Author's Note

Content: FxF, strap-on fun, cunnilingus, consensual cheating.

Vinyl Scratch x Lemon Zest: Extra Activity

The key to a good relationship is trust, communication, and boundaries. Without these three pillars, a relationship is based on nothing; with even one missing, the other two are liable to crumble in on themselves from the weight. It's a difficult balance to maintain and requires the perfect person who matches you. Some couples make due with a wobbling foundation, but the dream is to find that one person who meets your level of trust, is willing to communicate you on good faith no matter the subject, and respects your boundaries the same way you respect theirs.

That's what everyone wants. The same relationship that Vinyl and Octavia found in each other. Most other partners would be turned away by the frank conversations they have about their relationship. With Vinyl they might understand: she looks like a degenerate with a dirty mind. But if they heard how easily Octavia openly agreed or discussed those same topics in the comfort of their home, they'd probably go slack jawed.

Some time early on in their relationship, the two discussed the topic of a "Pass List". They were both prime, beautiful women at the top of their respective fields, and that opened a lot of doors to a lot of people others might not be so lucky to enjoy. So while they deeply and truly loved one another—promising never to be taken away from the other—they also each made up a list of three people they were each given a "pass" to sleep with if the moment ever presented itself.

The fun little twist was the list needed to be made up of three unique categories: one that had no possible way of happening outside lightning striking them, the other had to be someone only the other could invite the tryst to start with, and the last could be anyone—a free space. They both enjoyed the debaucherous games they played together.

What names filled that list is for only the two of them to know. But as luck had it for one name on that list, it was her turn to come up to bat.

Vinyl walked a lot of circles across all of Equestria. Her music was the highlight of every party that was any-party to be at. Because of that, she came to know a lot of other talented performers that dipped into her kind of high energy, blood pumping, electrifying trade. One lady that fit that to a "T" was Lemon Zest, a newer name on the MC circuit. The two had shared a stage over a few years a few times; flirted a touch behind stage between sets.

"Are you sure? She seems a bit too explosive."

She was, and so was Vinyl. That's why she liked her. When you bundle more fireworks together, you get an even more captivating explosion of sight and sound. Besides, Vinyl was curious what would happen when you put two of a kind together, who would come out on top?

To say Zest was gobsmacked by the question when Vinyl broached it one night backstage was an understatement. Her face steamed like a kettle and she began stroking at the matted state of her electric-green hair; trying to make it less of a mess in the face of a once in a lifetime opportunity. If she had known she was going to get propositioned to fuck a celebrity, she would've put more effort into her style before the show. Of course she agreed and was set to just disregard the whole show entirely to be taken out back and just go at it there and then. But Vinyl was a professional... And she liked playing with her food just a little bit.

"My girl's gonna be working overnight in Canterlot tomorrow... Come on over. Keep the door unlocked for ya'."

It sounded like a sinful proposition. To just go over to this woman's house when her girlfriend was away and have copious amounts of mind-bending sex? Was it right to take part in it? Did it really matter? Vinyl could have told her the whole deal, but the way Zest nearly fainted flush at the idea was too enjoyable. Why spoil the fantasy?

Regardless of how Zest felt about it and the inner conflict in her heart... She still found herself at that door the next day. She still turned the knob, and she eagerly slipped in.

If someone looked in through the window of Vinyl's apartment, they would've seen a real sight. Vinyl craned her head back and allowed herself to thoroughly enjoy the tongue work of Zest on her snatch. The woman was veracious and eager to make this moment worth every second for them both. The matted mess of Zest's neon-green hair tossed and obscured Vinyl's vision of her as she went to business, but the feverish laps of the woman's tongue over her tender folders were more than enough for her.

Zest kept a hand on either of Vinyl's knees, holding Vinyl open as much as keeping Zest herself from not losing her balance. Her laps against the pussy were needy, hungry to delve deeper and enjoy the subtle flexes of Vinyl's sex against her tongue. She tilted her head this way and that, lapping up every flexing nerve of Vinyl's tunnel, savoring the sweet juice that escaped along with every one of Vinyl's groaning sighs. She was so deeply intoxicated in licking and twisting her dexterous muscle against Vinyl's light resistance, she hardly paid any mind as her lover pushed her hair back for a better view.

