Homewreckers

The Grand Galloping Gala! The fashion! The luxury! The fine dining and music! It was the event of the year for anypony who was anypony.

And Vinyl Scratch would rather be anywhere else.

"So this is what makes all the fancy ponies get their laces in a twist?" she said, lowering her bright purple shades to take it all in. To other ponies, the massive chandelier, ice sculptures, tiny hors d'oeuvres, and string ensemble would have dazzled them with the expensive luxury of it all, but Vinyl Scratch was not one of those ponies. She grimaced as a pegasus walked by, her shimmery dress having so many layers that it shuffled against itself loudly as she walked past, and the glare of the countless gems sewn into the seams nearly blinded Vinyl. She replaced her shades against the gleam to give an incredulous look to Octavia. "I didn't know rich ponies had the same taste in parties as my grandma."

The gray mare just rolled her eyes, dressed in her own elegant, yet much more subtle black dress. "Just because it's different doesn't mean it's less fun. Some ponies like going to parties and leaving with their eardrums intact, or without being covered in... bodily fluids."

Now it was Vinyl's turn to roll her eyes. "I know it might be hard to believe, but just because stallions are messy doesn't mean there's anything wrong with their dicks. Getting jizzed on is kind of like a compliment, ya know? It's just a dude's way of letting you know he likes you." she said with a shrug.

Octavia shuddered in horror. "I have no idea why I'm dating you," she grumbled.

"Because you're a huge lesbian and I've got great tits?" Vinyl replied with a grin, grabbing at her own bust beneath her tuxedo for emphasis.

Octavia was not impressed. "When you act like half the stallions I used to date, I begin to wonder if the problem was the stallions, or if perhaps the problem is dating altogether."

Vinyl groaned. "Oh, come on. This party is going to be such a drag already, can't you try to be any fun?"

Mustering as much patience as she could, Octavia replied, "It's not a 'party,' Vinyl, it's the Grand Galloping Gala. It's an event for those with sophisticated tastes to enjoy sophisticated pleasures. You could have at least worn a dress!" she hissed.

Vinyl looked down at her black suit. "Hey, this is formal wear! And I thought you liked butch mares!" she said, pointing to the little black tie around her neck. Cocking her head at Octavia she said, "Besides, isn't this almost the exact same thing you always wear to these things?"

"When I'm performing, maybe," Octavia replied. "But the honor was given to a string quintet from San Prancisco this year, which means this is one of the few years I can actually just attend. So can you please just try to be a normal pony for once and not embarrass me by, I don't know, striking up a conversation with some noblemare about the oppression of dresses, or getting 'jazzed' on?"'

Vinyl just grinned. "Definitely not what it's called."

Octavia just gave an exasperated groan as she headed off toward the punch table.

Vinyl Scratch just stared after her. "Hey! What did I say?" she said, following in her marefriend's wake.

The night was already off to a rocky start, and it took Octavia three separate attempts at begging to convince Vinyl Scratch to go out to the dance floor with her. However, that proved to be another mistake, as Vinyl was completely unfamiliar with any classical dances, utterly failing at the waltz, the tango, and the quadrille.

"You're stepping on my shoes again," Octavia growled at her, holding Vinyl's hand as the other mare held her waist, desperately fighting to wrest the lead away from her.

Vinyl looked down, her shades resting on her head above her horn, trying to watch the steps. "Just gimme a minute here, okay? This is harder than it looks."

"Look at me! It's easier if you stop looking at your feet the whole time like a foal!" Octavia hissed.

Mercifully, the song ended, and Vinyl said, "Maybe these grandma dances just aren't my thing, you know? I need to be able to feel the rhythm!" she said, bouncing along with an imaginary beat.

"There is a rhythm, if you can count," Octavia grumbled, but then sighed. "But you're right. Let's just... I don't know," she said, coming up empty.

Vinyl felt a pang of sympathy, knowing that she was ruining her marefriend's special night. "Look, I'm sorry I'm no good at these things, okay? You really didn't have to bring me just because we're a thing. If you just want to go off on your own, dance with some other ponies, and enjoy the music with the fancy pantses, my feelings won't get hurt. Promise."

Octavia gave a muted look up at Vinyl. "It's worth considering," she said. "But Fancy Pants has horrible taste in music."

Vinyl rolled her eyes. "I should have known there was some dude named that at a shindig like this."

"I just... I wouldn't want you to feel like I don't want you with me, by my side," Octavia said, pleading with Vinyl. "This relationship has been going well for the most part. I was worried our differences would come between us, and I hoped tonight would prove they wouldn't."

"C'mon," Vinyl pleaded back. "Just because tonight sucks doesn't mean our whole thing is bad."

Octavia considered her point. "I do like composing with you," she offered. "And you're a much cleaner roommate than I would have expected."

"And the sex is pretty wild, right?" Vinyl said, elbowing her marefriend.

Octavia just scoffed, once again not impressed. "Maybe we should enjoy ourselves separately tonight."

Vinyl felt a little bad, but mostly relieved to know she was off the hook for the rest of the Gala. "Yeah, no problem. You go and chat up the cellist. With a mustache like that I'm sure you guys could talk about Braythoven for hours."

After a beat of consideration, Octavia turned back to Vinyl and said, "And what about you? You're just going to sit here, bored until sunrise?"

Vinyl wasn't sure how she was going to answer that until she scanned the ballroom and another pony caught her eyes. She lowered her shades again to scope him out, a unicorn stallion. He was tall, with a sapphire mane much like her own and similarly intense eyes. There were lots of tall, well-dressed stallions in the room, but this one stood out for being broad-shouldered, barrel-chested, and handsome like a model. Plus, he was dressed in a sharp red military uniform, the type an officer might wear. This wasn't some cheese-tasting ponce; this was a fighting stallion who knew how to handle himself, and could probably handle a mare damn well too.

