After Party
By Liquid Rainbows
WHOOSH! Through the sky flew six figures, clad in blue uniforms, trails of smoke streaming out behind them as they soared. The audience gasped in amazement, watching the Wonderbolts twirl, dive, and preform all sorts of tricks in the evening sky. Rainbow Dash, of course, was one of these audience members, rapt with awe and slight jealousy. All her life, Dash wanted to be up there, flying with the Wonderbolts, but alas, she had to be content to merely watch. At that moment, it was more than sufficient. Dash had been excited to see this show for awhile now, and it was well worth the wait. The Wonderbolts were traveling all around Equestria, preforming shows in all the towns and cities. When Dash learned this, she immediately went to find out when they were coming to Ponyville.
Unfortunately for her, the show was coming to an end, with the Wonderbolts putting on an incredible finale, complete with lightening infused smoke trails and everything. The audience cheered as the Wonderbolts passed by overhead, disappearing off to somewhere nearby, ending the show. Ponyville didn't exactly have a stadium, and the performance had taken place in a field just outside Ponyville. Must of the attendees were standing up now, slowly returning back to the nearby town. It was already late evening, and the sun was now getting ready to set in the west, illuminating the entire countryside in a golden glow.
Dash remained seated in the field, not quite ready to leave just yet, even after everyone had gone. She was sitting at the apex of a hill, with a good enough view to watch as the sun descended over the horizon. It was a beautiful sight, and the prefect way to end and already awesome day. The golden glow faded to orange, then to red, then to purple, the sky turning dark and the world turning shadowed. The first signs of stars began to light up the sky, thousands of little twinkles in the sea of space. When twilight had passed into dusk, Dash finally rose, trotting her way back to the streets of Ponyville, no idea what was about to happen next.
To Soarin's surprise, the Ponyville inn was much larger than he would have imagined. From the outside, it looked like a rather quaint place, but on the inside, it seemed more like the kind of hotel you would find in Canterlot, what with the fancy decor, and that unmistakable hotel smell. The other Wonderbolts, save for Spitfire, had already rented their rooms, and now it was just him. Spitfire was at the counter, chatting with a dapper looking stallion with an obvious Canterlot accent. Soarin just stood there and let them sort things out. In the meantime, he occupied himself by admiring the paintings on the wall, which were all of assorted fruit. After a few minutes, and the exchange of bits, Spitfire trotted up to Soarin with what could only be described as a nervous grin.
"Sooo, did everything go alright?" Soarin asked, raising a brow.
"Well, kind of, yeah. We'll be sharing a room." Spitfire responded. Soarin tried to mask his surprise.
"Ummm, what?"
"There was only one room left, luckily for two ponies." Spitfire sighed, then smiled. "I guess this means you'll have to pay for half of the rent, huh?" Soarin scoffed jokingly.
"Yeah, yeah." He replied, "Bug me about it tomorrow. So, which room do we have?" Spitfire beckoned for Soarin to follow.
"This way." The two of them trotted down the hallway towards the staircase. Everything, it seemed, was draped in red carpeting. The floors, the stairs, the chairs, the everything. Their room was on the third floor, at the end of the hall and to the left. Upon entering, Soarin was again amazed at the sheer fanciness. Their were two beds, draped with red sheets, a polished wooden dresser, fine tapestries, and in the back, there was a small kitchen and bathroom. Overall, it was a more than adequate place to stay for the night. Spitfire slipped from her Wonderbolts uniform and flopped back onto one of the beds. Soarin undressed as well, his light blue coat finally freed from it's tight suit. It was then that he noticed Spitfire looking at him.
"Mmm, someone's looking strong aren't they?" Soarin felt himself flush with heat, blushing. Spitfire hopped off the bed, walking by Soarin and tracing a hoof along his side. He felt himself shuddering. Spitfire trotted around behind him and along his other side, giggling at his obvious discomfort. Spitfire then laid back down on the bed in an extremely saucy manner, giving Soarin a wink. Soarin could feel himself getting an erection, and wasn't sure what to do about it. He could feel his wings starting to perk up as well. His mind was telling him to simply leave the room, while is body was telling him to jump on the bed screw her brains out. Spitfire finally yawned and smiled deviously.
