Blind Dates II: Fireworks in the Home

by Dewdrops on the Grass

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Equestria Girls, Porn, Trixie, Sex, Adagio Dazzle, Sunset Shimmer
Length: 8744

A blind date with Trixie and Adagio? That's terrifying. Inviting them into her home? That's worse. Until it isn't.

A blind date with Trixie and Adagio? That's terrifying.

Inviting them into her home? That's worse.

Until it isn't.

This story contains explicit sex scenes.
For those who want to enjoy the story without the sex scenes, watch out for this line:

“Well, in that case…”

When you see it, skip to this line:

Sunset fell back against the couch,

Published 2021-03-01 10:50:00 UTC
Last updated 2021-03-01 10:50:00 UTC

Pizza, A Movie, and a Threesome

“How did I let you two talk me into this?” moaned Sunset Shimmer as she pulled up to park on the street next to her brownstone apartment. In the car with her were Adagio Dazzle and Trixie Lulamoon, the two people she’d been set up on a blind date with by Pinkie Pie.

“Because you’re hungry and Trixie offered to buy the pizza,” replied Trixie, holding up two boxes of fresh, steaming hot pizza from Salami Slice’s Pizzaria, Sunset’s favorite local establishment. Expensive too, at least twice as much as larger national chains like Anagrams and Pizza Cabana. But well worth it, in Sunset’s opinion, because it actually tasted like pizza, and not hot tomato-flavored garbage.

Sunset has strong opinions about pizza.

Adagio leaned forward from the backseat and ran a finger down Sunset’s neck, sending sparks flying all up and down Sunset’s body, making her quiver. “And because I did a little bit of this, and there’s lots more where that came from.”

“Hmph!” Trixie huffed, sticking her nose up in the air. “You are far too touchy-feely with Sunset. No respect for her boundaries.”

Adagio shot Trixie a flat look. “Said the magician who pined after Sunset for years like a lovesick puppy instead of having the courage to say something sooner.”

“H-hey, it’s okay Trixie, I don’t mind,” Sunset said with a sheepish grin as she switched off the engine and unbuckled her seatbelt. “It’s not like she’s groping my ass.”

“Not yet,” Adagio purred, giving Sunset a saucy wink.

Good grief, either she’s really into me, or she’s really bored, Sunset mused. Or she’s fucking with me. This could still end with me being stabbed or something. I wouldn’t put it past her. “We’ll see. C’mon in then, girls.”

The other two followed Sunset up to the steps and inside her apartment. “So, here’s the place,” Sunset said as she gestured with her arm at the large studio. “So, that’s my desk and computer over there, couch is over here with the television, bed’s up those stairs--”

“Ah, the most important part,” Adagio interrupted with a catlike smile.

Sunset rolled her eyes, then jerked her thumb over to the far side. “Bathroom’s in there. It’s not amazing, but it’s home.”

The place did look much better than it had once upon a time. Back when she was in high school, most of her stuff had been second-hand at best, eighth or even ninth at worst, like with her alarm clock. Despite having quite a lot of money earned from the bits and gemstones she brought with her from Equestria, she’d had to put most of that into investment just to afford things like rent without having to hold down a job. That, and the few bribes she’d needed to pass along to keep local cops and landlords from looking too closely at her living situation, not to mention the fake documents she’d needed for entering school. But over time, those investments had matured, allowing her to replace most of her old crap with fairly brand new, relatively speaking, higher quality stuff. One of these days she’d finally move out of this place, but she’d spent so long in it now the thought of leaving it felt… sad and disheartening. Like she’d be abandoning an old friend.

“Make yourselves at home. Excuse me for a second,” she said as she went to her dresser, grabbed up some much more practical clothing, and disappeared into the bathroom to change. She wasn’t about to wear her fancy dress and makeup all night, not when she was at home eating pizza. It took her a few minutes to get the makeup cleaned off, but once she was back in her preferred pair of jeans and a hoodie, she felt much more relaxed. Less stressed.

Well, she’d still wasted about seventy dollars at the restaurant. And she had two volatile people in her home who could be at each other’s throats at any second. But that’s why it was less stressed and not stress free.

When she emerged, she found Trixie plopped comfortably on the couch, her feet up on an ottoman, her fancy dress shoes and top hat left by the door, next to Adagio’s heels. She’d also shucked her tuxedo jacket, laying it on the bannister. She held the remote, using it to thumb through Sunset’s smart TV services, before selecting an easy listening music station.

The siren, meanwhile, had taken it upon herself to grab a few plates from Sunset’s kitchen, and brought them out on Sunset’s rolling TV dinner table, laden with two slices of pizza each. She’d also thoughtfully grabbed each of them a glass of water, and napkins to go with. “Dinner is served,” she said in a dry tone before taking a seat on the far end of the couch from Trixie.

They did this on purpose, didn’t they? Sunset thought as she took the open space between them. “Thanks,” she muttered as she picked up her first slice. Popping it into her mouth, she savored the gooey combination of cheeses, anchovies, mushrooms, and delectably crisp dough. “Mmm, this is pretty great.”

“Better than that expensive Prench restaurant would’ve been,” Trixie said flippantly as she took a bite of her own pizza. “Though Trixie is surprised you like anchovies, Sunset. It’s an acquired taste.”

Sunset shrugged. “Tastes like fish from back home.”

“It is certainly better than most fish this world has to offer,” Adagio added, giving Trixie an appraising look. “Good to know you can do something right.”

“Adagio, come on,” Sunset groaned. “You’re in my house. The least you could do is ease up on Trixie. I didn’t invite you two here so I could listen to you bicker for hours.”

“Oh, so now you invited us, hmm?” Adagio retorted with a sly grin. “And here I thought we talked our way in.”

“Adagio…”

Adagio twitched her eyebrows, then sighed. “Oh, very well. I’ll ‘ease it up.’ Just for you.”

Trixie smiled appreciatively at Sunset. “Thank you, Sunset. I will also try to… rein in any comments.”

