The Center of Attention

Rarity was, to put it mildly, devastatingly exhausted. Her pussy screamed as she sat down on the blanket and her breasts felt as if they could not be tugged anymore. The anus that had seen so much action in the past hours felt as if it would fall away from her body. Looking upon her beautiful friends in their swimwear stirred some sparks within her being, but she acted on exactly none of them. She had been completely satisfied, and now she lay on her back and allowed the sun to do its amazing work. It was an incredible feeling, and the warmth brought up some incredible memories of that day.

As she tanned, her mind conjured up nude image after nude image. She saw Pinkie gingerly removing her bottoms, Fluttershy trying to cover her breasts, and Rainbow Dash giving her a fierce look while grasping her hips. Recollections of the punishment, pain, joy, thrill, and excitement that she’d shared with her friends flew through her mind. It was like the seagulls that dotted the beach in their flocks: beautiful, independent, and somewhat disturbing. She couldn’t have asked for more beautiful conquests than the ones she’d made that afternoon. A smile crossed her face as Twilight and Sunset’s vaginas made their presence known in her mind. The soft folds caressed her cerebrum, and she felt as if she could touch them as she had before.

No, she told herself, be patient. The naked party will come soon enough…and then you’ll get to fondle them again.

The very idea of seeing her two dear friends so vulnerable again sent a small, thrilling wave throughout her body. There was something so philosophical about three platonic female friends sharing their bodies and spirits in such a manner. It excited her, and she nearly began masturbating…but she calmed herself. Still, though, she could not wait until things laid themselves out in a way where she might see them naked again. No secrets could be kept while they were in such a primitive state, and she felt like they had gained a whole new layer of trust throughout their sexual activity.

She suddenly sat up and crawled over to where Twilight lay on her blanket. Her straps were down, revealing her beautiful shoulders. Rarity smiled and noted that everyone else seemed to be asleep. So, she kissed Twilight’s cheek and began gently and tenderly massaging her. She earned a small sigh from the half-awake intellectual, so she continued. She chuckled to herself as she rubbed circles around Twilight’s shoulder blades, and then bent down to where she could whisper in her ear.

“You know, Twilight, I don’t think I’ve ever had as much fun as I’ve had today.”

“Mmph-mmph-mmph,” came the muffled response of her face down friend.

“What, darling?”

Twilight sat up, but kept her straps pulled down. “I said, ‘I’ll bet you haven’t.’”

“I’d…very much like to sleep with you again sometime, sweetie,” Rarity said softly, “I mean, if it’s at the nude party, fine…but…I…I…”

Twilight reached a hand out and pulled Rarity closer. “I thought you were into boys,” she said knowingly and with a humorous twinkle in her eye.

“Oh, come off it, Twi,” Rarity chuckled, “you know I have a hankering for both genders. I love having a dick pressed inside me…but I love it just as much when I’m able to experience the softness that a woman provides. I have now had sex with each of you…and…I must say…you were the best.”

“It’s not a competition, although I do love a good game,” Twilight said, “you sleep with whomever you want, Rarity. But, if you’re trying to tell me you love me, then…I’m sorry. My heart belongs to Timber Spruce, and it always will.”

“Does that mean that we can no longer…have fun together?” Rarity asked worriedly.

Twilight nuzzled her. “Of course not. Timber and I are committed to each other, yes, but I see no reason why I can’t have a little fun on the side. Rarity, you’re one of my closest friends…and I do want to share my body with you whenever it’s appropriate.”

“So,” Rarity said, “what are the rules?”

Twilight smiled. “Just one: we will always be open with each other. If one of us gets uncomfortable with the arrangement, we’ll call it off until we can agree on something new. The nude party will be the beginning of our new relationship.”

“So…friends with benefits, then?”

“Always,” Twilight said, “now, get back to your blanket and get your phone.”

Rarity was confused by this command, but she gladly returned to her area and picked up her cellular device. She then turned and noted that Twilight had left her blanket and gone somewhere completely unknown. The fashionista waited and waited and waited, but nothing blipped or flashed on the screen. She began to wonder if Twilight’s previous sexual agreement had been nullified by some strange occurrence. Doubt worked its way into her mind as it seemed Twilight had forgotten her promise.

Then, suddenly, her phone buzzed and she hit the power button. She blushed heavily as she beheld a very special set of pictures. It seemed that Twilight had snuck off somewhere private, stripped down to complete nudity, and had taken four or five self-imposed shots. Rarity breathed deeply as sweat dripped down her neck. It was a perfect pictorial, and it looked as if Twilight had put some thought into her poses. There was even one with her swimsuit covering her privates, teasing Rarity through the lens.

A message accompanied the photos: “You’re not the only one who can model.”

She typed back: “I can see that. Now, can I expect these types of sets very often?”

The reply: “As long as you need them. Have fun with these.”

She wrote back: “You know I will, you fucking whore.”

The response: “Says the chick wearing a string up her butt.”

Rarity couldn’t help but chuckle…