Rainbow Dash’s 10/10 Top Tier Cock
Chapter Eleven: Pie Delivery
-by Drace Domino

Nothing like a lazy Sunday afternoon to wind down from a wild Saturday. Rainbow Dash was enjoying one such day as she reclined on the living room couch, her feet up on the coffee table and her arms stretched out wide. She had been spending the past hour or so drifting in and out of sleep while she watched a soccer game on TV - it was hard to stay interested when she was a better athlete than any of the “professionals” on the field. With her legs crossed, head rolled back, and entire body basking in a beam of sunlight coming from a nearby open window, it was just what Rainbow Dash needed to chillax.

Banging hot young women all the time was tiring work, after all! As Rainbow Dash gave a sleepy yawn and slid a hand down to rub absently at her belly, she even humored the notion of stepping outside to see if she could find any action. There was plenty of pussy to be had for a girl with an irresistible cock like hers - all she had to do was get off her lazy ass and get it. As she gazed across the living room to the front door, a tiny grunt escaped the back of her throat. She’d have to put on shoes...find her keys...see if there were any hotties nearby...take them someplace private...it was a whole thing. And at the moment, it seemed like far too much work for Rainbow Dash to exert on a Sunday afternoon.

“Ah well.” She shrugged, and gazed back at the TV as she stifled another short yawn. “Guess I don’t need to have my cock sucked every day.” She’d have two girls go down on her tomorrow to make up for it! Ohh, maybe even at the same time! A blowjob sandwich would absolutely negate the cosmic imbalance of a day where Rainbow Dash’s dick was left perpetually dry and unkissed. Still...she had to admit. A bit of afternoon delight would be nice. If only there was some way she could have cunt delivered to he-

The knock that came at the door was loud and startling, so much so that Rainbow Dash jerked upright with her heart leaping into her chest. Who the hell could that be? She didn’t actually expect that she was lucky enough to be the recipient of some sort of cosmic pussy delivery - though if anyone was that lucky, it would’ve definitely been her. With a sigh Rainbow Dash rose up to her feet and padded slowly over to the door, her shoulders slouched and her rainbow locks dangling half across her face. She had been so damned lazy that morning she hadn’t even bothered to comb her hair.

When Rainbow Dash opened the door, she was treated to the pure shot of adrenaline and caffeine that was Pinkie Pie. The girl stood in the doorway with a bright and cheerful smile on her face, and as soon as she laid her eyes upon Rainbow Dash she greeted her with the traditional tackle hug. As Rainbow Dash staggered back, suddenly holding her perkiest friend, Pinkie Pie looked up at her with a giggle rising from the back of her throat.

“Hi, Rainbow Dash!” She beamed, and lunged ahead to give her another hug. “You don’t have to worry about a thing, here I am!”

“Here you--worry about--what?!” Rainbow Dash blinked, and slowly managed to pry herself away from the other girl. She stepped back and leaned against the wall, casting the girl a cautious gaze. Pinkie was always the sort that ramped things up to eleven, even a casual greeting on a lazy Sunday. It wasn’t exactly an uncommon occurrence to not know what Pinkie was talking about - the girl’s mind always seemed to work in a dozen directions at once and she never seemed particularly interested in letting other people keep up. Rainbow Dash had made the decision long ago that it was okay to be about eighty percent confused whenever Pinkie Pie was around, since trying for anything deeper usually led to a headache.

“I’m here for that thing you wanted to show me, silly!” Pinkie invited herself inside, hopping forward and into the living room. The girl was dressed in cute fashion - a pair of shorts that were way shorterer than Principal Celestia would have allowed at school, and a belly tee that left her pink midriff completely exposed. Once she was inside she flopped right down on the center of the couch where Rainbow Dash had been chillaxing. “Well? Let’s see it! I can’t wait to find out what it is!”

“Pinkie...what…” Rainbow Dash took a deep breath, and after closing the front door slowly followed her bouncy friend. It didn’t completely go over Rainbow Dash’s head that just as she had sat lamenting the fact that there was no pussy delivery service, one practically fell into her lap dressed in an adorable, flirty outfit...but where Pinkie Pie was involved, Rainbow Dash had come to expect the horny rug pulled out from underneath her at a moment’s notice. Pinkie had never seen her cock, but that was usually because she was too distracted. Cake, balloons, one time a really cute dog outside the window - Rainbow Dash’s cock had never failed to entice a woman’s affections, but the critical failure was that someone had to see it. Getting Pinkie to look in any one direction was like trying to make a cat dance. “What the heck are you talking about? What do I want to show you?”

