Author's Note

If that last part feels like a cop out, well then 🚓.

Sweet Dreams, Sandy

Smolder had just kissed her friend, Ocellus, clean and clear on the mouth.

Ocellus’ eyes widened from the impact, then they closed as she kissed back, as Smolder’s paws explored her smooth, soft, blue exoskeleton.

Smolder pushed the bug pony down on her back, pinning her as the kiss deepened, their tongues meeting in each other’s mouths.

Smolder’s long, serpentine, forked tongue wrapped around Ocellus’ and both girls sucked on one another’s sweet spit.

Their groins bumped together in their embrace, making both dragon and changeling shiver in their spontaneous kiss.

It was Smolder who, reluctantly, broke the kiss.

Ocellus licked her lips, “Wow… that’s the best tasting love I’ve ever had.”

Smolder continued to nuzzle the blue changeling, “And there’s a lot more where that came from… if you want it.”

Ocellus nodded eager as her cheeks turned rosy pink, “Yes, yes… love me, mate with me, make me yours!”

Smolder kissed Ocellus again, “Love Bug.” she pressed her groin to Ocellus’ again.

It then took some awkward maneuvering, for a dragoness who was still pretty inexperienced, to arrange herself so her slit paralleled the changeling’s.

With a first experimental thrust, she made her wet, heated slit, slide between the lips of Ocellus’ open vulva.

Both bug and dragon moaned as their lady parts ground together.

“Fuck, this is hot…” Smolder whispered.

“So hot…” Ocellus kissed her, leaving a love bite on Smolder’s bottom lip.

The two teenaged females rocked and ground against reach other, swapping kisses, drinking each other’s saliva, making their pussies squish between their adjoined hips.

…

In the next room over, Silverstream was still listening, her own vulva twitching as she could hear both Ocellus and Smolder moaning.

Yona came back from the bathroom, and stamped her hoof when she once again saw Silverstream’s tail flagged over her rear, exposing her dripping virgin slit to the yak.

“Silverstream! Is Yona going to have to see your butt every time Yona walk in here now?”

Silverstream blushed, but did not put her bottom down, “Well, I’m sorry, but I don’t know what I’m supposed to do about the wet stuff.”

Yona groaned, “You don’t know?”

Silver pouted, “No.”

The yak sighed, “Yona not supposed to, but would you like for Yona to show you?”

The hippogriff got excited, “Really?”

Yona rolled her eyes, “Sure. Friends help friends. Come sit Yona’s bed.” She climbed in bed and patted the mattress for Silver to join her.

The hippogriff was quick to join her, “Okay?”

Yona cautioned Silverstream, “Now, hippogriff can look, but no touch, not without Yona say.” Next, the yak leaned back and she spread her hindlegs to let Silver see her privates.

Silver oohed when she saw Yona’s slit, “Ooh, you have a big one, Yona. It looks squishy, can I touch it?”

Yona blushed heavily from letting her friend see her most private area, “You may, but only little and not inside.”

Silver reached the small distance between her and Yona. She held Yona’s big bovine vulva and squeezed it to test its squishiness.

Yona bit her lip as the touch made her leak out a little bit of her pussy juice.

Silver picked up the sticky, translucent stands in her purple claws, “Wow, it’s sticky.” She sniffed it, “That’s definitely like Mom’s room.” then licked it, “Ooh, that’s kinda salty.”

Yona groaned, “You not supposed to eat it, not unless dating.”

Silver still licked up Yona’s residue, “Oh, so this is boyfriend and girlfriend stuff?”

Yona nodded impatiently, “Yes! Boyfriend, girlfriend, Mama, Papa. Now Yona turn!” She pushed Silverstream with a hoof, making the hippogriff go for a comical tumble backwards.

“Whoa!” Silver came to rest on her back, her wings splayed out, hindquarters completely exposed.

Yona pushed Silver’s hindlegs open, “Now, listen Yona carefully.”

Silver looked confused, but she nodded.

Yona let a playful smirk form on her wide muzzle. She looked down and she touched a hoof to Silver’s downy soft belly.

The petting made Silver trill like a content bird. The petting stopped then Silver felt Yona’s hoof on one of her teats.

“Now, Silverstream, these your nipples.” she instructed as she pinched the nipple on Silver’s right teat.

Silver yipped cutely, “That feels funny.”

Yona dragged her hoof further down to Silver’s puffy labia. She pinched the outer lips.

