Even though Cherry Jubilee had told them to hurry, Sonata made sure that they both took the time to freshen up a little bit. That included not only putting smeared makeup back into place, but also giving each other quick wipe-downs with wet wipes. Twilight justified that by saying it was faster … but really, it was just a lot more fun, especially when it meant she got to touch every inch of Sonata, with nothing but the flimsy little cloth in between. It was tempting – oh so tempting – to give extra attention to certain spots … but that would only make both of them wetter and messier than they already were, and they had places to be and people to do, apparently.

While Twilight kept held herself back enough to get things done quickly – she didn't want to get Sonata in trouble with Cherry Jubilee – Sonata tended to linger as she ran the wipes up and down Twilight’s body.

Eventually, Twilight mustered the courage to ask, “So, um… All of that out there on stage. Was that all just for show, or…?”

Sonata darted in and kissed her, right on the lips – just a little peck, not enough to sink into and lose herself in. She grinned. “I did give you that note, didn't I? Now put these on.” She handed Twilight a cat-ear headband and a long, fluffy tail with a clip on it.

Blushing as they finished freshening up, Twilight couldn’t help but smile to herself a little. This was more than she’d ever thought she could have, and despite the note, she hadn’t been entirely sure of anything until that little kiss Sonata gave her. But there couldn’t be any ulterior motives for that private little kiss. Sonata liked her – liked her. And Twilight was very quickly beginning to like her back. Would they be dating now, outside of the club? Would Twilight need to introduce Sonata to her parents? Hopefully they wouldn’t ask how the two of them met… Oh, it was all so confusing!

* * *

Twilight paused just outside the entrance to the little private room – paused long enough for Sonata’s hand to pull hers forward from where she’d been holding it as they walked side by side. “Are you, uh… Are you sure I’m ready for this?” Twilight asked. She still felt like she couldn’t walk quite right, not with this cat tail – the base of which was a butt plug – firmly lodged in her.

“Well, duh! We already went over what to do like fifteen times.”

Still not moving, Twilight gripped the other girl’s hand harder. “But…”

Sonata pulled harder, dragging Twilight into the room. “Come on – you know what to do!”

There was no more time for protests. As soon as the door opened, Twilight saw the two guys waiting for them inside and watching eagerly. Their eyes really lit up when they saw Twilight and Sonata coming in. After all, they’d been waiting quite a while, hadn’t they? She hadn’t expected them to be … cute.

Still, though, she tried not to blush. These guys hadn’t come here for blushing innocents, had they? They had come here for the kind of girl Twilight was in her wildest fantasies. Smooth, seductive, and confident. So she put as much sway into her step as she could manage under the circumstances, and she tried to make her smile a self-assured one rather than a nervous one.

After all, she’d never done anything like this, and she felt like that brief experience on stage with Sonata wasn’t nearly an adequate level of experience to prepare herself for real guys … real guys with real dicks. And if what Sonata said was true, those dicks were likely to end up inside her very soon. She glanced up just long enough to see that the two guys on the couch were both still staring at them – mostly at her. One was blue, a darker shade than Sonata’s, and he seemed a bit older than the other one. The younger-looking of the two was a yellowish orange color that reminded her of Sunset Shimmer, but his long hair was almost stark white. He couldn’t have been a day over eighteen, if he was even that.

Sonata pushed Twilight down on the couch next to the younger of the two. As Twilight struggled to make her unexpected landing almost directly on her butt plug tail look graceful, Sonata sat down on the far end of the couch, next to the older guy.

“So,” Sonata said, already running her fingers over the guy’s chest. “What brings two handsome studs like you boys into our little club?”

Thankfully, the music was a bit more muffled and subdued way back in this private room, so Twilight actually had a chance of hearing what everyone – even Sonata way down at the end of the couch – was saying.

The older one elbowed the other guy roughly. “My little bro here is about to get married. Gotta show him a good time before he’s locked down forever!”

“Come on, man,” the younger said. “I really don’t think Dew Drop would be okay with this … and does it even count as a bachelor party when it’s just the two of us?”

Sonata caught Twilight’s eyes, then made significant nodding motions toward the younger guy.

Well, here it goes, Twilight thought. She’d been given very brief lessons on what to do, but she still felt like she was way out of her depth when it came to coaxing a reluctant guy out of his shell. She’d barely just came out of her own shell! But she could do it, right? And she knew she wanted this to go well. She’d been worried that the guys they’d find in the private room would be old and gross. If she had to practice with any ones, she definitely wanted cute ones like these two. “What’s your name?” she started off with, oh-so-casually placing her palm on his thigh.

“I-I’m, uh…” From the way his leg twitched slightly, he definitely noticed where Twilight’s hand had gone. “I’m Bon Fire, but you can, uh … call me Bonnie. This is my brother, Angel Fire.”

