is mastubating in front of me?

“No need to be so shy.” She continued, “Let yours breathe.”

“I..” I said nervously, trying to find words, but my mind was being flooded with thoughts of doing the things I had done with my friends at lunch with Treehugger's dick.

“Just let your spirit free.” she finished, suddenly standing right next to me.

I turned to face her and my eyes popped wide. Her dick was at full mast and only inches away from my face. My heart thudded loudly in my chest and my dick twitched in its silk prison. I now understood Scootaloo and Tiara’s hunger. I wanted Treehugger's cock so badly. I stuck my tongue out and gingerly licked the tip of the member she presented me, lapping up the small bead of precum that had formed on the tip. It tasted sweet and I wanted more. I wanted the actual cum. If it was as good as my own, I wouldn’t need dinner. I leaned forward to get the shaft into my mouth, but to my surprise Treehugger backed away.

“Not until you let yours breath.” she scolded, in as much of a hash tone as she could muster.

Craving her cock, I gave into her demands instantly. I hooked my hands under my skirt and panties and pulled them down. My dick flopped free and bounced off my stomach. Treehugger knelt and for a moment I thought I was about to receive a blowjob. Instead she gave it a few light tugs until it had become completely erect in her soft, warm hand.

“I think it is bigger than mine.” she breathed, her own cheeks going red.

The moment was shattered by the sound of the apartment door closing followed by the faintest “Eep.” Fluttershy! I thought in a panic, my eyes turning to the shy woman at the door, Ooh, just how are we going to explain this to her?

While I was mentally hitting myself, Treehugger remained calm. Fluttershy just fidgeted with the sleeves of her long pink coat. The coat seemed oddly out of place, since it wasn’t that cold outside yet.

“Fluttershy, welcome.” she greeted, “I hope you don’t mind, but I had an unexpected visitor and have invited her to join our private yoga session.”

“S-sure. H-hi Sweetie Belle.” Fluttershy stammered, going beet red at the sight of my half naked form and exposed shaft, “Oh, y-you have one too.”

Her shy demeanor melted and was replaced by a sultry smile, though her cheeks remained beet red, “Treehugger , you spoil me.”

At that, Fluttershy removed her coat revealing that she was not wearing anything beneath it, showing off her perfect hourglass figure, just as well as her huge rack. Seeing her bust made me envious of my own small cup size. Had...had she come all the way here in nothing, but a coat? Who was this and what did she do with Fluttershy? The two returned to where I was sitting, dick out and very confused by this situation. Fluttershy was already playing with her boobs and moaning softly to herself.

“Sweetie, I realized I forgot to ask you if you were ok with joining the session.” Treehugger said, noticing my newfound uneasiness, “If you are uncomfortable, you are free to leave.”

“I am?” I asked hesitantly.

Fluttershy muttered a disappointed “Awwww...” at my question.

It is one thing to do things with Applebloom and Scootaloo or even Diamond Tiara since they are the same age as me, but Treehugger and Fluttershy are adults. I thought, trying to calm down my libido.

So are you, my perverted mind reminded me, coaxing myself, You are 18 and legally an adult. There is no harm in participating. They did invite you after all.

“No, I’ll stay.” I stated with finalty. I’m really going to do this. My dick just twitched in anticipation, seemingly agreeing with my actions.

“Good, so where were we?” Treehugger asked rhetorically, “Right. I was about to give you more than just a taste.”

I nodded, my blush returning. I felt a bead of my own precum drip down my dick.

“Lean back, arch your back slightly, don't tense your muscles and let your head rest comfortably along the bean bag.” Treehugger instructed, now adopting the tone she uses while teaching a yoga class. Though I doubted this was a yoga pose.

I followed her instructions without question. It almost startled me with how eager I was to be put in the situation of servicing a cock. A situation I put my friends in on the very same day no less. I felt myself fidgeting in clear anticipation as she moved behind me and positioned her still hard penis above my head.

“Now, take a deep breath in through your nose.” she continued and I followed, “Open your mouth, but breath slowly out of your nose.”

As I breathed out she lowered her dick into my mouth as far as it would go. Unlike Applebloom I didn’t cough as it breached the back of my throat. Clearly Treehugger's instructions had been for my benefit so my body was already cued in to breathe through my nose. Then she slowly began to move her dick up and down. Each time she moved I traced my tongue in circles around her dick in the same way I thought Applebloom had done it.

I was so caught up in what Treehugger was doing I had almost forgotten that Fluttershy was there until I felt her soft lips engulf my own member. Though I couldn’t watch her in my current position, I could feel her soft, deliberate movements. She was as into it as Applebloom had been, but was more precise with her movements and less sloppy with her saliva. That was likely from experience as I figured she did the same to Treehugger when I wasn’t in the mix.

After a moment I also felt her hand begin to gently knead my balls. The tender moments sending pleasant tingles up my spine. It added to the overall feeling of her experienced lip movements on my shaft. I would have dwelled on the fact that Fluttershy didn’t seem to struggle with my size as Applebloom had, were I not lost in the haze provided by Treehugger's addicting musk. Each time she lowered her dick into my drooling mouth her balls gently slapped my face, covering my nostrils allowing me to take in a deep breath of her intoxicating scent.

That was the thing that threw me over the edge. I moaned around Treehugger's dick as I came into Fluttershy’s mouth. The vibrations from my moans sent Treehugger over the edge as well and I felt a rope of her cum flow down my throat. I was upset I didn't get to taste it, but she when thankfully pulled her dick from my mouth while it was still shooting cum. The second rope landed on my tongue. Eager to taste its sweet and salty flavor, I closed my mouth to savor it. It was slightly sweeter than my own. The action caused the third rope to land on my face. The fourth rope landed in my hair and the fifth and sixth ropes missed my face entirely as Treehugger leaned back and began to jerk off amidst her ejaculation.

They landed on my shirt and sweater. It was at this point I realized why Treehugger and Fluttershy had been almost completely nude. If I didn’t wash my shirt after this it would stain. And I certainly wasn’t going to walk around in the buff. Rarity would blow a fuse! Not to mention that I didn’t want to explain to her that I have a dick now...or how I got it...or what I am just doing with it in school… I would be grounded for like ever.

With my face free of Treehugger's dick, though not her cum, I sat up. As the cum on my face dripped to join the other drops on my blouse, I watched as Fluttershy licked my own dick clean. The cum having been too much for her to handle at once and a few drops had dribbled onto my balls and her chin. As I watched I licked my own lips and tasted more of Treehugger's cum.

Delicious.

When we were finished, I took off my shirt and sweater throwing them on the ground next to my skirt and panties. I didn't want them to get any dirtier than it already was.

“So,” Fluttershy said in a husky, but still quiet tone, “Now that the ice is broken, um, which do you prefer, front or back?”

I just looked at my yellow-skinned friend blankly. Was she asking what I think she was asking? Well Scootaloo’s womanhood had been amazing, but I was going to get more of that later. It was fun to do Tiara from behind, but would it be as fun without the whole dominance thing?

“I’m good with whatever. You are the guest, Sweetie.” Treehugger offered startling me out of my thought process.

“I-I guess back then. I just tried it with Diamond Tiara and I really liked it.” I answered, omitting the other parts of the encounter.

“Diamond Tiara, oh...my.” Fluttershy replied meekly, her cheeks blushing again.

“Glad to see you aren’t letting her push you around anymore.” Treehugger said calmly as she got one of the chairs from the table and sat on it.

Fluttershy stood and aimed her already sopping vagina at Treehugger's still erect penis, before sitting on it, facing the back of the chair. Her pussy quickly engulfed it all the way to the balls. The woman only let out a long, high pitched moan as it went in. As she began to rock her hips, I felt like the proverbial third wheel. So I decided to stroke myself until they were finished. The scene was rather hot. I wondered if Scootaloo and I looked like that to Applebloom when we were doing it during lunch. Remembering her feverish masturbation at watching us, I suspected we had.

“You gonna join or what?”Treehugger asked as Fluttershy began to move her hips up and down on her lap.

“While you’re having sex with her?” I asked in bafflement, stopping mid stroke as my mind tried to process this new information.

“I don’t see why not. Our chakras are in sync after the last position. It will help us keep them aligned.” She explained in a way that made no sense to me.

Not feeling like arguing, but also fascinated by the very idea, I stepped closer to the pair and aimed my own cock at Fluttershy’s asshole. She stopped moving her hips for a moment allowing me to enter. The blowjob and lingering precum was providing ample lube as I stretched her sphincter out and slid the tip in. It was almost as tight as Tiara’s.

Since I wasn't being a dominatrix at the moment, I figured I’d go in slowly. Especially with how weak and fragile Fluttershy usually acted. Treehugger had other plans though. She stood up. The sudden shift of weight pushing my dick all the way into her ass in a single motion. The moan Fluttershy let out was so high pitched it could shatter glass. I almost lost my balance as well and quickly reached around Fluttershy to stable myself. I found my hand resting on her boob, causing me to blush slightly as I couldn’t help but give it a curious squeeze. It was incredibly soft.

Treehugger meanwhile wasted no time in getting back into the swing of things as she grabbed Fluttershy around the waist and began to move her up and down. The motion also moving my dick in and out of her ass. Soon I abandoned my grip on her breasts and began to help. We moved her up and down faster and faster. As we did her moans came more and more frequently. Despite their high pitch, I found them very cute.

It was a stark contrast to her gripping pucker. It was extremely lewd and slutty in comparison to her usual mannerisms. I mean, her ass was gripping me tightly, almost seeming to be begging for each hard thrust into her! And I had began to rail her harder, just as Treehugger did. It was hard to hold back, but then again, Treehugger was the one who set the pace and she wasn’t shy as her own dick plunged into Fluttershy’s dripping folds in quick succession. Said girl had her legs wrapped around Treehugger's waist in clear need, a wet squishing sound accompanying the raunchy carnal act.

Before long she tossed her head back, her hair flopping into my face. She let out a soundless shout, either that or it was so high pitched it was beyond human hearing, and her eyes rolled back as she sprayed Treehugger and I with her girlcum. Fluttershy in her post orgasmic daze, leaned forward and kissed Treehugger just as Treehugger came. I could hear her moaning into the kiss as I was again pushed over the edge and emptied my load into her ass.

After that Treehugger sat back in the chair. The action pulling my softening dick from Fluttershy’s ass. My cum dribbled out and mixed with Treehugger's as it dripped down her thighs.

Fluttershy, having regained her faculties got off Treehugger's dick. She grabbed me by the hand and lead me back to the bean bag. I didn’t put up any resistance as I was still panting softly, enjoying my afterglow. She sat in it this time and spread her legs.

“T-Treehugger doesn’t like cleaning u-up,” she stuttered, her shyness returning, “W-would you m-mind?”

I was taken aback by the question, but the thought of eating another dicks cum from her vagina instantly renewed my hard on. I nodded and knelt in front of her. I leaned in and began to greedily lap up the cream filled treat. I tasted the sweet flavor of Treehugger's cum combined with Fluttershy’s own unique flavor. I hungrily dug through her folds. Her soft moans telling me that whatever I was doing was working.

Then I felt a pressure on my asshole. I stopped eating out Fluttershy and looked back at Treehugger who was massaging my sphincter open with her long prick.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to harsh the vibe. I just wanted to join in the fun.” She pouted.

“I-It’s fine, just be gentle. I’ve, um, never done that before.” I whispered, almost a quiet as Fluttershy as my cheeks radiated with heat.

“I’d hate to gain any bad karma, I’ll be careful.” She replied, returning to the massage as I began to eat Fluttershy out again, my tongue slowly sinking into the woman's soft pliable flesh.

After a few minutes I felt Treehugger slowly push her dick into my rear. It hurt a bit, but not in a bad way. She pushed in a few inches then waited, then a few more and waited, and finally went all the way in with one mighty push that made me squeak at a pitch that mirrored Fluttershy’s from a moment ago. I stopped licking for a moment as I felt a fullness I had never felt before. It was hard to explain really, but feeling a hot throbbing cock pulsing inside of my ass had its own allure in a way that might have distracted me just a tad from the task right before me. Treehugger then pulled out and pushed back in, without stopping this time, making me squeak yet again. A sound that made me blush once again as Treehugger continued her own ministrations on my pucker. I fell forward and moaned into Fluttershy’s pussy before redoubling my efforts on her. I was going to pass on the pleasure I was receiving.

Treehugger started off slow, but gradually got faster. With each thrust I was pushed into Fluttershy’s vagina and I took the opportunity to dig my tongue deeper into her honeypot. I was practically scraping against her insides with it and lapping up each drop of sweet nectar she offered. At some point Treehugger also grabbed my erect dick and began to stroke it in time with her thrusts into my ass. Her hand felt incredible and couldn’t compare to my own sloppy movements in the slightest. The stimulation proved to be too much for me as I found Fluttershy’s clit and began to suck on it as I had the most intense orgasm I’d ever received since getting a dick this morning. I came rope after rope onto the rug beneath me as Treehugger unloaded her own orgasm into my ass. The hot seed was practically splattering inside of me, only heightening my own high as the pleasure continued to crash down on my fragile mind. To make the finish complete, Fluttershy came as well her juices mixing with the dry cum on my face and making a wet sticky mess on it.

When we were done I looked down at the floor and my heart sank. I had squirted an obscene amount of cum right where I had left my clothes. Looks like I wouldn’t be leaving until everything has been washed, both myself and my clothes.

Author's Note

I mean who did you expect to have a dick? Tree Hugger told her to go to Zecroa's Hut. :derpytongue2:

Chapter 5: Scootaloo's Gilded Dash

After showering for the third time in one day, I was saddened to find out that Treehugger had to begin her 5pm class. I could have waited for the class to end, but I’d already kept Scootaloo waiting long enough. I’d just have to make a trip to Zecora’s Hut to get the answers I wanted. Before going I felt my stomach growl. I recalled thinking Treehugger’s cum would be filling enough for dinner, but I guess I hadn’t gotten as much of it as I thought.

“Hey, Fluttershy, do you have anything to eat?” I asked my yellow friend, whom even though she had showered herself had not put any clothes back on.

I tried to avoid looking at her breast to not get another hard on. She had been kind enough to let me borrow an unstained pair of panties and I didn’t want to stain them with my precum just yet.

“Um, I think there is some pineapple in the fridge.” she replied barely above a whisper, “Treehugger says it helps make your cum taste sweeter.”

At that I was blushing again and I felt the cotton panties tighten. I need to think of something not sexual...though making my cum taste sweeter would be a nice surprise for Scootaloo.

“S-sure, I’ll take some of that.” I replied, desperately trying to think of something not sexy...I settled on reciting the quadratic formula. x=-b+/-√(b^2-4ac)/(2a). Huh, that helped!

As Fluttershy got the fruit I looked at the area rug with the odd pattern. Though cleaned up, I knew there would be a new stain on the rug where I came. When she returned to the table with two bowls of pineapple I turned to face her.

“Sorry about staining your rug.” I apologize for something I’d done in the thralls of passion.

“Oh, it's no big deal.” Fluttershy laughed, “I got her that rug at a flea market. That isn’t the first cum stain we’ve made on it. Treehugger got her dick a year ago.”

The realization hit me like a dominatix slamming my head into a locker while fucking me: The odd pattern is all cum stains!

“Then I’m glad to add to the collection.” I chuckled, my blush deepening.

I sat down at the table, in the same chair Treehugger had used during sex not long ago, and began to eat the perfectly ripe pineapple. A question came to mind and I raised my eyebrow at the shy, naked woman.

“Why did Treehugger take the potion? She doesn't really seem like the stressed type.” I inquired with very little tact.

Fluttershy nearly choked on her mouthful, “Oh, um, hmm.” she managed though coughs before finally swallowing, “She got it for me, but I was too afraid to take it. So she did. Worked out for the best I think.”

I nodded and pulled out my phone. It was 5:15pm. Not wanting to keep Scoots waiting any longer I shoved the remainder of the pineapple in my mouth, mumbled a goodbye around the mouthful and left. Fluttershy waved as I left and I could have sworn she had her other hand massaging her vagina. As I left the Yoga studio I waved to Treehugger who returned the wave with a pleasant smile. I made a mental note to return sometime in the future. Maybe with Applebloom and Scootaloo...or even Tiara.

*** *** ***

It was getting dark as I made it up the driveway to Scootaloo’s house. I slipped out my phone and sent her a text letting her know I was there. I also sent a message to my sister telling her I would not be home for dinner. I knocked on her door and was greeted by her step-brother, Bulk Biceps. I felt a tingle in my dick as I admired his muscular physique, But I had to mentally scold myself. I’m here to have sex with Scoots not her brother.

Why not both? My mind countered. Could be fun.

Not today. I lamely thought back. ...And was I really talking to myself?

“Oh, your Scoot’s friend, right?” He asked, “She’s up in her room.”

At that he put back on his noise cancelling headphones and sat back on the couch, resuming the videogame he was playing. I entered and quickly moved upstairs before a stray thought about Scoot’s brother caused me to pop a boner. As I ascended the stairs I began to hear very unrestrained moans and realized that is why her brother was playing videogames with headphones. I don’t think I would have been as brazen with my masturbation if I were home with my sister.

Has she been masturbating since she got my text at 4:30? I wondered as I reached the top of the stairs, Well best not keep her waiting then. I removed my skirt, sweatshirt, and blouse as I neared her room. That way we could get right into things when I entered. I kept on my bra and the panties borrowed from Fluttershy because I wasn't as comfortable being naked as she and Treehugger were. I looked down at the panties. They were pink and adorned with a cute, little white rabbit. They fit more snug that the ones I’d borrowed from my sister. Anyone in direct sight of them could see a clear outline of my dick. I only hoped Bulk stayed downstairs.

Ok, maybe I wanted him to come up and pound my ass...or I pound his, but I lied to myself and hoped he stayed playing video games. The thought of him doing something caused my member to begin to harden.

When I got closer I heard Scootaloo climax and that only turned me on more. Then I heard other voices. Wait, Scootaloo invited others?

“Come on Dash, this is getting boring.” a low, but still feminine voice said to another in the room, “I’ve had enough of you and your little squeaky toy to last a lifetime.”

“But Gilda,” The second voice – whom I recognized as Rainbow Dash – complained, “I’m nowhere near our record. She’s only at 17 orgasms. I’ve gotten her to 22 once.”

“Well, I was promised premo man meat. I’m not into this carpet munching.” Gilda spat back.

I froze. Part of me was pissed that Scootaloo had told Rainbow and her friend about me, it was supposed to be a secret. My choice to tell people. But, another part was excited at the prospect of not only having sex with my best friend again, but also Rainbow Dash and a complete stranger.

“Is that so?” Dash teased, “You sang a different tune on new years. A very lovely tune too.”

“Th-that was different. I was drunk.” Gilda stammered in protest.

“Oh were you drunk last week with the girl’s soccer team too?” Dash asked.

“Ok I munch the odd carpet here and there, happy?” Gilda relented, “But I need a dick to fulfill other needs. The guys at school are just misogynistic pricks. I just have more fun with the girls.” There was a pause as Gilda seemed to ponder something, “Well, except Fleetfoot. Her braces kind of weird me out. Keeps getting pubes stuck in them. She had yours in there for a whole day and no one told her. Everytime she talked, rainbow curly cues just bouncing about.”

“Yeah, that was hilarious.” Dash beamed, “Just stay a little longer though.”

“S-She should b-be here a-a-any moment.” Scootaloo said horsley.

“Fuck, she?” Gilda yelled angrily, “Hell no, I’m leaving. Maybe this dweebs brother will be up for a ride.”

Gilda exited the room and plowed right into me. Her athletic physique instantly knocked me over. As I hit the floor my panties were pulled down slightly and my half hard dick flopped out for all the world to see. I looked up her. Her skin was a dark tan. Her hair white hair was cut short and the tips were frosted in light purple. She had a piercing in her left nostril, top lip, and right eyebrow. Her bust was only a little bigger than mine. Like me, she was in her underwear, but also sported a brown sports jacket embroidered with ‘GU’. I figured she, like Rainbow, went to Griffonstone University.

“Watch where you're going dwee–” She began, but stopped when her eyes saw my prick. The attention caused to it to become even more erect. She smirked and turned back to the room. “Alright Dash, you win. I’ll stay, as long as I can go first.”

In a very chivalrous movement Gilda picked me up and carried me into Scootaloo’s bedroom bridal style. As she did, her hand began to stroke my cock. All I could do was blush in shock. Her hands were from the texture rougher than Fluttershy’s, Treehugger’s, or Applebloom’s, but despite her brash demeanor, she was stroking it gently.

“Whoa, you weren’t kidding.” Dash gawked as we entered, “Sweetie Belle really does have a penis. Sure, Gilds, you can go first. You sat through 17 of Squirt’s orgasms, and 4 of mine, it's only fair.”

I was acutely aware of Dash’s long standing pet name for Scootaloo, but it took on a whole new meaning when you applied it to having sex with her. Scootaloo was a massive squirter. The entire room was thick with the scent of her gilrcum. Her comforter, even with the towels on it, would likely need to be washed when all was said and done.

The scent in the room brought my dick to full mast. It was so stiff it hurt. I felt bad that I had made Scootaloo wait long enough to have 17 orgasms. I may not have known much about masturbation prior to today, but 17 seemed like a lot. And didn’t Dash say her record was 22?

“But only if it is ok with her.” Dash finished as she and Scoots vacated the bed so Gilda could set me down. It was cold and damp, but I didn’t mind, “Sweetie did come all this way for Scoots after all.”

The three horny females looked at me expectantly. Gilda was practically drooling at the sight of my penis, licking her lips hungrily. Her hand was down her own panties readying herself for my answer.

Rainbow was already nude, since she was playing with Scootaloo. Her pussy was glistening from one of her own orgasms. The perfectly groomed triangle of rainbow pubes matted messily with her juices and saliva. Her left hand and forearm were covered in Scootaloo’s juices. Dash also had an odd cone shaped thing in her asshole.

Scootaloo looked like she’d been doused in water. She too was naked. Her hair was messier than usual and her face was covered in sweat. She still had a deep red blush on her face and looked like she was not quite over her 17th orgasm. In fact, she was barely able to stand. She only was able to by leaning on Rainbow. Scoots womanhood was puffy and shiny from Dash’s fun time. Girlcum was coating her thighs and dripping down her legs as she waited like the others for my answer.

With all the attention on me and my exposed genitals it was making me very nervous. I now knew how fluttershy felt outside of her actions during sex. Though as nervous as I was, I was also incredibly horny. Partially due to the brief handjob Gilda gave me as we entered, but also due to the lewd thoughts about what to do with the three females pervading my mind.

“Gilda can go first.” I stated, “But after that it’s Scootaloo’s turn.”

“Awesome!” Dash cheered, “I bet Scoots can make me cum before you do, Gilda.”

“You’re on.” Gilda agreed, swiftly tossing her jacket to the floor and pulling off her panties.

As she did I pulled mine off the rest of the way, though they were already damp from Scoot’s soaked blanket, I wanted them to stay more or less clean. Rainbow sat in a chair by the door I assumed Gilda had one occupied and spread her legs. Scootaloo knelt and began to eat out Dash. My view of the two was then blocked as Gilda also knelt and began to run her lips and tongue along the length of my shaft. I felt a jolt of pleasure as I realized she had one more piecing on her tongue. As the ball shaped stud moved along the shaft more jolts of pleasure radiated up and down my spine. I began to appreciate how body piercings can enhance sexual stimulation. Especially with how my first experience was going.

M-Maybe Scoot’s would look a-and feel great with one too?

Once my dick was covered in saliva, Gilda removed her mouth and let out a husky breath, “And no faking it. Only a real climax counts.”

“You forget I know what you sound like when you cum.” Dash taunted between moans.

“Hope you don’t mind, I’m a little rough.” Gilda informed me as she got herself into position, her moist snatch lining up and hovering over my excitedly twitching prick. She was prepared to impale her spot with my member, and I couldn’t help but nod sheepishly not fully knowing what she was implying, “Safe word is: Marmaduke.”

Safe word? Why would I need a safe wo–

Gilda dropped down onto my dick with enough force to instantly hilt on my balls. I felt myself fill her up to the point where the tip impacted her cervix. She began to gyrate up and down, desperately trying to make up for lost time in this race to climax, making me practically gape at this intense feral sensations that were coursing through me. Rainbow was already moaning loud enough that even Bulk’s headphone wouldn’t block it out. Gilda reached down and lightly grabbed my throat in a choke hold. I was about to say the safe word when the slight lack of oxygen began to heighten the pleasure building in my balls.

“YES! YES! YES! FUCK ME DWEEB! FUCK ME TILL I POP!” Gilda hollered, moving faster and faster. She released my neck and pulled me close and whispering, “Make me squawk with your cock!” before nibbling on my ear.

I couldn’t help but squeak as her pelvis crushed down on me time and time again. Her wet cunt was consuming my dick, preying on it like only a true predator could. She wasn’t slow now. She wasn’t gentle. She was a feral beast and I was her prey, forced to do whatever she pleased. Her pussy was clenching on my cock like a vice, causing my precum to spurt and my arousal to rise. The loud wet smacks clearly echoed throughout the room as I felt the stinging from my ear where she was biting so dominantly.

From my new vantage point I could see Dash using one hand to push Scootaloo’s head into her crotch while her other hand was playing with her nipple. From the look on her face I could tell she was close to popping as well.

Dash’s eyes popped wide and she screamed “Here it comes! AAAAAAAWEEEEEEAAAAAAAH!”

At the same time Gilda tilted her head back and shouted “SCRAAAAAAAAAAAW!”

S-She wasn’t kidding, her orgams noise s-sounds like a squawk!

Her womanhood clamped on my cock. She ceased her movements, but she didn’t need them anymore as her girlcum mixed with Scootaloo’s on the comforter and the walls of her hungry snatch pushed me over the edge as I filled her needy womb with my hot seed. I simply grunted as I expelled rope after rope into this girl I barely knew. It was almost as intense as my climax with Treehugger in my ass. Cum leaked out and mixed with the other existing juices as Dash, Gilda and I rode our simultaneous orgasms.

“Thanks dweeb, it has been months since I’d had a proper cock inside me.” Gilda said as she came down from her orgasm. I simply panted heavily, still trapped in my afterglow and not able to answer her. Something that made her chuckle.

“So,” Dash breathed, still lost in her own orgasm, “Who won?”

“I-I think it was a tie.” I shared as Gilda removed herself from my cock, letting my cum spill out, and all over my dick, balls and Scootaloo’s bed, defiling it even more.

“A tie!” Dash whined, “Rematch then?”

Gilda didn’t respond right away. She stuck her fingers into her cream pie and scooped out some of the cream. She licked it clean with a satisfied smile.

