Nudist Dash

Twilight Sparkle rang Dash's doorbell. POMPF! Twi wingbonered, then facehoofed. "Dash. Do you normally answer the door naked? Not that I don't love the view, but I need to fly back to the library after this."

Rainbow Dash looked down at her naked self. "Oh yeah. Oops. I forgot. Sorry, Twilight."

"You FORGOT?!"

"Well, it's not as if I have any underwear to wear! I don't have to remember!"

"Here!" Twilight pulled out a cyan blue pair of panties from her saddlebag. "Fresh from Rarity. Apparently you never came by to pick them up?"

"Oh, yeah; thanks, Twi."

"Don't tell me, you forgot. Well, don't forget to put them on before you go out," Twilight reminded Rainbow. "Can't have you flying in the nude."

"Awww," Rainbow smiled as she stepped into the leg holes, pulled her panties up, and hitched them a bit higher. It was the first time her loins had felt the kiss of underpants in several days. "It almost feels weird wearing clothes again."

Twilight smiled too, "But at least we can both fly now, without getting... aroused. C'mon; you can come by the library and be decent, now."

* * *

Dash commented "Wow, there's no one here. Not a lot of ponies at the library?"

"That's common in the mornings on a weekday."

Dash flopped down in a beanbag, and started reading, but ... hmmm ... kept adjusting her underwear. Again. And ... again. She'd grown used to the freedom of going nude, and wearing clothes felt ... uncomfortable. Gah. Another adjustment...

"Twilight, since there's no one else here but us two, so we have some privacy, and we already safely made it here to the Library, would it be okay with you if I take off my clothes?" POMPF "I can tell by that wingboner that you want me to."

Twi blushed, "I do want you to, you're right about that, but..." She flapped while speaking, trying to lower her wingboner, with only mild success.

Dash interrupted, "Don't worry! I can sit in the back, and my underpants can stay in hoof's reach while I read. I can always slip 'em back on real quick, if someone comes in. No one else needs to know."

"Welllll... I don't know..." Twilight blushed deeper, and bit her lip, looking off to one side.

Rainbow figured Twilight needed some more inducement. Rainbow stood up, slipped her hooves under the waistband, and slid her panties down a couple notches, enough to reveal her crotchteats, "AND you can stare at my naked plot all day, while I read. I give you permission, whenever you want to."

Twilight did want to. She really, really wanted to. She wanted nothing more than to say yes right now. Her desire fought in her mind versus the fear of them getting caught by a library customer. But if Dash really was going to keep her panties in hoof's reach, what was the harm? They were unlikely to get caught, then. But what if they did; what if she wasn't fast enough? Dash? Not fast Enough? Yeah, right. Plus she'd see Dash nude. Completely nude. That delicious plot. That waistband slowly sliding down, revealing more and more of her flank... it would be so easy... she could easily say the word and get to see all of it. All day. All she wanted. All she had to do was say ... Tartatus with it, "Fine. But you better not get any vaginal fluids on any of the chairs. I WILL make you clean anything up."

Rainbow let her underwear fall the rest of the way, and stepped out of it, exposing all of her private parts to Twilight. "Thanks, Twi. I really appreciate it; I would so much rather go nude."

"I would rather, too; I mean, you are, I guess, objectively attractive, especially, like when, like now, you're naked; I'm going to stop talking, now." Twilight blushed again, and raised her book over her face. At least, she pretended to.

Dash could see her peeking out over the top of the book at all her naked glory. Dash was basking in that view, as if Rainbow was sunbathing, splayed out for all to see on the beanbag. Her wings were slowly rising to match Twilight's. The faucet of her nethers were slowly starting to leak. Rainbow had to cross her hind legs to prevent any lubricant from flowing out, "It's all right. you don't need to pretend; you can look at me aaaaaall you want. It really kind of turns me on; like, really, really turns me on. Have you seen the Wonderbolt calendars they put out every year?"

"YES! I ... er, have one. In my bedroom."

"Is it in your bedroom because of Spitfire? Like mine?"

Twilight only nodded, still blushing.

Rainbow walked over to Twilight, and almost-whispered. "I'm going to be in the next one." She stroked down her body with one hoof for emphasis, "Like this."

"Is that... allowed?"

"Well, technically, the Wonderbolts serve the princesses, so if you say so, well then, you can make it so. You can even have 12 months of me." Dash leaned over and whispered in Twi's ear. "A year of Rainbow Dash. Just. Like. This." Rainbow leaned back on the library counter at this, spreading her wings and all four hooves out wide, showing off her body underneath Twilight's blushing gaze. It was a perfect 'draw me like one of your Prench girls' pose.

"Rainbow Dash, you're trying to seduce me into letting you run around indecently, aren't you?"

"Yes. And it's working. Isn't it? You really, really want me to. If we both had our way, I would never have to wear clothes again. I would go naked, forever."

"Yes, but Rainbow, I wish I could, Oh, Celestia, I wish I could, but... people would talk. I might let you do the calendar. Heck, I would certainly want at least one. But, I don't know... maybe I could think more clearly when I'm not as horny."

"I also have an idea that Spitfire herself really wanted, along with many of the rest of the 'Bolts. It gets really hot in the summer, and we get all sweaty, so how about letting us do a show without our Wonderbolt costumes on? A nudie show."

"You know, that could actually work."

"Wait, really?"

"Not as an official show, we could let it be known that on ... especially hot days, the Wonderbolts train naked; dress rehearsals become undress rehearsals."

"Yeah, we've recently already started doing that, actually."

POMPF, Twilight's erection reasserted itself at that, but she continued, "And then we can let you have ... open dress rehearsals, so people could come and watch you do your show naked. We could even make those days really, really hot, to provide a good cover story."

Dash grinned from her sexy position on Twi's counter. "Oh, they'd be hot, all right. And I can make sure you get front row seats."

POMPF! Twilight's wings could not possibly get more erect, nor could her face get any redder, "So, tell me about this calendar idea of yours!"

* * *

"Ze magics!" Photo Finish was nothing if not professional, but also knew what made a good photo; even ... that kind of photo. "Nono. Do not wipe up his precum. He is aroused. That is good thing."

Thunderlane and Soarin were both standing on their hind legs with beads of precum arousal at the tips of their erections. Similarly, Spitfire, Rainbow, and Surprise also had snail trails coming out of their own vaginas, lying down in front of them. All 5 of them had wingboners.

Spitfire's wingboner was the biggest and widest, "This is bucking better than sex," she threw her head back, and looked down at herself. They were all watching her juices slowly trickle down her plot, and off the side, forming a very, very, VERY elongated droplet that hung down underneath Spitfire's crotch, very nearly touching the ground.

"NOW!" Photo Finish took the photo at the utter last second before the thread broke and the droplet fell to the floor. It was a perfect picture.