Twilight leaned closer. “Such a great name. I’m Twi—” She stopped herself just in time. “... Twinkle, and this is Sirena. Do you like my new outfit? What do you think?” She started rubbing her hand up and down over his pants, coming perilously close to a certain quickly-growing bulge.

He stared down at her hand, though his eyes kept glancing up toward her body and the red ‘kitty-cat’ bikini she now wore … especially the little cutout – in the shape of a cat’s face – in the middle of her tube-top like bra.

Twilight blushed to feel his eyes on her so closely and so blatantly, but she still remembered the kind of thing she was supposed to say. “Meow.” She pawed the air in front of her with her other hand. “Does it look good on me?”

Bonnie nodded, his hands already rising up in a cupping gesture toward Twilight’s breasts. But Sonata reached across Angel’s lap and slapped the younger guy’s hands away.

“Nuh-uh-uh,” Sonata said, only going back to her seat once it was clear Bonnie had gotten the message. She looked over at Angel. “Do you have something for us first?”

Angel grinned and nodded, retrieving a healthy stack of bills and slapping it onto the low table in front of them.

Sonata glanced at it just long enough for her experienced eyes to visually count it. Then she purred. She actually purred. It was a very convincing imitation, one that Twilight was sure she’d never be able to beat. Already rising up and swinging a leg over Angel’s lap, she held out a hand and tugged Twilight closer. “Are you ready to show these boys a good time, Twinkle?”

With a smile, Twilight finally took her hand away from Bonnie’s lap, though she just happened to brush her hand directly over the bulge in the middle as she did so. She followed Sonata’s lead and straddled the younger boy, beginning to rub herself up and down his lap, holding her hands on his shoulders to help balance herself. She tried to writhe her hips around in the lithe circular motions Sonata was doing, but she was sure that she didn't quite pull it off correctly. Plus, when she moved too fast, her tail swung behind her, moving the butt plug in ways she was far from being used to.

Still though, Bonnie seemed to like it. His eyes went wide as he stared down at her body. Unlike his brother, he kept his hands to himself, firmly against the bottom of the seat just behind him.

That wouldn't do, not at all. Maybe Sonata had been a bit too harsh in correcting him before. Now it was Twilight’s task to get him back into it. Thankfully, though, that would probably be pretty easy to do. She leaned in close, still riding his lap, and whispered into his ear, “We’re in the back room now, Bonnie, and everything’s paid up. You can touch.” Running her hands down from his shoulders, she slid them all the way down until she held his hands in hers … and then, trying not to let her own hands betray her by trembling, lifted his hands up and placed them on each side of her body, just above her hips.

“There you go,” she whispered in his ear, pausing to give it a playful little lick. “Isn’t that better?”

Bonnie nodded vigorously, his hands eagerly beginning to slide up and down her body as she moved on top of him. Really sneakily, too – he let Twilight’s own motion move her body under his hands whenever that would let his hands move upward, but he held onto her whenever it would have made his hands move downward on her. Little by little, he was working his way up. He probably thought he was being clever. But what he apparently didn't know was that what he wanted to do right now – and probably a lot more than that – was already expected in what his brother had paid already paid for. If he hadn’t been so focused on Twilight, he might have noticed that his brother’s hands were already all over Sonata. What he couldn’t know was just how much Twilight’s body was tingling with the anticipation of feeling his hands doing the same.

Being touched – and more than touched – by Sonata was one thing. Sonata was incredible, but she was a secret admirer … or now a girlfriend, perhaps. Doing it on stage was risqué, but it was still just messing around with her girlfriend. Bonnie, though… Bonnie was a complete stranger who she’d never met before and might never meet again. And Twilight was about to let him do all kinds of things with her … just for money. Now that was something that only Fantasy Twilight could do!

The way his eyes lit up when his hands finally slid around to cup her breasts felt almost as good as the actual touch itself. Just as he squeezed for the first time, Twilight slid her hips forward, planting her panty-clad pussy directly against the bulge in his pants. “Meow,” she said, beginning to really get into the role. “Do you like them?”

He nodded dumbly, his hands trembling against her bra.

“Then why don’t you take a better look?” Reaching behind herself, she unclasped the bra and began to lift it up. At first, the front of it was trapped between her own boobs and Bonnie’s hands. He was so unwilling to let go that he wouldn’t even allow her to take off her top. But he soon realized that and loosened his grip, letting her pull it out from between.

It felt even better when he touched her bare breasts – he was only the second person to ever do that to her, and he was much rougher with them than Sonata had been. He squeezed her poor little breasts almost to the point of hurting her, pinching her nipples between his fingers as he did so.