“I don’t know, showy showgirl! But show it to me already!” Pinkie spun around on the couch, lifting her legs to drape over the back while her head dangled from the edge. With her large poof of pink hair drooping to the ground and her midriff pulling up even further to show a bit of pink underboob, she looked as obviously sexy as ever - pure Pinkie Pie. “I was sitting at home helping Maud count her rocks when my Pinkie sense went a-tinglin’! Two butt shakes, a nose wiggle, and goosebumps on my left leg! That meant Rainbow Dash had something to show me! So let’s see, let’s see, let’s see!”

Rainbow Dash merely stared, wide-eyed, at the marvel that was Pinkie Pie. They all had their talents. Rainbow Dash was a top-tier athlete, an avatar of awesomeness, and had a magical dick that couldn’t be denied. Rarity was a world-class fashion expert. Applejack could pull off wearing a cowboy hat in high school. Yet of all of their clique, Pinkie Pie’s abilities were the most...nebulous. Difficult to predict. Chaotic. And yet that afternoon, Rainbow Dash was letting herself believe that finally, Pinkie’s wild nature had led her to finally take a glance.

“Uh...y-yeah, sure, Pinkie Pie! I have something to show you! Just...just sit tight a second!” Rainbow Dash nodded eagerly, and quickly turned to the rest of the room. “I just...just gotta get everything ready first!”

Rainbow Dash was practically giggling, excitement bubbling over from within her. Was this really happening? Was she finally going to get to fuck Pinkie Pie? She had to make sure to remove any sources of distraction - peel away anything that might first peel Pinkie’s eyes from her dick! The candy bar she was saving for after her nap - gone! The stack of comic books she read that morning - gone! Rainbow Dash snatched all of them up and threw them into the next room, and even dipped a hand into her pocket to pull out her cell phone.

“Having a girl over. Need a few hours!” She sent the text to her parents in the hopes they got it in time and knew to give them some space - usually they were all too eager to oblige when she had company. Sure enough, mere seconds after Dash sent her text she received another in reply, complete with a dozen smile, heart, and eggplant emojis.

“Go get her, tiger!” She could tell that part was sent by her dad. “We’re so proud of how popular you are with the ladies, sweetie!” And from her mom. Such supportive parents. Rainbow Dash had just begun to send them a thank you in response when she heard Pinkie Pie’s voice from the other room, curious and thoughtful and ever-so-innocent.

“Ooooo, did your neighbors get a new dog?!”

In a rushed panic, Rainbow Dash tossed her phone aside and darted into the room, interposing herself between Pinkie Pie and the window. Swiftly she shut the blinds and spun around on a heel, and as she did so a hand stuffed down into her shorts to grasp at her bulging member. This time, there’d be no escape for Pinkie Pie’s eyes! This time, the girl would see that glorious cock for the delightful treat it was! This time, Pinkie Pie would finally be hers for an afternoon! Rainbow Dash’s cock flopped out, pouring from her shorts while draped firmly in her hand.

“Hey Pinkie, take a look at this!” she called out as she exposed herself, preparing for the feel of Pinkie’s smile wrapped around her dick and the sight of those perky pink breasts bouncing up and down while she was ridden. “Pretty awesome, huh?!”

And instead of receiving the immediate blowjob she expected, Rainbow Dash simply stood in front of the window with her dick out...while Pinkie Pie was playing with the nearby lamp, making abnormally complex shadow puppets.

“You leave me no choice, sister!” Pinkie spoke in a royal tone to compliment the alicorn shadow puppet one hand was making on the wall. “I have no choice but to use the Elements of Harmony to banish you...to the mooooooooon!”

