The Real Friendship Games - Part 3

-The sands of time rewind to witness events unseen-

“Looks like things are finally getting interesting~” Lemon sang, hugging Vinyl close whilst groping one of her tits.

‘I kinda wish we invited a few guys, Zesty. I love you to bits, but I also like a thick cock in my cunt now and then.’ Vinyl signaled, smiling knowingly and slyly.

“Oh, you bitch. You know that’s what the strap-ons are for!” Lemon countered, kissing her girlfriend’s cheek. Around her, she could see Fluttershy and Sugarcoat making out heavily and messily, the poor white-haired girl completely dominated by the usually shy animal lover. Trixie was at the mercy of Rainbow and Indigo, and they had nothing to give. Rarity was touching herself, discarding her bikini as she watched Sunny being molested by Sunset and Sour at the same time, with the bacon-haired girl taking the lead.

“Fucking peeeeerfect. The recipe for the perfect niiiight~” Lemon sang before feeling her lover’s hands scooping her rear, her fingers caressing her skin before sinking into her flesh. “Naughty, naughty.” Vinyl replied by shoving her tongue down her throat. While the two lovebirds proceeded to tongue-fuck each other’s throats, Sunset got a naughty, scrumptious devilish, and sexy idea coupled with an opening to pull it off.

She let go of her hold, allowing Sour Sweet the chance to molest Sunny however she desired. Aka, she began to nip her neck and finger her pussy wildly. Rarity crawled towards the newfound duo and quickly found her place against Sour’s leaking fingers, catching every ounce of delicious nectar she could at the same time she abused the lavender-haired girl’s clit.

“Just look at all the beautiful things happening around us, love. Makes me want to take a picture or two… or a hundred,” Lemon said after ending their kiss. She idly watched Sunset make her way to the two athletes and the magician, most certainly to ‘move things along’ while Fluttershy was making short work out of Sugarcoat.

‘Why don’t you, then?’ Signaled Vinyl.

“Oh, please, and ruin this moment I have with you? Not even if I got to smack Octavia across the face again, love,” she ended with a wide grin and a victorious chuckle.

Vinyl’s expression turned unamused as she raised an eyebrow.

“Alright, alright. I know you don’t like it when I speak of Octavia that way. But seriously, fuck her. On second thought. Don’t fuck her, just slap her pretentious, holier-than-thou face,” Lemon replied with a smile.

Vinyl sighed, not bothering to try and correct her girlfriend. ‘No matter what Tavi has done or thinks, she’s my friend and a dear one at that. I won’t try to defend her actions, but please, just try not to be such a bitch to her?’

“Fiiiine, but only because I love you. I’ll kick her ass again if she tries anything funny, though,” Lemon warned and Vinyl nodded in agreement. “Now shut up and let’s fuck, beautiful.”

‘I’m mute, you idiot~’ Vinyl signaled before complying with her girlfriend’s request. Their lips reunited once more, their tongues happily returning to their favorite game. Their hands caressed their bodies, enjoying the warmth of their bodies and how good it felt to hold each other like that. It didn’t take long for them to reach each other’s bikini bottoms. Wit unparalleled skill, their dexterous fingers quickly removed the embrace of the pieces of fabric. As they fell unceremoniously to the ground, Vinyl pushed back against her beloved, slowly making her back down until they reached the table.

Lemon ended their kiss again, but before Vinyl could pout about it, the green-haired girl grabbed a bottle of tequila and took a swing at it, barely filling half of her mouth but it was more than enough for her plan. She then joined her lips to Vinyl’s, forcing her to part them open and let her freshly harvested liquor invade her mouth also.

“Mmmmffff~” moaned the mute girl from deep within her stomach. Her tongue was sloshed with the intoxicating and rich flavor of the tequila, a favorite of hers, and that only served to turn her own more as their kissing session continued. They drank most of it, the burning sensation helping them to turn their making out session all the fiercer. What they couldn’t drink escaped and dribbled out the corners of their mouths each time they readjusted their angles; it ran down their jaws and necks to smear their bodies with its essence.

When it was all gone, Vinyl ended their kiss but didn’t pull her lips away from her girlfriend’s scrumptious body. Down she traveled, kissing and lapping against her girlfriend’s pink skin. She stopped briefly to suck and bite her nipples for good measure, then continued further down. Lemon could only watch with rapt attention, unwilling to stop her girlfriend’s actions, much less so when she reached her crotch and started to lick and kiss her pussy lips.

“You may be mute, but you sure know how to use your mouth, Vinyyyyyyl~” Lemon praised, her whole body trembling with jolts of pleasure coming from her crotch. Using a hand, she enticed her to redouble her efforts by pressing her face more against her leaking cunt. Out of the corner of her vision, the scenes of Rainbow stumbling to the ground after drinking Trixie’s Moonshine, Fluttershy spanking Sugarcoat’s ass, and that of Rarity, on her knees, licking and slurping at the pussies of Sunny and Sour; jumping back and forth between them while they aggressively made out, fighting for dominance while their tongues battled.

Lemon licked her lips when she saw Sour Sweet bite Sunny’s lower lip, pulling and sucking it before latching against her mouth again.

“Well, they a-are sureeeellYYYYH! Having fun!” She struggled to say as Vinyl was too focused on her task of making her cum through the use of her skills. Regretfully, she had to stop her beloved. “Vinyl, while I love your tongue and how you work it, I don’t want to cum like this. Not yet, anyway~” she said and Vinyl stopped, looking up at her confused. Lemon chuckled and moved her free hand to Vinyl’s face, casually removing her glasses and setting them aside on the table. “There you go. Fuck me sideways from here to Jupiter, I fucking love your gorgeous eyes, baby. I swear amethysts and sugilites have jack shit against you.”

Vinyl blushed heavily, her face turning completely red whilst mumbling. Obviously, her voice didn’t come out, but ragged breaths and throaty moans did; both showing her deepest embarrassment. ‘Y-You are such a big, pussy-licking tease! How dare you say those corny-ass, lame, romantic things to me!?’ She signaled rather agitatedly once she could properly communicate again.

