Author's Note

At long last, the story continues! Prolonged sex scene in this one. Rainbow Dash best tread carefully moving forward. Her inhibitions just might be slipping~

Half a paragraph is spoilered out. Only read that bit if you enjoy muskplay.

Lastly, I decided after much deliberation to give the ponies plantigrade feet instead of hooves. I just like them more, especially since there's gonna be footplay. I'll go back and retcon from the previous story if I have to.

The Ice is Broken

Just hold on until nighttime. Just hold on until nighttime. Just. Hold. On.

Two hours in and Rainbow Dash was nearing her breaking point. Gilda had made good on her desire to show the pegasus around the island that had been her home for the past seven years. It definitely passed the time, but to Rainbow Dash it felt like an eternity.

A thorough tour of the temple itself was first on the list. Gilda had enthusiastically shown her the altar where she “offers” herself to the Spirit a few times each month. Rainbow Dash wasn’t sure she wanted to find out what that entailed, regardless of whether it was fun.

The rest of the temple hadn’t been all that interesting, and Rainbow Dash had only been half paying attention as Gilda explained the paintings on the wall and how The Spirit sustained itself through worship. Whatever, this wasn’t something the pegasus was going along with. She’d be out of here as soon as it was dark enough to see the stars!

As the tour extended out to the rest of the island, Rainbow Dash grew increasingly more agitated. Not so much out of boredom, however. The bits where Gilda described her early days of survival on the island did grab Rainbow Dash’s attention. Had the griffon not ended up the way she was now, she’d be able to offer her congratulations at being such a badass.

No, rather than boredom it was the simple matter of just how horny the pegasus was getting. Her cheeks were flushed, and sweat ran in rivulets down her face. Her cotton white undershirt had grown damp with sweat, and she could only hope that the warm wetness she felt in her shorts was more of the same.

It didn’t help that the twisted griffon that used to be her best friend was stark naked in front of her at all times! Whenever she led the way to the next stop on the tour, her padded, muscular ass bounced and swayed right in Rainbow Dash’s line of side. The incredible swell of her massive round tits peeked out as they wobbled from side to side with each step the griffon took, even though they were facing away from Dash.

And then there was Gilda’s muscles. Holy crap was she built! Whenever Rainbow Dash wasn’t following the way the griffon’s rump moved, she was marveling at the slabs of thick meat stretching out her hide. She could see the way her veins pulsed her arms, legs, and back. And then Gilda would turn back to face her as she explained where they were, and the poor pegasus would get a full, long look at that huge milky rack and the brick wall that was her abs.

It was all a big tease to the pegasus, and she found herself tasting blood from how hard she’d been biting her lip for the past several minutes.

“Are you alright?”

“Huh???” Rainbow Dash started out of her reverie. Shaking her head, she looked up at Gilda’s face (with considerable effort). “You say something?”

“I said, are you alright?” repeated the griffon, “You look very flush, and I can sense how hot you are from here. You know, if you would dispense with the rest of your clothing, you’d be much more comfortable,” despite how seductive that sounded, it was likely that Gilda meant it in earnest. “It was a great relief for me once I finally learned to let go of them.”

Gilda stretched out and slid her arms behind her head for emphasis as she presented her bare glory to Rainbow Dash. Glistening beads of sweat lingered on the griffon’s hide, helping to accentuate the abundance of muscle and curves she had to offer. She stood up on her toes as she stretched, making her plump calves tighten and bulge until they were plenty visible even with her shins in the way.

Rainbow Dash swallowed hard. There was a tightness in her stomach, and a burning between her legs she could hardly ignore. It was tempting, so very tempting to give in and try it. Who was going to judge her, Gilda? Hardly!

No, she wasn’t here to play sexy games. She was just here to get Gilda off the island and back to Equestria. Besides, she already had a marefriend. A marefriend she’d cheated on less than 24 hours since coming to the island. Rainbow Dash grimaced at that realization. “Ffffffffuck,” she breathed.

“You want to fuck? I’d be delighted!” chirped Gilda, as she bounded nimbly over to the pegasus. It was surprising how dextrous she was despite all that muscle packed onto her frame.

“No no no wait, I didn’t mean - mmmph!” Rainbow Dash’s hasty protest was abruptly cut off as her face got planted firmly in Gilda’s cleavage. Funny that she somehow kept ending up back here. She weakly fumbled against the lusty griffon’s grasp, but for all her athleticism she couldn’t hope to overcome magically enhanced strength like this.

Gilda was preening her mane again. Worse, it felt amazing. Rainbow Dash relaxed in the griffon’s grasp as she let out a muffled groan. Trapped between her heavy tits, the pegasus had no choice but to take in her scent. Rainbow Dash had been disgusted at first, but strangely enough, it had started to grow on her after a night cuddled up with the griffon in bed. As her breathing slowed, she found herself inhaling more and more through her nose.

Just as suddenly as Rainbow Dash’s head had been enveloped in boobflesh, she found it freed once more. The griffon’s breasts swayed lightly in front of her, the plump nipples crowning them weeping a steady stream of milk.

Before Rainbow Dash could do anything else, she found herself pressed up against a tree trunk. Gilda’s strong arms lifted her until her feet were off the ground. Then, she leaned in and began to kiss the pegasus along the neck and jaw.

“Ahhh~” moaned Rainbow Dash. It was uncharacteristically girly for her, but at the moment everything just felt too good. The humid tropical air really was starting to get to her. So when she felt Gilda unbuttoning her shorts and pushing up her undershirt, she wasn’t too concerned.