“Nooooooooooooo~” Pinkie’s other shadow puppet alicorn writhed about, up until the point that Pinkie closed a fist to make a - yet again flawless - shadow puppet of the moon. Once she did so she gave a chipper giggle. “Not the inciting incident of my character arrrrrrrc~”

Rainbow Dash merely stood, arms hanging at her sides, expression flat, dick hanging out from the front of her shorts. Pinkie Pie was completely distracted by her shadow puppet theater, up until the point that her blue friend finally blurted out in a sharp, firm voice.

“Hey! Pinkie!” The girl stomped one foot, and pointed at her lap. If this didn’t work, nothing would. “Eclair!”

“Eclair, where?!” Pinkie Pie’s head snapped from side to side, desperately looking for the promised treat. “I left mine at home because I thought Maud would be lonely, so I could really use on-ohhhhhhhhh…”

Finally. When Pinkie Pie’s eclair search turned up something even more delicious, the girl’s eyes went enormous and glassy, her lips forming to a tiny circle as she gave a staggered, adoring gasp. She was enamoured from the first glance just like all the other girls were, it had just taken her awhile to actually notice it. But finally Rainbow Dash was standing with her flawless cock exposed perfectly within Pinkie Pie’s field of vision, and finally she was going to get to sink her rod inside of her.

Seducing Pinkie Pie wasn’t exactly a “lazy Sunday” activity, but at least she never had to put on her shoes or leave the house.

“I know, right? Pretty rad.” Rainbow Dash beamed as she slipped her fingers around the base of her cock, swinging it idly from side to side. Pinkie Pie’s eyes traced it like a cat chasing a dot of light, and her mouth opened up in awe and amazement. A mouth that soon closed again - around the end of an eclair. As the girl chewed and stared Rainbow Dash gave a frustrated grunt, and pointed to the tiny pastry. “But--what--you--you said you left yours at home!”

“I did!” Pinkie suddenly responded, and took another bite of her eclair. “This is Maud’s! She didn’t want hers, so she said I could have it!”

There was a good chance that one day, Pinkie Pie was going to drive the rest of her friends insane. But not before Rainbow Dash finally got to know what it felt like to wrap the sugar-coated girl around her cock. With a grunt Rainbow Dash moved upon her, and this time it was her turn to deliver a tackle hug. She pushed a giggling Pinkie Pie flat to the couch and pinned her underneath her athletic frame, pausing only long enough for Pinkie Pie to gulp down her last bite of eclair. Didn’t want to make a mess, after all. Her Mom was pretty damn chill about her fucking other girls from school in the living room, and she didn’t want to abuse that privilege by making a big mess for her to clean up.

“So is that what you wanted to show me?!” Pinkie Pie giggled, wrapping her arms around Rainbow Dash’s shoulders. “Your 10/10 Top Tier Cock?!”

“That’s it,” Dash responded with a grin, and slid a hand forward to press her fingers against her friend’s mound through the fabric of her high-rising shorts. Pinkie was already warm and damp to the touch, and as Dash pushed forward the adorable little thing unleashed a full-body tremor of delight. Pinkie Pie was finally pinned underneath her right where Rainbow Dash wanted her, and CHS’s star athlete couldn’t wait to act on this conquest in the making. With a smile Dash slid her mouth forward and started to press a few kisses across her friend’s throat, savoring the feel of her writhing underneath her, along with those sweet, staggered gasps. “You’re so hot, Pinkie. I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long…”

“You should’ve said something, silly!” Pinkie Pie beamed, and bucked her hips forward to grind against Dash’s fingers. “Now I can throw out my Rainbow Dash body pillow!”

Dash didn’t even have the opportunity to process that level of craziness before Pinkie Pie pulled her in for a kiss, and in pure Pinkie Pie fashion it was everything the young woman personified: energy, frantic delight, and sweetness. Literally on the last front - she tasted like eclair. As Rainbow Dash bucked her hips forward to give Pinkie a slow grind she started to wiggle free of her shorts, scooting them down past her tight blue rump to allow her member to slowly flop forward the rest of the way. Once it did, Pinkie Pie eagerly reached down to caress it, smoothing her fingers up and down and pressing it flat to her belly as if judging just how deep it was going to go inside of her. She wasn’t at all disappointed, and when their kiss broke the girl gave a wild giggle as she started to scoot out of her own shorts as well.