Lemon grinned cockily. “Curious. From my perspective, I’m not the one who’s been doing pussy-licking, now have I~?”

Vinyl stood up, kissing her girlfriend’s belly, torso, tits, neck, and finally her lips on her way. Once they were seeing eye to eye, she signaled. ‘Point conceded. But I also know how much you love the taste of pussy, even your own.’

“Hah! Guilty as charged,” she admitted before licking the wet stain of her juices left on her lips. “So, beautiful, what’s the plan now?” She was promptly given her answer as Vinyl got a hold of her headphones still neatly resting around and back her hair. She then watched as Vinyl placed them on the table where her glasses were, making sure to leave her glasses inside the circle formed by her headphones. “And I’m the romantic one here, love?”

‘What can I say? I like my cheesy romance novels the same way I like you’ she stopped in order to place her hand over her hips, turn her around, and then gently push her back. Lemon initially smiled, but her smile turned to a panic yelp as she fell down. Fortunately, Vinyl moved and in a totally-not-planned move gently placed her on the carpeted floor.

“Cheeky bitch,” Lemon chuckled. “You’re lucky I love you so much, else I’d force you to wear that cheerleading outfit you hate so much and make you dance for me,” with a pull from her hands, whatever plan Vinyl had in mind was shattered. Lemon pulled her girlfriend close, forcing her on her knees before they settled to sit in front of each other, their legs entwined. “Come on, baby, don’t be shy. Come closer. I promise I’ll bite you just as hard as you want me to~”

‘Dork,’ Vinyl signaled quickly before moving forth. ‘What the heck, I take the offer.’

“Thaaaaat’s it, baby,” Lemon sang, smiling widely as their crotches approached each other. As they inched closer, Lemon detected a problem with their position. Namely speaking, their angle and the space available wasn’t enough. Nothing that can’t be fixed~, she thought before driving her left arm under Vinyl’s right leg, effectively lifting it more than enough to fix the angle problem, then she spread her legs a bit wider, her girlfriend imitating her example and the second issue was resolved.

“Aaaaaahhh~” She moaned loudly while Vinyl had an expression of pure elation as their hot, drenched pussies touched. “I can tell you’re soooo eager for this, love. Tell me, do you want to fuck me?” Vinyl nodded rapidly. “Too bad for you, babe. I’m quite worked up thanks to your lovely mouth and I need to cum hard, so I’ll be the one doing the fucking this time.” Seeing her lover pout, she leaned in to kiss her nose, cheeks, and finally her forehead. “Don’t be mad, baby. We have aaaaaall night and more than that to have as much fun as we want. We can fuck until we can’t move anymore or we fuck each other into a coma.”

Satisfied, Vinyl smiled and kissed her lips in a chaste manner.

After pulling back, Lemon’s grip over her lover’s leg tightened to ensure a better, steadier pace for her to follow. As she began to move, their lower lips clashed against one another; a simple parody of what their upper lips were capable of but far more intimate. Their pink jewels were also rubbing each other, quickly driving them into the pits of carnal pleasure.

Lemon gritted her teeth, groaning and breathing out harshly, solely focused on her task to bring herself to climax while arousing her alabaster princess as much as she could. Vinyl, on the other hand, had an eye closed while her mouth was partially hanging open. She couldn’t moan in the same way her girlfriend and friends could, but her ragged breaths still came out along with deep, guttural groans of pleasure.

“You feel that, baby?” Lemon asked while their bodies got closer to each other, close enough for their bouncing breasts to start touching. “You’re going to make me cum all over your slutty body.” Vinyl moaned, nodding happily and drooling while her hips and legs started to tremble. “Fuck me, you’re so damn sexy, Vinyl.” Lemon chuckled, but her humor was cut short when her girlfriend latched an arm behind her back, pulling her closer; her lips captured and held hostage yet again.

The green-haired girl moaned deeply into the kiss, her tongue already battling against the matching appendage of Vinyl. Their faces were quickly changing to a nice shade of red brought by their desperate spit exchange and enthusiastic hip movements. While their longing was palpable, they wanted to make the moment last for as long as possible. As their hips began to tremble with the incoming signs of an imminent orgasm approaching, Lemon ended the kiss; a thick string of saliva connecting their mouths for moments more.

Then, Vinyl moved her lips as she was unable to use her hands for the moment. ‘I love you’, her lips said. Acting as the key needed to open the floodgates, Lemon let out a whiny howl of pure pleasure brought by her lover’s ‘words’. “Fuck! Fuck! Shit! Cunt! Fuuuuck me!” She cursed over and over again while slamming her pussy as hard as she could against Vinyl’s. The blue-haired girl opened her mouth, signaling a silent scream of pure joy as her orgasm also arrived. Her hands clasped against Lemon’s back and her fingertips quickly made contact with her flesh. Dragging her nails down across her back, she left red, pulsating marks in their wake.

“FUUUUUUCK YES!” Screamed Lemon, the rush of the pain mixed with her orgasm culminating on a second, short-lived mini-climax that zapped the strength out of her body. Before her body went completely limp, Vinyl supported her weight, but couldn’t prevent them both from falling onto the carpet. Piled atop the other, their sweaty, heaving bodies could do little more than lay there for a few seconds basking in the glory of their afterglow. Vinyl came out of it first, not a surprise given her high stamina and how wrecked Lemon got during that orgasm.

Bearing a malicious smile, the kind that spoke of a kinky and sexy sort of baleful intent, Vinyl flipped her lover over, so that she would be laying on her back. “V-Vinyl?” She asked with ragged breath, but she didn’t reward her with an answer. Instead, she moved on top of her very sensitive, very ragged girlfriend. Using her hands, she forced her legs to part open as wide as they could go without hurting her. When it was done, she took a moment to admire just how vulnerable and exposed she was right now. Her tight, clenching asshole, wet and stained by the juices still leaking out of her slightly parted cunt.