Silver yipped more, “Oh! Is that what it feels like when Mom touches Seacelia there?”

Yona nodded, “Yes!” She dragged her hoof around the outer ridges of her friend’s vulva. She knew what she was doing was naughty, and went against Mama Yak’s teachings, but Yona still wanted to do this. She wanted to know she could pleasure someone, so she could impress Sandbar. That’s what she told herself.

Silver moaned, “Oh… that feels very nice.”

Yona leaned over her, “You want feel real nice?”

The hippogriff nodded, already rocking her immature hips.

Yona dragged her hoof faster against her friend’s entrance, allowing her hoof to get lubed up, before she stuck the hoof between Silver’s legs, wedging it inside her virgin pussy.

Silver moaned aloud, “Oh, yes!”

…

Back in Smolder’s and Ocellus’ room, the two young lovers were still passionately grinding pussies.

The mess in Ocellus’ mattress clearly told that the pair had both already achieved messy finishes, they were just now working for an encore.

Smolder was still on top, thrusting her pussy into Ocellus like she were a male in rut.

Their sticky, aching vulvas were rosy red from the extra exertions.

Both heard Silver’s moan next door.

Smolder snickered, “Sounds like we’re inspiring our other friends to get a little messy.”

Ocellus hummed, “Feels like it too.”

…

In Silver’s and Yona’s room, the purplish horsebird flexed her wings and her limbs as she experienced her first ever orgasm.

Yona bore an uncharacteristically smug look on her face, “Yona better than thought.” She looked at her hoof after pulling it out of Silver’s now winking, squirting pussy.

Silver just panted as she came down from her sexual high, “By the pearl, that… that was amazing!”

Yona sat back, just enjoying the sight of Silver rolling in the ensuing ecstasy, “Hippogriff mind blown?”

Silver just nodded, “My head, my crotch, and everything else! Oh… I can’t wait to try this stuff with Terramar!”

Yona jabbed Silver in her gut, “No, Silverstream! No have sex with own brother. It bad for genes.”

The hippogriff pouted, “Aw, really? Well, I won’t let him put it in me, I just want to watch him make babies with his flipper, or claws, then I can show him what I learned!”

Yona was firm, “No! Bad Silverstream!”

“Aww!”

…

Across the hall, in the guys’ dorm, both Sandbar and Gallus were wide awake.

The griffon had been looking through his magazine when Silver hit her very loud climax. The shock caused his wings to flare out, “Whoa…” He peered over the edge of his bunk, “Ya heard all that, Sandy?”

The pony peered up, “Heck yeah, I did!”

Gallus chuckled, “Sounds like your marefriend’s helpin’ Silverstream find herself.”

Sandbar blushed, “Yona’s not my marefriend. Not yet… we both wanna wait until we’re older before we” he tapped his front hooves together to drive his point without having to say it. Just thinking of it made him drop out of his sheath. Why did nature have to make him such a pervy colt?

Gallus dangled his magazine over the edge, “Need some readin’ material, Sandy?”

The pony futilely hid his growing green pole while his eyes fell on the lewd posing females in Gallus’ mag, “Sure?” He took the mag carefully on his mouth, allowing him to be able to smell the griffon’s past nights worth of greasing his knuckles to these pages.

Smelling his friend’s musk caused a whole other twitch in his colthood.

Gallus didn’t even try not to look at it. His eyes shot frequently between it and his friend’s face, before the griffon asked, “Need a readin’ buddy?”

Sandbar nearly dropped the magazine, “Wha?”

Gallus was down to the bottom bunk before the pony could even process it.

Before Sandbar knew it, he was side by side with his griffon friend, looking at porn while both sported mighty erections. Sand tried to find it in him to find this as somehow wrong, but that feeling never came up.

Gallus certainly wasn’t having any inner turmoil, eyes casually looking over at his friend’s twitching green log, as he flipped through the pages of the magazine.

Sandbar could not miss any of the looks Gallus was giving, and could not stop himself from looking at the griffon’s conical shaft. He had to ask, “Gally?”

The griffon smiled like he was waiting for it, “Yes, Sandy?”

The pony gulped, “I know you’re into Smolder, and Headmare Twilight, and Professor Applejack, Professor Dash, Rarity, Counselor Starlight… pretty much all the cute mares here.”

Gallus nodded, “Right?”

Sandy gulped again, “Are you sure there’s not a little bit um.”

“Ya mean am I sure that I’m not into dudes?” Gallus just seemed to love sending those mixed signals.

