A Little Dash Will Do
Chapter Twelve: Weekend Company
-By Drace Domino

“Thank you for coming over today, darling, this weekend was shaping up to be dreadfully boring.” Rarity’s voice was pleasant if a bit over dramatic, complete with a hand held to her forehead and a deep sigh. As she moved back to the couch carrying a tray with tea and a few sweet cookies, she let her eyes fall on the young lady that had come to visit her. “All of the other Rainbooms are busy with this or that, so I thought it would be a lovely chance for us to spend some quality time together.”

“Well, I suppose I do owe you one after the video contest.” Sour Sweet sat politely at the edge of the couch, her hands folded across her knees and her skirt neatly pressed and clean. She had chosen to wear her Crystal Prep outfit for her visit even though it was a weekend - when it came to someone like Rarity, the simpler her fashion choices the better. It was best to wear the standard pleated skirt and vest combination rather than subject her own personal clothing to Rarity’s critical eye. She waited until Rarity sat at the other end of the couch before taking one of the cookies, munching thoughtfully and swallowing before speaking up again. “Indigo Zap and Lemon Zest said they spent some time with Rainbow Dash lately, too. So maybe it’s good we’re all getting to know each other.”

“My thoughts exactly, darling, it’s so much better if we all get along seeing as how we seemed destined to keep running into one another.” Rarity beamed, leaning against the couch and folding one leg over the other at the knee. The pretty fashionista was dressed in a lovely purple skirt and sweater combination; perfectly accenting her natural hair color and her smooth, porcelain skin. As she studied the other girl her voice kept that friendly tone, though hiding within was the hint of a slightly suggestive notion or two. “Did Indigo Zap and Lemon Zest tell you about the...sort of things they were doing with Rainbow Dash?” For the moment Sour Sweet’s eye arched as she continued munching on a cookie, chewing slowly and thoughtfully before giving a measured response.

“...they did, yeah,” she offered in response, clinically and carefully. “Said you girls have a...magical dick amulet now? Because of course you do.” Rarity’s giggle that came in response was as charming as it was suggestive, letting the Crystal Prep girl know that her invitation wasn’t quite as innocent as it seemed. While Rarity spoke she pulled down the collar of her sweater just enough to expose the fact she hand a strap around her neck; one leading into the rest of her sweater and connected to the item in question.

“Guilty as charged, dear,” came the girl’s sweet reply, and she took a moment to look Sour Sweet up and down with a content glance. Strawberry pink hair with a wide green stripe, lovely cream colored skin...Sour Sweet was just as lovely as any of the Crystal Prep girls, even when she was tossing such a justifiably suspicious look Rarity’s way. “I was thinking that since you and I share a...well, let’s say a professional bond, perhaps we could give it a shot? Purely from a friendly perspective, of course.”

“...so you invited me over here so you could try to fuck me?” Sour Sweet blinked, and gave the other girl a flat, deadpan look. She folded her arms across her chest and pouted deeply, her nose scrunching up and one of her legs folding over the other. “You Rainbooms really are bold.”

“Oh, pish posh, dear.” Rarity chuckled, and eased a little closer on the couch. She even allowed one hand to travel down, moving over the edge of Sour Sweet’s knee and teasing her fingers across her exposed flesh. When the other girl didn’t immediately pull away Rarity allowed her hand to linger there, resting gently while she spoke. “I was thinking we could simply...play around a bit. I hadn’t worn it until today, and though I admit it’s a bit...garish for my tastes, it certainly is effective.” She smiled, thinking of the throbbing white cock sandwiched between her thighs and tucked into a pair of barely-restraining panties. “It would work for both of us, dear. I could get used to it while you get something to talk with your friends about. Lovely dinner conversation, I’m sure.”

“...you need to work on your pitch, Rarity,” Sour Sweet responded simply, but gazed down at the other girl’s lap regardless. She idly chewed on her bottom lip before speaking again, and when she did her tone was thoughtful, pondering everything she had heard. “Zap and Zest said that there was something about it, something about how the cum tasted. Like they just wanted more and more of it.”

