It was late afternoon, and the sunset cast Cloudsdale in majestic gold. Near the heart of the city was the greatest flying arena in Equestria, large enough to perform all but the most extreme of maneuvers and could be packed with thousands of cheering ponies. Today it was empty, save for one of the most idolized pegasi in the country.
Soarin had just finished his final lap, and he glided down to the door leading to the locker rooms. Today had been a great day for flying, as it usually was in Cloudsdale. Training went well, and he was happily sore. As he entered the Wonderbolts’ locker room, he took a deep breath and sighed contently. The room’s walls were painted in blue and gold, and held lockers with each Wonderbolt’s name on it. Soarin passed Spitfire’s, opening his up and taking his goggles off. As he stripped out of his training suit, he enjoyed the feeling of the restrictingly tight fabric being removed. His powder-blue coat was flat and moist with sweat. As he put his suit away, he reminded himself that the one thing better than stripping down was showering off.
He stacked his goggles on top of his lazily stashed suit and headed for the showers, already planning the rest of his evening. After washing up he would relax for a bit, then head out to his favorite pie joint, “Slice of Life.” Where that would take him, nopony knew. Maybe apple, maybe blackberry. Oh, how he loved blueberry.
He stepped into the showers, picking one of the many faucets and starting to adjust the water to his liking. Once it was just right, he stood under the stream, closed his eyes, and let the water run over him. His dark blue mane was quickly soaked, slicking back with stray strands clinging to his face. Streams of water washed over his sore body, his tight and toned muscles relaxing as he flexed his wings under the downpour.
As he felt his muscles unknotting and relaxing, his thoughts drifted to his fans. There were a lot of stallions that looked up to him, and countless mares that wished he was looking for a special somepony. He had to admit to himself that he was quite the stud. He didn’t have huge muscles like some mares liked, but instead he was well balanced, solid, and had endurance enough to fly for hours on end. And, not that he’d brag, but he was hung like a… well. You know. He was popular with the ladies for good reason.
But he was just too busy with his career to deal with a marefriend. I mean, sure, some nights were lonelier than others. And there were a few times he had the hots for this pair of wings or that… but it either wouldn’t work out, or it would interfere with the team’s dynamics, or she lived too far away, or something. It was too much of a hassle.
His thoughts began to mellow as the hot water did its wonders. His mind was freed of concerns, his body was cleansed, and his tenseness and exhaustion were washed away similarly to the dirt and sweat. Being so relaxed, he didn’t notice the rose eyes that were locked on him.
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A cyan pegasus mare with an outrageously multicolored mane was trying to calm her nerves. Her heart was pounding so loudly she knew she’d be caught had the shower not been running. She peeked out just a bit more from behind the shower curtain she had been hiding behind for a few minutes now, just feet away. Her eyes ran up and down him, her tongue poking out of her mouth, her wings stiff and sticking straight up.
Rainbow Dash had been secretly watching Soarin train, learning from the pros and all that. But when she realized that she was watching from the doorway to the Wonderbolts’ lockers, her curiosity got the better of her and she snuck inside. She didn’t touch anything, she just looked at everything, taking it all in. The sound of the door opening had brought her back to reality, and she ducked into the nearest room to her. Which just happened to be the showers, of course.
She then realized she was trapped in the shower room with no exits, and quickly found a faucet and pulled the gold trimmed blue curtain around her. She noticed a small window above her, maybe big enough to squeeze out of, but she froze when she heard his hoofsteps approaching. Then the water turned on. Then she opened the shower curtain just a crack. Then just a little more.
And so here she was, having spied on secret Wonderbolt training methods, having snuck into the Wonderbolts’ locker rooms and showers, and was now spying one of the Wonderbolts taking a shower. So awesome! She had hung out with them before, particularly after the Young Fliers Competition, but never been alone with one of them before… particularly Soarin…
The steam was fairly thick in the room but not thick enough to hide the brightly colored pegaus when she leaned too far out and landed on her face right next to him. The sudden noise brought Soarin back to reality, and he quickly looked to see what the cause of it was. He instantly recognized her, of course. Rainbow Dash wasn’t a pony you forget easily. Particularly seeing as she had saved his life once before. And his pie.
“Rainbow Dash? Are you ok?” he asked her, taking the few steps that brought him right by her side. It seemed like the right question. The tile was hard, after all.
“Ow…” was the response. Dash lifted her head, putting a hoof to it and wincing. A trickle of blood ran from one nostril as she unsteadily began to rise. However, she stopped half-way. It was right there. Right in front of her face. Soarin’s cock. It hung from his sheath laxly, the water having apparently relaxed him a lot. She couldn’t take her eyes away from it, her hurt nose and the trouble she could be in completely forgotten.