Using two fingers, she teased her entrance, drawing circles around it, for a few seconds before plunging them into her depths. She fucked her girlfriend for around twenty seconds, her cries and the way she clenched the carpet making her heart beat faster and louder by the second. Then, she suddenly stopped and pulled them out only to bring them up to her mouth. She then began to suckle and slurp at her nectar-covered fingers loudly; obscenely sticking her tongue out before driving her finger down her throat until they were free of her taint.

“Fffffffuck me that’s so fucking hot, you slutty vixen,” Lemon rasped, unable to choose between moaning or yelling at such a display. “What did I do to deserve you?”

‘Slapped my friend’s face comes to mind, for one. Being an annoying ass and cute also helped, I guess’, Vinyl replied with a cocky grin, wiggling her eyebrows.

“Hey, I take offense to that. I’m not cute, I’m hot. Sunny Flare is cute-”

“F-Fuck you, Lemon!” Sunny called.

“-and annoying ass? You sure you weren’t talking about Sour Sweet?”

“Say that again to my face and I’ll smack your ass until it beats red, Zest!” Sour replied.

“But I totally slapped bit--ehem-- I slapped Octavia’s face, for your honor, my lady.” She said with a sly grin, not trying to hide the vitriol in her voice when uttering the name of the grey-skinned whore that dared try to take her beloved girlfriend away.

Vinyl nodded. It really pained her that her girlfriend expressed herself like that when it came to Octavia, though there was little she could do to defend her friend after what happened. Pushing those thoughts out of her mind, she opted to instead focus on more prevalent matters. Namely speaking, return the favor andfuck her girlfriend back. With her legs spread open as they were, it wasn’t difficult for her to position herself at just the perfect angle.

Their pussies were pressed against each other again, though now Lemon was laying on her back and Vinyl straddled her with her right leg and left thigh, keeping Lemon’s legs parted and unable to close more than a few inches. Adding to that her admittedly low weight, she pressed down to completely ensnare her girlfriend, leaving her to her mercy.

Lemon’s eyes went wide. “Vinyl, wait! We came like a minute ago!” She pleaded, her voice trembling with a mixture of trepidation and excitement. All it took was a quick look into her girlfriend’s eyes to see no hesitation, not even a spark of doubt reflected in them. She had a mission. A purpose. Consequences be damned. And she certainly felt those consequences once the girl on top of her began moving back and forth, resuming the rubbing of their tender, moist pussies. “HOLY TITS!” She shouted, a hand gripping the carpet tightly while the other latched to one of Vinyl’s asscheeks.

After that, there was little she could do or say, hardly able to utter more than a few curse words whilst moaning uncontrollably. It didn’t exactly leave much room to express how much she was loving what her girlfriend was doing to her. Their wet, messy nethers rubbed, grounded, and massaged against each other in different ways, all handled by the alabaster-skinned girl calling the shots. At one moment she would be furiously going back and forth, only to suddenly shift to a grounding circular motion, then jump to a slower, more stimulating shaking of her hips.

It always changed, never staying on the same pattern for long, and it drove Lemon to the edge.

“K-Kiss me!” Lemon managed to say, her eyes pleading what her mouth had begged for. Fortunately for her, Vinyl proved to be a generous lover and leaned down as much as she could. When she was close enough, she released the carpet and brought her hand up to grab a fistful of her blue hair, bringing her down while she pushed herself up as much as possible for their lips to meet just as their lower sets were doing. Her grip on her ass increased, her short nails creating red lines across her supple flesh.

Vinyl rocked her hips harder, faster; the demand for release reaching both girls at the same time. Giving in to her desires, not giving a damn about Lemon’s increasing pull on her hair; the pain serving to accentuate her pleasure, she focused on rocking her hips back and forth, scissoring her lover in order to achieve their second orgasm of the night. They didn’t have to wait long, as Lemon moaned into her mouth and her eyes rolled back to see the inside of her skull. They came at the same time, showering their conjoined nethers with their mixed juices along with the carpet. On the back of her mind, Lemon felt bad for the poor service staff that would get to clean the ruined carpet… and everything else they were going to permeate with their essence after their departure.

Their lips separated, allowing them to breathe once more a moment before Vinyl collapsed on top of her. Their worked up bodies drenched in sweat and cum and spit non-responding to their commands for the time being. Lemon let go of her hair, switching to caress and pet her head lovingly with whatever strength she had at the moment while her girlfriend kissed her lips.

“Fuck, would you look at that? Why can’t we have something as nice as what they have?” Sunny complained, but her smile didn’t falter as she witnessed the sweet sight. “Are we ugly or something?”

“Darling, please, you are absolutely ravishing,” Rarity replied, her face, neck, and most of her torso washed by the combined nectar of Sour and Sunny. “We just need to find our significant others,” she said before returning to her task of slurping at Sunny’s crotch.

“Yeah, have fun wasting your time with that. I rather stay here and tame some bitches for myself!” Sour laughed. “Hey, Rarity, lay on your back. I got an idea!”

“Your ideas usually involve a few bruises, maybe a broken bone, a black eye, and getting wasted on the floor. What is it this time?” Sunny deadpanned while Rarity happily obeyed the order given to her. “Fuck, seriously, Rares? How much of a beta sub can you be?”

“A Lady is always ready to take charge or bend over to show her ass. I simply much prefer to do the latter, darling. Easy, simple, I get all the fun, and I don’t have to worry about thinking too much,” Rarity replied.

“For a master seamstress, I totally expected you to be a depraved dominatrix or some sort of deviant who's into weird shit. Hey, not judging, I actually dig a sub bitch more than anything. Lets me have control without any struggle!” Sour ended with a deep laugh.

“Not everyone can be a Fluttershy, dear,” Rarity said while shooting a glance at the aforementioned girl making Sugarcoat her personal fucktoy.

