A Sprinkle of Spitfire Will Help Rainbow Dash...
by Jetsfantasy
You all know who and what the pegasus mare Rainbow Dash is. She is a strong, independent pegasus that needs no mare or stallion holding her down. She always the best, but what happened here taught her otherwise... she learned that the hard way....
Here begins my tale...
In the town of Ponyville, all was quiet. The citizens were all going about their own accord, keeping to their own agenda. Suddenly, a violent gust of wind blew through the small town, scattering dust all over the place. The mares grabbed the young fillies and colts, while the stallions tried to see what was going on, hurrying the mares inside homes as the violent gusts intensified.
Pinkie Pie was at the top of Rarity's boutique with an odd wooden contraption. She jumped from the top, heading face first into the ground, she pulled back and suddenly-
*WHOOSH* She had suddenly taken flight! She was riding a hang glider during what everyone assumed to be a tornado. No body was surprised.
But, they were all mistaken. As quickly as the gusts came, they left. The only thing remaining was a rainbow across Ponyville, straight and about 30 feet (around 10 meters) high.
“Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!” Rainbow Dash yelled, picking up the speed. She was late, very late. The Wonderbolts had sent her an invitation after her patented Sonic Rainboom at the end of Princess Cadence's wedding about a month ago. She was easily the favorite in the competition she imagined in her head. Easily surpassing anyone in...
CRUSHing any opponents.
KILLing any hope of them joining the Wonderbolts before her.
DESTROYing the obstacle course prepared to test the limits of the hopefuls.
And of course... SWAG.
As she sped across the sky, not noticing anything happening beneath her, she see's a few blue figures in the sky on the horizon.
“It must be them! I hope I'm not too late, they would think I'm so uncool for making them wait for me!” said Rainbow Dash, fearful she may have missed an opportunity to join the Wonderbolts for training her flank off to join the Wonderbolts.
She quickly doubled her speed, a cone of visible vapor gathered in front of her as she approached Mach 1, sonic speed. Now, the figures were getting larger and larger. She was almost there, almost able to see their faces through her flight goggles. Now was the hard part, slowing down. She was doing well this time, controlling her speed rather well, compared to her last few attempts. Which may or may not have ended up with Applejack's shed being broken... again.
As she approached the three pegasus ponies flying by a large cloud. She noticed there was nopony else besides them. She was confused, she had this whole competition envisioned in her blue head. The screaming crowd all chanting her name, everyone praising her obvious skill, and of course, Fluttershy cheering loudly as she wore a skimpy outfit... wait, that was... something else.......
She landed on the cloud rather softly, given her aggressive and rough nature. There they were, two Wonderbolt Stallions and one Mare, which of course was everyone's favorite, Spitfire.
“You must be Rainbow Dash, you were just in time!” Said one of the stallions, with his short and messy black mane somewhat covering over they eyes of his uniform.
“Y-yeah... I-” Rainbow Dash said, trying not to let on how exhausted just getting there was in such a hurry. “Wait, did you say 'On time'?” She asked, shocked.
They simply nodded, she flew up quickly, yelling “YES!”, then quickly coming back down.
“Sorry, I thought I was going to be late...” She was reluctant to admit it, but seeing as how she was on time, did it really matter?
The stallions looked at Spitfire, nodded, then took off with a slight vapor trail, quickly disappearing from where Rainbow Dash and Spitfire were. Spitfire approached Rainbow Dash, placing a hoof on your shoulder.
“Rainbow Dash... we know you're great but...-” Spitfire tried to lay down this next part gently before being interrupted by the stallion from before.
“U-uh, sorry to bother you, but I forgot my flight goggles, I was having you check them for cracks earlier remember?” He asked, noticeably very nervous.
“Hold on a sec, Dash” She turns around, reaching into a pocket, and tossed a pair of flight goggles.
“Thanks...”
“Wait!”
“U-uh yes Miss Spitfire?”
“Help me for a second, just stay here till I finish explaining things to our friend” He nodded, seemingly a lot calmer now. “As I was saying, Rainbow Dash. You are a great and unique flier, but there are things you need to work on before joining, and I only say that because the three of us really want you to join us. We have a lot of four pony stunts we can't pull off without someone good. But, I'll be helping you with that, I shall give you a private lesson.” She said, in a seductive tone, if Rainbow ever dreamed her saying something in such a tone.
“What Miss Spitfire means is that you lack toning one vital set of muscle. In each of our hooves, we've nearly perfected the training to train them, but only Spitfire can teach this. So listen to her, and follow her instructions exactly, ok?”
