I Get Off With a Little Help From My Friends.

Vinyl pulled off her headphones and scrambled onto her feet at the thunderous boom of Octavia bucking open her door. She was backed up into a corner by the charging earth pony before she could say a single word. “YOU'VE. NEVER. MADE. THIS MAN. CUM?!” Octavia shouted accusingly in a voice that terrified, and on some level thoroughly aroused, Vinyl that she'd never heard before. “After all the times that you've just had your way with me, stopped me from what I was doing to make love, rode my face, and made me taste the leftover flavor of your OTHER LOVERS, you don't even have the COMMON FUCKING COURTESY to bring your partner to orgasm?!” She growled less than an inch from Vinyl's face. Both the pegasus standing awkwardly in the doorway and the cornered unicorn both were shocked and slightly aroused by the long winded accusation.

“Well, yeah, that's what a dick on call does!” Vinyl said smirking, trying desperately to divert the outraged glare of the beautiful violet eyes. “They're there to service my needs. They.” Her explanation was cut off by Octavia slapping her full across the face. Both the unicorn and the pegasus were stunned into silent stillness by the deafening pop. Vinyl stared wide eyed in genuine fear of her oldest friend at the unexpected violence. Octavia stood glaring down at her, Vinyl only now noticing for the very first time that the earth pony was a few inches taller than her.

Before she could do or say anything Octavia closed the distance between their faces and slipped her tongue into Vinyl's mouth. In one fluid motion she slipped her thin skilled hands up Vinyl's torn t-shirt and began twisting her pierced nipples. Vinyl's yelp of surprise became a moan of pleasure at the unexpected contact. Hymn stood gawking in the doorway, his recently used penis coming back to life in his pants. The white unicorn's terror got lost in Octavia's intense ministrations. The grey mare released one breast and slipped her hand smoothly into Vinyl's tight black shorts. She began to rub the unsuspecting clit with a violence as if she was attempting to speed run her orgasm. The DJ was dazed, as just as soon as it had started, the wonderful attentions ceased utterly.

Octavia pulled away from the cornered mare and snatched something long and plastic off of a dresser. She slipped behind Vinyl and forced her down onto her knees. Vinyl's head snapped back on her neck as the determined mare resumed her licking and twisting and rubbing, now with the added assistance of the vibrator, turned up to full power, grinding mercilessly against her clit. In the very small part of Vinyl's mind that wasn't being bulldozed along by the juggernaut of stimulation, PON-3 felt both utterly confused and conversely vindicated. Her little Via had chosen her over some scrub! It was odd that she'd been so angry about it, hot though it had been. Yet here she was, violently pleasuring her right in front of the man that she had supposedly chosen instead of her.

Vinyl hadn't noticed the approach of her DOC, caught up in the expert manipulation of her love buttons as she was, until she felt the throbbing cock buried to the base in her mouth. Her scarlet eyes snapped open with shock at the pressure on her throat. Before she could pull away the vibrator slipped inside her and squirmed around. Octavia pressed her hand against the back of Vinyl's head, forcing it back and forth on the throbbing member. She growled in an undertone that neither had ever heard the grey woman use before that made both of their genitals quake in fear, “So help me Luna, you are going to bring this man to orgasm!” Octavia pulled the head off the dick and Vinyl gasped for breath.

Before she could protest she felt a particularly hard twist to her nipple that forced a throaty moan from deep down in her diaphragm. The grey woman slipped the cock back into her own mouth and both of the people trapped in her sexual crusade were enraptured by her expert attentions. Vinyl momentarily forgot her distress from watching the woman she loved expertly deep throat the dick while making every nerve in her body scream. This wasn't the usual passive sex she usually had with Octavia. No, this was a woman on a mission, and nothing was going to stop her.

The thought was uncomfortably arousing to the usually so dominant Vinyl. She allowed her head to be shoved back onto the dick, and was surprised to find herself obediently sucking on it. Hymn Beaux had stood in a torture of cognitive dissonance. He had been deeply worried that he had been caught up into helping his girlfriend sexually assault her roommate. He'd been building up the willpower necessary to remove his dick from the pair of beautiful mouths, but upon feeling DJ PON-3 begin actively sucking his dick, his fears were relieved and he began thrusting deep into the white woman's throat. Vinyl felt the orgasm coming on and her body relaxed in expectation of the thunderous trembling that was about to overcome her. Which is why she was rather jarred when suddenly all the stimulation ceased, leaving her precariously close to the edge. She felt like one in a hot tub at a ski resort suddenly thrown out into the snow.