“Well, it is a rather enchanting flavor,” Rarity cooed, fondly remembering her own experiences with it. “It has a way of...stripping all inhibitions. Like when you step out of a hot shower and feel like you could take on the world.”

“Right. Or, Zap and Zest are just bigger sluts than I figured.” Sour Sweet’s smirk followed, and she finally gave a slow roll of her shoulders. “...hell, I came all the way here, and I suppose you really did save my butt in the past. How about a handjob?” She lifted one of her palms, pointing to it with the opposite hand. “Just one. Then you tuck it back in and buy me dinner somewhere nice. Deal?”

“Oh darling, that sounds lovely.” Rarity cooed, her voice charming and tender as she pulled her hand away from Sour Sweet’s knee. Sure, she had been hoping for more, but she would’ve been crazy to pass up any offered pleasure from the Crystal Prep girl. “Just be careful, though. The taste really is...compelling. You might not find it’s enough for you once you do it.”

“Yeah, yeah, we’ll see,” came the other girl’s response, complete a lazy roll of her eyes. Already her hands were stretching out, looking to get it over with by grabbing the bottom edge of Rarity’s skirt and pulling it up. Underneath the fashionista was wearing thigh-high nylon stockings that gave a lovely tint to her legs, and a pair of sleek blue panties with an impressive bulge pressing against them. Immediately Sour Sweet’s eyes lifted from the sight of it - much bigger than she had expected, and downright intimidating when attached to such a lovely, delicate girl as Rarity. Her cheeks were already blushing by the time she moved a hand towards Rarity’s panties, rubbing her fingers across the bulge as if trying to determine if it was real or not. “...so this is all because of the amulet?”

“Mhmm.” Rarity cooed, leaning back and giving a wide, happy smile. She stretched her legs out and prepared for Sour Sweet’s attention, her member throbbing under the girl’s touch. “Sunset and Twilight are trying to figure out a way to emulate it. If they can, perhaps we’ll give the Shadowbolts one or two. Provided the relations between our groups stay...pleasant, of course.” That sweet, sweet smile had a certain level of manipulation that Sour Sweet couldn’t help but appreciate. She gave Rarity a coy smile as she started to pull her panties down, murmuring as she did so.

“...you’d really do well at Crystal Prep, you know that?” She offered the words as a compliment, though they paled in comparison to what flowed from her lips as soon as Rarity’s stark white cock fell free. “And your dick is enormous.”

“Oh thank you, darling, it’s brand new.” Rarity giggled, and flipped some of her hair over her shoulder. She beamed as she gazed down to witness the same spectacle Sour Sweet was watching; the sight of her cock sticking straight up from her lap. Thick, long, matching the same tone as the rest of her pale body with a glistening tip that was oozing a line of clear precum from the previous attention. At the base her heavy sack sat still within the confines of her silk panties; resting comfortably as the perfect accessory. Rarity let her arms stretch out across the back of the couch, and her voice chimed up in a sweet tone. “You’re the first one that’ll get to play with it, you know. Consider me the delicate, pure virgin merely waiting for your affectionate touch!”

“All right, all right, you don’t need to get dramatic about it.” Sour Sweet snipped back, just as her hand slinked forward to wrap around that massive member. “Just a handjob, remember? Just...just a handjob.” It didn’t bode particularly well for Sour Sweet that she sounded unsure of that after giving Rarity a single, steady pump with her fist. She had to admit, the thing had a great size, a wonderful girth, and a pleasing look. As far as cocks went, it was just about the most a girl could hope for. She bit on her bottom lip as she started to give the promised handjob, her cheeks darkening as she worked and her wrist and palm moving in fluid, slow strikes to properly please the fashionista.

“Oh yes, darling, that’s simply wonderful!” Rarity shuddered, stretching back a little more as she moved her hands to the edge of her sweater. “You don’t mind if I play with my breasts a bit while you work, do you? Of course you don’t.” She didn’t give Sour Sweet a chance to respond before her hands flew into action. Rarity gripped her sweater by the bottom and quickly lifted it up, pulling forward until it was bunched up in between the top of her breasts and her chin. With a similarly quick pull she cupped her fingers against her bra and yanked it down until it sat underneath her lovely white tits, keeping them trapped within the two articles of clothing. From there her hands slapped against the soft round frames of her breasts, grinning wide as she let her fingers tease across already stiffened nipples.

