This chapter leads on from Chapter 16 of Vinyl and Octavia: University Days. A link can be found in the description.
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Vinyl decided to reply with a very enthusiastic kiss, which was far more engaging than the simple peck they had shared moments ago. There was something different about it this time, though. Kissing was no longer as far as they could go. A wave of heat rushed through her as the realisation of what they were about to do became apparent.
Octavia seemed to be thinking a lot less about the significance of their actions, instead simply losing herself in the moment. The DJ decided she had the right idea, and focused all of her attention on the grey masterpiece beside her, of which she intended to take a full tour.
The kisses continued for several minutes, but soon Vinyl sheepishly trailed off after a second sudden realisation. “Uh, Octavia…”
The mare frowned in concern. “What’s wrong?”
Vinyl felt like an absolute idiot, but there was really no avoiding it. “W-what do I do?”
“I… have no idea.”
For a moment, they just lay there, panting slightly. Then, in a moment of brilliance, an idea popped into Vinyl’s mind. “Hey, d’you remember when you walked in on me in the shower?”
“Yes…”
“Do… do you remember what I was doing?” The DJ blushed lightly, but considering what they were trying to do, it wasn’t really a big deal now.
Octavia smirked a little. “You were… touching yourself.” Her nostrils flared and her breath quickened, both very good signs in Vinyl's opinion.
“Only a little bit,” mumbled Vinyl, feeling embarrassed despite herself.
“It looked like more than a little bit,” giggled her cellist. “You had the most adorable look on your face, too.”
“Okay, okay. You made me crazy-horny and I needed to blow off some steam. Happy?”
“Quite.” She really did look rather pleased with herself.
“But, uh, I was thinking that if I can make myself feel good by doing that, I… could try it on you?” As soon as the words left her mouth, Vinyl wanted them back.
Oh Celestia,what am I doing? Did I seriously just offer to do that? That’s probably not even what mares are supposed to do together! Will she get angry if I quickly look some stuff up on my computer?
“Okay,” Octavia replied. Granted, it wasn’t casual, and she sounded a bit hoarse, but the speed of her response still shocked Vinyl.
She… really trusts me…
Vinyl leaned in for a grateful smooch. “Can you tell me if I do it right? Just say something whenever it’s good or bad.”
“Okay.” The grey mare’s chest was rising and falling rapidly now, and she was swallowing every few seconds, but she didn’t break eye contact for a moment. The DJ realised she probably looked the same.
Her hoof shook as she trailed it down Octavia’s belly and over the entrance just beyond it. The cellist gasped and her eyes widened.
Vinyl wanted to punch herself. “Sorry, sorry! Too fast?” In the second it took for Octavia to reply, Vinyl savoured the fact that something warm and sticky was now dripping off her hoof. There was absolutely no doubt about it now, Octavia was extremely into it.
“N-no, it’s fine. I just… haven’t felt that feeling before. I don’t, um, touch myself.”
“Ever?”
Octavia nodded, now constantly blushing as she too realised what was happening. “Oh Celestia! Vinyl, this is amazing, are we really doing this?” she gushed, unable to contain her excitement any longer.
“I’ve only touched you once,” giggled Vinyl.
Every fibre of her upbringing was screaming at Octavia that her next words would be unbelievably depraved and that she should definitely never say them.
“Perhaps you should fix that,” she whispered, embracing the thrill of saying something so completely… dirty! She almost clapped her hooves excitedly before remembering she had to act like a grown mare.
“Y-yes ma’am.” Vinyl lowered her hoof once more, this time taking a moment to tickle Octavia’s inner thighs (which elicited a very satisfying squeak) before attending to the main prize. She lightly pressed against the centre of her fillyfriend’s warmth and wetness and waited for her tense body to relax slightly.
Then, ever so slowly, she began to rub. Just tiny little motions at first; up and down, up and down. But the longer she did it, the easier it became. The fact that her hoof was now completely slicked in Octavian love-juice only made it that much simpler.
Octavia couldn’t hold back her little moans any longer. The mood solidified, bringing with it a mature sense of purpose. They were seriously doing this. Vinyl couldn’t believe what she was doing; lying next to her gorgeous roommate and watching her squeal and groan on the edge of her hoof. It was everything she had imagined when she was by herself and more.
“V-Vinyl-l-l-l-l,” whispered Octavia, each rub of her lover's hoof causing the drawn-out moan to stutter a little. “I think I’m…”
“Shh,” hushed the white mare. “Just let go and do it. I wanna look into your eyes as you finish.”
Octavia looked up at her love, her face expressing more than words ever could. Vinyl leaned in closer to try to push her over the edge with dirty talk. If it sounded so good when the cellist did it, why not her?
