The Center of Attention

Oh, wow, this is beyond incredible, Pinkie Pie thought as she felt Rarity shift herself down towards her vagina, I’ve never been naked in front of someone before. But…I like it. Oh, why do I like it?! My mom and dad are gonna be so mad at me! They’ll probably condemn me to hell right then and there! Oh…why does Rarity have to be so darn attractive?! Oh! OH! OH! SHE’S LICKING ME!!!

Rarity took that moment to begin gently sucking the delicious cookie out of Pinkie’s equally delicious pie. The pink girl howled with pleasure, shoving herself ever further into Rarity’s mouth. She became desperate for the flick of her friend’s tongue, and the approving bat of those gorgeous blue eyes. She felt Rarity’s teeth begin to gnaw on her folds, slowly chewing both the cookie and her throbbing sexual organ. Her pleasure only grew from this, as the bites were far from painful. They were delivered with a sensuality that only Rarity could possibly provide.

“Holy…my…oh, I’m trying not to say a dirty word!” Pinkie shouted.

“Curse for me, darling,” Rarity growled, “say those naughty things. You know you want to, and there’s nothing wrong with it. Come on. Be dirty for me, Pinkie. Don’t think of your parents or their morals. It’s all about what you want. So, tell me, my pet, what do you want? Do you want to be some stuffy, repressed girl all your life…or do you want to live a little? Our bodies are an adventure, Pinkie, so why not come exploring with me?”

Pinkie was lost in Rarity’s amazing gaze, and she nodded groggily. “I…I wanna live,” she said, “I want you, Rarity.”

“I thought so,” Rarity purred.

She went back below Pinkie’s belt and continued to eat the meal provided there. Delicious crumbs from the circular dessert mixed with Pinkie’s amazingly sweet body fluids. It all came together marvelously on Rarity’s tongue and, like the professional she was, she swallowed without complaint. Her eyes narrowed to slits as she continued to lick and suck at Pinkie’s sensitive area, reveling in the shrieks from above. Her ears burned with the fire of Pinkie’s undiscovered sexual prowess, and her hands found their way to her own kitty. She began rubbing at her hard nub before moving down and feeling the cookie that Pinkie had stuck in there.

She moaned a bit as she finished administering the oral pleasure, and then maneuvered her way over Pinkie’s face. After seeing that Pinkie understood what to do, she knelt and felt her friend go to work. Having the dessert eaten out of her body was somewhat of an ethereal experience. There were mounds of happiness that came with it, yet there was also a sense of otherworldliness. She’d had the joy of being involved in a scatological orgy before, so she understood the sensual nature that bodily functions played in the sexual experience. However, she’d never felt as if she were having something extracted from her. It was almost like a weird vaginal defecation, and Pinkie was the catalyst.

“Mm…oh, yes, baby, suck that cookie out of my cunt!” Rarity cried.

“MMPH! OH! It tastes so good, Rarity! You taste so good!” Pinkie howled.

“Keep eating it, darling!” Rarity shouted, “eat up, and then you can have a special treat!”

“More dessert?!” Pinkie asked with hope.

“Mm-hmm!” Rarity nodded.

Pinkie immediately tore back into Rarity’s pussy, and the white girl screamed with delight. She felt the rest of the cookie make its way back out of her sensual canal. But, Pinkie didn’t stop there. She continued to lick and lick, and Rarity squealed to the heavens. She wanted to give Pinkie her special treat, but it seemed that Pinkie had plans of her own. The party planner had apparently become somewhat obsessed with Rarity’s private area, and she was going to make sure it was cleaned thoroughly. She even made her way up the designer’s rear crevice and orally played with her tight butthole. Rarity grunted and moaned, but held her ass cheeks apart so Pinkie could gain better access.

“Oh…oh, fuck, that’s good!” Rarity yelled, “holy shit, Pinkie, how’d you know to go there next?”

“Just a hunch,” Pinkie said, “now, then, I think that’s all your special holes. So…where’s the treat?”

Rarity got off Pinkie’s face and grabbed something truly special from the bag below. It was a small cake, filled to the brim with delicious looking frosting. Pinkie was mesmerized, and she tried to dive in mouth first. She thought it was a present of gratitude for pleasing her friend so much. It seemed very thoughtful of the designer to give her such an amazing and splendid treat as a gift. She figured that it was only right for her to dive right in.

But Rarity stopped her. “Darling, we’re nude,” she said, “we don’t eat cake when we’re nude! We’ll get it all over us!”

“But you put frosting on my jiggle mountains earlier,” Pinkie pointed out.

Rarity giggled at Pinkie’s cute description of her breasts. “Yes, I did. However, I licked it up, and now there isn’t a drop left down there. No, darling, this is a sexual cake.”

“A sexual cake?”

“Mm…yes,” Rarity said as she squatted over the frosted tower, “and we fuck the cake.”

“We fuck the cake?” Pinkie asked.

“Yes, darling, we fuck the cake.”

“But I thought you were trying to avoid a mess.”

“On our…erm…jiggle mountains, darling,” Rarity said, “I never said anything about our cunny pies.”

“Cunny pies?”

“Yes, and yours is so beautiful,” Rarity raved, “now, squat over the cake and do exactly as I do.”

Pinkie shrugged her shoulders, but was definitely up for another bout of sexual exploration. So, she did as Rarity instructed, and the two girls plowed themselves into the cake. The frosting and sponge felt incredible against their bare pussies, and they kissed and howled as they rode along. Rarity grabbed Pinkie’s shoulders, pressing their two bodies together. The tower was still a tad warm, and the fluffy coating made things even better. They rode the cake like any penis, shoving things further and further inside until they felt like they couldn’t take anymore.

“OH, FUCK, RARITY!” Pinkie howled, finally letting her last inhibition loose, “I CAN’T TAKE IT! IT FEELS TOO GOOD!”

“FUCK THAT CAKE, PINKIE!” Rarity screamed back, “FUCK IT, BABY! FUCK IT!”

The girls squealed and shrieked with pleasure, wanting more and more of the spongy goodness. It was so sensual, so dirty, and so amazingly wonderful that neither of them felt any kind of need to hold back. They went for a few moments, kissing and screaming along until Pinkie finally felt the throes of orgasm jolt her body. Her shriek became silent and her eyes rolled back in her head as she collapsed on the car seat. Rarity wasn’t too far behind her, and she fell over on top of her. Their nether regions had been completely coated in frosting, and Rarity suggested they clean themselves before returning to their friends.

“Alright,” Pinkie panted, “just…give me…a minute.”

“You can have all the time you need, my naked sweet treat,” Rarity cooed, “besides, the frosting on your vagina feels just divine against mine.”

“Rare?”

“Yes?”

“I love being naked with you,” Pinkie said as she blushed, “in fact, I can’t remember a time that’s been so super-duper fun!”

“Me neither, my Pinkie,” Rarity said, “me neither.”