The Center of Attention

Rarity wailed away on Rainbow Dash and both girls howled and screamed. It made the fashionista feel a little odd, considering the location of the rutting, even though she had chosen it. She didn’t know that Rainbow would be so loud, and she quietly hoped that her friend would lose the use of her vocal chords. Her screams were incredible to hear, and the passion on her face was wondrous to behold, but at the same time, Rarity did not wish to be caught in such a compromising position. She silently cursed herself for not mulling things over thoroughly, and thinking with her pussy instead of her mind. Each time their folds brushed, a new scream would accompany it, and Rainbow’s filthy mouth didn’t do them any favors.

Still, though, it felt amazing. It was like…floating on a cloud while being assaulted by the most gorgeous sunset one had ever seen. Harshness, beauty, depravity, stillness, peace, joy, serenity, anger, all were felt each time their vaginas danced. Considering the vast puddle of emissions that each girl was leaving on the floor, it was almost as if their lower halves had grown tear ducts and were weeping with delight. Rainbow Dash’s vagina was a sight to behold, with a little strip of pubic hair running right up the top, matching Rarity’s to a T. She wondered where her beloved friend had gotten her waxing done, as it appeared to be expertly performed.

“Darling…ugh…oh…fuck…where…did…you get…waxed?” She asked as she pounded away breathlessly.

“Is…now…really the time…for such…a question?” Dash asked.

“Yes, sweetheart…” Rarity gasped, “…it is. Your…pussy…looks…fantastic!”

Rainbow didn’t answer, but backed away, leaving Rarity whimpering for more. The athlete smirked as she wound her way behind Rarity and bent down to where her board shorts lay. She quietly retrieved a little surprise for her fashion loving friend, hiding it behind her back in order to create even more suspense. She softly moved her hand through Rarity’s beautiful purple hair, bending strands up to her nose in order to sniff them. They smelled so sweet, and it nearly drove Dash insane. But she calmed herself, knowing that this was all part of the process, and slowly bent Rarity over at the waist.

“Mm…you really think my little kitty looks so good?” She asked in a voice that would make a snake blush.

“Yes, I do!” Rarity cried, “it’s probably the most beautiful vagina I’ve ever seen!”

Rainbow smirked. “Fine, I’ll tell you who does my waxing…I do.”

“You…do?”

“Mm-hmm, and I don’t do it traditionally, either. Every single part of me has to be ready for high speed and high maneuverability at a moment’s notice. So, I just sneak a bottle of wax into school, and utilize the facilities. I take some duct tape with me and…RIP…it’s gone before I’m able to scream.”

Rarity was shocked. Just to think of such a method made her skin sore. She couldn’t believe that Rainbow Dash was so masochistic in her efforts to remove pubic hair. But, at the same time, it did seem rather kinky. Perhaps Dash got some sick sexual thrill out of ripping her hair off with duct tape. Maybe those videos that Rarity tried to watch that featured hooks, chains, whips, and other implements made more sense than she thought. She suddenly wanted to try it, and she turned back to see Rainbow parting her butt cheeks.

“Oh, my stars, Rainbow!” Rarity gasped, and then turned on the sleaze, “surely, you aren’t going to lick my dirtiest body part, are you? Hm? Do you like my asshole?”

Dash didn’t answer, but ran her bright pink tongue over the hole, earning a sigh of delight from up front. If there was one thing the athlete loved to do, it was answer questions physically rather than verbally. This was no exception. Plus, Rarity’s question was borderline insulting. Of course, she loved her friend’s butthole! Why on Earth would she be running her tongue over it, running the risk of swallowing some leftover piece of fecal matter? Rarity’s anus was so delicate and tender, and it tasted amazing. Rainbow licked to her heart’s content, loving the moans that came from another beautiful hole.

“Oh, my Rainbow Dash…” Rarity moaned, “…lick me, darling. Oh, tongue me, baby. Tongue me…”

“Mm…licking you is fun,” Dash said, “but I think what I have in my hand will be more fun.”

“What’s that, darling?”

“Some duct tape and a little toy surfboard.”

Rarity gasped. She could put two and two together, and she realized that she’d been sexually double crossed. But, she too, could understand the process, and she went with the flow. As she looked toward the bathroom stall door, Dash placed three pieces of tape on her ass cheeks. Then, without warning, she ripped one off, earning a howl of pain. But at the same time, an odd sense of pleasure flowed through the fashionista. She begged Dash for more, and the athlete acquiesced, only this time, she ripped the tape off slowly. Every new tear was amazing to Rarity’s warped mind, and she screamed to the heavens.

“OH! YOU NASTY WHORE, RAINBOW!” Rarity squealed, “YOU’D BETTER RIP THAT THIRD PIECE OFF!”

“Oh, I’m just getting started,” Rainbow sneered, “in fact, I think you deserve a little vaginal tape.”

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!” Rarity cried, “oh, please, Rainbow! Please! I’m such a bad girl! I’m such a naughty girl! I deserve to have my pussy in pain! Please! Please! Put it there!”

Dash quickly ripped the third piece off Rarity’s butt, earning a howl of painful pleasure from the fashion lover. Then, she reapplied it over Rarity’s delicate folds, and began to torture her with it. She’d rip a part off, and then put it back, and then repeat the process. Fifteen times, she did this, eliciting screams that became higher and higher the closer Rarity got to her peak. Finally, Dash ripped the whole thing off, and Rarity’s scream was so full of pain and happiness that it became silent.

But Dash wasn’t done. She took the toy surfboard and commanded Rarity to suck on it. The eager fashionista hungrily gnawed on the plaything, turning it over and over in her mouth to ensure that it would smoothly slip into whatever hole it was meant to. When this was accomplished, Rainbow began to torture the white girl once again. She shoved it into her own vagina and began pleasuring herself, while disallowing Rarity from any access to happiness. Rarity begged Rainbow for it, but the blue girl just shook her head. She was in control of this situation, and that was the way she liked it.

“Oh, fuck you, Rainbow!” Rarity suddenly yelled in anger.

“Oo…getting testy, are we? Do you want the little surfboard in you?”

“YES! YES!” Rarity cried, “please, shove it in me! In my mouth, in my pussy, in my ass, I don’t care! I just want it in me!”

“Alright,” Dash said, “but remember, you asked for it…”