Sour Sweet had to admit - it was hard not to stare. Rarity was as glamorous as Canterlot High girls came, and seeing her sit there fondling her own breasts was an experience worth having. It was almost so stunning that Sour Sweet missed a few strokes of the fashionista’s cock, but before long she had regained her pace and gave her slow, steady jerks as she alternated her gaze between the girl’s member and those glorious white orbs. She didn’t say much; mostly for a lack of not really knowing how to address the other girl in that situation. She had never given a handjob to one of her rivals before, let alone another girl that happened to have a magical cock. As Sour Sweet worked she bit down on her bottom lip while trying to make sense of it all, still wondering to what lengths Zap and Zest had gone to with Rainbow Dash. They had talked endlessly about how much fun they had with her cock and how great the taste of her cum was, and Sour Sweet was starting to wonder if there was more to their words than just the two justifying being sluts.

“Mmm, you have such soft hands, darling.” Rarity cooed, just as she pinched her own nipples and gave them a little twist. “You simply must tell me what sort of lotion you use after we’re done.”

“Oh, I...don’t use lotion.” Sour Sweet murmured, looking up from the hypnotizing sight of Rarity’s cock so she could study the other girl’s face once more. “Just...you know, regular soap.”

“Well then, your skin must just be naturally soft, how lucky for you.” Rarity swooned, leaning back even further and giving a gentle thrust of her hips, letting Sour Sweet’s grip roll along her entire shaft. “And I guess how lucky for me, too! Be a dear and play with my balls a bit, too? Rainbow Dash always seems to enjoy that.”

With the same blush creeping over her face, Sour Sweet stretched her free hand forward and did as Rarity requested. With one hand cupping the fashionista’s sack and the other steadily pumping her shaft, she could fully feel just how aroused the other girl was. The steady pulsing of that thick member, the occassionally twitching of her heavy undercarriage...both were so warm, so inviting, and so very, very tempting. More than a few times Sour Sweet had to catch herself from just lowering her head and giving one or the other a little kiss, and the fact that there was no part of Rarity that wasn’t fun to look at it certainly didn’t help. If she wasn’t staring at that cockhead glistening with precum she had to look at the other girl’s beautiful white breasts, with big, puffy nipples showcasing how excited she was. If not her breasts, then she had to look at Rarity’s gorgeous face outlined by the greatest hair she had ever seen...was there seriously no part of this damned girl that wasn’t beauty queen levels of attractive?!

Hell, Sour Sweet had never even been into girls all that much, but...she couldn’t imagine anyone seeing someone like Rarity and turning away from the sight. Finally she forced her eyes closed as she kept pumping on Rarity’s cock, her hands working as she hoped to get the handjob over with as quickly as she could manage. As the sounds of Rarity’s melodic excitement continued to fill the room around them Sour Sweet could only do her best to block out her gasps and giggles, to inwardly muffle those whimpering noises coming from the fashion queen. And when Rarity finally came, the feeling of her trembling within Sour Sweet’s grip was so intense that the girl’s eyes had no choice but to snap open to bear witness to it.

“Ah, ah...yes, yes, here it comes, darling!” Rarity screamed in dramatic delight, twisting her nipples and bucking her hips up into that smoothly pumping fist. “Oh gracious, it’s...it’s simply splendid…!” Rarity’s eyes went wide and her mouth agape as her orgasm rushed through her, dashing through her thick shaft and squirting from the tip of her throbbing cockhead. The first squirt of cum rose high and landed on Rarity’s sweater just above one of her breasts - the first of many that would soon fly recklessly into the air with nowhere to go. Rarity was essentially showering herself in cum while Sour Sweet kept jerking her off, unleashing a torrent of sticky white cream that found a crashing point against her exposed tits, her slender white belly, or even right down back on top of her length. The color blended seamlessly with Rarity’s already white skin, and though Sour Sweet was near the point of the explosion she remained mostly unscathed...save for the hands that were helping Rarity out. The one under Rarity’s balls now held a palm filled with sticky cream while the one around her shaft was webbed with it; threads of it dangling from her fingertips as she pulled her hands up. Sour Sweet was staring at her cum-covered fingers with a bewildered look as she pulled back, and Rarity gave a joyful sigh as she caught her breath.