“You’d better,” Sunset chuckled. She took another large bite of pizza, then frowned at her television. “Should we put on a movie or something? I kinda want to turn my brain off and chill.”

“Of course, of course. Trixie will find something suitable,” Trixie said, picking up the remote again. “Anything in particular?”

“I know something perfect,” Adagio said, abruptly reaching over and snatching the remote out of Trixie’s hands. Before Trixie could do more than yelp in confusion, Adagio had tabbed through the menus and selected some sort of action movie, based around a spy and her dalliances with various women. “Consider it in theme.”

Trixie glared at the siren, her lips curled up into a pout. “Please do not rip things from my hands,” she growled.

“Easy Trixie,” Sunset set, holding out a hand. “This’ll be fine. I’ve been wanting to see this. I’ve heard it’s really good.”

Trixie crossed her arms over her chest and harrumphed, sinking further into the couch. “Fine.”

Fortunately, both for the sake of enjoying the movie and for Sunset’s peace of mind, Trixie and Adagio quieted down after it started up. They remained quiet, only occasionally letting out a small comment or two through the first hour of the movie, as the spy, some Prench intelligence agent or other, tried to defuse a frantic situation involving hostages in a casino in Las Pegasus, while working alongside someone from Neighpon and an Amareican. By the end of the first hour, they’d finished their food and pushed aside the table.

But then, about an hour and a half in, things got… weird. Racier than Sunset expected. Much racier. The three spies had gathered in a hotel room and had engaged in a passionate embrace. “Holy crap,” Sunset whispered, her eyes agog as the three spies disrobed. “Is…is she... holy crap, she is! She’s fingering her! How did they let this through in an R-rated movie?!”

“Well you can’t see her fingers going in,” Adagio said, giggling at Sunset’s reaction. “But you can imagine it.”

Sunset’s whole body heated up like she’d been immersed in flames. She glanced at Trixie, who was likewise beet red, as red as she’d been when Adagio kissed her in the restaurant. “Trixie didn’t expect this,” she squeaked.

A sudden shift in weight on the couch was all the warning Sunset had before Adagio wrapped an arm around her, tracing her finger along Sunset’s collarbone. “Fills you with some ideas, doesn’t it?” she said, her voice dropping to a husky register that caused Sunset to gasp.

Heat built up in several distinct places on Sunset’s body as she let out a quiet whimper. “Y-you knew this scene was here, didn’t you?” she said. “You planned this.”

“Maybe,” Adagio replied, leaning forward to brush her lips against Sunset’s ear. The hot breath from the siren only further heightened Sunset’s sudden arousal. “Is that a problem?”

Trixie reached over and grabbed Adagio’s arm. “What are you doing?!” she hissed. “Did Sunset say it was okay for you to get that close?”

Adagio’s lips pulled back into a sneer. “Take your hand off my arm, Trixie, or else I will remove it for you.”

“Make Trixie.”

In response, Adagio lashed out with her other hand and took hold of Trixie’s wrist. “You have five seconds to remove this before I break it.”

Like a splash of cold water onto a campfire, the aggression dampened Sunset’s arousal into a smouldering pile of cinders. “Hey, hey, girls, come on,” she groaned. “Trixie, let go of Adagio.”

Trixie grumbled something under her breath as she released the siren, shaking off Adagio’s other hand in the process. “Sorry, Sunset, but Trixie--”

“I appreciate you’re trying to be respectful, Trixie, but I can handle myself,” Sunset cut her off with a glare.

Recoiling like a struck dog, Trixie hunched in on herself, a look of profound shame gracing her face. “I… I’m sorry, I’ll, I’ll stop.”

Sunset kept her glare locked on the magician for a moment before dropping it, frowning apologetically. “No, it’s… Trixie, don’t feel bad, please. I’m not upset with you.”

Trixie, who’d been staring at her own knees, looked up at Sunset, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. “Really?”

“Yeah, really,” Sunset said, turning her frown into a small smile.“In fact, c’mere.” Oh I hope I don’t regret this. She patted the couch right next to her and held out an arm, inviting Trixie in. “Sit next to me. I want you to.”

Trixie hesitantly, ever so slowly, leaned over and laid against Sunset, snuggling up to her and allowing Sunset to wrap her arm around her. “This is nice,” she mumbled.

Sunset’s smile turned genuine. “Yeah, it is.” She glanced over at Adagio, who’d retreated back to her corner, an angry scowl contorting her otherwise gorgeous face. “You too, Adagio. I liked what you were doing.”

Adagio’s mouth fell open in shock as she gazed at Sunset with wide eyes. “You… you did? You’re okay with this.”

“Of course I’m okay with it,” Sunset replied with total sincerity. “Now come on. Get over here.”

Frowning in uncertainty, the siren inched over and then nestled into Sunset’s embrace much like Trixie had. “I suppose this is quite nice,” she admitted after a moment.

“Now, I think we missed some of the movie,” Sunset said as she picked up the remote. She rewound all the way back to just before the sexy scene had begun, then hit play. “There we go.”

As the movie played and the action heated up on screen, Sunset found herself heating up right along with it. The sight of women running their hands along bare skin, the sounds the Neighponese spy made as the Prench one acted upon her caused her heartbeat to increase. Sweat beaded up on her brow, and in a few other places. Her breath quickened in her chest.

And she wasn’t the only one. Without meaning to, she’d begun running a finger up and down Trixie’s arm, causing the illusionist to let out soft gasps. “You okay there, Trixie?” Sunset whispered.

“Mmhmm,” Trixie replied as she bit her lip. One of her hands pulled at her shirt collar and undid the top button. The other reached up to fan at her face.

Adagio, meanwhile, shifted right back into seduction mode, wrapping her own arm around Sunset and went back to tracing small circles at the base of Sunset’s neck. “Sunset, if I didn’t know any better,” she said, her voice dripping with desire, “I’d think you were trying to seduce us.”