The vibing inside her pussy stopped. The twisting on her nipple piercings stopped. Even the cock in her throat, that had been oddly pleasant to be forced to suck by the domineering woman, was removed abruptly. She felt a firm stinging slap to her ass. “Oh no Vinyl. Not this time.” Octavia chided as if to a misbehaving child. She took several deep sucks on her lover's cock to punctuate her point. Vinyl watched in almost envious rapture as the six inches slid smoothly in and out of the elegant grey neck. The unicorn could see her throat bulge slightly with every suck. Vinyl hissed with the violence of the unexpected resumption of the intense stimulation. “You don't get to finish.” Vinyl screamed with pleasure as Octavia yanked her hair back. Her scream was cut off as the cock was shoved back down her throat. “Until he does.”

Vinyl's red eyes went wide with fear. Octavia had brought her to the razor edge of climax, and had stopped a runaway train on a dime. The cellist could play her pussy better than her instrument, and she'd gotten it into her grey head to edge her until someone she had sex with specifically BECAUSE he never came, was brought to orgasm. She'd been given an impossible task, Six Inch NEVER came! That was their whole dynamic! Did Octavia know, and was just torturing her, or was she just going to be stuck there forever on the edge of climax? She wanted to tell Octavia, NEEDED to tell her that Six Inch was renowned for his lack of climax, but she couldn't get her body to cooperate. Octavia's dancing fingers on her breasts, her expert use of the twisting vibrator grinding against her G spot, her long smooth tongue tracing lines up and down her white neck, it was all too much! She couldn't stop!

During the onslaught of oral sex from the two stunningly beautiful women, Hymn Beaux's mind was preoccupied with having an introspective moment. He wondered to himself when the continuous escalation of arousing scenarios would end. First Octavia had fallen head over heels for him, then she had brought him to orgasm, now DJ PON-3, the woman who would never shut the fuck up in bed, was slobbing on his nob. His eyes went wide and his penis throbbed inside Vinyl's throat. “Holy Luna on the moona!” He thought to himself, his hands wrapping around the back of Vinyl's head. “PON-3 can't talk! PON-3 CAN'T TALK!!!” He began to actively fuck the unicorn's face.

Octavia watched her lover begin to enthusiastically fuck her roommate's mouth and was surprised to find herself becoming aroused. Before it was simply a matter of propriety that drove her to make Vinyl reciprocate giving her lover an orgasm, but now, seeing the handsome young man staring wild eyed at the kneeling, moaning, spasming unicorn as he buried his cock to the base against her lips, the earth pony found herself feeling slightly envious. She ceased her ministrations on her roommate for just long enough to seize Vinyl's double Symbian from under the bed. “Love!” She whined in a sensual voice that not even Octavia herself had heard her use. “Don't forget about me!”

With a considerable effort Hymn tore his eyes away from the unicorn's face, her chin dripping with saliva. “Huh? Oh, right. . . Sorry.” Octavia began to enthusiastically bury the cock in her throat.

Vinyl, finally being relieved of the intense stimulation and the obstruction in her mouth, coughed and wiped her mouth. “Discord's taint Via! You fuckin cra. HURK!!! NNNNMMM!!!” Her half rebuke, half praise at her beloved's new found sexual dominance was cut off by Beaux slipping his dick back into the unicorn's throat, and Octavia turning the vibrator up to eighty percent intensity forcing a throaty moan to resound against Hymn's cock.

“Don't talk!” Both the pegasus and the earth pony scolded simultaneously. Beaux got into a comfortable rhythm of humping Vinyl's face for long enough for her to need air, then letting Octavia have her turn while she caught her breath. The grey woman's moans added even more stimulation to the enthusiastic oral sex. Octavia resumed her ministrations on the unicorn, twisting her nipple piercings exactly the way she liked, and lowering the intensity of the vibrations when Vinyl got too close to climax. She found herself thoroughly enjoying the sensation of sharing the vibrator while having her throat fucked. Vinyl was held captive by the merciless attack on every nerve in her body, for the very first time in her life she was being actively denied orgasm, and was begging, pleading, desperate for her DOC to break her most sacred rule so that she could get off.