“Wowee zowee, Dash! It’s gonna go so far inside!” The energetic young woman was almost dangerous as she kicked out of her shorts, flailing and swinging as she attempted to discard them. Rainbow Dash even had to duck one of Pinkie’s feet as it went swinging overhead, just as the girl finally tossed them aside. Her panties went right along with her shorts, and underneath there was a nicely smooth, shaven pussy ready for attention. Rainbow Dash bit her bottom lip in hunger as she gazed down at the folds of her most enthusiastic friend, and didn’t hesitate to slide a finger down to test the waters. Warm, wet, soft to the touch...and enough to bring Pinkie Pie to the sound of an excited gasp. “Ohh! Can we do it in my butt after? And then my mouth? And then my butt again, then my pussy twice, and then a few more mouths?! Ahh! I’m so excited, there’s so much for us to do!”

Rainbow Dash had been hoping for a lazy Sunday, but even with pussy literally arriving on her doorstep, she wouldn’t be chillaxing much. Sure, it was convenient that Pinkie Pie showed up and offered herself up after seeing that big, beautiful dick...but Rainbow Dash could already tell she was going to be damned tired at school on Monday morning. Worth it!

With a grin the girl pushed her hips forward, guiding her throbbing blue length deep into Pinkie Pie’s inviting, warm pussy. The grip around her was absolutely perfect and CHS’s best athlete kept moving forward, always keeping an eye on Pinkie Pie’s face to judge how well her friend was handling it. She had a pretty girthy dick; after all, and Pinkie Pie wasn’t the biggest and sturdiest of girls like Applejack was. Or at least...not the biggest. She was probably plenty sturdy, Rainbow Dash seemed to remember seeing her fall off of a ladder and actually bounce once.

“Just tell me if it gets too hard,” Rainbow Dash murmured, her cock half inside her friend. She wiggled her hips from side to side so Pinkie Pie could feel it press against her walls, just before slipping another inch inside. Normally she wouldn’t worry like this, but it was hard to look at Pinkie Pie and not feel a certain desire to protect the little bundle of innocence and sugar. “I can go as slow as you want, just say s-”

“Rainbow Dash, just bang me already!” Pinkie Pie barked out a giggling demand, and then clung to her friend’s shoulders. Her smile was spread from ear to ear, and her legs snaked around the other girl to hook her ankles behind her back. “Give me all ya got, Dashie!”

It was a hard request to refuse, and Rainbow Dash nodded with a wide smile spreading across her face. Pinkie Pie was right - she didn’t need to be careful, and she didn’t need to go slow. If there was anyone that she could treat like a durable little fuckbunny in the bedroom, it was Pinkie Pie. ...And Principal Luna, but that was more because she really liked making the fussy older woman her slut.

From that point on, Rainbow Dash didn’t hold anything back. She stuffed a hand into Pinkie Pie’s poof of bright, soft hair and her other hand yanked the girl’s shirt up the rest of the way, exposing those lovely large breasts for her attention. While she groped and fondled her friend her hips held absolutely nothing back, jamming forward as hard as they could muster before pulling back to nearly the point of allowing her tip to pop free of the other girl’s pussy. Each time she threatened to leave, she simply forced herself back in all the way once more, slamming Pinkie down to the hilt and making the energetic young woman giggle, gasp, and shake from delight.

Sex with Pinkie Pie was going to be gloriously rough, Rainbow Dash could already tell. The blush that crossed Pinkie’s face, as well as how she was gripping so tightly to Dash’s shoulders, was a clear sign to the young woman that her silly friend could handle everything she could possibly offer. And just like any challenge, Rainbow Dash was going to give one hundred and ten percent. The couch creaked and ached as she started ramming forward faster and faster, filling the room with the sound of their bodies slapping together just underneath the noise of Pinkie’s gasps. Pinkie Pie’s pussy was every bit as inviting a Rainbow Dash would’ve hoped, and with the announcement that she could go as hard as she liked Dash was ready to have herself a blast. With a few more rough strikes of her hips that kept Pinkie’s tits bouncing, the young woman finally tightened her grasp on Pinkie’s hair and started to move her into a different position.