“Maybe I am,” Sunset admitted, her face flushing as she beamed. Maybe the wine had gotten to her, despite it being almost two hours since the last glass. Or maybe it was the stress she’d undergone the whole evening. For whatever reason, Sunset decided to discard her inhibitions and seize this for the opportunity it was. “Is that okay with you two?”

“Oh it’s perfectly all right with me,” Adagio purred. Her finger slipped just under Sunset’s hoodie to probe at the bare skin. “At least, with you. Maybe Trixie too. If she can handle it.”

Trixie’s eyes popped open as she glared Adagio’s way. “Trixie can handle anything,” she retorted in a petulant manner. Then her glare faded, replaced with apprehension. “That is, I…maybe…”

Sunset paused, and glanced down at her friend. She gave Trixie a reassuring smile. “If you don’t want to, it’s okay, Trixie. I’m not trying to pressure you into doing anything you don’t want, okay?”

Trixie smiled back, her eyes shining with warmth. “Trixie appreciates that, Sunset.” She gave them both a nod, her eyes slipping to half mast. “Trixie wants this. Bad.”

“Well, in that case…” Sunset chuckled, moving the arm holding Trixie over to the magician’s chin and gently pressing it up, then pressed her lips to Trixie’s, allowing the hungry desire to overtake her.

Not to be outdone, Adagio removed her hand from Sunset’s hoodie and brought it down to cup at Sunset’s left breast instead. Then she kissed Sunset’s neck, right at the edge of her jaw. Then another, and another, drawing a line down Sunset’s neck, at least as far as she could with the hoodie blocking her.

Sunset’s body blazed like fire. Her left hand brushed down Adagio’s shoulder to grope at the siren’s own breast. Thanks to the siren’s strapless dress, there was little in the way, unlike the thick material of the hoodie she wore. Soon her hand touched bare skin.

Trixie moaned into the kiss, breaking it and resuming it every few seconds. Then with a lustful growl she pressed up against Sunset, her tongue pushing past to mingle with Sunset’s own. “Mmmph!”

Sunset kept up the Prench kiss for a good minute or so before disengaging. “Damn, Trixie,” she laughed. “You’re pretty good at that.”

“Trixie is a fast learner,” Trixie replied. She’d unbuttoned half her shirt, and was rapidly removing the rest. With her other hand she reached up to squeeze Sunset’s other breast. “And I’ve had a lot of experience.”

“Really now?” Adagio inquired with arched eyebrows, though the grin tugging at her cheeks belied the harshness of the question. Her grin became savage as she tweaked at Sunset’s nipple through the hoodie, causing Sunset to let out a squeal. “Not as much as me.”

Sunset grunted as Trixie immediately pinched her other nipple. “Mrhg, it’s not a competition.”

“Tell you what. Trixie already found out how good a kisser I am,” Adagio said, releasing Sunset’s breast. “I think it’s your turn.”

“Definitely,” Sunset agreed. She leaned down and met Adagio’s lips in a blaze of passion. Where Trixie had been skilled, soft, and with gentle requests, Adagio was like a bucking bronco, harsh and fast, rapidly darting her tongue between Sunset’s lips before Sunset barely had a chance to let the kiss begin. They parted and met again, clashing like two swordswomen, every spark sent flying ratcheting Sunset’s desire ever higher.

In a fit of aggressive hunger she ran her hand into Adagio’s hair and pulled, causing the siren to squeal from the sudden pain. Adagio drew back and shook her head while laughing. “I didn’t expect that from you of all people.”

Sunset grinned cheekily. “Why, because I was born a pony?”

“Partially,” Adagio admitted with a nod. Then she smiled wide, stretching from ear to ear. “You’re going to be even more fun than I thought.”

“Sunset,” Trixie whimpered, tugging at Sunset’s hoodie. “You should take this off. Trixie wants to kiss your neck and shoulders.”

“You got it,” Sunset said. With one swift movement she deftly doffed the hoodie, tossing it across the room to land somewhere in the vicinity of her dresser. She hadn’t bothered putting on a bra underneath, more out of laziness than anything else, leaving her bare chested. “Tada!”

“Tada? Really?” Adagio said flatly.

“Well I can always cover them back up if you want--”

“Oh no,” Adagio interrupted immediately with a swift shake of her head. “Not happening.”

Trixie let out a cry of happiness and practically leapt onto Sunset, giving her many enthusiastic little kisses starting right below Sunset’s right ear. “Trixie. Has. Dreamed. About. This,” she said as she sped quickly down Sunset’s body, reaching the nape of Sunset’s neck in a hurry before slowing down to a crawl.

“Oooh…” Sunset moaned as she fell back against the couch, letting Trixie go to work. “You have, huh? Wish I’d known that sooner--aaahh!” Her voice rose in pitch as Adagio fell upon her, kissing down and around her breast, her tongue darting out to lick at her rapidly hardening nipple.

Trixie spotted that, her lips thinning as she made a displeased noise. “Grrr…” Then with a huff she abandoned Sunset’s shoulder and dropped down to wrap her whole mouth around Sunset’s right breast, lapping away like mad. “Trixie will not be outdone,” she mumbled.

“Fuck!” Sunset gasped as her back arched, pushing back against the couch hard enough to impress upon her skin. Without thinking about it she reached out with both hands to stroke the siren and the magician atop their heads, petting them, encouraging them. “This… ah! You… you girls… I--fwaaah!--said it wasn’t… a competition…”

“We can make it one,” Adagio said in a sing-song voice. She released Sunset’s nipple with an audible pop and winked at Trixie. “First one to make Sunset cum wins?”

Trixie pulled back from Sunset and considered that. “Hmm... Sunset?”

“N-no, girls, please, I’d rather we not do that,” Sunset said, shaking her head. “Let’s just enjoy ourselves, okay? Besides, if you do that, I won’t have the energy to return the favor.”

“Oh, fine,” Adagio grumbled. “We’ll take it slow then.” She returned to Sunset’s breast, her pace slower than before, more gentle, though with the occasional nip with her teeth.

