I Get Off With a Little Help From My Friends.

DJ PON-3, titles, titles, titles, stood at her sound throne in frothing mental and sexual frustration. The ever dreaded temptation to catch feels for her best friend, and most satisfying sexual partner, had been clawing at her mind more and more frequently as she had gotten older. She desperately needed a distraction, but her DOC wasn't Answering His FUCKING PHONE!!! Vinyl clenched her jaw in rising rage as she surveyed the crowd. She hated having to troll for tail, it was always such a damnable nuisance, but she needed something, ANYTHING to take her mind off of her little. "SHE'S NOT MY LITTLE VIA DAMNIT!!!" She screamed into the microphone.

Her head popped up in shock as she heard her own voice blasted out of the deafening speakers. Fortunately for her sake no one in the audience could tell the scream wasn't meant to be in the pile of garbled noise. They simply went about their wild thrashing and barely disguised grinding on each other. Vinyl let her head hang over the sound system, not in relief, but in defeat. She had to sort this out now, pride be damned, she needed carnal release, no matter who the mark was. "There, they'll do." She thought coldly to herself.

The DJ spied a young couple that were terribly indiscreet about performing outercourse on each other and decided that they would do. The young unicorn ground herself against her man, her face blank with rapture from Vinyl's music and the hand slipped conspicuously into her skin tight black tights. The young earth pony of the couple clearly thought of himself as the cock of the walk, his gaudy jewelry bouncing over his less than impressive muscles over his A-shirt, a conspicuous glow coming from the front of his trousers.

Vinyl lit her horn and projected a signal to the bouncers over the young couple, and they moved to intercept. Instantly the young couple split apart from each other like a couple of teenagers caught in the act in a movie theater. The young woman showed the correct amount of shame in being caught receiving a hand job while surrounded with two hundred other people, but the young man immediately went on the offensive. He sought to assert his dominance over the two bouncers who were each head and shoulders taller than the skinny man, and a good hundred pounds heavier.

Thankfully for the young man's ego the bouncers quickly explained the situation and both of the young couple's heads snapped towards the sound booth. Vinyl smirked at the gawking couple and bobbed her head in confirmation of what the bouncers had said. The two made their way through the crowd like a pair of horny juggernauts, not caring who they shoved aside in their dash to the sound booth. They arrived and the young man, with entirely too much enthusiasm, attempted to introduce them both. "Hey! My name's." He was cut off by an electric blue glow of magic sealing his lips and bringing him to his knees.

"Don't care!" Vinyl called out and she magically moved the young lady, who was literally quivering with excitement, so close that their breasts pressed together.

Even through the obvious body language of the DJ, the young lady couldn't help but show her admiration for the artist. "I fucking love your music! I have all your albums!"

Vinyl Scratch rolled her eyes and quipped, "That's nice." She slipped her tongue into the excited woman's mouth. The younger unicorn's eyes went wide as she felt the other woman's lips press firmly against her own and her own tongue begin to be twirled around the DJ's. She snapped a quick glance down at her boyfriend on his knees, his face conspicuously close to the DJ's exposed womanhood. The earth pony looked up from his perch to her, both asking if they were okay with what was happening. They didn't have much time to decide as the younger unicorn broke the kiss to let out an airy moan. Vinyl was using her magic to violently tease her clit while slipping her hand under her bra. "Well?!" She snapped at the gawking young man, his throbbing erection pushing out of his sweatpants. "Get on with it bitch!" She shoved his face against her dripping lips.

The couple decided to just roll with it and the young man simply dove right in, clumsily lapping at seemingly everything EXCEPT Vinyl's clit. DJ PON-3's eyes rolled internally as she began tugging at the younger unicorn's nipple. The younger woman was slightly taken aback by the whole situation, as she was heterosexual, but her earlier excitement at the music, the expert way that Vinyl was teasing her clit, and the knowledge that she was fucking one of her favorite musicians combined to help her ignore the discomfort. DJ PON-3 grunted in frustration and pulled the head away from her crotch. "Alright, knock it off. Bitch trade him." She said as she placed the panting woman on her knees in front of her.

Vinyl used the young man like a dildo, placing him behind her and slipping his less than impressive cock into her pussy. The young woman had absolutely no idea how to perform cunnilingus, so she mostly just knelt on the floor in front of Vinyl as her man began his work. The young man somehow drove the mood even further down by speaking in a groan that would have made Vinyl laugh if she had been so sexually frustrated. "Yeah, you like that bitch?" He grunted in a cartoonishly bad porn voice. She rolled her eyes again and used her magic to make him thrust harder. Finally she was getting somewhere. She decided that the younger unicorn was a lost cause and decided to just eat her out.