As he realized where she was staring, Soarin quickly went red in the face and took a step back, his hindquarters sliding back under the shower, his stallionhood swaying back and forth under him. “Uh… you really shouldn’t be back here. I mean, I guess you could have come back here if you’d asked, ‘cause you’re you and all, but next time remember…” he rambled. She couldn’t find words to reply. It was so big, and it wasn’t even hard yet! Of course, as she stared, it started to get even bigger. The water running over and down him only added to the situation, and he quickly was at half-mast.
She knew she had to act now. This wasn’t what she had come here to do, but now she was given an opportunity she’d regret passing up for the rest of her life if she didn’t go for it. She crawled forward, Soarin backing up in concern until his rump touched the wall behind him. Her eyes were still locked on their target, her breathing quickening, her mouth moving ever closer. She passed under the falling water, her mane starting to get soaked, and then her head was under him.
She closed her eyes as she began to lick, running her tongue up and down his length. His eyes went wide as he felt her begin to work his still-hardening shaft over, his mouth open, the only sound he produced being a light gasp.
She reached the base of his member, taking his sheath between her teeth for just a moment playfully and pulling gently, before releasing it and beginning to kiss and suck at the two perfectly shaped orbs that hung beneath him.
As she started to move back up his member, he found his gaze on her ass, which was right next to his shoulder and stuck up in the air. Rainbow Dash had taken up an awkward position under him, the end result giving him an excellent view of her engorged, slightly parted marehood as her juices mixed with the water dripping off her backside. If the attention down below hadn’t already, that sight alone would have made him rock hard.
She ran one last stroke down and to the tip. With her eyes still closed, she fit the head of his cock into her mouth, her tongue swirling around it as his member stretched her mouth wide. Soarin gritted his teeth, closing his eyes tightly as the sky blue mare sucked loudly on the end of his prick. And then she started to push forward, taking more into her mouth. She stopped once he hit the back of her throat, coughing around it as she fought her gag reflex, then started to pull back. With the tip just barely in, she slowly moved forward again, once more resting the end of his dick against her throat. She gave a soft moan muffled by her full mouth
She repeated the motion, setting a slow pace as she took as much as she could. After she was comfortable, she began to up the speed by about twenty percent. Soarin was panting, the moisture in the air making his breathing that much heavier. Suddenly, he got an idea. He turned his head and reached down, just able to make it, and he ran his tongue up Dash’s slit.
The sudden unexpected touch made her jump forward just as his cock bottomed out in her mouth. And so she accidentally took it several inches deeper, into her throat. She coughed and sputtered around his thick stallionhood, before pulling back again. Before he could try to form words asking if she was ok, RD decided to try that again.
She pushed forward, taking his cock past the back of her mouth and into her throat again. She held it there, holding her breath due to the pony dick lodged in her throat. Soarin was in heaven. She held it until her lungs screamed for air, then pulled back, breathing deeply through her one good nostril.
Soarin decided to try to give what he was getting again, and gave Dash’s marehood another lick. This time she didn’t jump, but moaned louder around his cock as she resumed sliding her mouth up and down it. And so he gave her another lick, this time parting her lips a bit deeper. She moaned again. And so he started to eat her out in earnest, his tongue tracing her slit before pressing in deeply, reaching all the right spots.
She took another deep breath before driving her mouth down around his dick, swallowing so her throat gripped and squeezed him as she took inch after inch. She pulled back, letting out her breath and taking another before diving back down, taking more every time. Finally she felt his balls smack against her chin, having taken his entire length. Her throat was stretched around his cock, trying to swallow to give him just that much more pleasure.
And so he pulled his tongue out of her sweet depths, finding her clit and giving her hell. She made a choking noise before pulling his length out of her esophagus, breathing hard and heavy, moaning more as he worked her mound over. She felt his prick starting to swell; she knew he was on the edge. She too sped up her ministrations, taking just what fit in her mouth and bobbing her head up and down.
Dash was the first to hit her climax, her legs wobbling as she struggled to keep sucking, Soarin lapping up her nectar as she came. Her rough, throaty moaning against the end of his member pushed him over the edge quickly, his balls tightening and his cock swelling. The end flared proudly in Dash’s mouth, pressing against the back and pumping shot after shot of cum into her mouth as she tried to swallow it all, unsuccessfully as some seeped out from the corners of her mouth. After he had finished unloading in her, she gave one last suck on his softening stallionhood before letting it go, gasping and panting as she collapsed under him.
Soarin found himself to be on unsteady legs as well, and he quickly dropped to his haunches, his half-softened cock landing on Rainbow Dash’s face as she looked up at him. Half her face was obscured by his still fairly thick member, but the half he could see was smiling contently up at him. She gave him a wink and giggled a bit, her voice hoarser than normal.
He smiled back. And he saw something there. Well, now that I think about it, today I’m not too busy for a marefriend… “Say,” he began, still out of breath. “Wanna go out for some pie?”
