Duet

'Kiss me in the clover..' Octavia yawned and flicked off the alarm on the radio by her bed. A quick look at the built-in clock made her groan. "Seven AM. Why did I set it so early...?" She asked herself, sitting up to stretch. A glance out the window showed the sun was already over the horizon, light pouring into the bedroom. "Well, so much for going back to sleep." Another yawn, and she looked over at the blanket-covered lump on the other half of the bed.

Poking out was a familiar blue mane; the mane of her fellow musician and girlfriend, DJ-Pon3. Better known by her real name, Vinyl Scratch. The mare in question was still sound asleep, punctuated by light mumbles. Octavia reached over to wake her up, but stopped. "Nah, neither of us have anything we need to do today." She grinned "Plus, this means I get the bathroom all to myself."

Going as slowly as she could to avoid rousing her, Octavia climbed out of bed and tiptoed to her destination, closing the door softly behind her. Inside, she exhaled in relief and started up the shower. As soon as she adjusted it to her liking, Octavia stripped off the bra and panties she on before stepping in.

Inside, however, it was hard not to blush when she saw her reflection in the full length mirror Vinyl had insisted on putting up for one of her more...erotic enjoyments. Granted, it'd been there for nearly a year, but given her rather...uncommon anatomy, it was hard for her not to react that way at first. After a moment, the brief shyness faded and she shook her head. "I'll never figure out how she talked me into letting her install this."

As the water gradually soaked her down, she grabbed the soap and lathered up. During that, she couldn't help but admire her figure a bit in the mirror. Thankfully, Vinyl had the foresight to have it treated to be fogproof.

Now, Octavia wasn't what most would consider vain, but she had to admit that she was, as Vinyl put it more than once, a 'hottie'. Her gaze glided over her reflection; a six-foot-two body that had gotten her the affectionate nickname "Towering Tavi' in school, large greyish-mulberry eyes, the dark grey mane that draped down her lower back, along with her goldish grey coat that she made a point to take care of. Somewhat slender shoulders that she was now going over with a sudsy washcloth. She giggled a bit as she remembered the times Vinyl would leave lipstick marks on them from her kisses.

'Of course, I did the same to her.' she thought, moving the cloth down over her breasts, a pair of 39DD breasts she was proud up, since she felt they worked nicely with her frame. Both were pleasantly rounded globes, firm with just enough give to let her - or Vinyl's - fingers sink in slightly, topped with dark grey, almost black, bit-sized nipples. Yet another location her girlfriend enjoyed leaving lipstick on. Both nubs were already hard. A soft moan escaped her lips as she gave one a pinch, pretending it was Vinyl's doing.

"Whoo...ok, e-enough of that, Tavi." She lightly scolded herself."Or you'll be here all day." She resumed her trek of washing, hands gliding over the toned, flat stomach she'd earned from a steady workout schedule. And as Vinyl had unfortunately discovered, was a rather ticklish location. She paused when her fingers reached her waist, feeling a sensation that she was all too familiar with, and looked down at her reflection. Down there rested the reason she considered herself having an 'uncommon anatomy':

Jutting out from between her legs was a nine-inch-long, and fairly girthy, erection. The rod of greyish-pink flesh bounced slightly when she simply sighed, the mushroom-like head glistening slightly from the soapy water trickling onto it and over her scrotum. "Celestia...you're hard already?" She asked in faux exasperation.

Now, one could be forgiven for thinking Vinyl was uncomfortable with her girlfriend having that particular addition; given that on discovering it for herself, she jumped back like it was an angry cat. Even Octavia had expected her to bolt like the majority of her previous girlfriends. Sometimes she wondered if that was part of the reason she was more attracted to mares than stallions. Unfortunately, other mares didn't react too well to its existence, some making excuses not to continue dating while others outright walked away or pretended they'd never even met her.

