Octavia left the restaurant with a small smile on her face, it was good to see ponies who deserve it get their comeuppance.

“Tavi! Wait up!” Vinyl shouted from behind her as she cantered up to the cellist.

“Why are you running Vinyl?” Octavia asked as the unicorn pulled up to her side, “I’m not going anywhere.”

Vinyl gave her a flat stare,

“How was I supposed to know that you weren’t gonna disappear on me or something.”

Octavia rolled her eyes, but nonetheless a smile managed to creep onto her face.

“Well, come along then. Home is waiting.”

The two musicians resumed a slow pace, not in any real hurry to get anywhere. Neither of them took notice of the sudden warming sensation passing through them. They enjoyed the others presence as they meandered their way through Ponyville. The town was in the stages of shutting down, sunset was approaching and ponies were finishing up their last tasks of the day.

“Hey Tavi,” Vinyl said softly.

Octavia turned her head and arched an eyebrow,

“Yes Vinyl?”

“I just wanted to make sure you know that I really do like your cello music, its nice when you play it.”

Octavia paused, her friend had never said something like before. Sure, they always argued good naturedly about their respective genres, but never had either of them admitted that they enjoyed the others.

“Thank you, Vinyl,” Octavia finally answered, “and I must admit, your techno music, including your ‘wubs’ do have some sort of… appeal to them.”

The unicorn’s face exploded into a huge grin and she threw her forelegs around Octavia’s shoulders and pulled her into a tight hug.

“Awww Tavi! I knew you cared!”

Octavia blushed fiercely as her friend buried her face into her shoulder. She stood there awkwardly as she tried to figure out what to do.

“Vinyl,” she said softly, “what are you doing?”

“Duh, I’m hugging you,” came the reply as the unicorn tightened the hug, “have I ever told you that your fur is like, the softest? I could just do this forever.”

Octavia sputtered,

“Vinyl, please not in public?”

The DJ groaned, but a few seconds later she released the cellist from her grip. Octavia had an embarrassed look on her face that matched the beaming smile on the Unicorn’s.

“What’s that look for Tavi?” Vinyl said curiously.

Octavia sighed,

“Nothing Vinyl, lets head home shall we?”

Vinyl nodded, and the two musicians once again resumed their trek towards their house. This time however, Vinyl was walking quite a bit closer to the cellist. Close enough that Octavia could feel her friend’s fur brush against hers with every step. It was a bit closer than how friends normally walked together in public, but Octavia didn’t really see a problem with it. If anything Octavia thought it was rather pleasant.

But soon enough, Vinyl unknowingly brought herself closer and closer to her friend, until they were literally leaning on each other as they walked down the street. This was definitely more intimate than was customarily allowed, but once again Octavia rather enjoyed the sensation.

A few minutes later they saw turned down the walkway that lead to their front door, Vinyl opened it with her magic and they both tried to squeeze through together. Sadly, the door was not wide enough for the two ponies to pass through.

“Sorry,” they said together as they turned their heads to look at each other.

They promptly froze when they realized how exactly close they were. Their muzzles were little more than an inch apart, and Vinyl’s crimson eyes stared straight into Octavia’s purple, neither of them looking away. Twin blushes crept onto their faces as they looked at each other.

“Hey neighbors!” a voice suddenly called from behind them. The two musicians jumped apart in shock and turned around to see their friends Lyra and BonBon.

“Oh, hello,” Octavia said a little breathlessly, “I can trust that you are well Lyra?”

“Mmhmm,” the mint green unicorn nodded, “just getting back from Sugarcube Corner with the ol’ ball and chain here,” she said while motioning towards BonBon.

The cream colored earth pony just rolled her eyes at her marefriends familiar antics.

Vinyl looked petulantly at Octavia.

“Tavi! Why didn’t we go to Sugarcube Corner,” the unicorn whined.

Vinyl rubbed her face with her hoof,

“Because we had dessert at the restaurant Vinyl.”

“Oh yea”

“You can never get enough dessert in my opinion,” Lyra said, much to Vinyl’s agreement.

“What she said Tavi!” Vinyl said while pointing a hoof at the mint-green unicorn, “Maybe I should just hang out with her from now on.”

“Vinyl,” Octavia sighed, “go inside.”

With her hopes of more dessert crushed, Vinyl hung her head low and slowly stepped inside the house.

