A Night to Remember
By Liquid Rainbows
Trying to wrap his mind around everything that was going on might have been a little easier, if not for the headache. Everywhere he looked, more lights flashed, more speakers blasted, more ponies danced wildly to the oppressively loud music. Dusk couldn't even see why anypony would call this a "party." Every party he had been to was a formal affair, with suits and classy orchestral music. This...this was completely different.
Dusk had managed to sneak his way into a little corner near the entrance, as far away from the stage and the dancing ponies as possible. The entire place seemed unpleasantly dark, with the only light coming from the stage, the seizure inducing strobe lights, and some lasers. His stupid friends had told him it was going to be a "fun time," but there was nothing fun about this.
Nearby, one pony was chugging beer and shouting incoherent nonsense, while two others feverishly made out with each other. It was making Dusk more than a little uncomfortable. The only good thing that Dusk could even think of was the music, despite it's volume. It wasn't the best thing he'd ever heard, but it was good nonetheless. He never would of thought he could enjoy techno. A brown, earth pony DJ was up on the stage at the turntables, picking out the tracks as the party goers danced. Dusk decided to just sit back, enjoy the music, and not get himself killed by stepping onto the dance floor.
He had a good view from his corner, and could see that it was a pretty large building, and appeared to have two stories. The staircase was right beside Dusk, and every so often a couple would walk by him and go upstairs to do...obvious things. The entire first floor was one room. One huge, loud, insane room, with a high ceiling and an uncountable number of speakers. The dark stallion couldn't remember what the club was even called. This was just one of the dozens throughout Manehattan.
Every so often, Dusk could spot one of his friends on the dance floor, looking as much like a lunatic as anyone else. After few minutes, when the music had changed to what sounded like drum and bass, one of Dusk's friends came galloping up to him, a dopey smile on his face. It was Trek, Dusk's tan, unicorn companion.
"Hey, Dusky!" He called, raising his voice over the music. "Whatcha doing over here by yourself?"
"Um...nothing, I guess." Dusk replied with a sheepish smile.
"You should totally come out on the floor with us!" Trek exclaimed, grinning. "You won't believe how fine some of these mare's are." Dusk had to admit, he had a point. Although the mare's here seemed a little out of his league.
"Well, I might join you guys a little later. Maybe."
"Don't take too long, numb nuts. DJ Pon-3 will be out here any minute. That's when shit really heats up!"
"DJ...Pon-3?" Dusk asked. Trek gave him an incredulous look, before smiling deviously.
"Yeah man, DJ Pon-3! When she gets out here, it's gonna melt your fuckin' face off!" Dusk winced.
"Well, I'll be sure to keep that in mind."
"Alright, Dusk. I'll see ya around." Trek said, before turning and trotting back into the crowd. Dusk wasn't really sure how he had made friends with ponies like Trek. Although Trek wasn't usually like this. He must have been drunk or something. Or maybe just really excited. The music continued to blast for the next four or five minutes, until finally it grew a little quieter. The ponies on the dance floor began grabbing drinks and talking with each other, and the DJ, sweating and exhausted, trotted from the turntables, leaving a generic song playing. He walked off to the side and grabbed and ice cold bottle of...something, and started chatting with some of the other ponies standing around. The lights calmed down, as did all the party goers. The stage was empty...but only for a little while.
The lights began to dim, except those around the stage, and the entire room was soon soaked in shadows again. The strobes started up, as did the lasers, and all the ponies around the room turned their attention to the stage. His interest piqued, Dusk tentatively trotted a little further into the room to get a better look. The noise in the room, which was comprised only of talking a few moments ago, began rising. The music increased in volume, and in a flash, everypony was cheering. Before he could even wonder why, Dusk saw her.
A gray unicorn, with a cocky smile on her face, sauntered up onto the stage and over to the turntables. The roar of the crowd was deafening. She had electric blue hair, and was wearing a pair of flashy sunglasses. This, Dusk presumed, was DJ Pon-3. Something about her was...captivating. The sheer confidence she displayed was amazing. Dusk was embarrassed enough just being here, he couldn't imagine how nerve wracking it would be to go up on a stage. As the sound of the crowd died, another sound started in its place. From the speakers, music began to play. This wasn't like before. The bass reverberated through Dusk's entire body, making him shudder. As the beat set in, and the music blasted, the crowd went crazier than ever. For the first time, Dusk almost felt like joining them. The noise of the ponies were drowned out completely, and Dusk could only hear, only feel, the music as he stared at DJ Pon-3.
