A Little Dash Will Do
Chapter 23: Maudsturbation
-by Drace Domino

Sharing a bedroom with Pinkie Pie had never been easy. Maud’s little sister was always the sort of girl that brought a party with her wherever she went, even if she was the only one in attendance. Over the years Maud had just gotten used to the fact that she had to clean confetti and icing off of the floor and walls with frequent regularity, as well as the fact that her little sister didn’t wake up in the morning so much as explode out of bed with excitement, enthusiasm, and more noise than even the loudest of alarm clocks. It wasn’t even that uncommon for Maud to be physically shaken awake only to see Pinkie Pie looming over her, cheerfully cry out “It’s Saturday! We get to sleep in! Isn’t that the best thing ever?!” and then promptly fall asleep right there on the floor.

In short...Pinkie Pie was a difficult roommate, but Maud had tolerated it all because there was nobody in the world she loved quite as much as her cheerful little sister. They brought a certain aspect of life into each other’s world that they desperately needed, and filled a very specific and important role in the other’s day to day activities. Maud, for all of her stoic nature that so rarely even cracked a smile, always felt just a little warm and happy when she’d look to the other side of the room to Pinkie Pie’s bed and see that big, poofy cloud of pink hair showing that her sister was fast asleep and close by.

That said...those warm feelings only went so far, and it was three in the morning.

“Pinkie. Pinkie. Pinkie. Pinkie.” Maud’s voice was steady and and metronomic, with the exact same pitch, exact same volume, and exact tone that hovered at the very fringe of Maud’s patience. No matter how many times she spoke her sister’s name from across the room, it seemed like Pinkie Pie was too busy to hear. That poof of pink hair was bobbing up and down, the covers were shuffling, and a wet noise of flesh on flesh filled the room along with a few tiny, cheerful gasps.

Pinkie Pie was masturbating again - the fourth time that night for the seventh consecutive day. After a few more calls for Pinkie failed to get her attention, Maud gave a heavy sigh and slowly stood up to her feet. Standing in the dark room with simple pajamas that clung over her slender but fit figure, she padded barefoot over to her sister’s bed as she quickly blinked the sleep from her eyes. The closer she approached the louder the sound of Pinkie’s masturbating became, and yet the younger of the two girls still didn’t notice when Maud was standing right at the side of her bed. With her back turned to the rest of the room and her hand rapidly working up and down her throbbing pink cock, it was quite clear she was in her own, happy little world. At least until Maud reached down, grabbed the covers, and threw them off of Pinkie to let them land on the floor.

“Gah!” Pinkie Pie’s sharp cry filled the room as she reacted like a startled cat; leaping up from the bed and landing on her rump. Her legs and arms each reached out for corners of the mattress to give her a spread and surprised appearance, and she was fully exposed for her sister’s vision. Like Maud she was wearing a fairly simple and cute button-up pajama top, but her bottoms were looped around the ankle of one leg and her lap was otherwise uncovered. Her pink cock stood straight up and was clearly glistening with spit and precum, a thick and throbbing member that didn’t immediately subside even with Maud standing so close at hand. Pinkie Pie looked up at her sister, a blush on her cheeks as she greeted her. “Oh...hiiiii, Maud! Is it time to get up already?! I was...I was just...uh...having a bad dream! There was a cupcake, but instead of me biting it, it bit me! And I was...trying to...scrape all the icing off!”

“Look, Pinkie,” Maud’s voice was flat and plain, delivered in the no-nonsense tone that Pinkie Pie had come to expect from her. “I respect you too much to pry into your personal life. I won’t even ask why you have a penis, even though I suspect it has something to do with the blue apatite and yellow orthoclase around your neck.” She gestured casually to the amulet that bestowed Pinkie with a magical cock depicting a set of three balloons in bright, friendly colors. “But this has been going on so much that I’m having a hard time sleeping. I need my beauty sleep.”

“Aww, Maud, but you’re always beautiful!” Pinkie pouted, looking up at her older sister and completely missing the point of her complaint. “You’re the prettiest, funniest, and most lively person I know!”

“I’m aware of that.” Maud responded immediately with the same flat voice, her gaze unflinching from Pinkie’s prone state. “But if you don’t stop making so much noise every night, I’m going to have to ask Mom and Dad to move us to different rooms.”

“No, Maud, you can’t!” The look of blushing arousal that had been resting on Pinkie Pie’s face turned immediately into one of worry, and the young lady bounced up to her knees on the bed. She threw her arms around Maud’s shoulders and gave her a big hug, ignoring the fact that her throbbing pink length flopped against the other girl’s belly. “You’re the best sister roommate anyone could ever ask for! I feel so safe and happy when you snore in that little way of yours!” She quickly let her voice drop down to match Maud’s flat tone in a short imitation. “Eh. Eh. Eh. Eh.”

“I like sharing a room with you, too, Pinkie.” Maud’s response came simply, as she raised her hands up to press them to her sister’s shoulders. She pushed the girl away as much as she was able before pressing the issue further, looking down at that pink length dangling forward. “Can’t you do that before you go to bed?”