Octavia turned back to her neighbors,

“Sorry, you know how she gets.”

Lyra waved a hoof,

“Don’t worry about it, well.. have a goodnight!” she said as her and her marefriend entered their house.

Sighing, Octavia turned around and headed inside.

“Vinyl!” she called out, “Where did you go?”

The cellist went around the corner that led to the kitchen and promptly froze in her tracks. There was her roommate, standing there with a challenging look on her face, and cradled in one of her legs, was Octavia’s private stash of chocolate mint chip ice cream.

“Vinyl Scratch,” the cellists voice was dangerously low, “what are you doing with my ice cream.”

Vinyl narrowed her eyes.

“Well, since somepony didn’t take me to Sugarcube Corner, I feel the need to satisfy my sweet tooth a little more tonight,” as she said this a spoon floated up from behind her, surrounded in the blue glow of the unicorn’s horn.

“Don’t you dare.”

Vinyl shot Octavia a predatory smirk as she popped the lid of the carton with her magic. She stared hard at the cellist as she slowly brought the spoon closer and closer to the icy treat.

“Vinyl Scratch, this is your final warning,” Octavia said dangerously.

The DJ didn’t respond as she scooped up a spoonful of the ice cream.

Octavia thrust a hoof towards the DJ, shaking as she seethed in rage.

“Celestia herself won’t be able to help you if you take a bite of that.”

The smirk on Vinyl’s face only grew larger as the spoon slowly floated towards her mouth.

“Aren’t you going to stop me Tavi?” Vinyl teasingly said, “I thought this was your, private. stash.”

Octavia didn’t do anything, jsut watched in pure anger as the DJ ate the spoonful of ice cream, swishing it around in her mouth as she exaggeratingly moaned as the taste rolled over her tongue. She swallowed it was a a content “Ahhhhh”, and swiftly took another spoonful.

“Thats the good stuff,” she said with a smirk, “now for spoonful number 2.”

With a shriek of rage Octavia suddenly threw herself at the DJ. Her forehooves leading as she tried to tackle the unicorn.

“Oh buck!” Vinyl shouted as she dodged out of the way of the berserk cellist. Octavia missed her by scant inches, and swiftly turned around to make another pass. Amidst her dodging, Vinyl momentarily lost focus and the spoonful of ice cream floating in the air was suddenly launched at Octavia’s face.

It hit her with a wet splotch, splashing half melted ice cream across her cheek.

“Oh horseapples! Tavi, I’m sorry,” the DJ swiftly apologized.

But the cellist was having none of it, she launched herself towards the unicorn once again.

For the next few minutes, Vinyl was fighting for her life to defend the ice cream from the Tyranny of Octavia. But sometime during it the shouts and calls of rage turned into laughter and giggles. The two mare’s danced around each other, Octavia missing the carton by scant inches.

Vinyl’s hoof suddenly caught on a piece of furniture, preventing her from dodging. She turned her head to see her roommate already in motion.

“Oh buck!” she shouted as she was tackled to the ground. The carton slipped from her hooves to go skittering across the floor away from the two mares. Octavia ended up on top of the DJ, straddling her as she looked down on her. They both were panting slightly, breathy giggles still escaping from their mouths.

Looking back on this night in the future, Vinyl still had no idea what drove her to do what she did. Acting solely on instinct, the DJ leaned upwards and licked the ice cream off Octavia’s face. She dragged her tongue upwards, acquiring every drop of the tasty dessert she could.

Afterwards she leaned back, resting her head on the floor. Octavia reached a hoof up and touched her cheek, unsure if her roommate just did what she did. With her eyes wide open in surprise, she looked down into Vinyl’s, who was just as confused as her.

A split second later Octavia leaned down and crushed her lips to Vinyl’s. Acting purely on instinct, Vinyl wrapped her hooves around the cellist, pulling her to him as their lips intertwined. Octavia buried her hooves in Vinyl’s mane and she pushed down more and more onto the unicorn.

Vinyl moaned into the kiss as she felt Octavia’s tongue slip into her mouth. She swiftly brought up her tongue to meet it, the two of them dancing in each others mouth. Octavia could still taste the remnants of the ice cream inside the DJ’s mouth, the slight chill of it still present. On and on they kissed, a surprising amount of passion between them.

Eventually, Octavia broke the kiss and leaned back, once again looking into Vinyl’s eyes.

