Love in a Club

Love in a Club

She never did this sort of thing. Strobe lights flashed in place of candle light. A packed dance floor took the place of the orchestra pit. Octavia looked so out of place wearing her usual bowtie and collar. Everyone else blinked in and out with the lights, for a brief moment only glow sticks were visible. The music blared from speakers surrounding the dance floor. Tavi could feel each beat in the very depths of her soul it seemed. Something was different, and it wasn’t just the scene she found herself in. A longing sat in the pit of her stomach that she couldn’t quite place. It seemed as if the waves of notes wafted her toward the neon bar across the room. “What’ll ya have!” shouted the mare across from her. She paused for a moment; surely they don’t serve wine at these sorts of things Tavi thought. “Just something that will go down easy.” She replied. After some fancy work with the bottle the mare passed a bright orange concoction to Octavia. Down the hatch as they say! And with that her drink was gone.

Easy was right, she had put down three drinks and only two songs had gone by. Tavi wasn’t even sure that she could get up off the stool; her usual limit was a glass of wine tops. “Pass me a usual Sky!” Octavia was suddenly aware of the white mare to her right. So familiar, with her giant shades and electric blue mane, but for the life of her the name just wasn’t there. “Hey there, looks like you had your fill!” the mare said with a sly grin. “Yeah, I…uh…just a little too much.” Words swirled through Octavia’s head, struggling to make a coherent sentence. “Ha Ha happens to the best of us. Name’s Scratch, Vinyl Scratch. But people around here call me DJ PON-3”. “Oh yeah, Scratchy…er I mean Ms. Scratch. I know you, the pony with the beats and the bass and…um...OH YEAH, I’m Octavia, I play the cello”. With that she straightened up, a smug grin across her face. She’d moved to fast, the room spun round and then fell into place. “Well I don’t know much about cellos, but I know your name. You’ve played at the Gala last year. Pretty hoity toity stuff if you ask me”. Tavi suddenly looked rather upset, “Well at least my music has notes, not just the sound of screws in a tin can!” What she’d said was a lie; she felt an odd attraction to this music, and this pony for that matter. She couldn’t tell what it was but something was drawing Octavia closer to this DJ. Vinyl saw the mare lean in as she spoke, that sudden flash of anger and defense slowly melted away to make way for a doe eyed look. Scratch couldn’t tell if she was coming on to her or just a little too drunk, but she was gonna find out. “Hey listen, I have to do one more set but you wanna get something to eat after this?” Butterflies leapt up into Tavi’s stomach, “YES! ...I mean… that sounds lovely.” Vinyl giggled as she got up and walked away toward the turntables. Octavia watched her plot as she strode away, feeling a familiar warmth build up inside her.

She decided to lay off the drinks as she listened to the last of the music. Bass lines shook her to the core as she watch that beautiful blue mane bob up and down with the rhythm. A bright blue glow emanated from the stage and encompassed the crowd as Vinyl literally made music magic. Being so intimately close to the music and her new friend fueled the flame inside Octavia. The gentle heat in her grew into a burning need. As the unicorn sat at her post she could see everything in the building. Vinyl had a few of her own toys hidden from view. The wand in her marehood buzzed along with the beat of the music. As the music reached its peak so did Vinyl. Just before that magic moment she was caught off guard as she locked eyes with the earth pony across the room. Vinyl could see that Octavia’s hoof had wandered down to her own marehood, flicking her button. Waves of bliss washed over both of them as the bass rattled everything but the earth itself.

Vinyl walked toward the bar as Octavia stood up. Everything was much more quite as they were the only two ponies left. After the show Octavia waited and watched as Vinyl Scratch shut down the electronics, wiped the sweat (and various other fluids) from the turntable and seat, and generally cleaned up a bit. Now as she approached a mixture of nervousness and arousal overtook poor Octavia. “So, how about that food?” Vinyl asked as she strode toward the pony she’d just seen clop herself mad in a crowded club. “I think I’d rather skip the meal and jump to any desert there may be.” Tavi could barely contain herself. What in Equestria had come over her, the embarrassment of what she’d done earlier was just only buried by the burning she felt for the snow white mare in front of her. Just as the words left her mouth they were replaced by a tongue. Vinyl Scratch kissed her deeply, wrapping her front legs around Octavia’s neck and through her mane. After the initial shock Octavia kissed her back, the passion running through her only adding new fuel to the fire that burned in her flank. As Vinyl broke the kiss a glimmering strand of saliva hung between their lips for a brief moment. “Well then let’s get on to that desert” Scratch whispered softly into Tavi’s ear. Vinyl turned and headed for a spiral staircase in a far corner. Octavia couldn’t follow close enough. She could smell the sweet scent of arousal as it wafted from that perfect plot just a head. Exercising the utmost self control not to leap forward and bury her tongue deep in the folds that were presented to her, Tavi followed up the stairs and through a door Vinyl had unlocked with some spell.