Twilight glanced over at Sonata, feeling rather proud of her own debauchery. But when she saw Sonata, she found that she was actually rather behind the curve on this one as well – Sonata was already completely nude, standing on the couch’s seat and rubbing her own pussy lips right in front of Angel’s face as the older guy reached around and grabbed two huge handfuls of her tight blue ass.

At least there was one thing Twilight could one-up the other girl on, though. She reached down around Bonnie’s hands and blatantly grabbed his shaft through his pants, gripping it and sliding up and down its length a little. “You have a really nice cock,” she said, just as Sonata had told her to. This time, though, it really was true. Warm, rock hard, and bigger than she was expecting. She couldn’t wait to see it!

Her seeing him naked wasn’t what all of this was about, though. And she had some catching up to do with Sonata, after all, didn't she? She got up off of Bonnie’s lap, to his obvious disappointment as her boobs slipped out of his hands. But she made up for that by turning around and bending over, hooking both thumbs into the waistband of her red panties. “Meow. Do you want to see my pussy?”

Rather than answering her, he leaned forward and grabbed both cheeks of her ass, squeezing her tight.

That made her gasp, and it made her have to catch her balance, letting go of her panties in order to brace her arms against the low table in front of her.

Bonnie didn't let that delay things, though. He took things into his own hands – quite literally – by pulling down her panties himself, sliding his hands all the way down her ass as he did so. The base of her tail jiggled playfully inside her ass as he pulled the restricting panties away from it.

Looking down between her own legs as her panties came down, Twilight could clearly see the wet spot in them, and even a tiny bit of clear nectar connecting her pussy to that wet spot … and she knew Bonnie must have noticed exactly the same thing. It had to be just blatant how turned-on she was getting from all of this. And even if he somehow hadn’t seen it – it was kind of dim in this room, with odd lighting from the corners of the ceiling – he had to have felt it when he ran one finger right up the middle of her slit.

Twilight’s eyes went wide. Was he allowed to do that … yet?

When she looked back at Sonata, though, her answer was clear enough. Angel already had two fingers deep inside Sonata’s pussy, and she had his deep blue cock out, stroking it in one hand while she held his head against her flat chest with the other hand.

Oh.

Given that example, Twilight backed herself up and lowered her ass into Bonnie’s lap, rubbing her wet pussy directly over the bulge in his pants and her tail against his belly. He moaned and humped back against her motions. One of his hands slipped down over her belly to rub at her wet pussy lips, while the other went higher, groping both of her boobs by pressing them together. His fingers could just barely stretch wide enough to touch both of her nipples at once.

Twilight danced like that for who knows how long with him. Neither of them wanted it to stop. Their faces pressed together side by side, each of them breathing heatedly. Bonnie would hardly let her move to any other position – he didn't want to give up his ability to touch her like this. That left her unable to imitate any of the odd acrobatic moves Sonata was doing as she clambered all over Angel, but Twilight was okay with that. Given how new she was at all of this, that was probably for the best.

Bonnie didn't look experienced, but his fingers sure seemed to know what to do, both on her pussy and with her breasts. A little more of this and she’d run the risk of cumming a nice big wet stain on this nice boy’s pants. She did risk reaching behind herself and unbuttoning his pants. Not to prevent a mess, but to reach inside and grab his cock. So hot and so thick! She rubbed it eagerly, matching the motions of her hips against his lap, just begging him to cum right onto her lower back. Momentarily, she wished she had a tramp stamp back there for him to decorate. Maybe she could get one of those soon.

It was Angel who brought things to a head first, though. “G-get the dish!” he cried out suddenly. “I’m gonna cum!”

His voice had been a bit muffled between Sonata’s thighs – she’d been holding herself upside down in front of him and yet somehow she still managed to have a hand free to stroke him with. But that didn't slow her down in the slightest. She flipped off of him and grabbed something from a drawer underneath the table without even needing to look for it.

When Sonata held it up, Twilight saw that it was the silver ‘kitty food’ dish Sonata had mentioned. It was bigger than Twilight expected. She sure hoped these guys weren’t going to fill that to the brim. She doubted she could even drink that much water, much less thick, gooey cum!

Angel scooted forward on the couch, stroking his own cock now, and Sonata knelt in front of him, making the most intriguing little lust-filled faces at him and holding her mouth open, with the dish held just below.

One look at that was all Angel could take.

Although Twilight did keep moving on Bonnie’s lap and even kept stroking Bonnie’s cock, she couldn’t help but be a bit distracted by what she suddenly had such a good view of: Angel’s cock wildly spurting out thick lines of white cum. A lot of it didn't land in the dish at all, and a great deal of it ended up right on Sonata’s face. She quickly swallowed the little bits that landed directly on her tongue, then stuck it out again, waiting for more.

