Working Out the Kinks

As she flew quickly in the direction of the Wonderbolts compound, Dash couldn’t help but squirm slightly. With a shorter manestyle and tail, she felt the brisk chill of the wind against her slender form even more. It was strange, though certainly not enough to affect her flying. She was an elite flyer, different hairdo or no!

With a burst of speed, she quickly rose above the cloud layer, coming in sight of the aerial compound quickly. The large facility was familiar to her at this point, almost like a second home, though she still spent most of her time in Ponyville. That said, there was still nothing that could beat the workout facilities the flying team boasted, and Rainbow Dash was always keen to take full advantage of her access!

Angling her wingtips forwards slightly, she angled down towards the gym, landing with a trot right in front of the doors. She’d arrived about an hour before Soarin usually showed up. It wouldn’t be enough for a full workout for her...but definitely enough to work up a good sweat! With a smirk, she thought that was just fine. She would be looking forward to having some energy saved up when he showed anyways.

Entering into the air conditioned building, she looked around curiously. There weren’t too many other ponies there, most preferring to get their workouts done early in the morning, or in the evening. Trotting past Fire Streak and Fleetfoot, she gave them a casual wave as they continued their wingups. Fleetfoot raised an eyebrow in a silent question, while Fire Streak stared intently just behind Rainbow, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she noticed his staring. At least until his wings stiffened to the point that he could no longer lower himself. Giggling lightly, Dash trotted one more room over to where the treadmills were. Hopping on one, she got to work!

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Dash panted rhythmically, her glistening coat dripping in sweat as she pounded relentlessly on the treadmill, galloping at a moderate pace. She’d been going for nearly an hour, though had plenty of energy left. Still, she was highly aware that anypony behind her would certainly be getting quite a show. She could feel the occasional beads of sweat rolling down the sensitive flesh of her pussy, sometimes seeping in between the crease where her lips met, or when they dripped down from her dock, rolling around the curve of her ponut before dripping down her inner thighs, slicking her flanks completely with her musky sweat.

Grinning to herself, she knew it would certainly get Soarin’s attention. It had certainly gotten Fire Streaks. The poor guy had “accidentally” walked by 3 times into the wrong room before Fleetfoot had pointed out his boner, causing him to blush, apologize, and leave quickly. No sooner had she chuckled once more at the memory, than the stallion of the hour finally showed up!

Soarin was a big stallion. Dash thought that was an apt descriptor in more ways than one. She wasn’t the largest pony herself, even by pegasus standards, so to her, Soarin was a relative giant! Ripped with muscles, his darker blue coat was always groomed to perfection, and his charming smile was never far from his face. His masculine smell wasn’t too obnoxious either, as Dash had taken the time previously to note. It was this very smell that teased her nose as she thought about him, causing her to let out a grin. Between her legs, she felt a tingling start at the apex of her legs. A certain light warmth that almost made her feel giddy as a fluid that wasn’t sweat began beading ever so lightly inside her.

Dash flicked the switch on the treadmill to end the workout, and hopped off the device easily, turning to take in the newcomer. Soarin had evidently just flown over, a light coating of sweat beading on his brow just below his windswept mane. His confident smile made her heart swoon, though wasn’t enough to shake her resolve. She had a plan! All she had to do was stick to it!

“Hey Soar! What’s up!” she called out casually, attracting his attention as she specifically trotted away from him, heading to the water fountain to grab a drink after her run. She could feel his eyes on her immediately, and took the time to lengthen her stride, swaying her hips ever so slightly as the bunching of her tail caused the rainbow strands to wave high above her glistening flanks.

“Uh...hey Dash...you, uh…” Soarin smartly replied.

Rarity certainly knew the way to a Stallions heart. Or at least to something, Dash thought. The knowledge that he was almost definitely staring under her tail, eyeing up her feminine assets brought a blush to her face. It was common enough for ponies to walk around in the nude, but it was always considered good manners to not go out of one’s way to try and sneak a peek. Tails made it easy enough to hide a mare’s unmentionables, though with her current arrangement, Dash had only the politeness of her fellow pony to protect her dignity. So she was currently 0 for 4.

Leaning into the effect, Dash spread her rear hooves slightly, leaning forwards to spread her flanks, stretching the flexible skin of her pussy slightly. “I’ve been working out, can you tell?” she asked coyly, looking back over her shoulder to meet his eyes. His never met hers.