“I’m down.” Gilda agreed.

“F-First, it is my turn.” Scootaloo piped up, “I’ve had 18 orgasms since 4:30. As much as I enjoy fingers, mouths and dildos...I need the real thing too sometimes!”

18? Didn’t Dash say she was on her 17th?, I thought before looking at the carpet beneath the chair and noticed the fresh puddle of Scoots juices, Oh…

“In that case, Dash, can you help clean this mess?” Gilda asked.

“You sure you want me munching your carpet?” Dash snidely replied, smirking, “I thought you weren't into that kind of thing.”

“You're not munching my carpet, I’m clean shaven down there.” Gilda retorted.

I snuck a glance at Gilda’s vagina and realized I hadn’t noticed the lack of hair. I figured I was still surprised from being knocked over then carried into the room at the time.

“In that case Fleetfoot’s braces shouldn’t be a problem.” Dash commented.

“The problem I have with them is I know whose snatch she was in last. Really takes me out of the moment.” Gilda explained before narrowing her eyes at the prismatic haired woman, “Now will you eat my cream pie already?!”

Gilda sat in the chair as Scootaloo helped me off the bed. Like at lunch she set herself against the wall. She bent her back to again reveal her puffy pink pussy. It still dripped with her arousal. I ran my fingers along her folds and she let out a breathy moan. I brought my fingers to my lips and licked them clean. Scootaloo’s juices were sweet like Fluttershy’s, but distinctly different. I couldn't quite put my finger on what made it different, but it was.

“Please, Mistress Sweetie Belle, stop teasing me.” Scootaloo begged and I had a brief flashback to my time with Diamond Tiara. Did Scootaloo like that kind of stuff too? Should I treat her the same way I did with Tiara?

“D-do you want me to dominate you?” I asked nervously, not sure if that was the right term, “Like degrade you while having sex. Hurt you for increased pleasure?”

Scootaloo turned around and stared at me wide eyed, “Y-you like that stuff too?”

I shrugged, “Honestly I’m not sure. Tiara cornered me in the locker room. She knew about my dick from hearing us at lunch. I turned the tables around and enjoyed a very dominating fuck wit her.” I paused, letting my words sink in before going on, “Based on her reactions, I think she liked it too.”

Scootaloo’s eyes widened as she looked at me with clear shock at this revelation.

“Wow, Tiara…what about her lackey?” she asked, her need to know what happened overwriting her need for my dick at the moment.

“She watched.” I stated, “Might join in next time.”

“Oh…” Scoots murmured before going darker shade of crimson, “D-Dash, did you bring the cuffs?”

Dash looked up from her cleaning, which despite her comments on girl-on-girl fun was very much enjoyed by Gilda. The punk woman shooting me a harsh glare as her building orgasm likely faded.

Rainbow swallowed a glob of my cum dug from Gilda’s folds before getting up and going to her bag and taking out two pairs of frilly pink handcuffs. She handed them to Scootaloo before returning to eating out Gilda. Gilda letting out a loud moan of approval as Dash made up for the brief lack of stimulation.

I looked at Scoots as she unlocked and opened the first set of handcuffs. Limping slightly from the exertion of her previous 18 orgasms she attached it to one side of the headboard. She stripped the soaked comforter off the bed revealing the unsoiled sheets.

I gawked at the handcuffs. I wasn’t sure I wanted to restrain Scootaloo. Diamond Tiara maybe, but not one of my best friends.

“I, um, don't feel comfortable restraining you.” I admitted, looking at the floor.

“Then c-can I lock you in?” She asked nervously, her blush somehow getting even redder.

I met her gaze. I may not feel comfortable cuffing Scootaloo, but she wants to cuff me?, I thought, I trust Scootaloo.

I answered her question with a nod, my blush spreading to cover my whole face, and once again climbed onto the bed. I leaned back on the pillow and gave my right wrist to my friend.

She beamed at that, “Thank you, mistress! I promise to serve you as best as I can and really make this worth your while!” she couldn’t help but say as she instantly got to work closing the cuff and limped to the other side of the bed to secure the second set of cuffs on my left wrist.

“My little Squirt is growing up so fast.” Dash beamed proudly, once again stopping her own pleasure activity.

“Yeah, yeah, it's sweet and all,” Gilda panted, “but can you please let me climax!”

With my arms secured to the headboard I was put in a very compromising position. The lewd thoughts about what was going to occur brought my softening dick back to full attention. Scootaloo hopped up on the end of the bed and blocked my view of Gilda and Rainbow Dash. From what I could tell after both interruptions Dash had continued getting Gilda close with her skilled tongue before stopping, which was getting on Gilda’s nerves. The cyan woman laughed at her sexual torture while simultaneously fingering herself. Part of me wondered if that made sex more enjoyable and if something similar could be done to a dick, but the other part forced me to focus on the here and now.

“The s-safe word is, um: chicken.” Scoots said as she, like Gilda, impaled herself with my dick.

I felt my hard on slip into her moist folds. The walls of her vagina were radiating with heat and dripping with need. She let out a squeaky moan as my dick slammed into her cervix. I now understood why Gilda had called Scoots a squeaky toy. Showing off her own athletic prowess she began to move her hips up and down with more speed than Gilda had used. Each thrust was accompanied by a wet sloshing sound as her juices flowed like a river onto my balls. Before long her sheets were almost as soiled as her blanket. I moaned and thrashed my arms against my restraints. I tried to help by thrusting my hips up to meet hers, but her more powerful thrusts pinned me down. Not slowing for a second Scootaloo leaned forward and unclasped my bra. She tossed it to the floor before she began to suckle my erect nipple. My moans reached the pitch Fluttershy’s had been when her pussy clamped down on my dick as she went into her 19th orgasm.

She released my itty bitty titty letting out a loud moan as a new bout of girlcum poured down upon me. The look of pure bliss on my friend’s face tossed me over the edge. Rope after rope coated her hot insides finally quilling their thirst. As I let out my own moan of orgasm, I was silenced by a very passionate kiss. She forced her tongue into my mouth and our tongues wrestled as we rode out our orgasms. I tasted Rainbow Dash on her lips, but I didn’t care. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the kiss for what it was. Then Scootaloo was hit with her 20th orgasm. She moaned into our kiss as once again I was soaked in her girlcum. Her lovely, multiorgasmic pussy milking my cock to the point where I too came again. Adding more ropes of my seed into her. The torrent of cum spilled out and dribbled on the bed.

From where I couldn't see them Dash finally stopped her torture and let Gilda climax. The squawking sound of her orgasm made scoots enter orgasm 21, breaking our kiss to let out another moan of passion. I’m not sure her body can take anymore orgasms. Unfortunately for the moment I was all out of cum so I couldn’t join her, I just sat in a daze as her pussy tried in vain to milk more cum out of me.

Finally Scootaloo came down from her three consecutive orgasms and rolled off my dick which was already beginning to soften again. Her tired hands fiddled with the locks on the cuffs, but she was too out of it to get them undone. Dash came over and unlocked them for her and I hugged my friend as she basked in her afterglow.

“Whoa, looks like you two really made a mess.” Dash commented as she examined Scoot’s lap, “Gilda, you want to clean this one?”

“I could go for a cream pie.” she replied, coming down from her own orgasm.

“Be careful, Scoots has a shag carpet.” RD joked, calling back to Gilda’s earlier comments.

“Just be sure to tell me if any purple pubes get stuck in my teeth.” She answered, “or else.”

“I cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.” Dash pinkie pie promised, making the ridiculous movements that accompanied each part of the phrase.

At that Gilda began to clean Scootaloo’s honeypot. Dash then sauntered over to my side of the bed. She leaned up against the wall showing off her toned butt as Scootaloo had done at lunch. Instead of revealing her pussy, so reached back and removed the plug from her butt with a sigh of relief mixed with a moan of pleasure.

“My turn.” She purred at me, “Sorry, but the front door is a girl’s only club, no dicks, but my rear is all yours if you’re up for another round.”

The thought of being able to do anal with another of my sister’s friends renewed my erection. I stood and gave the whole bed to Scootaloo and Gilda. I lined up my dick with her whole, the plug having loosened the sphincter enough to not require a massage and my dick well lubed by Gilda, Scootaloo and my own cum. Based on my experience with Gilda and Scoots I figured Rainbow wouldn’t mind a little roughness and slammed my dick into her ass in one move.

“Fuck!” Dash exclaimed, “I guess you're catching on to how we like it.”

At that I began to thrust in and out of her ass. It was not the tightest ass I’d plowed, that award still goes to Tiara, but Dash more than made up for it by clenching her ass muscles together to milk my dick as I thrust into her. Wanting to provide a more fulfilling experience I reached one hand around her waist and began to finger her. I found her clit and began to massage it between my thumb and pointer finger. The shocked moan told me she didn’t expect it, but enjoyed it nonetheless. I reached up and grabbed her boob with my other hand. I found that Dash had even smaller breasts than my own. Regardless I began to manipulate her nipple in the same way I messaged her clit. I increased the speed of my thrust until Dash cried out in pleasure showering my hand in cum. Her orgasm making her clench more than before. I was pushed over the edge once more and filled her ass the point of overflowing in no time. Dash slumped against the wall worn out from her total of 6 orgasms. Clearly Scoots is a cut above the rest.

As I removed my penis from Dash’s asshole I hear Scoots begin to moan louder, “Yes, keep your tongue ring there. Yes, yes, Ya-EEEEEEEEEEEAH!”

I turned just in time to see her 22nd orgasm gush girlcum into Gilda’s waiting face. Unlike Dash or I Gilda clamped her mouth on Scoots cumming slit and drank all her cum. Not a drop of new cum mixed with the cum on the sheets. When she was finished she let out a burp that reminded me of Applebloom’s blowjob.

Suddenly there came a knock at the door, “Dinner!” Bulk called, “I ordered pizza. Please get dressed before you come down. I’m fine with your sexy girl time as long as it stays in your room.”

“Be right down.” we all called in unison, but with varying levels of exhaustion.

Once he was gone Gilda smirked, “He really needs to get laid. I’d be down if he was.”

Scoots burst out laughing and nearly lost her balance, “Bulk is into guys.”

“I mean, I thought Gilda was a guy when I first met her, so..” Dash added as she pulled on a pair of fresh panties from her bag.

“Fuck you, Dash.” Gilda said angrily as she searched for her shirt.

“Funny,” Dash retorted, “Didn’t you just do that?”

At that we all burst out laughing.

*** *** ***

We all dressed and went downstairs for dinner. Everyone, but myself had thought ahead and brought a second pair of clean panties so I left the ones I’d borrowed from Fluttershy on the chair in Scoot’s room to dry. As long as I didn’t pop a boner at dinner, I’d be fine. It didn’t help that despite our reclothed bodies we still reeked heavily of sex. I had to resort to breathing through my mouth unless I was chewing in order to keep my dick limp.

I sat next to Scootaloo. RD sat next to Gilda. Bulk sat at the head of the table. For the most part dinner was silent, but at one point Gilda let out a short gasp and then Dash giggled. Curious I peaked under the table and saw Dash was fingering Gilda in secret. As I watched, Gilda reached her hand down and began to finger Dash in return. The two competitive women were determined to make the other crack first.

The show made my dick grow hard again and I quickly focused back on eating. I caught Scootaloo’s glance and decided to wink. I didn’t think she was as kinky as the college students until she stealthily reached under my skirt and began to stroke my dick. I nearly choked on my bite when she did and had to conceal my blush with my napkin. For better or worse I was in this game of secret masturbation. Well, if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em! I reached my hand into Scootaloo’s athletic shorts and fingered her as well. Time to see if I can give her number 23.

It was a good thing we all already smelled like sex or it would have been obvious in the first minute what we were up to. By the second minute Gilda had to hide a moan by taking a sip of water and Dash nearly choked on a bite when I asume Gilda increased speed in retaliation. Scootaloo was the first to visibly squirm. She had the worst disadvantage as her body had not recovered completely from the past 22 orgasms which made her very sensitive for my approaches. She bit her lip to keep from making the noises she desperately wanted to make. I added a finger and redoubled my efforts. Scoots began to beat my cock faster trying to make me cum first. If Bulk Biceps heard the quiet fapping sound he chose to ignore it.

I smirked as I finished my last bite of pizza. I stuck a finger in Scootaloo’s virgin asshole. That threw her over the edge. Unable to conceal her violent orgasm, her 23rd since 4:30pm, she slumped in her chair and moaned loudly. There was no mistaking the sound of her girlcum splattering on the dinning room floor. Gilda was next her telltale squawk barely concealed in her napkin. Last was Dash who made no efforts to hide her orgasm. I had won.

“You couldn’t have waited until after dinner!” Bulk shouted as he grabbed his food, visibly irked, and left the room.

With the civilian gone I brazingly stood up and pulled down my skirt. Dash and Gilda’s cum soaked hand soon joined Scoots on my dick. The feeling of three hands on my massive dick was like no other feeling I had felt in the past 24 hours. When I finally went over the edge, I grabbed an empty drinking glass and came into it. My seed splattered naughtily against the bottom with all eyes on it. I could practically feel the lust and thirst for my very special brand of male juice as the glass filled up. It gave me some kind of perverted high that only seemed to lessen as my own climax slowly tapered out. Not a moment too soon as the lewd, slimy contents of the glass almost spilled over. Seeing where this was going, the other three emptied their glasses and I divided my load among them. Scoots, Dash and I clinked glasses and drank while Gilda grabbed another slice and poured the cum onto it as a salty and sweet new topping. It was the oddest conclusion to the afternoon of ecstasy I was enjoying.

Author's Note

Wow 23 orgasms insect a short time....I feel jealous of Scoots. :scootangel:

Also this technically continues the canon form my other fic Go Kart Racing...., but reading that is not necessary for this fic. I officially plan to connect the canon through dialogue in the next chapter.

Chapter 6: An Uncouth Midnight Snack

After the game of secret masturbation it was getting late and I had to head home. Since Rainbow Dash and Gilda were heading out as well they offered to drive me home. My borrowed panties were still wet so I told Scootaloo to wash them and give them to me the next day at school. She invited the three of us over tomorrow since her and her brother were throwing a party. I texted Applebloom and Treehugger inviting them to the get-together the next evening and left for home.

“So, Rainbow, when did you and Scootaloo start being...you know intimate?” I asked as we turned out of the driveway and towards my house.

“I think it was last summer. She had an incident at Flim & Flam’s Fun Center.” She explained, batting Gilda’s wandering hand away from her lap, “She accidentally masturbated in a go kart. Let’s just say I talked with her about it in the restroom after and things happened from there.”

“Oh…” I said flatly, I knew parts of the event, but wanted to confirm that was when things happened.

It was also the same reason why Rarity refuses to go back to F&F’s Fun Center. Though she thought she sat in pee, I learned it was Scootaloo’s cum. Like I said, Scoots, AB, and I share just about everything with each other, though such lewd occurrences were the exception...until now.

Not much else was said aside from Dash yelling at Gilda for trying to finger her while driving. For someone who was so against carpet munching, she had no qualms about fingering in public. My perverted mind wanted to have a sexual experience while driving, even though I knew it was dangerous. Though I was able to nix the idea based on the fact that despite being 18, I only had my learner’s permit and Rarity was never free to teach me to drive. Then again...it probably would be enough if just Gilda sat next to me. Fun isn’t exclusive to the driver’s seat after all.

Finally we arrived at Carousel Boutique. I waved goodbye to Rainbow and Gilda and headed inside. All the light’s were out in the rooms o the second floor, so I figured Rarity was already asleep. Using the key under the doormat I unlocked the door and let myself in. I felt tiredness wash over me and I headed up stairs to my room, stripped naked and fell asleep.

*** *** ***

I awoke a few hours later when my pillow fell off my bed. I yawned and looked at the time. My phone said it was 11:59pm. After getting my pillow I tried to fall back asleep, but like when I’d first woken up with my dick, it was rock hard and I couldn’t find a comfortable position to fall back asleep without masturbating.

You’d think with all the loads this thing released today it would be tired too?, I thought to myself as I got out of bed.

I thought about covering up, but Rarity was asleep and I was only going to the bathroom across the hall. So trying to be a confident while naked as Treehugger had been, I entered the hallway. As I walked my hard on bounced merrily between my legs. I was then struck with a very lewd thought based on the last event from Scootaloo’s house earlier this evening. What if I masturbated down in the kitchen and then drank my cum again like a midnight snack?

My dick twitched as if agreeing with the raunchy thought. I made my way to the stairs and made sure that my sister was asleep. Based on her unlady-like snoring I figured she would be out for a while and I could masturbate in peace. The last thing I needed was for her to see me like that. Not only would I have to explain what I was doing, but why I wasn’t someplace more private, and worst of all, why I had a dick to begin with. The drama that would follow was something I didn’t need this late.

When I reached the kitchen I pulled out a tall drinking glass and got to work wanking my penis. Compared to the feeling of another stroking my dick, self stimulation just wasn't the same. It was like trying to tickle yourself, except a bit more possible. It just took far longer than when I was in the shower this morning to get into it, but before long precum was forming at the tip and I used it as lube to stoke more smoothly. I was so into it I didn't realize how much noise I was making until I heard a groggy voice from behind me.

“Sweetie? What are you doing this late at night?” Rarity asked tiredly. Luckily her angle was not quite right to see my dick, but my naked ass was there for all to see, “Are...are you naked?”

“RARITY!” I squealed in shock, losing my balance and tumbling to the floor, “Wha-what are you doing up?”

She didn’t answer and so I chanced a look at her, her normally alabaster face was beet red and radiating heat. She was also staring right at my stiff shaft. I’m doomed!

“Oh my,” she whispered in a perfect impression of Fluttershy, “Thats a nice...dildo? Are you masturbating in the kitchen?!”

I cringed visibly at her loud and appalled exclamation. I started to sweat nervously, thinking of any way to save this situation from deteriorating any further.

“Um, no, well, yes, sorry, and it's not a dildo.” I stammered out, not able to hide the truth as I was going red myself. The cat is out of the bag now, “Its...its um, a dick. A real dick. I, uh, have a dick now.”

“Really?” she asked, still transfixed on my member, “Well...um…”

She stepped closer and I froze. Then she did something I never thought my sister would do: she leaned over and touched it. In response it twitched releasing a glob of precum.

“Oohhhh…” she breathed, “I, um, must admit that it is a rather marvelous piece of equipment.”

A thought swam its way into my mind and I felt my blush grow darker. What if I had sex with my sister? I shook my head and countered the thought, No, that is wrong. So. Very. Wrong.

The venomous perverted part of my mind sang a siren thought, But you want to do it and so does she. Just ask her. There is no harm in that. The most she can do is deny you~

“D-do you want to, um touch it m-more?” I stammered, flinching at the incoming response instinctively.

“W-would you want to?” she asked, her question leaving me stunned.

All I could do was nod my head slowly. There was a pregnant pause as I waited for her next move. It felt like hours, but it was only a few minutes before anyone said anything else.

“Then lets.” Rarity purred, winking at me.

Finally I was relieved of my paralysis and got up. She grabbed me by the hand and pulled me close. Before I could react she planted a passionate kiss on my lips and I melted in her arms. It wasn’t like Scootaloo’s sloppy, post orgasm kiss. This was a refined, elegant kiss that only a high class fashionista like Rarity could give. She gently slid her tongue into my mouth and traced it expertly around the roof. Our tongues danced a majestic ballet. She kindly let my tongue then pass into her mouth and I tasted the cinnamon of her toothpaste. I wasn't as skilled as she was, but tried to mimic what she had done. As quickly as it began it ended and we parted lips. A perfect string of spittle connecting our mouths before falling away. Who knew Rarity was such a good kisser?

She parted our embrace and interlocked her fingers in mine. She then lead me back up the stairs and into her room. It was like a dream come true – a dream created only a few moments ago – but a dream come true nonetheless. I was just too happy to question it in the moment and decided to just go with the flow. She led me to her bed and had me sit down. She let go of my hand and removed her nightgown. She wore only a pair of red panties beneath it. A darker spot on them showed her arousal. She elegantly removed the cloth and returned to her bed.

Gently she had me lay down, her elegant body and breasts pressing into me. She planted another soft kiss on my lips before lowering her head. The next kiss was on my neck, then my chest, then my belly. Just when I thought my sister couldn’t be any more uncouth, I felt her lips on my dick. First planting a kiss on the tip, but then she took it into her mouth. I can’t believe this is happening, my sister Rarity is giving me a blowjob!

She started out slowly cleaning up the precum and replacing it with her saliva. Then she slowly picked up the pace. If Fluttershy had been the expert in cocksucking, then Rarity was the master. She pushed my buttons in all the right ways with her tongue in a way not even Gilda with her tongue piercing could. I was so turned on by not only the blowjob, but by who was giving it to me that It was feeling my edge fast approaching. I could practically feel the pressure building in my balls. I was so close to cumming when suddenly she stopped and removed my member from her mouth.

“What are you doing?” I whined in a daze.

“Your very sensitive down there.” she commented in a sultry tone, “It would be unpleasant to have you coming before I do, don’t you think?” She reached into a drawer next to the bed and pulled out an elastic hairband, “This should do nicely.”

She stretched it, pulled it to the bottom of my shaft, twisted it and pulled the second loop down to the base. She then returned to sucking my dick and in no time I was ready to cum. I reached out with my hands, feeling her soft elegant locks as I was gripping her head. I was needily pulling it to my crotch as I felt my dick breach her soft throat. My dick twitched as if to cum, but no cum came out. I let go of her and let out the breath I was holding.

“What i-is going on?” I asked in confusion.

Rarity just smiled and wiped spittle off her chin with the back of her hand, “It's a trick Fleur De Lis taught me. Keeps a dick from cumming until you remove the elastic.”

I suddenly regretted wishing there was a penis version of what Rainbow had been doing to Gilda, but my sister was in control now and she always got what she wanted. If she wanted to cum first, she would cum first. I couldn’t really do anything against that, no matter how frustrating I found this denial.

As if to apologize for the inconvenience she kissed me again, though this time it was more sloppily. As she did she began to stroke my dick. She then guided my hand to her private parts and I picked up on what she wanted me to do. I began to finger her and she moaned into the kiss and began to stroke faster. I returned her moan with my own and increased my speed. Before long I felt her walls clamp on my fingers and she broke the kiss to moan loudly as she orgasmed. She continued to stroke my dick as she convulsed in pleasure. Not long after I was thrown over the edge again. My dick strained against the hairband, but no cum came out. I don’t understand, She came, why can’t I?!

“Not yet, my dear Sweetie Belle. A true lady needs to control her urges,” she purred in my ear, as if sensing my question, “Besides your big sister Rarity isn’t done having her fun yet. I’ll let you cum in time.”

My sister is the devil.

She leaned forward and flaunted her large bust before pushing my head towards them. I opened my mouth and began to suck on her nipple. As I sucked she put three fingers in her already glistening slit and began to pleasure herself again. Feeling like giving a little payback for not letting me cum I bit down on her nipple. She moaned loudly as I did cumming a second time on her hand. My plan has backfired!

When she came down from her second orgasm she laid back on the bed, “You know I gave you head. And as a proper lady I think it is time for you to return the favor.” She ordered and I obeyed.

I knelt in front of her on the bed and stuck my face in her snatch.

“You can masturbate while you eat, but no removing the band.” She said between moans.

For a brief moment I thought about disobeying her and removing the band, but I didn’t want to be stuck only cleaning her carpet. Rarity after all would certainly disapprove if I came now and as a punishment possibly cut our fun short, even before she could make me cum on her own, so I kept it on and just stroked it. The faster I stroked the more into eating out my sister I got. My tongue dug deeper and deeper into her folds trying to find all her hidden pleasure spots. I found her clit and sucked on it enjoying the sweet tang of her girlcum and juices. She moaned with a loudness that outshined both Gilda and Dash. I was glad our parents didn’t live with us, they would for sure have heard what we were up to. I just hoped our neighbors were sound sleepers. That would be awkward to explain.

We came simultaneously, or I would have if it weren't for the headband. My dick twitched pathetically with the extreme want to ejaculate and despite the pleasure it was actually starting to ache. I hope she lets me cum soon.

“So, what’s next?” I asked between pants, “Anal?” I inquired further, hoping my sister would finally have mercy on my poor cock.

“A lady does not stick it where she poops!” Rarity gasped appalled, “It is so uncouth, repulsive. You haven’t done such a thing, have you?”

Yeah, several times. Diamond Tiara, Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash. Treehugger also did it to me once.

“No, of course not.” I lied.

“Good girl. Now for the main event.” She said positioning her vagina on the edge of the bed and spreading her legs.

She reached down and pulled off the hairband, to my surprise I didn’t cum right away. My dick twitched, it was far more erect than it had ever been before and some splodges of pre came out. It was highly sensitve now and a slight breeze could have set me off. Instead of waiting for that to happen and paint my sister like Jackson Pollack, I stuck it into my sisters waiting slit. I almost lost it then and there. The thought of defiling my sister in a way no sibling should was almost too much.

Before I could think about the act any further I began to thrust with all my might. We both moaned loudly in pure carnal bliss. We didn’t care if our neighbors heard. Let them. Let them know we are more than sisters, we are incestous lovers. Let them hear our loud fits of passion in the dead of the night. Heck, I once heard there was a place in Tartarus for that special brand of naughty, and right now I wouldn’t mind going there together with my sister. In this moment it all seemed worth it.

I could clearly hear the slapping of my balls echoing in my sisters spacious room. I could feel the pressure building in my balls far greater than any orgasm I’d felt before. And I could experience Rarity’s walls closing around my dick, lustfully pulling me to the brink of lust-fueled madness.

“Oh, yes! Sweetie Belle!” She screamed as the orgasm rocked through her core, “Fill me with your incestuous seed!”

Her words were more than enough to push me over the edge, the intense orgasm shattering my mind until everything went blank. I exploded rope after rope after rope. I splattered my baby batter all up in her fertile womb, breaking one of the biggest taboos in society. I coated her vaginal walls to the point where my seed spilled out onto the bed sheets and floor. The cum just kept on cuming. The combined cum of all the previous blocked orgasms emptied into my sister. I felt like I came for a solid five minutes.

Finally it stopped and my dick began to soften. A wave of tiredness washed over me as my dick slipped from my sister’s pussy, spilling more seed onto the bed. I fell atop her and she hugged me close in a loving embrace. With my last bit of energy I reached up and lightly fondled her breasts.

“Thank you, Sweetie.” Rarity sighed, still lost in her afterglow, “I’ve been so stressed with my new fashion line lately. I really needed that release.”

“I was stressed too.” I replied in a soft whisper, “Then Treehugger told me about this shop. I never would have thought it would give me a dick. But now I think I’ve never been more relaxed in my life, too.”