“What did you do!?” Octavia shouted, “You licked me!”

“Well you kissed me!” the DJ screamed back at her.

The two mares stared at each other in complete silence for a split second before diving back into another kiss. Vinyl brought her hooves up and brushed them through Octavia’s mane as she fought for dominance in her mouth. The unicorn rolled, pulling the cellist under her. Or at least she tried to, as Octavia just conserved the momentum and once again put herself on top.

Octavia traced her hooves down Vinyl’s sides, feeling the unicorn shudder under her as her she approached her flanks. The DJ moaned loudly into the kiss as she felt her cutiemarks being traced by the cellist. She squirmed around on her back as she felt her marehood beginning to moisten. The smell of feminine need began to permeate the air as the two musicians savored the taste of the others mouth.

Vinyl broke the kiss and leaned back, panting loudly.

“Bedroom?”

Octavia nodded.

“Mine.”

Vinyl pulled herself out from under the cellist and bolted to the bedroom, Octavia hot on her hooves. Upon reaching the bedroom door she threw it open and stepped inside. She was only able to take in the princess-sized bed dominating the room for a split second before Octavia tackled her onto it.

Once again Octavia ended on top of the DJ, mashing her lips to hers once again. This time she started to openly grope the DJ’s plot, kneading the supple flesh eagerly. Matching the cellist’s enthusiasm. the DJ moved her hooves down the cellist’s flank. They moaned into each other’s mouth as as they kneaded each others plots. Grinding their chests and fur together as they writhed about in mutual pleasure.

Sadly, they couldn’t kiss forever as they had to breath at some point. So finally after their lungs were practically burning, they pulled apart, both of them gasping for breath.

“How long did you feel this way?” Octavia asked.

“Since before we moved in together.”

The cellist bopped Vinyl on the snout,

“Dammit Vinyl, why didn’t you tell me?”

The DJ looked down forlornly,

“Well, by that time we were friends, and I didn’t want to ruin that okay.”

Octavia cupped the DJ’s chin, bringing it up so she could look into her eyes once again.

“Well, we’ll just have to make up for missed time now shall we?”

With that said, Octavia leaned over the bed and pulled open one of her nightstand drawers. What was inside was best described as an armory of marital aids.

“Holy Buck Tavi? Where did you get these?” Vinyl asked as she licked her lips in anticipation.

“Well, you know how every year we both have a show in Las Pegasus? Theres a little store I know there that specializes in these type of things. I stumbled across it one year, and have been buying one every time we went there since.”

Vinyl shook her head in disbelief,

“Sheesh, you use all of these?” then a second later she added, “thats hot.”

Octavia gave Vinyl a sultry grin, letting that question answer itself.

“Now Vinyl, which one do you want to use first?”

Vinyl bit her lip as she looked at the arsenal laid out in front of her, eventually she picked out a simple looking vibrator, a little smaller than the average stallion. With a slightly awkward grin she handed it to Octavia. The cellist beamed at the unicorn as she took it from her,

“Oh, this is a good one. Easily one of my favorites.”

Vinyl blushed as a wave of heat coursed through her body at the thought of Octavia pleasuring herself with the vibrator. Writing in ecstasy as she thrust it in and out of herself, sexy little moans escaping from her mouth. Octavia chuckled as she watched her friend drift off into fantasy land, she always did have good imagination.

The cellist leaned forward and gave Vinyl a quick kiss to bring her back to the present. The DJ blinked a few times and shook her head to clear the mental fog from it.

“Stay with me Vinyl, whatever you’re thinking, I’m sure we can work something out in the future. But for right now…” her voice trailed off as she started to trace lovebites and suckles down the unicorn’s neck.

Vinyl squirmed as Octavia worked her way lower and lower. She was so sensitive, every single touch and caress seemed to heighten her arousal further. The silk sheets below her seemed to glide across her fur as the cellist approached her dripping core.

After savoring every inch of Vinyl’s body she could, Octavia eventually came face to crotch with Vinyl’s soaked marehood. Even without direct stimulation it was already drooling with need. The powerful odor of Vinyl’s marehood pierced the air, and Octavia started to drool as a result.

Licking her lips, Octavia couldn’t resist at least taking a sample of the feast in front of her. Vinyl watched in silence as her friend neared her dripping core. Then a thought occurred to her, friend? it seemed as though they were a bit beyond “friend” at this point. That line of thinking was quickly terminated as Octavia’s tongue made contact.