As the door closed behind her Octavia was forced against it, another invading kiss met her lips. A hoof stroked her face as another pulled her in closer. Even if she wanted to, there was no room to escape the passionate assault. She pushed Vinyl Scratch away to take a breath and realize where exactly she was. A large round bed, reminiscent of a record, sat against one wall. Near the door was a vanity, devoid of any real beauty product, as if the object of her affection really needed it. Stacks of records littered the floor and a stereo sat opposite the bed. “Rather quaint I suppose.” Tavi said as she finished surveying the room. “Well I’m a simple mare, music and a roof is what I need.” Vinyl mused as she hurriedly placed her shades on the vanity, flipped the arm of a record player into place, and hoped upon the bed. As Octavia walk toward the bed she put on the best “sexy walk” she could manage in her inebriated state. Hips swung left as her tail went right. Anypony behind her would get a flash of her now soaking marehood; lips swollen, her clit near as hard as a rock stuck out visible to all. Music softly floating through the air Octavia put her front legs down on Vinyl’s shoulders. This time it was her turn to kiss Scratch. Her tongue explored every space in Vinyl’s mouth. Moans of pleasure mixed between the two of them creating their own melody for the moment. Vinyl’s hoof slid between them, making its way to Tavi’s sopped slit. As she made it to Octavia’s clit a sigh of desperation and need greeted her. Octavia pressed down with her flank, grinding against the hoof that was rubbing circles around her nub. She ended her kiss, throwing back her head and moaning toward the ceiling. Never had anything, or any colt for that matter, made her feel so electrified. Slowly she rolled off of her lover. Lying on her back she spread her legs, giving Vinyl more access to her marehood. Eyes closed she felt another hoof reach up and unclasp her collar and bowtie. Soon after, the sharp stab of teeth sank into her neck and shoulder. Shivers ran down her spine at the new stimulus. Octavia arched up trying to drive Vinyl’s hand into her. She needed release so badly now, and Scratch could tell. The drawer of a bedside table glowed blue as it slid open and out floated another of Vinyl’s favorite toys, a long slender vibrator that pulsed in section up and down the shaft. As she continued drawing circles around Octavia’s clit she floated over her special friend and turned it on. No sooner had Tavi heard the buzz it was slid deep within her. The sensation sent her over the edge immediately. Writhing in ecstasy, Octavia cried out as she came “OH…OH YES! ...CELESTIA YESSSS!!...OHHHHHH!” Her breathing was jagged, the vibrating intruder deep in her loins kept her from coming off her orgasmic high. Leaning down her lips met Vinyl’s in another kiss, not as harsh but just as passionate. “You’re…fantastic…at that.” Octavia panted. “Same as scratching a record!” Vinyl said with a grin. Octavia pulled the unicorn up to her and kissed her once more. After a brief moment Octavia began nibbling down the side of Vinyl’s neck, firm but loving bites. As she reached her chest she began to kiss her way down slowly leaving a trail of moist fur down toward her goal. When Octavia reached the waist she paused for a moment to adjust the pulsing rod still buzzing away inside of her. Vinyl Scratch shivered as a tongue lightly brushed her clit. Octavia felt herself practically leaking as the sweet smell of sex met her nostrils. In she dove, her lips parted and she set to nibbling the pearl that lay before her. Wasting no time Octavia pushed her tongue deep inside Vinyl’s velvet marehood. In and out she darted as she hungrily lapped up the juices flowing from her lover. Vinyl Scratch writhed with pleasure. She placed her fore hoof on Tavi’s head and forced her deeper. Suddenly Vinyl stiffened as her intruder found her sweet spot. Octavia, deep within, licked and licked at her angels G-spot. Soon she had Vinyl moaning her name “Oh Octavia…Celestia don’t stop…mmmm deeper baby.” Octavia nibbled on Vinyl’s clit, sending her over the edge. Her legs clenched onto Tavi as Vinyl shook with her orgasm. Octavia climb up next to her wonderful new friend and kissed her neck and cheek gently. They lay in each other’s arms nuzzling and kissing. “I love you” Vinyl said. “I love you too” Octavia replied as she drifted off to sleep.