And did Angel ever have more to give! He didn't fill the dish, not anywhere close. But he did pump out enough to cover almost the entire bottom of the dish, leaving it slowly pooling on one side since Sonata wasn’t holding it perfectly level.

Even as Angel dripped out his last few drops into the bowl, and before Sonata could do anything with her prize, though, Bonnie interrupted: “I’m— I’m gonna—”

Sonata quickly handed Twilight the shallow metal bowl, just as Twilight was slipping down onto the floor. In her rush to turn around and hold the dish up for him, Twilight paid no attention to where she was putting her hands. Only after she was posing in front of Bonnie, watching him jerk himself to completion, did she notice Angel’s warm cum seeping up from between her fingers where she gripped the rim of the dish.

Bonnie threw his head back and groaned, going stiff all over. His cock spewed out a thick stream.

Twilight knew she’d finally broken Fantasy Twilight free when her first impulse was to lean forward and catch Bonnie’s cum straight in her mouth. But no. These guys – probably Angel – had requested a very specific show from Cherry Jubilee, and they were going to get it. She soon found out that while Bonnie wasn’t quite as prolific as his brother, what he lacked in volume, he made up for in accuracy. Almost all of his spurts splashed directly into the dish, only occasionally overshooting onto Twilight’s hands or chest, and only one lonely little drop ever landed in Twilight’s mouth.

She rolled that drop on her tongue eagerly, though, before swallowing it. Salty and creamy, but not bad… Her eyes went down to the rapidly-filling dish, and she licked her lips in anticipation. Fantasy Twilight was in full control now, and she was liking this!

Before Bonnie was even done dripping out his last little bits, Sonata was already beside Twilight and plunging her face into the bowl. Bonnie’s last drops landed on the back of her head, right in her ponytail. She didn't seem to mind though – maybe she didn't even notice. She was far too busy slurping up the cum from the bottom of the dish.

When Sonata finally came up to swallow and then breathe, Twilight took her own chance. No hesitation. If she hesitated, Sonata might go in for another turn. She just dove right in. The still-warm cum smeared her cheeks and tingled on her tongue. She could definitely feel two different consistencies rushing past her lips as she sucked in a mouthful – one thinner and one thicker, but they both blended together into one flavor, just slightly muskier and more bitter than Bonnie’s drop of cum alone had been.

Pulling her head back up, she found both guys staring fixatedly at her, their eyes widening as she swallowed the thick, sticky mess down. It wasn’t easy – she’d been a bit greedy, and the stuff somehow got stickier as she tried to get it down her throat.

But it was Sonata’s turn to lick up the contents of the bowl and Twilight’s turn to look cute for the two guys as she gulped down their mixed cum, so she did her best to hide just how difficult it was to swallow it. Instead she looked up at them coyly, fluttering her eyelashes to draw their attention away from her struggles to swallow. After she finally finished, she opened her mouth to show them that she’d taken down every drop.

And just in time, too, because Sonata was coming up, giving her another turn with the bowl.

It only took a few turns between the two of them before they were sliding their tongues around the edges, gathering up every last drop. And then, of course, there were the leftovers. Both of them had streaks of cum on their faces, and although Sonata had more, they both also had some on their chests. By then, it had started to cool and get even stickier, but the guys didn't seem to mind watching the two girls lick each other clean right in front of them.

Finally, the two of them were clean…ish. It was nothing near the clean of an actual shower or anything, of course, and Twilight could still feel the tacky stick of Sonata’s spit and a bit of cum residue clinging to her bare skin. It was as good as they were going to get for now, though. They could use wet wipes again when they got back to the locker room.

It seemed like that might not be the next thing to happen, though. While Bonnie had put his cock away and zipped up his pants, Angel still had his hanging proudly out of his fly, even though it flopped down loosely now.

Sonata already seemed to know what he wanted. “Do you have anything else for us?” she asked.

Grinning, Angel dug into his pocket and pulled out another wad of bills – an even thicker stack this time. He plopped them down on the table right on top of the first. “It’s my little bro’s last day as a free man. Give us the works.”

Sonata smiled back, leaning in closer as she scooched her kneeling legs back in front of him. She didn't say anything, though. Instead, she ducked right down and took his cock in her mouth, easily fitting the whole thing inside.

Angel leaned back against the back of the couch and ran his fingers through Sonata’s hair. “Yeah – that’s the stuff.”

Twilight turned to look at Bonnie, but Bonnie was completely distracted by watching the blowjob going on right next to them. That was … kind of okay. It gave her a chance to figure out what to do with the empty dish she was still holding in one hand. By the time she had it scuttled away around the corner of the table, she found him touching himself through his pants.