The cellist slowly licked up Vinyl’s inner thigh, collecting all of the secreted juices she could. The unicorn’s taste exploded in her mouth, it was deliciously sweet, and had a bit of an electric tingle aftertaste. It was something that Octavia would happily become addicted to. The cellist soon made her way down the other leg, rolling her prize across her tongue.

Vinyl’s head lolled around as the cellist’s tongue explored her. Mapping every imperfection, groove, and muscle surrounding her marehood.

“Tavi,” Vinyl whined breathlessly.

She wrapped the cellist mane around her hooves, guiding her to her weeping slit. Her entire body went limp as she felt the strong muscle force itself into her. Slipping past her outer lips with no resistance. It squirmed around inside her, grinding against her inner walls in its quest for more of the DJ’s nectar. Vinyl’s legs quivered as she spread them wide, giving Octavia total access to her hidden treasure.

Octavia brought her hooves up to Vinyl’s flanks, groping her as she feasted away. She held to DJ to her needy mouth, making sure through all of the unicorn’s squirming that her mouth was still on target.

On and on Octavia end, plunging her tongue into the DJ’s marehood with brutal efficiency. Pumping in an out and she lapped up the secreted juices. Under her ministration, Vinyl was quickly turned into a moaning, quivering, mass of sex and flesh.

All of a sudden, the cellist pulled away, and Vinyl whimpered piteously at her retreat. She swiftly was silenced as a soft buzzing filled the air.

Octavia held the vibrator in one of her hooves, it was only on the low setting for now. With a knowing grin she brought it to the unicorn’s lower lips, tracing it up and down her slit. She heard Vinyl gasp as the vibrations traveled up her spine. The DJ started to shift her hips in a vain attempt to draw the vibrator in deeper.

Octavia smiled wickedly as she teased the unicorn. She traced the DJ’s puffy nether lips, only putting a slight amount of pressure onto the vibrator. Vinyl’s marehood was drooling with need as it was manipulated, clenching at nothing as pleasure lanced through the unicorn.

“Tavi” Vinyl whined again, “please”

“Now Vinyl,” Octavia chided, “what have I had about patience?”

The DJ let out a particularly loud groan as Octavia brushed protruding clit, arching her back as the pleasure lanced through her entire body.

“But, I suppose I have teased you long enough,” Octavia continued.

Vinyl’s entire body froze as she felt the cellist position the vibrating toy at her entrance. With an agonizingly slow penetration, Octavia pushed the toy into her, a low, keening wail sounded from the DJ’s mouth as it hung open in bliss. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, it took far too much effort to keep it in.

Octavia watched on in glee as Vinyl’s hungry marehood swallowed the toy. The great rivulets of the mare’s nectar escaping from her lubricating it as it plunged deeper and deeper.

Vinyl began to toss her head from side to side as the waves of pleasure cascaded over her. Even on the low setting the vibrations were rocketing through her body. She could feel her marehood clutching vainly at the smooth plastic of the toy, Octavia put a hoof on one her legs t limit her squirming, leaving her completely at the mercy of the cellist.

Eventually, the toy hilted in the unicorn, its entire length vibrating along the DJ’s tunnel. Half formed sentences and gasps sounded from her as she quivered around the toy buried in her. Every single vibration from the toy seemed to reverberate through her.

Smiling in glee, Octavia watched as her friend writhed in pleasure in front of her. She slowly began to pull the toy out of the DJ. It was much harder than she thought, Vinyl’s powerful inner muscles were doing their best to hold the faux-stallionhood inside.

VInyl moaned deliriously at the toy’s departure, the feeling of emptiness dominating her mind. She bucked her hips upward in order to pull it back inside, desperate for the sensation of it filling her once again.

“Patience Vinyl,” Octavia said as she pushed the toy back into her.

The DJ let out a shuddering sigh of contentment as she was penetrated once again. The overwhelming sensation of the vibrations sending her mind into a tailspin. Octavia quickly built up a slow rhythm, her musicians instinct kicking in to keep a constant pace. In and out, in and out, in and out.

Vinyl lost herself in the feeling of the vibrator, surrendering completely to the sensations. Her forelegs clutched vainly at the bedsheets, her muscles tightening as she squirmed around. Her already messy mane became even more so as her head lolled from side to side. She could hear the lewd squelches coming from her marehood as the vibrator was pumped into it, the smell of her sex making the air thick with her need.