“Roll over.” It was hardly a request, and as Dash demanded it of her friend she scooped a hand underneath Pinkie’s ass to assist. She flipped the smaller girl over while her cock was still deep inside, and it gave them both the lewd delight of feeling those tight, wet walls grind around Dash’s dick in a slow rotation. Soon Pinkie Pie was braced on her knees on the couch with her hands pressed to the back, and Dash stood right in front of her ready to pound her friend like she had always wanted. After a quick spank across that adorable pink ass, Rainbow Dash leaned in close, and gave Pinkie a firm buck from her hips to let the girl know...this wasn’t going to be gentle. “Remember when you helped out the cheerleaders during my last soccer game? I wanted to take you behind the bleachers and fuck you just like this.”

With that, Rainbow Dash started to pound her friend so hard that not even Pinkie’s stubborn spirit was able to keep her chatting. The poofy-haired party girl broke into a loud and joyful moan as Rainbow Dash started to fuck her as fiercely as she could, one hand gripping those pink locks firmly and the other continuing to crash down on Pinkie’s rump in a series of short, hard slaps. Each time she clapped her hand to her friend’s butt Pinkie’s grip went even tighter, and it only made Dash marvel at the potential. Pinkie Pie was lightspeed hot and clearly down to have plenty of fun - and that meant there were all sorts of possibilities.

Hell, she even had three sisters that were every bit the perfect ten that she was - even if it was in very different ways.

Pinkie Pie was gripping the back of the couch and letting her joyful voice fill the living room, calling out in merry bursts of pleasure as Rainbow Dash gave her the fucking of her life. Every push forward lunged that enormous member into depths Pinkie didn’t even know she had, and the wet, slick sound of her folds being so deeply claimed was a noise that she wouldn’t forget anytime soon. This was so much better than an extra eclair! Not that she couldn’t go for one of those, too!

Rainbow Dash was doing something she didn’t do often when she fucked her favorite girls - breaking a sweat. A line of it collected at her brow and it only continued to build the harder she went, and that in and of itself was a sign that Pinkie Pie was something pretty special. With Wallflower, she could easily lean back and let her go to town without much effort. With Sunset Shimmer, Rainbow Dash practically got off just from knowing how much the bitch hated her. But Pinkie...she was so worth the effort, and Dash was already planning a trip to the fridge after this to grab some sports drink. She was going to need every drop if she was going to give Pinkie the fucking she had wanted.

Pussy, ass, mouth, ass, pussy, pussy, mouth mouth mouth.

Dash wasn’t much of a student, but she could remember things when it really mattered. With her heart pounding and her blood pumping, Rainbow Dash could tell that Pinkie Pie was nearing her climax - the girl wasn’t moaning anymore so much as she was giggle-squeaking. With one last yank of Pinkie’s hair she pushed the girl’s face down to the couch and held her there, bracing one of her own feet on the edge to gain a bit more leverage. It let her lash forward all the harder for the final few strokes, her sack slapping against Pinkie’s moistened hood and her cock probing as deep as she had ever gone into any girl. And Pinkie, through it all, loved every last second of it.

Rainbow Dash wasn’t...entirely sure where all the confetti came from when Pinkie Pie had her orgasm, whether the girl had tucked a party cannon between her breasts or in her hair, but either way, when the moment came there was a shower of brightly colored paper dancing down atop them complete with a cheerful squeaking noise. Pinkie Pie had gone cross-eyed with her tongue hanging from her mouth as it all happened, and her pussy went wild with gripping and squeezing Dash’s cock in the throes of her climax. It was easily enough to push Dash the rest of the way, and when she unloaded her seed she slapped both hands to Pinkie’s rump, holding on tight as she squeezed out every drop.

The confetti was still falling as she started to squirt, unleashing torrent after torrent of white within the girl’s pink, warm walls. Cumming inside of Pinkie Pie was just another dream that Rainbow Dash was glad to finally see come to reality, and it was everything she had ever hoped for. Hell, she had even figured there’d somehow be confetti. When she was finally done she left Pinkie Pie absolutely overflowing with her cream, and when she pulled her dick out she let her eyes dash down to the tiny, tight pucker that was still waiting for her.

“Guh...gaaaaa...sooooo good…” Pinkie Pie twitched, braced on her knees and dripping onto the couch cushion below. Turned out, they managed to make a mess even though Dash tried to avoid it, but at least her mom was pretty used to cleaning her daughter’s cum stains out of the upholstery by now. Pinkie Pie brought forward a trembling hand and pointed at her own rump, murmuring as she did so even though she lacked the energy to stand. “Here now please thank you.”

