The Center of Attention

Rarity took Rainbow Dash over to the nearby surf shack. They entered and passed all the boards, wax, and other various things that surfers might need. Dash was in awe of the entire store, but Rarity could have done without it. She didn’t say that about too many shops, but this one just spoke complete drabness. She preferred what she called the “fabulousness” of 5th Avenue in Manhattan. There weren’t any mannequins dressed in the newest and swankiest styles in this old surf shack. But, it did hold one of the best secret spots to have sex: an old bathroom.

Before they arrived, Dash said she needed to do something real quick, and she ran off. She noted how confused Rarity was and she loved it. Feelings of control were already coursing through her lithe body. She knew this surf shack well, even though it could be considered a labyrinth to others. It was a bit of organized chaos, as boards of all shapes and sizes imposed themselves on the shopper. Other things were strewn about in a manner where a grizzled veteran might find them, but a first time rookie would be lost in the metaphorical woods. But Dash knew that this store had a secret, and she was going to take full advantage of it.

Meanwhile, Rarity waited on Dash to return and felt the call of nature. So, she entered the stall and slowly pulled down her tiny bottoms. She felt a rush of adrenaline at the thought that Dash might walk in on her, so she made an effort to ensure this would happen. She left the stall unlocked and grabbed a small bit of toilet paper. Utilizing her rather impressive folding skills, she created a small arrow and placed it on the floor underneath the door. She knew Dash wouldn’t be able to resist what was inside, and she was counting on her friend’s lust to be the catalyst for something truly amazing.

When Dash returned, Rarity’s plan went into action. It worked more perfectly than she ever thought possible. The rainbow haired girl walked right in on her, narrowing her eyes lustily when she saw the nearly naked fashionista. She giggled as she watched a beautiful stream go from Rarity’s folds into the water below. Then, without warning, she suddenly kneeled and began allowing Rarity to urinate into her open mouth. She loved the taste but, more than that, she loved that it was Rarity doing it. The fashion lover moaned as the golden river drove itself into Dash’s maw, where it was immediately spat out to make room for more.

“I’m not swallowing it,” Dash said playfully.

“Mm…I don’t want you to,” Rarity responded with the same manner, “I just love seeing it in there. But, I’m all finished, so we might want to proceed.”

Dash smiled and got up, slowly removing her hat and putting her hair down. Then, she began the process of stripping for Rarity. The weekend webcam shows she hosted played well into this laborious event. Stripping was an art form, and Rainbow Dash was the equivalent of Picasso. First, she drug her finger tantalizingly across Rarity’s cheek, leaving small scratches wherever she could. Pain was a big part of her sexuality, and she loved being able to share it with one of her closest friends.

Once this was completed, she drug the same finger through her top and lowered one strap, silently telling Rarity that she had earned it. Then, she moved down through the neckline of her top and snapped it against her skin a few times. She noted the jolt each one gave Rarity, and the beautiful high school senior looked as if she were about to pop. Dash chuckled and finally removed her top, exposing a pair of small breasts to Rarity’s adoring sight. She then slowly untied her board shorts and shook her hips while pulling them to the ground, revealing some bright blue bikini bottoms.

“Oh, darling!” Rarity said as her heart skipped a beat, “you naughty girl…”

“I always wear these under my board shorts,” Dash explained, “if anything, you’re the naughty one. I mean, you’re basically wearing confetti.”

“Mm…but you like it, don’t you?”

“Of course, I do!” Dash exclaimed, “now, get your beautiful ass over here and kiss me!”

Rarity practically leapt to her feet and the girls made out furiously. Tension had been building between them for months, though they could never find the right time to let it out. They tried the bathrooms in school, the fields out back, and even made pilgrimages to each other’s homes. But it never failed that, when they were down to their underwear or even topless, someone would walk by and ruin the whole thing. They’d been punished multiple times for their attempts at gratification. But now, they could fuck in peace. Well…relative peace, anyway, for their kiss quickly turned into a ripping and tearing session. Simply put, Rarity ripped the bottoms off Dash’s waist, and Dash tore into Rarity’s breasts with her fingers.

“Oh, fuck, it hurts so good!” Rarity exclaimed, “your nails are just the right length, Dashie!”

“You’d better fuck me hard,” Dash commanded, “otherwise, I just might have to dig these nails into your pussy…”

Rarity didn’t need a further invitation. Unlike her previous session with Fluttershy, which had started softly and ended on a hardcore high note, this one would be hard throughout. So, she threw Dash up against the door and began tribbing with all the strength she could muster. Dash grunted, moaned, and squealed at each new sensation that shot up and down her nude body. She secretly loved it whenever her partner took control of a session, almost as much as she loved controlling someone. Either way, it was radical and extreme, and she adored every second of it. Rarity’s pussy gleamed as it crashed down on hers, leaving her breathless every time.

“Ugh! Oh! Fuck me, Rare, fuck me, you whore!” Dash cried, “mm! Yes! God fucking damnit, that feels good! Oh, fuck me with that hot cunt!”

“Yes! Yes, I’ll fuck you, Dashie! I’ll fuck you hard!” Rarity shouted back, “I’ll fuck you so fucking hard you piece of dog shit!”

Dash adored the insult. In fact, one of her fetishes was to be handcuffed to a bed while either a boy or a girl shoved a dick in her anus and called her names. She might not have been experiencing her ultimate fantasy, but this was the next best thing. The dingy lighting, the dirty bathroom, and Rarity’s crotch slamming into hers over and over again. Dash was in heaven, and she closed her eyes and allowed Rarity to be completely free with her.

You fuck me good, Rarity, she thought, because when you finish…I’ve got a little surprise for you.