Vinyl lowered herself into the jack-o pose and let her talented tongue force moan after moan out of the quivering young lady. Just as she began to actually enjoy the public fornication, suddenly the man stopped his thrusting and she felt an unfamiliar warmth inside of her. "There's no way." She thought to herself in shock. "This limp dick did not." She extricated herself from the threesome and inspected herself, the young couple not noticing the change in mood due to their sexually satisfied state. DJ PON-3'S eyes went red and her horn began to glow menacingly. She saw a thin trickle of conspicuously white fluid leaking out her cunt. She spoke in a dazed calm. "Did you just fucking nut in me?"

The young man, showing a startling lack of situational awareness, grinned a lewd smirk and said, "Fuck yeah bitch. Best pussy I've ever had! Now clean it off." He reached for the back of her neck to pull her down to her knees. He dropped suddenly in wrenching pain as he felt his testicles struck by a bolt of magic. DJ PON-3 summoned the bouncers and they removed the crumpled young man, ignoring the protests and curses of the young unicorn as they put the boot to him medium style. Vinyl was something beyond furious. She wasn't concerned about unwanted pregnancy, as she'd taken birth control pills for years to balance out her hormones, but this could not stand! For the very first time in her career DJ PON-3 walked off the stage during a set. She knew the playlist would finish out the show for her, but it would lack that special touch that made each show distinct from each other.

Vinyl got in her ludicrously expensive car, with matching expensive sound system, and peeled out in the parking garage on her way out. In her sexual frustration she didn't even bother turning on the vibrator that was installed under the seat. This was too much. She needed justice. She had told Six Inch to be on deck, and she had even seen him at the bar earlier, and then he had ghosted her. She was either going to beat his ass and return his key, or he was going to give her the dicking down of his life. "NO ONE FUCKING GHOSTS DJ MOTHER FUCKING PON-3!!!" She ran stop lights and wove through cars the entire way to her DOC's shitty apartment. She caught the lanky pegasus just as he was entering his doorway, and didn't even park her car in her anger.

"Where the fuck were you?!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, in a parking lot, at three in the morning.

Hymn Beaux raised his tired head in surprise and only as she reached him on stairs did he realize who was screaming at him. "Hrmm? Oh hey PO." He was interrupted by Vinyl shoving him the rest of the way inside and slamming the door behind him.

"Yeah! Don't care! Shut up and fuck me!" Vinyl snarled as she magically stripped him. Her righteous anger had evaporated upon the chance for sexual gratification. She used her magic to tease his thoroughly used cock back into life. She laid him down on his bed, which was within sight of the front door in his tiny apartment, and straddled him. Hymn, whose mind was still in a sexually charged daze from his denied orgasm, fell into his roll automatically, his mind still on his lady love. Vinyl's head rolled back on her neck as her itch was finally being scratched. Her world was slowly righting itself. Her dick on call was inside of her pumping away. She couldn't remember what she'd been so upset about. She was rounding the corner to the final stretch, all was right in her little world. That is, until the dick slipped out.

Vinyl groaned and adjusted to look down at the mischievous penis that had once again delayed her orgasm. She reached her hand down to slip it back inside of her, but when her hand made contact with the dick she froze in shock. It was completely limp. "No." She whispered in mortification. "That's not possible." The sexually frustrated unicorn slowly tilted her head to look at the man she was straddling, and saw him gently snoring. "This bitch. . . Is. . . Asleep!" She breathed to herself in her shock. She stood over him and stared for several seconds in disbelief. "It's just not possible!" Her rage slowly bloomed through the fog of shock and the next thing she knew she was in her car, gas pedal firmly pressed against the floor, her vocal chords beginning to rupture from the long sustained scream of rage.

Vinyl pulled into her apartment's parking lot at one hundred and two miles per hour, sliding to a stop in the courtyard, just in front of her door. She charged into her apartment and tore open the door to Octavia's room. Even through her sexually charged frothing rage, Vinyl had to stop and gawk at the condition she found her notoriously sexless friend in. Octavia lay with visible splatters on her still smiling face, her legs still splayed, and a noticeable puddle of fluid pooled in front of her. Octavia's head popped up with a snort, despite her having slept through the thunderous roar of Vinyl's car, the door being booted open, and Vinyl's stomping down the hall. Her bleary eyes suddenly cleared when they rested on her gawking roommate, and she instantly rose with a smile on her face.