“Heh...just sit tight, Pinkie,” Rainbow Dash smiled, and gave her friend a little slap on the butt. “I’ll come back and pound your ass all you want, but I need to go get a drink and a snack-”

“Snack? I love snacks!” just like that, Pinkie Pie had erupted from her stunned state to bounce into a sitting position. Even her hair poofed right back into place after being bent against the couch, and she seemed quite happy to keep leaking Dash’s cum onto the fabric. The girl slinked out of the rest of her shirt as she hopped up to her feet, and grasped Dash’s wrist as she started to move to the kitchen. Dash should’ve known better - as soon as she said the word “snack,” things were already in process that she couldn’t hope to avoid. Not that she’d want to. “C’mon, Rainbow Dash! I can take it while I bake it!”

***

Fucking Pinkie Pie in the ass while she made cupcakes was a surreal experience, but one that perfectly summed up spending time with the cheerful young woman. Pinkie was completely focused on the task at hand from the waist up - mixing a bowl of batter with a serious look on her face, and from the waist down she was all for the pleasure of Rainbow Dash. Standing there wearing nothing more than Dash’s mom’s apron, bent forward with her tight pink rump being claimed in firm, hard strikes.

“This is one of the weirdest things I’ve ever done,” Rainbow Dash murmured, but she wasn’t really complaining. Pinkie Pie’s ass was as wonderfully tight as things got, even more fun to claim than her pussy. And even though the baking hadn’t even begun yet, the kitchen was already smelling sweet. “Uh, do you need anything else, Pinkie?”

“Cinnamon!” came the cheerful reply, and Pinkie Pie pointed to the far wall where the spice rack laid. Rainbow Dash gave a grunt and picked the girl up around the waist, carrying her over all while continuing to plunge her cock into Pinkie’s depths. The entire time the party girl held the mixing bowl to her chest with one arm and stirred it with the other hand, only pausing for when she was close enough to the spice rack to retrieve the cinnamon. A quick dash in the bowl and she gave a firm nod, suggesting to her friend that she was ready to return to the counter. “Good job, Rainbow Dash! Feels like you’re really givin’ it to me back there!”

“...you’re so fuckin’ cool, Pinkie.” It was the only response that Rainbow Dash could possibly offer, because it was entirely, one hundred percent accurate. Pinkie Pie could do it all. Drop by when she sensed that Dash needed to get laid, offer herself up for some remarkably rough sex, and even bake snacks afterwards while getting plowed in the backside. There weren’t many of Dash’s friends that could provide so much fun in so many different ways!

It didn’t take long for Rainbow Dash to unload for the second time, now within the tight grip of Pinkie’s ass. She shook with delight and her member unloaded heavy squirts of cum, flooding the little entrance that continued to squeeze her in fierce waves. Pinkie was clearly enjoying it as well, considering the fact that it was the first time since she started baking that her attention seemed to pause. She put the bowl down, gave a satisfied smile, and then gazed over her shoulder with shining eyes and boundless enthusiasm.

“Rainbow Dash, wanna have a sleepover at my place next week?!” she asked, perhaps a bit abruptly considering her ass had just taken a big, heaping creampie. She gave a big giggle, and wiggled her rump from side to side. “My parents are out of town, it’s just me and my sisters! And I’m sure they’ll leave us alone, we can play all night!”

Rainbow Dash just swallowed. The mere thought of being in the Pie household all weekend with the four sisters and no parents was enough to make her immediately rock hard all over again, especially with the grip of Pinkie’s ass still squeezing her. It was perhaps the easiest question she had ever been asked in her entire life, and Rainbow Dash responded without a trace of hesitation.

“Yes, Pinkie,” she spoke clearly and simply. “Yes, I do want to fuck you and your sisters all weekend.”

“Well, that’s not exactly what I asked, but…” Pinkie Pie shrugged, and smudged a dot of cupcake batter on Rainbow Dash’s nose. “Hey! I never turn down a party!”

Pinkie Pie was the best friend ever.

End of Chapter 11.

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