She covered his furtively moving hand with her own. “Why don’t you let me take care of that?”

Slowly, almost reluctantly, he moved his hand away, and Twilight was able to unbutton his pants for him again. His cock kind of sprung and flopped out, already halfway hard again, but still flexible enough to bounce around and end up landing right in Twilight’s hand.

Giggling a little, she stroked it. “Eager, isn’t it?”

He nodded. She had to wiggle his pants down a little more before she could comfortably reach everything she wanted to – after all, she’d never been able to hold a real pair of balls before – but once she did, she came in close, finally getting a really good look at his orange-yellow cock. It contrasted starkly against her light purple skin, and the girth of it filled her hand nicely. As big as it had felt through his pants and later in her hand, she hadn’t been prepared for how big it would look up close. It seemed almost as thick around as her wrist, and long enough that she couldn’t stretch her hand over the entire thing.

Bonnie whimpered – he actually whimpered a little. When Twilight glanced up, she saw his eyes trailing toward what Sonata’s head was doing in Angel’s lap.

Well, that was enough of a hint for Twilight to take. It was time for her to try her very first blowjob. Before Bonnie could get any more distracted – and before she could start to hesitate – she plunged her head down and planted a long, firm lick all the way up his shaft.

That drew Bonnie’s attention right back to her! Now when she looked up into his eyes, they stared right back down at her in wondrous awe.

Now that was more like it! Twilight grinned as she planted another sensuous lick on him. It didn't taste like much, besides just skin. Why had she expected it to taste different? But it was warm and weighty against her tongue, the mass of it against her mouth enticing her to take things further.

So she did. She worked her way all the way up to his bell-shaped tip, then plunged her mouth down on him. She was worried that her inexperience would show, but Bonnie didn't seem to mind. He shuddered and moaned a little, caressing Twilight's shoulder with one hand. And pleasantly enough, his cock was still limp and flexible enough to curve right around to the back of her throat. Mind over matter, Twilight, she told herself, beginning to swallow the tip. She was Fantasy Twilight now, and she would take his whole length, just like she did in almost all her fantasies.

It was a bit uncomfortable, and she almost gagged, but she did it. She swallowed it down as if she was trying to eat it whole, and a healthy bit of his length flowed right down into her throat like it was meant to be there.

Her hand, now with no more cock to hold, naturally made its way down to cradle his balls instead. Unlike her, he hadn’t done more than a cursory trim down there, so they were fuzzy … but it was kind of fun to run her fingers through that fuzz, tickling him as she began to bob her head up and down on his cock, completely disregarding her own need to breathe.

Unfortunately, though, her efforts were a bit too successful. Bonnie started to get hard. His cock didn't get much bigger – there was no way she could have handled it if it had – but it did get stiffer, no longer bending to contour itself to the curve of her throat. Instead, it pressed harshly against the back of her throat every time she went down a little, quickly triggering her gag reflex, despite her best efforts.

Coughing and sputtering up slimy spit, Twilight pulled herself off of his cock and took a deep breath. She didn't leave him out in the cold for long, though. She went right back to it, wrapping her lips around his tip and bobbing her head again … but without going all the way down this time. Now, in addition to the hand on his balls, she pumped the rest of his cock with her other hand, working him until she felt his whole body begin to tremble.

When she felt a hand grip the back of her hair, she thought it was Bonnie about to push her down harder … but actually, that hand pulled her up.

It was Sonata who’d pulled her up, Twilight saw once she no longer had her face buried in Bonnie’s crotch.

“Easy there, Twinkle,” Sonata said. “If you use him up now, he won’t be able to do the rest.”

Twilight looked up at Sonata, spit still dribbling from her lips and her hands still on Bonnie’s cock and balls. “The rest?”

Grinning back knowingly, Sonata straddled Angel’s lap again. At some point when Twilight had been rather distracted, the other girl had managed to get Angel’s pants completely off. And now when Sonata settled into his lap, his dark blue cock quite clearly slid right up into her lighter blue pussy. She took it all the way in smoothly and easily, letting out just a tiny little gasp as he bottomed out inside her.

Sonata looked over at Twilight and winked.

Well, Twilight certainly wasn’t going to be left out of that kind of fun – not after awakening her wilder side and bringing it into the real world! She stood up herself, leaning over Bonnie and pulling his pants downward. Only … how did Sonata get this done so easily with Angel? The fabric kept bunching up, and it stuck against the vinyl couch, and how was she ever going to get it past his knees or shoes?

Bonnie solved all those problems for her by standing up and pulling his own pants down. He kicked off his shoes to get them over his feet and had himself naked from the waist down in no time. But instead of sitting back down on the couch, he reached out and pulled Twilight closer to himself.