"V!" She chirped in love drunk joy a moment before she slipped her tongue into Vinyl's mouth. The unicorn's eyes went wide with surprise as she felt fingertips suddenly make contact with her long ignored clitoris. Before Vinyl could exclaim in surprise, Octavia had gently laid her down on the bed and began teasing her clit with her tongue with more force and enthusiasm than she ever had before. Vinyl, having been edged not once but twice that evening, reached the finish line with startling speed, and the orgasm struck her with the force of a runaway freight train. Contrary to Octavia's normal habit of getting her to the end then letting her enjoy her climax, the earth pony proceeded to mercilessly stimulate the quivering cunt, forcing Vinyl to endure the earth shattering, toe curling, eye rolling pleasure for several long moments.

Finally, after genuinely worrying that she might pass out, Vinyl finally managed to gasp out the question, "Dayum girl! What the fuck got into. Hrmmmf." She was cut off by Octavia planting her womanhood squarely over her mouth.

Octavia casually rubbed Vinyl's clitoris as she cooed, "Oh V, I owe you the biggest thank you!" She ran her tongue up and down Vinyl's lips to emphasize the point. She laid her head down on Vinyl's leg and sighed, "I had the most wonderful night of my life!" The unicorn gave a muffled howl of mixed pain, pleasure, and surprise as Octavia sucked hard directly on Vinyl's clit for several seconds. She pulled her mouth away with a loud POP that made the unicorn shudder. The earth pony turned to run her tongue along Vinyl's neck in the way she knew the unicorn liked. "V! You'll never guess what happened!" She didn't give Vinyl time to answer as she slipped her tongue into Vinyl's panting mouth. "I met a young man!"

The unicorn's blankly staring eyes came into focus at what should have been good news. "He took me to this lovely little spot, and they had a delightful selection of Brandy. Then we danced Vinyl! Picture it. Me of all ponies! Dancing with a young gentleman!" Octavia's voice dropped into a lustful tone that Vinyl had never heard her use once in the decades that they had known each other. "And then we came back here and. . . And we. . ." She broke into a squeal that ended in a girlish giggle. She gently reached up a hand to turn the unicorn's face to look her in the eyes with infinite gratitude. "And I never would've met him if you hadn't forced me out of my dingy little cell." Vinyl's eyes once again went wide as Octavia kissed her solemnly with that particular style of tenderness that only she was capable of. "Thank you V. You're truly a wonderful friend."

Octavia rolled away from Vinyl to stare at the ceiling, her mind full to bursting with loving thoughts of her new Beaux. No pun intended. Vinyl also lay staring at the ceiling, yet her mind was stuck on the one thought. She'd lost her little Via. Like an idiot she'd not seized the best thing in her life in the decades she'd had her, now she was in love with someone else. "Who is it?" She heard herself ask. For a long moment she genuinely wondered if she should have her bouncer goons murder this Johnny come lately so that Octavia would be hers again.

Octavia's head popped up with excitement. "Oh! I simply can't WAIT for you to meet him. He's so cultured, and confident, and his. . . Well, you know!" She crooned in that lustful voice that weighed like a lead balloon on Vinyl's heart.

The unicorn leaned up. "Yeah, but what's his name?!" She asked with more emotion than she'd meant. Octavia inhaled to answer, but the breath caught in her throat when a horrifying realization hit her. What was his name? How would she ever contact him again? Where did he work? Had they seriously, in several pleasant hours of conversation, drinks, dancing, and fornication, NOT FUCKING EXCHANGE NAMES?!!! Vinyl grew genuinely concerned for her friend's health as she watched her roommate's face lose its love drunk grin and grow several shades paler. "Via?! Dude what's wrong?" Vinyl called out in genuine concern as twin trails of silent tears began to trail down either side of Octavia's muzzle.

The very best night of her life, her first love, her first waltz, her first male sexual encounter, all of them were now out of her reach. She had no way to contact her lover, she had no idea who he was or where to find him. She didn't even have a way to confirm if any of the sweet nothings they had said to each other last night were true, or if he had just used her for a one night stand. The gray head slipped slowly down against the pillow, the violet eyes staring at nothing in her shock and horror. She neither heard her roommate calling her, nor felt her shaking her in concern. Her entire soul was engrossed in her misery. Vinyl didn't know what to do in this situation. She knew there was something wrong, but she couldn't get Octavia to tell her what it was. After several minutes of fruitless questions the unicorn felt she could no longer stand it and gently shut the door to the bedroom behind her.