“Mmmph, yes, that’s better,” Sunset moaned. She smiled down at Trixie and gestured to herself. “Go ahead.”

Trixie beamed, then resumed kissing Sunset’s body, going back up towards her shoulder before trailing loving kisses back down towards her breast, each one long and sensual, full of an adoration Sunset hadn’t quite realized Trixie possessed for her. Hadn’t, that is, till now. “This is making Trixie very happy,” Trixie whispered.

“Me too,” Sunset whispered back with a light giggle.

As Adagio continued to focus on Sunset’s breast, Trixie reached out and stroked down Sunset’s chest with the back of her hand, very slowly, very softly, brushing it, before snaking her way down to circle Sunset’s belly. She kept a leisurely pace, gentle and light.

Like cranking up a thermostat bit by bit, heat flooded Sunset’s nether regions. Without meaning to, she clenched her legs together, feeling the slick moisture running down the inside of her jeans. “Aaah!” she grunted, letting out little gasps every second. She reached down and fumbled with her jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them in a hurry before plunging her hand straight through her underwear, reaching desperately for herself.

Only for Adagio to lash out and push Sunset’s hand away. “Oh no, Sunset,” Adagio said with a mischievous smirk. “You said you wanted to take it slow. You’re going to let us do all the work.”

“Wha--” Sunset growled, glaring daggers at the siren. “How dare you turn my words on me?” Both Trixie and Adagio laughed at that, and after a moment Sunset joined them. “Okay, okay. Y-you’re right. Take it slow. Got it.”

Trixie began laughing under her breath, the laughter turning just a shade sinister as she moved her lips down to Sunset’s belly, planting soft kisses all around Sunset’s naval. As she did so, her hand darted down to stroke the inside of Sunset’s thigh, the touch electrifying, buzzing up and down Sunset’s whole body and making her writhe.

“Gghg, T-Trixie,” Sunset gasped, her breath puffing out as her chest heaved. “That’s… aah!”

“Sounds like you like it,” Trixie trilled, her eyes sparkling with mirth.

“Y-yeah, I like it!” Sunset replied, unsure whether to roll her eyes or laugh along with her. “C-can you… take off my pants? Please?”

Adagio placed one last kiss on Sunset’s breast, then backed away and looked to Trixie. “Shall we?”

Together the two took hold of one pant leg each and with a few deft tugs Sunset’s jeans were joining her hoodie in the pile next to the dresser. Then Trixie, in a moment of thoughtfulness, sprang up to the bathroom and returned with a towel. “Here, you should place this under you, Sunset.”

“Good idea,” Sunset said as she scooted her butt up just enough to tuck the towel into the couch. Last thing this couch needs is a bunch of stains and smells. Then she settled back down. “Now, where were we?”

“Trixie was right about here,” replied the magician as she grabbed a pillow off the couch and placed it on the floor, bracing her knees on it. She descended upon Sunset’s belly and resumed her loving, tender kisses, while gently drumming the inside of Sunset’s left thigh at a snail’s pace. This time without the jeans in the way, the sensation of the magician’s bare skin on Sunset’s left the Equestrian-born woman shaking and jumping. Somehow, the careful, slow, patient movements of Trixie’s fingers were simultaneously paradise and unbearable.

Adagio, for her part, took a seat on the couch next to Sunset rather than stress out the material of her fancy dress any further. She focused her attention on Sunset’s breasts, nipping and pulling, aggressive without anger, without haste. On occasion she darted up for a quick smooch on Sunset’s lips, though she eschewed the tongue this time.

A rising warmth filled Sunset’s body, building steadily towards a tipping point. It was so slow, plodding at a glacial pace, but it was there, becoming more and more unstoppable by the second. “Oh god,” Sunset gasped. “I’m… I’m getting pretty close here.”

“And we haven’t even touched your clit yet,” Adagio said with a deep, sensual laugh, velvety smooth like chocolate. “I didn’t know you were so sensitive.”

Sunset’s face flushed with embarrassment. “W-well, you try having two girls kissing and touching you all over and see how you react.”

“Oh I’ll get my chance, don’t worry,” Adagio replied. Her eyes twinkled with devious intent, and she abruptly reached out and slapped Sunset’s left breast, hard.

“Aaah!” Sunset cried, her eyes widening from the sudden surge of pain. “What… why…”

“Consider it payback for the hair pulling.” Adagio pulled her hand back and brought it forward like she was going to slap again, only to slow down at the last second, rubbing away the redness. “I can do it some more, if you like.”

“M-maybe later,” Sunset said with a shake of her head. “Right now, I… I just want you to be gentle, okay?”

Despite a brief sigh of disappointment, Adagio showed a surprising amount of compassion by nodding and returning to what she’d been doing before, albeit with far less aggressiveness. “Gentle, I can do.”

That brought a different kind of warmth to Sunset’s heart, a surge of appreciation for the consideration. It spoke a lot about how the siren had changed that she was willing to be that considerate of others. “Thank you,” Sunset said as she reached out to run a hand through Adagio’s hair. “You’re a good person.”

“Don’t push it, Shimmer,” Adagio growled, her eyes flashing with momentary ire.

Sunset let out a quiet laugh at that, but heeded the advice all the same. She glanced down at the magician, who was still going at it on Sunset’s tummy. “How’re you doing down there, Trixie?”

“Trixie is having the time of her life, thank you,” Trixie replied with a beaming smile. Then the smile dimmed for a moment, and she stood up and glanced down at her pants. “Hmm… Trixie wants to do more, but maybe she should take these off. I…” her cheeks bloomed. “I’m getting pretty horny and I don’t want to ruin them.”

Adagio and Sunset both snorted with laughter at that. “I’ll bet you are,” Adagio said teasingly. She flashed Sunset a wink and then stood up from the couch and, to Sunset and Trixie’s surprise, wrapped an arm around the magician, pulling her in close enough their faces were separated by bare inches. She placed her other hand on Trixie’s chest, right between her breasts. “You could use some attention yourself, couldn’t you?”