They very nearly kissed … but not quite. Twilight held his head against the nape of her neck, letting him kiss and lick her there as they pressed their bodies together. She could feel his cock pushing on the smooth curve of her belly as he shamelessly groped her ass and tits. For her own part, she reached down and got a handful of his ass as well. It was nice and firm and rounder than she’d expected, but she didn't get much of a chance to grope him.

He soon held her by the shoulders and turned her to face the couch. At first, she didn't know what he was trying to do like that, but when she felt his body pressing against hers from behind, she suddenly understood.

And, surprisingly, she found that she was more than okay with it. Here she was, about to lose anything that remained of her virginity to a complete stranger, and there wasn’t even a hint of the old Twilight who would be a trembling, sobbing mess at this point. She was Fantasy Twilight now, ready for anything and everything sexual and to come out of it begging for things to be taken to the next level. Grinning to herself as she bit her lip slightly, she bent over the couch, bracing her arms against the cushions, and she arched her back. Her ass tilted upward a little, giving Bonnie a perfect view and the perfect opportunity to—

Twilight yelped a little as Bonnie’s cock slid roughly into her pussy. He felt so big in there! And it was so sudden!

But while she might have been shocked and terrified by that suddenness before today, now it just thrilled her. Yes! It was finally her time, and she’d found a guy who was willing to take her, no questions asked. She pushed back against him, forcing the rest of his spit-slick cock into her newly-stretched pussy, reveling in the intense stretching pressure that verged on pain. This was it! Now she couldn’t be counted a virgin by anyone’s standards.

Bonnie grabbed onto her waist with both hands, beginning to thrust in and out of her, rocking her back and forth over the couch.

Her hair fell down over her face, and for a time, her world contracted into something very small indeed. There was only the couch, the rocking motion of her body, the intense pleasure of Bonnie’s cock sliding against her inner walls, the slaps of Bonnie’s hips against her ass, and the heat of her breath building up behind her curtain of hair. She quickly lost track of how long it was going – it didn't matter. She wanted it to last forever.

Things weren’t completely unchanging, though. With every thrust, with every time Bonnie’s huge cock slammed into her, a little more pressure built up deep inside her. She knew it was coming, and she couldn’t wait for her very first orgasm with a cock inside her.

Sonata must have noticed that, though, perhaps from the pitch of Twilight’s voice as she moaned slightly. And Sonata knew just how to help – still riding Angel for all he was worth, she reached over and slid her hand up between Twilight’s slightly-spread legs. Her slender little fingers found Twilight’s clit easily, giving her a sensual little rub just as Bonnie picked up his pace even more.

Twilight turned her head to look at Sonata, her hair parting and falling to the side to reveal Sonata grinning back at her with just the most knowing smile … but one that also held an odd bit of challenge in it. And, on top of it all, just an endless amount of love. Twilight was somehow transported. She felt as if she were the one Sonata was riding, for all that her eyes and body told her otherwise. The sensual motions of Sonata’s hips perfectly matched the rhythm of Bonnie’s thrusts, and for that brief moment, Twilight felt as if everyone and everything in that room was just her and Sonata, as if she could feel everything everyone was doing, and it simultaneously felt like she was doing it to Sonata and Sonata was doing it to her.

That moment ended in a crashing explosion of orgasm. The sensation of oneness was blown away by the sheer, overwhelming pressure of a sparkling wave that started where Sonata’s finger touched her clit and burned through her whole body, leaving her a trembling mess. She collapsed down against the couch and her pussy convulsed around Bonnie’s cock, grabbing and squeezing it as she squirted all over his crotch. Her face pressed directly into the cushions, making it even hotter and harder to breathe, but she couldn’t control her body enough to even turn her head to the side. Wave after wave of it crashed through her, and there was nothing she could do but ride out the mind-blowing pleasure.

Did she pass out for a bit, or did she just lose track of things so much that she didn't notice anything other than the orgasmic ripples coursing through her body? Either way, she came back to herself face-down on the dubiously clean couch cushions, her knees on the floor and quite a bit of something wet dripping down between her thighs. Someone was gently stroking her hair.

She looked up to find that it was Sonata. “There you are,” the other girl said. “Pretty good, huh?”

Twilight could only nod dumbly. When she touched her body, she felt the slightly slippery feel of cooling sweat, and there was an answering sheen on Sonata’s skin. After all, she’d been working hard bouncing on Angel’s lap while Twilight just had to take what Bonnie was giving her.

“We’ve still got to take care of these guys, though. You feel ready for another round, or should I take both at once?”

With a substantial effort, Twilight pulled herself back up to her feet. She might have staggered back and forth a little bit, but she managed to stay standing.