Was Rainbow Dash dreaming? Was she going to get private instructions with Spitfire, the wonderbolt she single hoovedly idolized? As she thought that, Spitfire nodded, the colt turned around and prepared for flight.
“Tell the others I'm training a rookie.” She smacked the Stallion on the flank, causing him to jump and try to recover, hesitation looking back before finally taking off. Rainbow snickered under her breath, covering her mouth with a hoof.
Spitfire made a head movement towards the sky, as if saying “Follow me”, in which she immediately took flight. Rainbow Dash was right behind her following her without any problems. After flying up for a few minutes, they arrive to a cozy cloud home. The mailbox said “Spitfire”, so it must be her place.
Rainbow Dash felt honored to even be close to this building. But, Spitfire wrapped a hoof around Rainbow as she lead her into her home.
“Now, we need to work on your muscles that you use for stability and control. You can fly amazing well, but what if something were to happen? How would we know you could be alright, making sudden changes and dealing with abnormal strain on the body. A Wonderbolt can't just be fast.”
Rainbow Dash was very hard headed, but being told by Spitfire seemed to finally turn on the light in her head that tells her that there are important aspects to flying besides pure speed.
The walk down the fluffy hallway, down the fluffy corridor, up the fluffy stairs, into a fluffy room. They arrive inside Spitfire's bedroom. Nothing too unique or anything about it.
“This is just my summer home, I spend so much time as a Wonderbolt, I don't really get to live the old life I had before then.” She admitted. “Now, get on the bed, on your stomach and spread your wings.”
Rainbow Dash quickly complied, laying spread out on Spitfire's bed, flapping open her magnificent wings as Spitfire made her way over to her. The nervousness in Rainbow Dash's stomach was replaced with a strange feeling as Spitfire began to rub her hooves along Rainbow Dash's wings, spreading the out at her sides. She weaved her hooves though the feathers and Rainbow Dash started feeling good. She let out a slight moan as Spitfire continued working along her wings, feeling every space, every gap, every feather that made up the talented pegasus. Spitfire giggled as she heard Rainbow Dash's little gasps and moans as she teased along the more sensitive underside and tender feathers that made up her new student's wings.
Rainbow Dash immediately let out a long moan, gasping for breath.
“Did that really feel that good? Already?” Asked Spitfire, almost mocking the mare below her.
“S-sorry, I just.. I didn't know-” She said sheepishly, trying to figure out how to not explain herself, as it was very embarrassing.
“I understand Rainbow Dash, and that's what we came here to work on.” Said Spitfire very tenderly as she leaned down and pecked Rainbow Dash's cheek, instantly setting a fire inside her, burning just underneath the skin. “That muscle helps you control your orgasms too” She said as she flipped Rainbow Dash over, spread out on her back. “The longer you can hold yourself from going over the edge, the longer you can control any other strain your body takes.” Immediately she dove into Rainbow Dash's aroused mare hood. Licking along the tender lips, tasting each ounce of arousal that had found it's way out of her...
I am now strangely aroused and thirsty....
Anyhoof, back to your boner. Rainbow let out a tiny “Eep” as Spitfire began her licking. The intense feeling was causing the fire inside Rainbow to burn hotter and hotter. She won't last much longer. As Spitfire stuck her tongue inside the pegasus below her, her walls tightened intensely, not letting go of her tongue until Rainbow comes back down from the height of her orgasm.
As the multicolored pegasus pony regained her composure, she was still laying on Spitfire's bed, but her head was now resting in Spitfire's comfortable lap.
“This is why we train those muscles... you did great Rainbow Dash, and you'll be here with me till you get your own Wonderbolt uniform.” She leaned into a tender and passionate kiss with Rainbow Dash, lightly licking the adorable pegasus's lips as she drew back. “And maybe even afterward, who knows what could happen, right?” The tender, loving smile of Spitfire is now burned into your retinas... You're welcome.
----------End of 60 Minute Clopfic----------
Hey guys, Jetsfantasy here with a 60 minute clopfic challenge. This is outside my normal femdom, so it's nice to do something else. I decided to challenge myself with this prompt “Rainbow Dash Learns a Lesson.”, a very vague prompt, but perfect for writers like me who do areas that are less often done.
I hope you all enjoyed this, and I look forward to the next prompt.
Take care and as always,
Ho ho ho!!
Happy Clopping!
~Jetsfantasy
All mistakes were made in the events of writing a erotic MLP short story due to an extremely rushed writer. The mistakes will stay, as they show that the writer has only 60 minutes to write the entire thing. This one was focused on telling the story and trying to get as much action in as he ran out of time.