Her movements were so fluid, her smile so real. She was in love with the music, and Dusk could feel her love pouring through the speakers around him. His body was moving mechanically, and he found himself inching further into the room, ever closer to the stage. Every step he made was in sync with the rhythm, but Dusk didn't even notice. He could feel nothing but the music, and see nothing but her. He came to a stop not to far from the stage, and let himself completely go. It was like being in another world entirely, but he could still feel her presence. Whatever dream he was living in, she was the architect. Time lost it's meaning. Dusk normally would have felt very self-conscious, standing in a crowd like this, but none of that mattered. What had probably been hours passed by in minutes. Maybe even seconds. There was a sudden transition.
The music came to a, as Trek would say it, "face melting" finale before quieting down, a sweaty, smiling DJ Pon-3 stepping off the stage and trotting off to the side to get a drink. The lights went up, and some generic music started playing. Everypony cheered. Dusk's mind had difficulty adjusting to reality. It was noisy still, but mostly from the talking. Some ponies had stepped outside into the night to get some air, others got drinks, others left, but most stood around chatting, waiting for the intermission to end.
Some ponies fawned over DJ Pon-3, but after awhile, she stood alone by the drinks, sipping down hearty amounts of whiskey. The crowd was a little smaller now, making Dusk more comfortable, and the lights dimmed slightly. Some ponies started dancing again, and before long, the earth pony DJ from before had gotten back up on stage and began playing tracks. It wasn't nearly as loud as before, but was a nice, easy to deal with volume. DJ Pon-3 swayed slightly, obviously drinking more than she should. Dusk unconsciously moved his way over to her. Before he knew it, Dusk was standing only a few feet beside her, and instantly grew shier than usual. She was so beautiful. Her laid back pose, her curvy body, that ever present, genuine smile. Taking another sip from her drink, DJ Pon-3 turned to him and grinned, causing Dusk to flush.
"Great party, huh?" She asked. Dusk merely stared at her for a second, before finally registering what she said.
"Oh, y-yeah, it's great." He blurted out. "When you g-got up there...that was amazing." DJ Pon-3 giggled charmingly.
"Mmm, thanks." She said. Dusk couldn't tell if she had intentionally sounded so saucy, but he was blushing anyways. DJ Pon-3 was blushing as well, but probably from the alcohol.
"So, DJ Pon-3." Dusk began.
"Please," She cut him off. "Call me Vinyl Scratch."
"So...Vinyl," Just saying her name sounded sweet on his tongue. "How did you learn to do that with the music?"
"Hmm?"
"I mean...it sounded like you were putting your soul into it."
"That's the magic of music, darling" In an instant, Vinyl pulled of her sunglasses and set them aside. Dusk's jaw almost hit the floor. Her eyes were a striking shade of neon red, and they seemed to glow, even in the faint darkness. Vinyl noticed him staring, and did a little twirl.
"Like what you see?" She giggled merrily. Dusk blushed even harder, trying to peel his eyes from her body. She seemed to be enjoying the attention. After sufficiently flaunting herself, Vinyl shakily poured herself another drink. Dusk tried to ignore the heat coming from his groin, and instead looked at her with concern. She was already pretty tipsy. She turned to him, her sharp eyes penetrating his thoughts.
"Want a drink?" She asked.
"Oh, no thanks. I d-don't really drink."
"Wouldn't want to end up like that guy, eh?" Vinyl said, beckoning being Dusk, who turned. Laying on the ground nearby was an unconscious pony surrounded in empty beer cans. Vinyl chuckled and went back to sipping her drink. After a few moments, she looked at him again.
"So, what's your name, honey?"
"Dusk."