“H-huh?” Trixie gasped, her whole face redder than a cooked lobster. “I, I… but, we were... Sunset… she--”

Sunset smiled like a cat and placed a finger to her lips. “Shhh. It’s okay. I wouldn’t mind watching for a bit.”

“Up to you, of course,” Adagio said as she trailed her finger up and down along Trixie’s exposed undershirt, right up to the base of her throat and down to her navel. “But you did say you could handle it. You sure about that?”

Trixie squeezed her eyes shut, biting her lip and looking away, her face even redder from the strain of her uncertainty. She quivered under Adagio’s touch for a good minute before turning back and nodding like a bobblehead. “Yes. I… yes.”

A sensual chuckle spilled out from Adagio’s lips at that. “Good,” she said as her hand snaked down to Trixie’s slacks. With quick, precise movements she undid the button and zipper, then used both hands to tug on the slacks just enough to let them fall the rest of the way, leaving Trixie in her shirt and panties. True to the magician’s style, the panties were a darker shade of blue than her skin, spackled with shining stars and moons. And they were soaked, dripping with Trixie’s arousal, the smell of it filling the air with an enticing odor.

“Wow, you weren’t kidding,” Sunset said, eying Trixie’s crotch.

“Trixie is… Trixie is not ashamed of it!” Trixie blurted, her hands balling up at her sides.

“Nor should you be,” Adagio said, before diving in for a passionate kiss. She didn’t hold back for a second, holding the magician tight as she used her tongue to overwhelm Trixie’s senses. Trixie’s fists uncurled as she let out quiet moans and whimpers even as she returned the kiss with just as much force.

Sunset leaned back and spread open her legs, casually running a hand up and down herself as she watched them. Her own built-up tension had quietly died back down, but that was perfectly fine. She didn’t mind a few rises and falls before the waves came crashing down. Especially not if she got to watch Adagio and Trixie of all people making out in front of her. You know, I think I’ve had fantasies about stuff like this, but I never thought I’d actually get to see it. I’m sorry I ever doubted you, Pinkie. I oughta thank you when I get the chance.

Adagio, while still kissing Trixie, abandoned all pretense and slipped a hand into the magician’s panties. Trixie squealed at the top of her lungs as the siren explored her folds, running circles around her outer labia before coming up to Trixie’s clit and tapping on it repeatedly like she was drumming a keyboard. Adagio broke the kiss just long enough to laugh and say, “Tell me if it gets to be too much,” before diving back in.

But Trixie pulled away, opting instead to lean against the siren’s shoulder, her breathing fast enough to be mistaken for a marathon runner. “Fff...ffff...fffffffuck!” she moaned, her eyes squeezed shut so hard the magician saw stars.

Sunset just managed to avoid breaking into laughter at that. “Wow,” she said instead with a huge grin on her face. “I never thought I’d see the day when Trixie said that word.”

“Trixie can use profanity just as much as---aaah!--anyone else!” Trixie replied with a glare Sunset’s way, even as her whole body trembled from Adagio’s ministrations. “She just chooses not to.”

“Let’s see if I can get you to say any more, then,” Adagio said as she switched away from drumming, tip tapping with her fingers down and around Trixie’s folds before abruptly jamming two fingers deep inside.

Trixie’s eyes bugged out as she screamed, “Haaaaaoly sssshit!” collapsing against the siren and gasping like crazy. Her hips gyrated along with Adagio’s fingers till she was humping the siren’s hand, grunting and squirming in a way that Sunset found exhilarating.

Sunset’s own hand darted down to her nethers, unable to resist the urge to touch herself to the erotic display. Her own folds were drenched, her panties fully soaked through. Without a care she raised her butt off the couch and stripped her panties off, leaving her fully nude, and tossed the dirtied underwear right across the room and straight into the laundry hamper. Ha, three points, she quipped to herself.

Then a sly smile crossed her face. “Hey, Trixie!”

Trixie, still bucking against Adagio’s hand, managing to open her eyes long enough to grunt out, “What?”

Sunset spread her body out along the couch, winked at the magician, then very slowly reached down to stroke her own clit. “Like what you see?”

Trixie’s eyes bugged out even more as she watched Sunset masturbate before she abruptly arched her back and let out an ear-piercing wail, quaking against the siren, her hip muscles clenched firmly around Adagio’s hand. Then, her chest heaving, her knees knocking together, she collapsed completely against the siren, unable to hold herself up. “I… god… I… Trixie… she can’t…”

“Oh I think you did a very good job there, Trixie,” Adagio said with a surprising amount of sincerity as she led the magician back to the couch and carefully helped her sit down. “I’m impressed.”

“Yes, well… Trixie… is nothing… if not… the best…” Trixie slumped over onto Sunset, catching her breath and clinging to Sunset like a lifeline. Sunset happily wrapped an arm around her and held her close.

“I’m starting to believe it, too,” Adagio replied. She picked up Trixie’s water glass from the TV dinner table and filled it up, then brought it over to Trixie. “Here. Drink this.”

Trixie’s mouth spread in a smile of genuine warmth as she took the water, gulping it down greedily. “Thank you, Adagio. I… I needed that,” she said once she’d drained the glass.

“Sure thing,” Adagio said, taking the glass back and setting it down. “You probably need a bit of a break now, I imagine.”

Trixie nodded weakly. “Yes… please.”

“Go ahead and take it, Trixie,” Sunset said, planting a loving smooch on Trixie’s cheek. “You’ve earned it.”

“Mrgh, thank you Sunset,” murmured the magician as she snuggled into Sunset’s shoulder. “This has been a much nicer evening than Trixie’s wildest hopes.”

Sunset glanced over at the siren, who smiled and shrugged. “What can I say? I’m here to please. And speaking of pleasing, Sunset… you’re far from done.”

“You’re right,” Sunset replied cheekily as she spread her legs and pointed at her crotch. “I am. Why don’t you go ahead and fix that for me?”