“Does that feel good, Octavia? Do you like it?”
The sweating earth pony reacted instantly, using her thighs to press Vinyl’s hoof harder against her. The unicorn rubbed even harder, enthused by seeing the classy mare losing control.
“I guess you do, don’t you? You love it.”
“Vinylllllll…” she whined, bucking her hips in a desperate attempt to get even closer to the source of her pleasure.
“You’re gonna cum soon, aren’t you? You want it so badly I can see it in your eyes.”
And that last bit of dirty talk was the tiebreaker. Octavia let out a low, elongated moan as she bit her lip and looked straight into Vinyl’s eyes, just like she wanted. The DJ got to watch every second of her fillyfriend’s first orgasm as it passed through her body like a sonic rainboom.
Her hoof was splattered with something very hot, and Octavia’s limbs were digging into the bed with all of her strength, but it was her eyes that held her attention the most. Seeing every wave of pleasure hit them, watching them lose focus and shudder with the rest of her body, that was the white mare’s true reward.
It was a good few minutes until Octavia stopped shaking, and another good few minutes before she could talk. “Y-you are the m-most amazing pony…” she started, trying her hardest to say something meaningful while still recovering her senses.
Vinyl hushed her again. “Shh, just relax. You can tell me how awesome I am later.”
Indeed, the DJ was feeling extremely proud of herself. She finally knew for certain that she wasn’t a complete failure in bed, and that fact alone was worthy of celebration.
But for now, as Octavia dozed happily beside her, completely spent, Vinyl was content to simply smile and wait.
See the morning after here.
This chapter leads on from halfway through Chapter 18 of Vinyl and Octavia: University Days.
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They passed a few other shellshocked students as they made their way down the winding path back to the dormitories. Exam season had well and truly begun, and with it came the mental anguish. But as they climbed up the stairs inside and approached their room, Octavia was feeling a very different kind of anguish. Vinyl walked quickly at her side, and she could see the excitement flashing in those exceptionally red eyes.
Her lover had no idea that Octavia had been secretly researching a few things. She probably thought they were going to fumble about like the first time, and Octavia couldn’t blame her. As amazing as it had been, she still felt incredibly embarrassed about it. I just sat there like a dead fish while she did everything! It was enough to make her turn red, even now. But no longer. She would redeem herself and give Vinyl everything she deserved.
Hearts’ racing, they slipped into their room and locked the door. Vinyl silently began casting the spell to soundproof their room while Octavia ducked into the bathroom and brushed her teeth. She felt silly, but her research had stressed the importance of hygiene so she did it anyway. Besides, Vinyl was too focused on the spell to notice. When Octavia returned to her lover’s side, she received a powerful kiss, full of breath and heat and almost-vocalised expressions of desire.
Vinyl led the way at first, taking Octavia to the bed with undisguised urgency. Octavia loved it; seeing Vinyl so worked up made her feel incredibly wanted. She bit her lip and fluttered her eyelashes, knowing how much such actions were appreciated. Vinyl’s eyes widened and she immediately picked her up and threw her on the bed. Octavia giggled demurely and rubbed her thighs together in a sensuous motion. Vinyl was practically drooling.
Such desire, all for me…
Unlike last time, Octavia felt like she had the upper hand. Even as Vinyl clambered on top and started kissing her again, she still felt powerful. When a white hoof began sliding down her stomach, a grey one brushed it away. Octavia pushed with her hind legs and rolled over, placing her on top of Vinyl. The unicorn was blushing like mad, her pupils wide and her lips wet.
Octavia stopped kissing her and slipped her hooves around her partner’s, pinning Vinyl to the bed with a surprised squeak. Presenting her most mischievous smile, Octavia winked. From the way Vinyl was reacting to this new burst of assertiveness, this would be a very quick rendezvous.
Following the instructions she had memorised, Octavia planted kisses down Vinyl’s chest, sliding lower as she did so. Vinyl seemed to understand what was about to happen, as she breathed even faster and started mumbling, “Oh jeez oh jeez oh jeez.”
Once she had reached her goal, Octavia paused. Suspense was crucial, according to the guides. She was close enough that Vinyl could feel her warm breath on her most sensitive spot. Looking up at the poor unicorn, Octavia was delighted to see her squirming and biting her lip. Oh yes, this wouldn’t take long at all.
Octavia planted little kisses across Vinyl’s thighs, intentionally avoiding the one place both of them were aching to touch. She was rewarded with a rather delicate dribble that ran down onto the sheets. She considered it a visual cue that the time had come to dispense with suspense, and slowly, she leaned in and tasted her love.
