A Musical Summer Night

"I might need a bit of rest after that one," she says with a calm voice, despite still being a bit short on breath.

"M-Me too, that was-"

You don't get to finish your sentence. Something suddenly grabs your whole body and lifts you up in the air gently. Octavia giggles and lets go of you, while you just wiggles your arms in the air, failing to grab something else. Your shaft slides out of her tender vagina, before you're turned around, when your eyes finally get to meet with Vinyl's glasses.

"Hope you have the stamina for more," Octavia wishes you with a gentle laugh.

The DJ is still sitting on another couch, while she brings you closer, levitating you by magic. You try to act like you didn't totally forget about her during your coitus with Octavia.

"O-Oh, hey hum. I might need to-"

She hushes you with a finger on your lips. You're close enough that you can see her eyes behind the glasses, and they don't look angry. More like a "sit down, kid, I'll take the lead" look. And, indeed, she sits you down next to her, before cuddling against you. The finger still on your mouth slides to your cheek, holding your head in place for her to come and take a kiss from you. Her lips aren't as thick as Octavia's, but that smallness also feels great. She's less passionate, but all the more horny. Her body is pressed against one side of your and her slim figure only makes her muscles stand out more. Breasts against your arm and torso, she also feels a lot lighter.

Her tongue reaches out to yours, getting a taste of it, while in the meantime, her other arm is sliding down your belly, towards your still dripping but mostly flaccid cock. It doesn't stop her. Soon enough, fingers are exploring your stallionhood in a gentle yet active way. From the tip to the base, and all the way down to your balls. She kneads them carefully but with determination. She wants to make you produce more for her.

You breath out heavily during the kiss, searching for the strength required to be hard once more. The will is there, your brain agrees, weirdly enough. You have another beautiful lady to please. Other holes to fill.

Vinyl stops the kiss and rushes down to your crotch, quickly kneeling in between your legs, straightening her upper body. Is she going to...?

Oh yes she is. You can't even finish that thought before her breasts are settling on each side of your shaft. They are not small, yet they can't even quite circle it entirely. But that's still an unbelievable sight. Vinyl Scratch is giving you a boobjob. And she's also licking your cock, savoring the leftover fluids from your earlier mating with her partner.

As she's pressing her breasts up and down your penis with her hands, her horn glows and she lifts her glasses, staring at you with her bright red eyes and a smirk. Welp, that's it, you're hard again. And she was so confident about it.

Your cock is quickly cleaned by her eager tongue, or at least would be if her tits weren't spreading back some of your cum on it. She's using it as a lubricant, making her titjob all the more soft. You can't get your eyes off of that view. Breasts going up and down around your shaft, almost to the top, which is getting soft kisses all over it.

After a minute or two spend like that, trying to catch your breath and to relax in the couch, while she works her firm and moist wonders on you, she suddenly gives a way more pronounced kiss to your tip, sucking in greedily what was left of your semen in your urethra, plus the pre you began to leak again. The kiss slowly turns more erotic and caring once she has swallowed the leftovers.

Vinyl's tongue probes against your flare, giving it a few pokes and licks, before she starts to circle it. Her eyes are not looking at yours anymore, she's focused on your cock instead. And you can guess, by the look of it, that she's evaluating if she can even take you into her mouth.

Suddenly, her horn begins to glow, grabbing your hand by magic to put it on her head. But before you even get the time to grab it, her head lowers drastically, making you moan. She gulps your cock as best as she can, but, alas, she barely got you in her throat.

You get the message and after a quick moment spent recovering, you grab her head firmly with both hands and resolve to make her move by force. Up and down your shaft, you can feel she always wants to go in deeper every time you shove her back around your penis. So you push even harder, trying to get as far as you can in her tight and moist throat.

Her titjob has stopped, as she's now fully focused on taking you without choking. Which isn't a full success, since she makes so much noise you're pretty sure someone could hear her through the door. But she's still asking for it. The suction of her lips gets increasingly hungry. And, well, it just feels too good to stop, doesn't it?

Firming your grip up, you slam her down on your cock, reaching the deep end of her throat, making her eyes roll back a little as her lips come and kiss you crotch. But you don't stop there. Carefully avoiding her horn, you start to use her mouth as an onahole. Going up and down your shaft, thrusting your hips against her muzzle, hearing her choke and feeling her muscles contract around your cock every time she does.

You begin to lose yourself. Using that cute mare's throat like it's just a toy for your own pleasure, seeing her pupils become smaller with each of your thrusts, only to go back to normal once you move her head back. Like a beating heart. Like your heartbeat. You make sure she moves at the same rhythm.

You lose track of time, panting heavily, your muscles a bit drained from all the action you already had before. Your hands become more gentle in spite of your own desires. Doesn't look like she minds though. She's still sucking you with passion, rolling her tongue against the base of your shaft. The less rough you are, the more she can focus on that. It also lets you enjoy the view a bit more and realize how lucky you are. Maybe you should do something for her?

As you think that, you suddenly feel a lot of pressure being applied on your balls by two hands, sending the muscles in your legs crazy. Nope, definitely not the time to think about that!

Seeing your reaction, she eases her grip a bit and kneads your balls with much more care, allowing you to breathe out. You get your revenge when your fingers run along one of her ears, making it twitch.

You rub it a little and she coughs a bit, losing some focus. You smile, getting an idea.

Grabbing both her ears, you stand up as quickly as you can, massaging her ears so that she doesn't react fast enough and she's easy to move. Before she knows it, her head is resting against the couch and you're pounding her throat without any restrain. Her own hands become less assured in the massage, she's pretty weak to what you're doing to her ears, and having her throat being treated like a fucktoy surely doesn't help.

This time, you don't lose track of time, because you don't get much of it to enjoy Vinyl's mouth. You're already pretty sensitive from before, and now her lips are just making a vacuum around your shaft as you move. It's not too long before you moan and shove your dick as deep as you can before unleashing another fat orgasm.

Vinyl's wide opened eyes focus back on your crotch with shock and surprise. She gulps, coughs, and some of your semen gets ejected from her nostrils. But you're not moving back, she's swallowing!

After a few seconds of your cum being poured down her throat, you slowly let go of her and move back. She gets a new breath once enough of your rod is out, still coughing a bit. But she seems to have taken it well, since she quickly looks at you, mouth open, tongue out and covered in your seeds. She swipes it on her lips, collecting even more drops of your white cum, before swallowing it right in front of your eyes.

It's arousing, but your legs can't take it anymore. You let yourself fall on the couch again, your legs by her head's side.

"S-Sorry I got carried away," you apologize, even though she doesn't seem to mind.

"A virgin's ardor," a soft voice suddenly says right by your ear.

You jump a bit, turning to find Octavia sitting right next to you, smiling.

"We told you, we're yours for the night," she continues. "We wouldn't say that if we couldn't take it."

"S-Still."

She hushes you with a brief kiss, before whispering:

"You're just so adorable, worrying about us like that."

She's giving you bedroom eyes again, and you lose yourself in her sparkly purple stare a bit. But it's short-lived, as Vinyl clears her throat. Octavia giggles.

"I know, he's yours still. And by the look of it, he's still up to the challenge."

Her eyes drifted on your cock saying that. You're hard again, faster than before, and you know why. The simple fact she wants you for herself, that they are almost fighting for you – well, not really, but it's clearly how your brain interpreted it – is just filling you with lust.

Octavia stands up, her tail swaying slightly.

"I'm going to take a shower. Then I'll hit the bed, waiting for you two to be done."

She waves at you both with a smooth hand gesture, before leaving you two, rolling her hips and catching your eyes with her plumpy ass-cheeks.