Rarity bit her lip as she spent every fiber of her being in not fidgeting too much, her steps from her car to the front gate swift and feeling almost floaty.
Twilight’s invited me over! Alone! she thought while pressing the doorbell. If it’s what I think it is… oh joyful night, oh my blessed great soul! Even if it isn’t, there is nothing to fear, at worst I will just enjoy her company and flirt and…
The doorbell’s ding-dong finished to echo in the night air just as the noise of static came from the interphone.
“Who’s there?” an older male voice asked.
“Hi! I’m Rarity, Twilight invited me over to discuss our next school project, may I be let in?”
“Permission granted, miss Rarity.” the voice responded back, as the gate started to roll aside, revealing an unkempt lawn full of lichens, contrasting well with the italianate architecture of the Sparkle family home.
But Rarity wasn’t there for the architecture: with a skipping step, she went forward on the stone path and reached the front door, where she saw Twilight, wearing black sweatpants and a purple stained sports bra, waiting for her beyond the door’s glass pane. She fidgeted with the lock for a few seconds and then swung it open towards the inside, making Rarity waste no time in waiting for the door to be unlocked.
“Hello Twilight, how are you doing tonight?” Rarity said, giving her a light hug while having a dumb smile stamped on her face.
“I’m… good, yes, very good.” she answered with a weird tone that sounded somewhat wary while reciprocating the hug. Rarity did pick this up, but she decided to give it no heed.
“So, why did you actually invite me?” Rarity asked as she detached and looked deep into Twilight’s byzantine purple eyes, while Twilight looked away. She smiled comfortingly a little at her.
“Uhmmm… it’s better if we went in my bedroom to talk about it.”
Could it be? Nah, it can’t be, she thought as she looked at her. She was cute when flustered or acting shy, what with her voice and mannerisms bringing out something out of her, perhaps something rather contrasting with the more lustful feelings she had towards her, Rarity had to admit, but she always figured things could be managed somehow.
“Oh? Is it something you’d rather stay somewhere comfortable to talk about?” she asked with some forced concern, trying to not be inappropriate in case it happened to be rather serious, but unable to fully conceal how she felt towards the possibility of a specific scenario.
“Uh… yes, it’s very, very personal, I’d say almost intimate,” Twilight looked around with an air of suspect and concern, before speaking again with a whisper. “My dad’s still in the living room near, better got upstairs.”
Rarity nodded, extended her hand towards her and said, “Take me there, darling.”
Twilight blushed as she took Rarity’s hand and started to pull her upstairs. She wasn’t very strong, so Rarity still had to do most of the legwork, but that didn’t matter much, as long as she could keep that feeling going and give herself into her hands at least a little, to feel she could trust her in a way few others could.
Soon they were at the second story, and, once the alley in front of the stairs themselves was fully crossed, Rarity and Twilight found themselves in front of a plain light brown door that had a fastoon made out of spray-painted wire metal reading “Twily” nailed to it. Twilight turned the know and swung it outwards, pushing the lights button before dragging Rarity in.
It was pretty clear that Twilight’s room wasn’t exactly Twilight’s most-used room, at least not at that point in time: it had a cheap wardrobe she had covered in old stickers from various sources of her childhood; a somewhat-small bed that had a parrot print as a cover; two fruit boxes full of textbooks and school supplies stuck in a corner; a dusty desk; and a willow twine toy box shaped like a castle, the paint severely splintered away, placed underneath said desk.
Rarity sat down on the bed while Twilight locked the door with three turns of the key.
“There, now we’re all set,” she said, before turning towards Rarity. “Now, it’s time to talk about my issue...”
Rarity nodded as she took off and kicked away her high heels, leaving her black collant-clad feet free, and then laid down on Twilight’s bed like Paoline Bonaparte.
She looked at Twilight with a smirk, thinking herself ready for anything.
Twilight suddenly pulled down her sweatpants, revealing the pair of beige granny panties she was wearing underneath, looking straight at Rarity.
“Let’s get to the point: I’m a virgin. I haven’t seen a pussy that isn’t my own ever since I was birthed, and the last real-life dick I’ve seen was my brother’s when I accidentally walked on him while he changed after football practice,” she said in a matter-of-fact way that made it all sound very well rehearsed. “I have heard that you like me as a sexual partner as well. You do the math.”