“And I’m kinda glad! She’s a pushover, but when she’s like this? Damn, I’m not sure I’d like to deal with her. Now, Sunny Flare, be a good slut and sit on Raricunt’s face~” Sour ordered.

Sunny shot a glance at Rarity, the white-skinned girl grinning widely, tongue already out and eager to drink more of her nectar. “You’re damn lucky you eat cunt so well, Rares. I can’t resist that kind of offer,” she finally said, trying to show a very lacking sense of anger at that order. Sitting on her face as instructed, she ground her hips around her face for a few moments, enjoying the eager and masterful work of the seamstress against her folds. “I swear you’re making me addicted to getting my pussy eaten like that, Rarity. You’re so good at it I think I can give it as good as you do!”

“Curious that you mentioned that!” Sour chuckled before shoving her nethers on Sunny’s unsuspecting face. “Now, eat me out, Flare. Rarity’s good, but nothing quite beats the feeling of one of my old friend’s tongue on my cooch!”

Sunny glared for a moment, but then began slurping and lapping at Sour’s pussy, doing her best to imitate Rarity’s masterful techniques. After a few seconds, she pulled back. “Bet you’d wish the Dazzlings were here, doncha?”

“I’d love to put that bitch of Aria in her place right before I smack some sense into Adagio’s ass by force,” she admitted. “Sadly, they had that concert that put them, Applejack, and Pinkie off the list. Damn shame. Would’ve been an even better party.”

Rarity’s mouth was free for a moment. “I wonder what they’re dooooiiiiinggggg~”

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-Meanwhile at the Dazzlings Hotel Suite-

The five girls were starked naked, although only four were conscious. Adagio was passed out on the ground, a semi-dry towel laying on the ground while she snored and a few empty bottles of booze laying around her. While she was passed out, the story was different around the room.

“Skank! You filthy, mud-swimming, insect-eating, apple-breath bitch!” Aria yelled with a ragged breath, her left eye half-lid due to the pain she got from her girlfriend pulling harshly at her loose hair.

“Banshee screeching, no-good two-boot licking vermin!” Applejack yelled back, her face contorted similarly to Aria’s as her hair was also being pulled by the siren.

The two girls continued to curse, swear, scratch, pinch, and pull at each other’s hair while they rolled around the vast and ample bed. Their faces were mere centimeters apart, each able to smell the alcoholic breath of the other. Their arms were around each other, forcing their chests and similarly-sized breasts to mash up together. Their legs were in a similar situation, wrapped around each other whilst battling for ultimate dominance. Finally, a large double-ended dildo was nestled up inside their tight snatches; the only visible part of it being the pair of inches they couldn’t take in and prevented their pussies from truly touching.

One moment Applejack would be on top, managing to pound three, maybe four good and hard thrusts into Aria’s cunt before the snarky Dazzling turned the tables on her, battled for a little more, and then she was on top to return in kind the previously given gesture. Rinse and repeat. Theirs was an act of savagery, violence, desperation, and rough, hard, violent fucking. And they loved it.

Meanwhile, Pinkie Pie and Sonata Dusk were on the edge of the spacious bed at a safe distance away from the moaning, cumming, swearing ball of anger and sex rolling around the bed. They were far more simplistic as much as their goal reflected on their actions. Each of them had their head buried in the nethers of the other, their mouths diligently lapping and licking and making out with their respective secondary set of lips.

Or as Sonata put it, ‘Eating Each Other’s Tacos!’.

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“Probably doing exactly what we’re doing: having a good time!” Sour exclaimed. With that said, Rarity was returned to her task by a needy Sunny Flare while at the same time she upped her game on the pussy she was actively eating. “Uffff, I’ll have to give some deep and clear thought to start a bitch training program. I’m fucking great at it.”

As they continued to indulge in their debauchery with another climax quickly approaching, only Sour Sweet noticed Vinyl and Lemon murmuring and signaling something she didn’t understand. She watched as Lemon got to her shaky feet and nearly stumbled to the ground as she began to walk away. Paying it no more mind, figuring she was just going to the bathroom, she focused on grinding her pussy all over Sunny’s face; which, in turn, encouraged her to do the same to Rarity’s stupid cunt face.

“I bet I could train b-bitches to win competitions. Blue ribbons for me and blue dildoes for them!” Sour fantasized about the prospect, imagining herself as the handler of dozens of loyal whores eager to obey her orders and lick snatches. “FUCK!” She shouted, her hands immediately flying to grab Sunny’s hair as she slammed her crotch against her awaiting mouth; her cum flying out in eager spurts.

Below them, Rarity was furiously pleasuring herself with both hands. One was delving deep inside her cavern while the other pinching and pulled at one of her nipples. She reached her orgasm next, gushing faucets of her lady cum onto the carpet, staining it with her essence. Sunny Flare was the last but by far the biggest. She screamed into Sour’s pussy while she nearly drowned Rarity in a virtual sea of her nectar… though the alabaster-skinned woman didn’t seem to find her position as prejudicial at all.

As their afterglow continued, with Sunny and Rarity diligently cleaning up the mess, minus everything that had showered down their bodies, the voice of Lemon caught their attention.

“Damn, makes me wish I bought more of these!”

“Holy shit, is that thing real?” Sour muttered in disbelief, stepping away from Sunny’s face. “That’s, like, nine or ten inches long and about three inches thick! Now that’s a good cock right there.” She said, impressed, while Lemon waved around a rather well-crafted and smooth strap-on.

“What the hell is that? Seriously, it looks like a bludgeoning weapon, or something?”

“Har, har, Sunset. As you can see, this is a Deluxe Edition Realistic Strap-On!” Lemon exclaimed, obviously proud of her toy. For good reason, too!

“So you’re meaning to say we’ll have to share it around? As much as I love getting nasty with my horde of willing, leg-spreading whores, that is a bit unhygienic even for Flutterdrunk,” said the yellow-skinned girl while having her way with Sugarcoat at the same time.
“She does have a point,” Rarity spoke up. “Such a shame. That strap-on looks absolutely divine. And expensive, too. That must be from the Eros Stimuli line of sex toys without a doubt.”