Octavia wordlessly leaned forward and captured the DJ’s stiff clit in her mouth. Vinyl’s entire body tensed as the cellist suckled the bundle of nerves into her mouth. Her tongue danced across it, teeth biting down lightly. Finally, after a few seconds of struggling to comprehend the new font of pleasure, a scream of pure ecstasy erupted from the DJ.

“Tavi!” she screamed in delirium.

“Oh, Vinyl,” Octavia cooed as she twisted the base of the vibrator.

Immediately, the intensity of the vibrations inside Vinyl’s marehood quadrupled. Her entire body seemed to quake in the aftershocks, her hips bucked wildly as her nerves exploded under the stimulation.

Octavia’s tempo increased as well, plunging the toy in and out of the DJ with reckless abandon. The toy itself was little more than a blur, fucking the DJ so fast the feelings of fullness and emptiness blended into one continuous sensation. The DJ could feel her orgasm approaching, a swirling vortex of pleasure pooling in her gut. A fire threatening to consume her entire being.

With a sudden tug on her clit, Vinyl exploded.

Her juices erupted from her, straight into Octavia’s face. The great spurts of her nectar soaking the cellist before she could even hope to react. Vinyl screamed, the sound reverberating through the entire room as he back arched off the bed. Stars exploded onto her vision as her hips bucked wildly. Great chains of curses and vulgarities came from her mouth.

Throughout all of this Octavia kept the toy completely hilted in the DJ. SHe eagerly swallowed the eruptions of marecum that erupted from the DJ, savoring the sweetness of it before finally swallowing it.

The cellist finally decided the DJ had had enough, and made to pull the toy out but Vinyl’s forehooves suddenly pushed Octavia’s away. The cellist leaned back in shock as the DJ held the toy buried in her. She writhed around on the bed, burying her face into the bedsheets as her orgasm continued. Octavia watched in awe as the DJ almost violently shook. Eventually, before the DJ could suffer permanent nerve damage, Octavia reached forward and pulled Vinyl’s hooves away and pulled it out.

As soon as they toy left her, the DJ went completely limp. She heaved great ragged breaths as she basked in the afterglow of her titanic orgasm. Her entire body seemed to be sore, and her throat was totally dry. Vinyl turned her head and looked at the cellist below her,

“Dude….. awesome.”

Octavia giggled and crawled upwards so her face was once again above Vinyl’s. She bent down captured the unicorn’s lips in a gentle kiss. For a few minutes they just savored each others presence, but soon enough Octavia pulled away.

“What do you want to do now Vinyl? We can do whatever you want,” Octavia cooed.

Vinyl bit her lip and looked towards Octavia’s collection reaching a hoof down, she came up with easily the biggest toy Octavia had ever bought. It was double headed, and each end was much larger than an average stallion, to an almost obscene amount. It was pink, and slightly translucent, with ribs, bumps, and ridges all along its length.

“How did I know you were going to pick that one?” Octavia said with a sigh.

“Cause look at the size of this bucking thing Tavi! Why did you even buy it? damn.”

“It was on sale…” Octavia mumbled.

“Yea well, buck yourself with it,” Vinyl said with a smirk.

Octavia’s mouth dropped open,

“Vinyl, you can’t be serious! That things a gimmick!”

Vinyl waggled a hoof,

“You said we could do whatever I wanted,” she waggled the massive toy, “so you’re going to do this.”

Octavia opened her mouth to shoot down the DJ, but Vinyl was pulling out her trump card. The DJ’s lower lip began to quiver, as her eyes went wide and began to water. Vinyl whimpered slightly as her eyes bore into Octavia’s: she was pulling off the perfect puppy face. The cellist’s resolve crumbled into dust under the onslaught.

“Fine, but after we find out how pointless it is for this thing even to fit, we’ll do something else okay?”

Vinyl nodded eagerly as the cellist took the toy from her hook.

Slumping in defeat, Octavia rolled to the side, laying on her back next to the DJ.

“Nuh uh,” Vinyl added, “turn around and lift your flank filly!”

Knowing it was useless to argue, Octavia twisted around and raised her plot, resting her head on a pillow. Vinyl clacked her hooves together and shifted to the foot of the bed for the best view.