"Sorry honey, I'm pretty worn out tonight. I hope you can sleep easily, despite that little problem of yours. Nighty night." With that, Spitfire closed her eyes, leaving Soarin in an extremely awkward position. He tried not to focus on the lustful thoughts passing through his head, and instead decided to leave entirely.
"I-I'm going on a walk." He exclaimed, promptly before cantering out of the room. Soarin trotted down the hall, down the stairs, through the lobby, and out the door as quickly as he could. He was instantly hit with the sweet taste of unfiltered nighttime air. The moon shone brightly in the sky, having just risen, and every star was an orb of light. It wasn't cold, nor was it warm, but instead was a comfortable temperature, and it felt great. The breeze was soft, snaking it's way along Soarin's back and bristling him awake. He began trotting down the quiet roads of Ponyville, moving in the direction of the field where the he had just done his show. It was clear that dusk has only just passed, and only now were lights beginning to go out in the buildings around him. That's when he spotted her. A lonely figure was walking down the street, opposite his direction. On closer inspection, she was a pegasus like him, blue with a rainbow mane. She seemed oddly familiar.
Rainbow Dash was trotting away from the field, having witnessed the sunset, and was ready to return home. Rather than fly, she wanted to soak up the sights of Ponyville, but she had never expected to see a member of the Wonderbolts walk up to her. Soarin trotted up to Rainbow Dash, intent on finding out where he knew her from. Dash didn't recognize him out of uniform immediately, and instead greeted him with caution.
"Hello there!" Soarin said, trying to ignore his ongoing horniness. "You look familiar, have we met before?" Rainbow Dash eyed him suspiciously.
"Well, what's you name?" She asked.
"The names Soarin." Dash's jaw hit the floor.
"Wait, you're...ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!" Dash continued like this for the next four minutes, before a light bulb lit up in Soarin's head.
"Wait, I remember you! You're the one who pulled off the sonic rainboom, right? And I remember seeing you at the Gala. You saved my pie!" Dash's mind was racing. Is this really happening? Is one of the Wonderbolts really taking to me? Soarin watched her with concern for a moment while she hyperventilated.
"Umm, are you alright?" He asked. After a few seconds, Dash fell backwards, and Soarin swooped down to catch her. She was completely delirious, trying to wrap her head around what was going on. Soarin shifted uncomfortably. The last thing he needed was to be holding a cute mare so close to his body. Dash blinked, finally snapping back to reality. Her broad smile turned into an embarrassed one as she noticed what had just happened.
"Oh, s-sorry about that." She stammered out.
"It's fine." Soarin whispered in response. He held her in silence for awhile longer, half conscious that he was. Dash was blushing, only now noticing the embrace, but didn't say anything. Finally, Soarin released her, looking ready to apologize, but never formed the words. He and Dash were eyeing each other. Dash only now examined his muscular body and sleek frame. Soarin, on the other hand, was noticing her well built yet still attractively feminine form. He couldn't keep dirty thoughts from entering his head.
"Do you mind if I ask your name?" He said, gazing into her dark pink eyes.
"I'm Rainbow Dash." She replied softly, a cocky smile suddenly forming on her lips. "I'm surprised you haven't heard of me." Soarin chuckled.
"Well, pulling off a sonic rainboom is a pretty incredible feat, so I guess I'm surprised too." Dash blushed and turned away, her and Soarin standing in silence for a few moments.
"So, Soarin." Dash began. "Where are you headed?"
"Oh, I was just going back to the field to get some air. Is that where you just came from?" Dash nodded in reply, and Soarin continued. "Well than, Dash, do you want to come with me?" Dash stared into his eyes, ecstatic. She tried to keep her voice calm.
