Sugar Fiend Versus Speed Demon

Rainbow lead Pinkie through the back of Rarity’s shop, her heart pounding in her chest as her hooves tingled with excitement, her mind flipping from train of thought to train of thought. She couldn’t help but feel herself grow slightly damp at the prospect of laying one of the most stacked mares between the Everfree and Vanhoover, but what was even better was how assured Rainbow was that she was about to have the time of her life. She’d heard from a few of Pinkie’s past lovers that the filly was an absolute freak in the hay, so her hopes were rising with every step.

Pinkie wore the same smile she always sported, but this time her grin seemed a little extra toothy since she’d been wanting to get her hands on Rainbow for years now. There were rumors of Rainbow being able to get a mare off in five minutes flat with her tongue, and Pinkie was extra excited since she knew that Rainbow could tie a knot in a cherry stem with ease. She was eager to let the athletic, slim, firm aerial ace work her magic, but she was even more excited to see if she could make Rainbow turn into a regular friend with benefits.

When they cleared earshot of the other girls, Pinkie asked, “Hey Rainbow? This isn’t just you trying my milkshake, is it?”

Rainbow gave her a sultry grin. “What fun would that be, Pinks? I like your boobs and all, but I’ve been thinking that it’s about time for me to take you up on that offer.”

Pinkie tittered happily. “Oh, you have no idea how bad I’ve wanted a piece of you! You’re like the perfect fitness filly!” She let go of Rainbows hand and caught a moderate handful of Rainbow taut posterior. She whistled and murmured, “You could bounce a bit off of that and catch it dented!”

The speed demon preened at the praise and carefully gave Pinkie’s left breast a squeeze, eliciting a soft noise of approval from her. “Yeah, yeah, yeah, fit and firm is nice and all, but you know I like my mares with a little something to hold onto.”

Pinkie gave her a lascivious smile and gave Rainbow’s right wing a casual stroke, letting her fingers glide over the soft feathers. “You’ve got something to hold onto, but I have to say that not a lot of Pegasi are willing to let somepony they don’t know that well to handle their wings.” She left the implication open for Rainbow to respond to.

She made a face. “My wings aren’t my thing, but if you want out try, I’m not gonna tell you no~” Her casual dismissal turned into a moan of approval as Pinkie applied a little pressure to a large nub on Rainbow’s wing. It was near a joint, but not quite close, and as Pinkie swirled her thumb around in a little circle, her friend’s wings began to expand and flex against her will.

“You were saying?” Pinkie asked, giving Rainbow’s erect wing a firm stroke.

The technicolor Pegasus would have been hot under the collar had she ever actually worn a collared shirt in her life. “I want a wing massage when we’re done if you actually know what you’re doing.”

Pinkie gave her the winkie. “If you can get me off with the things you called udders, then I’ll make it the best wing massage you’ve ever gotten.”

Rainbow smiled before spitting on her hand and stopping so she could offer it to Pinkie. “Shake on it?”

Pinkie followed the proper procedure for a spit-shake, which is a great way to get sick. “Deal.”

They shared secretive smiles since both of them knew just how to get what they wanted out of the other mare from previous experiences since both of them were a little promiscuous. Rainbow spent a little time in her head thinking about all the ways she was about to rock Pinkie's world when she was suddenly pulled into a dark room, having daydreamed her way into walking past their destination. However, once Rainbow got her bearings and gave Pinkie an apologetic smile, they put all pretenses aside and Pinkie Pie removed her sweater with a little unnecessary help from Rainbow. All the blue Pegasus had wanted was to get an up close and personal view of Pinkie’s massive mammaries and the brazier she’d chosen to restrain them with, and when she saw that her fully stacked friend had gone with a sky blue bra that wasn’t lacy or frilly, she was prepared to do whatever it took to make Pinkie give that trophy to her.

Pinkie smiled at Rainbow’s greedy expression. “Liking what you’re seeing so far?”

Rainbow placed her hands on Pinkie’s breasts by way of response and let her fingers sink into the soft flesh and fur behind the undergarment. “Babe, if you turn too fast, you’re gonna knock someone out.”

The Earth Pony giggled and rested her hands over Rainbow’s. “Do you want to take it off, or should I?”

Rainbow grinned and said, “It would be an honor, Pinks.”