And what a view it was. Despite its lack of attention, Octavia's marehood was soaked in her juices. Her crotch was covered in a sheen of her sex as stray drops if it dripped to the bedsheets below. Her nether lips were swollen and puffy, slightly opened, giving a peak of the pleasures they contained within.

Octavia brought one of the heads of the massive toy to her core, rubbing it up and down a few times to properly lubricate it. She let out a small moan as she did this, the varying textures of the toy sending stray bolts of pleasure up her spine.

Finally, after it was thoroughly covered with her nectar, she placed the head of the toy at the entrance to her tunnel, the sheer size of it making her cringe slightly. WIth a grunt, Octavia thrust it forward. It managed to spread her open slightly, sending fresh waves of her marecum down it’s length, but to Vinyl’s chagrin, it did not go in.

“See Vinyl, I told you. Its to big!” Octavia said, not even wanting to give the thing a second chance.

“Since when have you quit so easily Tavi? Give it another shot,” the DJ chided.

“Fine,” Octavia groaned.

She readied herself for the second push, and just as she was about to do so a wave of warmth spread through her body. It didn’t appear to have a single start or end point, she was just spontaneously covered by it. She felt her entire body relax. as if she had just gotten a massage of some sort.

And then her nether lips spread open and sucked the head of the toy into her. She felt her body spread open, almost eagerly, as the first few inches of the dildo disappeared. She let out a low keening moan, she felt so full, and her entire body seemed to cry out for more.

“Whoa,” Vinyl said in disbelief as she watched the scene in front of her. She only told the cellist to do this as a joke, never in a million years did she think that the damn thing would fit!

Taking deep, gasping breaths Octavia slowly fed the toy to her hungry pussy. She could feel her tunnel being stretched, forced open wide as the gigantic faux-cock burrowed deeper and deeper. She could feel the varying texture of it, the bumps and ridges grounded against her inner walls. Her entire tunnel seemed to be a sweet spot, every single inch of it was more sensitive that the cellist could have ever believed. Eventually, the head of the toy bumped against her cervix, it literally filled her to the brim.

“Ohhhhh…” Octavia moaned as the front half of her body went completely limp. The foreleg holding the toy collapsing to her side. For a few seconds she was able to to savor the feeling of being filled so completely. Her pussy was wrapped so tightly around the toy that Octavia probably could have drawn a map of it.

She suddenly felt a hoof on her flank,

“Oh no, I said you’re going to buck yourself with this,” Vinyl said as her other hoof grabbed ahold of the half buried toy. She pulled it out, having to use a surprising amount of effort as Octavia’s marehood was clutching in it a death grip. Inch of the knobby toy reappeared from the cellist’s marehood, and Vinyl realized just how much of it was really in there.

“Sheesh Tavi, how in the hay did you fit this in you?” Vinyl said as she shook her head in disbelief.

Octavia groaned as she felt the toy leaving her. Its journey out was just as pleasurable as its journey in. She could feel her muscles clutching it in a vain attempt to hold it inside, her entire body seemed to scream its desire to be filled once again.

Her unspoken request was quickly fulfilled by the DJ, who reversed her arms direction, mercilessly plunging the toy into the cellist once again. Vinyl’s speed was much greater than the cellists, and Octavia bit the pillow in front of her to keep from screaming. The sensation of the toy’s texture was even more intense at this greater speed, the different sensations blending together into a single orgasmic stream. Again the toy hit bottom, and Octavia yelped as she was filled once again.

“Oh yea,” Vinyl said, “this was a good idea.”

With that said the DJ built up a brutal rhythm. It was steady and relentless, fucking the cellist into a delirium of feeling. Half formed sentences and expletives sounded from the cellist’s mouth as her pussy was pounded. Her entire world boiled down to this single, debauched act.

Vinyl smirked as he friend began to lightly hump back against the toy, instinctively begging for more.

“Damn, filly. This must feel bucking amazing,” the DJ said with a slight chuckle.

Without warning Octavia’s hoof suddenly shot out from her side, yanking the DJ to the bed. Before Vinyl could react, Octavia had managed to force her to her back and crawl on top of her. The cellist had a positively dangerous smile on her face as she looked down on the unicorn.

“Oh Vinyl,” she said, “you have no idea, but you’re about to find out.”