“And you know this how?” Sunny asked, a sly grin spreading across her lips.

“I happen to have a modest collection of their products. But nothing so marvelous and exquisite,” Rarity added.

“Well, excuse me, Princess, but these things are expensive! I also didn’t think about bringing more until we were already on our way. I can order some from the local sex shop if you all want one,” Lemon offered.

‘That may be the best idea, sweet-ass. Want me to place the order?’ Vinyl signaled.

“Bless their hearts, always so thoughtful,” Rarity smiled, touched by such a gesture. Just as she was about to offer her aid, Trixie beat her to the punch.

“H-Hold up,” the magician called on shaky legs. “May I see it for a moment?”

“Already calling dibs?” Sour asked with a raised eyebrow. “Damn, Trixie must really be aching for a good fucking.”

“Give it or take it?” Sunny asked.

“Eh, who cares?” Sour replied, shrugging as Lemon handed the strap-on to Trixie and the magician made her way to a nearby table. She then, impossible as it appeared to be, produced her signature hat. She then tossed the strap-on in it, pulled a wand out of thin air, and waved it around the hat a few times. Flipping her hat over the table, ten identical strap-ons were now piled over its surface.

“Excuse me what the fuck?” Sunny muttered, wide-eyed and genuinely impressed.

“Color me impressed. And what a way to make me eat my own words! I always thought her magic was shit, but damn!” Sour admitted, not at all wounded to admit she was wrong.

“How in the everlasting cook biscuits did she do it? Four gigs, Vinyl. FOUR GIGS! I ate lettuce for months just to afford it! And that blue bitch just copied it nine times over, just like that!” Lemon cried out whilst Vinyl held her in her arms.

“Aren’t you rich or something?” Sour asked, finding the situation hilarious. Vinyl was quick to provide the answer, but most of her focus was devoted to Lemon herself. Whatever the circumstances, seeing Lemon crawling was pleasing to see; even if she moved faster than a hungry bitch at Trixie. “Whoa, look at ‘er go!”

“HOW THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT!?” Lemon shouted at Trixie’s face.

While Lemon was busy crying and lamenting herself and the rest of the girls were checking out the strap-ons, Sunny hugged Rarity from behind, her quick hands finding Rarity’s bouncy pair in an instant; fingers pinching and treating her hard, erect nipples. Sour moved forth, sandwiching the fashionista in between. Their breasts clashed, though being slightly taller meant her breasts were rather resting atop Rarity’s instead of mashing up together.

“What?” Sour asked in a dark, almost cruel tone. “You’d think I’d kiss your whore, cunt-feasting mouth after what you pulled with Sunny and myself before? Not happening. ‘Sides,” leaning forth, just enough for Rarity to be out of reach as she twirled her tongue around, desperately begging for Sour’s tongue to join it, he grinned. “I have much bigger plans for you, Ra-ri-ty~” she sang as she eyed the pile of strap-ons. It didn’t take long for the trio to return to a similar position, with Rarity serving Sunny Flare while she served her. Sour grinned, happy to have the control she so rightfully deserved.

They enjoyed playing some more until a screech caught their attention. Breaking off to see what it was about, Rarity was the first to react.

“Oh goodness gracious,” Rarity moaned after seeing what Sugarcoat had just done.

“What? What’s wrong?” Sunny asked before Sour Sweet returned her mouth to where it belonged: between her legs.

“Let’s just say that Fluttershy can be quite… apprehensive, shall we say,” Rarity gulped, knowing full well what a drunk and challenged Fluttershy could be capable of.

“Who cares?” Uttered the freckled girl. “I’m far more interested in what Sunset is doing to the strap-ons.” While Sunny serviced her, she watched as Sunset did something to one strap-on. She stopped after a few seconds, then put it on. After that, she began to stroke it. “Is… is she moaning?” She muttered, confused. “Is she actually feeling that?”

“I guess so…” Sunny replied, managing to free her head from Sour’s lacking grip. For her part, Rarity continued eating her pussy out, her mind far too enraptured by her task to care about Sunset’s trick at that moment. “You think it actually works?”

“If it does, I totally want to try one out! I’ve always wondered how having a dick would feel like!”

“That’s both disgusting and relatable at the same time,” Sunny admitted. Just then, Fluttershy exploded into a fit of rage. “Hooo-oooh-ooh-ly shit! Fluttershy sure is wild after getting some booze in her system!”

“Wild and terrifying, darling. She is nearly uncontrollable and the biggest bitch you’ve seen. Quite the change, is it not?” Rarity said after gulping down some of Sunny’s juices.

“There, they’re done! Come grab one if you want!” Sunset announced before moving towards Fluttershy and Sugarcoat, probably with the intention of aiding the bewildered glasses-wearing girl.

“Cool! I don’t know about you, bitches, but I want one! Sunny, Rarity?” Sour questioned.

“Amma smash some Raricunt!” Sunny claimed, grinding her nethers against Rarity’s face harder.

Rarity squealed in delight from underneath Sunny’s hindquarters, but moved a hand side to side to indicate she didn’t need one.

Sour Sweet shrugged, smirking at the display, before making her way to the table and taking two strap-ons, stopping for a moment only to see Sunset trying to aid Sugarcoat. Deciding it was best to return to her two willing whores, she put on her strap-on first. “Jeeez, that feels weird,” she muttered a moment before she started stroking it as she walked. “Hot damn, Sunset was right. This feels pretty fucking amazing!” After a few more strokes, she stopped and took it off. “As good as it feels, I need a dick inside me right now. Hey, Sunny Cheeks, catch!” She called and tossed the spare strap-on to Sunny, the violet-haired girl catching it easily.

Sunny moved from her unconventional but equally comfortable seat to put on the strap-on while Rarity delighted herself on licking the rest of Sunny’s juices and cleaning her wet fingers. Upon putting on the strap-on, she shuddered at the new, strange sensation coursing through her body, but she got used to it quickly. “Hey, Rarity! Come and get some, bitch.” She ordered, her voice husky and laced with lust.