After a moment of dumb staring, Vinyl just pointed at the stallion. "Who's that?"

Octavia looked utterly stunned. "That's Prince Shining Armor? Formerly Captain Shining Armor?" she said, as if it was entirely obvious. Then she explained why, "You were the DJ for his wedding reception!?"

"Oh! Yeah," Vinyl said with a laugh. "Man, after the changelings and all of that, I got so high on salt licks that night, I don't remember any of it!" But at the mention of his wedding, Vinyl did now realize that the hunky stallion was indeed standing next to a mare. A tall, pink, elegant, slender alicorn mare in an impossibly beautiful pink and blue dress. "Oh damn, he really is a Prince, huh?"

"What about him?" Octavia asked, sounding tired at Vinyl's scatterbrain.

But Vinyl could already feel the beginnings of tension in her gut. Some of the memories surrounding the wedding were coming back. She remembered Shining Armor hiring her for the reception at least, and talking with him about the setlist. She thought he was handsome back then too, but he didn't have a ring on his finger or his wife at his side then. And those tiny details now made him infinitely more appealing.

Vinyl Scratch lived for thrills. Loud music was just the start. Booze and drugs were always fun, and her favorite parties were the ones that started out loose and fun, but by the end of the night might better be described as "orgies." But there were some taboos that ranked higher than others, and one in particular that made her blood pump just thinking about it. It was one thing to fuck a stallion. It was another thing entirely to fuck a married stallion. A normal stallion would just pound her and call it a night. But when that stallion had a wife back home who was none the wiser, there was a desperation there, a heat that couldn't be matched. To feel how pent-up and unsatisfied he was, to know that she was better than his wife in every way imaginable, to see the thrill of breaking the ultimate taboo in his own eyes as he threw his better judgment aside with as little regard as he did his own wife... It was a temptation Vinyl Scratch knew she couldn't resist.

But she did try. Shining Armor wasn't just some Joe Nopony. He was as high-profile as they came. Getting caught would be a national scandal rather than a simple divorce filing. Whatever sensibility Vinyl possessed told her not to do it. But his status, and Princess Cadance's beauty, only made the forbidden fruit look sweeter. Besides, he'd probably reject her anyway, with how pretty his wife was and how much he had to lose.

Finally, Vinyl Scratch managed to open her mouth and answer her marefriend's question. "I just thought he looked familiar," she said casually. "He was the one that hired me, and we talked a bit at the reception. Maybe I'll go catch up with him while you talk about bowing techniques?"

Octavia didn't seem to suspect anything, having finally received a suggestion for the night that seemed reasonable. "Well... fine. As long as you won't be bored all night," she said.

"I don't think that'll be a problem," Vinyl replied, staring off at Shining.

With a squeeze of Vinyl's hand, Octavia left to go converse with the quintet while they were on break, leaving Vinyl Scratch to watch Shining Armor, looking for her opportunity. For a moment, she thought he noticed her, as he and his wife looked in her direction for a moment. But then that moment passed, Cadance kissed him on the cheek, and headed off toward the other side of the ballroom while Shining Armor headed toward the punch table.

Jackpot!

Vinyl Scratch knew this was her chance, and hurried over to the punch bowl to try and meet him at the same time. The two reached their white hands out for adjacent glasses at the same time, and Vinyl's opportunity had arrived.

"Hey!" she said to him in the voice of heavy recognition. "Shining Armor! Man, it's been a while!"

Shining Armor's eyes lit up to talk to somepony who knew him as he turned to look down at Vinyl, recognizing her. "Oh, hey! I didn't think I'd see you here," he said.

"Normally you'd be right," Vinyl said as she sipped her punch. "But my marefriend dragged me here, and this is definitely her crowd."

"I hear that," Shining Armor replied with a sympathetic nod. "Cadance loves getting all dressed up for stuff like this, but I never know how to fit in around here."

"Oh, I know!" Vinyl agreed. "You'd think these ponies had never been to a party before!"

With a chuckle, Shining replied, "Tell me about it. I'm used to the guard barracks, and things got pretty rowdy in there. Without anypony pounding back cold ones or streaking across the courtyard, I'm totally lost."

Vinyl's eyes lit up, hearing that Shining Armor had a wild streak that his high rank in Canterlot belied. "You guys used to streak, huh?"

Leaning casually against the table, Shining Armor sipped his own punch, a smile on his lips as his eyes traveled back to fond memories. "Oh yeah. Part of the initiation rituals for the new guards and all. The lieutenants made you a cadet if you were the last one in your unit run back inside. So you can imagine how I managed to get the attention of the higher-ups and make it to Captain," he said with a wink.

It took a moment for Vinyl to shake off the image of this hunky, confident stallion taking a naked jog through the Canterlot gardens without a hint of shame. "Gotta admire a stallion with a nice big pair of balls on him," Vinyl praised, trying not to be too obvious about her flirting.

Shining Armor seemed to soak up the praise, but he replied, "Is that so? I thought you were with a mare."

"I am now, but I'm not a lesbian," Vinyl clarified. "Bisexual, baby. I swing both ways."

"That makes you quite the commodity," Shining commented. "You ever miss stallions?" he asked.

Vinyl wondered who was supposed to be flirting with whom here, but perhaps she had a better shot with Shining Armor than she thought. She decided to turn up the heat a little and see how Shining reacted. "Well... since Octi's not within earshot... Definitely," she answered mischievously. "Fooling around in bed with a mare is nice and all. You can go as long as you want, and stop when you're done, but..." she shot a look up at Shining Armor before finishing the thought. "There's nothing like getting bent over and pounded by a real stud who knows what he wants."

The bold talk barely fazed Shining Armor. "Careful, you'll give Lady Lacybritches a heart attack," he quipped back.

Probing deeper, Vinyl asked, "What about you? Married life everything you thought it would be? Your little wifey cook you breakfast every morning and suck you off every night?"