“Then I’ll have to thank Treehugger properly.” Rarity said with a yawn, “After all she gave me a way to spend quality time with my loving little sister.”

I blushed and let out a content sigh. I secretly wondered if Rarity planned on rewarding Treehugger in a similar fashion to what we had just done or if she would give her something more practical and less uncouth. I was about to ask when she let out another yawn, pulled the covers over us and closed her eyes. I mirrored her sentimen. The warmth of her body lulling me to sleep. It was the end of a very interesting day and I had a feeling there were many more to come.

Author's Note

this was inevitable based on the type of fic this is and who it stars...

Chapter 7: Dark Side of the Moon

My eyes fluttered open calmly. The clear evidence that my midnight rendezvous with my sister wasn’t just a dream was that I was still in her bed spooning her naked form. I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock on her nightstand. It read 9:30am. Suddenly I wasn’t half asleep as I sprung up in bed. Fuck! I’m late!

As quietly as I could I got out of Rarity’s bed. I was careful not to wake her, not that she didn’t likely have things to do for her business, but she looked so peaceful I didn’t want to wake her. Also I didn't have time to do any more sexual stuff if she wanted to once awoken. Knowing her persuasiveness and just how eager she was, she would probably convince me to be later or skip school all together. Not the most terrifying of thoughts, but I wanted to keep good grades for when I applied to college.

I rushed through my shower, the events of the previous night providing a welcomed lack of a morning boner, but I didn't want to smell like her when I got to school. Or like sex for that matter seeing as my cock was still rather messy from the nights activities. Not that anyone would make a clear connection between her scent and any other girl, but the smell of sex alone might be a problem and I certainly didn’t want any wild speculation. Not to mention that my dick was, for the most part, still a secret...even if more people knew with each passing sexual experience. After I slipped into my own room, got dressed, rushed downstairs, grabbed a poptart to go and ran out the door. I subconsciously regretted not waking my sister because the crisp morning air bothered my dick and made me shiver. Luckily the jog to school warmed me up, and hopefully that was good enough for my dick because I wouldn't have time to stroke it to warm it up until lunch.

*** *** ***

When I arrived at school, out of breath and panting as if I’d just had sex three times over, it was well into third period. Scootaloo always teased me because of my rather unathletic form and right now I honestly wished I would have listened to her with how utterly exhausted I felt. I didn't even bother putting my things into my locker. I just made my way to class, muttered an apology for being late and took my seat. Finally catching my breath I quietly ate my breakfast as Mrs. Harshwhinny droned on about history.

“Rough morning, Sweetie?” a voice whispered from my left.

I turned to see the smiling face of Button Mash. His adorkable propeller hat spinning slowly from the air coming from the vent above him. His question made my heart skip a beat and I felt a slight blush from on my cheeks. I only hoped my dick behaved. I really didn't want my crush to know about my genitalia...at least not in the middle of class. In private, maybe, but only if I felt he’d understand.

“Yeah, I slept in.” I whispered back, pointedly opting to not to mention the finer details, “Did I miss anything important?”

“From class, not much. I can get you the notes later.” He replied, adopting a small blush of his own, “But you missed a spectacle in the lunchroom this morning.”

“Really?” I asked mildly curious as mornings before the bell at Canterlot High were usually uneventful.

“Diamond Tiara had this huge stain on her jacket. Dinky asked if her daddy got it messy when he tucked her in at night. That broke off into a big fight.” he explained.

I hoped he didn’t notice my smirk at the fact that Diamond had still worn her jacket despite the cum stain. I’ll have to punish her for getting into a fight. Perhaps a few more rounds will teach her to be a nicer person instead of a naughty girl.

I would have asked him more about the fight, but the PA system in our room came on and Vice Principal Luna began to speak.

“Would Sweetie Belle please come to the vice principal's office?” she asked.

“Sure, whatever.” Mrs. Harshwhinny answered coldly, not liking her lesson getting interrupted.

I never got why the teachers always responded, I didn’t know if the PA speakers were able to communicate both ways, but every teacher responded in their own way.

“Thank you.” Luna replied as I stood up.

Mrs. Harshwhinny filled out a hall pass for me and handed to me as I left the room.

What could this be about?, I wondered as I exited into the hall, What if DT told her I made the cum stain on her jacket? If she did, I was totally gonna lock her in Rainbow’s cuffs and show her no mercy.

*** *** ***

I did see both Tiara and Dinky exit the office as I was making my way in. I met eyes with Diamond and blew her soft kiss. She went red and bit her bottom lip. If Dinky caught the display she showed no signs of it and followed Diamond out. It was really fun to mess with the once so dominant bully like this. Especially with how submissive she just reacted. I certainly need to do that more. I was about to sit and wait to be called by the secretary when Luna appeared in her office door.

“Come on in Sweetie.” she said sternly.

I followed the order and entered the office. Luna’s office was always dark. The shades along the right wall, opposite the door, were usually pulled and the lights were always off – well except for the desk lamp on her desk. It always made meetings with her very intimidating. Most students would rather talk with Principal Celestia, but Luna typically did all the disciplinary actions to allow her sister to run other activities for the school.

“Close the door and have a seat.” she went on and again I followed her orders, “Do you know why I called you in here?”

I shook my head. Her tone indicated that is was not related to the fight this morning, but I didn't want to say I stained DT’s jacket unless she had proof.

“This is your 6th tardy this semester, second this week.” she informed me.

Oh that is what this is about. I though with a sigh of relief, I was overthinking things. If DT told how she got the stain, it would embarrass her as well.

“You need to keep up attendance if you want to get good grades and get into a good college.” she went on and I nodded. She sat on her desk allowing the desk light to backlight her and leaned forward, “Is everything alright at home?”

The question caught me off guard. Everything at home was fine, better even since last night. Not only that, but with the angle she was at I got an eyeful of her breasts trapped in her shirt. I could only imagine what they looked like. The memory of last night coupled with the view of her boobs began to make my dick hard. Worse yet I didn’t feel it bulge against any panties.

I forgot to borrow another pair from Rarity in my rush to leave!, I realized in a panic, I can't get hard here, not only am I going commando, but I’m doing so in the principal’s office! I need to think of something not sexy. x=-b+/-√(b^2-4ac)/(2a).

But she has such nice titties, my mind answered my attempt to use math to tame a boner, Don’t you just want to fondle them? Or perhaps bite them like you did with your sister?

“Everything’s fine.” I replied as composed as possible, Please don't notice the hard on!, “I just um, like to sleep in...sorry, won't happen again.”

She turned to face the window, “Well what can we do to entice you to get here on time?” she said before turning back to face me, “You are one of our best students, I don’t want to see you fail.”

“Um…” I began, but the lewd thoughts fondling Luna’s boob or bending her over her desk were too much.

My face turned red and my dick swelled to full mast. I only hoped the relative darkness hid the tent in the front of my shirt. It was then that I realized Luna had stopped talking. I followed her gaze to my lap. My skirt had bunched up when I sat down. Instead of making a tent, my dick had pushed its way out the bottom of the shirt This is bad!

Luna was transfixed on my erection. Amidst several panicked and lewd thoughts I wondered if there was something mystical about how my dick made people want to stare at it, feel it, play with it or have sex with it. Either that or more than half the people I knew were secretly sex fiends.

After a moment her face went red, though it was hard to tell in the darkness. She attempted to look anywhere else, but like I had been when I saw Treehugger’s dick, her eyes kept making their way back to my member. I both did and didn’t want to try to cover it up. I was waiting for Luna’s next move.

“Is that,” she whispered, “real?”

“Y-yeah.” I replied, her stare making me go red, my dick liked the attention, “I’ve had it for a little over 24 hours.”

“That could be what I need to get Celestia–” she began quietly before going so red it almost illuminated the darkness. She turned away and tried to compose herself, “H-how did you get it?”

Could this line of questioning be going somewhere? Does...does Luna want a dick of her own? Wait, did she say Celestia? Do what with Celestia?

Oh you know what she wants with her sister, My perverted side informed me, the thought finally becoming clear.

“You and Celestia?” I thought out loud, “It would be like my sister and I.”

My eyes popped wide. Did I really just say that outloud?!

“Oh my, I never thought Rarity would be into that,” she breathed, connecting the correct dots to get what I meant, “nor you.”

“Well it was sudden, I was masturbating, she caught me and well…” I spat out, practically confessing.

“Fascinating, so where did you get a...dick?” she asked again, sitting on her desk again.

“It was a potion from a shop downtown, Zecora’s Hut. I just said I was there for what she gave Treehugger.” I went on.

“Hmm...” she said in contemplation, “and it works like a real dick?”

“I mean, I have no comparison, but I think so.” I replied sheepishly, “Want to test it before you get your own?” I couldn’t help but eagerly suggest. The pervert side of my mind trying to steer the conversation in a more raunchy direction.

“I can’t,” she answered, getting up again and biting her lower lip, “you’re a student.”

“But I’m 18.” I countered, as my perverted mind took over again. Shouldn’t I be trying to get out of this situation, not furthering it?

“That is a bit of a grey area,” she mused chewing her lip. She then hit a button on her PA controls, “Raven, you can go to lunch early. Miss Sweetie Belle will be my last student meeting for the day. We have a bit to discuss.”

Her last word oozed with sexual purpose, and I could tell she had made a decision. My only question was: Would I regret it? She moved to her office door and locked it.

“So Miss Belle, what are you into?” she asked, gauging my sexual interests.

Well there is anal. I have grown fond of that. Both giving and receiving, but I should work up to that. Domination? I was uncomfortable locking Scoots up though...then again I think I’d be fine doing that to Diamond. Though is locking up domination or another kink? I did like the rough sex with Gilda. I suppose I could say that.

“Miss Belle!” Luna demanded, slamming her hand on her desk, “I don’t have all day.”

“I’ve been going with the flow, so far it's been fun. So whatever you like…” I provided.

She smirked. There was something I didn’t like about that smirk, but at the same time the fear seemingly turned me on. She cleared her desk with a sweep of her hand, so only the computer remained. The desklamp tumbled to the floor, but remained on casting her menacingly in silhouette.

“Stand up and bend over the desk. You’ve been a bad girl. Six tardies. You need to be punished.” she purred.

I gulped and did as she was told. My dick dribbled pre as I bent over her desk. Luna moved behind me and lifted my skirt. With my naked butt exposed, my blush renewed.

“Not wearing panties? Such a naughty girl.”Luna commented as she grabbed my butt.

“It was an accident.” I tried to explain, I wasn’t sure if I was playing along or just feeling truthful.

Luna let go of my butt and brought her hand back. SMACK! The impact of the spank hurt, making me squeak. I haven’t been spanked since I was a little girl. It fet degrading to be 18 and being spanked, but at the same time I kind of liked it. SMACK! I let out a soft moan. Am I getting off on pain?

“This punishment, your not supposed to like it.” Luna barked and I heard her remove her belt, “Maybe his will hammer it home.”

SWACK! Tears welled up in my eyes as I couldn’t help, but moan again.

“Good.” SWACK! “Girls.” SWACK! “Wear.” SWACK! “Panties.” SWACK! “At school.”

The series of hits sent shivers down my spine. My asscheeks stung from the impacts and tears streamed down my cheeks, but despite this my dick was twitching beneath my belly. Precum soaking my skirt, my shirt and the desk beneath. This was the strangest mix of feelings and I liked it. I made a mental note to try this with Scoots….no with DT, I still wasn’t sure I could hurt Scoots for pleasure even if she liked it. Better I slowly work my way up first before I decide on that.

Luna grabbed my ass and squeezed. The new sensation was mixing with the sting. I began bracing for the next set of spanks.

“There, now if I see you without panties again, young lady, I will spank you twice as hard for twice as long, understood?” Luna hissed.

I nodded rapidly, but I knew this new found part of me would never wear panties again simply because of that promise. Yes, Luna, spank me! I’m a bad girl!

“Good. now for your other infractions.” She said moving to her desk drawer. She pulled out the last thing I ever expected her to have in there: a large strap on dildo. “Maybe this will make you think twice about sleeping in.”

I panted, trying to wrap my head around what happened and what was about to happen. The dildo was huge, twice the size of my dick. I wondered why she kept it in her desk. Was I not the only student she punished like this or was it for her own enjoyment when students weren't around? I was torn from my thoughts when I realized why she had pulled it out and where she was going to put it. Rarity wouldn't approve.

She moved back around behind me. I could only assume she also strapped on the dildo.

“Now, come monday morning, what’s gonna happen?” She asked, the tip of the dildo pressed against my anus. She wasn’t even going to lube it?!

“I-I’ll be in class by the first bell.” I said, bracing myself.

“Not good enough!” She shouted thrusting into my ass, the dildo only making it a quarter of the way in. It was still more filling than Treehugger’s dick had been. She pulled out and slammed back in breaching further. “To be early is to be on time.” She pulled out and in, going in further. It hurt, but it also felt good, “To be on time is to be late.” The dildo fit in about half way at this point. I would rip me in two if she tried to force it further, but a part of me wanted her to. She pulled out again. There was a pregnant pause before she thrust back in with much more force than before. The dildo going in 3/4 of the way in, the sensation throwing me over the edge as she finished her montra, “And to be late is unacceptable!”

I squealed as I came rope after rope. The orgasm was not as intense as the one I’d had with my sister, but it was close. I thoroughly soaked my skirt and shirt with my seed. If I didn’t wash them, I’d have to throw them out for sure. I even managed to get a glob of cum on my chin.

“So, what will happen Monday morning?” She asked again, removing the dildo from my abused ass.

“I’ll be early.” I muttered, still lost in my afterglow.

“Good.” she replied, satisfied with my answer, “Now sit back in the chair.”

I did as told, my sore ass aching as I moved to sit on it. Astonishingly the pain seemed to renew my hard on. Luna looked over my cum soaked clothes with a scowl.

“I didn’t say you could cum.” she spat.

“S-Sorry, try putting an elastic on the bottom of my dick next time.” I suggested, implying there would in fact be a next time.

She removed the strap-on and tossed it onto the desk, splattering a puddle of my cum that I made there. She removed her pants revealing a navy blue pair of panties speckled with stars and a crescent moon. She pulled them off and crumpled them in her hands.

“You’ll just have to get me off twice to make up for it. As long as you have another load for me in there.” She stated.

I was about to reply, but she shoved her panties into my mouth, forcing me to simply nod as my tongue took in the taste of her juices.

“No more chit chat.” She scolded, sliding on to my dick with practiced ease.

Her walls radiated with heat and welcomed my shaft. She then began to move up and down, using the chair for support. Before long she was rapidly moving her hips. A speed only matched previously by Scootaloo.

“YES! YES! FUCK ME CELESTIA! YOU ALWAYS THINK YOU’RE SUCH HOT SHIT! TAKE THIS, AND THAT. YEEEEEEEAH! FUCK CELESTIAAAAAAAAA!” Luna beloved, I didn’t even want to think about anyone hearing us as Luna climaxed on the thought of fucking celestia.

Her walls clamped down on my dick as she rode out her orgasm. Her own girlcum gushing from her vagina. And I thought Scootaloo came a lot.As she convulsed on top me she dug her nails into my back, the added pain throwing my over the edge as well and I came into her hungry, aggressive cunt. Rope after rope shot into her folds as she called out the name of her sister. It made me long to fuck my own sister again. Perhaps introduce her to anal or any number of the dominating tactics used by Luna. Especially considering how big of a tease she is.

Finally her orgasm subsided and she got off my dick. She moved to the door an unlocked it before sitting on the front of her desk, facing the pair of chairs students normally would sit in. I was about to get up when she leaned back and pulled the panties from my mouth.

“Do you have a change of clothes?” she asked, momentarily dropping the dominating persona.

“Yeah, in my gym locker.” I replied, spitting a ball of lint onto the floor.

She smirked again, spreading her legs. Knowing what she was about to ask I quickly moved around the desk before I knelt and began to eat out her pussy. Like Scootaloo, she had a shag carpet. If I got a blue pube in my teeth I hoped someone would tell me discreetly. While I worked Luna hit a button on her PA control.

“Would Scoota...mmhmm..loo, p-pleeease come to the vice principal’s office?” She said, poorly masking two moans, but no one likely noticed. She turned off the PA and addressed me, “You have until she arrives to make me cum again or it is back to spanking while she watches.”

Scoots might actually like watching. She might even join in. My perverted mind thought as I used my tongue to dig my own cum out of her folds.

I licked and lapped trying to find her sweet spot. Though her moans told me that while she was enjoying herself she was nowhere near orgasm. As much fun as another spanking would be, I wanted to get back to class and I didn’t know how long it would take Scootaloo to get here. Fed up with locating her g-spot I moved to sucking on her clitoris. She moaned loudly and shoved my face into her crotch.

“Hello?” I heard Scootaloo say from the other side of the door, making my heart leap a bit in excitement.

“Come in.” Luna shouted breathily.

I had no choice, like I had done to win secret masturbation, I stuck a finger up her asshole. Whatever that did, it sent her over the edge just as I heard the door open. I could only imagine the face of my friend as Luna’s girlcum gushed over me and soaked any dry spot of my shirt, sweater, and skirt. From her position in the doorway Scootaloo must have had a good look at the side of my face as it was drenched in Luna's juices.

Will Scoots finger herself? Oh, I so hope she'll finger herself!

A moment later Luna came down from her orgasm and addressed my stunned friend, completely ignoring my messy girlcum sticky form, “Sweetie….huh...Sweetie Belle needs...um…. the change of clothes she uses for gym.” She panted, “Oh and some towles.”

Author's Note

So...anyone want to get in trouble and go see VP Luna?

Chapter 8: The Scientific Method

After my punishment, my sexy, sexy punishment, I was totally wrecked. My ass hurt so much I could barely stand it and more so when I sat. I would definitely be more prepared the next time I did anything like that with Luna or others. Not that I didn’t like it, but it really debilitated me.

I was so unable to do things so Scoots had to undress me, clean me, and redress me once she returned from my gym locker. I made sure she excluded panties – the promise of Luna’s spanking encouraged me to be bad – even though she did bring the pair I’d left at her house the night before. I half expected her to try some sexy stuff, but she was more concerned with my wellbeeing and comfort post Luna’s punishment. She even helped me to the nurses office after Luna graciously gave me another hall pass.

Along the way Scoots explained the key differences between what Luna was into and what she, Gilda and Dash were into. Though both fell under BDSM, the dom/sub relationship has a bit more comforting involved. I did learn that Scoots was interested in getting spanked once I was feeling better. I didn’t know if it was a hollow jester to please her mistress or if she had a genuine interest. I’d have to figure that out later.

We got to the nurses just as my lunch period was beginning, but I doubted I’d be attending it in my current state. I didn’t want to go home, but some pain killer and some rest would go a long way. She checked me into the office and let Nurse Twilight know I wasn't feeling well before heading off to lunch. I was given some generic pain killer, and another set of poptarts before Twilight returned to her office for her own lunch. So exhausted and reeking faintly of sex I got into one of the beds on my side – for obvious reasons – before I closed the privacy divider and dozed off.

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I don’t know how long I was out, but I woke up a short time later on my back with a raging hard on, but not only that, the feeling of someone stroking it. I opened my eyes slightly to see what was going on. I held back my gasp of shock to see Twilight was the one stroking my dick while I slept. Never thought she'd be the one to do this kind of thing.

“Twilight, you really shouldn't be doing that.” the voice of Spike, Twilight's talking dog, said from somewhere on my left.

“Well, I was just curious. Sweetie is biologically a female. So how could she have a dick?” Twilight said, trying to sound logical and not at all like a pervert stroking an unconscious person’s dick, “It’s the only way is to analyze it. I’ve plucked a few pubes and measured it. Now I just need a sample of her...ejaculate.”

Wow Twilight, way to make cum sound boring.

“Or you could wake her and ask her how she got one in the first place.” Spike replied in a deadpan, “At the very least you could wake her before you...do whatever you’re doing to her.”

“It is called a handjob, Spike. And I should have my sample any second now. She isn't feeling well, it would be rude to wake her.” Twilight tried to explain, “J-just go make sure no one else comes in, this would be hard to explain.”

Hmm...I could have a little fun with her while she thinks I’m asleep. I plotted and my dick dripped a glob of precum, agreeing with the perverted thought, Who knew I’d give in to my perverted side so easily?

“Mmm, yes.” I muttered, trying to sound like I was still asleep.

“S-Sweetie Belle? Are you awake?” Twilight asked in surprise, stopping her very poor hadjob.

Why yes I am, but I’m not gonna let you know that.

“Scoots, why’d you stop?” I replied, acting as if I was having a sexy dream, “Enough foreplay, give me that blowjob you promised.”

“Oh my, her tomboy friend?” Twilight questioned, by her tone I imagined she was blushing, “B-Blowjob? I couldn’t...though it might get me my sample faster…”

I then felt the soft, wet embrace of the nerdy nurse's mouth. I wondered if she’d notice the faint taste of the vice principal. Then again, Twilight acted as if she had never seen a dick outside of a textbook, so probably not. And that was leaving out the fact that she is pretty much a role model in every way. Though sadly she wasn’t one in the sexual department.

Her movements were slow and unskilled, but at least not wholly unenjoyable. Until this point I’d received fairly skilled blowjobs. It was interesting and also a bit endearing to get one from someone who had not done it before – assuming Applebloom’s skills were based on experience rather than beginner’s luck, which made me wonder just who or how many people she was sucking off in her young life. After a few minutes of slow sucks from the poor, inexperienced nurse I decided to give her some pointers.

“Faster.” I instructed, Though that one might be obvious, seeing as it is BJ 101.

Immediately she increased in speed. I could feel her hot breath on my balls as she moaned into the mouthful. I couldn’t open my eyes or the jig would be up, so I had to picture what she looked like. The nerdiest person I knew. Former Crystal Prep student gone Canterlot High Alumni. Studying Physics and biology, with a minor in medicine, at Canterlot Community College. She was interning as the school nurse to help pay her student loans. I had to picture her giving me the most enthusiastic, sloppy, amateur blowjob of her life.

Honestly the image in my mind’s eye was pretty fucking hot. The picture threw me over the edge. I couldn’t help, but moan loudly, almost breaking the illusion I was asleep, as I spurted my thick seed into her mouth. The action throwing her off guard as she instinctively swallowed. Drinking in each rope as it fired from my dick and easily ran down her greedy gullet. I was certainly giving her quite the tasty meal for half a minute before my orgasm subsided and the nerdy, purple skinned, nurse removed her mouth from my member as she panted.

“Crud,” she breathed angrily, “I swallowed my sample. Good thing it is still erect. I might have another shot.” She paused, likely looking around, “But what to contain it in? I can’t risk swallowing the next one. This nurse's office is so ill equipped for this kind of thing!” she complained in annoyance.

I smirked, but it went unnoticed in her search, I know a great place you can store a sample: Your sweet, little virgin pussy~

“Now it is Applebloom’s turn.” I muttered, “You like it in the pussy, right?”

Ok, the dialogue is cheesy, but I just need her to take the bait, I thought ignoring the fact that my fake sexy dream was the reverse my first time with my friends. I’ll definitely have to feel AB’s pussy later.

“I couldn’t.” Twilight said just above a whisper, “I’ve never done that before, I was saving it for someone...special.”

I knew she was a virgin!

“No, this is for science.” Twilight decreed, “Plus my vaginal canal will keep it warm until I get it to my home lab.”

Gee Twilight, your science talk is a bit of a boner killer. You really need to get laid. Badly.

I was about to think she had reconsidered when I heard her remove her panties. She haphazardly tossed them and they happened to land on my face. I drank in the smell of her arousal and the boner killing effect of her science talk was reversed. My member stood at attention, ready to be Twilight’s first. She didn’t waste any time as she slowly lowered herself on to my cock. Fuck! She is so tight. I might give her a sample too soon. I was glad the pain killer had kicked in so the extra weight didn’t make my tortured anus hurt too much.

“W-Whoa,” she moaned as my dick disappeared into her slit, “I must remember to take notes on this as well.”

Once I was all the way inside her she stopped to allow her tight walls to adjust to my size. She then began to move up and down slowly, letting out a moan as she did. Clearly not worried about getting caught, I see. I almost thought I’d need to tell her to go faster again when she increased speed. The bed began to creak as the wet slapping sound got louder and louder.

“Yes! Yes! I fucking love science!” Twilight screamed in pure bliss.

“Ahhhhhhh! Yes! Take my sperm sample!” I shouted, dropping all pretenses of sleeping.

The shock of realizing I was awake was enough for her virgin pussy to climax, likely going into her very first orgasm. She let out a guttural moan of pleasure as her already tight walls clamped down on my dick. It was enough to push me over the edge as well. I pumped several ropes of my seed into her, but it very quickly overflowed. Thankfully Twilight had pulled down my gym shorts in her examination or I’d be throwing out another piece of clothing. Which would be bad since I had not other change of clothes at school.

Several moments later we both came down from our orgasms. I looked at Twilight from around her panties. She wore the cutest red blush as she frantically pulled herself from my dick. Her quivering legs letting some of my cum drip out of her well fucked snatch naughtily.

“S-Sweetie! Sorry...I needed it for...u-um science!” She sputtered, removing her panties from my face and trying to use them to stop the cum leaking from her vagina, “No, no, no my sample! I have to get this home ASAP!”

Once she got them on she rushed out the door without another word. I’d have to tell her it was not an issue later. Not to mention I would love to give her another sample, in case she run out. Heh.Maybe in her sweet ass next time.

Then the school bell rang. I leaned over and checked my phone. Guess I slept the day away. I basked in my afterglow for a few minutes longer before pulling up my pants and exiting the office. It was time to prepare for the party this evening.

Author's Note

First Fluttershy, then Rainbow Dash, then Rarity, now Sci-Twi...she just needs to have sex with AJ, Pinkie Pie, and Sunset Shimmer...and she will....eventually... :pinkiecrazy:

Chapter 9: Apple Creampie

I bumped into Scoots and AB on the front steps where they had been waiting for me to hang out before the party later that evening. It took me an extra few minutes to meet up with them since the nurse’s office was farther from the front door than the gym.

“You feeling better after your punishment, Mistress?” Scoots asked when she saw me, hugging me with one arm and slyly copping a feel of my breasts much to my surprise. Though I didn’t really make any attempts to stop her as she was nestling her body up to me, letting her other hand greedily roam over my body. It did feel kinda nice to have her this close, reminding me of the times I was snuggling up to my sister. Apple Bloom was giving us a look and seemed to ignore Scootaloo’s newfound clinginess.

“Mistress? Punishment?” the farm girl asked in confusion at my new pet name and Scoots description of the events with Luna.

“I’m fine.” I answered, ignoring Applebloom, “My anus hurts less and Twilight has some great bedside manner.”