“Don’t mind if I do, darling~” Rarity called while Sunny sat on the soft carpet and moments later laid on it, feeling as if her cock was twitching at the sight of the alabaster fashionista approaching and looming over her. From her vantage point, she saw the white, shaven lower lips spread open by her fingers; those pink walls flashing and showing for mere moments as she lowered herself upon her hips. “Y-You know? I’m a bit nervous,” she confessed, gulping down a wad of spit while Rarity hummed. “This is technically my first time.”

“Darling, please, I saw you being fucked to a near coma by Sunset and Twilight during our last get-together, remember?” Rarity reminded with humor in her voice, all whilst rocking her hips in a circle with the tip of Sunny’s cock pressing against her drenched, clenching entrance.

“Gods, how can I forget? I nearly had to use a wheelchair after that,” Sunny muttered, a wide, stupid-happy grin spreading across her face for a few seconds until she shook it off. “I mean, if what Sunset said is true… then that means I’ll get to know what fucking a pussy feels like. So, you know, go easy on me?” She pleaded.

Rarity giggled. “I promise I’ll go as hard as you want to until you get used to it and decide to breed my slutty, tight, and perfect cunt with your strap-on, Flarie dear~” she teased, sinking a good two inches down on her cock.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” Sunny cursed. “Holy fuck! H-How can you be so damn tight!? Man, I’m suddenly v-very envious of guys right now!” Placing a hand on Rarity’s hips and another on her tits, she squeezed her flesh intently and responding to her sinking inch by inch down her newfound length until the woman on top of her collided with her hips, straddling her. Letting out a loud, sexy moan, her grip increased until it caused Rarity to shudder in response.

Without waiting for a command, Rarity began to move up until half the length of Sunny’s phallus was out of her pussy only to drop down, their union creating a slick, wet, and snapping sound accompanied by their moans. “Absolutely marveeeeeelous~” Rarity cried as she repeated the action. Again and over again until she worked a steady rhythm. “So deeeep~ So thick~ So lifelike~”

Sunny groaned deeply, letting moan after desperate moan out with each slap of wet flesh their nethers produced each time their hips met. While she was no stranger to being the one subbing, she found it strangely compelling and enjoyable to allow Rarity take over despite the girl clearly preferring to be the one taking orders. It spoke volumes about her generous nature and she felt strangely grateful because of it. Her hands loosened their grip and instead began to roam all over her body, appreciating the sculptural body of the fashionista. While no one would say it out loud, everyone in that room that Rarity had the best figure out of all of them, with the only exception being maybe Sunset Shimmer. Missing the chance to really get acquainted with her beautiful body wasn’t on her plans.

Her hands traveled all over her body, inspecting and fondling everything they touched with rapt desire. Rarity continued to bounce on her lap, slowly working up a pace; each slam getting stronger than the last and faster, smoother. Using her hands to support her movements, Rarity placed her hands on Sunny’s tits, squeezing them intently at the same time she used them to find purchase. The two girls moaned and cried out their pleasure, their eyes focused on each other’s expressions.

Behind them, Sour Sweet was busy enjoying seeing Rarity bouncing on Sunny’s lap, impaling herself on her fake cock. All the while she fucked her pussy using her strap-on. Her legs were quivering as she squatted over for a better angle to reach all the way inside her cunt. Slowing down, she smiled. “Almost done~”

Neither Rarity nor Sunny heard Sour Sweet, not that they would’ve cared even if they could focus on anything that wasn’t them fucking like animals. “H-Hold my throat!” Sunny blurted out, gritting her teeth as she too began to aid Rarity’s motions, meeting her hips with heavy, hard upward thrusts.

Rarity didn’t question it, her right hand moved on its own to Sunny’s throat, squeezing around but without endangering Sunny’s breathing nor hurting her; her grip was just enough to somewhat make it more difficult for her to breath, an action that was rewarded with harder, more desperate thrusts. “DDDaaaahHAAAhhrrrliiiing!” She moaned loud and hard.

“F-FuuuUhhUCK!” Sunny cried, drooling freely as her eyes began to roll back against her skull. “Slap me, bitch! D-DO IT, SLUT!”

Rarity smiled, her left hand so busily fondling her tits releasing them in order to deliver a hard but playful slap across her face. “AGAIN!” Cried the azure-skinned girl. So, she slapped again, and again, and again. For the next minute, she switched between fondling her tits, pinching her nipples, and slapping her slutty face. Once Sunny’s cheeks were beating red and she was more a ball of flesh barely suppressing her orgasm, she felt her orgasm arriving, striking at her with full force.

Both of them howled like bitches in heat, Sunny filling Rarity’s womb with her nectar while their crotches were bathed in a mixture of their juices. As if she had to prove just how much of a whore she really was, Rarity continued to work her hips, driving their orgasms for as long as possible; the fashionista unwilling to not squeeze the maximum amount of pleasure from their fucking. Once she felt satisfied, Rarity leaned down and captured Sunny’s lips, much to the latter’s surprise, though she quickly reciprocated the gesture.

Not ten seconds into their sloppy, tongue-filled kiss did Rarity feel a sudden pressure over her back and something poking at her wide-open, vulnerable backdoor. She couldn’t cut off the kiss as the familiar pressure of Sour Sweet forced them to continue making out. Looking into Sunny’s lust-filled eyes, she felt Sour nip at her right ear for a few seconds before letting go.

“Did you think I forgot the promise I made you earlier, Rarity?”

“Mmmfffhh?”

Placing a hand gently on her throat and the other taking a firm hold of her hair, she continued. “Remember that move you pulled? You know, not letting me jump into the ring for some good fun?” She ended with a long, forceful lick against the back of her neck.

Rarity’s eyes went wide. “SHOOOGGHH!” She tried to scream her name, but only managed to do it into Sunny’s mouth, the girl below taking umbrage that her alabaster partner’s attention had been taken away from her.