"Can't imagine how many times I thought about you like this..." Vinyl cooed as she bundled up a bushel of Zest's hair, getting a good enough collection for a nice tug.

Vinyl's juices trailed from Zest's gasping lips as she was torn away from her prize, flinching with a mixed pleased-pain while Vinyl held her at bay by her hair. "How often did you think about eating my pussy?"

"S-So often..." Zest freely admitted, eyes struggling with desire as Vinyl kept giving her enough slack to get just close enough to her prize before firmly reeling her back.

"Wow. That's not too professional, don't you think? Wanting to bury your face in a co-worker's pants..." Vinyl teased, but ultimately showed her true colors by letting the woman go.

Immediately, Zest went back to her new home, nose buried firmly in Vinyl's nub and tongue thirsting across her slit for reward. A reward of taste, sweet and pleasurable that trickled down her chin like a ripe peach. A reward of sound, as Vinyl cried out a sharp note as Zest roused an orgasm from her. Vinyl's legs bucked, linking together over Zest's back to pull her in closer, lock her in for an extended stay. Zest could only breathe in Vinyl's essence—her lust and primal intoxication—and for a time she could think of only living off of it.

The pleasure trickled free from Vinyl and she rolled her shoulders back against the sofa she took momentary rest on. Having someone service her like this—being such an eager lover—was everything she thought it would be. Normally she was the one jumping through Octavia's hoops to please her; and she loved pleasing her Octavia more than anything. But now she could see the appeal Octavia found in it. But there were still a lot of itches to scratch. The cat-faced clock hanging on the wall ticked away at the time... And Octavia wasn't due for quite some time.

Vinyl intended to get this "pass" for all its worth.

"That's enough of that," Vinyl lied—she could've let Lemon Zest eat her out until the sun came out—, she had much more entertaining things to try out on this girl. Her legs unhooked from behind her partner's back before swiftly coming to rest at Zest's shoulders, nudging her away from Vinyl's sex. A desperate whimper came from Zest as she was deprived of her prize, but she looked up all the same to meet Vinyl's eyes. "I'm not a totally selfish lover. It's about time I give you a little fun..."

Before Zest could ask much about what she intended, she found herself firmly pinned with her back to the floor. One of Vinyl's hands kept her quarry tight against the floor by her shoulder while she pulled together something she prepared before their first encounter. Zest swallowed hard as she saw the long, ribbed length of Vinyl's 'toy'; double-sided, but it seemed the more intimidating length was reserved for her as Vinyl plunged the other end into her own pussy. Vinyl hissed with pleasure as the strap-on found its place comfortably in her before she set her sights entirely on Zest.

"I'm gonna fuck your brains out, L.Z.," Vinyl's crass words sent shivers down her partner's spine as she waited with bated breath for what was to come next. The sensation of Vinyl's 'cock' tapping against her own drooling pussy was almost enough to completely knock out her senses, but she kept herself together; she was not going to miss a moment of this.

"Ruin me," Zest spoke back, nibbling down on her lip as she felt the head tapping more deliberately at her slit.

"Nah... I don't wanna ruin you..." Zest's mind nearly shattered as she felt each rippling ridge pop one after the other against her lower-lips—each a sudden jolt forward, followed by a subtle tug back before the next—unable to stop a series of small spasms with each new inch Vinyl plunged in, "...I take care of my toys."

The tantalizing word would've been enough to ease out another spasm from Zest, but instead she made due with her walls flexing tight around the invasive length. Rhythmic pops gradually filled the air with each bottoming plunge Vinyl gave her 'toy'. Her own drooling sex meshed firm against Zest's as it devoured the brunt of Vinyl's 'cock', aided by a few subtle gyrations to let the two lips briefly enjoy their 'kiss' despite the thick girth betwixt them. Second by second, the slow, exploratory plunges became wanton thrusts that echoed their wet slaps of satisfaction soundly.

The object of Vinyl's lust curled beneath her, her unbound chest bobbing with the lustful claps wracking against her cunt. The air grew all the more thick with their joined moans, wholly enraptured in every heated touch they shared, every resounding thrust plunged into Zest. The only reprieve they took was as Vinyl clutched tight to Zest's shoulder and tossed her over, letting the ribbed edges of the strap-on ripple taut all the more against the suckling walls of her partner. The carpet met Zest's face and she indulged in a muffled moan into the fabric while her tight rear was left high and stuffed with Vinyl's attention.