I ended the statement with a wink and got a small blush and chuckle in response from Scootaloo as she put together what I had meant. Both of her hands were squeezing my plush buttocks teasingly, making me blush slightly as well. Maybe I should discipline her seeing how far she is just taking this? While snuggling was nice she still should know her place under me after all. So she should probably ask for my permission first.

“Ah’m still confused.” Applebloom cut in, not being on the same page. She was blushing a bit as well from the rather saucy groping session, but not avoiding her eyes from it.

“I’ll explain on the way to the clubhouse.” I said, prying my clingy friend loose and began to walk.

As we walked I explained everything from the end of the school day the day before up until now. Mostly for Applebloom’s benefit as she had not been part of it, but there were some parts Scootaloo was not aware of too. There was a stunned silence when I got the part about Rarity and I at midnight.

“It kind of felt like doing my sister when Dash and I began, but doing your actual sister...damn that’s soooooo hot.” Scoots said with a saucy grin when she had gathered her thoughts on the information as she pressed her body close to mine.

“Ah don’t think I could do it with AJ, she’s like my mom since she had to help Granny raise me after mom and dad died.” Applebloom chimed in solemnly, before sheepishly adding, “Big Mac though….maybe. Ah’d need some of Granny’s hard cider for that though.”

“Ok, that covers last night, but before you go on to today can we get to the clubhouse and get comfortable? Otherwise I’m gonna start masturbating here on the sidewalk...and here I thought I was the sexually adventurous of the group.” Scoots commented, subtly rubbing her hand over the approximate location of her vagina.

“Yeah.” AB agreed, deftly adjusting her underwear through her shorts, “The last person we passed gave us an odd look too, thankfully it was at the cum on pizza part not the more taboo ones.”

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Once we got to the clubhouse in an unused section of Sweet Apple Acres we all stripped naked. No one comes to this part of the orchard and the clubhouse had no air conditioning. We used to chill in nothing but our underwear in the summer, but now we were close enough as friends to be naked. Clothes would get in the way of what we were about to do anyways. We’d missed the unspoken meetup at lunch and retelling part of the events from the past few days got us rather horny, telling the rest would likely lead to sex anyways. No need to ruin another pair of clothes.

The clubhouse had been a hand-me-down from when Applejack was younger, but it had fallen into disuse. She gave it to AB five years ago and we had all worked to fix it up. It was simply decorated with four bean bag chairs, three regular chairs, a table, and a mini fridge full of a few snacks. Next to the table was a storage closet that had the remains of failed shenanigans we had pulled off over the time we’d been friends and across the room was a ladder to a second story balcony.

Now in the buff I continued my tale. Reliving the events in my head began to stiffen my dick, but I wasn't the only one turned on. Scoots began masturbating wildly when I was telling my side of her entry into the office and Applebloom had joined her as I was telling of Twilight’s bedside manner. A thick scent of arousal filled the clubhouse in a matter of minutes. Anyone with a keen sense of smell would know what we were up to.

When I finished the tale Scootaloo was rocked by her first orgasm of the afternoon. Not holding back she moaned loudly as her fast moving fingers were squelching from delving into her moist entrance. Girlcum soaked her beanbag as her eyes rolled back into her skull in the throes of ecstasy. Her whole body was twitching in enjoyment, making my cock even harder as it practically begged me to rip the fingers out of her cunt and stuff that hole with something far more appropriate. Of course I held back...for now.

Soon enough Scootaloo came back from her high, panting as she grinned seductively at me.

“I’ve been horny since I got you from VP Luna’s.” she sighed, as she continued to bask in her afterglow, “You know, I was tempted to forgo towels and lick you clean...regretted not doing so for the rest of the day.”

“Well, my dick is a bit dirty from Twilight,” I teased with a smirk, “You could give it a lick now~”

Scoots eagerly moved to oblige the request of her mistress, when Applebloom spoke up, “A-Actually I kind of feel left out. You had time with Scoots yesterday already.”

I hummed in thought at that. Apple Bloom did have a point. I did quite a lot with Scootaloo already compared to the one blowjob I’d received from her.

“It is only fair.” I placated, only kind of enjoying Scoots exaggerated pout.

“Ah...Ah uh, want ya inside me.” Applebloom stammered, “Ya make it sound so fun.”

“Oh it is, AB.” Scoots purred as she got up and moved to her bag, I assumed she was getting a toy to help her out while I fucked Applebloom.

Applebloom stood and blocked my view of Scootaloo. She walked over to my beanbag and didn’t waste any time as she lined up her soaked slit with my erect penis. She squatted down until the tip penetrated her folds. She bit her lower lip aboraby as she slowly descended the shaft, her juices from the masturbating session helping to slide it along nicely through her small entrance. She let out a soft whimper as she bottomed out on my balls. I could tell from how tight she was, like Twilight, this was her first time. It probably also helped that she was working on the farm a bit in her free time. It made her body quite toned, something I only know to appreciate thanks to Zecora’s gift. Though I had to focus instead of ogling, so I gave my friend an encouraging smile.

“We’ll start off slow, you control the pace.” I whispered up at her as she slowly moved back up my shaft.

Her tight constricting walls threatening to cause me to unload right then and there, but I had to hold off. I wanted her to enjoy this as much as I was, and I was enjoying it immensely. She dropped back down, then up again. Soon she developed a slow, but steady pace that was quickening as her pleasure grew. Soon enough she started to moan uncontrollably, the cute southern twang present even while crying her ecstasy up to the heavens.

She was nearing her edge when suddenly she stopped and glanced over her shoulder.

“Scoots, what are ya doin’ back there?” She asked, panting.

“Joining the fun.” Scoots replied nonchalantly, “I can tell it is your first time, why not try anal at the same time? I’ve always wanted to try one of these.” Scootaloo explained, pointing to the hard strap-on she was wearing.

“O-ok, just don’t go in dry like Luna did with Sweetie.” She answered timidly, referencing the events from this morning.

“I’m not a sadist, I used my own juices as lube.” Scoots scoffed, before using her fingers to dive into her twat, wetting them completely. After that was done, she pulled them out and started to massage Applebloom's virgin anus open, making her moan in enjoyment at the alien sensations of fingers working over the entrance of her butt.

Once satisfied with the degree of wetness and relaxation she pulled her fingers back and set the tip of her lubed up strap-on on Applebloom’s ass. Only a moment later she pushed, quickly inserting the tip, making the farm girl moan. But Scootaloo was hardly satisfied with just that. The daredevil’s hands shot forward, groping and squeezing Applebloom’s perky breasts, wanting to milk this situation for all it was worth.

Before long Scoots had gotten the majority of the strap-on into her and Applebloom began to slowly grind her hips down into my cock again. When she moved off of my dick, she was letting in more of Scoots strap-on and vice versa as the newly sluttified farm girl found a rhythm. A slight muffled buzzing likely indicated Scoots had also stuck a vibrator in her own pussy to stipulate her own pleasure. In no time at all a lust filled chorus of moans echoed along the walls of our clubhouse.

Applebloom, being pleasured from both sides, was the first to pop. She moaned breathlessly as her already tight vaginal walls got even tighter. The added tightness seeming to be too much as I was thrown over my own edge into orgasmic bliss. I pumped rope after rope of my seed into my friend. I was the first person to do so, to just let my cock loose to defile her vaginal canal and I was loving it. My dick was going where no dick had gone before. I filled her until gobs of cum started to overflow onto my balls. Then Scoots came. The acompanying spash of girlcum hitting the underside of her strap-on. Scoots used that opportunity to turn Applebloom’s head and kiss her, moaning into her mouth as she did so. Scootaloo wasn’t holding back anything as she still continued her molestation of her friend as well.

Soon enough we all came down and basked in our afterglow, slumping on top of each other. Scootaloo unhooked her strap-on and stepped away, leaving it embedded half way in Applebloom’s ass. Applebloom stirred next, slipping off my slick rod. She did an awkward dance like she had to pee, dripping gobs of cum onto the clubhouse floor.

“Eeew it feels wet and sticky in there.” She complained, “but other than that, it was fun.”

Scootaloo couldn’t help but roll her eyes before waving her friend off.

“You’ll get used it, but I can clean that up for you.” she offered, “It will give Sweetie a chance to do me. Then you clean me up, deal?”

The farm girl pondered this for a moment, remembering the first time she got a taste of my seed and concluding that this certainly didn’t sound bad at all. Based on her expression the idea was making her horny all over again.

“Deal.” Applebloom breathed out with a smile.

“Ok, I have an Idea to make this more fun.” Scoots beamed, returning to her bag and removing a single pair of frilly pink cuffs. “I’ll hook you to the ladder.”

Applebloom just nodded, moving her bean bag in front of the ladder to the second floor before laying on it. Scootaloo took her hands and locked her in so that they were above her head, leaving her in quite the vulnerable position. We were about to begin when a twig snapped outside. This was followed by distant humming that sounded like Applejack’s voice.

“Aw shoot, AJ!” Applebloom whispered in panic as her eyes turned to pinpricks. She ineffectively tried to remove the cuffs, but was of course failing, “She’ll freak if she finds out what we are doing.”

Why was AJ coming out here? She never comes out here unless she needs to find us!

Scoots and I dashed across the room to our bags and clothes. I nearly slipped on the remains of Scoot’s first orgasm. I pulled on my shorts as Scootaloo dug frantically through her things.

“Crap, I knew I put the keys in here somewhere!” Scoots shouted, dumping a fair bit of sex toys out of her bag.

Had she really brought all that to school? I thought freezing in my rush to get dressed as what looked like a red ball with a leather strap on either side bumped against my foot. Where did she fit her books or homework?

Across the room Applebloom was trying to break the ladder, but it had been recently replaced with metal and was not about to give. Outside we heard Applejack’s footsteps stop at the bottom of the tree.

“Anybody up there?” She called out nervously.

Applebloom was in full panic as she was trying to cover herself with the bean bag, while also not making much noise. Scootaloo had given up on finding the key and pulled me, her bag, a handful of sex toys and my bag into the storage closet. Though she left the door slightly ajar.

From with in the closet we listened as AJ climbed the ramps to the clubhouse. Watching from the closet we saw her enter. She was wearing the clothes she always wore: A stetson, a green and white blouse, denim skirt, belt with an apple buckle, and cowgirl boots. Though her blouse was untucked, her belt lay unbucked, and her hat lay slightly crooked in messy hair. Under her harms was a laptop and a mysterious small black box.

At first she didn’t see Applebloom as AB almost successfully blended into the background. Her yellow skin almost the same shade as the wall. When their eyes met, they both went beet red.

“A-Applebloom?” AJ stammered, “W-what are you d-doing here?”

“Ah should be askin’ you the same thing. Ya gave this clubhouse to me...and my friends.” Applebloom responded.

I tried not to cringe at the venom present in the last two words. Her naked in the clubhouse is explainable, all three of us...not so much. Just take one for the team Applebloom!

“Well um, ah didn’t think ya’ll’d be home yet.” Applejack admitted, “Ah was gonna do some spring cleaning for ya.”

Even from this distance I could tell She was lying. AJ was never good at lying. Unfortunately for Applebloom it was then AJ realized she was naked.

“Wait, Applebloom...are ya naked?” AJ asked in shock, “what in tarnation are ya doing naked and cuffed to the ladder?”

“I uh, was uh...studyin’ for finals…” Applebloom lied as poorly as her older sister.

AJ gave her a flat look before she seemed to have some sort of realization, making her go a shade redder, “Were ya out here with a boy?!”

Applebloom nodded. If she didn’t say anything then maybe AJ would believe her. And it was technically the truth...well I was a girl with a dick….but boys have dicks...so…

“Aw shoot, Ah didn’t mean to barge in on ya. Granny was home early and I was um...doing things and Ah needed to not do them in the house.” She sighed, walking to the table and setting the computer and the box on it, “Did he bolt when he heard me?”

Another nod from AB, and a slight glare at the closet door for Scoots and I.

“Well it was might rude of him to leave ya locked up. It was...Tender Taps wasn’t it? I’ll give him an earful next time I see him!” AJ ranted as she walked over to Applebloom, “didn’t even leave ya the keys either.”

As she she knelt to try to remove the cuffs I noticed another piece of clothing AJ was missing: her panties. I had a sneaking suspicion I knew what activity she didn't want to do with Granny Smith in the house. Wait, how often does she sneak to our clubhouse to masturbate? Was this the first time or has she done it before? The thoughts made my slightly limp dick become erect again. I slipped out of my freshly dressed shorts and bumped against Scoots still naked ass seeking her comforting warmth.

Applejack reached over Applebloom and gave the cuffs a yank, but they, like the ladder rung, were pretty study. So she stood over Applebloom, likely giving AB a top down look at her boobs that I only assumed were without a bra, and pulled hard on the rung itself. There was a loud crack as the wood began to give slightly and AJ lost her gip and fell back onto the floor. From her position, her back to Scoots and I, Applebloom got a good look at AJ’s exposed vagina. AJ also got a good look at the creampie Scoots had been unable to eat.

“A-Applebloom!?” she stammered, going red again, “He came inside? You could get pregnant!”

“Uh, she...I mean he was gonna clean it up when you spooked him.” AB half lied again, “Get me out of here and I’ll clean it out in the shower.” she paused, glancing at her sister’s snatch, “Where are your panties?”

“Mah panties?” She asked before looking at where her sister was looking, her head exploding in another blush as she was trying to cover up, through her short skirt was working against her. “I, uh, I was in such a rush to leave I forgot ‘em!”

“So...you were masturbating when Granny got home?” Applebloom asked incredulously.

“Yes.” AJ admitted embarrassed before turning back to the creampie, “It will be hours before I can get mah tools and get ya out. Big Mac needs ‘em to fix the gazebo...again. By then it’ll be too late.”

“What are we gonna do?” Applebloom asked, suddenly panicked at the prospect of getting pregnant.

“Um...well...Ah could...um…” AJ sputtered, going even redder to the point where she appeared to glow.

“What?” AB asked innocently.

“Ah could...um...clean it out.” AJ finally spit out.

AB’s eyes went wide, “Th-there’s no other way?”

“None that would be quick. It might already be too late.” AJ rationalized.

Apple Bloom’s breath hitched for a moment at this, but her mind quickly came to the conclusion that she really didn’t have much choice in the matter, so that the farmgirl tried her best to calm down as she gave her answer.

“Ok, though yer not tryin’ to pleasure me, just cleaning out the cum, right?”

“R-right.” AJ said, her obvious lie ignored by both girls, as the older sister leaning in and began licking her younger sister’s folds.

“This is so fucking hot, and it has me turned on again.” Scootaloo whispered back in my direction, “Please use me mistress. I’ll be quiet, I promise.”

The way she said mistress made my penis twitch in excitement and there was no way I was going to refuse. We situated ourselves in the closet in a way so I could easily get my cock in her anus, and where we could get the best view of our friend being eaten out by her sister. Not wasting any time, and knowing Scoots liked it rough, I thrust right in to the hilt. The act was aided by the lingering juices from Applebloom. Still it elicited a moan from Scootaloo’s mouth, but luckily it was covered by Applebloom’s moans of pleasure.

Quickly Scoots reached down and grabbed the ball with straps I’d seen and attached it to her head with the ball in her mouth. She then nodded for me to continue. I began thrusting in and out no softer, but her mouth now gagged, her moans were muffled and quiet. Across the room AJ had moved one of her hands around to pleasure her own glistening snatch, no longer paying heed to the false promise that this was out of necessity not need.

I heard Applebloom go over her edge. Her moans cut off by the soundless scream of her climax. Only half focusing on the show infront of me I heard the splash of girlcum coat AJ’s face. Though I had been Applebloom’s first, her sister had been the first to make her squirt. Almost at the same time I felt a gush of girlcum soak my gym shorts as Scootaloo came. She moaned almost soundlessly with her gag.

I turned my attention back to AB and AJ as I doubled in speed. The lust and sheer arousal of this situation was getting to me, making my dick twitch in need. I no longer cared if we got caught as an audible slapping sound was likely heard with each thrust. I just wanted to cream my little pets ass. Applebloom meanwhile began panting and enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm.

“Ya get all of it?” She panted.

“Yeah.” AJ purred, a little winded herself, “Though Ah may have sat in a bit of it when Ah fell.”

“Ah’ll clean it.” Applebloom offered instantly, licking her lips, “it's only fair.”

“If you insist, sugarcube.” AJ answered, the pet name taking on a different context in this scenario.

AJ stood and sat on her sister’s head. In moments the thicker southern twang of AJ was moaning under her sister’s ministrations. I was so turned on I thrust too hard and Scoots knocked open the closet door. As she did I was thrown over the edge, moaning loud enough to be heard by the sexy sisters as I was not gagged. Rope after rope filled Scoot’s waiting butthole. Though with the loss of support Scoot’s slipped off my dick, collapsing to the floor. My dick still shooting ropes of cum. One landing on her buttcheeks, another on her back and the final one in her hair. Based on the new puddle of girlcum at my feet, Scootaloo had also climaxed.

AJ tilted her head back to see what had made noise and the shock at the sight of us, coupled with her sister’s surprisingly skilled tongue sent her over her breaking point. Any thoughts or words were lost as she let out a guttural “YEEEEEEEHAAAAA!” and soaked Applebloom and the beanbag with enough girlcum to give Luna a run for her money. She practically showered her little sisters head in her juices making her hair wetly stick to her head and body.

“Ah, so it was you who left mah sister like this.” She panted as she came back to her senses. “You were gonna let Toe Tapps take the fall, shame on you.”

“We,” Scootaloo said as she came down from her own climax and removed the ball gag, “were afraid of how you’d react.”

“Well Ah admit it is surprising, but not all that bad. Y’all are at an age where y’all are gettin’ interested in sex.” AJ said rather logically from her afterglow, “An’ Ah’m might interested in yer dick Sweetie. It made a tasty treat in mah sister. Though her tongue is skilled, Ah need a good honest ruttin’ after that.”

Scootaloo got up from where she fell with a dreamy look on her face, “Well AB, you did promise to clean me up after my turn. Even if I don’t get a treat, you can still have yours I guess.”

Applebloom just nodded panting, still cuffed to the ladder rung. Scoots then took AJ’s spot on Applebloom’s face as Applebloom gave Scoots what I think was called a rimjob. Personally not something that interests me, but to each their own.

Applejack walked towards me, slowly stripping off her clothes. Her blouse dropped on the beanbag Scootaloo had soaked when we got to the clubhouse, revealing that she was not wearing a bra. Her skirt and belt dropped just shy of drying puddle of girlcum from Scoots Climax during AB’s first time. All she had left when she got to me was her boots and hat. As she approached I admired her fit body. She was as toned as Dash and equally athletic, but where Dash had itty bitty titties, she had a voluminous bosom.

“So sugarcube, Ah’m just a country gal looking fer a ride.” She purred huskily, grabbing my slimy, hard dick and giving it a few strokes, “Think y’all can do that?”

I nodded as she lead me to the table and sat me in one of the chairs. She then knelt and began to lick the remnants of cum and girlcum off my cock. It was clear that masterful tongues ran in the family. Though before I was even close to climax she stopped, making it my shortest blowjob. Clearly she had more in store for me and was just cleaning the tool.

She stood and positioned over my member before descending onto it in swift motion. As many did when suddenly taking my whole length she let out a moan of pleasure and a little bit of pain.

“Ye doggie, it's so much bigger than Ah thought.” Applejack said as she began moving up and down on my lap.

Her moist, well licked vagina seemed to pull my dick further in with each thrust. The thicker twang of her moans that I’d heard from in the closet were now right in my ears. Only match in loudness by the sounds of Scootaloo and Applebloom who had moved away from the rimjob to flat our 69ing. Both exploring each others folds in search of pleasure. They’d placed a beanbag chair right under Applebloom so that she would be in a position that made it possible and easier for the both of them.

Almost simultaneously Scootaloo, Applebloom, and AJ climaxed once more. Scoots splattering the already soaked form of Applebloom and Applebloom soaking Scoots in turn. AJ let our another rowdy “YEEEEEHAA!”, this time taking off her hat and waving it in the air, as he let loose a torrent of cum that utterly ruined the pair of gym shorts I had neglected to remove. As her warm walls convulsed in her climax I was once again thrown over my edge and unloaded rope after rope of seed into her waiting womb. After a moment my dick began to soften as it slipped from her folds. Cum dripping down her legs Applejack retrieved her clothes and began to redress.

“Wait, don’t you want to get cleaned up?” I asked, pointing to the drip of cum making its way down her thigh, “What if you get pregnant?”

“Don’t ya worry, sugarcube, Ah plan ta have a snack on mah way back ta the house.” She replied cheerfully, before grabbing her computer and black box, “Besides, that prick of yers ain’t natural. I doubt it can conceive.”

At that she left the three of us in the clubhouse that now smelled quite obviously of sex. Once we cleaned ourselves up we set about cleaning the clubhouse. While putting her clothes on Scoots found the key for the cuff in her math book, which she did apparently have in her bag afterall, and was able to free Applebloom to help. I let my shorts dry and hoped girlcum didn’t stain as badly as boycum. When we were finished we all headed home. We wanted to shower and change before the party. I personally wanted to talk with my sister about the night before, if she wasn't busy.

Author's Note

And we can check another of the Humane Seven off the list....also we have another incest sisters.

Chapter 11: Party at Scootaloo's (Part 2) – Button Mashing

Before leaving I had Sugarcoat answer a quick truth question. She found out her love of soiled panties while live on a cam site. I made a mental note to look that up when I got home.

The walk from Scoots' room to that of her brother’s seemed like it took ages. Partially because we were both nervous. I was trying not to worry about how Button would react to my dick. For context, I’m pretty sure both Button and I have had a crush on each other since elementary school, but have both been too shy to say anything. That is until my penis boosted my confidence. I just hopped it wouldn’t also be the end of our affection.

We entered Bulk’s room and switched on the lights. It was sparsely decorated and only had a bed, dresser, night stand, and some small weights piled in the corner. I made the first move, sitting on the bed and patting the spot next to me. Button sat and began to fidget nervously.

“S-so we just, um m-makeout?” He offered.

Looks like I’m gonna have to take lead on this, I thought, smiling at the cute, gamer boy, “Making out is fun, but I don’t think that is what Dash meant.” I replied in a seductive tone, “She wants us to do something more private.”

Buttons swallowed the lump in his throat and turned a shade redder, “I’ve...um...n-never done anything before.”

“So your a virgin?” I inquired.

“Y-yeah...I guess so, but you are too, right?” he pleaded.

Should I tell the truth? I thought, growing nervous again, I’ve had sex several times in the past few days, but none of them were with guys. So was I a virgin? If I had my vagina back, maybe...what if he gets upset that he’s not my first sexual experience?

“I’ve never been with a guy, if that's what you mean.” I half lied. Well, if one could call it a lie. I mean, I didn’t mention anything about woman, so I avoided the facts more than anything.

“Whew,” he said in relief, taking the meaning he wanted from that statement, “I’m n-not sure what to do exactly.”

“Have you ever watched porn?” I asked. I hadn’t watched much myself, but I hoped thinking about it would ease his nervousness and possibly convert it to arousal.

“N-no. My mom monitors my web browsing. I tried once and was grounded for two months!” he admitted.

“Then just do want you think is natural.” I suggested.

“S-so should I, uh...undress you?” He asked, “I’m already in my boxers, so it's only f-fair.”

Now it was my turn to be shy and nervous again. The second he removes this dress he’ll see my dick. I need to stall and think of something.

I took out my phone and sent a text to Scootaloo “Can you get us something to drink? We need to ease the tension.” A moment later there was a reply, “Squirt is busy with a dare, Dinky will be right over with refreshments.”

I did wonder what the dare was, but decided to get off my phone and get back to whatever was about to happen. I slipped my arms into my dress again and let it drop to my waist. I then unhooked and removed my bra, exposing my boobs to him once again.

“There, now my top is visible too.” I teased, pushing my boobs together to give them a more full appearance, “I saw you liked them when I flashed you earlier. I know they are a bit small, but do you want to maybe get a closer look at them?”

“S-sure.” he mumbled, reaching his hands out to begin fondling them. “Woah, they’re so soft.”

“Y-yeah.” I stuttered, growing redder. His hands were different than Scootaloo’s or anyone who has also felt me up. This was special, I’d wanted his hands on my body for years. Now I had my wish granted.

Button’s exploration of second base was interrupted by a soft knock at the door.

“Um, Gilda wanted me to bring you these.” Dinky called out from the open doorway.

Startled, I covered my boobs with an arm and looked towards the voice. Dinky was still wearing just her overalls, though there was a slight wet spot in her crotch. She was holding two red cups in either hand likely filled with alcohol.

“Thank you.” I said, grabbing one cup and Button grabbed the other.

“It was no bother, Gilda’s latest dare was making me a bit...um...turned on.” She admitted sheepishly. “Gilda had Scoots sit on Dash’s face and Dash had to eat her out until Scoots’ next turn, no matter how many orgasms she has.” she paused to rub the wet spot in her crotch, “F-Four orgasms so far and I think everyone is deliberately not choosing her.”

I smiled and leaned close to the purple-grey skinned girl to whisper, so that Button wouldn’t hear, “Maybe when I’m done here I can help you with the issue in your crotch.”

She went bright red and hurried back down the hall to Scoots' room, leaving Button and I alone again. Closing the door I turned back to Button. He was drinking his beverage and making a grossed out face, but his demeanor was a bit less nervous. Not wanting to be left out I began to drink my own beverage. It tasted bitter and had a bit of gross aftertaste, but overall It wasn’t a bad drink.

We had both finished about half of our beverages when the effects took hold. My body felt kind of like it was swimming through the air, but the worry that Button would not like my dick was fading. Strange that something I so openly admitted to my friends took half a beer to tell to the guy I liked.

Nonetheless I chanced bringing it up, “So Button, before we go on I need to tell you something.”

Button let out a small burp before replying, “What? You can tell me anything, Sweetie.”

“My um, downstairs might not be what your expecting.” I explained, letting the rest of my dress drop to the floor. The crotchless panties not making any attempt to hide my dick, “I have this.”

“Y-your a guy?!” Button shouted in alarm, falling on the bed and spilling the rest of his drink. “Gah!” he screamed bolting back up and pulling off his boxers to use as a rag to wipe up the spilled beer.

“No, I’m a girl.” I assured him as he wiped up the spill and then used his hands to cover his very erect penis, “Long story short I took a stress relief potion and poof dick. It’s actually very fun to use.”

“F-Fun how?” he asked, not taking his eyes off my erect penis. I was making no effort to hide it.

“Well let me show you with your own.” I purred huskilly, pushing him back onto the bed.