Octavia reached around behind her and Vinyl’s mouth dropped open in shock as she felt the second head of the toy pushing up against her own marehood. Octavia leaned down and gently pecked Vinyl on the cheek.

“You have no idea.”

With that, Octavia began feeding the second half of the toy into her lover.

Vinyl wrapped her legs around the cellist and held her in a death grip as she felt the toy begin to force its way into her.

“Tavi…” the DJ moaned, “ohhhhh…”

Octavia hmmed in delight as she felt more and more of the toy disappear into the DJ, she could see exactly what Vinyl was feeling as the unicorn’s face twisted in pleasure.. Small, breathy moans slipped from the DJ’s mouth, and Octavia just smiled in bliss.

The cellist’s juices ran down the joy connecting the two, mixing with Vinyl’s before finally falling to the bedsheets below. Eventually, Octavia stopped using her hoof to guide the toy in, instead she just kept lowering her hips, penetrating the DJ as a stallion would. Many moments later, the two musicians groins lightly slapped together, the toy completely buried in the two.

Octavia leaned down and nibbled on Vinyls ears, toying with the sensitive flesh.

“Doesn’t it feel.. fantastic?” Octavia cooed, already knowing the answer.

Vinyl, at this point, was literally incapable of forming a coherent response. The entirety of her mind was devoted to the single purpose of processing the sheer amount of pleasure overwhelming her. Every single one of her higher processes, including speech, were simply forgotten.

Octavia chuckled as she watched a myriad of emotions dance across the DJ’s face.

“I thought so,” she said with a laugh.

With a slow movement, Octavia began to grind her hips in a circle. Forcing the toy buried in both the mare’s cunts to grate against their inner walls. Lewd squelches sounded from their connected marehoods as the toy churned within them.Octavia moved her hips in varying patterns, making sure every inch of her and her lover’s tunnel was hit by the dildo buried in them. Up and down Octavia went, riding the toy like she would a stallion, dragging it in and out of both of the musicians marehoods.

Slap

Slap

Slap

The sound of their groins impacting each other sounded through the room, playing the harmony to the two mare’s shrieks of pleasure. Their juices literally wept from them, making their crotches little more than a sloppy mess of sex and sweat.

Vinyl was lost in the sea of ecstasy, her body was on fire and her soul was screaming in joy. Her entire world became the massive toy splitting her open and the mare on top of her. The DJ blindly leaned forward, and somehow managed to mash her lips to the cellist’s.

The kiss was dirty and sloppy, to put it simply. The two mare’s instinctually slipped their tongue’s into the others mouth. The realization of the fact that Vinyl could taste her own juices in Octavia’s mouth barely registered, if anything it increased her enthusiasm.

“Vinyl..” Octavia whined, “gonna cum.”

“Together,” VInyl replied.

Vinyl began bucking up into Octavia, the toy connecting them moving only slightly as the two mares humped it. Their pace increased until their flanks were little more than grey and white blurs as they sought their mutual release.

They could feel their orgasms forming inside them, the streams of pleasure pooling deep in their guts. The two musicians slammed their marehoods together, and they came. With a sudden explosion of ecstasy their worlds were shattered.

The two mares bit each others shoulders as their bodies quaked in orgasm. The entirety of their muscles stretching taught as they clamped down of the toy buried in them. Their eyes were shut tight as they held each other in a death grip. The musician's nectar exploded into the other. before it rained down onto the sheets below.

Octavia’s orgasm seemed to fuel Vinyls, and vice versa as they continued in unrelenting waves. Tsunami’s of bliss crushed the mare’s under their heel, transforming them into quivering masses of pure sex. They screamed each others names as the mutual orgasm continued unabated for eternity.

When it finally ended, the mares could hardly breath they were so weak. Their muscles felt like jelly as they lolled their heads around to look at each other. Their eyes met and they gave each other matching smiles as a fresh wave of energy coursed through them.

“So whats next?” they said together.

Author's Notes:

Sweet, Octascratch done! I plan on these two appearing later in the story so they shall be seen again. Next up on the line is Fluttermac, which I plan on doing sometime next week, so keep an eye out for that. This one took me a surprising amount of time to write, if you consider two days a long time, but either way it took longer than expected.

As always, I love reading the comments you guys leave, so please leave some more.

Cover art is nearing completion now, once again feel the need to share my joy about that. Should be up in the next few days.

*same day edit*: COVER ART!!

Gold4tune out, pce o7