“Oh my...oh my goodness, Sour Sweet, that was wonderful.” She beamed, wiping her brow of a bit of sweat. “Let me get you a towel, dear, your hands are simply a me-oh, why yes, that works too.”

Rarity merely sat back and watched with a coy, knowing grin as Sour Sweet launched her head towards her open palm with her tongue outstretched. The Crystal Prep girl never would’ve forgiven herself if she passed up the chance to taste Rarity’s cum; starting at the base of her palm she licked up with one swift strike that gave her nearly a mouthful of flavor. As her lips closed and she let it settle against her tongue her eyes went from curious to satisfied, and finally a look of excitement that was hard to repress. She gazed at Rarity with a shocked expression as cum hung from her lips and fingers alike, and Rarity kindly moved a hand forward so she could dab some of the cream away from the corner of the girl’s lips.

“I know, darling, it’s just the most delicious flavor you’ve ever had, isn’t it?” she cooed, knowing from experience how that cum had a way of...enhancing desire. She would’ve been quite content with the swift handjob, but now that Sour Sweet had a taste of that cream she knew the chance for more fun had arrived. “I...don’t suppose you’d like to have more, would you?”

It was a safe assumption that she did, considering Sour Sweet was already greedily licking her other hand clean. She looked up from her spread fingers and gave a quick and hungry nod, fully aware of just what that meant. Rarity merely offered her most ladylike smile as she stood up from the couch, and took the girl gently by the wrist. Her voice was pleasant and kind as she spoke, leading her away from their impromptu tea party and towards the stairs to the bedroom.

“Well then, let’s see about getting you your fill, darling,” the fashion queen cooed, her cock swinging from side to side with every step.

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“Such a wonderful fit, dear. It’s like you were tailor made for me.” Rarity’s voice escaped in a silky purr and came just as she finished easing herself inside of the other girl. In Rarity’s bedroom set against silk sheets and a lavish bedspread, the two girls were nearly naked and Sour Sweet was on her hands and knees taking the other girl’s length from behind. Between the two of them only Rarity’s thigh-high nylons and the magical amulet remained; the fashion queen’s love of clothing was rivalled only by her desire to not snag or tear them in the midst of sex. Sour Sweet’s school uniform as well as Rarity’s own sweater were neatly hung up on hangers in the girl’s enormous walk-in closet, making the Canterlot High girl a rare lover that would take the time to tend to her partner’s clothes before the passion began. Now that Sour Sweet was naked; however, Rarity could savor the feel of her inches gliding into the other girl’s tight, wet pussy. Her hands rolled across the other woman’s rear and she gave her a little squeeze, giggling at the sight of Sour Sweet trembling back and forth from her own excitement. “How does it feel, Sour Sweet? Are you doing well down there?”

“I...yeah, it’s good.” Sour Sweet was still a bit shy in admitting it, and she looked over her shoulder back at the other girl. After a nervous swallow rolled down the girl’s throat she pushed her hips back, letting her pussy engulf another few inches of Rarity’s cock as they eased closer and closer to her depths. She was already far more wet than she remembered being in recent memory, and the taste of the other girl’s cum was still fresh on her tongue - the perfect thing to keep that excitement rolling. With a nervous quiver in her voice Sour Sweet gripped the sheets a little tighter, spreading her knees as she continued to present herself. “And you promise...I can’t get pregnant from this?”