That seemed to be all the answer Sonata needed. “You guys getting close?” When they gave her a couple nods, she grinned and came over to wrap herself around Bonnie. “You’d better do it in the ass, then – getting us pregnant costs extra!”

Before Twilight could do more than blink dumbly at the sound of that, Sonata turned around and braced herself against the couch in much the same way Twilight had just been, placing herself squrely in front of Bonnie and slowly pulling the butt plug tail out of herself.

“I’ll take Bon Fire,” she said. “He’s pretty big for a first timer. Angel, you be gentle with Twinkle, alright?”

This was all going pretty fast, even for Fantasy Twilight. She watched Sonata’s eyes widen as Bonnie slowly pressed his cock into her ass, then her attention was taken up with Angel.

He was a bit bigger and more muscular than Bonnie, and that was a bit intimidating … but at least his cock was more normal-sized. Not small by any means, but not the kind of monster Bonnie was currently packing into Sonata’s ass. Twilight reached up and touched his chest, pushing him slightly toward the couch. He easily followed her gentle push and sat down there again, his legs outspread in front of him, showing everything he had to offer her as she straddled over his lap.

Though she knew better than to ride him to the point of cumming inside her pussy, she couldn’t resist the temptation of first taking him there. She held his cock in just the right spot and slowly lowered herself onto it. What really sold her on the idea was the feeling of Sonata’s juices aiding him on his way in, spreading inside her. This way, she could take a little bit of Sonata inside her, even though Sonata didn't have any way to do that directly.

From the way she felt him throb inside her and the way his body stiffened, though, she knew that he really was close. Slowly and carefully, with him still inside her pussy, she pulled out her own butt plug tail. She winced a little as the thickest part squeezed through … but at least this stretching would help her with the next part.

Pulling all the way up off of him, she took hold of his cock again and repositioned things slightly, lining him up just a little bit to the rear. She’d often fantasized about taking it up the ass, of course, but she’d never so much as played with herself there before Sonata introduced her to the butt plug tails, so when the slick round warmth of his tip pressed against her asshole it was still a very new sensation for her.

“Just try to relax and take it slow,” Sonata said, her voice wavering as Bonnie pounded her recklessly from behind. “Ease into it.”

How was it possible to ease into something like this? She was only pushing downward the slightest bit so far, and already the pressure seemed unbearable. Angel might not have been quite as big as his brother or the butt plug, but pressed against her asshole, his cock still felt enormous. A part of her – a part that Fantasy Twilight would rather pretend no longer existed – was sure that it would never fit all the way inside and that this was a terrible mistake.

But Angel was very patient and as gentle as possible. He held perfectly still as Twilight slowly began to ease her way down. She could hardly have blamed him if he wanted to thrust his hips up into her and take her roughly, but he didn't move at all, letting her take it at her own pace.

She did take it, though. Slowly, reluctantly, her asshole stretched back open to accommodate just half of Angel’s tip, then the tiniest bit more. He was only inside her by the barest technicality, but already Twilight felt a sense of accomplishment welling up inside her. A little more, and with a very tiny pop that didn't feel so tiny, the rim around his tip slipped inside, letting her asshole clench down around the very top of his shaft.

Thankfully, the combination of her own juices and Sonata’s was making things nice and slippery, so the long, slow slide down the rest of his shaft came easily enough. The only change was the massive sense of fullness and stretching she felt down there. It just grew and grew as she took more of his shaft, and every time she thought that it was at the absolute maximum it could possibly be, she slipped down a bit lower and got even deeper. So even when she completely bottomed out, her ass cheeks resting against Angel’s thighs, she still kind of expected to feel more of him expanding up into her.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” Angel mumbled under his breath.

She didn't know what to say to that, so she just responded with another “Meow.”

Slowly, Angel started moving a little. He flexed his hips, moving them not even an inch with every little flex, but it was more than enough to blow Twilight’s mind. She hadn’t been expecting to feel actual pleasure from this, but her pussy tingled in strange ways, drooling out a trail of milky clear juices onto the patch of hair on Angle’s crotch. And it all fed back into itself when he reached up and gently massaged her breasts.

Even though it was all far more gentle than anything Bonnie had done with her, it blew her away with the intensity of all the sensations she was going through. Or, perhaps, the sensations that were going through her.

Twilight lost herself in it, flowing along with the soft waves of Angel’s hips, the swelling pleasures of his hands squeezing her tits, and the little ripples of Angel’s veiny cock sliding in and out. She swayed back and forth along with those waves, her eyes drifting closed into an almost trance-like state. Never in her life had she imagined that she might feel anything like this. It was intoxicating, and it left her feeling all fuzzy and blurred, both inside and outside.