"Mmm, how romantic." She cooed. Her gaze was hypnotizing. Every time she looked at him, Dusk couldn't help but look back into her luminescent eyes. It seemed very hot, with all these ponies working themselves out on the dance floor. Vinyl was still sweating lightly, her cheeks as deep a red as her eyes. She almost stumbled once, just from standing, but managed to stay upright, her body swaying.
"Are you alright, Vinyl?" Dusk asked worriedly.
"Yeah, I-I'm fine. I think I had a few too many...too...many..." Vinyl trailed off and stumbled forward, Dusk moving quickly to catch her. He tried to ignore the fact that he was holding her so close to him, and helped prop her up again. Vinyl blinked for a second, before shaking her head.
"Sorry about that, Dusk." She said, sounding a little more awake than before. "I shouldn't have had so much whiskey."
"It's okay. Anything for a good time, am I right?"
"Yeah," Vinyl replied. "A good time..." Vinyl, in her drunken state, could only use very simple though processes, and her mind had led her to one conclusion.
"So...Dusk," She began. "You wanna see a really good time?" Dusk wasn't one to pick up on things.
"Hmm? What do you-"
"Just follow me." Vinyl said, doing her best to walk straight, grabbing Dusk and guiding him along with a hoof. Dusk tried to question, but to no avail. She merely ignored him. Vinyl led him towards the entrance, and Dusk spotted Trek as they passed. Trek noticed Vinyl, and gave Dusk a wink. He still didn't catch on.
Vinyl turned and trotted up the staircase, Dusk close in tow. It was a long flight of stairs, but they soon reached the top. It was quieter up there, though the music could still be heard. They stood at the beginning of a long, carpeted hallway, many doors and rooms branching off to the side. The two of them walked down the hall, to the farthest room on the left. The door hung open, and the room was dark inside. There were some dim lights at the top, but it took a few moments for Dusk’s eyes to adjust.
It seemed to be a bedroom, kind of like a hotel. At the end of the room was a bed, decently sized, which Vinyl immediately started dragging Dusk towards. The gears in his head finally started turning. Dusk pulled his hoof away and took a step back.
“Vinyl…what are you doing?”
“What do you think, darling?” Vinyl pouted. “Come on.”
“But, wait a sec-” Vinyl closed her eyes and moved forward, suddenly, and kissed Dusk on the lips, effectively shutting him up. The music below had quickly gotten louder, and the two of them could make out the rhythmic beating of the bass. Vinyl pulled back and smiled, still a little ditzy. Dusk’s mouth hung open, but he couldn’t focus on closing it. He could only focus on her eyes piercing his brain. She closed them again and leaned in for another kiss.
Dusk didn’t remain stunned this time. He returned the kiss, making Vinyl grin. Taking the queue of consent, Vinyl pushed her tongue past his lips and into Dusk’s mouth. He jolted slightly, but didn’t pull back, savoring the electrifying feel of her tongue exploring the walls of his mouth. After a moment, Dusk returned the gesture, surprised at the wetness of her inner mouth. It tasted almost…sweet. The two moved over to the bed, Dusk lying down on his back. Vinyl crawled her way on top of him, and they continued making out. Dusk was amazed. He hadn’t been with a mare like this since high school.
As they kissed, Dusk cautiously moved his forehooves onto her back. She seemed to enjoy it, and Dusk worked up a little more confidence. He moved his hooves lower, around her lower back, and pulled her forward. Vinyl giggled and arched her back delightfully, inviting Dusk to move lower. He readily complied. Dusked lowered his hooves a little more, rubbing them along her backside, and slowly moving them up again, feeling the curves of her body. While he did this, Vinyl gave Dusk her full force, hungrily snogging him. Dusk could feel his boner growing. After awhile, Vinyl finally pulled back, huffing, her mouth coated in saliva. The music could be heard almost clearly, even from up here. Vinyl smiled in a far too innocent manner, which caused Dusk to raise a brow. Vinyl placed a kiss on his cheek, and began moving downwards, planting kissing along his chest, stomach...