Which would explain Octavia's surprise when Vinyl, instead of running, or making up a reason to leave, simply grinned and asked if it was real, promptly giving her her first ever handjob when she said yes. The wub-loving pony literally purred when she climaxed afterwards. Needless to say, Vinyl ensured the carnal aspect of their relationship was kept satisfied. She bit her lip gently as her hand gently ran over the firm organ, giving it a modest scrub.

Had she been paying a bit more attention, though, she probably would have noticed the shower door open and company join her. She quickly found out she wasn't alone when a familiar hand reached around to playfully grab her balls.

"Ya know, Tavi, if you wanted Junior washed, you just had to ask." The husky voice of Vinyl Scratch piped up over her shoulder, followed by another hand catching one of her nipples between its fingers.

"I...mm....I thought I'd let...haa..I'd let you sleep in." Octavia moaned at the attention being payed to two of the most sensitive parts of her body.

"Aw, that's sweet, Tav, but I saw you head into the bathroom." Vinyl grinned, earning a light buck of her lover's hips as she massaged the weight pouch. "Was thinking about letting you come out first, but the idea of you, wet, naked, and with a raging boner was too good to pass up!"

"C-come on Vinyl..." Octavia whined a little, trying to ignore the twitch in her penis as Vinyl continued to fondle her. "I'm...I'm almost done!"

"Aw, but I just got in here." Vinyl let go and stepped around so she was in Octavia's view. Again, one would be forgiven for thinking that, due to their size difference, Octavia would be the dominant in this relationship. At a modest five-seven, Vinyl was just tall enough to peek over her girlfriend's shoulder. Her frame was a bit more slender than Octavia's as well, though she was still generously curved, with 33 C-cup breasts, topped with bright pink nipples slightly smaller than her own, a flat stomach and nicely flared hips.

And as far as Octavia was concerned, Vinyl had the most magnificent ass she'd ever seen, or touched. Of course, unlike her, Vinyl had a marehood; the plump, almost mouthwatering mound of flesh that rested between her thighs, with a small line of visible pink with her netherlips met.

She also know exactly how to hold, stroke, tease, and touch Octavia in ways that turned her mind to pudding and send her sexual appetite into overdrive. Plus, Vinyl was shameless. If it was just them, she refused to wear a shred of clothing, not to mention the experimentation she managed to get her to do.

Her cheeks, and loins, still burned a little when she remembered Vinyl talking her into having sex in front of everyone on the turntable at her last concert. Granted, the applause afterwards was surprisingly appreciated, but still...

"Tell ya what; wash me...." She gently stroked the head of Octavia's penis. "And I'll finish washing you. What do you say?" Vinyl smiled in that infuriatingly adorable way that she liked to call her 'dick-sucking smile'...

And it worked on Octavia. Every. Time.

Proping herself against the wall, Octavia sighed in a mix of mild resignation and satisfaction as Vinyl's hands ran over her thighs and rear. Though she wouldn't admit it out loud, while she had hoped to have the shower to herself for once, she never got tired of her girlfriend's touch. Though, when Vinyl wanted to touch could be a little troublesome at times.

Luckily for them both, this was not one of those times.

Octavia inhaled sharply at the feel of Vinyl's hand wrapping around her erection, her palm gliding up and down the shaft. "Wow, kinda pent up, aren't ya, babe?"

"N-no! Of c-course not!" Her voice cracked into a squeak as Vinyl straddled it, her cerise eyes glinting mischievously.

"Oh? It's been a couple days since we had any fun." She slowly ground her sex along the length, purring a little in the process.

"That...mmff...that was when you talked me into pleasuring you in front of your whole audience at your recent concert!" Octavia tried to protest, but the feel of Vinyl's pussy on her dick was swiftly eroding her will.

Vinyl just grinned, "Didn't hear you complain, especially after the-mmm-the 'encore' you gave. I couldn't sit comfortably till last night."