Rarity stared the sight right in front of her, unmoving and confused.
This… isn’t how I had imagined it.
“Uh-hu,” was all that Rarity could say as she stared at her, Her heart was going pretty fast, but part of her really didn’t want to be there in that moment.
“I… think I didn’t do this right, did I?” Twilight said sheepshly as she crossed her legs “If this is– “
“I am confused as well, but it’s okay, there’s a first time for everything,” Rarity said, her generous instincts making her decide for a bold action “Were you wanting something in particular? Or would you like to let me lead the way?”
Twilight bit her finger for a few seconds, before shuffling off to her bed.
“Do your thing, lead your way, whatever you call it,” she said in clear embarrassment and desire.
Rarity somersaulted off the bed as she gave herself a couple of slaps to the face and massaged her small breasts in preparation. In the meantime, Twilight sat down on her bed, her legs and hands fidgeting like crazy in clear nervousness.
“Well, given your inexperience, I think I will start off simple and gentle,” she said as she eyed her granny panties, unsexy to be sure, but still merely a screen for the treasures beneath, as far as her want was concerned. “Let’s start by taking off those ugly as sin panties, darling, they neither help me nor suit you.”
“Uh… okay, sure, let’s start with that,” she said, as she grabbed onto her panties’ hem. Rarity watched intently as the fabric rolled up and creased beneath the push, revealing a body that, frankly, didn’t look all that bad, then tufts of haphazardly-trimmed pubic hair– no doubt a result of Twilight trying and failing to groom herself properly while still being as cutely clumsy as ever– that promised much more and caused Rarity to lick her lips in anticipating and tremble, until, finally, her unhooded clit and her plump labia was fully in sight.
“Your lips are meaty… very meaty,” Rarity could only comment in her haze, before shaking her head and regaining some form of composure. “How about a kiss?”
Twilight raised her index in the air, but she was interrupted by Rarity zeroing in onto her vagina. Sure, it was still dry and felt pretty unready, and part of Rarity couldn’t help but wonder how come she didn’t have to break through a cobweb to access Twilight’s tender canal, but with some properly-done licking, things started to work again.
“I-I feel buzzing… is it really how am I supposed to feel?” she commented, biting her lip in cautious appreciation, as Rarity gave her all to water and generously lubricate every nook and cranny of her pussy, up and including her poor forgotten cervix, her hands busier in keeping Twilight’s legs nice and open rather than in pleasuring herself, trying to sustain her arousal on performance alone.
Rarity felt Twilight’s hand unsurely ruffling her hair and saw her body lightly squirming. Taking it as a sign, she slowed down her licking: soon, she tasted a weak scent of rosemary. She moved her head away and looked into Twilight’s wide-open and befuddled eyes.
“Now that you’re lubed enough...” Rarity took an educated guess and pointed at the toy chest.
Twilight shook her head, saying, “N-no, I’ve used them way too often. I want to do this… naturally, if you can say that.”
“Your wish is my command, darling,” Rarity said with a smile as she got up and wiggled her fingers around for a few seconds, before making her favorite pose with index, middle and thumb with her right hand while keeping the waiting pussy spread open with her left.
She poked with her fingertips, and she already was moaning in contentment as she blushed and moved her hands around, clearly unsure what to do with them. Rarity, on the other hand, had given a mission to her own hands, and she wasn’t going to fail it: she pulled her fingers out, and then actually inserted her long painted nails in, at which point, with a lotus blossom-like motion, she started to massage Twilight’s love canal with her fingers, while using her other hand to brush her tiny little clit.
Her legs tried to close while trembling, but it was to no avail, and by now her glasses had slid off her nose due to the sweat that was now covering her nerdy face. Twilight moaned and sighed in appreciation as she let her impromptu partner keep on pleasuring her. Rarity, meanwhile, kept on going on and on, making sure to go deeper and faster with her little cycle, feeling longingly the warm, squishy spasms of Twilight’s pussy, and circling the clit with a touch as light as the one needed to play the theremin, sometimes barely even touching it even and relying on air movements instead.