The fall made him remove the hands from his cock. I knelt, ignoring the cool dampness of the spilled beer on the carpet and admired the natural dick before me. Unlike my own or Treehuggers it was less uniform. It bowed slightly to the left where the magically given dicks stood straight at attention. I took in a deep breath of his manly musk before leaning in and gingerly licking it from balls to tip. It tasted salty with a hint of alcohol from his spill.

“S-sweetie,” he whimpered in surprise, “Wh-what are you doing?”

“It's called a blowjob. You dared Dash to give Snips one, remember.” I purred, being sure to breath my hot breath on to his exposed member. A dribble of pre-cum escaped the tip and I gently lapped it up with my tongue. Taking in the salty and a bit sweet flavor. “Want me to go on?”

“Y-yes, it just felt weird is all.” he reassured.

“Just sit back and enjoy yourself.” I told him as I leaned in again, this time taking his whole length into my mouth. I was rewarded with a gasp and a moan from Button.

Recalling the BJ’s I’ve given and the ones given to me, I was determined to make his first one to remember. I started out sloppy, coating it in saliva to the point where it dripped off his balls. I moved on to sucking the shaft up and down. As I heard Button’s moans of pleasure I increased my speed. Right before he was about to pop I stopped, twirling my tongue playfully around the tip. After I decided to do something I hadn't done before. I moved down to his balls and began to suck on them. I even gave them a playful nibble. The experience seemed to be too much for him as his balls started to contract and he came.

“Gaaaah!” he screamed, spouting rope after rope of cum.

I was so shocked by the noise I looked up just in time for a rop to hit me between the eyes. Another few landed in my hair as I attempted to regain my composure. I finally managed to get his penis aimed at my mouth for two of the last three ropes of cum. The final rope landed on my chin and began to drip down my neck.

“Quick,” I said awkwardly with my tongue hanging out, “Take a picture for Dash’s proof.”

“Uh, you s-sure I should?” he asked.

“I'll delete it later.” I told him, swallowing the bit of cum in my mouth.

He grabbed my phone from where I’d left it on the bed. I leaned in again and kissed the tip of his still slightly hard dick as he snapped the photo. Following that he stood and pulled on his beer soaked underwear and tried to make his exit while I cleaned the cum from my face and hair. Licking my fingers clean of the tasty fluid.

“Whoa, whoa, hold up there.” I called angrily, “What about me?”

He stopped dead in his tracks and turned back to me dumbly before noticing, once again, that I still had a needy prick.

“Oh, um s-sorry.” he apologized, “I’ve um, never given a blowjob.”

“Actually, I was hoping to stick it somewhere else if you don’t mind?” I boldly suggested pointing around to his butt.

“My asshole?” he shrieked, letting his boxers go again, the heaviness due to the beer causing them to fall off again, “But I poop from there!”

“Was the blowjob fun?” I asked.

“Y-yeah,” he replied meekly.

“Well this will be ten times as fun, I promise.” I assured him, “It might hurt a bit at first, but after that you’ll really enjoy it.”

“O-ok, if you say so.” he relented.

“Yay,” I cheered, spitting into my hand and using it along with my own precum as lubricant. “Lean over the bed.”

He did as ordered and I moved behind him to use my moist fingers to open his virgin sphincter. I worked slowly and gently. More than once I even heard a soft moan from Button as I worked. Finally I was satisfied and lined up my lubed dick with his anus. I pushed in slowly until I was halfway in.

“Ok, this is the part that might hurt a bit.” I whispered huskily in his ear before thrusting the rest of the way in.

“Dear sweet Zelda!” he screamed as I bottomed out in his ass.

“You ok?” I asked.

“Yeah, i-it just really hurt for a moment. I’m f-fine, keep going.” He said, sniffling a bit.

At his ok I began to pull in and out at an increasingly rapid pace. Before long we were both moaning in the throws of ecstasy. I reached around and began to stroke his renewed erection. The speed of my hand only matched by the rhythm of my thrusts. His clenching ass added a lot of stimulation just as my throbbing hard prick did to him, I imagine. We both climaxed at the same time. Having been nearly emptied by my BJ, he only sent one rope of cum to the bed. I on the other hand unloaded the pent up cum since the ride over with Rarity. Shooting cum into his ass with enough force to geyser it out along the sides. It was the most powerful orgasm since the previous night with my sister.

Finally it subsisted and we came down from our highs. Still half embedded in his ass, cum leaking out the side, I grabbed my phone and took a second piece of evidence for Dash. Though truth be told, both photos were going to be used as a spank bank for times when I couldn’t unload in any of my friends or family.

As my dick softened I pulled it from Button’s ass, letting more cum flow on to the floor.

“That was amazing.” Button panted, falling to the bed in a heap, “More fun than speed running Mario 64.”

I smiled at my newest conquest. He was cute for comparing an orgasm to beating a game in a record fast time, but I didn’t mind.

“Go clean up in the bathroom. I’ll meet you back in the other room in a bit.” I told him, and blew him a kiss.

He blushed, stood up and waddled out the door dripping cum ever few feet. I turned out the light in the room and sat back on the bed. If I had never gotten this dick would I have ever admitted my feelings to Button? I thought as reached back and wiped up Button’s cum from the blanket. I licked my fingers clean and sighed, “Probably not.”

Suddenly I heard footsteps outside the room and wondered if it was Button coming to check up on me...or maybe he wanted round two?

“I’m sure no one saw us leave, Flash.” I head Bulk explain from the hallway.

Shit! Scoots' step brother. I panicked, grabbed the comforter, my dress, my bra, and Button’s boxers before I dived into the closet. Just then, Bulk and Flash Sentry entered the room...Kissing each other. Fuck, they’re here to fuck...I’m fucking screwed!

Author's Note

OK this chapter does contain underaged drinking...according to the USA, but since DHx is Canada based....maybe Canterlot is in Canada...where the drinking age is 18.

Also yay Button x Sweetie!

And yes, I made Bulk and Flash gay :trollestia:

Chapter 12: Party at Scootaloo's (Part 3) – Bulking Up in a Flash

Bulk and Flash, not exactly the couple I’d expected. Flash did date Sunset for a while, prior to the whole attempt at taking over Equestria, and Flash had shown an interest in both versions of Twilight. I’m also pretty sure he was dating Dinky’s older sister, Derpy. So maybe Flash was biseuxal?

I was so lost in my musings I had missed them beginning to strip. The sight of the toned orange skin of Flash and the white muscles of Bulk was enough to renew my erection. I sat back and began to stroke it. If I’m gonna be stuck here for a while, I might as well enjoy myself.

Or you could join in. The perverted part of my mind whispered seductively. The perverted impulses had been strangely quiet for a while, but I kind of liked its suggestion.

“Wait, no,” I whispered quietly to myself. This is their alone time. What would I have done if they barged in on Button and I?

I pondered the question as pants were dropped in the room in front of me. Flash had a well groomed prick nearly the length of my own. The blue fuzz was far from a jungle. The tip was also missing the flap of skin that had accompanied all the dicks I’d seen so far. I’d learn later that it was called being circumcised.

Bulk’s I’d actually seen before. I accidentally walked in on him in the bathroom one time. Though I’d been so embarrassed I hadn’t gotten a good look at it. Where it lacked in length it made up for in girth. It was wider than my own. The blond pubes were practically non existent and though the shaft was white, the tip had a roseyer color.

Both looked good enough to eat...or stick in my ass...or both in both. I’ve yet to try two at a time. I guess I had my answer: I’d ask them to join in. But that was me. That is how I’d react. Bulk and Flash might not ask me to join. So I ignored my pervert side and was content to just watch the show and beat off. If I came I could used Button’s discarded cup that had made its way into the closet with me...then I’d have a snack too.

“Wow,” Bulk marveled at Flash’s dick, “I’ve wanted this since junior year.”

“I thought I was into just girls back then.” Flash replied smoothly, confirming my bi theory, as he planted another kiss on the body builder, “But you’re the best fitness instructor I’ve ever had.”

Bulk blushed and sat on his bed, not even questioning the lack of blanket. He spread his legs, presenting to me...not that he knew since I was hiding in the closet. On cue Flash knelt in front of Bulk. My view of Bulk’s bulb was replaced by Flash’s fine ass. A moment later Flash’s head began to bob up and down.

Picturing my dick penetrating his ass as he sucked off Bulk I matched his stride with my strokes. I bit my hand to keep from making noise. I never thought guy on guy sex would be such a turn on, but if anything these past few days have taught me I swing every which way and am into some very kinky things.

Bulk moaned in a way that sounded more like he was yelling, but somehow still sexy. He and I were close when the worst possible thing happened: My phone rang. I must have scooped it up long with my dress. The very loud recording of AB, Scoots and I singing our theme song could be heard clearly in the bedroom beyond the closet. Fuck me.

Flash immediately ceased his blowjob. Frantically he looked around the room. From his face I could tell he hadn’t exactly told the world he was into dudes too. Bulk’s face was red with anger as he stood from the bed and slammed open the closet door, nearly breaking it in the process.

“Looks like we’ve got ourselves a peeping tom.” He spat, “Sweetie Belle?”

“I-I can explain. There was a dare, Button and I, I panicked.” I stuttered.

“Save it.” He bellowed, but his anger was waning.

“It was an accident. I’m sorry.” I pleaded.

“Just, just don’t tell anyone I like guys, ok.” Flash said solemnly, almost pleading.

Then they both noticed two things. One I was naked. Two I had a very erect penis. As I watched them stare at it a glop of precum dribbled on to the floor. Bulk’s demeanor immediately changed.

“No, we can’t let her off that easily.” he replied deviously, “She interrupted our time, now she needs to do something for us. Both of us.”

“A-Anything.” I begged, I think I know where this is going and I truly mean anything if it involves those fine pieces of man meat.

“I need to get rid of my blue balls and the ones of my boyfriend Flash,” Bulk began, the aforementioned BF blushing at being referred to like that, “He has never put his dick in the back door.”

So it’s Sweetie sandwich time then?

“I did say anything.” I asserted, dropping my innocent act.

“I see why Scootaloo finally added you to her little fuck group.” He jeered, “You’ve got some balls.”

“Very nice balls.” Flash commented meekly.

At that bulk took his position back on the bed. This time I knelt before the older male. I’d been wrong when I said his cock was not very long. In the time it had been in Flash’s mouth it had nearly doubled in size. I was nearing the length of Luna’s strap-on and I wondered where it all went when it wasn’t erect.

I quickly leaned in and began to put the impressive cock in my mouth. I was long halfway down when the tip hit the back of my throat. And then suddenly, Flash slammed me from behind. He’de lubed his dick with precum, but he had not prepared my anus. I was lucky Luna had abused it so much or it would have been a bit more painful.

The force of Flash suddenly and quickly bottoming out, forced Bulk’s cock down my throat. I gagged around it, but knew he was not gonna pull out. If anything my gags were only massaging his cock.

I made an attempt to begin sucking when Bulk stood up. Flash had to step backwards to keep from falling over, and slid a little bit out of my ass. I was now suspended in the air between their cocks like a human chinese finger trap. My arms and legs dangling limply at my sides. Though tears streamed down my face, messing up my mascara, I was eagerly awaiting what they were going to do next.

Bulk and Flash grabbed me around the torso. Bulk pushed me backwards with a grunt of pleasure, his cock freeing itself from my throat. At the same time I was thrust back on to Flash’s cock. I moaned around the thick member, which was pretty much all I could do. I was their plaything.

Flash then thrust me back the other way, his gunts less primal, but still lustful. I slid off his cock and Bulk’s bulk once again entered my awaiting throat. They then repeated the action over and over, progressively getting faster. My limbs swing back and forth as my body was moved. As uncomfortable as it sounds, I was truly enjoying it and lost in my own enjoyment.

Bulk was the first to unload. Rope after rope of his thick cream emptied directly into my stomach. I didn’t even have to swallow as his dick was pretty far down my throat. Next to cum was flash, unloading quick bursts of cum into my ass. I felt drips began to fall down my legs when it was finally too much for me. My body, which had been used as a cum dumpster by Scoots’ step brother and Derpy’s boyfriend, unloaded its own stream of cum onto the floor. I moaned around Bulk’s softening cock as my eyes rolled back in my head.

Bulk then gingerly removed me from both members and set me on the bed. My throat was raw, my ass hurt, and my dick still twitched leaking the last bit of cum, but I was too lost in the very odd orgasm to care. Exhausted I drifted off to sleep.

*** *** ***

I guess Bulk and Flash left me there, because I woke up still leaking their cum about 30 minutes later. They had been nice enough to cover me with the comforter I’d moved to the closet. The party was still raging downstairs. Even though I was still groggy from my impromptu nap I pulled myself up and found my phone. I had 36 missed calls from Scoots, 20 from Dash, and 12 from AB.

There was also more than a few text messages. One was from Dash and had a pic of an adorably embarrassed Button wandering the party naked. The caption read ‘I hid his clothes. LOL, if you get this, tell him they are in the basement behind the water heater.’

Another was from Scoots. It had a short video of a very drunk Applebloom fucking her equally drunk brother in another bedroom. The well hung sibling simply shouting “Eyup!” with increased enthusiasm. The caption was fittingly: ‘Eyup.’

The last bunch were from Rarity. She had sent me several pics of her modeling various lingerie. There was a text at the end asking “Which do you like best?’ but it was followed by another text saying ‘Made one more after these that I know you’ll just love. Keeping it a surprise. ;) See you at midnight.’ The series of texts had renewed my erection, so I found my drink cup on the nightstand and beat off in to it. Partially to AB and Big Mac, but mostly to my sister. I still felt aroused from what happened to me earlier so it didn’t take much to make me cum and spray my hot jizz directly into the cup, mixing with the room temperature beer. The perversion of the action sent a tingle down my spine that made me shiver.

Just as I got out of Bulks bed my phone buzzed with a new text from Diamond Tiara of all people. How did she even get my number? It read ‘I know you’re at this party. Meet me in the basement. We need to talk.’ So I guess I was going to see what she wanted. I left the room and went to the bathroom to freshen up, before redressing and rejoining the party while sipping on my cum infused beer.

Author's Note

ok, ok Flash is bisexual, not gay.

Also, I think I just made Flash jewish by being circumcised. :rainbowhuh: I know there is more than just religious reasons one gets circumcised, but I think the term is different.

Chapter 13: Party at Scootaloo's (Part 4) – Wallflower

On my way back downstairs I remembered I left my fishnet stockings in Scootaloo’s room and ducked in to grab them. I kind of wish I hadn’t. In the time between my dare and the end of the game a very interesting event was taking place in Scoots’ room. Sugarcoat lay on the bed naked, except for Gilda’s borrowed panties still on her face. It looked like several spurts of boy cum had joined Gilda’s wet mark in the time gap as well.

That still wasn’t the most shocking thing in the room. That award went to Dinky. She had removed her overalls, so she too was naked. Her well maintained blond triangle of pubs was free for all to see. The smaller framed female was standing over Sugarcoat with a face red with embarrassment, but a smile that showed enjoyment. Next to the bed was a laptop open and facing the bed.

“Y-you sure you want me to do this?” She asked nervously.

“Yeah, it's fine. You said you’d do what the viewers paid for. Discordant1 paid for a golden shower.” Sugarcoat said bluntly, “I could always pee on you, but you were the one who said: ‘I have to go to the bathroom anyways.’ Get on with it Kinky Doo.”

“Nnnnngah.” Dinky murmured, as yellow liquid spilled from her vagina, sprinkling down on Sugarcoat’s waiting face.

Not wanting to interrupt whatever was going on I silently crawled on the floor, which was wet and smelled very much like Scootaloo. I found my stockings, thankfully – or perhaps tragically – not soiled by my friend’s discharge and slipped back across the floor as Dinky lost her footing and fell vag first on Sugarcoat's face. The sex streamer taking the opportunity to eat the novice girl out.

As she began to moan with approved I chanced a look at the computer. As assumed, it was open to a sex cam site. One called AnythingYouCamDo.com. Apparently Pervc0at6969 had been streaming for 20 minutes on the stream titled ‘Pervy Stream with New Friend’.

The comments were what you’d expect on a site like that. Discordant1 praised his suggestion: ‘Yes, golden showers, the dirtiest way to bathe.’ Another viewer, P1nkPartySloot, said: 'Dinky? I didn’t know you streamed. You have a bod like your sister. I should make a Congrats on your first sex stream cake for you.’

I had a sneaking suspicion who P1nkPartySloot was: Pinkie Pie. Why wasn’t she at the party?

‘I have to watch the cake twins, Swetie.’ P1nkPartySloot answered my thoughts, ‘*Sweetie. Sorry typing during pleasure.’

At that I left, just as Dinky came, further dirtying Gilda’s discarded undergarment. I had many questions, but I’d likely get none. I just hoped the twins were in bed and not watching the stream as well. Pinkie isn’t that irresponsible, right?

*** *** ***

I descended the stairs and found Dash, Scoots and Gilda talking. I noticed Dash and Scoots were topless and Gilda wore only her GU jacket. With what type of activity was going on at this party, I wasn’t surprised no one noticed. Ok, some guys noticed. I saw a few cell phone flashes, but Gilda and Dash would break conversation to strike a sexy pose whenever it happened. Scoots kind of stared blankly, sipping her own alchoholic beverage.

“I miss anything interesting?” I asked as I walked up, finding my eyes drifting to Gilda’s vagina. It was still glistening and every so often she’d nonchalantly finger herself.

“Take a picture, it last longer, dweeb.” She smirked, noticing my gaze.

I took the cue and actually snapped a picture. She spread her vag and stuck as many fingers as she could in as I took a small burst of photos. More for the spank bank.

Then Scoots noticed me, snapping from her thousand yard stare. I was immediately embraced in a hug that almost spilled my drink. The viscosity of my cum saving it from falling out.

“I was so worried when I found you in my brother’s room.” She nearly sobbed, “Are you ok?”

“Yeah...can’t breath.” I tried to say, and she let go, “I just had an exhausting experience with your bro.”

“Ew, with Bulk? Um...ok.” She said, wrinkling her nose in disgust.

“He’s got a really big cock, but…” I teased.

“Gross I don’t need to know, I don’t want to know. I’m just glad you’re ok.” She fumed.

“What not into him? I thought you liked incest.” I pressed further, enjoying the reactions I was getting.

“Our relationship is completely platonic.” She asserted, her cheeks flaming red, “He’s not my type, and even if he was...he likes guys.”

I decided to back off for now, but I would get an answer to who in her family she fancied to be so into incest. I was legitimately interested, but I wouldn't want to admit something like that in a crowded living room either. Maybe I could withhold letting her orgasm until she tells me?

I was so lost in thought finding out how to get the truth from her later that I didn't notice Scoots looking at the white liquid in my cup.

“What ya drinking?” she asked, raising an eyebrow at the cup’s contents.

“Oh you know...a cock-tail.” I said winking, slurping the sweet, salty, and alcoholic drink.

“Oh? I suppose you could make me some?” She asked seductively, reaching for my lower body and grabbing my dick through my dress.

“M-maybe later, I have another booty call.” I told her, pulling away.

“Who could be more important than your favorite?” She pouted.

“Heh,” I laughed, “Get in line behind Button in terms of favoritism. Its DT and it isn't just the latest call." I started, as if on cue my phone buzzed with another text, "DT has a great ass. Maybe this time I can wreck her pussy.”

“Then can I join ya?” She asked, “I have to see DT beg for your cock. Maybe I should record it.”

“Sure, can you get your cuffs?” I asked.

“I’m gonna love locking DT up.” She said evilly, “There in my room.”

“Right, I almost forgot. Dinky and Sugarcoat are doing a sex stream in there.” I informed her, her face changing from devish glee to frustration, “ Dinky just gave her something called a golden shower. It involved pee.”

“That perv! I told her last time not to do that in my room!” She screamed drawing the attention of Dash and Gilda before storming off up the stairs.

“Lover’s quarrel?” Gilda teased.

“No, Sugarcoat and Dinky are doing kinky stuff in her room. She’s not a fan.” I explained.

“Pervcoat bagged Dinky?” Dash interjected, “I won the bet.”

“Dammit, stupid white whale.” Gilda muttered. At my expression she explained, “Sugarcoat is the only Delta Zeta who hasn’t offered me their vag. Outright refuses to let me munch her carpet. I thought this would be the party where I scored with her.”

“I knew better.” Dash teased, “That’s why Gilda’s ‘Gilded Carpet’.”

“Seriously though, why the novice over me? I could only get my pinky finger in her crotch on Snip’s dare. She was so sensitive she came right then.” Gilda ranted.

“Anyways,” Dash breathed, changing the subject, “Based on the aroused and naked Button, I assume you two had fun, but I did ask for proof.”

I flipped to the facial and ass POV shot on my phone to show them.

“Damn, didn’t think that little frame could take you completely up the ass.” Gilda commented.

“Can you send me those?” Dash asked, “I need more pics in my collection to rub off to.”

“Promise you won't post them online?” I asked.

“Delta Zeta has a strict no social media policy. If we find out any pics were circulated without consent, you are banned from out parties. No one at GU wants to be shunned from our parties, they're the best.” Dash explained, “Why do you think Snips was here alone? Snails got banned.”

“Wait, but Sugarcoat is streaming online.” I remembered, “How is that ok?”

“Pervcoat has special permission.” Gilda hissed, “As long as all people present for the stream have consent, she can stream...and she still chooses the Dinky dweeb over me!”

At that I wandered into the kitchen to get a refill on my drink. I wasn't about to cum into my cup again, but there was enough still coating the sides to make the alcohol tolerable enough to consume. I also grabbed a slice of pizza. I was in no rush to get to DT. Her Mistress needed to show that arrogant snob some discipline. I’d respond to her booty call, but when I felt like going. I’m not her bitch, she’s mine. I also had to wait for Scoots to get her cuffs.

Before leaving the kitchen I noticed Wallflower Blush was posing naked on the counter as several GU and CHS students did body shots off her. She had come a long way from her grudge on Sunset Shimmer, but from the reactions of the students post shot, she was still very forgettable...even while stark naked.

“Can I have a shot?” I asked, my question startling her to the point where she nearly fell off the counter.

“Sure.” she replied picking up the salt shaker and a lime, before pouring a new shot of tequila, “where do you want to lick the salt from?”

I thought on her question. I’d never done a body shot before, I just knew what it was from film and TV. Hmm, I can lick the salt from any part of her? I wonder if she’d go for a very sensitive spot?

“Since you’re, um, naked. Why not your pussy?” I tried.

“Hmm, might be a bit slick, if you know what I mean, but sure. ” she answered casually, shaking salt on her crotch as she put the lime in her mouth and laid back.

Blushing I moved to the edge of the counter and licked the salt from her clearly aroused slit. The saltiness mixing with her own sweet juices. Next I took the shot from her hand and poured it down my throat. The burn of alcohol southing the remaining rawness from Bulk’s cock. I finished off by planting a very passionate kiss on her lips, using my newly skilled tongue to eat the lime from her grasp. All in all, not a bad experience...I’m just not a fan of hard liquor.

When I was done she sat up blushing, “That was the best shot this evening. You acted as if I was actually here not just a lifeless counter.”

“No problem.” I said winking at her as I made my way to the backyard.

I'll need to stop by again in a bit to have more intimate fun...if she's up for it. I mused on my way out, but my mind recalled her aroused pussy, The way she's leaking her arousal on the counter, I'm pretty sure she will be.

*** *** ***

Outside in the pool there was a chicken fight between Toola Roola on Rumble’s shoulders and Fleetfoot on Spitfire’s shoulders. Guess they aren't expecting more guests or other people are managing admissions. I wish I’d brought a swimsuit so I could join in the next round, but I didn’t.

You could always join in naked. My mind suggested. I sighed, Maybe later, for now I’ll watch.

The DZ team ended up the victors and the four paired off to claim their prizes. Toola was in for some of Spitfire’s patent pending, fingering torture while Rumble was about to get his dick wet from the sluttiest girl at GU….which is saying a lot based on the people I knew who went to GU. I opted to break the news to Scoots lightly, since she had a crush on Rumble. After his time with Slutfoot, I don’t think she had much of a chance with him….though I’ve been wrong before. Then again if push comes to shove I could cheer her up. I am her Mistress after all.

*** *** ***

After the chicken fight I decided to find Applebloom. I wanted to see how she was doing after having sex with her brother. I found her in the bathroom puking her guts out. I guess she can’t hold her liquor. Her brother was kind enough to hold her hair back as she wretched. From the doorway I could tell AB had not put her panties back on, instead they were hanging slightly out of her brother’s hoodie pocket. I guess he was taking a momento.

“I’ll take her from here, Big Mac.” I told him as I approached, “You enjoy the party.”

“Eyup.” he responded with a bit of a slur as he left, panties still in his pocket.

“You feeling alright?” I asked, concerned for my friend.

“Yeah.” She replied horsely before puking some more.

As Big Mac had done I held her hair back to keep it from getting messy until she was finished. Finally she was done and sat against the wall panting. I leaned over and flushed the toilet. I watched the mostly white contents flow down the drain before before addressing my friend again.

“So, how was he?” I asked.

“So big,” she slurred, still quite drunk, as she held her hands apart to show an impossibly long cock, “So filling. Don’t worry,” she paused to put one hand on my waist and burp into her other, “Ah’ll still take yours, but mah bro is mah favorite.”

“Really now?” I asked as I used the hand on my crotch to help her up. It made me wonder as well as feel a little bit of jealousy towards him.

“Yeah,” she beamed drunkenly, “Ah found out why he’s called Big Mac. Ah just ain’t gonna try to take his load in mah mouth again.”

“Let's get you some water and some food,” I suggested as we began to move back towards the kitchen.

“Okay.” she mumbled, burping again right in my face. Her breath smelled of acid and old cum.

“Ok and maybe some gum or a breath mint.” I said, holding back my own vomit.

“Yer a really good friend, Sweetie.” she said as we walked, “Ah mean it. Ah’ll even let ya have a go at Mac if ya want.”

“I may take you up on that offer.” I laughed, “But I have another engagement right now.”

“Right, right, Button.” she recalled.

“No, that is done already.” I informed her, “It was everything I’d hoped it’d be and more. Right now Scoots and I are gonna meet up with DT.”

“Really?” She asked, the statement almost sobering her up, “Whah?”

“Well she can be quite malleable when it comes to getting my cock. I like it when she begs.” I explained, pouring a glass of water and grabbing some pizza, “Scoots wants to film her being submissive.”

“Can Ah come?” she asked, stumbling a bit in her walk as I lead her to the living room.

“Maybe next time, right now you need to take it easy.” I told her as Dash and Gilda noticed us. Together we helped her to the couch.

“She had a bit too much to drink, make sure she is safe. If you feel she should go home, call AJ or find her brother.” I mentioned to the two girls, who looked as if they had dealt with something like this before.