“Ohh, I try, but there’s just so much going on!” Pinkie Pie pouted, and flopped right back down onto her rump once more. She sat with legs spread and her back against the wall, one hand moving to casually stroke her cock again. She wasn’t fully pumping it anymore, but it was clear she wasn’t particularly shy about playing with it in front of her sister. After all, she had already been caught, what was the harm now? “The girls are all texting and I’ve got parties to plan for the next week, and homework and TV and baking my breakfast cupcakes for tomorrow…” She pouted once more, and gazed down at her bright pink cockhead glistening with a dot of precum. “Twilight and Sunset worked so hard on this amulet for me, and I feel like I never have time to enjoy it!”

In truth, she had plenty of time to enjoy it...but it was the sort of addiction that would never really feel sated. Of all the girls Pinkie Pie’s sexual appetite was matched only by Rainbow Dash herself, and she indulged herself easily as much as the athlete did. Now that she had an amulet of her own, she nearly spent as much time with her pants around her ankles as she did in the kitchen - and sometimes, at the same time. As Maud watched her little sister adorably pout on the bed the stoic girl finally gave a grunt, and spoke up as she moved to brace one of her knees on the edge of the bed.

“All right, Pinkie, I’ll help you.” Maud’s voice was short and quick, getting right to the point as she held up one hand and pointed towards it with the other. “If I give you a handjob, will you calm down and go to sleep?” Pinkie Pie’s eyes went large at the prospect, and were only rivalled by the enormous smile that started to spread across her face. She brought her hands together in a pleading gesture and gazed at her older sister with a look of adoration, practically unable to answer fast enough.

“Ohh, would you?! That’d be the best big sister treat ever!” Pinkie giggled, and even her cock seemed to bounce merrily at the idea. “I didn’t even know you knew how to give a handjob, Maud!” Once more Maud merely spoke in her deadpan voice, just as she reached out to wrap her fingers around her younger sister’s cock.

“I’m a very sexual person.” She offered in her most sultry tone of voice - one that was entirely identical to every other she used.

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Maud might not have been able to speak quite as seductively as some of Pinkie Pie’s friends, but the sight of those gray fingers wrapping around a wet, thick, pink cock was one of the most exciting images of Pinkie Pie’s life. As her pajama-clad sister mounted the bed and braced her knees on either side of one of Pinkie’s legs, her hand slowly tightened as she began to stroke in a slow, methodical pace. For the moment it was clear that she was sizing things up and trying to figure out just what her sister had done to herself - the last she knew Pinkie Pie certainly wasn’t sporting a cock, and the fact that she had one now was...curious, to say the least.

“I’ll admit I’m surprised to find out all the rumors are true.” Maud murmured, her voice just barely audible over the steady sound of her fingers moving up and down that slippery, spit-coated shaft. “Not that anybody tells me rumors, but I overheard them talking. Does that mean Rainbow Dash really had sex with Lyra and Bon Bon?”

“Yepper-doodle!” Pinkie Pie giggled and leaned back, bracing her hands behind her head and giving a satisfied sigh. She made herself quite comfortable while her big sister jerked her off, letting that pleasure roll through her regardless of its source.

“And Rarity really had sex with that Crystal Prep girl?” Maud continued, her curiosity clearly piqued under the right circumstances. Pinkie Pie just nodded again and giggled in excitement, her own length throbbing at the mentioning of it. When Maud’s voice filled the room once more; however, it was enough to make Pinkie Pie gasp in surprise. “And Sunset Shimmer had sex with both your friend Twilight and your other friend Twilight from that pony place?”

“She did?!” Pinkie Pie slapped her hands to her cheeks, practically bubbling over from giddiness. “That’s so wonderful for her! To be honest I sometimes have a hard time figuring out what all of the girls have been up to, ever since we got our own amulets it’s been a little crazy!” Once more she giggled, before her voice calmed and she finally moved her hands out. Those pink fingers worked their way against Maud’s collar, and slowly looped around the older girl’s shoulders so she could hug her gently. Without inhibiting Maud’s gentle motions on her cock Pinkie Pie pulled her cheek to her sister’s chest, sighing contently as she did so. “Too crazy. But this is really nice, huh, Maud?”

Maud Pie, despite her aversion to being particularly dramatic, gave a tiny nod and the faintest hint of a smile could be witnessed at the corner of her lips.

“...yeah. It’s really nice, Pinkie.” She whispered, and pressed a tiny kiss into the big poof of pink hair just underneath her face. From there the two sisters went quiet, focusing instead on the task at - and in - hand. Pinkie’s shaft needed a bit more spit before too long, and when Maud pulled her hand away Pinkie snatched it by the wrist and pulled it close. Though her sister’s fingers were left sticky and wet she pressed her lips right to the center of Maud’s palm for an affectionate kiss...and shortly after spit right into the center to help her out. As Pinkie Pie giggled Maud’s hand went right back to work, slipping her re-moistened palm around Pinkie’s shaft and sweeping up and down.