Soon enough, the vaginal movements got fast and powerful and were almost trapping Rarity’s fingers inside a lustful Chinese finger trap, one that she didn’t plan to try to escape yet. At this point, she felt bold and, making a scissor-like motion with the fingers she had already used to invade and massage Twilight’s tender insides, sighed right into her entrance, making it quiver in appreciation and longing, and then reinserted them as deep as she could, almost shy of the cervix’s neck, and then she tried to tickle the neck and massage the nearby ribbings. In the meanwhile, she used her free hand to caress Twilight’s smooth thighs that contrasted well with her wild pubes.
“Oh- oh, look, I’m… oh!” Twilight’s red face couldn’t deny her obvious coming climax as a result of all those ministrations.
“I know… I can feel it rather well. Let it all out, if you want.” Rarity said softly, as she kept on going for a little longer. Suddenly, Twilight’s vaginal imploded and became extremely tights, nearly crushing Rarity’s fingers, before expanding rapidly and spraying lady liquids everywhere on the bed and onto Rarity’s shirt, as Twilight howled out her pleasure. Her breath became short and she moaned weakly as Rarity slid out her soaked hand; as for Rarity, while part of her was mildly freaked out by the shirt getting wet with lady juices, it wasn’t strong enough to make her not notice how the spray had gotten her shirt wet enough to reveal her lacy black bra she was wearing, thinking, “Oh my… this coincidence is… quite arousing. Guess I don’t have much more to hide now!” as she weakly giggled.
She saw Twilight’s face lose redness and, in ap inch, she figured out just what she needed: she looked at her soaked hand and, after admiring how the juices created translucent strands between her fingers resembling raw silk, she summoned all her composure to lift up her index, and sensually lick it while lightly brushing it against all her lips, tasting the rosemary and somewhat salty flavor of Twilight as if it was a tiny scoop of fine ice cream or a finely-aged cider. In the corner of her eye she could see Twilight’s blush picking right up as she looked away.
“You taste pretty nice, you must have taken good care of what gifts you have,” Rarity said in a honey-like tone. “Don’t be so embarrassed.”
“I uh… taste good? Really?” Twilight asked with a tinge of perplexity in her voice “That’s… surprising.”
Rarity repeated the licking processed on her middle and anular finger, each time slower than the last, as Twilight kept on staring.
“I… I think I want more. Do you feel, y’know...” Twilight asked as she looked away once again.
“Of course I am, but, this time, I want to try something a little more, shall we say, shared,” Rarity said. “Lie down, I want to see if it will work.”
Twilight took off her bra and then laid down on the bed, her limbs splayed out, as Rarity pulled down her purple miniskirt, then undid her hairpin to let Twilight enjoy the view of her collant hardly concealing her lacy red panties, and, once her hair was down, she unbuttoned her shirt, before slowly but surely taking off her collant, rolling them up and throwing them onto the door’s handle, until, finally, she grabbed onto her cheeky-style underwear and slowly pulled down while at the same time caressing her firm smooth butt and her sculpted thighs, letting them drop on their own once they reached her knees.
She grabbed her hips and lightly swiveled them, as Twilight confusedly stared at her.
“Do you like what you see, dearest?” she asked as she looked into her purple eyes with half-lidded eyes. Rarity then slowly snaked her hand past the rhombus-shaped of well-trimmed pubic hair she had, and placed her right hand’s finger over her labia in a “v” shape, lightly closing and opening it to reveal her desiring pussy and work herself up a little more.
“Uh...” Twilight was blushing as she followed the hand’s movements.
“I want to see if… if I can make my clit touch yours and our vertical mouths kiss each other,” she said, as she climbed up the bed and crawled on it and then ontop of Twilight, pressing her petite boobs against the more shapely ones Twilight had, and holding her right had with her own, clenching and interlocking in a grasp that signaled a connection.
“Your breath… it makes me feel so weird,” Twilight said as she started to pant and had her hands go limp in Rarity’s grasp. “I had never thought doing it with girls could be this nice too.”