“Don't worry, we’ve got her.” Gilda comforted, showing far more care for my friend than I thought she could.

By that point Scoots had returned from her room, her bottoms now missing and replaced with her strap-on and her cuffs were in her hand. She also wore her backpack. I guessed it held other toys she wanted to use on DT.

“What took you so long?” I asked.

“I managed to negotiate Sugarcoat paying for a cleanup crew for the whole house and never do piss play stuff in my room, ever again…” she began, slumping with a resigned sigh, “In exchange for seven soiled panties, my athletic shorts, and a promise that I’ll appear in a stream next weekend. I really need a cock in me, but I’ll settle for putting this strap-on into DT.”

“Have fun ya two.” AB cheered wildly from the couch as Scoots and I made our way to the basement. She immediately doubled over in another round of vomit.

“Shit, someone get a bucket...and some towles!” Gilda shouted, but that was the last I heard of the conversation.

Author's Note

I know the title implied more with Wallflower Blush, but her inclusion was a last minute add...the title more refers to how Sweetie is acting in this chapter.

Also Dinky is getting into sex streaming, Walflower can be stark naked and still ignored and we find out what became of Big Mac and AB! :eeyup: :applecry:

Chapter 14: Party at Scootaloo's (Part 5) – Molding Silver

“Wait here,” I ordered Scoots at the top of the of the stairs.

“Aww really?” Scoots exaggerated, trying to look cute. She succeeded, but I wasn't gonna relent.

“I’ll call you when it's time.” I placated, surprising her with a short kiss, “She wants to talk first.”

Leaving Scoots at the top of the stairs I entered the basement. The basement was a large rectangle with a TV, couch and DVD library in the corner. Across from that was a small bar where a Delta Zeta sister made drinks. The center was occupied by two large pool tables. Several students from both schools were engaging in a friendly game on one table while the other had bets placed.

DT and Silver Spoon were lounging on the sofa waiting. Instinct made me wonder what they were up to, but I remembered I had Diamond, and soon to be Silver too, under my heel. She was my bitch. A bitch that was currently wearing a sleeveless dress and her cum stained jacket. Silver Spoon wore a simple pale purple, skin tight, dress.

“Took you long enough.” Diamond muttered annoyed as I approached.

“Excuse me.” I fumed, partially as an act. She needs to know just where she stands in our unique relationship.

“Uh, um,” DT sputtered, her need to seem powerful fighting with her want to be dominated, seeing as how she just noticed the completely respectless way she addressed me, “Took you long enough, M-Mistress.”

“Better,” I replied, “What did you want?”

Diamond took a deep breath, obviously not wanting to ask me what she was here to ask me.

“I...we...well Spoon.” she began.

“I want to take you up on your offer,” Silver Spoon blurted, a blush forming on her cheeks that clashed with her silver glasses, before sheepishly adding, “Please M-Mistress?”

Huh, so Silver Spoon wants a heaping spoonful of my cum? Didn’t think she’d take me up on that. Not that it’s a bad thing. She is quite the cutie after all with her glasses.

“Well, since you asked so nicely I might just fulfill your wish. At least if you know how to behave.” I teased stepping in close to her so that my breath was touching her face, making her glasses fog. I smirked at that sign of weakness as she was completely insecure and blushing heavily. “If you know just what you are in our relationship,” I continued on before closing the gap between her quivering lips and kissing her.

She relented to my advances and melted into the kiss almost instantly. Her mouth tasted like wine and cheese. We parted our lips and I moved my hand up her lap, under her dress, exploring just what kind of treasure lay beneath.

“Naughty, naughty, you’re not wearing any panties.” I purred, moving my wandering fingers into her waiting snatch, it was already dripping with arousal and my fingers parted it easily. So moist, so inviting. Just so easy to take. It makes me wonder if I really am the first seeing how easily Silver Spoon is spreading her legs at the slightest offer.

“P-panty lines would r-ruin the outfit.” she muttered, moaning softly from my minimal ministrations.

I could feel my cock begin to harden. Dominance against my former bullies was seriously turning me on. A lump was appearing on the front of my dress.

“Oh? Is that really it? Were you not hoping for my touch? It certainly feels to me like you want this. Your cunt does speak truthfully, other than your insulting mouth.”

“Should we being doing this in such a public place?” Diamond suddenly interjected, her own cheeks sporting a slight blush.

The comment snapped me back to reality. The alcohol was messing with my judgement. To be fair I didn’t expect anyone to be in the basement. I glanced down at the tent pitching in my dress and it was my turn to blush. I can’t make it back to the second floor like this! As much as I loved having sex in public, I was not ready to reveal to everyone at the party that I had a dick. I’d have to be as drunk as AB was to do that.

I pulled out my phone and texted Scootaloo to come down. A moment later she was standing next to me, more than ready to lock the cuffs around DT and Silver Spoon.

“Scoots, is there someplace more private we can do this without going back upstairs?” I whispered.

“You can use my Dad’s ‘Sex Cave’ like Big Mac and AB did.” Scoots shrugged, walking to a wall and sliding open a hidden door.

We all filed in the room and Scoots closed the door behind us. I recognized the room from the video on my phone. The room was a small square with an orange carpet and a queen size waterbed.

“Why does your dad even have this room?” Diamond asked as she stood against the concealed door.

“What? My dad’s a player.” Scoots beamed, “He used this room to cheat on my mom and still uses it to cheat on Bulk’s mom...Don’t tell Bulk. It’s completely soundproof, no one outside this room will hear us, we can let loose if we want.”

“How do you know about it?” I asked as I slipped out of my dress.

“I saw him go in it once with my aunt. He told me all about it and even let me watch a few times.” Scoots explained, winking at me as if trying to convey some double meaning, but it was lost on me.

“So,” I began, moving towards Silver Spoon who had taken a seat on the bed, “Where were we?”

“I wasn’t wearing panties.” Spoon provided, beginning to remove her dress as well.

“Don’t.” I ordered sternly and she froze.

“B-but I might mess up the dress.” She pleaded, “I was gonna return it tomorrow.”

“And I don’t care, so leave it on.” I ordered again, “Cum stains are a memento of our time together. Even thinking of refusing would be a grave insult and be punished accordingly. Even DT is wearing the cum on her jacket with pride and without bitching around. Isn’t that right DT?”

“Y-Yes Mistress.” DT muttered submissively.

“Yes Mistress.” Spoon repeated, putting her dress back on.

“Good. Besides that, you are rich anyway. You don’t get to care and bitch about such things. If push came to shove say it was damaged and pay the price for it, or beg your parents to do so. Now let’s get back to our little warm up before the main event.”

I then moved next to her and slid my hand under her dress, beginning to finger her again. I was rewarded with a series of soft moans and her cheeks growing redder. She fell back on the bed panting heavily. Behind me I heard Scootaloo open her cuffs.

“While they are busy, “ Scoots began, adopting the same dominant persona as I did, “I get to repay you for all your years of torment.”

“No thanks, I’ll wait my turn.” Diamond replied passively.

I ceased my fingering of Silver Spoon, much to her dismay. I wonder if she was close. I see why Spitfire likes this method of torture.

“Did you just talk back to your mistress?” I asked Diamond, glaring at her, “Bad girl.”

“N-No, you’re my m-mistress. Just to Slutaloo over there.” DT protested.

“I think you misunderstand, if you want my cock at all. Scoots, Applebloom, and I are all a mistress to you! You have to treat us ALL with respect and cower before us! So don’t think for just a moment you stand on even ground, or heaven forbid ABOVE any of US!” I shouted, “Now apologize!”

“I-I’m sorry.” She muttered. I crossed my arms and growled angrily. “M-mistress Sweetie.”

“I meant to her.” I said pointing at Scootaloo.

DT nearly popped a blood vessel in frustration, but finally relented as my glare cowed her sufficiently, “S-sorry for calling you a slut, M-Mistress Scootaloo.”

“I like submissive DT, “ Scoots cooed, “But I don’t believe you’re really sorry.”

“N-no, I am, I am!” She pleaded.

Scoots grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to the other side of the bed. Scoots took off her bag and fished out a riding crop. At the sight of it Diamonds eyes went wide, but her cheeks went red. If I guessed correctly what Scoots was about to do, her other cheeks would be just as red soon enough.

As Scoots had her lay belly down on the bed I went back to fingering Silver Spoon. I watched my friend pull up her dress to reveal that DT was also going commando. And she called Scootaloo a slut...ok Scoots is a bit of a slut to be fair, but pot calling the kettle black much?

I subconsciously stopped my ministrations when Scoots wound up for a swing of the riding crop. I flashed back to the very rough experience with Luna. My dick twitching with excitement at the memory.

“Your Mistress!” Scoots yelled. SMACK! Diamond let out a soft whimper, “Is not!” SMACK! This time a moan from her victim, “A slut!” SMACK! Moan. SMACK! Moan. SMACK! And DT came from the stimulation the pain brought on alone. That alone certainly proved the point quite nicely of who was the slut here.

“Yeeeeeessss, I’m sorry mistress Scootaloo. I’m the slut, not you!” She said as she came, splattering Scootaloo’s legs, “Now please, please stick it in. Strap-on or Sweetie’s dick. Ass or vagina, just please stick it in me Mistress! I need it!”

“That’s a good girl.” Scoots purred as she slammed her strap-on into DT’s still convulsing crotch, getting another loud moan from DT.

“Please continue Mistress.” Silver begged, and I snapped my attention back to my own pet. My own unbroken pet.

I redoubled my efforts and before long I could hear Silver moaning, close to orgasming. I stopped again. I moved her so she was propped up against the wall before getting close, slapping her cunt with my erect cock, making her whimper.

“Now, what are you? If you are good and answer the question correctly I will fuck you. Nice, long and hard. I will give you just what you desire. What are you in our relationship. A little hint, it starts with ‘B’,” I asked grinning as I humped against Silver Spoon’s pussy teasingly, rubbing directly against her clit and making her bite her lip to stifle a moan as she tried to concentrate on the question.

“I-I, um, I a-am, y-your bitch,” the glasses wearing rich girl answered with a stutter and heavy blush as she just submitted to me completely and with that sealed her fate.

Just that one little word and I instantly sunk my shaft into her before she could do as much as react. I didn’t go in slowly either. I ripped right through her with a force that knocked off her glasses. This added stimulus alone was enough to push Silver over the edge. This was clearly her first time having sex too as I did feel her hymen tear right as I claimed her body. I sure love virgins. It is rather nice to be the first to turn them into a drooling mess and rob them off their innocence. Well, the little bit Silver Spoon might have had left from masturbating seeing as she is going commando shamelessly. In any case I kept pounding her through her orgasm without giving her any time to recover, sending her into a second one. The intensity only matched by Scootaloo’s pounding of DT as we pretty much fucked these sluts alongside each other.

Scoots and I climaxed at the same time too. For her she came around her strap-on. I of course fired rope after rope of hot seed into Silver Spoon’s virgin canal, giving it its first taste of seed. I was practically defiling her and she loved every minute of it as she came as well. Her orgasming cunt hereby was milking my dick of its sweet cream. As I continued to empty into her she was rocked by a fourth orgasm. Wow she’s more sensitive than Scoots. That is rather fun. I really should abuse that fact in our future sessions.

I pulled my dick out of Silver’s well fucked slit, letting the cum dribble onto the bed. She still hadn’t come down from the four simultaneous orgasms. Scoots pulled out of DT’s vagina and was readying herself for round two in her ass, but I had other plans.

“Diamond Slut, eat the cum out of her.” I commanded, pointing at her grey-skinned friend.

“I d-don’t like girls that way.” She pleaded, but Scoot’s was having none of that.

“Do it, Slut!” my friend chimed in, punctuating ‘Slut’ with another hit of the riding crop before continuing, “Sweetie told me about how much of a cumguzzler you are!”

“S-sorry Mistresses.” Diamond apologized, climbing on to the bed to eat the creampie I had prepared for her in Silver’s cunt.

As she began to explore her friend’s folds I walked over to Scootaloo.

“Seven pairs of panties is a lot of orgasms,” I commented, planting a kiss on Scoots lips and unclipping her sloppy strapon, “Coupled with the eating out dare I heard about. We beat our record yet?”

“So far, we’re at 23.” She told me as we parted.

“Time to beat a record. Honestly, I think you have played the dominant for too long. Time you turn back into a submissive slut,” I purred, lifting my small framed friend into the air and impaling her unceremoniously with my cock in her very aroused slit.

I moved to the wall for added support as I moved Scoots up and down on my prick. It was the most heavy lifting I’d done during sex, but it was well worth it as it gave me the feeling of being powerful and extra dominant. Additionally Scoot’s overorgasmed pussy was too easy to bring over the edge. It didn’t even take a minute of fierce poundings into her used twat which was practically begging and pulling me into her sopping hole deep with each plunge. She came soaking my crotchless panties. The vice grip of her 24th orgasm pulled me over the edge as well and I filled her hot, hungry cunt with my seed in no time as we both called out each other’s names in pure bliss. As we came down from our orgasms, I set Scoots back on the ground.

“YEEEES! TIARRRA! RIGHT THERE!” Silver belted, the sensations of her four consecutive orgasms culminating in another huge one. She pressed her friend’s face into her oversensitive slit as girlcum gushed out, soaking both the spoiled rich girl’s dresses.

No way they can return those dresses tomorrow, though I wish I was the one staining them. I thought as I marveled in the scene before me. The look on Silver’s face as she orgasmed, and the muffled moans from Tiara, renewed my erection. I can’t wait to cum in both of them again. Either that or maybe over them this time. It could help to really ruin the dresses. Maybe even blow on these cute glasses while I’m at it.

When Silver came back down from her explosive orgasm, she was wiped out. I guess it takes practice to be a multiorgasmic slut like Scoots and to last through 24 orgasms. I became very impressed and secretly jealous of the kind of training Dash and the rest of Delta Zeta had done to my friend to increase her stamina. Maybe I should do some training too to increase my stamina and sperm production to keep up?

“Ok, Slutty Spoon, take a break.” I conceded, I didn’t want her falling asleep, “Scoots, get next to her on the bed.”

“Yes, Mistress Sweetie.” Scoots saluted as she climbed on the bed next to Silver, who was still lost in her afterglow.

“How are you her Mistress and ours if she is also our mistress?” Diamond panted indignantly as she stood up, her defiance rearing its ugly head.

Seems like it is time for some discipline.

“Pecking order, cum dumpster, that’s how.” I retorted, “Did I say you could get up?”

“N-no,” she stuttered, “But isn’t it my turn to ride the real cock?” there was a brief silence before she quickly added, “R-right Mistress?”

“You are correct.” I said with a sinister smile, “But your other mistress needs to be cleaned up, too.”

I saw defiance fight with need for my cock as DT slowly laid back on the bed. She placed her face in Scoots’ freshly made cream pie and began to eat. She showed far more enjoyment of the act than she let on and before long Scoots moaned under her probing tongue. I lined my dick up with her asshole and teased her by nudging the slick tip of my hard prick against the puckered opening.

For a moment I almost chose to tear her ass up again, but instead I gave her sphincter one last teasing nudge before slamming my cock into her dripping pussy until I hilted at my balls. She moaned into Scoot’s vagina as her face was pushed further into Scoots’ folds. The moan seemed to travel out of Scoots’ mouth as she too moaned as DT’s tongue worked its magic. The last one to moan was Silver Spoon as Scootaloo had seen fit to finger her, thus lengthening the chain of pleasure further.

My dick now in the warm embrace of my mortal enemies vagina. I began pounding a way with no time to allow her to get used to my length. Over and over I slammed my dick in and out of her. The tip continually pounding against her womb. Each time I thrust DT moaned, being pushed further into Scoots’ honey pot. So once again the moan traveled and my friend would moan as well.

The first to go over the edge again was Silver Spoon. Actually she popped twice more while I pounded Tiara’s posh pussy. Next was Scoots. She was rocked by her 25th orgasm thanks to DT’s tongue. Surprisingly a much smaller volume of girlcum sprayed out on to TD’s face and dress. I guess when you cum so much each time you are bound to run out of fluids when you've cum for the 25th time if you don’t stay hydrated.

As a new layer of girlcum soaked into DT’s designer dress, She was pushed over the edge. The walls of her cock hungry vagina clamping down on my dick milking it until I too was pushed over the edge. I called out in carnal lust as I unloaded rope after rope of hot cum into Diamond Tiara's waiting vagina. After the first few ropes filled her cunt I pulled my dick out, beating off with my hand as I finished the rest of my load on the back of her dress. Giving Tiara another lewd memento and prove who’s bitch she truly was. To top everything off, Silver Spoon came one last time and began to drift off to sleep.

I extracted myself from the mess I made in Diamond's vagina and walked over to Silver’s snoozing face. She wore a content smile and was still blushing as she slumbered. I wasn’t as perverted as Twilight, so I wasn’t about to have sex with someone while they slept. I did however leave a little present on her face. As I stroked my cock I put her glasses back on her face, giving me an attractive target to defile. It didn’t take me too long to groan out again with one final orgasm from my dick. The jizz spurted from my cock on her cute glasses and face. She was so exhausted that she didn't even stir as the cum dripped down the bridge of her nose and fell into her slightly ajar mouth.

Scoots and I got dressed and planned to get back to the party. Which for Scoots meant putting back on her strap-on. While we dressed Diamond climbed further up on the bed and started spooning with Silver Spoon. By the time we we ready to leave, DT was also snoozing soundly.

“I’d kick them out, but they were good little sluts. They can have their rest. “ I sighed as we left the ‘Sex Cave’.

“Fine by me.” Scootaloo agreed, “now before I forget lets go get the footage.”

“Footage?” I asked, very confused.

“Well duh, why would my dad build a secret place to have sex with sluts, if he wasn’t gonna record it?” She condescended. That's what she meant by ‘he lets me watch.’ she watched the recordings. I retaliated for her tone by giving her a light spank. Can’t let her act without respect towards me after all. I was rewarded with a cute “Eep, sorry Mistress” for my trouble. “That's how I sent you the footage of Applebloom going to town on her brother. It records to my dad’s office.”

“Well then, lead the way.” I instructed and we ascended back to the first floor.

Author's Note

More DT domination, this time with Silver Spoon in tow. :rainbowwild:

And the whole Sex Cave might be a bit odd, but hey why not? But I guess Scoots' dad runs one of those back room sex couch things, but with a back room water bed. :pinkiecrazy:

Next chapter we find out who in Scoots family she wants to fuck and is the conclusion to the Party Chapters. :yay:

Chapter 15: Party at Scootaloo's (Part 6) – Fuckathlon (Fucking Triathlon)

“Whoa, Miss Cheerilee, Celestia, Mrs. Harshwhinny, Spoiled Rich, Cinch,” I said out loud as scrolled through the files on Scoots’ father’s computer, “Your dad gets around.”

“Yeah, he does.” Scoots replied deamily. She was now wearing one of her dad’s sweatshirts that he’d left in his office before going on vacation.

“How the hay did he do both Gloriosa Daisy and Gaia Everfree….weren’t they the same person?” I asked as I continued to search the recording of our time with DT and Silver Spoon.

“He’s that good.” Scoots sighed, breathing in her dad’s scent.

I was going to ask her to help when I saw a clip of her alone in the sex cave. My question was lost as the clip peaked my interest. Why is she alone in her dad’s sex cave with a vibrator? Smirking, I clicked play on the clip.

“Oooh, yes, dad, please cum inside. You’re little girl wants to earn her allowance!” the Scootaloo in the clip belted.

My friend stopped sniffing her dad’s sweatshirt and turned bright red. I felt my dick twitch as I watched her mastubate to the thought of her father.

“I thought that I deleted that clip...I, uh said ‘Chad’, yeah Chad…he’s a porn star…” Scoots poorly lied, hiding herself in the sweatshirt.

“So you have a daddy kink?” I teased, seeing right through her. Unable to speak through her embarrassment, Scoots simply nodded. “How long?”

“Getting with Dash was my first taste, she was like a sister to me.” my athletic friend began to explain as she emerged from her Father’s sweatshirt, “Then I found out my dad’s secret and got to watch the recordings. I’ve always been close with my dad, but I started to feel...lets say wet when thinking of his cock pounding me silly in his secret room.” I felt a pang of jealousy as another one of my best friends I love to fuck had a cock they wanted more than mine. She paused and sighed, “But when I asked him...I was turned down.”

I smiled and stood, giving her a hug and a consoling probe of her sweet snatch. She bit her lip before we kissed.

“Thank you, Sweetie,” she sniffled, glancing at the computer’s clock as we parted “but there’s no time for another round. Dash has something special planned for 10 pm in the backyard.”

“After that then my slut.“ I stated as we left the room, hoping the new tent in my dress would go unnoticed. “We’ll get the DT clip then too.”

*** *** ***

As we entered the backyard there was the high pitched whine of feedback from the DJ’s station that bothered the DJ, whom I think was named Neon Lights. It ended and Dash’s voice boomed from the speakers.

“Ladies and gentlemen of Griffonstone University and Canterlot High School.” She began, “It is now time for a Delta Zeta party tradition. A tradition that has been barred from occuring on greek row thanks the prudes in the dean’s office, but we are not on greek row tonight.”

“That’s right Preppies and Dweebs,” Gilda chimed in, “We are bringing back the Fuckathalon!”

The news was greeted with cheers from the GU students, but a collective “Huh?” from all the CHS students.

“It is a very simple and fun contest of sex.” Dash informed after reading the yard, “There are three events. The Cumshot-Put, The Lap Dance Relay, and the Climax Race. I’ll explain each event before they happen, but first teams.”

“Each team must have an even mix of guys and girls to work.” Gilda explained before giving a brief count of the area, “Lets say 10 per team, GU vs. CHS.”

At once people moved to form teams. GU was the first to find 10 people. Spitfire, Fleetfoot, Sugarcoat, Sour Sweet, and Gilda for the girls. Snips, Thunderlane, Trenderhoof, Soarin, and Flash for the guys.

For CHS there was far less willing participants. Dash, who was acting a judge, had to allow CHS Alumni to count as long as they weren’t a student at GU. In the end we had Scoots, Dinky, Wallflower, Sunset Shimmer, and AJ for the girls, but only Big Mac, Featherweight, Rumble, and Tender Taps for the guys. We were short one guy.

“Ok contestants, strip to your birthday suits.” Dash ordered, not noticing the lack of even teams.

“Wait,” Rumble called out, “We only have 9.”

Dash counted the teams again, “Hmm, come on CHS. I promise it will be fun. We just need one more penis in the bunch.” Dash begged, before turning to Toola Roola, “No strap-ons don’t count!”

I looked over at the CHS team and the lack of male students in the area. They were either elsewhere in the house or not at the party.

It’s now or never, Sweetie. I thought, building the nerve to be the final ‘guy’ on the team. “I’ll do it!” I stated stepping forward.

“She already said no strapons.” Toola whispered from next to me as I passed.

I smirked and stripped off my dress, cringing slightly as the garment landed in the pool.

“Don’t worry,” I stated cock-ily, thrusting the half hard member at her, “It isn’t a strapon.”

I walked out and stood with the other CHS guys. Everyone had their eyes on me and my cock. It hardened to full mast from the attention in a matter of seconds.

“And we have our teams!” Dash declared, winking at me.

*** *** ***

It took a few minutes to get ready for the first event. In that time I was mobbed by questions about my newfound strange anatomy.

“Whoa its so perfect.” Dinky gaped, kneeling on the ground to get a closer look at my member. “There isn’t a mole, blemish or imperfection on it.

“Probably because it was created by magic.” I theorized, blushing.

“A magically created dick?” Sunset chimed, “Magic has done weirder things. That sounds like a something both Twilights would be interested in researching.”

“I can confirm one already has.” Scoots piped up, “Sweetie had some great bedside manner from Nurse Twilight the other day."

“Really now?” She giggled, “I guess I owe Pinkie a taste of my pie. I thought she was asexual...stupid bet.”

Her pie? Like the food or her pussy? With Pinkie I had the feeling it could go either way.

“Con-sex-tants, please lend me your ears and curb you sexual desires for the moment. Event one is ready to begin.” Dash called from the stage, ending the conversation there. “Welcome to the Cumshot-Put. Can I have the Guys from each team, and Sweetie, line up at the line of tape facing the pool.”

We did as told and I got in the back of the line for the CHS team.

“This contest is all about the distance you can shoot your cum.” Dash went on, “The farthest cumshot wins it for their team. There is a special house rule however: if the cum lands in the pool over 10 yards away, you get an instant win.” Dash paused dramatically before going on, “Now I like to assume the guys masturbate quite frequently and believe if they alone stroke their cocks for us they can reach the pool, however they will not be the ones stroking….That would be no fun. Guys pick one of the females from your team to do the deed. Gals feel free to do whatever it takes to get the best shot.”

At that there was a minute or two of picking our strokers. Dash had to mediate the fact that I counted as a male in this event and could not be a stroker. Finally everything was settled. I ended up with Scoots as my stroker.

Up first from the GU was Snips and a very displeased Spitfire. She wrinkled up her nose at the thought of having to stroke Snips’ dick. Well that and it smelled rancid even from a few feet away. Clearly Snips was not big on hygiene. Spitfire knelt in front of him to get into position and had to breath through her mouth to keep from puking. Still in front of him, mouth open, her hands nowhere near his prick Snips came. The well placed accidental shot landed right in her waiting mouth. Her scream was likely audible in Yakyakistan as she lived up to her nickname and spit out his load before puking the contents of her stomach.

“Oh and a disappointing start for GU as Snips lets slip his stinky shit into his stroker’s mouth. Zero yards...and someone get Spitcum a breath mint.” Dash commentated as the first CHS pair stepped up.

Next was Featherweight being stroked by Dinky. The petite 18-year-olds were nearly the same shade of red as Dinky began to stroke. 30 seconds later Feather let out a shuddering sigh as his cum spurted 0.76 yards.

“And that puts CHS in the lead...a small lead, but a lead nonetheless. Don’t worry Featherweight everyone has an off day.” Dash commented.

From there not much was notable. The teams were Thunderlane and Gilda (3 yards), Big Mac and AJ (9.5 yards), Flash and Sugarcoat (2 yards), Rumble and Wallflower (disqualified, Wallflower’s invisibility strikes again), Trenderhoof and Sour Sweet (8.3 yards), Sunset Shimmer and Tender Taps (5 yards), and Soarin and Fleetfoot (9.7 yards).

It was all up to me. GU had just barely taken the lead from Big Mac’s impressive shot. There was two other events, but I had to prove I was worth subbing in for the CHS guys.

“You beat 9.7 yards I’ll wear a wireless vibrator at graduation and I’ll let you hold the controller.” Scoots whispered as encouragement as she began to stroke.