Again, Shining Armor didn't resist Vinyl's boundary pushing. "Hardly," he said with a little eye roll that spoke volumes. A little grin was still on the corner of his muzzle, but he explained, "Cadance is the Princess of Love, not the Princess of putting out. The honeymoon was nice, but..."

"...But you're a stallion, and she's a mare," Vinyl finished for him. "You want it all the time, and she wants it some of the time."

"I can't blame her," Shining replied. "She is a Princess, after all. She's busy. That's just married life."

Vinyl Scratch just blurted out her response without thinking. "Well if I married you, I'd milk your cock so hard we could start a dairy farm."

Shining Armor's eyes widened in mute surprise, but he didn't falter. Then, his expression shifted to a devilishly handsome grin. "You're kind of a slut, aren't you?" he said in a low purr, leaning down over her.

That voice made Vinyl's spine tingle and her nipples get hard. But looking up at him and matching his grin, she replied, "Why don't we get out of here and you could see for yourself? I'd let you do whatever you wanted, especially all the stuff your wife would never let you do to her. That's the stuff I like the most," she said, tracing a finger down Shining Armor's chest seductively.

The mention of Cadance made Shining Armor turn his head to look out at the rest of the ballroom, scanning for her in the crowd. "I really shouldn't..." he said. "Even if she never found out, I haven't even been married a year. I can't cheat on my wife before our first anniversary..."

"Hey," Vinyl piped up, bringing his attention back to her. "She's not going to find out. And what do you want more? To be a good stallion, playing by all the rules and getting nothing for yourself? Or do you want to find out what good pussy really feels like? Because I guarantee, if she's all you've ever had, then you have no idea what you're missing out on." Vinyl could tell she'd struck a nerve, the look on Shining Armor's face revealing that he had indeed waited until marriage to give his virginity to his wife. He opened his mouth but hesitated to speak, so Vinyl went in for the kill. "You're a stallion, Shining Armor. Stallions have needs. Birds need to fly, fish need to swim, and stallions need to fuck. Why don't you forget about your wife, come with me, and get what you need for once instead of worrying about what she needs?"

Shining Armor's eyes darted around, wrestling with his thoughts. But finally, they snapped to Vinyl Scratch. He nodded. "Okay. Let's do it."

Vinyl grinned big. The "stallions have needs" bit never failed. She grabbed his hand and pulled him toward her. "C'mon, stud. Let's get you laid."

Shining Armor walked with her, letting her lead him out of the Gala. Vinyl's adrenaline was already pumping. Octavia be damned, she needed this too, after nights of arguing leading up to the Gala and even more bickering tonight. As she looked out over the Gala one last time, she spotted Octavia talking with Princess Cadance. The sight of Shining Armor's wife only sent a bigger charge through her body, and she could feel the heat and wetness in her cunt already.

"Once I'm done with him," she thought, "Every time he shoves his cock into your mediocre pussy, he's gonna think of me."

"Come on. We should be safe in here," Shining Armor said, opening the heavy wooden door to his office.

Vinyl Scratch followed him inside to the dark room, the moonlight outside illuminating the outlines of the huge desk against the grand window, a large bookcase with military files stacked against each other, and a display stand for Shining Armor's parade armor. She gave an impressed whistle as they sneaked inside, Shining Armor closing and locking the door behind them. "Pretty sweet gig you've got here. A whole office with a view to yourself, huh?"

"I'm still the Captain of the Royal Guard, at least for the time being," Shining Armor explained. "I'm the only one allowed in this room, so no pony will bother us here."

With the door secured, Vinyl Scratch wandered around, tracing her fingers over the breastplate of the display armor before sauntering over to the desk. She leaned back against it before turning to face the stallion himself. "Well then, if you're the only pony allowed in here, that means I'm trespassing, aren't I?"

Shining Armor returned her smirk as he approached her slowly. "I suppose you are."

Grinning up at him, she teased, "Guess that means you're going to have to punish me." Already starting to undo her bowtie and the first buttons of her suit, she taunted Shining Armor. "C'mon. Let's see what you've got, mister Guard Captain."

With a yank, Vinyl Scratch emphasized her invitation by pulling open her shirt, revealing she wasn't wearing a bra beneath her suit. Her big, soft breasts spilled out for Shining Armor to see, practically glowing in the silver, shadowy light of his office. She had quite the impressive rack for a mare of her size and build, the jugs heavy and with eye-catching nipples. already stiffening now that they were exposed to the air.

Shining Armor's eyes lit up with interest, and if he had any qualms before, he certainly didn't when he saw Vinyl's boobs. "Now these..." he said, reaching her as he slowly took one in his big, warm palm, squeezing it gently, "...These are very nice."

"Hell of a lot bigger than your wife's tits, eh?" Vinyl teased again. She pushed her torso forward, puffing her chest out, encouraging Shining Armor to grope her all he wanted. She shivered as he felt his palms slide over her sensitive nipples before his fingers traced down to them, delicately flicking over the flesh.

"You can say that again," Shining Armor agreed. "Always did want to fuck a mare with big boobs. Never had the chance before now."

"Of course," Vinyl replied, exhaling as Shining took her other breast in his hand, squeezing them both now with more eagerness. "Every stallion loves big tits. Even those tightwads at the Gala love looking at all those nude paintings, and they're not interested in the poses."

Shining Armor chuckled before he started to take things further. His hands explored, unbuttoning the rest of her shirt before sliding it off her shoulders, leaving her upper body bare for him. He stepped into her, reaching down to undo the buttons of her trousers. He didn't hesitate to lean his tall head down to her muzzle and push his lips into hers, a firm, eager kiss without a hint of hesitation.