"A-Alright." Soarin moved slowly, Dash now trotting beside him. He wasn't entirely sure what he was doing, but he wanted Dash to be with him. Dash, at the time, would have done anything he wanted her to, and followed quietly beside him. It was a dazzling night, and the two of them shared in its beauty together. Soon, the buildings of Ponyville gave way to the grass of the fields that bordered Ponyville on the northwest. No more buildings blocked up their vision, and now the full view of the peaceful night sky showered its luminescence upon the field below. The ground was like an island, and the void of space was like an infinite ocean stretched out around them. It was such an powerful experience that Dash and Soarin had forgotten where they were, reality shifting starkly back into focus.
They were in the center of the wavy field, standing at the crest of one of the small hills. It wasn't silent, no, far from it. A chorus of crickets chirped from places all around them, the unfiltered wind sent soft moans of sound through the air. The night was alive. Soarin turned to Dash, smiling.
"Sure is nice, huh?" He asked quietly.
"Yeah," Dash replied softly. "Sure is." Soarin turned to look at Dash, who was gazing up into the sky, tracing constellations with her eyes. In the light of the moon, Soarin was baffled by her appearance. She stood as if confidence came naturally to her, which it likely did. In his eyes, she looked gorgeous. Soarin felt that same uncomfortableness again, and could sense heat from down below. Oh god, not this again! Dash noticed him shifting.
"Everything alright, Soarin?" She asked, trying to keep her eyes off of the obvious source of his discomfort. Soarin blushed with embarrassment, trying to look like everything was fine. But he wasn't fine. He knew it. She knew it.
"Um, Dash...do you have a place here in Ponyville?"
"Yeah, of course," Dash replied. "Why do you..." She looked him dead in the eyes. The two merely stared at each other for what felt like a long time. Dash knew exactly what was going on, but couldn't believe it. With all the thoughts running through her head, she could only respond with one thing.
"Follow me." Dash flapped her wings and rose from the ground, motioning for Soarin to follow. Soarin's wings were already itching to spread themselves out, and he had no trouble following behind her. Dash quickly started flying faster, as if challenging Soarin to keep up. He began picking up the pace. The air was colder up here, but nothing too bad, and it helped keep Soarin from getting tired. Soaring at the rate they were, the two pegasi reached Dash's house in no time. It was a sizable abode, lazily floating on the outskirts of Ponyville to the east. Dash landed at the front entrance of her house and stepped inside, Soarin close behind her. It was a nice, comfortable place on the inside, and Dash led Soarin up the staircase to her bedroom.
Her bedroom had a large double bed, some shelves, a dresser, and was directly attached to an open balcony. The two trotted out the archway onto the balcony, which looked out over Ponyville. Here, away from the fields, it was quiet. The moon was high overhead, shining its light over Equestria. Soarin turned to face Dash.
"Dash..." he began, when she cut him off. Rainbow Dash suddenly leaned forward, pouring all her confidence into one single act, and pressed her lips to his. Dash didn't have much experience with stallions, but she knew what he wanted, and more importantly, she knew what she wanted. Dash pulled away, and Soarin was stunned for a few seconds. Dash used that time to guide him back inside and over to her bed, promptly shoving him onto his back. Dash was soon on the bed above him, looking down into his eyes. Soarin blinked a few times. Both were thinking the same thing: Am I dreaming?
Dash locked her lips to his again, this time more feverishly. Soarin returned the kiss, pushing his mouth up into hers. The light kissing soon led to full blown making out, their tongues pressing together enthusiastically. Soarin was soaking up the taste of her mouth, and Dash was getting increasingly excited. She suddenly froze, her tongue still deep in Soarin's mouth, when a deep blush appeared on her cheeks. She could feel Soarin's length pressing against one of her thighs. Dash pulled back and looked at him.
"Eager, huh?" She asked, grinning. Dash started grinding her groin onto his length, making both her and Soarin gasp in sudden pleasure. Dash's wings quickly grew erect, splayed out behind her as she pushed her slit along his member. Soarin couldn't believe how intense the feelings were, and completely succumbed to Dash's motions. She was moving faster, starting to grow wet, coating his rod in slickness. After a few minutes, Dash rose up and positioned herself over Soarin, ready to take his length inside her.