The devious idea of making Scootaloo cum on stage as she gets her diploma was enough to get my juices flowing. My dick, which had softened while waiting for my turn, was back at full mast. It was not long before my friend’s skillful hands brought me to my brink. Just as I was about to cum I felt Scoots finger wiggle into my ass and pressed on a very sensitive location I didn’t even know existed. All orgasms until this point paled in comparison to this one. I moaned loudly as shivers ran down my spine. My knees gave out and a began to fall over as my body was rocked with pleasure. My cum spurted into the air and into a wide arch as my vision blurred from orgasmic bliss.

Not a word was spoken as everyone waited for the cum to land. You could hear a pin drop it was so quiet. As I panted in my afterglow a soft bloop was heard as the cum landed in the pool to accompany the dress I had neglected to retrieve.

“Whoa.” Dash stated simply breaking the silence, “I added that house rule in last minute, but I guess that means CHS wins the first event.”

CHS students cheered triumphantly and my team hoisted my body as I came back to my senses. Drips of still flowing semen dripping on them, but they didn’t seem to care. One event down, two to go.

*** *** ***

The pool walkway was hosed down and the contestants were given a quick, very cold shower to help us have a fair chance at the next contest. Once we dried off Dash came back on the PA system to explain the next event. As she did some of her sorority sister set up two chairs.

“The Lap Dance Relay. This is an interesting one.” Dash began, “Each team picks the guy they think would last the longest without blowing his load. They then have to last the longest while receiving a lap dance from the opposite team.”

On her insistence the teams went to opposite side of the yard to figure things out.

“I think Sweetie should be our ‘guy’.” Scoots suggested, clearly biased in her choice.

“After that impressive cumshot?” Sunset asked, “Not even a cold shower would reset the nerves in that area. We’d run the risk of losing.”

“I’d have to agree with Sunset on this one.” I replied, “I feel like if someone looks at me with bedroom eyes I’ll cum again.”

“Either gender?” Sunset mused, checking out my package, “Interesting.”

I was going to reply to her when Rumble spoke up, “Honestly she might be our greatest asset as a lap dancer. Not many guys want to admit it, but a girl with a dick is kinda hot...she could be the key to our victory.”

“How ‘bout Big Mac?” AJ suggested, “The way Ah he’e from others, he takes longer ta cum each successive orgasm. Ain’t that right?”

I smirked at her poorly concealed knowledge of what her sister and Big Mac did a few hours earlier. I had the sneaking suspicion AJ was going to ride her brother later...she had already jerked him off in the last contest. It was the next logical step.

“Eeyup.” Big Mac confirmed.

“Then it’s settled, Mac is our pick.” Scoots shouted.

“I here we have the well hung, hunk, Big Mac as GU’s plaything.” Dash announced, “And for CHS trendy Trenderhoof’s your guy. Now the rules are as followed: Each member of the opposing team must run across the yard and give their plaything the best lap dance they can short of any actual penetration. That means no butts, vag, or mouth.”

“Is belly buttons fair game?” Snips asked, interrupting Dashie’s spiel.

“No.” Dash deadpanned, “Snips it wasn’t funny at the last five Fuckathlons, and its still not funny now.” She pause to clear her throat, “Each person gets 30 seconds to try to get their guy to cum then they must go for a quick swim and return to their team and tag in the next player. Ready, set, GO!”

Her “go” was accompanied by a buzzer from Neon Light’s speakers. Scoots and Gilda raced across the lawn. The older female trailing slightly behind my athletic friend. Scoots got to her plaything first and began to strut her stuff for the college preppy. Her moves were very haphazard, but on beat with the song that began to play from the PA system.

“Wow, Squirtaloo you’re fast on your feet.” Gilda commented as she reached Big Mac, “You’d be a shoe in for GU’s soccer team next year.”

“Quit squawking, and start stutting Gilded.” Scoots called back as she began to twerk her toned ass in front of Trenderhoof.

“Wow these girls are feisty. I’ve handled these two in bed before, so Mac and Trender good luck to you both.” Dash interjected.

From what I could tell, Trender was not into her lap dance...he seemed bored. How could he be bored? At least Big Mac is hanging in there. The well hung male was sporting a half-boner, but even Gilda’s more professionally skilled moves weren't getting to him. Perhaps since she’s not related to him?

When their 30 seconds were up Scoots lost her balance and belly flopped into the pool. Gilda gracefully dove into the pool after her.

“Though perhaps not the swim team, dweeb.” She teased as she exited the pool while Scoots recovered.

They were neck and neck getting back to the teams, but this time Gilda was first tagging Snips. Followed shortly by Scoots tagging Wallflower. CHS took the lead again due to Snip’s lack of athletic ability, but the lead was lost as Wallflower’s forgetfulness made for a lack luster lap dance. Snips was shockingly skilled. Since hands were an ok thing to use he skillfully beat Big Mac’s dick along with the song’s drum solo, bringing him to full mast. Their time ended and they dove into the pool.

Next up was Sugarcoat and Featherweight. Both made it to their playthings at the same time and got to work. Sugarcoat putting her cam girl experience to work and was really having an effect on Big Mac. I could see him biting his lip trying not to cum as she danced her bare boobs over his crotch. At least Featherweight had stirred Trender’s dick with his...ballet moves? We aren’t out of this race yet...I guess...

“Ballet vs. Burlesque moves, interesting tactics from both teams!” Dash called out, informing me of what the odd moves Sugarcoat was using were called.

The time ended, they jumped in to pool and returned to their teams.

Up next Sour Sweet and AJ. Sour Sweet began to stroke Big Mac’s impressive prick gingerly while waving her boobs in his face. That might have done him in if Trender hadn’t seemingly taken a shine to AJ. Based on the look on his face he was really enjoying what AJ was doing. She’s produced a lasso from somewhere and had roped it around Trenderhoof. She was practically sitting on his belly and using her back to stroke his dick. When Sour saw what was happening she abruptly squeezed Big Mac’s dick causing him to call out in pain.

“You will cum for me farm hand!” She yelled, yanking his dick in a way that seemed like she was trying to rip it off instead of pleasuring it.

“Yikes Sour we want him to cum, not need to go to the hospital!” Dash half joked as their time mercily ended, Sour’s abuse had lessened GU’s lead.

Next it was going my turn and I faced Spitfire. Trenderhooh looked like he was about to pop. I had this in the bag. Taking the hint from Rumble, I grabbed my own dick and stroked it to the music, making sure Trender could see what I was doing. I turned my back to him, giving the audience a look at what I was up to as I backed up onto his lap. Meanwhile Spitfire was trying to make up for Sour’s temper and was not having much luck. I was so caught up in the moment I misjudged the distance to Trender’s dick. It was so slick with precum that it had breached my anus before I realized I’d gone to far. The sudden tightness of my ass was enough to push him over the edge. Rope after rope filled my ass and leaked down my legs. The hot seed sending my over my own edge and the walkway was graced with my own cum, but the second he had entered me we’d lost the competition.

“And that’s the game, CHS wins!” Dash announced!

“Not so fast, Sweetie used her asshole!” Spitfire called out as she pointed at Trender’s dick still in my ass.

“It was an accident!” I protested, extracting myself.

“Tough break, kid.” Trender replied nonchalantly, simply happy to have his release.

“Dang! Then the game goes to GU!” Dash amended, “Its one to one, next game decides the winner!”

*** *** ***

For the final event of the Fuckathlon a large quilt was brought out onto the grass. Emblazoned on the quilt was the Delta Zeta greek letters along with enough cum stains to give Fluttershy and Treehugger’s carpet a run for its money. We were all told to take a seat on the blanket.

“This fine Quilt of Pleasure has been in storage since the Fuckathlon was banned from greek row.” Dash explained, “It was used every weekend for the Fuckathlon for the final event since it started my freshmen year, 3 years ago.” She smirked as many CHS contestants began to sport grossed out faces, “Don’t worry, we had it washed, but each stain is a pleasurable memory.” She paused and moaned.

I realized she was being fucked by the DJ while masturbating to the competition along with more than a few other members of the audience. Toola was using her strapon to fuck Suri Polomare’s ass while Coco Pommel was eating her out. I saw Lightning Dust feverishly masturbating while Photo Finish got up close and personal to Dust’s slit with her camera. Photo herself being felt up by her interns. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Diamond with a ballgag enjoying the company of her friend Silver Spoon, turned mistress, in the kitchen. It was turning into a real orgy. It was a wonder if anyone was actually watching the events anymore.

“Ehem.” Dash cleared her throat, extracting Neon’s dick from her ass. He stroked it himself for a moment cumming on her back, but she seemed to not care. “Can I have you sex fiend’s attention for a moment? The final event is about to begin!” Dash sighed before muttering, “You decide to act like an egghead for one second and you lose the crowd.” She cleared her throat again and returned to her explanation, “Now the Climax Race. I know by now the gals feel a bit left out. Round one only the guys got off, round 2 only one guy on each team got off, well for round 3 that changes. I’d like all of you to pair up. One GU gal with a CHS dude and one CHS dude with a GU gal. Sit next to each other on the blanket and face the audience. Using only your hands you must bring the other to climax first. The one to climax is out, the one who got them there scores a point for their team, but suffers a bit of blue ball or achy clit. The team to climax the most of the opposing team’s members wins the round.”

At that we paired up. Thunderlane paired with Dinky, Trenderhoof paired with Applejack, Soarin paired with Sunset, Flash paired with Wallflower, Big Mac paired with Gilda, Featherweight paired with Fleetfoot, Rumble paired with Sugarcoat, Tender Tapps paired with Sour Sweet, I was paired with Captain Spitcum, and Scoots was unfortunately paired with Snips...at the very least CHS had one point in the bag if Snip’s history in the competition was anything to go by.

“Ok, on your marks,” Dash bellowed as we sat down, “Get set,” Everyone grabbed hold of their partner’s genitals, I felt Spitfire’s delicate hands grasp my shaft sending it back to full mast as my own hand parted her well groomed slit, “Pleasure!”

On the sound of a buzzer from Neon, we began to pleasure each other. I will just say any and all rumors of Spitfire’s sluttastic skills are true. She really knows how to work a dick, I had to focus on fingering her vagina in order to keep my orgasm at bay. The crowd did not return to their own sexy time as this was the deciding round.

As Predicted Snips came quite easily. Scoots, nearly puking, immediately washed his gross spunk off her hand in the pool. “To no suprise, premature ejactulator Snips is out first.” Dash shamed playfully. Tender Tapps was next to cum. He apparently enjoyed Sour’s violent hadjob more than Big Mac did the previous round. “And next we have the tender tapping sweetheart having a masochist kink costing his team a point. Hey Sour, I hear he’s single.” Dash joked.

“Up yours Dash!” She called back, licking her hand clean.

Trenderhoof and Sugarcoat came at the same time. I think Trender asked AJ out after he came, but I was too focused on Spitfire’s vagina to hear her response. This was confirmed by Dash’s next comment, “Two more points for CHS, I guess skill is not always dictated by age. And Looks like love is in the air for AJ. What was her response?”

“She uh, has too much to handle back on the farm.” Trenderhoof answered sheepishly.

Oh I bet she does, between her sexually experimenting sister and her well hung Brother, I thought as I sped up my pleasuring of Spritcum’s twat. Her strokes increasing in turn.

Sunset was next to climax. She nearly neighed in delight, which didn’t seem odd since she was a pony from Equestria in human form.

“Did someone bring a horse to the party? Oh wait, that’s just Sunset. Bet they heard that back in Equestria!” Dash teased, “You’re quite the whinnyer.”

“Keep talking and you’ll never see me naked again, Dash.” Sunset replied angrily.

“Yeesh, learn to take a joke, bacon hair,” Dash deadpanned, “Not that I don’t have plenty of hot bods to look at, but I would miss yours...so...sorry Shimmy.”

Sunset just shook her head disapprovingly and laid back on the stained quilt enjoying her own afterglow.

Next was Featherweight, his cumshot splattering on Fleetfoot’s face. She greedily licked her face clean before helping him clean the rest of his dick off. “Slutfoot, slow down...you might choke on that cum...or his dick.” RD commented, only slightly concerned for her slutty sorority sister.

Swallowing, Slutfoot replied, “Don’t knock it till you try it, Dash. Choking brings out the best orgasm. Dicks, hands, belts..”

“Yeah, don’t remind me. Gilda likes to choke.” Dash responded.

“You liked it, mmhmmm, Dash!” Gilda chimed in, mid-moan.

“Maybe a little,” Dash admitted, as members of the crowd called out in approval.

A few moments passed before Dinky called out in ecstasy, falling back as she was the next to cum, adding her own girlcum to the stained quilt.

“The winner of most improved orgasm goes to Dinky Doo...or should I say Kinky Doo. Hard to believe her first time was tonight during Truth or Dare, right?” Dash complimented.

“Whoo! Go little sis!” Derpy called from the audience, “After this I’ll buy you a vibrator. Big sis will teach to last ten times longer!”

“Sisters are always the best teachers, aren't they?” Dash cooed. I imagine Derpy began to blush, but I couldn’t see where she was in the crowd. I was also too busy trying to hold back my own orgasm to look thoroughly.

Gilda and Big Mac tied in climaxing next. “With Gilded Carpet and the well hung farmhand cuming together that brings the score to five to four, GU!” Dahs continued to commentate.

I glanced over at Wallflower and Flash as I added a second and third finger to Spitfire’s slit. It looked like Wallflower was bored. Flash on the other hand came a moment after I began to look at them.

“In a flash we are down to the last pair! Futabelle and Spitcum, its all down to you two!” Dash said adding to the tension while at the same time giving me a Delta Zeta sluttified nickname.

I have to win this to make up for the last round. I fingerbanged harder than I had ever before all while trying not to think about Spitfire’s masterful handjob. We were both so close. I closed my eyes and let out a moan, putting my whole fist in Spitfire’s very loose vagina. A turrent of girlcum gushed out around my fist as the once loose walls locked on to my fist. At the same time rope after rope of my hot seed launched into the air. Several landing on myself, Spitfire and some of the other contestants.

As we basked in our collective afterglow a very stunned RD spoke, “Whoa, for the first time in Fuckathlon history we have a definitive tie.” She pause for a moment sticking one hand in her vagina and slowly moving it in and out, “I’d think of a tie breaker, but I think everyone is too horny to sit through another round. Who's up for an end of night orgy?”

I don’t think anyone would pass up that offer. The contestants stood and followed the crowd back inside. As I walked in I saw Spitcum defy her nickname as she pulled some of my cum from her hair and ate it.

Author's Note

This chapter took a bit to write....had to figure out how the events would play out. I also may have been inspired by American Pie: Beta House when it came to this sex inspired event...though with a bit more sex than was used in that movie's version of the competition.

Chapter 16: Party at Scootaloo's (Part 7) – End of Night Orgy

I’d said the spectators of the Fuckathlon were begining to become an orgy while watching. I did not give the term ‘orgy’ enough credit. The scene in Scootaloo’s living room was truly an orgy. From the looks of it the orgy was also happening in the kitchen and dining room. It might have been upstairs and downstairs as well, but without seeing it I couldn’t be sure. The glimpse of Diamond Tiara with Silver Spoon in the window, had only been the tip of the iceberg.

DT was making her dress more dirty as Silver used a vibrating strap-on in her ass while several former victims of DT’s bullying, Twist, Pipsqueek, and Seabreeze were having their way with her. Pip and Sea enjoying the show, wanking their cocks like there was no tomorrow, while Twist and DT were doing what I believe was known as sixty-nining. The sight instantly renewed my hard on.

Clearly, Dash’s invite to an end of night orgy was rhetorical. The orgy was already occurring, had been even before the Fuckathlon only in smaller groups. Now it was starting to include the whole house and every party guest. Was this how all Delta Zeta parties ended?

I didn’t have much more time to ponder or observe as Dinky pulled me over to an open spot on the couch. I sat on it, cringing slightly at the dampness. Either someone spilled a drink or one of the many squirters at the party had been in this spot earlier. That or another fan of piss play. Part of me hoped for the first option, but the rest of me didn’t care as we were about to make it even dirtier.

Dinky stood over me and for a second I thought I’d receive a golden shower like Sugarcoat, but was relieved as she simply lowered her crotch over my face. I immediately got to work probing her tight folds with my tongue. She moaned in delight, cumming on my face and nearly falling backwards, but she was caught by someone blocked by her body.

“Don’t worry sis, I got ya.” Derpy called from behind her, “Sweetie, you just sit back and enjoy.”

I wasn’t about to complain, not that I could as I lapped at Dinky’s juices and further explored her cunt. I knew what was happening immediately as I felt a familiar wet, warmness envelop my cock. Derpy was lowering herself onto my shaft while keeping her younger sister from falling over. Derpy was our mailwoman, I’d seen her deliver cloth and other things to Rarity’s shop, but now I was the one giving her a package. I hope she handles it with care.

I was helpless to the two grey skinned girls as they pinned me to the couch. I moaned into Dinky’s snatch as Derpy’s massaged my member. It was so hot to have two sisters give and receive this pleasure. It only fueled thoughts of the plans for my own sister at midnight. Derpy was moving at a slow and steady pace. A bit of a tonal whiplash from the high adrenaline filled sex competition, but clearly she was going to take her time.

I managed to make Dinky cum four more times, proving her to be as multi-orgasmic and needy as Scoots, though she was it more sensitive. Clearly Ditzy lacked the experience of being a DZ plaything for the past year. Finally Derpy went into her climax as I cleaned up Dinky’s girlcum, bringing the younger sister into her fifth. Derpy gasped loudly, letting go of her grip on her sister. The two tumbled to the floor, my dick slipping from the grey-skinned womanhood. It had still been enough to push me over the edge. Before either naked girl could untangle themselves from each other, I aimed and covered them in rope after rope of my hot seed. With how much I’d cum this evening I was surprised I could still cum this much spunk. They simply giggled basking in their afterglows as I coated them in cum.

*** *** ***

I left the two Doo sisters on the floor of the living room. They were too much into licking my cum off each other to have any more fun with me. By the time I’d made it to the kitchen they had began sixty-nining each other. A lot of people I know are secretly...or rather openly into incest it seems.

In the kitchen I’d found Sunset getting eaten out by Wallflower while eating a plate of cupcakes. Unlike most party goers who didn’t notice Wallflower, even when she was doing sexual stuff, Sunset was moaning, pushing the green haired girl into her snatch while taking a bite of cupcake with her other hand. As I approached Sunset came, dropping the cupcake which rolled down Wallflower’s back and onto the floor. It left a trail of strawberry frosting in its wake.

“O-Oh, Sweetie.” Sunset stammered, blushing, “Enjoying the show?”

I nodded, my dick twitching in agreement.

“Then why not join us?” She asked, “I’d like to try out that magic prick of yours. But first I have a small favor to ask.”

“I’d love to join.” I said, mentally checking Sunset off the list of my sister’s friends I still needed to lay. Wait I’m keeping track of which ones I’ve fucked? “What’s the favor?”

“I promised Pinkie I’d bring her a cupcake from the party. She was stuck home watching the twins” She explained, unaware I already knew, “I want to give her one with a special filling.”

I went bright red the second I pieced together what filling she meant. My dick went to full mast at the thought. It can get bigger?

“In exchange for a piece of your pie.” I answered and Sunset smirked.

“Deal.” She said, getting up. She knelt and licked my shaft from balls to tip, savoring from the taste, “I see you’ve been with Derpy recently. Nice gal, always interested in taking tips for deliveries.” She winked.

I had a feeling Derpy would be getting a nice thick tip from me next time she made a delivery to my sister’s shop. Hell Rarity could join in. We might make her late for the rest of her route, but the thought of the wall-eyed mailwoman sucking me off in uniform was really turning me on...well more than I already was.

I’d been so lost in the fantasy I hadn’t realized that both Wallflower and Sunset had taken a side of my dick and were replacing Derpy’s vaginal juices with their saliva. Sunset stopped, allowing Wallflower to take the whole thing into her mouth.

“Let me know when you are about to cum.” She instructed as she picked up one of the cupcakes from her plate. Using a knife she carefully removed the frosting and hollowed out the base. I nodded, “I’m tempted to make two of these, but I know I’ll get a taste of your cum later anyways.”

Wallflower’s mouth was intense. It was a wonder anyone could forget she existed while she gave things like blowjobs. My attention was 100% on her. I even reached around her and began to finger her leaking slit. Sunset, enjoying the show began to masturbate herself. I was rewarded by her moaning around my member. It almost threw me over the edge.

“Now.” I told her removing my finger and my dick.

Sunset, finger still in her own snatch picked up the prepared cupcake with her free hand. She pulled her other hand from her crotch and stroked my dick until I was thrown over the edge. After two ropes the cupcake was filled and Wallflower quickly took over with her mouth, sucking on my dick, not wasting any of my sperm.

Sunset replaced the top part of what she hollowed out and the frosting. At a glance there was nothing clearly wrong with the cupcake. I wasn’t sure if Sunset was playing a prank on Pinkie or giving her a sexual gift. With Pinkie it could go either way.

“Now for your end of the deal?” I asked, pulling out of Wallflower’s mouth.

Wallflower sighed in bliss and swallowed the the thick load in her mouth. She let out an unladylike burp and got up from the floor. My eyes followed her as she got a cup of beer before she seemingly vanished from my perception.

Sunset leaned over the table and spread her legs, “Ride me like a horse, stud.”

The sight once again renewed my erection. Really it hasn’t gone away since I got to this party, has it? Not wasting time I moved over to Sunset’s waiting form. I hesitated. She hasn’t told me which hole to use. I picked quickly and slid into her vagina to the hilt. Her snatch was radiating so much heat, it greedily took in my length. As a human, does she still go through heat like a horse?

I began to pound her with the speed an vigor Scootaloo usually likes, but I didn’t hear a complaint from Sunset. Just moans that bordered on horse whinnies showing clearly that she meant it when she asked me to ride her hard like a horse. Before long they were partially silenced as Wallflower reappeared and sat on the table. She pressed Sunset’s face into her slick slit in a manner similar to how Sunset had been when I found them.

Sunset climaxed first, the near horse whinny muffled as she moaned into Wallflower. A torrent of girlcum soaked my dick just as Wallflower did the same to Sunset’s face. I was last, the hot, thirsty walls of Sunset’s vagina clamped down and milked my cock until it unloaded inside of her. After a few ropes her cunt was full and began to dribble down her thigh and towards the floor.

*** *** ***

I found Scootaloo in her room enjoying the sight of an incestuous threesome of Applebloom, Applejack and the well hung Big Mac. Dash ate her cunt while she watched. The room smelled of piss, sweat, and girlcum. How the hell are they going to get that myriad of smells out before Scoots’ parents got home? Would Scoots’ Dad even care?

As I entered Big Mac grunted into Applebloom’s gushing vagina as he unloaded in his other sister’s asshole. When he finished the two sisters spooned each other in the afterglow. Big Mac’s cum only dripping from their chins and assholes. Though thier slits glistened with thier own juices.

Veins pulsated along the side of his cock as I admired every inch of it. It was ready and waiting for its next conquest. A conquest I was more than willing to offer him. That thing is nearly as big as Luna’s strapon. I took Luna’s, I took Bulk’s, I can take one more well hung cock.

I recalled Diamond’s pride in being able to take any sized cock. I now knew where she was coming from. I had to prove I could take Big Mac’s cock. I had a need to be filled with his thick, rosey red, meat.

“C-can I have a ride?” I asked meekly after I realized I was staring, blushing profusely.

“Eeyup.” Big Mac slurred, still slightly drunk, but aware enough to return my ogling of his junk by admiring mine.

I heard Scootaloo orgasm as I knelt in front of the big, red, member. Has Scoots beat her record number of orgasms? Before I could ask Big Mac gently moved my head towards his cock. The scent of his musk overpowered the lingering scents in the room.

I opened my mouth and he began to push his member into my delicate maw. He only got a quarter of the way in before he reached the back of my throat. I suppressed my gag reflex as he tried to push it in further. I breathed in deep gasps of his scent through my nose to compensate for the throbbing blockage at the opening my throat. Big Mac’s strong, but gentle hands moved my head back off his member. Extracting the slick man meat from my mouth before, a bit more forcefully, moving my head back onto the shaft. This time his hefty cock breached my throat, going in about halfway. I could no longer suppress my gags, but all it did was further massage the massive member. As I tried to recompose my thoughts he pulled my head back and once again slammed his cock into my mouth. Only getting another inch into my throat. Big Mac let out a slurred grunt of frustration.

I chose that moment to take control of the blowjob. Removing the cock from my mouth, I mimicked what Wallflower and Sunset had done at the beginning of my last sexual encounter. I began to move my mouth along the edge of of his shaft. Coating the remaining section in saliva. I moved on to playfully suckle on his large balls. I placed my hands on his slick cock and moved them back and forth. I was rewarded with a series of moans from the farmhand.

Satisfied with the lubrication of his shaft and balls I stood and gently pushed the red skinned male back onto the bed. He ended up sitting between his sisters as I lowered my bottom onto his hard, slick cock. I bit my lip and moaned as it breached my anus. I didn’t stop until he hilted. I was full of the most wonderful body appendage in all of creation: a massive, hard cock.

I slowly began to move up and down on it, steadily increasing speed. Before long we were both moaning in sexual pleasure. His lovely, well hung cock pounded against the interior of my ass and I knew I’d be walking funny for the remainder of the party.

I felt two tongues on my own member and chanced a look at my lap. Applebloom and Applejack had decided to join the frey, each taking a side of my cock. The sisters sending waves of pleasure that only enhanced the ones coming from Big Mac’s dick in my ass. Suddenly Scootaloo was at my side and caught me off guard with a passionate kiss. The telltale sounds of a strapon attached to Dash’s waist pounding her abused cunt. We shared blissful moans into our kiss as we all climaxed. Ropes of my seed launched from my dick coating Big Mac, Applebloom, and AJ as Big Mac’s seed filled my ass. The kiss was broken as Scootaloo called out in her own orgasm.

The six of us collapsed onto the bed a sweaty, sticky, gooey mess of panting people. Finally my Dick began to soften as we all lay there in the room thick with the scent of sex.

Author's Note

and finally the Party At Scootaloo has ended. The fic can now move on to friday at midnight and then Saturday.

Also Sweetie can check another mane seven off her fuck list.

Chapter 17: A Pain in My Sister's Ass

The party wound down pretty quickly after that. Some took showers, others just hosed off by the pool, while some simply chose to go home smelling of debauchery. Eventually the only ones in the house were Scoots, Bulk, and I.