As Vinyl allowed herself to be stripped by her paramour, she kissed him back, matching his eagerness and upping the ante with her tongue. It teased at his lips, the pace of the kissing increasing to a makeout as she found his tongue with hers. Little moans sounded between them, Shining Armor returning one hand to grope and fondle a breast while he tugged at her bottoms. Meanwhile, Vinyl's hands couldn't stay idle, starting to undo the myriad buttons of his red uniform. By the time her pants came down, leaving her naked, Shining Armor stood topless now before her, and the two parted slightly to admire each other.

Vinyl sat back against the desk again casually, knowing Shining Armor was liking what he saw. She had a perfect build for sexual enticement, one that could have been straight out of a stallion's naughty magazines: curvy without being fat, huge breasts with soft hips and thighs, and tight pussy, shaved perfectly smooth to highlight her natural wetness and expose the hints of her inner pink folds between the outer white labia. But while Shining Armor admired her naked body, she started to admire his.

He was like a model, built like a stallion she might have had on a poster when she was younger. Some of the naturally-strong working stallions were just big all around, thick and heavy, but Shining Armor was hard and fit. His broad shoulders moved down to his big, thick arms and his impeccable chest, his pecs sturdy with the perfect patch of blue chest hair in between to accentuate his masculinity. His stomach was flat, and Vinyl Scratch's eyes traced the contours of his abs down lower, the faint grooves of definition leading her gaze down to the real prize that remained hidden from her.

Shining Armor caught her staring and grinned. "Looks like mares like big tits too, huh?" Shining Armor joked, squeezing his own pecs.

"Celestia," Vinyl exhaled. "No wonder they made you Guard Captain."

Shining Armor approached her again, allowing her to put her hands on him, tracing down his muscles, one hand moving over his arms and feeling the dormant power in them while another slid down his sturdy chest, through the curly hair and over his nipple before sliding down his firm stomach while he squeezed her shoulders and boobs himself. "Believe it or not, I wasn't always a meathead," he admitted. "When I first met Cadance, I was an absolute nerd. I always wanted to be a guard though, and they sure whipped me into shape."

"I'll say," Vinyl agreed, ogling him openly and admiring the stallion before her. The thrill of cheating was always enough to turn Vinyl on even with unattractive stallions, but she'd never managed to bag a hunk of Shining Armor's caliber, and her arousal ran through her body in tremors, her pussy already feeling hot and her gut tight with tense need. She couldn't keep her hands to herself, her bright nails stark against Shining Armor's pants as she started to undo his last buttons. "Are you this impressive all over?" she teased again.

But Shining Armor didn't quite bite. "I'll let you be the judge of that," he said, the little tease having a note of humble modesty to it.

It only made Vinyl want to find out even more. Crouching down before him, she looked up at him with a cocked eyebrow, which he returned, inviting her to see for herself. So she yanked his trousers down to see just what being a Prince was really worth.

Shining Armor's penis flopped out before her, nearly smacking Vinyl in the cheek before it rested between his thighs, swaying gently toward his knee. Her eyes widened; this prince was hung! "Damn! No wonder they made you Guard Captain," Vinyl quipped. She stared over his naked body now, finding every inch of him just as hunky as the next. His legs were sturdy and strong, his pubes were neatly trimmed in a blue wedge above his sheath, his nuts looked nice and heavy, and even his ass was round and supple with soft muscle beneath. Vinyl couldn't help but reach around to give his butt a squeeze for herself, and it didn't disappoint.

With her positioned so conveniently below him, all Shining Armor had to do was reach out and grab a handful of her blue mane with a firm, commanding grip. "Why don't you show me just how much of a slut you really are, then?"

Vinyl looked up at him and took his words for the challenge the were. Pausing only to rest her shades on top of her head where they would be braced against her horn, she then gripped his flaccid dick in both of her hands, feeling the pleasant warmth of his flesh, the dormant power of an already-burgeoning erection lurking beneath the veined, pink skin. "Don't mind if I do," she replied.

With all the relish in the world, Vinyl Scratch opened up her mouth and swallowed Shining Armor's flare down her throat, and the next several inches in one loud, slurping gulp. Only a few moments in, and already she could feel Shining Armor's fingers tensing against her scalp, hear his gasp of sudden pleasure, and feel his cock starting to stiffen in her muzzle as his flare nudged for entrance into her throat. She did everything she could to make an impression, twisting her hands over the base of his cock while she started to deepthroat the upper half, her hands meeting her lips at his midring, feeling his flare bulge against her throat as he throbbed, getting harder and harder. It was only moments before he was rock hard, looking down at her sucking his cock like a whore, and she looked up back at him. The eye contact was the hottest part, and Vinyl told him with just her eyes how much she loved this; the taste of his dick, his grunts and groans, and his pleasure. Vinyl could see in his hungry gaze down at her that she was giving him something he'd never gotten before.

But that didn't mean she didn't like hearing him say it. With a slurp, she pulled off of his wet erection with a brief strand of drool connecting her lips to his cock before she started pumping, keeping him nice and solid. She could feel in his hearty throbs that he barely needed the encouragement. "So," she said, peppering her words in with hot kisses and needy licks along his cock, "has you wife - ever sucked your dick - like that before?"

Shining Armor moaned in relief. "Oh, Celestia, no. Cadance... She's not really the dick-sucking type. She says it feels degrading."

Vinyl Scratch's eyes flashed. All she heard was a challenge. "Let me show you what you've been missing out on, stud," she purred before plunging his dick back down her throat, even getting a few more inches than last time in her eagerness to prove herself the superior mare.

She could feel Shining Armor shivering, his legs quivering as his knees threatened to buckle. "Ohh, fuck yeah..." he moaned above her. He had to use both hands on her head just to keep himself stable, but even with his grip on her ears, Shining Armor was definitely not the one in control.