Adagio arched her eyebrows as a low chuckle escaped her. “Wow. Assertive. But you do realize, I’m not much of one for submitting, right?”

Sunset’s cheeks flushed as her brain caught up with what her mouth had said. “Oh, uh, I… sorry, I didn’t mean to--”

Adagio shot forward like a rocket and placed a finger to Sunset’s lips. “Hush. I like it when my partners push back. Makes things more interesting.” Then she took a step back and casually stripped off her dress, revealing she’d been wearing nothing underneath the whole time. “Now, I’m going to eat you out, Sunset, and you’re going to love it, understand?”

Sunset snickered before breaking into gut-shaking laughter. “Wow. That sounded like such a bad porno line.”

“Eh, they can’t all be clever zingers,” Adagio shrugged before slipping down onto her knees, propping up on the same pillow Trixie had used earlier. She started with a quick peck to Sunset’s lips, then stretched out her tongue and licked all the way down the front of Sunset’s body, before stopping just above her crotch. The sensation caused Sunset to giggle more than a little, as it was less erotic and more ticklish. But she heated back up all the same, as Adagio’s abundance of poofy hair streamed down onto her legs.

Then the siren descended upon Sunset and the Equestrian-born woman screamed, rearing back till her head bounced off the back of the couch, unconsciously jerking her hips up into Adagio’s face. She wrapped both legs around Adagio to hold her in place, or hang on for dear life. Adagio’s tongue worked up an inferno of sensations, tingling throughout Sunset’s whole body like ripples from a stone cast into a pond. “Holy… jeeez, god! Adagio… Ha… haah!”

Though still recovering, Trixie lent her support, first kissing Sunset’s cheek, then gently turning Sunset’s face to hers and engaging in an exchange of soft passion, meek and tender. The difference between that and the raging, rapid firestorm that was Adagio’s tongue on Sunset’s clit cranked up the heat in Sunset’s body, higher, higher, and higher yet. The sweet, indescribable warmth built up in Sunset once more, reaching up for the tipping point.

And then Adagio suddenly stopped. She pulled away, leaving Sunset crying and reaching out to her. “Why--”

Adagio answered by bringing forth two fingers, the same two she’d used to such skill on Trixie. She ran them in circles around Sunset’s outer walls to pick up plenty of lubrication, then slid them inside, pumping in and out, first slow, then faster, and faster, until it was so fast Sunset could barely breathe. “Oooh… oh… oh… Haaa! You’re… that’s… god no wonder Trixie… aah!”

Trixie let out a happy laugh and kissed Sunset anew, muffling her with her lips. Sunset’s whole body erupted in fire, in flames, immersed in so much heat she could barely stand it. Then Adagio leaned forward, wrapped her mouth around Sunset’s clit, and licked it. Just once.

That’s all it took. With a loud cry, the crashing wave of orgasm after orgasm descended upon Sunset immediately, causing her whole body to seize up and clench. Wave after wave of sweet pleasure swept through Sunset like pounding surf until she nearly passed out from it, before it finally subsided.

Sunset fell back against the couch, her energy spent, all her muscles quivering and weak, like floppy jello. Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment as she sought to catch her breath, to slow her million mile per hour heart rate, to recover. When she opened them again, she saw Adagio take a seat next to her, wrapping herself around Sunset just like she had before they’d begun.

“Did you enjoy yourself?” Adagio said teasingly.

Sunset nodded, not trusting herself to speak. If she said anything now it'd be far too mushed mouthed. Instead she let her actions speak for her, by quietly nuzzling into Adagio’s shoulder, and pulling Trixie in to boot.

Adagio paused a moment before responding, her eyes full of wonder, and a tenderness that caught the siren herself by surprise. “Good. I’m glad,” she said, placing a single quick kiss atop both Sunset and Trixie’s heads. Then she settled in to cuddle with them, and chuckled, the deep dark chocolate of it rumbling through their pressed together bodies. “Hmm, I’m glad we did this. I think I like you two.”

“Even Trixie?” asked the magician in a voice full of hope.

Adagio raised her head just enough to look Trixie in the eye, and grinned. Not a mocking grin, or an unpleasant one, but a friendly, caring one, much friendlier than Sunset was used to seeing from the siren. “Yes. Even you.”

Trixie let out a quiet, happy little gasp of delight, then giggled like a schoolgirl. “Hurray! Trixie likes you too. Both of you.”

Wooow. Adagio and Trixie, getting along. Wonder how long that’s going to last? Sunset glanced first at Adagio, then Trixie, then allowed her eyes to close again as she relished the afterglow, and the happy feelings of being cared for. Eh, probably just till morning. Might as well enjoy it while it lasts though.

“Sunset,” Adagio suddenly said, sitting up, a look of concern touching her face. “Do you need some water?”

Sunset opened her mouth to say no, only to realize how parched her throat was. “Yes please.”

Adagio patted her once on the shoulder, then sprung up to fetch Sunset’s water glass. Sunset watched the siren work, more than a little bemused by how much care she put into looking after her lovers. Like this was all normal to her, despite the way she usually acted. Maybe, despite her prickly attitude, Adagio was actually a softy at heart? So when Adagio brought the water back, Sunset decided to try and subtly ask the question by saying, with a pointed look, “Thanks. I really appreciate it.”

Arching an eyebrow as she resumed her seat, Adagio frowned, letting out a small sigh that, to Sunset’s surprise, sounded a little… sad. “You’re surprised I care, aren’t you?” Adagio said bluntly.

Uh-oh. Better watch how you respond to this Sunset, because this could be how you get stabbed. Sunset glanced over at Trixie, who was watching the exchange silently, then returned her gaze to Adagio and nodded with an apologetic frown. “A little bit. I don’t mean it in a mean way, just--”

Adagio held up a hand for silence. “Just, I’m a siren, and I’ve always been a real piece of work, hmm?” Shaking her head, one corner of her mouth quirked up. “I guess I can’t blame you. Sirens aren’t really known for… attachments. Or caring about others. Least not my sisters and I. But…” She leaned forward and placed a hand on Sunset’s shoulder, then smiled. “Like I told you back at the restaurant, I really do have to thank you for taking our magic away. It was liberating. Helped me start to realize what was important in life, really important.”