Soarin had a dumb look on his face, his eyes keyed down directly below her tail, taking in every square centimeter of her darker skinned genitals. It was something she had been self-conscious about as a filly, though after a number of ex-stallionfriends she realized it wasn’t as important as those mare magazines had made it out to be. Trailing her own eyes slightly lower, Dash realized that she had certainly had the effect she was going for.

Between his legs, Soarin’s plump sheath was already swelling, the blue fur covering his sheath already rounded and growing. Time to take action! Turning back around, Dash quickly trotted over to her taller teammate, his own form dwarfing her slender build. As she stopped before him, she noticed with a titter that he somehow smelled even better than usual. “Seems like you just got here. Looking for a workout buddy?” she asked, tilting her head upwards to meet his eyes. It certainly made it easier for her to see the gears turning in the big guy’s head.

“Well, uh, thanks! Sorry, I, uh, just noticed you did something different with your mane. I was just gonna go for a gallop?”

Maybe just a little more. Channeling her inner Rarity, Dash slinked along his body, making sure to rub her toned side against his chest, and down his own side as she spoke, “I actually just got off the treadmill...though I wouldn’t mind a little more cardio.” she said as she ducked slightly.

With the difference in their height, it didn’t take much for Dash to slip her head underneath his belly, considering it was at the level of her withers. As she did, she came face to sheath with her target. The plump fold of flesh, covered in fur and a light sheen of sweat positively radiated manly musk, and Dash couldn’t resist the urge to lean in and take a sniff. He did need a bit of an extra hint after all.

Leaning closer, Dash gently pressed her soft, warm muzzle against the opening of his sheath, feeling his soft fur tickle against her nose as his surprisingly soft skin pressed against hers. She smiled lightly as she heard a muffled groan vibrating through his body, the stallion clearly enjoying her attentions. Though just in case he still didn’t get it, she lightly spread her lips, her azure lips dragging across the folds of his sheath, opening her mouth against the still-shut slit of his prize. Pressing her tongue forwards, she gently dragged her wet tongue against his opening, before pressing it between the loose folds of skin.

He spread surprisingly easily, and the tiny mare was instantly rewarded with an explosion of flavor. Earthy and overpowering, yet spicy in a way that she couldn’t even describe! Letting out a quiet moan, she tilted her head and pressed her tongue forwards, eager for more of his manly taste. She quickly pressed up against a slick piece of flesh, her small tongue pressing against what felt like a tight ring of flesh. It had the same musky flavor as initially, but a bit fresher, and a bit more flavorful. All it took was a few licks before her tongue, sliding past the rounded head of his cocktip and sliding between his cock and his sheath was pushed back.

Finally arriving at the party, Soarin’s cock wasted no more time nearly exploding out of his sheath, the full length of it spilling out in slow motion as it hung down towards the floor. And he WAS big. Awestruck as she was at having been pushed back away from his sheath by such a massive snake of a cock, Dash was wholly unprepared for Soarin to twitch, flexing his cock and slapping it against her muzzle.

“Ack!” she cried out, the slap being surprisingly forceful as his spongey head impacted her muzzle with an aggressive boop. With an afterthought, she could still smell his cock against her fur, the musk of his member apparently having imprinted on her fur.

“O-oh geez, Rainbow Dash! I’m so sorry! It just, uh, does that!” Soarin quickly tried to cover, a massive blush covering his face.

Dash breathed heavily, needing a few extra moments to process through the haze of his manly aroma. Beneath her tail, her own breeding organs had not been sitting idly. Though she was still covered in a shining layer of sweat, her pussy had swollen slightly, bulging out just enough that the pressure pushed her lips apart, showing off a glistening strip of bright pink flesh. An instinctive visual signal to any stallions in the area. One Soarin didn’t miss, apparently, as his cock once more twitched, slapping his belly with an audible smack.

Turning to look at him, a blush still reddening her light blue fur, Dash gave a predatory smile. Though she was half his size, the mare still managed to look hungry. “If you wanna get some cardio in, I’ll be in the locker room washing up.” she said, before twitching her tail, and walking seductively towards the mare’s locker room door.

She made it halfway there before a snort and a puff of air against the back of her neck stopped her.