Pinkie giggled and again and did it some more when Rainbow chose to bury her face into her cleavage in order to get Pinkie’s bra undone, but when her breasts were freed from their constraints, Rainbow’s face lit up and she used every inch of her lengthy Pony tongue to get a taste of Pinkie’s fur. She tasted like cotton candy, which wasn’t a surprise, but Rainbow hoped that she wasn’t going to gain weight from having a special kind of fun time with Pinkie. The pink mare watched carefully as the blue one lifted her right breast to her mouth and paid especially close attention to the way Rainbow circled her areola with the tip of her tongue. It felt pleasant enough as it was, but Pinkie hoped that Rainbow had been serious when she’d said that she wanted a taste of her milk.

Rainbow proved to be a mare of her word when she finally popped Pinkie’s nipple into her mouth, the largeish nub teasing her every second it was in her mouth. The speedster wanted nothing more than to start nibbling on Pinkie to test how hard she should bite to make her moan in all the right ways, but she had her work cut out for her since Pinkie’s breasts were just too much to handle with hands as small as hers. However, she soldiered on by sucking gently on Pinkie’s right breast, abandoning her nipple to bite the soft flesh on a whim.

Her partner loved the fact that she wasn’t afraid to do a little exploring, and as Pinkie stroked Rainbow’s mane to show that she approved, her friend found the tip of her left breast and started teasing that one as well, giving her chest two different kinds of pleasure, and that made her lower lips moisten rapidly. Pinkie loved having her breasts manipulated and sometimes abused, though she doubted that Rainbow would leave her with more than a hickey.

“You know they’re not that sensitive, right:? You can be a little rougher.” Pinkie hinted.

Rainbow smiled and immediately bit the buck out of Pinkie’s left breast, making the baker gasp in surprise, pain, and more than a little delight. “How was that?” Rainbow asked.

Pinkie beamed brilliantly. “Keep it up and you might actually stand a chance of getting me off!”

Rainbow being Rainbow was too dumb to realize that she was being played, but it’s not like it would have mattered anyway. “Oh yeah? We’ll see how you’re talking in a few minutes!” She gripped Pinkie’s breasts with a vengeance, making her let loose a low, sexy moan, squeezing a little bit of Pinkie's milk in the same moment.

The Pink Menace chewed on the second knuckle of her index finger. “Mmm~ I like that, Dashie.”

Rainbow threw caution to the wind for a moment and took a chance, pressing her lips against Pinkies on the off chance that it wasn’t just a casual hookup where making out was unneeded. Much to her pleasure, Pinkie responded with conviction, and her main goal, was to dominate Rainbow’s mouth in a bout of tongue wrestling. Pinkie was no slouch with her tongue, but Rainbow being a little more promiscuous than her friend meant that she had more practice in the craft of Prench kissing than Pinkie. However, what the mentally unbalanced baker lacked in skill, she more than made up for with enthusiasm.

Things were looking good for Pinkie as her pleasure grew, and the assistance she was getting from the cocoa was just making her feel that much better. Although the kissing was nice, Pinkie desperately wanted Rainbow to get back to giving her breasts the attention that they deserved, and luckily for her, Rainbow wasn’t really into making out when she could be using her mouth for better things. The Pegasus went back to the task she’d been enjoying immensely and decided to try giving Pinkie exactly what she wanted. After giving her a few test nibbles, Rainbow bit Pinkie’s nipple rather hard and pulled, lifting the heavy globe without using her hands at all. The mixture of pain and pleasiure nearly sent Pinkie over the edge before Rainbow turned it up a notch. Through the power of Grayskull, Rainbow seized Pinkie’s opposite nipple with her fingers before wrenching it like it had personally insulted both of her parents and had called her flat chested. The two things combined were enough to push Pinkie’s pleasure of the brink and brought her to a special kind of orgasm that had her covering her mouth to avoid being detected. Little did she know that no one was looking for them, though the only reason she didn’t know that was because she was preoccupied with stripping Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow was thrilled that her turn had come around, and just from catching a glimpse of Pinkie’s lustful gaze every once in awhile in the flurry of movement that was going on around her, stripping her of her clothes, she knew that she was about to have the time of her life. Pinkie whisked Rainbow jacket off of her shoulders before ridding her of her top in less than eight seconds. When she unbuttoned Rainbow’s form-fitting trousers, she used her special Pinkie Brand Magic™ to tear them off without actually ruining them, though Rainbow was just shocked to see her pants go flying without her having to step out of them. Pinkie kneeled before her and Rainbow was a little lost in the moment, but when her friend hooked the waist of her thong with her tongue and pulled it down with her teeth, she knew where her interests lie.

“I’m beginning to think that you’re not exactly new to this kinda thing.” Rainbow commented sarcastically.