Before she could fully rest herself against the shag carpeting, Zest found herself hoisted back up as Vinyl took each of the woman's wrists into her hands. The newbie-DJ was made to arch her back and prop out her chest as Vinyl held her like a sling, denying her any support of her own. The complete lack of control made Zest's canal latch all the tighter around Vinyl's length, soaking the carpet as her lust dripped freely. Slow, shallow ruts gradually were applied to Zest while Vinyl pulled her back by her arms against her strap-on, arching in her and grinding against reaches Zest had not imagined.

"Vi... This is..." Amazing, everything she could have imagined, addictive. There wasn't a single word Lemon Zest could've managed in that moment; both from a lack of vocabulary, and the slow erosion of her senses brought on the the hot slaps of Vinyl's pussy kissing hers, and the thick rod meshing against her every twitching nerve. Bits of Zest's neon hair clung to her shoulders and face as her skin roiled with pleasure, making a mess of herself along with the labored groans she simply let pour free of her gaping mouth.

The head of Vinyl's rod kissed the deepest corner of Zest's passage, grinding into it with shallow, needy prods. Each flick and retreat scratched at the back of her mind, and her fingers feebly flexed under Vinyl's firm capture of them. She could do nothing but be in this submission to Vinyl; a slit for her to enjoy every way they desired. And Lemon Zest loved it.

"Make sure to cum nice and hard for me, L.Z.," That was not going to be hard at all at this point, Zest was already ready to burst.

The final encouragement she needed to tip her over the peak was given as Vinyl peeled the entire length of her strap out of Zest, leaving her pussy gasping and twitching against the open air; only for each ribbed inch to slide back in with a loud, lurid squelch down to the base. Zest's rear bounced and her chest tightened under the sudden burst of pleasure, for a moment unable to breath as every nerve in her washed with pleasure. When she could finally manage anything at all, it was a croak of a scream as she felt her pussy release its every ounce all across Vinyl's length. Subtle ruts from Vinyl encouraged and eased Zest down the peak, a wicked smile plastered across her face as she felt the other woman go entirely limp in her hands.

As night chases the day, so too do the soft rays of the morning ward away the dwindling night. Hours upon hours had accrued in the modest living room as the small of the morning shimmered through the windows. The space was a mess—a greater mess than Vinyl already kept it—with couch cushions tossed, an ottoman turned over to its side with a freshly cracked leg, and new matted splotches decorating the floor and seating. It really didn't bother the occupants, obviously, much less the owner. Vinyl was too engrossed in her own bliss as she lounged back against her splatter sodden couch. The room reeked of the endless session she just indulged herself in, just the way she liked it.

"Hm... Not bad at all, L.Z... Not even a little lazy..." Vinyl had the constitution of someone three times her muscle-mass, still able to make dumb wordplay even after hours of lovemaking.

Labored suckles languished from Lemon Zest as she rolled her lips up and across the cum lathered length of Vinyl, relishing in her own taste soaked into it. Her cheeks sunk as she slurped her own nectar off it, all but drunk on the pleasure she endured under Vinyl's care. When she did manage to pull herself from the toy, she nodded absently, eyes slits as she continued to soak up the moment. "It was everything I imagined it was gonna be..."

"Really? Huh, I like to beat expectations," Vinyl half joked, "Maybe next time I should pull a little trick outta my hat with a bit of magic a good friend of mine taught me." When Trixie had divulged the matter of the spell to Vinyl after months of pestering her over the matter, she had every expectation it was meant only for Octavia. One wonders how the show-woman would react knowing it would be used on someone else.

The thought couldn't linger for either of them for long as they heard a telltale clatter of a doorknob turning. Zest all but snapped out of her haze as the severity of the situation dawned on her along with the sun. She was naked, sucking off someone's partner in their house! And while that was devilishly hot and turned her on just a little more, that woman was about to walk through the door. Vinyl on the other hand remained perfectly calm as she turned to look at the opening door.

Perhaps she could muster a little strength for a round two, with some help.