Whining helplessly, Vinyl writhed as much as she was able without moving away from Octavia’s exceedingly daring tongue. The sheets were rapidly becoming wetter with a combination of sweat and other liquids. For her part, Octavia found herself getting extremely excited as well. She was really doing it! She wasn’t a complete failure in bed after all! Soon, Vinyl would cum around her tongue, and she wouldn’t have to feel guilty anymore! The thought alone made Octavia start grinding her own hips into the bed.
Oh my, oh yes, oh Vinyl, yes, you sweet, sexy thing!
“Uh, Octavia?” Vinyl’s breathless voice interrupted her thoughts. Octavia’s eyes shot open and she looked up at the panting unicorn. “Uh, could you maybe lick a little higher? You’re sorta… missing the target.”
Her cheeks burning, Octavia sheepishly slid her tongue back to where it was needed. Perhaps she had gotten a tiny bit carried away. She paused for a moment. “Sorry.”
Vinyl looked positively sexual with her skin glistening and chest heaving, but she managed to pull out a grin just for her. “Hey, I’m not saying I didn’t like it, just maybe not tonight, huh?”
“Right. Um, I suppose I’ll, um, continue?” Octavia felt like she had four left hooves, floundering in her own awkwardness as she was. But the second her tongue touched Vinyl again, it was like a jolt of electricity shot through the unicorn, and she flopped back onto the bed without another word.
Determined to make up for her lapse of judgement, Octavia redoubled her efforts, exploring as deep as she could and committing to memory every texture and taste her tongue encountered. Struck by a thought, she brought her mouth up momentarily to nibble on the pink button waiting for her. The result was everything Octavia could have hoped for.
Vinyl screamed, her voice cracking and her entire body tense as the orgasm tore through her. Octavia quickly brought her mouth back down, which seemed like the right thing to do considering how much wetter the sheets would have suddenly become if she hadn’t. Her eyes went wide as Vinyl continued to moan and squeal with complete abandon. It was one of the most beautiful things she had ever seen: her lover, completely consumed by pleasure.
She’s certainly a lot noisier than I was. Is that how it’s supposed to sound? Should I have been louder?
Those questions would have to wait, because there was no question urgent enough to make her stop. The feeling of Vinyl’s walls tightening around her tongue was absolutely divine, but the rush of liquid forced her to focus on swallowing instead.
Goodness there’s a lot of it. Did I make this much? ...Do I taste this good?
While she waited for Vinyl to regain her sensibilities, Octavia shamelessly licked and sucked any last drops out of the puffy entrance. Well, maybe there was a little bit of shame.
I’m allowed to do this! she justified in her head. It’s perfectly normal! The internet told me so!
“Ohhhh, filly,” Vinyl croaked. She raised her heavy head and looked down at her dutiful cellist. “I, uh, probably should have warned you I can be a bit… messy.” After a moment, she pulled herself up slightly further, looking worried about how much of the sheet had been soaked. Upon finding it was was almost completely dry aside from a few drops, she raised an eyebrow. “Huh? It felt way more awesome than… that…” she trailed off as she noticed Octavia’s scarlet cheeks and wet mouth. Her eyes widened. “You… really?”
“The internet said it was okay!” Octavia blurted out, feeling more ashamed by the second.
“It is!” Vinyl quickly assured, looking almost… flattered? “I sorta thought you’d find it gross.” She scratched her head and looked away, clearly embarrassed.
Seized by a surge of confidence and daring, Octavia crawled up to see Vinyl face-to-face. “You taste fantastic,” she whispered.
“You are fantastic,” Vinyl replied hoarsely. “When did you learn to do that?” She looked at her hooves. “Jeez, I’m still shaking,” she chuckled.
“I looked a few things up on your computer. It… gave me a lot of ideas.”
“From now on, I give you complete, unconditional permission to try out every single idea you come up with.”
Octavia beamed, though she was still feeling slightly awkward. “So… I was okay?”
“You were perfect.” Vinyl pulled her in for a sweaty hug. After a few seconds, she lowered her voice. “And, uh, that place you were licking before… that actually felt really nice. I’d never even thought about it before.”
“It did? Oh, that reminds me of one of my ideas—”
Vinyl stifled her voice with a short kiss. “I think we should probably finish our exams first, don’t you?” She licked her lips. “Hey, I do taste fantastic.”
Octavia playfully shoved her lover back down. “Oh, you are just the naughtiest pony I have ever met.”
“You’re the one who licked my butt!”
With a squeal, Octavia leapt on top of Vinyl and tried to tickle her. They rolled around, giggling and gasping for air, until, exhausted, they fell apart and resorted to poking each other in the stomach.
“You know,” panted Octavia, “we should really get ready for the next exam.”
Author's Note
Finally, huh?
Hope you liked it! I can't say for sure if there will be more.