Vinyl Scratch shuddered herself at the hot thrill of all this, blowing a high-profile hunk like a cheap whore when his own wife would never debase herself for his needs. Vinyl would make sure she would capitalize on that opportunity, eager to prove to Shining Armor just what he was missing, that he could be fucking mares like her all along. Even when she felt her throat begin to gag as his flare jammed against her neck, when she struggled to breathe as her muzzle plunged toward his sheath and his pubes, and her cheeks and neck bulged out with the sheer length and girth of his dick, she kept her lips pursed, her tongue swirling, and her throat swallowing down as much of his cock as she could handle. When she looked up at him, and caught him looking down, she could see it in his eyes: he thought she really was nothing more than a cheap slut, wanting only to suck his dick like a dumb whore. It made her pussy soaking wet beneath her.

"Fuck... Celestia..." Shining Armor groaned again, and Vinyl knew that was the only warning she was going to get. She raced to pull off of his dick with a loud, lewd slurp. She knew how much stallions liked it when mares swallowed, but she had something better in mind. With not a moment to spare, she managed to pop off of his flare with a pop, staring down the fleshy pink head as it twitched and throbbed. She opened her mouth in a wide moan, as it twitched, pulsed, and then exploded. "I'm cumming...!"

Vinyl didn't have to say anything as the ropes of white-hot jizz laced over her face in thick, messy streaks, and she stared Shining's dick straight on as it painted her. She wanted him to watch his cum paint her without an ounce of hesitation from her, to be splattered in his dirty spunk, degraded in a way his wife would never allow, and Vinyl got her wish. Shining watched with rapt attention as his cum bathed her face, making a mess of her hair, trickling down her cheeks and eyelids, over her nose and neck, until there was hardly a spot that wasn't stained with his cum. And just to make things better, when his orgasm started to flag, Vinyl proved a point by drawing forward, grabbing his dick and nursing against his flare, suckling and licking at the tip, making sure to get the last few weak spurts and dribbling droplets of his cum out of his shaft and onto her tongue, swallowing with a grateful moan, just to show that she would happily do what so many mares found far too disgusting and degrading to even entertain. The shudder of erotic thrill she felt race through Shining Armor made it all worth it.

"Holy fuck..." Shining gasped.

Vinyl pulled away, feeling the hot, sticky mask of jizz on her face starting to cool, wearing it like a badge of honor, but her cocky grin soon faded when she saw Shining Armor's dick gently start to flag. She realized her impulsivity may have gotten the better of her, and she hoped this wouldn't be the end of Shining Armor's stamina. He was a young, fit stallion, but if she had to wait a half hour - and some stallions supposedly took even longer - then the sparks would definitely start to fade. She tried to pump his dick some more, getting a few weak, drooling strands of cum out the tip of his flare as she looked up at him and asked, "Guess you really liked that, huh?" Then, trying not to be too obvious, she added, "I bet you guard types have some pretty good turnaround times after you cum, right?"

But Shining Armor just laughed as he tried to catch his breath. "No stallion can get hard again that fast, especially after a blowjob like that." Vinyl's face fell in disappointment before Shining said, "My wife might not be the Princess of Putting Out, but I did pick up one good trick from her on our honeymoon. Apparently, Celestia explained to her that I was never going to last long enough to satisfy her if I was a virgin, so she gave her a spell to keep me going." Vinyl Scratch listened with a slightly confused expression - she'd never heard of spells just for sex before, mostly just creative uses of basic levitation - but Shining Armor's horn flared up regardless as he exhaled with slow focus and closed his eyes.

Seeing his own dick light up in his aura was a bit strange, and it almost looked like he was magically jerking himself off. But then Vinyl started to see him throbbing again, hearing his breathing quickening with that familiar sound of growing arousal. The throbs started to take on some more life, his flaccid, satisfied cock rising and stiffening, eager for another round. By the time Shining Armor opened his eyes and released his spell, it was as if Vinyl had just finished polishing his cock to get him ready for the first round. Hell, he might have even been harder than the first time, as if he'd been pent up and in desperate need to bust a nut for a few days now!

"I think it's time I returned the favor," Shining Armor said confidently down to Vinyl, stroking her head and her ear with a hand.

Vinyl felt an electric thrill race through her chest. "What did you have in mind?"

Shining Armor didn't answer, instead he reached down and grabbed her under her arms, his chest and arms bulging as he manhandled her with ease. It had been a while since Vinyl had a stallion throw her around like this, and she groaned with surprise and delight when Shining Armor turned her around and tossed her against his desk, bending her over the broad surface, splaying out a stack of important-looking papers over the surface in a little mess.

With his surge of aggression, she expected the next thing to be his now-rock solid cock splitting her in half. He grabbed two handfuls of her hips and she braced for it, but then she felt his breath wash over her pussy and his hot tongue drag up her slot in a long, satisfying lick.

"Oh, Celestia...!" Vinyl moaned as Shining Armor started to eat her out with an appetite that the Gala's hors d'oeuvres table wishes it could see. Every bit of enthusiasm she had given his dick, he gave it right back, smacking his lips against hers, suckling on her clit, and plunging his tongue deep into her juicy pussy, his hands braced on her ass. Vinyl loved some sloppy clam diving as much as the next mare, but she gasped again, shudders running down her spine when she realized how good it felt! "Fuck, dude...!" she gasped. "Looks like someone's been doing their homework!" Vinyl grinned, turning to look back at the stallion crouched at her ass.

Shining Armor poked his head out around her buttcheeks and grinned. "The last thing I wanted was to embarrass myself on my honeymoon, so I made sure to study up."

Vinyl moaned her reply to him, "Your wife doesn't deserve you."

Shining Armor just gave a knowing chuckle before dipping back down to it. Again, Vinyl gasped, her pink nails digging into the surface of Shining's desk as he lapped over her outer labia before dragging his tongue down into her valley again. She felt her nerves tingling, her body tensing for what was to come. Shining Armor brought her there expertly, suckling at her folds until she could almost feel the need building and burning in her clitoris. When it started to become too much, Vinyl gasping for more, Shining Armor slid down to suckle at it with his lips, his tongue flicking against her from side to side as his fingers plunged deeply into her, milking at her g-spot with a curled rake of his digits.