"Th-that's what you get for bouncing that pert little bottom..." She punctuated it by getting a handful of the unicorn's ass, '...in my face while I was still in the mood." This time it was Octavia's turn to smirk at Vinyl's blush.

A victory that was short-lived, however, as the smirk returned to her girlfriend face. "Well, if that's all it takes to get you in the mood..." She deftly stepped away from the taller mare and stepped over to the opposite wall of the shower, propping a knee up on the ledge for bottles. She then rested her arm against the tile wall and looked back over her shoulder, biting her lip cutely and a 'come hither' in her eyes. "Then here I am, baby." She whispered, lifting her hips back to present herself .

A dull whine of lust escaped Octavia's lips, idly stroking her now throbbing cock...because she knew that Vinyl Scratch had -once again - won this sexual tussle of theirs. She couldn't help but smile a little, even though she had yet to come out of top in that regard, part of her still counted it as a victory of sorts. 'After all, I'm the only pony around who knows...' She stepped up behind the eagerly waiting unicorn, and sheathed herself in one smooth stroke, earning a gasp of delight from Vinyl, '...that Vinyl Scratch, MY Vinyl Scratch is a screamer.' With that, she began pumping into the unicorn with a steady rhythm they both loved.

"Nnmm..." Vinyl let out a breathy moan at the pulsating thrusts, combined with the feel of her girlfriend gently nibbling along her neck and shoulder. "Tavi...." She purred as she felt a hand grasp her breast, palming the nipple and using it to pull her against Octavia's chest, the larger mare's chest pressing against her back. Needless to say, the unicorn was in heaven. "H-harder, please..."

Eager to oblige, Octavia slowed her thrusts slightly and added more force to make up for the loss of speed. Soon, the sound of smacking flesh and various noises of pleasure mixed in with the shower.

"Guh..! Mpf! Oh yeah...!" Vinyl squealed in ecstasy at the feel of Octavia's cock almost slam into her sex, her lovers hip collide against her ass with a meaty impact each time.

"V-Vinyl...! I'm going to...." Octavia gritted her teeth, the abrupt tightening sensation in her groin telling her she was near.

"Fill me up, baby!" Vinyl cried out, "Gimmie all of....IIIITTT!!" Vinyl threw her head back in a shriek of passion, her own orgasm catching her by surprise, coupled with the feel of something warm and thick splash against her inner wall.

Octavia squeaked and grunted as she bucked her hips against her, her own body tensing slightly at the feel of her load spilling into her lover. With one last thrust, she let out a shuddering exhale, feeling the remaining bit of her essence empty into her.

The two stood there for what seemed like forever, letting their orgasms wash over them; Vinyl resting against Octavia, and Octavia holding Vinyl close, her other arm around her waist.

"H-heh...I'm never gonna get tired of that." Vinyl whispered, tilting her head back to kiss her girlfriend.

The remainder of the couple's shower lasted a bit longer than they expected since they had to wash up a second time after their intimacy, but they were soon out and in the kitchen to start their day. True to form, Vinyl was starkers while Octavia opted for something slightly more modest in the form of panties (pairs she had to have custom made).

"Aw, c'mon, 'Tavi." Vinyl whined a little from her seat. "I can cook just as well as you can. You know that!"

"I know, Vinyl." Octavia replied as she prepared pancakes. "But I am not really in the mood for a soysauce and pimento omelette."

"Oh, you know those were good."

"Yes, but the after effects were...well, less than pleasant."

Vinyl started to make a rebuttal, but paused. "Okay, you got a point there. Next time I'll leave out the tabasco." She watched Octavia prep a stack each. "So, we got the whole day to ourselves, no concerts, no rehearsals, nada. What do you feel up to?"

"To be honest, I'm not sure. Maybe talk a walk through the park this afternoon, visit that ice cream parlor you love so much?"

"The one with the spoons made out of chocolate biscotti!? Count me in!" The DJ 'squeed' in response. "But first..." Her gaze drifted to the pancakes that had been place in front of her.