“It has the Sunset Shimmer seal of approval in that regard, darling.” Rarity cooed, and gave the other girl’s rump a tiny spank. “Besides, Rainbow Dash has been laying into all of us for weeks now, and you don’t see any of us knocked up, do you? Now just relax and enjoy yourself, dear, I certainly intend to!” With that, Rarity beamed and started to roll her hips forward as she steadily began to fuck her friend. One of the advantages of having sex in the stylish young woman’s bedroom was the copious amount of mirrors all over the place; from the multiple full length mirrors on the wall to the handheld ones standing up on the nightstand. No matter where Sour Sweet looked she could catch a sight of her own slender body getting steadily fucked by Rarity; her breasts swinging back and forth and her hair bobbing with every thrust. For the moment Rarity was going slow and particularly gentle; she was a kind young woman that wasn’t going to push Sour Sweet further than was comfortable, while at the same time managing to enjoy as much of her as she could. The girl’s handjob was a lovely start to the afternoon, but now that Rarity could feel that warm, moist grip around her throbbing cock she knew that the evening had true potential to go on for quite some time.

“My goodness, Sour Sweet, your pussy is simply divine!” Rarity continued to praise the other girl, this time smoothing her hand down her back and letting her fingers dance over her friend’s spine. Her thrusts continued; steadily delving as deep as she could go within Sour Sweet before pulling back until just the tip of her cock remained. Each motion was slow, measured, and careful...just like threading a needle, Rarity’s actions were all about precision and poise. “I daresay we should make these tea party visits a more frequent thing!”

“W...We’ll...ohhhh, we’ll see…” Sour Sweet whimpered, her eyes dancing to a nearby reflection. There she was; getting fucked from behind by one of the most beautiful girls she had ever met, and someone that was once a sworn enemy of her own group of friends. The Shadowbolts and Rainbooms had nowhere near the animosity they once did, but it was still a little strange to witness. It made Sour Sweet swallow with a nervous gulp as she pushed her shoulders down to the mattress; lifting her rear up and offering more of herself to the other woman. “Just keep fucking me, Rarity...do a good enough job, and maybe I’ll come back!” The soft, delightful giggle that followed from Rarity was as pleasant as could be.

What a marvellous thing this amulet was! Garish beyond all measure, but completely worth it for the sort of pleasure rolling through Rarity’s body in that moment. She was so content and joyful to keep fucking Sour Sweet that her mind spun to further uses of the amulet, of other potential beautiful creatures that could grace her bedroom. Coco Pommel would look so lovely getting steadily fucked from above, for sure! Rarity’s bedroom had always been a place of divine beauty and style, but now that the amulet had entered their lives it could be a much stickier, exciting place as well. Whether Rarity was being fucked in a state of wild, sloppy depravity by one of her friends or if she was gently dominating one of the other girls, the pleasure remained the same. Once more her fingers crawled down Sour Sweet’s spine as her pace quickened, and Rarity cooed to the other girl as her hips rolled faster and faster.

“Think about where you would like it next, Sour Sweet, because I’m about ready to pop!” She giggled, goosebumps lining her arms as she prepared to deliver her first creampie. Rarity made damned sure to watch herself in the full body mirror as her moment came; her white breasts bouncing as her hips lunged forward, and Sour Sweet screaming into the sheets as their shared orgasm began. Squirting, the pulsing of cum, the tight unity of two sweaty bodies...it was all a work of art as far as Rarity was concerned, and she let her appreciation for that art continue as her cock was steadily milked by the other woman’s hole. Finally, with their breathing heavy and hot Rarity eased her member out of Sour Sweet’s twitching pussy and allowed her fingers to lower far enough to tease over those filled, dripping folds.

“Gracious, dear, what a mess.” Rarity chuckled, before pulling a finger up and taking a sample against her tongue. Just as enticing as ever - if she wasn’t wearing the amulet she would’ve been hungry and horny to get fucked by the one lucky enough to have it. “So...you’re not ready to leave yet, are you?” In response, Sour Sweet merely flopped back on the bed, turning around and spreading her legs out. She scooped two fingers into her slit and pulled out another big mouthful of cum; slurping her fingers clean while putting on a lewd show for the other girl. When she finished swallowing down another dose she gazed up at Rarity again, grinning as she gestured for the fashionista to draw near.

“All right, Rarity, not bad…” She whispered, an understatement of the year. “But let’s see what you can really give me!”

Rarity merely let loose a delightful giggle as she crashed down onto the bed with the other girl, already throbbing and excited once more.