That explains things. And to think I thought she was actually interested, Rarity thought, cringing a little inside but not letting it show as she gazed into Twilight’s eyes longingly. But no matter now, I can sort this out after.
Rarity then shifted forward until she felt her clit make contact with Twilight’s labia, even if it meant having her nose at the level of Twilight’s forehead.
She freed her hands and started to lightly hump, and Twilight seemed to oblige, by trying to sway her hips to the natural rhythm. Her lady parts started to feel heated up, much like her body, and she couldn’t help but going faster and groaning, but, no matter how fast or how precisely she tried to hump, Twilight seemed pretty passive to it, mostly trying to shift and squirm beneath Rarity’s weight, something that as as sensual as it was awkward.
Her body feels nice and soft, I would almost sleep on it! She thought, as she kept on humping and letting Twilight’s body brush against her and her small bra-bound tits be massaged by the larger ones Twilight had, moaning softly all the while. But… she is not liking this much. Should I try something else?
She kept going for a little while, her lithe body seemingly trying to melt into Twilight’s somewhat plumper one, as her clit felt abuzz and her head light.
“Uh… I’m not feeling anything. Are you sure this is how it’s supposed to go?”
Rarity snapped out of her pleased trance, blushing as she raised herself by the arms and looked at Twilight with a disappointed but understanding look.
“Sorry, I guess our bodies don’t quite match,” she said with a touch of shame. “We can try using the toys.”
“I mean, as I said, I’d like not to, but if there’s no other option to make both of us happy...” Twilight said with a sigh, as she pointed at the castle-shaped toy box. “There should be enough of a selection.”
Rarity got up, stretched a bit and, with a waddling walk caused by her protesting vagina and clitoris being suddenly robbed of stimulation and rebelling, she reached said toy box: opening it revealed a clear plastic case containing several lime green dildos placed in order of size, an overly-tangled pill vibrator, scented lube, and even a chastity cage.
“If you’re wondering about the cage, it’s just how I tried to stop slicking in the school bathrooms when I was in ninth grade,” Twilight squeaked as she said this.
“I don’t judge, thought usually it is something far more common for orgasm control play, than an actual self-control tool,” Rarity said, as she picked up the pill vibrator and started to untangle it.
“I know now… didn’t know then.”
Rarity shrugged as she passed the rubber-coated “pill” of the vibrator between her fingers, finding it a little rigid but still serviceable enough for the purpose.
“Well, no point in waiting,” Rarity said, as she gave a quick look at the remote’s commands. “So, do I turn it on by pressing the handle, or by finding the switch?”
“Oh, no, no, don’t you worry about it, it’s probably better if I put it on,” Twilight said as she got up and took the vibrator. “I have to give something back anyway.”
“Well, if you feel sure, go on,” Rarity said with a wink as she sat down on the bed, her legs spread open and her labia even more spread wide by her slender fingers with nicely-painted red nails. She watched with interest as Twilight cutely fumbled around– no doubt embarrassed at the idea of being seeing doing it– in trying to slip in her old trust vibrator inside herself.
With a meaty “plof” and a groan of pleasure, Twilight looked up and awkwardly smiled at Rarity, a weak buzzing sound coming from her as the remove dangled from her pussy like a vine in the jungle.
“It’s in,” she said, as she slowly put herself on her knees. “Now, let’s see if you taste good too.”
Rarity’s legs twitched and her snatch quivered as she felt Twilight’s warm breath blow over her skin, giving her goosebumps and chills at the same time, which only got better and stronger as she got close to her awaiting pussy. Tingles went up her spine as she felt Twilight’s panting hit her right in the pussy and up her canal, moaning and sneaking a hand beneath her bra to massage her left boob.
As she did so, she noticed Twilight looking up at her with a sort of puppy dog eyes ypical of those situations.
“Do as you feel,” Rarity said between the squeaked moans as she shakily put her hands on Twilight’s soft hair and helped her along by pushing her head forward, deeper into her.
Feeling her nose pushing against her, she let out a quite loud moan that she couldn’t help in keeping up as soon as she felt her tongue wash her well-used canal with inexperienced sloppiness.
“Faster.,” she commanded as she bit her lips and almost tried to cross her legs in appreciation. Her heart by now was beating quite fast, and she was heating up once more.