She lost track of time, lost track of herself … until Angel’s hands quite suddenly shifted from her breasts to her hips. It drew a startled little cry from her when he suddenly pushed her down against his lap as firmly as he could, forcing the last inch of his cock into her.

Only a moment later, though, she understood why. His cock pulsed inside her, kicking back and forth as a tangible throb swelled up from his base to his tip. And then she felt the warmth spreading deep inside her ass.

Biting her own lip, Twilight squirmed slightly against Angel’s lap, reveling in the feeling of his hot cum pumping deep inside her. It was impossible to tell for sure, of course, but it felt like he was every bit as prolific as he’d been when he’d splattered his load into the dish and all over Sonata. The heat and squishy wet feeling surged again and again, spreading into her and up even higher inside her, reaching places where she’d never felt anything before. It even felt like she was stretching a little on the inside, feeling even more full as his cum pooled and swirled inside her.

Neither of them were in a hurry to pull his cock back out of her ass. As he collapsed back down against the couch cushions, Twilight settled gently against his lap and enjoyed the last few twitches of his cock inside her ass.

She could have stayed like that for hours … if it weren’t for what she heard from the two going at it right next to her.

“I can’t hold it anymore – I’m gonna cum!”

“Pull out! I want it on my face!”

As Bonnie pulled out of Sonata’s ass, leaving her gaping, Twilight lifted herself off of Angel. When Sonata knelt down in front of Bonnie, Twilight was right there with her. The two of them pressed their faces together, mouths right next to each other and tongues out. Sonata reached around Twilight’s back and held one of Twilight's breasts. Twilight slipped her hand down to rub her fingers over her new girlfriend’s sopping-wet pussy lips.

It only took Bonnie a moment of stroking himself with a view like that in front of him, and his aim was as good as ever. The first warm, wet splatter landed squarely on Twilight’s tongue. The next on Sonata’s. Then he simply painted them, artistically draping them with sticky streams of cum all over their faces and chests. Only his last two decent spurts were saved for their mouths again – he leaned in close and poured it right down their throats. After that, it was just a few little drips, which he had to lean even closer still in order to get it on them at all.

When he was finally done, Twilight was amazed to note that he’d wasted nary a drop on the floor – every bit of cum she could find was either on her or on Sonata.

The two girls kissed, smearing his cum together on their tongues as they slid over one another’s, sloppily enough that he’d be sure to see it. That didn't last long, though. Soon, Twilight went after an enticing little glob she’d seen on one of Sonata’s nipples. Then Sonata went for a thick line that stretched from Twilight's cheek to her forehead. After that, it was too difficult to keep track of anything. The two of them went into a frenzy of licking Bonnie’s cum from one another, though neither of them grew quite distracted enough by it to stop fingering each other.

Even after they were nice and clean, they didn't stop. But Twilight did start to get the upper hand. Latching her mouth onto one of Sonata’s tiny nipples, she sucked greedily, slipping her fingers inside the other girl and wiggling them quickly as her thumb rubbed Sonata’s clit.

Sonata’s own hand went all but still against Twilight’s pussy as the girl arched her back and stiffened, her eyes staring unfocused at the ceiling.

She came hard, her warm juices flooding over Twilight’s hand and splashing a little because Twilight wasn’t about to stop moving just for a little squirt. It turned out that this was exactly the right choice – Sonata’s orgasm was followed by an even bigger one, then a bigger still. Twilight’s hand was absolutely drenched – and the carpet beneath it – before Sonata finally collapsed down, lying on her back as her whole body trembled. It almost looked like she was having a seizure … except for the big sloppy smile on her face and the dreamy look in her eyes.

For a long little while, Twilight smiled down at her utterly spent girlfriend. Seeing the skinny blue girl so in such an utter sexual wreck gave her an odd, fuzzy glow inside … especially when a lot of it had been done by her own hand. Silently, Twilight resolved to put Sonata into such a state as much and as often as she possibly could.

What finally distracted her from watching Sonata slowly recover and calm herself was Angel pulling up his pants and saying, “That’s a damn fine show, you two. Really above and beyond. You deserve this.” He took out yet another stack of bills – what seemed to be the last of the money he had – and slapped it down on the table on top of the rest.

Twilight could only mumble a little word of thanks as the two brothers zipped up their flies in near-unison, then stepped out of the little room, leaving her alone with Sonata. Reaching over, she gathered up the stack of money on the table. Her eyes went wide as she thumbed through it. It was definitely more cash than she’d ever held in her hands before.

Sonata finally managed to lift herself into a sitting position, propping herself up with arms outstretched behind her. She grinned up at Twilight.

And that grin sent a tingling warmth surging from Twilight’s chest through her whole body. She might really like it here...

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