Dropping her full weight downwards, Dash moaned as Soarin's cock reached deep inside her, and began bouncing up and down on top of him. Soarin was amazed at her tightness, and loved the feeling of her warm, velvety walls squeezing his cock. Every nerve in Dash's marehood was being stimulated by the force of Soarin's shaft, and in only made her thrust harder, hungry to soak up as much pleasure as possible. Soarin was moaning, bucking his hips up into her, lost in the wonderful feelings. Dash slammed into him at full force, losing herself as well. The two of them were sweating, the air in the room having grown much hotter. The pleasure was electrifying, and Soarin practically clenched his teeth as surge after surge coursed through him, every movement Dash made another wave of bliss.
Soarin was enjoying himself, but he had other plans in mind than just Dash riding him. Soarin sat up suddenly, pulling Dash off of him and tossing her onto her stomach. He was going to get rough. Dash was too surprised to react, and Soarin pressed a hoof into her back, her stomach pushing into the bed. Soarin used his other hoof to lift up her rear end, causing her back to arch delightfully. Dash was in no position to protest, and Soarin immediately jammed his cock inside of her from behind. He let his stomach rest on her back, keep her pressed down as he slammed into her, his haunches rubbing against her flank. Dash was blushing deeply, clearly not used to being dominated like this. Soarin's face was inches form her own, and he planted kisses along her cheek and neck. As he thrusted mercilessly hard, Dash started grinding her hips up into him, making his length press even deeper, and making the pleasure even more immense. Soarin was humping her wildly, moaning in bliss. Pressure was starting to build up from his groin, and Dash was quickly reaching her climax.
In another sudden movement, Soarin rose and spun Dash onto her back, still inside of her. He quickly wrapped his arms around her in an embrace, resuming his thrusting. Their close proximity only served to escalate the passion, their sweat mixing together, each feeling the others heart beats. Dash felt so safe in his arms, so loved. It felt good, beyond just sexual feelings. He held her so tight that she couldn't even move her arms to return the embrace, and Dash merely gave herself up to him. Every thrust felt so amazing, neither could even believe it. Sneaking up on her without warning, Dash quite abruptly reached her climax. She closed her eyes, crying out and clenching her marehood tightly against him as every nerve in her body exploded in ecstasy. She felt wetness burst from her groin, coating Soarin's length completely. Soon, her orgasm died down, and she relished in the last of it's incredible sensations as Soarin neared his own.
As with Dash, Soarin reached his climax suddenly. He groaned, intense pleasure cascaded through his entire body, and pulled his cock from Dash, allowing the pressure to escape his shaft as he released his seed all over her. For a few seconds, his mind was completely clouded from reality, drowned in an ocean of euphoria. As quickly as it had left, Soarin's mind came crashing back to reality, his orgasm fading away. He collapsed in a panting heap beside Dash, who was groggily recovering. Before long, everything was silent, save the two's heavy breathing.
Dash, using a hoof, was wiping the jizz off her coat and licking it into her mouth, much to Soarin's surprise. After a moment, she noticed him staring, and he smiled.
"That's hot." He whispered, making Dash grin. The two sat together content and happy, for a long time. Soarin's mind drifted to many things, before finally he remembered the hotel room, with it's tapestries and red carpets. I wonder what Spitfire is doing right now...wait...
"Spitfire!" Soarin suddenly exclaimed, bolting upright. Dash was groggily confused.
"Hmm?" She asked, looking up at him.
"Spitfire! She's back at the hotel room, probably wondering where the hell I am. I'm sorry to leave so soon, but I should really get back to her." Soarin jumped up from the bed, rushing towards the balcony, before stopping in his tracks and turning to face Dash.
"Rainbow Dash...I really ought to come back here someday soon. Hell, I bet I could convince the others to do another show here sometime. I really want to see you again."
"Anytime, Soarin, anytime." Dash grinned. With that, Soarin smiled and stepped onto the balcony, spreading his wings and flying off towards the streets of Ponyville. Dash turned her head back to face the ceiling, closing her eyes to sleep. She was smiling, feeling bubbly on the inside.
The performance in the field today had been awesome, but what had just happened, what Soarin had done with her, that was the best show she could have ever asked for...
The End