During one of Octavia's turns she noticed the body language of her lover, meaning he was nearing orgasm, and desired to climax with her lover. “Alright V, now remember to hold it on your tongue and show him how much you appreciate him! Oh!” She had to grit her teeth and throw her head back as she turned the vibrator all the way up. Vinyl heard the order and just a bit of her old demanding personality came back to the front of her mind. No! This isn't how this was supposed to work! Her lover's were supposed to get HER off! She wasn't supposed to reciprocate! That would mean they were equals, that she had a responsibility to them. If she cared about someone else's pleasure she might catch feels for them! She tried for a split second to reassert her sexual dominance, but right that moment the stimulation she'd been craving hit her clitoris like an artillery shell and sent her rocketing over the edge.

Both women trembled violently on the vibrator the moans momentarily caught in their throats. Hymn Beaux fucked the unicorn's mouth in fast shallow thrusts until he reached a painfully intense climax, his cock burning as he pumped shot after warm shot into Vinyl's mouth. Vinyl felt the cum fill her mouth and her mind went blank. She'd broken her biggest rule, she'd been used for someone else's pleasure, and. . . She loved it. She knelt in utter rapture, the pool forming in her mouth being her entire universe in that moment. The cock was removed and the last few pumps began to dribble down her chin. Vinyl couldn't think of what to do, still trembling from the aftershock of the climax, reflexatorily not wanting to spill any of the semen that Via had told her to show him. Thankfully for her, the uncertain unicorn was extricated from her awkward situation by the woman she loved leaning forward and lapping up the extra cum.

Octavia kissed Vinyl deeply and began lapping the cum out of her mouth with her long tongue. The unicorn's eyes rolled back on her head and she melted into the kiss, allowing Octavia to take what she wanted. Hymn, who had been on the point of passing out, watched this scene unfold in awe, his painfully throbbing cock springing back to life. “Not yet apparently. The parade of increasingly arousing scenarios has not yet ended.”

Octavia turned and showed the cum in her mouth to the man she loved before swallowing it to show him her empty mouth. “Well V, swallow it like a good girl.” Vinyl had to mentally prepare herself and gulped hard. She gagged momentarily, but showed her empty mouth to a man whose name she hadn't bothered to learn. Beaux was about to pass out from the sheer abuse to his dick and his notions of his own sexual prowess, but he heard the voice of his princess turned succubus purring to him that brought his mind back into focus, “Well my love.” She laid Vinyl down on the bed and spread her pussy lips with her long grey fingers. “V was courteous enough to bring you to orgasm. Now it's your turn to return the favor.” Hymn suddenly gained the adrenaline fueled energy of those in a crisis and forgot all about his exhaustion.

The pegasus got on his knees and began running his tongue over the unicorn's lips. PON-3 sighed with relief at the change in dynamic. Finally, something she could handle! “That's it bitch, eat that fuckin. Mmmrphh!”

“Don't talk.” Said both Octavia and Beaux simultaneously, the latter stopping His attempts at cunnilingus, the former placing her pussy against the offending mouth. Octavia held Vinyl's hair and began grinding her clit against the unicorn's mouth. Hymn resumed his ministrations. Vinyl, unable to resist the earth pony's new domineering attitude, began obediently sucking on her clit. Despite not being the one in charge she felt some relief that Octavia had to stop mercilessly mashing her love buttons to give Six Inch a turn. Her pussy needed a break. Her eyes went wide when she heard. “No no love! Vinyl prefers strictly clitoral stimulation. Smaller circles. More tip, less flat of the tongue. Oh, and, one moment.” Once again, using a strength Vinyl had never before observed in the earth pony, Octavia placed the pegasus on his back and the unicorn squatting over his face. “And she likes to maintain eye contact.”

“No. How? Why?!” PON-3 thought to herself desperately. “Why does Via have to know all my hot spots?! . . Because we've been doing her for half our life. . . Shit.” Vinyl was held captive by the cunnilingus as the woman she loved instructed the man she tolerated in properly eating her out. Normally she would sit sprawled out on a couch, holding Beaux's head, mocking him for his lack of skill while simultaneously preventing him from serving her properly. Now, however, he was receiving a master class in pearl diving from the one person in Equestria who knew her body best, and what's worse, he was an excellent student. She hadn't come all the way down yet from her last climax, so she hovered dangerously close to the next orgasm. Her thighs quivered next to Hymn's face. She was monetarily relieved of her discomfort by Octavia turning her chin up to look at her.