Without any sense of remorse nor consideration, safe in the fact that the strap-on had been properly prepared with her juices, Sour pushed into Rarity’s ass, inserting two hard inches of synthetic cock up her rectum. Then, after allowing her a second to get used to the sensation, rammed the rest of the length inside her sphincter in a single thrust; the force of the impact when her hips met her derriere proving to be strong enough to lift Sunny from the ground for a moment. Not content with doing just that, Sour finally allowed them to end their prolonged tongue-twister dance by harshly yanking at Rarity’s hair, causing her back to arc while she pressed her chest forward. Her other hand around her throat squeezed tightly, narrowingly suppressing her desperate scream and reducing it to a pathetic wail.

“AAAAHHHhhhhhhhhhgggggg~!” Rarity cried as the waves of pain coming from her rear and scalp mixed with a sudden rush of pleasure that exploded in her nethers.

Sunny clenched her teeth tightly and could only maintain a single eye half-lidded, her nails digging into Rarity’s waist and creating shallow scars. “T-Too tight!” Was all she could manage to say, her brain overwhelmed by pleasure.

“What a fucking slut. You came after I pounded your tight, bitch ass once, Rarity? Guess we all know who Canterlot High number one tramp is~” Sour teased with some difficulty, the sensation of fucking a hole for the first time proving to be almost more than she could chew. Sadly, before she could take a breather to adapt and properly start to fuck her ass, Rarity’s hands flew behind her. “OOOOWWWW! Fucking BITCH! OWWW!” Sour complained at having two fistfuls of her hair being pulled as harshly as she was pulling at Rarity’s.

“I c-can tolerate and be many things, darling,” Rarity said with a quiver in her voice. While weak, broken and closed by both pain and pleasure, it was surprisingly deep, commanding, and very, very angry sounding. “You Do NOT!”

“OOOOWWW!”

“MESS!”

“FUCK!”

“WITH A LADY’S HAIR!” Rarity shouted at the same time she yanked down Sour’s hair, the freckled girl crying out, cursing with each one. “Do you have any idea how long it takes to do my hair, you harlot!?”

Fighting back against the pain, Sour felt her belly erupt in fire. Her grip over the handful of purple hair increased enough to force a pained yelp from the fashionista. “Like I give a fuck about hair!” Sour replied before pulling her hips back only to then slam them back against Rarity’s ass. “I was going to let go after a little more teasing! But now you’ve done it! I was ready to give you some leniency, but now I’m going to really breed your ass!”

“G-Girls, please!” Sunny called, her mind a fractured thing unable to form any cohesive thought. The mere fact that she was able to talk was already a monumental achievement considering how tightly Rarity was squeezing her shaft. Not only that, but the hard thrusts of Sour Sweet, lacking in mercy that showed the only purpose of teaching the fashionista a lesson, were so hard that she could feel each thrust against her cock whilst inside of that velvety, wet, clenching canal. “S-Shhloouu daaa ghuukk d-d-dooown!”

Her pleas were unanswered, uncared. Or merely unheard. Sour Sweet and Rarity were far too busy groaning and pulling against each other’s hair while the former plowed Rarity’s rear with fury. Feeling her senses dwindling and her lust increasing, now completely enraptured by the captivating sensation of feeling what a guy feels when having sex, her mind snapped.

“GRAAAAAAHHH!” Letting out a roar that momentarily made her two companions stop, she jumped up, her back springing like a damn jack-in-a-box until her mouth latched on one of Rarity’s bountiful, bouncing milk juggers while her hands scratched her thighs all the way up to her ribs. With a firm grip on that alabaster body, she began to blindly thrust into the wet folds of her personal cum receptacle. She didn’t care at all about holding a pace or saving her strength. Each swing of her hips was wild, unfocused, and filled with a singular, undeniable resolve: impale Rarity’s perfect pussy.

An objective she was succeeding at with flying colors.

“AAhhhh! F-FUCK ME! Fuck me, you brutes! You beasts! Succubi! You are succubi! H-Harder, faster! MORE! MOOOOOREEEEEEEE!” Rarity hollered through raspy moans and drooling screams, most of her words lost as incomprehensible gibberish, but her desire was easy to understand.

Luckily for Rarity, her two companions were more than happy to put all their effort into that particular request.

Their plowing thrusts were uneven, erratic, mismatched. Sour was too prideful to work and adapt to Sunny’s wild, lustful abandon. And Sunny was too far-gone to care about something as meaningless as cooperation. Caring naught for establishing a rhythm in the wake of personal satisfaction, each of them fucked Rarity as they pleased, treating her little better than a mere pleasure doll. One would go too fast while the other would go slower but harder, then they would switch to another pace mid-thrust, rarely burying their cocks into her holes at the same time.

“Holy fuck, your ass is tight!”

“Fuck you, you ruffians! Make me forget my fffffucking name!”

“PUSSY! Pussy!”

The trio continued to moan, scream, cry out, and curse as time went on. They didn’t know how long their fucking continued and they didn’t care. Minutes, hours, years, an eternity. They were in bliss and that was all that mattered. But as all good things must come to an end, their joining was also reaching its culminating peak. Sour Sweet was the first to feel the ravaging of Rarity’s asshole come to claim her first. Her thrusts became short, quick, yet hard; desperate grinding to buy at least one precious extra second of pleasure before her climax could break the dam. Her mouth found a collarbone, her teeth sinking into white flesh to leave marks on it.

For Rarity, the pain was but a ghost, a shadow at the back of her mind that she couldn’t comprehend when she was swimming in pleasure. All the while looking into the violet eyes of Sunny Flare. The girl pumping so feverishly into her welcoming cunt suddenly slammed her hips one last time, mere seconds after Sour Sweet stopped her breeding assault. Rarity’s eyes went wide, a silent wail of pleasure coming out of her mouth as they came with mere seconds between one another. The carpet below was more than ruined, but its sacrifice was a small price to pay for their pleasure.