With my help Scoots and I took a shower together. I thought about having another quicky in the shower with her, but after she had well over 50 orgasms over the course of the evening she could barely stand. With my dress ruined, a fact that I regretted having to inform Rarity about, I had to borrow some of Scoots’ clothes. I managed to fit into a Wonderbolt soccer jersey and some yoga pants. I tucked her in when I was finished getting dressed. Despite the strong smell in her room she quickly drifted off to sleep.

Not long after Rarity texted me letting me know she was ready to pick me up. I stopped in the basement and grabbed Scoots’ handcuffs. I bundled them in my damp dress to hide them from my sister before heading out to meet her.

When I got to the car Rarity was already dressed in some lingerie. I could make out purple satin bra and panties under an almost see through white robe. She was clearly not wanting to waste any time before having our special midnight rendezvous. She didn’t see me at first and I noticed she was blushing. I heard a soft buzzing and it appeared she was trying to stifle moans.

“Looks like someone started without me.” I teased as I approached.

“Sorry Sweetie, modeling my new line for Fancy Pants made me really horny.” She panted, “Do not follow my example. Masturbating while driving is very dangerous, not to mention uncouth.” She reached between her legs and shut off her toy. It was then that she noticed the state of my dress. “Oh your poor dress.” she shrieked sniffing the air, “Is...Is that chlorine?”

“Yeah, you can punish me for it later.” I said winking.

“I just might.” she smirked as I got in.

*** *** ***

We barely made it inside before we were making out. I could feel the carnal want radiating from my sister as we ascended the stairs. The soccer jersey tossed on the kitchen table, Rarity’s robe tossed on the stairs. As we made our way to her room I slipped my fingers into her panties and began to finger her already aroused folds. Rarity in turn slipped her hand into my borrowed pants and stroked my dick. Even this soon after the party I was already hard and ready to fuck my sister silly.

We entered her room and made our way to her bed. I took charge and pushed her down to the bed.

“No hair elastics tonight.” I purred, producing the handcuffs.

“What are-” she began, but I silenced her with another kiss, locking her wrists in the cuffs around a bar on her headboard.

We parted and I gave Rarity a sultry smirk, “Last night you were in control. Tonight I am. Do you trust me?”

“Fleur is into this kind of stuff. Never tried it myself...it's-” she replied blushing.

“Uncouth?” I teased, “More uncouth than having sex with your sister, who not to mention, has a dick?”

“Fair point.” she relented, “Just don’t put the cuffs on too tight. It would be hard to explain bruises. If you want to do more...um...of this, please be gentle?”

“Careful, I might make you start calling me 'Mistress.'” I flirted and her cheeks bloomed a whole new shade of red.

I moved to kiss her down her neck, across her stomach and finally her womanhood. I stalled inches from her slick slit. I took in her sweet scent and let my hot breath tease her sensitive skin. I waited until I heard a soft whimper of frustration from my older sibling before I dove in. I was rewarded with a grateful moan of delight. I worked my tongue in her folds taking in every bit of her arousal. I can tell she’ll really like bondage if simple hand cuffs are making her this wet. Though she has been teasing herself for a while, the act is clearly making her more aroused than she'd like to admit.

I poked and licked deeply into her folds until she finally called out in climax, thrashing against her restraints. Her girlcum splashed against my face and dribbled down my chin as I made no real effort to drink it all. I had other plans.

I stood and removed the yoga pants and panties to free my hard on for the impending action. First I teased her by rubbing my dick across her soaked slit covering it in her heavenly girlcum. I needed it to be slick for what I wanted to do next. I shifted my sister on the bed so I could get a look at her virgin asshole. Rarity must have sensed what I was up to as I heard the cuffs clink against the bars in mild panic.

“S-Sweetie, what are you–WHAHAHH!” She screamed in a mix of fear and delight as I penetrated her ass.

It was a tight fit, the tightest ass I’d been in thus far. I really should have loosened it up first. Rarity’s gonna be sore in the morning. I’d only made it half way into her anus before stopping. Her body soaking me in another wave of girlcum.

“Dear sister,” she addressed me, barely covering a moan, “I thought I told you this was unladylike.”

“Want me to stop?” I teased, “Because I’m pretty sure you just got a second orgasm from me just sticking it in.”

Continuing my teasing I began to remove my member from her ass.

“Don’t.” she whispered.

“Don’t what?” I purred.

“Don’t take it out.” She whispered.

“Take it out?” I went on, “Ok.”

“Don’t take it out.” She begged.

I smirked, “So what do you want me to do?”

“P-Put it in my asshole,” she stammered, turning redder, “and fuck the uncouth shit out of me.”

At that I slammed my dick back into her ass, this time all the way to the hilt. Rarity let out a rather unladylike moan that I had no doubt could be heard all the way at CHS. I pulled out again and pushed back in. Another moan. Another thrust, faster, faster. Her never used backdoor pleasure spot was massaging and pulling on my dick like no other I’d fucked. Soon my own moans joined with hers. I’m pretty sure Rarity came four more times while I destroyed her ass. Finally I was pushed over the edge and came into her ass. The pressure shooting my incestuous cum out along the side of my dick.

Soon we were both panting and enjoying the afterglow. I took my softening dick out of her ass and let the rest of the cum flow on to the bed.

“Sweetie?” Rarity panted, “You've been a naughty girl. First you ruin my dress, then my ass. You need to be punished.”

“What did you have in mind?” I asked, leaning over to kiss her.

We parted and she answered, “Unlock me and you’ll find out.”

Her silky voice and the promise of some naughty punishment renewed my boner as I unlocked the cuffs. As we swapped places, Rarity left the room and I was left with my thoughts. I wonder how she’s gonna punish me. I hope she spanks me. The memory of Luna;’s brutal punishment causing some precum to dribble from my cock. No, the cuffs were her first experience with this kind of stuff...right? Then again until last night I wasn’t fully aware of how much she loved me. There might be other things I don't know about her.

My thoughts derailed as Rarity reentered carrying a nondescript black box. It reminded me of the one Applejack had back in the CMC clubhouse, but was bigger.

“This was a gag gift from Rainbow on my last birthday. Though from the kinds of things she’s been teaching you, maybe it wasn’t so much a joke.” She explained, opening the box.

“I think I saw AJ with a box like that...smaller though.” I replied, trying to get a look at what was inside.

“RD got her a pulsemaster vibrator.” Rarity answered, not at all surprised, “Though AJ swears she doesn’t use it. Guess she’s getting better at lying.” She paused as she removed a red ball attached to a leather strap, another set of handcuffs, this time frilly purple ones, a few purple candles and a small leather whip. She set all but the whip aside. “She got me the dominatrix starter kit.” She murmured, sitting next to me on the bed, “You're due for a good spanking.”

I could feel the red on my cheeks. She was going to spank me! I stood and laid across her lap. My still hard dick slipped between her legs as I assumed the position I had not used since I was a little girl...well not counting the other day in Luna’s office.

Rarity cleared her throat, SMACK! I stifled a moan. “That was for ruining your dress.” SMACK. I felt the hit send shivers down my spine and my dick twitched between my sister’s legs. “That was for being uncouth.” SMACK. I couldn’t hold back my moan as my dick released a rope of cum. “Naughty sister, you're enjoying this.”

“Yes… I mean no, keep punishing me.” I begged.

“I think we need a different punishment.” She teased, “Lie back on the bed.”

I did as instructed, enjoying the aftershocks of pain from my still tender ass. The whip is more painful than the belt, but I think I like it more. Once I was back in the bed, I found myself being locked into the cuffs. Though I didn’t look, I could tell which was Scoot’s and which was my sisters. Hiding the cuffs in a wet dress was not the best idea as it was still damp. After the cuffs were in place Rarity returned the box and took out some rope. That was used to secure my feet to the other end of the bed. My heart was racing as this was my first time completely restrained. It only turned me on more. Lastly my sister secured the ballgag around my head.

“Didn’t think I’d use this, but you have a thing for pain...and you need to be punished accordingly.” She said picking up a few candles.

She returned to the box one last time to take out a box of matches. She lit a candle and mounted atop me. I could feel the heat emanating from her vag as she moved the flame towards my chest. The flame mirroring the heat.

“You've been rather naughty, Sweetie Belle.” She whispered, “growing a dick,” a drop of wax fell to my undersized bosom. The pain causing me to moan through the gag, “Ruining my dress.” anther drip, another moan, “Having sex with all your friends and a few of mine.” Another drip, another moan, “and lastly, awaking the uncouth nymph your dear sister tries to suppress.”

She blew out the candle and tossed it aside. Sliding my quivering hard-on to its hilt in her snatch. She then began moving up and down Moaning with reckless abandon. I was helpless to her lust, restrained and gagged on the bed. As she pushed into another orgasm, she dragged her finely manicured nails into my chest pulling up the hardened wax. The act causing my own climax. Rope after rope of my hot seed. The key that unlocked my sexy, slutty sister’s perverted side. It filled her to the brim and flowed out onto my balls.

As she came down from her climax, she unhooked the ballgag and kissed me deeply as she slumped on top of me.

“I’m so glad you finally came of age and pulled this side out of me,” she sighed, breaking the kiss, “I love you Sweetie Belle.”

“I love you too, Rarity.” I whispered.

“I can tell.” she whispered back before drifting off to sleep.

I just lay there enjoying my sister’s scent and warmth. I wasn’t concerned about the fact that I was still tied and cuffed to the bed, I just took in the moment and watched my sister sleep until my tiredness from all my sexcapades finally knocked me out too.

Author's Note

And with that we are finally into the Saturday of the fic! Sorry this chapter took so long....I have to be a special kind of horny to write this...and I haven't been until a few days ago.

Chapter 10: Party at Scootaloo's (Part 1) – Dirty Truth or Dare

The rest of my afternoon was pretty mundane. I had been wrong about needing to get supplies for the party. Apparently Dash’s sorority, Delta Zeta, was covering it and even advertised the party as one of theirs. So there was expected to be a big turn out.

With nothing else to do for now I walked home, showered, and put my gym clothes into the wash. Since I was all alone in the house I didn’t bother getting dressed right away. I did beat off a load into a glass and siped it while watching TV. After a few hours Rarity came home.

“So, um, Rarity,” I began, getting up from the couch, completely forgetting I was still nude, “Can we talk about last night?”

“What do you mean?” She replied, concerned, though I did catch her glance at my naked form, “Did you not like it?”

“No, no, that’s not it. It was amazing. I feel closer to you than I ever have, but what we did...truth be told it isn’t a normal sisterly activity.” I admitted, “I developed the fantasy about it moments before it happened, but you seemed really into it.”

“Oh, well, it just,” She sputtered, her alabaster cheeks going red, “I has been a fetish of mine for a while. I was looking for the perfect moment to act on it. I admit the penis was a surprise, but not all that unwelcomed.”

“So...you’d do it again?” I asked curiously.

“In a heartbeat, darling.” She purred, “but it will have to wait. I have a last minute meeting this evening.”

“It's fine, actually I have plans too. Scoots is hosting a party.” I explained, “I was hoping you’d give me a lift there?”

“Sure, Sweetie. In fact, that is a perfect opportunity to give you a gift I made you.” She beamed, lifting a box off the counter. “A new outfit, inspired by our encounter last night. It will go nicely beneath that pink and white dress I made you last year.”

I gleefully accepted the gift, giving my sister a peck on the cheek and headed upstairs to try it on.

*** *** ***

Lingerie, my sister had made me custom fit Lingerie. It was a simple black bra with red trim, a pair of crotchless panties that clipped to some fishnet stockings. There was a see through, black silk dress as well, but I carefully set it on my bed to wear later tonight when I was alone with Rarity. Insead I went to my closet and grabbed the dress she had recommended.

A few minutes later there was a knock at my door.

“Can I come in? Are you decent?” Rarity asked.

I smirked and lifted the front of my dress to the door before replying, “yep.”

At that she entered getting an eyeful of my cock on full display.

“So I see everything fits...um, perfectly.” She said as I let my dress fall back over my dick.

“Yep, but I’ll wear the silk later.” I replied pointing to the garment on the bed, “Midnight?”

“Midnight.” She answered with a sultry grin.

“Maybe this time I can be in control. Dash and Scoots have taught me some things I want to try out.” I suggested.

“Well look who grew some balls.” She teased.

“I sure did, so?” I asked again.

“I am interested in what that athlete has taught my dear sister.” She mused, “Here let me do your makeup. Then we can get going.”

*** *** ***

By the time we had arrived at Scootaloo’s house the party was in full swing. Rarity parked at the end of the driveway so I wouldn’t get embarrassed being dropped off by my sister. I spent the ride trying not to pop a boner while thinking of what I’d do to my sister at midnight, which was quite the hard task. I’d need to get a pair of cuffs from Dash or Scoots because I was gonna introduce her poshness to bondage with a side of anal.

I got out of the car and gave my sister a passionate kiss on the lips. I didn’t care if people saw, though the nearest person was at the party 30 feet away and it was dark outside anyway.

“Love you, sis.” I said huskily as we parted lips.

“Love you, too.” She answered equally lustful before driving off.

I’m pretty sure I was sporting a slight blush from the action as I walked up the driveway to the party.

“Oh, another from CHS?” an older female with fiery orange and yellow hair and skin to match said as I approached the door. She along with another girl with silvery white hair, braces and blue skin sat at a table to the left of the door. Based off the description and the Griffonstone t-shirts I assumed they were Spitfire and Fleetfoot.

“MMMMMyeah.” Fleetfoot agreed rather breathily, clutching the table and going red in the cheeks, “t-ten dollars entryyyyyy feeee.”

Entry fee, but this is my friend’s party?

“This is my friend’s house though.” I protested.

“Sorry, them's the rules. Non-Delta Zeta sisters need to pay to enter.” Spitfire interjected, “it's how we can afford to host the best parties at GU.”

“And uh, we uh had to traaaaavel to host thissssss one.” Fleetfoot panted, “It’s usually 5.”

“I didn’t bring any money.” I sighed defeated.

Just then Rainbow Dash walked by the door. She noticed me and exited the house.

“Don’t worry Spits, Sweetie’s co-hosting. She doesn’t need to pay.” Dash said coming to my rescue. She then raised an eyebrow at Fleetfoot, “How long have you been going at it?”

“An hour and a half. Every time she’s close we have to help a new guest.” Spitfire replied, but I was totally lost.

“Its uh uh oooooh, torture.” Fleetfoot practically moaned.

“Serves you right for sucking off the wrestling team, Slutfoot.” Spitfire scolded, “Don’t worry, I’ll let you cum soon.”

It then clicked in my head. The sweating blushing woman as well as Spitfire’s arm reaching down and being conspicuously close to the area that Fleetfoot’s crotch was supposed to be. The table cloth obscuring this just enough to not give them away. Spitfire is fingering Fleetfoot under the table! Once I realized, I began to enter the party before I popped that boner I was trying to keep down since the car ride. Though from the very public show at the admissions table, I wasn’t sure it would be an unwelcome event. I just preferred to keep my dick a secret for just a little longer.

Dash followed me back into the party, leaving Spitfire and Fleetfoot to their sexual torture.

“Well, Sweetie, you look nice.” Dash complimented as we made our way through the party, “ I guess Rarity did your makeup?”

“Yeah. I’d have messed it up.” I admitted, “So what was the deal with Fleetfoot?”

“Oh Slutfoot, she gave a blowjob to her boyfriend on the GU wrestling team when Delta Zeta, mostly soccer team members, were having a feud with them. That’s Captain Spitcum’s prefered method of punishment.” At my questioning look she elaborated, “Every member of Delta Zeta has a nickname. Spitfire is not fond of swallowing cum, and Fleetfoot is a huge slut.”

“You and Gilda?” I asked.

“Rainbow Screamer and Gilded Carpet.” She said nonchalantly, “Scoots is an honorary member actually. We call her Squirtaloo.” I nodded and she went on, “Let's go upstairs, AB, Scoots and a few others are playing truth or dare.”

I nodded again and followed her upstairs. As we approached the door to Scoot’s room I heard Dinky’s voice ask, “Applebloom, truth or dare?”

“Truth.” the farmgirl replied quickly.

“When did you lose your virginity?” Dinky asked coyly, “that is if you’ve lost it yet.”

“Ah uh...Ah lost it this afternoon actually.” She replied nervously.

The response got a few gasps and giggles from the group. I could pick out Scoots, Fluttershy, Treehugger, and Button. The rest were a mystery.

“Anyone I might know?” Dinky pressed.

“Hey, ya only get one question!” AB retorted and the group laughed.

Dash then opened the door and led me in. The room had not changed much in the past day, in fact it still smelled faintly of Scootaloo’s girlcum, but only someone who had smelled it before would notice. The friends I’d managed to pick out by their voices were there with several people I didn’t recognize. Everyone was in various states of undress from previous dares.

“Guess who just arrived!” Dash proclaimed.

I noticed Button was in just his boxers and hat. When he saw me he tried to shield himself, but a blue skinned girl with light blue hair and red glasses called him out. I think her name was Sugarcoat.

“Hey propellerhead, no covering up until your next turn.” she scolded.

“Hey, little dude, if I had a body like yours in high school, I’d be happy to show it off.” Snips, who was sitting next to Button, said trying to comfort him.

I took a seat between my friends and tried to keep my eyes off Button’s naked chest. All of the people I’d been with in the past few days had been female. The closest to a guy I’d gotten was Treehugger or Luna. Button might not be the most athletic, but his bare chest was definitely getting my attention.

“Since Sweetie just got here, Sweetie Truth or dare?” Applebloom asked me as I sat down.

“Uhhh,” I pondered, “Dare.”

“Ah dare ya to: flash Button.” She replied, “private part of yer choosing.”

“Really, AB?” I protested. She knows I have a crush on him.

“Either do it or he sees them anyways because you’ll lose a piece of clothing.” Gilda chimed, “This is Strip truth or dare. Back out of a truth or dare and you permanently lose a piece of clothing. Dares involving clothing removal can still happen, but it is up to the daree if the clothes remains off.”

Shit! If I back out I lose my dress and then Buttons will know I have a dick. I don’t want him to know until I know how he’ll react.

I sighed and pulled my arms into my dress, letting it fall to my waist. I heard Scoots whistle her approval of Rarity’s bra design.

“There really isn’t much to see.” I said meekly folding down the bra to free my itty bitty titties.

Crimson appeared on Button’s tan face and he pulled his legs close to his body. He was rewarded by Sugarcoat slapping him on the back. Sheepishly he put his legs back down. There was a slight bulge in his boxers, but you’d only notice by looking directly at them...which I was. I immediately looked away. What a nice shade of blue the wall is. I then pulled my bra and dress back up. My cheeks were a shade of crimson as well.

“My turn.” I announced, “Scootaloo, Truth or Dare?”

“Truth.” Scoots beamed.

“What is the dirtiest place you’ve masturbated?” I asked mischievously, Nothing said my truths would be tame.

“Oooh...um...thegokarttrack.” Scoots quickly muttered hoping no one would hear her.

“Where?” Gilda asked.

“The go kart track at F&F’s fun park!” Scoots shouted, “I did it accidentally while racing Dash a while back.”

“Really?” Gilda pressed.

“She beat off while beating me in the race.” Dash answered, “Finished both at the same time, but the victory lap in the bathroom after was the real fun.”

Scoots was beet red and trying to hide per embarrassment by cowering behind me.

“Damn, Squirt, you’re kinkier than I thought.” Gilda commented, mildly impressed.

“Gilda, truth or dare.” Scoots asked, regaining her composure.

“Dare.” the butch girl answered, unphased.

“I dare you to: masturbate, right now. Don’t stop until you orgasm.” Scoots repiled.

For a moment I thought Gilda would back down. Marathon sex with Dash, Scoots and I is one thing, but I wasn’t sure she’d put on a show for a group like this. Then again, I’d only just met her. She did try to finger Dash while driving.

“A room full of half naked preppies and dweebs, what could be sexier.” Gilda quipped before slipping a hand under her currently exposed panties and began to pleasure herself, “This might take a while, so I’ll go now. Dinky, right?”

“Yes.” Dinky replied.

“Truth or dare.” Gilda asked not stopping her ministrations.

“Dare.” Dinky replied, trying not to look at Gilda’s crotch.

“I need some more incentive to enjoy Scooty’s dare. I dare you to make out with Sweetie Belle. If that’s ok with you Sweetie?” Gilda stated, taking off her jacket and letting it fall the the floor.

“Uh, sure.” I answered surprised, but also wondering if Dinky would even follow the dare.

Interestingly enough she did. Dinky stood up and moved in front of me. She was missing her shirt and bra, but was still wearing a pair of overalls. She did probably skip out of several truth or dares before, but now with only the overall recognizes that she hasn’t much options left. If she doesn’t want to end up in only her panties, she had to do the dare. Something that seemed to be true with how nervous she seemed. When we made eye contact she even began to blush.

“I...I never thought my first kiss would be with another girl.” She mumbled cutely, biting her lower lip.

“You could always back out.” I suggested, “And it doesn’t count if it was in truth or dare.”

“This is my last piece of clothing.” She explained, “We can take our clothes off in any order we want to. Shoes, Socks, Shirt, bra, panties. I only have overalls left.”

That was quite the surprising revelation to me. She actually had already lost her panties and was pretty much buck naked under her overalls. It was an extremely sexy thought and honestly I just couldn’t help myself but to picture Dinky’s naked body. Every line, curve, from her erect nipples to her wet slit. I...found myself drooling slightly.

“Get on with it dweebs!” Gilda cawed impatiently, before addressing Snips, “Don’t make me smash that phone! We agreed nothing leaves this room.”

We began to move in slowly, but Dash had other plans. She mischievously pushed Dinky causing her to lose her balance. We both fell over and our lips were pressed together. The force of her fall forcing her tongue into my mouth, making me moan into her mouth. Sadly she was horribly inexperienced, so I eventually gained my ground back and got into her mouth. Might as well give that virgin kisser the best kiss of her life. First Dinky seemed completely helpless against my advances, my tongue pretty much doing with hers as I wanted, but soon enough she started to learn, pushing back against me and slowly but surely really getting into our tongue wrestling session. We then fought for dominance for about a minute and I was kind of enjoying the kiss when Dinky let out a surprised gasp and pulled away. Sitting up I realized why she had ended so abruptly. My dick was beginning to get erect. I was lucky the way I was sitting masked it...for the time being. Though I really hoped Dinky would keep silent about it. I’ll need to talk to her after the game.

“Not the show I was expecting, but it got the juices flowing.” Gilda said between soft moans.

“Ok, Button, Truth or dare?” Dinky asked, blushing heavily.

“Truth.” He replied, slipping back into his pants and shirt, Sugarcoat’s dare ending.

“Buzzkill.” Gilda complained.

“Who do you have a crush on?” Dinky asked nonshalontly.

“I uh...um...I...I decline to answer.” He sighed, unzipping and removing his pants again.

Drat I actually wanted to know. I thought before a very sly thought came into my head. I’ll truth and dare him until he has one piece of clothes left, then ask him myself.

“Sugarcoat, Truth or dare?” Button asked, avoiding eye contact with me.

“Dare.” She replied in monotone, more interested in Gilda’s increased fingering.

Before he could give her a dare, Gilda let out her bird-like cry and came. Soaking her panties.

“I dare you to...um...wear Gilda’s panties on you face until your next turn.” He blurted, trying to throw a crazy dare out into the room to change the subject from the question he was asked.

“Wow, gamer dweeb, didn’t know you were such a perv.” Gilda teased as she came down from her orgasm, “If you wanted to see an aroused vagina, you could have dared me. I accept part in this double dare, but you lose another piece of clothing.”

As Button took off his shirt, Gilda removed her panties letting us all see her cunt glistening with arousal. She passed the panties to Sugarcoat who slid them over her head, her nose ending up right in the damp part. She took a deep breath of Gilda’s scent and to everyone surprise let out a perverted moan.

“I like sniffing dirty panties.” She said bluntly, “Everyone has their fetishes.”

“Fluttershy, Truth or, “ she paused taking in another wiff of the girlcum, “dare?”

“T-truth.” she mumbled.

“Are you and the hippy more than friends?” She asked.

There was a pregnant pause as everyone, even those who knew the answer, waited for the meek girl to reply.

“We are.” Treehugger answered for her, moving to embrace the yellow female.

“Dang, yellow gal remove a garment.” Gilda stated.

“B-but the question was answered.” Fluttershy replied.

“But nothing. Your girlfriend answered.” Gilda shouted, which might have been the wrong thing to do.

Following that Fluttershy ran from the room sobbing. Treehugger gave chase immediately.

“Some people shouldn’t go to parties.” Gilda grumbled as an awkward silence set in.

“Uncalled for Gilda.” Dash hissed, “You know how sensitive Fluttershy can be.”

“Psh, whatever.” Gilda dismissed her comments.

“Who goes now?” Scoots asked.

“I get to go again.” Sugarcoat replied, “But I’ll keep the lovely smelling panties on my face.”

“Take in all you want Pervcoat.” Gilda teased.

“Sweetie Belle, Truth or dare?” She asked.

“Dare.” I replied confidently.

“I dare you to,” she paused to sniff again, moaning, “Give Snips a BJ.”

I looked at boy in question and on cue he unzipped his pants, ready for his pleasure and seemingly not minding the crowd that would see it. Not that I would agree to it.

“I’m gonna pass.” I sighed. I want my first time with a guy to be with buttons. I slipped my hand into my dress and unclipped the fishnet stockings, removing them.

I then turned to Button, “Button, Truth or dare?”

“Dare...no truth...truth.” he said nervously.

“Do you like, like me?” I asked bluntly.

“I uh...um...I uh.” he sputtered before simply nodding.

“Wanna go on a date sometime?” I went on, another nod.

“Rainbow Dash, Truth or dare.” He said meeky after trying and failing to keep his cool. I mean, how would you feel if the girl you liked, just asked you out?

For the record I was feeling warm and fuzzy as well, but after everything that has happened in the past few days I was better at masking it...even as my mind provided a very sexual ending to our date. I felt my dick get stiffer and hoped no one noticed the lump among the ruffled dress.

“Dare.” Dash shouted boldly.

“G….give Snips a bj.” He provided.

Snips smirked and pulled out his dick, it was hard from watching Gilda masturbate and in need of release.

“I’ll do my turn first.” She said as she knelt in front of her peer, “Sweetie, Truth or dare?”

“Dare.” I said, still dazed that I had asked out Button.

“I dare you to take Buttons into Soot’s brother’s room and have some fun.” She replied devilishly, “I want proof you did something when you get back.”

“Wait? What?” Button and I said simultaneously to the roaring laughter of the group. Looks like the sexy end to our date is happening sooner than I thought!

Author's Note

a bit tamer than pretty much all previous chapters, but they can't all have a steamy sex scene. :twilightblush: Don't worry, Sweetie x Button Mash will be next chapter.