Suddenly Twilight tried to slide her hands beneath Rarity’s butt, and, when she managed, she started to erratically squeeze it, all the while still slurping and tounging Rarity relatively well.
“Oh, that’s new,” she exclaimed as she kept one hand on Twilight’s head and used the other to attempt to slide off one side of her bra and get around to fondle her own breasts and pinch her nipples again. By the time she did, her legs were starting to feel a bit sore from all the shaking, but she didn’t care, letting herself be carried by the pleasurable sopping wet sensations in her vagina and the light massage her lovely little ass was receiving, and her self-fondling only added more fuel to the fire of lust and brought about inner electricity.
Shortly after, perhaps not even two minutes later, Rarity felt her walls spasming faster than usual, and her entire body was feeling like burning from thunder. It was time.
“Prepare yourself, I-I’m going to come soon!” Rarity said while removing her hand from Twilight’s head, but she apparently didn’t care a iota for it, since she slipped her hands out to instead give her clit a good light pinch.
A shock coarsed all through Rarity, freezing her entire body as she felt a powerful orgasm fill her every cavity and made her scream-sing in appreciation for the work done, a trickle of fluids splashing against Twilight’s mouth just as she retreated, coughing and moaning at the same time while doing so.
Her body then loosened, but she still felt it going on and on for several more seconds, which only prompted her to twitch erratically and brush herself against the bed’s covers as she ceased to scream and instead started to mumble nonsense while biting her lip. The sensation soon waned, leaving her just rubbing herself against the bed’s top, but she kept doing it anyway, the sensation of comfiness by now replacing lust, only stopping when even that became numb to her too.
“Mmm… roses,” Twilight commented as she licked her lips in temptative apprecation. “I mean… you’re tasty, but I’m not… quite...”
Rarity fluttered her tired eyes several times as she tried to process what Twilight had said, until, finally, her mind went back to be operational enough to understand both the stated meaning and the implication.
“Quite sure you like girls too?”
“Yeah, pretty much. I’ve known you for a bit by now, and you kinda offered yourself, and I was desperate and–”
Rarity got up and placed a finger over Twilight’s mouth.
“It’s all fine, you have plenty of time to meditate about it,” she said while offering her hand to help her to get up. “Now, tell me, would you mind if I were to sleep with you tonight?”
“I mean, the bed’s a bit small,” Twilight got up and scratched the back of her head. “And, well, I’m sure your parents would be wondering where you are if you aren’t at home tomorrow morning.”
“My parents do not care about that, only that they can call me if needed and to give them a warning if I don’t plan to be at home for the whole day,” Rarity said. “I will say that your bed is, indeed, quite small, but something can be arranged.”
Twilight put her finger beneath her chin, mumbling inchoerently for several seconds as she thought, until she raised her head again.
“Sure, why now. Just let me pick up some Pjs for you and me,” she said, as she went to the wardrobe with a shuffling step.
“It’s fine, I can just put my underwear back on and–”
“You’ve taken the weight of virginity off me, giving you a pair of pajamas for a night isn’t a big deal,” Twilight interrupted, as she pulled out a thin cream yellow nightgown with elbow-length sleeves and threw it Rarity’s way.
While clearly a bit old, and probably better suited as dish rag duty, Rarity decided to suppress her urge to pimp it up and, after a big shrug, just removed her bra before slipping inside of it, and then starting to gather up and neatly fold her clothes onto the desk.
By the time Rarity was done, Twilight had already put the vibrator back into the toy box and put herself in a set of light gray felt pajamas with star pattern prints on them.
Wordlessly, Twilight pulled the covers away and slipped in it. Rarity followed suit soon after, and, finding herself so close to Twilight, the first thing she did was nestle her head against Twilight’s natural pillows while she hugged her.
All in all, it had been a good night that solved an intimate issue in the best way possible, fulfilling a need, and that was the best possible outcome Rarity could have asked for.
Author's Note
Apparently I'm in an "Orientation Play" mood of late. Or maybe I'm a closeted lesbophobic, fuck do I know.
Anyhow, I hope you enjoyed, don't forget to make your opinion known in the comments!