Being the only one with an active brain cell at that moment, Sour Sweet took advantage of Rarity finally letting go of her hair to grab her arms. To her surprise, Sunny seemed to be possessed and rose up, sending her on her rolling back along with Rarity. Sunny didn’t seem to care about that as her cock was now free of her new favorite place.

With no refractory period to worry about and taking advantage of the fact they were tough, seasoned girls when it came to fooling around with each other, Sunny jumped on top of Rarity, burying her face in between her breasts while her phallus found its mark deep within her pussy once again. Both Sunny and Sour gritted their teeth while Rarity had been reduced to a mindless, orgasm-broken shadow of her former self. They resumed their hard, fast, desperate fucking.

The wet slaps of flesh would’ve resounded around, echoing all over the ample room if not for the chorus of moans, curses, swearing, groans, and similar wet noises coming from the other girls surrounding them.

This time they didn’t last nearly as long. They were far too sensitive from resuming their rabid plowing right after enduring pretty strong orgasms each. They lasted just a couple of minutes at best before another shared orgasm rocked their worlds, with Rarity being the first victim. Her scream was killed by Sunny capturing her lips, moaning and crying her delight into her mouth while accepting hers down her throat. Sunny came right after Rarity, her entire body giving out while Rarity’s legs wrapped around her back, keeping her close.

Sour Sweet was the last to cum this time, her mind muddled but halfway functional despite the nearly overwhelming amount of pleasure she was experiencing. Using her arms to push the two women above her to the side, her cock sprung free from the fashionista’s ass with a lewd *schlop*. She then jerked the last few spurts of her nectar out as she laid there, admiring the defiant piece of plastic strapped to her nethers. Then, she smiled and glanced at her partners in crime, satisfied for the moment. Finding them still entangled and making out while riding their climax for as long as possible, she grinned.

“Fucking hell, that really scratches one deep itch.”

Close to them, Vinyl was pushing her girlfriend’s face against the carpet while she straddled her from behind; her hips hitting against her beloved’s with the sole intent of breeding her, even though that was impossible. But she didn’t care, it was the thought that counted after all~.

“H-harder, baby! Fuck, yes! You k-know how to fuck me just the w-way I like it!” Lemon praised, moaning deeply and grabbing onto the carpet for dear life while her white-skinned lover ravaged her pussy. “I looooove you so much, Vinyl!”

While Vinyl fucked her girlfriend, blushing upon hearing her declaration and doing her best to make her feel good, her mouth was open and she was drooling. Each thrust felt incredibly good, more so for her thanks to Lemon’s strap-on currently lodged inside her asshole for extra stimulation.

Thanks to their more lovemaking, they were able to overhear a few conversations around them. “D-Damn, Sunset, Trixie is impressed! If the magic is permanent, we can make a partnership and sell a revolutionary kind of strap-ons!” Such as that one.

“Fuck you!” Lemon half-shouted half-moaned with indignity. “That’s my strap-on, you opportunistic bitch! Get your own!” She finished with a deep, throaty moan as Vinyl increased the force of her pounding thrusts.

“Darn. Trixie was expecting to pay her College upfront and not delve in debt. Selling strap-ons of this quality will have to do~” she teased, intentionally trying to annoy her hostess.
“Then I better see a part of revenue, Bitchxie!” Lemon barked while Vinyl shook her head. Before she could say anything else, Vinyl leaned down and kissed the back of her neck. “V-Vinyl -of fuck!-” she moaned loudly after a particularly deep thrust that moved her whole body. “Make me cum, love.”

Vinyl kissed her neck again, agreeing with her demand. Her hips began to move faster, harder, but never become wild or uneven. The DJ moved fully controlling her movements, each slap of flesh creating a healthy and rich sound. Her pace wasn’t steady either, she switched speeds every few thrusts, intentionally creating a beat from her thrusts.

“You’re a fucking sweet talker. If you were a guy, I bet you’d beat the gay out of me, Vinyl. My Princess Charming. Fuck, how can you so damn mushy and hot at the same time?” Lemon asked, understanding perfectly what the beat was saying. She couldn’t help but chuckle. “Only you would think of talking while fucking like that.” She said, but her blushing cheeks couldn’t die down. Not after the repeated ‘I love you’s she pounded into her.

After that, Vinyl focused on rutting her girlfriend as she deserved. They didn’t know how long it went, less so with the concert happening around them, but they didn’t care. Even surrounded by their friends, the stench of sex, and influenced by high spirits and alcohol, for a single moment only they mattered, only they existed. Clapping her mouth with a hand, Vinyl silenced a loud cry from her lover, pulling her head back as she came onto the fine, soft carpet below. The blue-haired woman came right after her beloved; the clenching cooch being too much for her to endure. She proceeded to fill her birthing canal and womb with her lady cum, safe in the knowledge that there was no way for them to end up with a bun in the oven.

Feeling suddenly tired from the ordeal, Vinyl slumped over her girlfriend, resting peacefully trying to catch her breath. Lemon, for her part, wasn’t as beat and slowly moved out from under her lover. “Mmmmffff~” moaning as the plastic length left her still spasming pussy, she moved behind Vinyl to extract her strap-on from her depths. She grinned, delighting herself at the sight of her girlfriend silently moaning as she retrieved the pitch-black phallus from her ass. Once it finally came out, Lemon didn’t hesitate to shove it down her throat, lewdly moaning and slurping at it for almost half a minute, using a hand to slowly move it in and out until she pulled it out.

“Phaaaaa~!” Letting out a loud sigh of satisfaction, she looked around at the mess and just in time to catch Sunset whistling, also enjoying the view.

“How about we move to the bedroom~?” Sunset sang, her eyes meeting with Lemon’s for long, silent moments. Both girls grinning widely as they could read what each was thinking through each other’s eyes.

“What a wonderful suggestion, Shimmer. Hey, bitches, why don’t we go and get comfortable?”

Chapter 3 End.

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone that read this!