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It was almost three hours later before the two girls sat at the edge of the bed; sweaty and exhausted but overwhelmingly satisfied. Sour Sweet’s desire for the taste of cum had pushed her to all sorts of boundaries she had never witnessed before, and Rarity had enjoyed fucking the lovely young woman again and again and again. It was a learning experience for the both of them in so many ways, with Rarity getting more used to wearing the amulet and Sour Sweet learning a very valuable life skill: how to get fucked. At times it was slow and steady while others it was frantic and fevered, with the only pause being Rarity’s semi-frequent stops to fix her hair or makeup or the prolonged moment in which she had to change the sheets because they were “simply dreadfully messy after all that squirting.”

Now, the two girls sat naked side by side, and Rarity’s cock laid mostly dormant in between her thighs. Sour Sweet had a sleepy but satisfied look on her face as she gazed over at Rarity, giving her a sideways grin as her hand moved down to grip the other girl’s knee.

“So...safe to say neither Zap or Zest spent that much time getting fucked.” She beamed, clearly looking forward to returning to Crystal Prep on Monday and bragging about how much cock she enjoyed. Their time with Rainbow Dash had been limited, but her experience with Rarity had gone on for so many wonderful, sex-filled hours. Her pussy was raw and cum-filled, her belly swirling with swallowed cum, and even her delicate little ass was a bit sore from one of the later intrusions. Another learning experience - one she had enjoyed much more than she expected. With a smile Sour Sweet leaned forward to give Rarity a kiss on the cheek; friendly in nature but still laced with affection. “So you really want to make this a regular visit sort of thing?”

“Well dear, I’d have to be a madwoman to say no.” Rarity smiled, looking down to Rainbow Dash’s amulet and giving a thoughtful look. “Right now I’m afraid we’re a bit stifled because there’s only one of these wonderful things, but...here’s hoping Sunset and Twilight’s work will yield to more. Wouldn’t that be lovely? As many of these things to play around with as we like!” She gestured down to her own thick, exhausted white cock. Even now it oozed cum out of the tip to her legs, despite how it had spent the past several hours squeezed by any one of Sour Sweet’s holes. “Should I assume that you’d like one if they figure it out?”

“Oh, absolutely.” Sour Sweet grinned, moving her hand down to pet Rarity’s cock as if it were a cherished treasure. Her fingers went from base to tip in a smooth stroke, and when Rarity twitched once more she gave a sudden laugh. “Whew, looks like you’re still good for more.”

“I’m...sure I could muster something up, dear.” Rarity purred, gazing at Sour Sweet past a few hanging locks of rich purple hair. Slowly she started to push to her feet, and when she did so her hand moved to take the other girl around the wrist. With a soft tug she brought her former rival to her feet, and together they started to walk to Rarity’s nearby bathroom door. “Perhaps a shower is in order anyway? I’d hate to send you back home so dreadfully sticky.” While they walked both girls dripped cum; Rarity from the tip of her length and Sour Sweet from her pussy and ass, both overflowing of the other girl’s goo. Sour Sweet merely chuckled as she followed along behind her new friend, padding quietly and keeping a close pace as they moved from the warmth of Rarity’s bedroom to the cold tile and chilly air of her bathroom. Soon the water was running and the two girls were eagerly waiting; waiting to slip into the shower and to let their bodies crash together once more.

“You know, I think our two groups are finally getting along.” Sour Sweet murmured, folding her arms across her chest and sizing Rarity up once more. “All it took was the Friendship Games, the dance video, and...well...that.” She pointed at Rarity’s hanging cock, which was already stiffening and sticking straight out.

“The Rainbooms are all about friendship, darling.” Rarity grinned, just as she stepped into the shower and beckoned the other girl to follow her. “And we’re happy to teach the Shadowbolts all about it...even if it means literally drilling it into you.”

Sour Sweet, still giving Rarity a cocky smile, stepped right into the shower with her as she prepared to have another friendship lesson fucked right into her again. The Shadowbolts could certainly learn a lot from the Rainbooms...and chief amongst those things was how to be a gang of cum-hungry sluts.

Not that Sour Sweet or any of the others were complaining, of course.

End of Chapter 12.

Author's Notes:

Sour Sweet totally owes Rarity, so it's nice to see Rarity getting some fun out of the relationship!

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