"Fuck yes! Oh, fuck, Shining!" Vinyl gasped as she felt that coil in her stomach finally snap, the tension releasing with a mighty orgasm milked at the end of Shining Armor's tongue. She gripped the desk just to stay on her feet, humping her ass back onto Shining Armor's muzzle as she rode the waves of utter delight. The climax had her legs shuddering and vision blurring, and this was just the start of what Shining Armor could do.

Shining Armor didn't give her much time to recover. He stood, wiped his muzzle with satisfaction, and gripped the base of his dick. Vinyl just managed to blink away her cross-eyed bliss when she felt his flare nudging against her slick, eaten-out pussy. She inhaled sharply with a moment of anticipation before suddenly he was taking the plunge.

"Ohhhh~!" both of them shared a mutual moan as inch after sweet, turgid inch of Shining Armor's cock sank into Vinyl Scratch's hot, needy pussy in one slick, slow thrust.

"Fuck, this is so hot..." Shining groaned when he hilted inside of her. Vinyl didn't have to ask why. She could all but imagine how good it was for him to sink himself into a mare who really wanted him, who was all too happy to give him what his wife couldn't.

And she was all too happy to rub it in, only making her shudder just to say the words. "Don't hold back," she goaded him. "Fuck me like your wife would never let you."

Shining's hips were already moving before she finished, slowly pumping himself inside of her, but quickly picking up the pace. He didn't have to restrain himself or slow down with Vinyl. She could only imagine how Cadance made him do it tender and slow, whispering sweet nothings and holding hands while he thrust into her. But she knew Shining didn't want that. She could tell as his hips pounded into her ass, his cock ramming to the depths inside of her, his hands gripping her hips roughly and tugging on her tail. What he really wanted all along was to fuck a slut who would lift her tail for him, easy and dirty.

It was only moments before Shining Armor was ramming her, each thrust rattling the desk and making his papers scatter everywhere over the surface and onto the floor below. He groaned and grunted, his hips smacking into hers, his palm squeezing her asscheek before swatting against her cutie mark, showing his strength and power as she took every inch and every pound gratefully. It was almost as if he didn't care about her satisfaction or if he was being too rough with her, and that just made it even hotter for Vinyl.

"Yeah... You like that, Captain?" Vinyl moaned up to him. "My pussy's way better than your wife's, isn't it? You can even cum in me if you want. We can talk about me being your mistress later," she teased, enjoying the way she could taunt him and turn him on in the same breath.

"Shut up," he growled above her, bristling at the way she was needling him, but she could feel him throb harder inside of her, slam into her ass with more force, wanting to put the mouthy bitch beneath him in her place. He reached forward to grab her mane, tugging on it slightly to make her arch her back into him, Vinyl shoving back onto his thick cock as her pussy clenched around his length.

"Fuck! That's more like it, stud...!" she gasped. "Give it to me, Your Highness. It's good to be a real stallion for once, isn't it?"

"You really are such a little slut," Shining Armor replied, but she could hear the grin at the corner of his mouth. He punctuated it with a hard spank on her ass, enough to make her cheeks wobble and likely leave a pink mark on her flank. Vinyl just gasped at the thrilling sting as Shining redoubled his rough pounding.

Vinyl thought he might be getting close, but the buildup was interrupted by the sudden click of the office's lock, and the door opening without warning. "You're not supposed to be in here! Now you two had better-!"

It was a royal guard, a gray unicorn dressed in his uniform. It was clear he expected to find a couple of Gala-goers trespassing in Shining Armor's office, but he was doubly shocked to see what was actually going on. Not only was he not prepared to see his Prince and Captain sneaking around in his own office, but he never would have expected to see him naked and fucking some random mare from the party on his own desk! Vinyl caught his expression, and she made sure to moan when Shining Armor didn't stop, even for a moment, the wet smacks continuing to ring out as he fucked her hard. It was tough to say if the guard was more scandalized by catching Shining Armor cheating on his wife, or by seeing far, far more of his Captain than he'd ever imagined.

"This really isn't a good time, Lieutenant," Shining Armor grunted as he buried himself into Vinyl's pussy. Vinyl had a delicious idea pop into her brain, and as Shining Armor's pace flagged with his split attention, she decided to pick it up. She thrust her ass back against him hard, impaling herself all the way down to the balls, riding him as she reached between her hindlegs to fondle the Prince's big nuts between her thighs. Shining Armor groaned as she ground against him, knowing he was getting closer to his peak than he anticipated.

"S-Sorry, Your Highness! I didn't know- I... I thought it was just some trespassers having a fling, I..." the guard stallion stammered, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight.

Shining Armor was on the process of tipping over the edge, snorting steamy jets out of his nose as he grabbed Vinyl's tail and started giving her own bucks back to her, pounding hard into her cunt, the desk rattling with each thrust while her fingers stroked his balls, coaxing his load out of him. "Well, seeing as it's my office," Shining grunted between hot breaths, "can I get back to it, Lieutenant?"

Vinyl gave a loud moan as she felt Shining getting rougher, and he spanked her again on her other cheek. She almost laughed as the guard stallion jumped at the sharp sound of the smack on her ass. "Y-yes, sir! Of course, sir!" he fumbled to snap a salute to Shining. "Continue your coitus, Your Highness!"

Vinyl ground harder against him, swiveling her hips to twist her pussy around the base of his cock, and she heard that telltale groan come out of Shining's lips. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum..." he exhaled, pounding harder and faster into her as he made the slow descent before the big finish.