Pinkie gave her a dirty grin and rubbed the short fur on her thighs. “And you are? Please, Rainbow. I’m the one who hears about most of your exploits~”

The Earth Pony started laying kisses on Rainbow’s thighs, making her voice quake when she said, “It’s not like you’re not appreciating the experience though, right?”

Pinkie rose and pushed Rainbow until they came to a wall before making the Pegasus widen her stance. “Oh trust me; I consider it a good thing! And plus I know that you’re not afraid to make a mare scream in all the right ways, so,” Pinkie paused to give Rainbow’s muns a little kiss. “It’s all going to be fun from here, okay Dashie?”

Rainbow gave her a sultry smile. “I’m just hoping that you~ Ooh, okay,” Rainbow sighed as Pinkie stroked her moist slit with a finger, collecting the dew and stretching the string of sticky fluid as long as it would go. “Maybe I just got a mare with the magic touch.”

Pinkie just giggled and gave Rainbow a couple more casual strokes with the same finger before getting the first taste of one of her best friends. It wouldn’t be the last. “Oh my Luna, you taste like blue raspberries!”

Rainbow looked down at Pinkie, her face full of amusement. “Yeah, I’ve heard that a~ Pinkie~! Oh Dear Celestia~!” She couldn’t help but voice her assent as Pinkie gave her a good, slow lick, lapping up as much of Rainbow’s nectar as she could. The blue mare was unaware of the cocoa’s side effects, but she was well aware of the fact that the one lick had been enough to worry her about the pleasure that was to ensue.

Pinkie grinned up at Rainbow and locked eyes with her before she began in earnest, not giving her newfound paramour any time to collect herself after the sudden influx of pleasure. Unfortunately for Rainbow, she was under the impression that she had to be quiet, so each of Pinkie’s agonizingly slow licks were like tidal waves of bliss that cashed against every nerve in her body, ringing throughout the frogs of her hooves to the tips of her wings. Every time Pinkie tongue passed over Rainbow’s clitoral hood, she worried about cumming then and there, but when Pinkie teased her tongue inside of the speedsters entrance, it was all over for her. Rainbow had her first orgasm and nearly screamed, forcing herself to stay quiet as the pleasure overt took her in waves.

It’s not like Pinkie was done, but Rainbow didn’t need to know that quite yet.

The Earth Pony let her winged companion rest on her shaky legs for a second before she lapped up even more of Rainbow’s self-made honey, but before she could even think about getting another taste of Rainbow from the inside, the multicolored Wonderbolt wannabe was already closing her legs. Pinkie pouted while Rainbow caught her breath, but when she could breathe again, she gave Pinkie sensuous look.

“I think it’s my turn to give back, right?” Rainbow said huskily.

Pinkie kept her out and furrowed her brow some more. “I was having fun making you squirm!”

“Wouldn’t you rather be the one squirming for a little bit?” Rainbow wiggled her brows, hoping that Pinkie would give her a break.

Pinkie rose from the floor with a sigh, but Rainbow pulled her back down to her level for a quick kiss that let her know that she still tasted like whitebark raspberries. She let Pinkie rule the kiss as an apology for not being able to hold out that long, but when Pinkie pulled away and gave her the usual dopey smile, Rainbow figured she was in the clear and let her hands wander down to Pinkie’s waistband before she tugged the thick trousers down. The scent of Pinkie’s arousal hit Rainbow in the face like a ton of bricks, and that ton of bricks smelled a lot like carnival style cotton candy. With high hopes of Pinkie tasting like cotton candy, Rainbow admired the large wet spot on Pinkies panties before pulling them down the unsexy way, making that part of the experience a little lame. The look Pinkie gave her also said that it was lame, but Rainbow made her change her tune by caressing her mons with her middle and index fingers.

As prepared as she was witgh her arsenal of mare-pleasing tricks and treats, Rainbow wanted to make sure that Pinkie g0ot the same amount of pleasure that she’d gotten from her friend’s endeavor, so she started by laying kisses down Pinkie’s tummy, starting from her navel and continuing down to her personal flower. The heady, musky version of cotton candy filled the air as Rainbow planted her final kiss on Pinkie's hood; the place she always liked to start with. Pinkie watched as the most experienced mare she knew gave her a test lick, and from the beginning Pinkie knew that it was about to be good. She was feeling the effects of the cocoa in a different way than her friend, but then again, she’d downed it in the span of six minutes. Every little lick that Rainbow gave Pinkie was like pure opium being painted onto her skin, soaking through the extremely fine coat covering her privates, but they both knew that the little orgasms were going to be nothing in comparison to Rainbow’s first real move.