Maud’s handjob was skilled and efficient, bearing much the same style as the woman giving it. Maud wasn’t known for wasting time or spending attention on frivolities, and the affections she gave her sister reflected as much. There was no teasing, no keeping Pinkie Pie squirming...just an intense, pleasurable handjob shared between two of the closest sisters in town. As Pinkie’s length throbbed against Maud’s warm hand the older sister merely started to pump her faster, just as her other hand held tighter around Pinkie’s back to keep her cradled nice and close. The room of the Pie sisters was filled once more with the noise of flesh rubbing up and down flesh in wet and sticky fashion, but this time Maud didn’t mind the noise so much. It wasn’t quite so annoying when she wasn’t trying to sleep through it, after all.

“Mmm...mmmph, Maud…” Pinkie Pie murmured, hugging her sister around the shoulders and lifting her little rump from the bed. She tried her best to buck into the other girl’s handjob, and shuddered as precum oozed from her tip only to glisten across Maud’s gray digits. “Maud, it’s soooo good...can we do this every night?!” Maud, without even taking a second to contemplate the ramifications of jerking her sister off every night, nodded as she pressed another kiss to Pinkie’s head.

“Of course, Pinkie.” She replied honestly and with a genuine emotion - or at least the most she could ever reflect within her voice. “You know I’d do anything for my favorite sister.”

Those words meant everything to Pinkie Pie, and in her already deeply aroused state they were just the extra bit of intimacy she needed to be pushed over the edge. With a delightful little cry she buried her face against Maud where her shoulder met her throat, half-groaning and half-giggling as the pleasure of her orgasm rushed through her. Her member was pumped from the base to the tip with Maud’s skilled fingers and on a particularly fast upswing her climax began, suddenly shooting a thread of white up in the air on a wide arc. As Pinkie Pie’s intense release began the older girl continued to cradle her throughout; throwing herself fully into the focus of Pinkie Pie’s pleasure and comfort. She held her younger sister as she spasmed and whimpered and kept pumping that pink shaft even as cum continued squirting up into the air, some of it landing across Maud’s pajamas, some of it flying up into Pinkie’s poof of hair, and the rest of it simply oozing up and out of her tip to coat Maud’s gray fingers. Pinkie Pie continued to squirt for what felt like a long moment, leaving her sister’s hand thoroughly coated in white and a sticky mess shared between them.

“Pinkie. This is a lot of cum.” Maud observed thoughtfully as she finally released her grip, peeling her hand away from her sister’s shaft and studying her stretched palm. Cum was webbed across her fingers and dripped from the bottom edge of her palm - a rich and sticky white that felt far more dense and creamy than any Maud had encountered. “Do you feel better? It must have been a relief.”

“Mmm! I feel so much better, Maud, thank you!” Pinkie Pie squeezed her sister tight around the waist, pulling her into a sudden embrace. As she did so the cum that clung to her outrageous hair managed to smear a little across Maud’s face - specifically landing idly on her lips. As her younger sister gave her a young Maud’s natural instinct was to lick her lips of the new wetness that collected there, not realizing what it was until the flavor hit her tongue...and her eyes opened wide in surprise. While Pinkie was innocently hugging her sister Maud couldn’t help but gaze over to her thoroughly covered palm - still wet and sticky with cream, still utterly covered from the tip of each finger to the base of her thumb.

“...Pinkie Pie?” Maud asked, with the faintest thread of a trembling hunger within her voice. Not even Maud’s stoic demeanor could hide some enthusiastic desires. “Why does your cum taste so...so…”

“Oh, that!” Pinkie Pie giggled, and leaned back to look at her sister with a smile. “I probably should’ve mentioned that, huh? There’s something about it that makes it taste super good, but you probably shouldn’t have an--oh, that works too!”

She watched with a blush as Maud pulled her palm towards her face, slapped her tongue to the base of her hand and gave one long, slow, hungry lick. It was so wet and messy that ribbons of cum connected Maud’s lips to her palm after that strike, and she greedily let her tongue snake up and over her lips to collect every last drop she missed. Her eyes opened a bit wider as the flavor settled in against her tongue, and the tiny smile at the corners of her lips was enhanced as she realized she still had all four fingers and a thumb to clean off.

“Huh.” Pinkie Pie tapped her chin thoughtfully as she watched her stoic older sister start to slurp down the flavor, popping each finger into her mouth and swiping them clean with a wet sucking noise. “I wonder if this is what Twilight and Sunset meant when they told me to be careful with the amulet.” It was a thought she only humored for a few brief seconds. “Oh well! Hey Maud, y’want some more?! I can go all night, it’s like an ice cream machine!”

Maud didn’t like ice cream...but she did like the taste of her sister’s cum. As she suckled her thumb clean and swallowed the last bit of cream from her fingers she let her gaze fall on Pinkie once more, from her sister’s friendly features to that inviting cock still coated in white.

As it turned out, Maud wasn’t going to get any sleep that night after all.

End of Chapter 23.

Author's Notes:

Maud and Pinkie, yay! Dem sisters having fun is always a pleaser for me.

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