The poor guard was still standing there, watching, confused, and dumbfounded. "Should I, uh... What should I do, sir?" he asked.

Shining gave a haggard groan of frustration and pleasure while Vinyl gasped with his cock slamming into her. "Celestia, can't you see I'm having sex here!? Just guard the fucking door or something, Lieutenant!"

The guard barely had time to bark an affirmative before he ducked out of the room sheepishly, slamming the door behind him. If anything, Vinyl felt like ordering some peon around only made things hotter for Shining. Loud enough for that poor bastard to hear through the door, Vinyl cried out, "Yes! Cum in me, Shining! Fuck yes!"

After holding back as long as he could, Shining Armor could restrain himself no longer. With a ragged roar, he slammed himself balls-deep into Vinyl's pussy, his flare filling her as his balls clenched in her grip. "Fuuuuck!" Ecstatic shivers raced down Vinyl's spine, her fingers gripping the edges of the desk as she felt his big dick throb deep inside of her, rippling throughout her entire body with the pulses, and then those hot, heavy blasts of jizz oozed throughout her abdomen, Shining Armor giving her every last drop, full and deep.

Shining Armor was left breathless, still buried inside of her, the smell of his sweat starting to steam the air and fog the windows against the cool night outside the Gala. Vinyl Scratch felt quite proud of herself, to say the least. When Shining Armor finally pulled out of her with a wet squelch and a gush of cum on his office tile, she spun herself around to sit back against the desk, her thighs tingling as she kept them spread, letting Shining admire the sight of her freshly-fucked pussy.

"There," she said to him. "Isn't that better, Your Highness?"

Shining Armor chuckled, leaning against the wall with a raised arm and wiping his forehead, his shaft softening again, taking its time as it twitched against his thigh. "Yeah. Definitely," he agreed.

Vinyl was still buzzing from the satisfaction of it all, her bright nails flashing against her white body as she traced up her side to grip her breast and squeeze her nipple with a satisfied inhale. "And now you can forget about fucking that wife of yours ever again, now that you've got me to bang whenever you want," she said.

Shining Armor looked at her. "Look," he began, and Vinyl already felt the mood changing drastically, a knife cutting through the afterglow. "This was fun, but we can't do this again, alright? At least not anytime soon. Cadance is still my wife, and I still have my honor and my title to think about. I never said I wanted a mistress."

Vinyl gave him a look back that said those were not the words she wanted to hear. She strode over to him with gliding steps, reaching out to grip his dick at her hips, stroking it with a hand as he exhaled, still sensitive as the pleasure flooded into him. "I don't think you understand," she said. "I'm not here for fun. I'm here to win. I know what you want deep down, but what you don't know is that I'm just getting started. I can do things to you that your precious wife couldn't even imagine."

Shining Armor looked hesitant, yet the curiosity was definitely there. "I'm not sure this is a good idea..." he tried to talk her down.

But Vinyl was not having it. She grabbed his shoulder in one hand, his cock in the other, and spun him around until his back was against his own desk. All it took was a push to topple him back onto it. Vinyl sauntered toward him, mounting the desk as he crawled back on top of it fully with her between his legs. Her red eyes locked onto his blues, her gaze nothing short of predatory. "Fire up that spell again. Dick hard - now," she ordered.

Suddenly, Shining Armor was not the dominant stud in the situation, but even if he was a little off-balance at the sudden role reversal, there was a clear eagerness in his eyes and his nod as he agreed. "Yeah, yeah! Round two it is!"

His horn lit up, and even quicker than last time, Shining Armor's big dick sprang up to a full erection, throbbing and waiting for Vinyl to pounce on him. She could see that getting hard took a bit more effort this time, perhaps the stallion was starting to hit the hard limits of his stamina after two orgasms, but Vinyl would push him as far as it took to prove her point.

"Hold on tight, stud," Vinyl purred to him. For a moment, Vinyl could see the confusion in Shining's face, not knowing what would happen next. Then she reached down and grabbed him by the ankles, heaving herself up and rolling his lower body in half, spreading his thighs apart as she did so.

"Woah, wait, what are-!?" Shining called out before Vinyl rose above him. In this position, Shining was all but helpless beneath her, posed almost like the mare in a mating press, which caused his dick to stand straight up, his balls on display and vulnerable. With her grip on his ankle tight, Vinyl grabbed the base of his cock firmly, holding it still for her.

"Get ready for the ride of your life," she purred down to him. As Shining's face lit up with realization, all it took was a quick series of movements for Vinyl to position his flare at the entrance of her cunt, grab both of his ankles again to keep him steady, and slam herself all the way down onto his cock all at once in a gut-wrenching drop of pure ecstasy.

"Ohh holy fuck!" Shining Armor groaned, his eyes already rolling as he tried to keep up, but Vinyl was already ten slams ahead of him. His body rocked on his desk while Vinyl's thick thighs rode him like a cheap roller coaster. His magic ensured his cock was rock-hard for her, and now that she was in control, she could really pull out all the stops. The force was like nothing he'd ever felt before, being fucked by a mare so powerfully even if it was still his cock in her pussy. He could feel each drop of her hips all the way through his abdomen, her asscheeks impacting against his balls in a way that jostled them, even a little painfully, but he'd never felt hunger for cock like this before, and that thrilled him.

Vinyl Scratch just hissed in delight above him. She'd played the submissive slut game, but now she was showing Shining Armor what she really brought to the table, just how much of a cock-hungry slut she could be. Her cunt absolutely devoured him, and she could twist and swivel with her hips on every slam, letting her cream-stuffed pussy stroke and pleasure him in a way he could have never imagined was possible before. The impacts rippled through her own belly, and there was a deep satisfaction to being in control of him. The rattling sounds of the desk and the fleshy slaps of their hips were hers to make, and she didn't care about subtlety here. She could feel his cock plunging into her, control the angle to make sure it raked against all the best spots while she worked herself above him, even enjoying the way her tits swung with every buck. The feeling of her ass clapping against his balls hard, milking this buff stud beneath until he he couldn't take it anymore was a particular thrill that made her nipples hard and her clit throb as she ground it against his pelvis.