Trixie’s jaw dropped. “Wow,” she whispered.

Adagio’s eyes flashed momentarily with ire at that, her face twisting up in her more usual expression of discontent and irritation. “Don’t misunderstand. I haven’t become soft. Don’t expect me to frolic in the fields singing about how good friendship is or whatever you and your friends do.” Then her frown softened back into the half smile she’d been sporting. “But, you, Sunset? I can care about you. In my own way. And you too, Trixie. At least for now.”

Trixie’s face went blank. “Wait, what does that--”

Sunset immediately placed a finger to Trixie’s lips and quietly shushed her. Then she looked up at Adagio. “All right then. That’s fair. Sorry for doubting you.”

“Don’t be,” Adagio said as she flopped back down onto the couch and laid against Sunset with a quiet little sigh of satisfaction. “You had every right to question it.”

Sunset nodded, then swiftly drained the water glass in her hand so she could set it aside. Then she leaned over to Adagio and placed a tender kiss on the siren’s forehead. “Thank you.”

Adagio let loose a full throated laugh at that, one that filled the apartment with a sense of genuine warmth and happiness.

Then the three quieted down and laid together on the couch peacefully for a while, savoring the intimacy, the closeness. Then Trixie spoke up, “So, um… Sunset, we… we should do something for Adagio, right?” Her face flushed. “I-I mean, that’s… that’s the right thing to do here? Trixie doesn’t have much experience with… multiple people at once.”

Sunset snorted with laughter and nodded. “Pretty sure we should, yeah, if you’re up to it, Dagi.”

A growl of irritation rippled forth from Adagio’s throat before she cut it off with an exasperated sigh. “Usually don’t like people calling me that, but maybe I’ll make an exception for you, Sunset.” Then she sat up and stretched out her limbs like a cat before adopting her usual trademark smirk. “To answer your question, of course I’m up for it. But, let’s move to the bed, shall we? The couch is nice, but the bed gives us more… options.”

That made Sunset shudder deep inside, the spark of desire within her flaring to life once more. “Definitely. Come on, Trixie. Let’s get up there.”

Sunset fell back on the bed, once again spent. The two ladies with her likewise collapsed, both just as tired. She glanced over at the alarm clock and her eyes widened momentarily, then her mouth opened in a massive, outstretched yawn. “Good grief, it’s almost four in the morning.”

“Oh is that why Trixie is so tired? And here she thought it was just the wild ride she’s been on all evening,” Trixie snarked as she flopped like a ragdoll.

“I did warn you that I’d wear you out,” Adagio quipped back, though she was just as obviously exhausted. Even her spectacular siren stamina had its limits. “You’re the one who insisted we--”

“Yes, yes, it’s all Trixie’s fault,” Trixie cut her off, flashing the siren a flat look. “I get it.”

“Just saying,” Adagio shot back with a simpering smile. “You reap what you sow.”

Sunset snorted. “Pretty sure none of us are sowing anything, unless I’m completely wrong about how sirens work.”

Adagio and Trixie both glared at her, open mouthed, eyes wide in disbelief, before Adagio burst into full bodied guffaws. She shook with her laughter for a good solid minute before subsiding. “Really now, Shimmer. That might’ve been a bit uncalled for.”

“Made you laugh, didn’t it?” Sunset retorted with a cheeky grin.

Adagio shrugged, and grinned back. “Guess it did.”

“Well, if you will excuse Trixie,” said the magician as she hopped up out of the bed. “She is hungry, thirsty, and really needs the bathroom.”

As Trixie sped down the stairs, Adagio sat up in bed and nodded sagely. “Good idea. Wouldn’t mind another bite to eat before we sleep. You want anything, Sunset?”

Sunset shrugged. “Just another slice of pizza’s fine. I’m not that hungry.”

“Alright then.” Adagio darted over and gave Sunset a quick peck on the lips, smiled, then climbed out of bed and down the stairs, sashaying all the while.

Sunset propped up some of her pillows so she could sit up, then reached for her phone, which she’d left charging by the bedside. Opening it up she spotted a surprising number of texts from Pinkie Pie, starting around the time the date ended with a simple check-in, then they turned frantic for a while, then shifted around in tone to sly and joking by about 2:00 AM or so. “Jeez, Pinkie,” she muttered as she reached the end of the string.

So, to ease her friend’s worry, she tapped out a response. Things went fine. We got thrown out of the restaurant, so we bought pizza and… hung out at my place.

Oh reaaaaalllly? Came the instant reply, as if Pinkie had literally been sitting there with her phone in hand.

Which, Sunset realized, knowing Pinkie, she might’ve been. Yes, really.

The next response was full of emoticons, including a few suggestive ones, and then a random string of garbage flailing text. Finally a clear response came through: They’re spending the night, right? That’s why you’re only replying now?

“Dunno how much it’s your business, but…” Yeah, they… they’re spending the night. We’ve had a good time.

Oooh, you sly dog you, Sunny! Pinkie replied. See, see, I knew it was a good idea to surprise you! Your gal Pinkie’s always got your back.

Yeah, what was the deal with that, anyway? Sunset asked. Why’d you set me up with Trixie and Adagio? Especially Adagio. Trixie, I get, but Adagio?

Weeeeeelll, remember Starswirled? The second one we went to, nooot the time looping one.

Sunset raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, I was gonna say, that first time didn’t do us any favors when it came to Adagio,” she muttered. What about it?

Well, you see, Iiiiiii might’ve run into Sonata, and we spent some time talking, and it turns out she’s actually really funny and cool! Another string of emoticons came through, followed by more text. Aaanyway, she gave me a contact, and I might’ve asked around trying to figure out who would be a good fit for you, because you’ve been waaaay too grumpy and lonely lately. Sonata suggested Adagio and I thought, wow, what a good idea!