“What did I say V? I was nice enough to bring you to orgasm.” Vinyl's view was limited to Octavia's picturesque pussy, her soft stomach, her large shapely breasts, her domineering smirk, all leading up to her piercing violet eyes staring down at her, and her mind went blank. “Now return the courtesy.” Vinyl had to gasp for breath in her aroused state. Between the woman she loved finally initiating sex, or having her precise tongue techniques employed by a larger mouth, the unicorn's mind was flooded with new sensations and unfamiliar feelings. She dove forward and began passionately licking the lovely lady bits without regard to technique. Octavia's head rolled back on her neck, and she ran her long skilled fingers through Vinyl's blue mane. “Good girl!” She cooed in a breathy voice.

Octavia surveyed the chain of cunnilingus she'd formed and an unfamiliar feeling crept into her mind. From her vantage she could see the man she loved pleasuring her roommate, and there was something enthralling about it. On some level she wanted him to be there. She wanted Vinyl, always so cocky, so demanding, to be shuddering with pleasure, her face buried in her crotch. It aroused her in a way unlike anything she'd felt before. She felt the sensation coming to a head and she pulled firmly on the back of Vinyl's head. “Alright love, time to finish up.” She'd never once had the discourtesy to cum in someone's face, but the way Vinyl was looking up at her was simply too perfect of a target to ignore. “And V, close your eyes.”

For one final time PON-3'S usual need for control leapt to the front of her mind. She screamed mentally for herself not to be used for other people's pleasure, but she felt herself leaning forward, mouth open, eyes only lightly closed. She was horrified to find she wanted the squirt, she needed the squirt, she thirsted desperately for the woman she loved to spray all over her face. She was happy to be there. There was nowhere else in Equestria that she wanted to be. The climax hit Vinyl right as the gush of fluid splashed against her cheeks and up her face. Her eyes snapped open and a moan burst from her throat. The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was the woman she loved, her piercing violet eyes staring gloatingly down at her, as she continued to stroke the last few convulsions out of her pussy.

Vinyl flopped exhausted onto the bed, gasping for breath, her pussy still quivering. All of her nerves screamed at the abuse they'd undergone. She stared unseeing at the ceiling, her head spinning. Her focus returned when she felt something being attached to her pelvis. She looked down to see Octavia's favorite strapon sticking out from just above her still quivering pussy, the reward vibe resting gently against her clit. The proper earth pony had never once even DREAMED of saying something so vulgar as which marital aid she preferred, but Vinyl had taken note that the grey woman always moaned loudest when she used it. Before Vinyl could ask why she'd prepared for more coitus when they were clearly done, Octavia mounted the mound of silicon and Vinyl was silenced by the pleasant buzz of the reward vibe.

Hymn had been led in a daze, his face still coated with PON-3's fluid and soaked with sweat, to behind the gray woman. Octavia was clearly in charge, so he silently obeyed her instructions. Octavia mounted the strap on and spread her ass cheeks, inviting in the man she loved. He slipped his shaft inside her and watched in awe as the muscles in her back stretched and contracted as her anus clenched against him. Instinct took over and he began to slam himself against the large plush cushion that was Octavia's ass. Vinyl's attention was enthralled by the look of sheer joy on the face of the woman she loved. At best Octavia had always responded to the stimulation, if not just tolerating Vinyl's advances, but now the grey woman seemed actively happy to be there.

Vinyl watched in awe as Octavia's long raven hair was gathered up together and used as a handle so that the man in her ass could more easily bounce her off of his pelvis. It seemed almost sacrilegious for Six Inch to touch the long silky hair that Octavia always kept in pristine condition, yet the look of utter sexual bliss on the earth pony's face made Vinyl want him to pull out all the harder. A feeling Vinyl had never felt before took hold of her. During her entire sexual career it had always been the role of her partners to pleasure her. She only ever stimulated others when it stroked her ego to watch them squirm and writhe under her expert touch, but now she actively desired to see Octavia receive as much pleasure as possible. She wanted to see Octavia being stuffed in both holes, she WANTED Six Inch to pound her ass as hard as he could.

Vinyl's horn lit and Octavia yelped with delight as her nipples and clit were magically stimulated. Hymn heard the change in Octavia's tone and decided to pound the final nail into the coffin. He slapped the large grey ass as hard as he could and shoved Octavia straight into roaring convulsions. The grey woman trembled head to toe as she bellowed in a tone neither Vinyl, Hymn, nor the woman herself had ever heard her use. She spent several long moments simply squatting on all fours, clenching the bed sheets hard in her shaking fists. Finally, after an eternity of squirting and clenching and trembling, Octavia flopped forward, gasping for breath, a quivering smile stretched across her love drunk face. “Oh V, you simply must try this!” She slurred as she shakily dismounted the strap on.