Sandbar nodded with his green cheeks turned full viridian, “Are you?”

The griffon laughed dryly, “To tell the truth, I don’t even know.” He looked up at the bottom of his own bed, “I just know… growing up in Griffonstone, there was just not a whole lot of color. Every griffon was just different shades of brown, black, or gray, there were a few that stood out, but no one stuck out more than me.” He gestured to his own bright cerulean and yellow coat, “Then I come to this school and I see color everywhere. Everypony, every creature, everyone, so many different, beautiful colors, and my best friend just happens to be my favorite color.” He poked Sandbar’s snout with a claw, “Green.”

Sandbar was blushing so much, he feared the color would become permanent, “So, wanna…” what was a thing he always wanted to try with another guy, “compare dick sizes?”

Gallus snickered, “No contest there, you already beat me by just being a pony, bud.” He paused for a beat, “I’m pretty sure mine’s thicker though.”

Sandbar found himself staring at it without restraint now, he wanted to, “Can I feel it?”

Gallus did not skip a beat, “Only if you let me feel yours.”

The griffon and pony both sat up, to turn themselves around so their semi-erect dicks were almost pointing at each other.

Sandbar gulped again before reaching his right hoof over the gap between them.

Gallus did the same at almost the same pace.

Both made contact at almost the same time.

Gallus’ wings stuck up, stiffening a little as he felt how Sandbar’s cock twitched in his scaly grasp.

Sandbar wanted to moan at how the cold scales contrasted his warm cock flesh. His own hoof dragged up and down the griffon’s twitching length. He saw the little sticky strings of arousal when he pulled his hoof away.

Gallus took it a little further and stroked Sand’s length.

The pony leaned into the caress, it felt nice, he didn’t care it was his male friend doing it. He tried to cut the tension with a joke, “It’s only gay if balls touch, right?”

Gallus leaned in so his beak brushed Sand’s muzzle, “Do ya feel like testin’ that theory?”

Sandbar could feel his mind about to break, “You’re just fuckin’ with me, right? This is all just another complicated prank isn’t it?”

Gallus stopped rubbing to look at Sandbar, “Am I making you uncomfortable?”

Sand blinked, “You’re serious? You really want to try this stuff? With me?”

Gallus whispered, “Only you. I’ve said it before, I’m not into other guys, but you would be my exception.”

“Really?” Sandbar felt a cerulean wing wrap around him, pulling him closer. The pony whinnied from the sudden touch of his cock pressing against Gallus’.

Gallus sucked in air through his beak, as he rocked his rear, so his privates ground into Sandbar’s, “Looks like the balls are touching, buddy.”

Sandbar groaned. This was such a fast swerve in their relationship, yet he couldn’t complain. He was enjoying this closeness. He squeaked girlishly when he felt his butt being pinched.

Gallus nipped the pony’s neck, his clawed hands groping Sandy’s butt.

Sandbar rocked back against the pervy griffon, letting their members frot in between them.

Gallus leaned in close, “Sandbar,”

“Yes, fuck me, Gallus!” the pony uttered back.

“Sandbar!”

…

Sandbar snorted as he woke, “Wha?”

Gallus had come down from his bunk and had been shaking him, “Sandbar! You zoned out there.”

The pony shook his head, “I did?”

The griffon scoffed, “Yeah, I offered to let ya look at my mag, then ya fell into this weird dead gaze, which for you wouldn’t have seemed so weird, but your dick was hard and ya looked like you were about to blow.”

Sandbar looked down and yes, his cock was twitching hard, leaking pre and the head was mushrooming into a proper flare. The pony squeaked like a filly as he dropped down on his belly in a futile attempt to hide his erection from his friend.

Gallus chuckled, “Guess ya don’t need the porn…”

Sandbar could say nothing, he was too mortified right now. Could this be any worse? He thought to himself.

“So… ya fantasize about me fuckin’ you?”

Sandbar’s eyes widened and shot back up to Gallus.

The griffon seemed on the verge of laughing, “Hey dude, dreamin’ about it’s fine, just so long as ya… don’t try it for real… at least not without buying me a drink first.” He climbed back up to his bunk, “Well, gotta get some shut eye!”

Sandbar heard his friend go back up, so he relaxed, as his cock shrank back into his sheath. He sighed, as the memory of that strange fantasy he’d just had came back. A good sleep would just help him forget about it.

“Sweet dreams, Sandy!” Gallus called from above with poorly veiled snickers.