But the real peak was the look on his face, the way he was splayed out beneath her. Vinyl took in every detail, his muscles clenching as his back arched, the papers and pens all but scattered and the inkwell tipped over as she rode him. His arms reached up to grip the far edge of the desk for dear life, and she could see his buff chest heaving for breath, sweat trickling through the curls between his pecs and his hairy pits, the office filled with the raunchy musk of sex and his wanton moans forced out of him by every slam of her slavering cunt on his shaft. The very best was his face, his eyes crossed in mindless ecstasy, his mouth gaping in an endless series of grunts and moans that couldn't be contained. He was cresting the peak of a new height of pleasure, not just physically, but in his imagination, his world opened up to erotic delights he'd never dared to venture near before Vinyl took him crashing through the barrier.

He was so big, so strong, a hunky, handsome, royal stud of a Prince and Captain if there ever was one. But now, he was completely helpless, a dick-brained slab of meat who could barely manage to beg Vinyl Scratch to keep riding him. He belonged to her completely, a memory burned into him he'd never forget, and Vinyl could see it on his face. Whenever he fucked his wife from this moment on, he'd think of her.

And that was absolutely the hottest fucking thing.

Vinyl slammed her hips down on his cock hard, each drop coming with a rattle and a fleshy squelch as she gripped his ankles in her hands, his toes already curling in delight as his next orgasm, bigger and better, began to build within him. Vinyl could feel her own high racing through her veins, more keen than any drug she could ever take. "Say it," she moaned to him, a hot, breathy command he couldn't refuse. "How good is this pussy?"

"It's the best!" Shining Armor called out, his body rippling with each impact of Vinyl's on top of his. "Your pussy is so goooood!"

"Say it's better than your wife's," Vinyl said, picking up the pace, fucking him with quick bucks, taking his cock deep inside of her and milking him.

"It's better than my wife's! It's better than my wife's!" Shining cried in cross-eyed bliss, Vinyl's cunt milking him within an inch of his life. "Your pussy is so much better than Cadance's! You're so much hotter than my wife!"

It was the magic words Vinyl had been building up to all night. "Yeah! Yeah! Fuck, and don't you forget it!" Vinyl gasped and growled. She ground her hips against him, riding him balls-deep as she pumped forward, mashing her clit against his neat wedge of pubes and feeling his flare pressed snugly to her cervix. "Now cum in me! Cum in me instead of your wife!"

"Yeah! Yeah! Oh fuck, yes!!!" Shining Armor howled, and Vinyl felt it. His balls clenched, his head threw back, and his toes curled in utter delight.

Vinyl felt herself going over the edge as well. That light-headed ecstasy raced up through her system, and her vision went hazy, the tension so thick in her body she felt like she could explode. Her limbs trembled, her cunt clenched so hard around Shining's big, fat dick she felt like it was trying to snap it off, and the stretch of his girth only made the red-hot bliss even more overwhelming. With one, two, three more rough, grinding thrusts against him, Vinyl went over the edge with him.

She roared, tossing her head back as her own fuschia-painted toes curled along with his against the desk as she squatted above him. While he stuffed her full of his jizz, Vinyl's pussy squeezed and squirted all over their crotches, the juices spraying and splattering onto the desk, soaking the documents beneath them before leaking down onto the floor while she trembled and shuddered in a climax more powerful than anything she'd felt in a while. The heat of more cum in her belly just drew out the orgasm even longer, knowing that Shining Armor's cock had no choice but to give her everything she wanted, emptying his balls in her until he was completely spent for her. But Vinyl Scratch wouldn't let go of his ankles, wouldn't let her pussy release his dick until she was absolutely done with him.

When that moment came, the two were breathless, collapsing onto his desk as Vinyl released him and fell back, Shining Armor unfolding in tangle of legs, crotches, sweat, and their own mixed juices. It was a long moment before either of them could speak.

Shining Armor managed to breathlessly pant out first, "Holy fuck..."

"Told ya," Vinyl chuckled. "That's what real pussy is. Your little priss of a wife could never."

"No she could not," Shining agreed.

But Vinyl started to untangle herself, even though the afterglow had only just begun. She stepped onto the floor with shaky legs, but began to collect her dress and attempt to look presentable.

Shining Armor watched her start to redress, sitting up with a confused look. "Where you going?"

"Can't have the Prince getting caught cheating, can we?" Vinyl asked. "We were definitely pretty loud. Somepony besides that stupid guard definitely heard us. Maybe a few." She smirked as she pulled her straps back up and said, "Looks like you're going to have some rumors going around about you come Monday, Your Highness."

Shining Armor looked at her quietly for a moment, not yet moving, seeming to process what she was saying now that the thrill was wearing off. He propped a leg up on the desk, resting his elbow on his knee while he let the other hang over the edge, his long, limp cock dangling in meaty satisfaction. "You're probably right," he said.

"Good luck," Vinyl Scratch said once she was decent, turning around to give Shining Armor a wink as she headed for the door.

But when her hand reached the knob, she heard Shining's voice behind her. "Would you like to come to the initiation ceremony for the new Guard Cadets? Next Friday?" he asked.

Vinyl turned around to look at him with a predatory grin. Shining Armor just smiled back at her, his expression smooth, but his eyes hungry. She knew exactly what he was asking.

"And what about your wife?" she replied.

"She'll be in Ponyville with the other Princesses," Shining Armor replied with a devilish grin. "She'll never know."

Vinyl Scratch exhaled, a shuddering breath of excitement all over again. "Then I'll see you there, Your Highness," she answered, before opening the door and stepping outside, back to the Gala.