Vinyl didn't argue as the martial aid was stripped from her. She allowed herself to be double penetrated, first by the woman she loved, then by the young man who made her little Via feel so good. If out would make her Via feel good to watch her get fucked in the ass by Six Inch, then it was worth it. Beaux slipped gently inside the, surprisingly to him, rather tight ass and began sliding gently in and out. Vinyl's breath grew labored as the two began to thrust harder and harder into her. The unicorn leaned forward and the two women shared their tongues with each other, Octavia reaching up and groping the white breasts that squished against hers. “Mmmm. Nice isn't it, but wait, this is the best part.” Octavia leaned around Vinyl's head and called out to her lover. “Alright love, do the mane thing.”

Instantly the entire mood died inside of Vinyl. It had been one thing for Six Inch to pull Octavia's mane, it was hot to see her bent backwards and screaming, but nopony, BUT. NO PONY. Touched PON-3's mane. It took three expert level grooming unicorn's an hour once a week to cast the layers of color, shape, and hold spells that made her mane look the way it did. She'd specifically demanded the cost of her grooming be put into her contract. Nopony touched her. “OH FUCK!” She reflexatorily screamed as Hymn gathered up her mane and forced her head back on her neck, her spine arching as she did so. Octavia had firmly thrust the dildo into her melting pussy at the same moment, and the combination of forces hitting together simultaneously flung Vinyl into an intense paralyzing orgasm.

Vinyl had to gasp for air, bent as she was at the awkward angle, as the two trust violently into her. Beaux gave a firm slap to Vinyl's jiggling white ass that made her clench on his cock. From the angle he was holding her mane Vinyl could look into Hymn's determined sky blue eyes. She became fixated on them. For the first time in all the times they'd fucked they didn't have that slightly glaring, resigned look of someone who didn't want to be there, but had no other choices. They had the look of someone who was doing what they wanted, and knew they were good at it. For the very first time he wasn't giving her like a grateful simp, he was fucking her like a man, and it was good. Really good! UNBEARABLY GOOD. She realized suddenly that she wanted him to do to her what he did to her little Via, and a crushing guilt began to fill her soul.

Octavia looked around in confusion as suddenly the grip on Vinyl's hair loosed, the pounding stopped. “What? What's going on? Love why did you stop? V? What's. . . V!!!!” Octavia was shocked to see tears streaming down the sides of Vinyl's face. The earth pony could count on one hand the times she'd seen Vinyl cry, so to see it now shook her to her very core. “V! V shush now. V what's the matter? Didn't you like it? It's because he pulled your hair isn't it? Oh V I'm so sorry. I enjoyed it so much that I forgot how sensitive you are about that sort of thing.”

“No, it was great. I loved it! I!. . .” She liked between them both. “I love you! Both of you!” She hid her face at the shameful truth.

Octavia gently but firmly pulled Vinyl's hands away from her face and held it still. “Oh V, is that all? But of course we love you, don't we Love?”

Hymn Beaux did a double take at the insinuation. He looked from the goddess who broke his curse, to the woman who he believed didn't even know his name. He sighed as he saw the proud PON-3, always so cocky, so brash, so sexually fulfilled, looking hopefully at him, tears streaming down her face, a bit of his cum dried on her chin, and his heart melted. “Well, I've put up with you for years and barely gotten anything in return. If that ain't love, I don't know what is.”

Vinyl turned back to Octavia, “But you. Mmmmf. . .”

Octavia gently removed her tongue from Vinyl's mouth. “Of course I love you V. I've done more for you than most wives do for their husbands for Luna's sake.”

Vinyl's tears redoubled and she threw herself back into the kiss. She slipped the dildo back into herself and began to bounce on it. “I love you!” It felt good to say it. She let Beaux slip back into her ass and she backed herself up against him. “I Love You!” She shouted. It felt wonderful not to fear it anymore. “I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I! LOVE! YOU!” She threw herself against the two as hard as she could, desperate to express her love in sexual intensity, screaming her love at the top of her lungs.

Her screaming was cut off by Octavia using her earth pony strength to hoist Vinyl into the air and slip her tongue into her mouth. “Though you do have a terrible habit of talking during sex that's rather unpleasant.” The three spent the rest of that afternoon making sweet passionate love, Vinyl seeming to be utterly insatiable in her new found love. The evening ended with Beaux's seed leaking out of six holes, the pegasus testicles throbbing with over exertion. The three slept in a passed out heap together on Vinyl's bed, their various fluids dying on their coats, forming them into one continuous mass of foul smelling flesh.