With one large hand still pinning Rainbow Dash to the tree, the other stroked along her bared side and belly. Her scaled fingers tested the hardness and prominence of the pegasus’s abs. Her lifestyle gave her a faint but respectable six pack. But they could be so much more.

Rainbow Dash’s toes curled and she arched her back against the unusually smooth back of the tree as Gilda explored her body further, all while still pecking along the sensitive skin of her neck. She felt the griffon unhook her sports bra underneath her shirt, then slide her fingers up over each of her breasts in turn.

While not completely flat, Rainbow Dash did not impress where curves were concerned. She barely managed a B-cup at most. Gilda didn’t seem to mind, however. Dash cracked an eyelid to see the griffon smiling serenely as she flicked her fingers over each of the pegasus’s pert, dark blue nipples. It sounded like she was purring too.

“You are quite beautiful, Rainbow Dash,” Gilda cooed, “But The Spirit can make you even more so. Let It in, and you will be unrivaled in strength and allure! Except, of course, by me,” she ended with a giggle.

“Nnngh, I don’t care about being strong, you dip. I care about being faa--haa-haaaaaast!” Rainbow Dash’s protest trailed off into another moan as Gilda’s fingers traced down her tummy and dove into the waistband of her underwear. Once again the griffon was fingering her, and the pegasus was putty in her hands. Her shorts had slid off and onto the forest floor below, but Rainbow Dash hardly even noticed.

Then, Gilda stooped down and lifted Rainbow Dash’s legs up onto her shoulders. Those massive traps and deltoids had no trouble supporting her weight. The pegasus obligingly spread her legs without thinking. She could hardly think about anything other than the aching need smouldering between them. Gilda’s beak prodded at her mound through her soaking wet panties, and she gasped. The griffon rumbled happily in response.

Suddenly, Gilda’s powerful hands gripped Rainbow Dash’s thighs, and her beak expertly hooked through the hem of her underwear. With a ferocious growl and a few jerks of her head, the stretchy fabric strained and tore, until Gilda had ripped them clean off.

With the inconvenient article now out of the way, Gilda moved in and pressed her beak to Rainbow Dash’s pussy. The pegasus gasped and cried out in pleasure as the griffon lapped at her folds with that talented tongue.

“Gah! Fuck! Gilda’s, that’s-Ah! Don’t stop. Don’t you fucking dare stop!” Rainbow Dash cried. Fortunately for her, that spurred the griffon on further. Rainbow Dash bucked her hips as best she could, though the current position pinned against the tree was a bit awkward. Her arms reached back to grip the trunk and anchor her into place while Gilda ate her out.

The combination of Gilda’s dextrous tongue, the vibrations of her purrs and growls, and Rainbow Dash’s sheer arousal were enough to set her off in a matter of minutes. Her wings sprang out from behind her back as she screamed hoarsely. Her cunt throbbed and rewarded Gilda with a generous helping of girlcum.

Unlike that morning, Rainbow Dash wasn’t done. Neither was Gilda. Before the pegasus even had a chance to come down, Gilda was assaulting her snatch once more. She prodded and probed in places Dash never even knew were there, and slipped inside to seek out as many sensitive spots as she could.

The griffon’s thorough exploration was able to wring three more orgasms out of the pegasus before she was satisfied with her work. Afterwards, she pulled away, then gently let Rainbow Dash back down to the ground.

Almost immediately, Rainbow Dash sprang up to reach Gilda’s shoulders and throw her arms around them. Her lips found the griffon’s beak and kissed her passionately. She could taste her own nectar on the griffon’s tongue, a taste she never had the nerve to sample until now.

Despite the sweat trailing down both their bodies, Rainbow Dash’s was lined with goosebumps. The sheer wildness, the naughtiness of it all was driving the pegasus nuts. Thoughts of her plans for the evening had long sailed out the window. There was something else she felt like she was forgetting, but at the moment she only wanted more of the griffon before her.

Gilda broke the kiss, and chuckled at the look of pure lust she got from the panting pegasus. “Oh my, it looks like somepony is excited,” she purred, “Perhaps you would like to return the favor?”

Rainbow Dash silently nodded. Her hands came up and found the griffon’s nipples. Her fingers looped through those golden ring piercings and tugged. Gilda moaned in pleasure as milk gushed forth to soak Rainbow Dash’s shirt, which was still rolled up to expose her loose-hanging bra and breasts.

“I think,” Gilda continued, “I should show you the waterfall next. That’s where I bathe, and where we can have some more fun before we return to the temple.” She took a step back, then took Rainbow Dash by the hand.

Rainbow Dash stooped to pick up her shorts, then obligingly followed the griffon. After cumming so many times in a row, it was only fair that she returned the favor, right? As her orgasmic high slowly wore off, however, it began to occur to her that she was doing something she really shouldn’t be doing. She was letting somepony down, wasn’t she?

Before she could dwell further on that and come to her senses, Gilda pushed aside a tropical shrub and revealed the crystal-clear pool and the roaring waterfall further in the distance. The griffon then glanced back at Rainbow Dash, a blush on her cheeks and the distinct scent of feminine arousal in the air.

Once again Gilda led Rainbow Dash towards the waterfall, and the promise of more pleasure. Oh well, Rainbow Dash could figure out what she was supposed to be doing afterwards.