Dusk jolted when he felt her lips brush against the tip of his cock, sending shivers up his spine. Vinyl, using a hoof, began gently stroking up and down his length, making Dusk moan. Even the softest movements she made felt amazing. Moving her hoof away, Vinyl licked the head of his member, dragging her tongue downwards, all the way to the base. Dusk felt his hips wanting to buck upwards, but kept himself under control. She continued on, licking every inch of his cock, slowly moving faster. The feel of her warm, wet tongue was exhilarating. Vinyl stopped at the top, wrapping the head of his shaft in her mouth, and moved down, taking half of it in. She started bobbing her head on his member, falling into sync with the music, sending waves of pleasure through Dusk's entire body. She moved faster, taking it deeper with each downward movement. Vinyl moved her head all the way down, taking his entire length into her throat. She closed her eyes and held this position for a moment, before pulling her head away. She was panting, drool dripping from her mouth, and Dusk's cock. She wiped her mouth clean with a smile, before slowly licking all the way up his member again. Finished with her blowjob, Vinyl creeped her way back up Dusk's body, positioning herself over him.
"Are you ready for this, honey?" She asked him.
"Yeah...I'm ready." Vinyl smiled and gave him a wink. Slowly letting herself fall, Vinyl could feel the head of Dusk's shaft penetrating her. As he sunk deeper inside, Vinyl moaned loudly, experiencing the initial onslaught of pleasure coursing through her. She began bouncing up and down on top of him, eager to continue the wonderful feelings. Dusk could only gasp. He couldn't believe how good it felt, her tight, warm marehood squeezing his cock. As she pounded him, Dusk began pushing upwards, matching her rhythm, which in turn matched that of the music below them. She could feel his length massaging her inner walls, stimulating every nerve in her groin. It was making her wet, which only made her thrust harder.
Dusk was resting his hooves on her thighs, helping to push her down with each slam, but began pulling them upwards, caressing her hips and sides. As she moaned, Dusk pulled her in closer to him, wrapping his hooves around her back again. He was doing more of the work now, pushing his shaft up into her, but it felt just as incredible as before. They were sweating now, feeling the heat of the room, and the heat of each others breath. Their heartbeats pounded in beat with the music. Dusk rubbed his hooves up and down along her back and flank, lost in her warmth. After continuing like this for a few minutes, Dusk began to slow his pace. Soon, he laid still, Vinyl rested on top of him, both huffing.
Without further hesitation, Dusk moved his hooves from her back, pushing her onto the bed beside him. She wasn't quick to react, and Dusk rolled Vinyl over onto her back. He pulled her backside upwards, allowing for easier access, promptly before slamming her cock into her from behind. Vinyl let out a cry of shock and pleasure, feeling his length deeper than ever before. He pumped into her mercilessly, rocking her entire body. Her soft whimpers were beginning to grow into elated moans. She began pushing her flank up into him, grinding on his hip as he slammed into, maximizing the pleasure they both felt. The music below was reaching its crescendo, just as Vinyl and Dusk were reaching their climax. Dusk felt the groundswell rising in his balls, and Vinyl felt the quivering, rising sensation.
In sync with the music, they both reached their orgasm. Vinyl felt wetness burst from her marehood, but was otherwise numbed from pleasure. She clenched Dusk's cock for all it was worth, milking every drop of bliss that she could. Dusk groaned, feeling intense waves of ecstasy flowing through his body, escaping from the head of his member as he shot stream after stream of thick, sticky cum deep into Vinyl's body. He kept slamming into her, completely electrified with pleasure. Soon, the sensations began to fade, Dusk finally pulling out and falling down beside Vinyl, who rolled onto her back, panting in exhaustion. They could no longer here the thrum of the music, but were left in a comfortable silence together.
Vinyl rolled onto her side, staring into Dusk's eyes, causing him to fall into a hypnotic trance again. She giggled, snuggling up close to him. Dusk wrapped a hoof around her, cuddling up with her, enjoying the warmth radiating from her body. They sat in silence a long while, Dusk finally whispering to her.
“Do…do you think you’ll remember me in the morning?” Vinyl stared at him a long time.
“Yes.” She replied, a grin breaking out on her face. “I do.”
It didn’t matter that the music below had quieted away. For Dusk, the music was still playing in his heart. It was a beautiful song, one that wrapped him and Vinyl in its warm embrace, and guided them off to sleep.
The End