The warm up went well, but Rainbow was ready to get on with the main event, her fingers dancing across her labia to the tune of her own desires. Rainbow, having learned long ago that the fastest way to a woman’s heart was through her clit, peeled back Pinkie’s hood and wasted no time in giving the plump nub a little nibble. Nopony was expecting Pinkie to cum on the spot, and that went doubly so for when she started gushing nectar like her personal dam had burst. Pure rapture coated Pinkie as waves of bliss rocked her back and forth, making her mind go fuzzy at the drop of a hat. She didn’t bother covering her mouth for the moan she gave Rainbow; a sign of her complete and utter approval. However, Rainbow wasn’t done with her.

While Pinkie was quaking and barely managing to stay upright, Rainbow slipped a finger into Pinkie’s convulsing honeypot and kept the mare at the pinnacle of an orgasm by gently stroking her walls as she latched onto her clit. The Earth Pony wriggled and started trying to get away from Rainbow since the pleasure was becoming too intense, though letting her orgasm subside took a minute or two. She was sweating by the time she was done, and when Rainbow came in for the non-negotiable kiss, she panted into her mouth, struggling to regain her breathing. Luckily for all omniscient beings, Pinkie didn’t want to stop there.

“Hey sexy, why we go one more~?” Pinkie purred, massaging her breast while giving Rainbow a hungry look.

Rainbow returned her look with a smile. “Just one more? What are you, chicken?”

Pinkie beamed. “What’s sixty-seven plus two?”

Rainbow didn’t need any further impetus to find her way on top of Pinkie, and it didn’t take either of them very long to start doing exactly what the other wanted them to do. Pinkie started out slow with Rainbow since she knew she was already warmed up and Rainbow followed her lead with little enthusiasm. The speedster had been hoping to keep it up with the climaxes and make the most out of their time together, but Pinkie wanted to build up for a singular, spectacular orgasm that would blow Rainbow’s socks off since she didn’t bother to take them off before they got started. Pinkie didn’t take her own off either, but that’s not actually important.

Pinkie traced Rainbow’s outer lips with her tongue carefully, gathering drops of nectar on her tongue before they could fall onto her face, though she was having a hard time keeping her pace to a reasonable level because of Rainbow’s eagerness to get started in earnest. After Rainbow realized that Pinkie was going to tease her for as long as she wanted, she figured that two could play at the teasing game. She teased Pinkie’s clit with the tip of her finger, tickling it more so than actually touching it, and that made Pinkie’s legs contract and stretch, driving the pink mare crazy, but Pinkie gave as good as she got. The Pink Menace spread the speed demon’s lips so she could lick her walls with the tip of her tongue without actually entering Rainbow, which made the poor mare feel like going wild before she couldn’t take anymore.

“Pinkie~! Just let me get off already!” Rainbow hissed desperately.

Pinkie complied and slipped two fingers into her paramour. “Don’t hold back now!”

Dash was too elated to feel Pinkie’s fingers inside of her to care, and when she returned the favor with her tongue, both mares were closer to being happier than either of them could have put into words. Rainbow tasted Pinkie’s pie again and loved every second of the action, though she wasn’t really all that crazy about cotton candy sans the effects of a certain lust potion, but when Pinkie added her tongue to Rainbow’s entrace, she fell in love with the flavor, the scent, and she was willing to bet that the sight of candy would soak her panties the next time she saw some.

On Pinkie’s end of the deal, she was rapidly coming closer to another orgasm with Rainbow’s efforts and it was all she could do not to try and lick Rainbow’s womb as a weird show of appreciation. She’d already loved blue raspberries since they usually came by way of candy, but when Rainbow reached her climax at the same time Pinkie reached hers, she had the unshakable belief that she was going to cum every time she ate Rainbow Dash flavoured candy, and that might have been a thing to worry about. It just wasn’t going to happen while Pinkie was still in Rainbow’s company.

After yet another mind-fogging, blissful orgasm, Rainbow avoided falling on top of Pinkie and laid next to her on the floor, both of them too out of breath to say anything for a few minutes. Rainbow, having done more cardio than ninety percent of Ponyville put together, got her breath back first and said, “You know we’re going to go back smelling like a whole lotta sex and precious little else, right?”

Pinkie rolled onto her side and propped her head up on her hand. “I don’t think we’ll have too much to worry about.”

Dash gave her an odd look. “Uh, Pinks? We probably reek. I know we’re both sweating, so…”

Pinkie giggled. “Trust me, Dashie. We’ll be fine. Now how about that wing massage?”

Author's Note

Less than two full hours. I pumped this shit out in less than two full hours. Can you say new keyboard hype, or what?

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