Sunset sighed, slapping a hand to her face. “Oh my god, Pinkie…”

“What’s that about Pinkie Pie?” said Adagio as she walked up, two plates in hand. She passed over one to Sunset.

Sunset took the proffered plate and set it down next to her, then waved her phone. “Just texting her.”

“Asking her why me, hmm?” Adagio said with a knowing grin. She popped her slice of pizza into her mouth and chewed thoughtfully. “Don’t blame you. I still don’t know how she talked me into it. I don’t regret it, especially not now, but…”

“Like I said before, that’s Pinkie for you,” Sunset shrugged. She turned back to her phone and typed out, Okay, but why both her and Trixie? Were you trying to get me killed?

Pinkie unleashed another string of garbage flail text, then said, Killed?! What?! You’re not in trouble, are you? Are you?!

Wincing at the understandable misinterpretation, Sunset immediately replied, No, no, everything’s fine. I was being sarcastic. Sorry.

Oh. Okie dokie Loki! Aaaanyway, I wasn’t gonna set you up with both of them at first. I had it narrowed down to between the two, because they both seemed like such good choices and I thought wow how do I pick between Adagio and Trixie I mean they’re both really pretty and funny and cool, mysterious, exciting, and sure to make you not grumpy anymore.

Sunset sighed as Pinkie continued her tirade for a good couple of minutes before the texts ceased. Okay, I get that, but… why both?

Well, I was pacing back and forth in the mall trying to decide when guess who walks by? It was Dashie! Rainbow suggested I set you up with both. She was laughing really hard about it but I mean who can blame her it was such a good idea I started laughing too! And it worked! I’m so glad it worked out for you, Sunny.

Sunset glowered down at her phone. “Rainbow Dash,” she spat like it was a profanity. “You asshole.”

“Oh? What’s this Trixie’s hearing about Rainbow Dash?” said Trixie as she returned to the bed with her own plate of pizza.

“I asked Pinkie why she set me up with both of you,” Sunset said, still glaring at her phone. “Turns out Rainbow Dash was trying to prank us.”

“Oh really?” Adagio said with more than a hint of danger in her tone, her mouth going flat. “Sounds like Rainbow thought it would be a disaster.”

“It almost was,” Trixie said as she bit into her pizza. “Trixie thinks it turning out as well as it did was something of a miracle.”

“A welcome miracle,” Adagio added, “but yes. A miracle.”

“Hang on a second,” Sunset said, looking at the two of them. “Did you two know the other would be at the date, when Pinkie told you about it?”

Adagio shook her head. “No. No, I didn’t. To be blunt? If I had, I wouldn’t have shown up.”

“Likewise,” Trixie said with a sigh. “Trixie thinks now that would’ve been a mistake, and she’s glad for the way things went, but… yeah, as much as I like you, Sunset, I wouldn’t have come within five miles of the place.”

Sunset returned her attention to her phone. Hey, Pinkie, thanks for setting things up. It went great. Quick question: did Rainbow tell you not to warn Adagio or Trixie that the other would be coming, or was that your idea?

Oh that was all Rainbow, came the sincere reply. I wasn’t so sure that was a good idea, ‘cause I was worried it might make them mad, but Dashie convinced me it was the right idea. And it sounds like it was, so yay! I’m so happy for you. You want me to thank Dashie for you too? I can.

“Really,” Sunset said, her tone sour. No, Pinkie, I’ll take care of that myself, thank you. Don’t let her know that, okay? I want it to be a surprise.

Oooh, good idea! Alrighty, Sunny, you got it. I’ll keep my lips sealed.

Thanks, Pinkie. You’re the best. Sunset set her phone aside and picked up her plate of pizza, taking a bite so she could chew thoughtfully. “Rainbow definitely tried to prank us,” she said.

“Well, sounds like a little quid pro quo might be in order then,” Adagio said, her lips spreading in a sadistic smile. “I have a few ideas.”

“Indeed,” Trixie growled, setting her empty plate aside. “Trixie will not put up with someone trying to sabotage her love life. Even if it worked out.”

Sunset nodded. “Oh yeah, she’s due some payback. Nothing too bad though. Like you said, Trixie, it worked out. We can be grateful for that, right?”

“If you say so,” Adagio said, rolling her eyes. She polished off the last of her pizza, set her own plate down, then unleashed a wide yawn. “Let’s worry about it in the morning, shall we? I’m ready to sleep.”

“Same,” Trixie nodded. She laid down, letting her silvery hair spill out on the pillow. “Trixie needs her rest.”

Sunset rapidly finished off her own pizza and set her plate atop Adagio’s, then fell prone against her pillows. She fumbled with her hand for the light switch, the master one she’d rigged up for the apartment as a whole, plunging the place into darkness save for the string of fairy lights on the bannister. “Me too.”

Adagio joined them and snuggled up to Sunset’s shoulder, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. Then she reached over Sunset to do the same to Trixie. “Sleep well,” she said with a low laugh.

Sunset placed a tender kiss atop both Trixie and Adagio’s heads, then settled in, closing her eyes. As she drifted off, she wondered to herself if this had all just been some fantastic, unbelievable dream. If tonight had been anything to go by, she now had not one but two amazing girlfriends. How lucky was that?

Luckier than she had any right to be, that was for sure. But then, Sunset mused, she deserved something good in her life. Ever since the Elements helped show her how wrong she was about her life’s ambitions, she’d been far happier. This was just the next step.

She just hoped it would last more than a single evening. Now that she had this, she didn’t want to give it up, not for anything.

Author's Note

... yeah, I couldn't help it. I had to write more of these three. They're too much fun not to write. As for why it went explicit? ...like I said, I couldn't help it. I wanted to experiment with it, and found it challenging.

In any case, thanks for reading. :twilightsmile: