The Twilight Sparkle Scholarship Program
Chapter Four: Professional Partnership
-by Drace Domino

Business had been going well for Twilight Sparkle. So well, in fact, that within two month’s time her most frequent customers had been drained of the budgets they put aside for fucking a cute nerdy schoolgirl on the side. Making the change from glory hole cocksucker to full-fledged whore had been a financially wise one for Twilight Sparkle, but the depths of those pockets were limited and she had been putting in plenty of long nights. For the past week Twilight Sparkle had been laying around the house waiting for her cell phone to ring for another romp, but the only time she heard anything it was for invitations that she wasn’t about to accept.

“How about you come over, darling?” Rarity had sent the message along with a few heart and eggplant emojis. “I’m afraid my finances are a little lacking right now, but surely you’d be willing to offer me some of your time in advance?”

Twilight Sparkle did not operate her business like that. Rarity, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash...it didn’t matter which of her friends tried to contact her for a freebie, she always made sure to turn them down. Why was she friends with such moochers, anyway?! Between the three of them and the various men that she had worked with over the past few months, her phone had been buzzing nonstop - but in the past week, none of it was for a working job. And so, with the knowledge that she had effectively drained the local whoring economy, Twilight Sparkle had no other option but to return to where it all began.

Back to the porn shop. Back to her glory hole. The young lady was dressed that evening in her old glory hole clothes - the uniform she used to wear when she attended Crystal Prep. There was something satisfying about sucking dick while stuffed into that pleated schoolgirl skirt and button-up shirt, as if it was one last poke at the school and the students she was eager to leave behind. After all, if she ever saw any of the Shadowbolts ever again it would be too soon. As Twilight stepped into the shop for the first time in months with her book bag over a shoulder and a smile on her face, she was instantly greeted by the deep purple-skinned woman sitting behind the counter.

“Well well, look who thinks we’re good enough to visit again.” The woman behind the counter sneered a bit, folding her arms across her chest and levelling her gaze on Twilight. The proprietor of the shop had always been a bit gruff and rough around the edges; sporting a scar over one eye and a short mohawk that flowed down into a longer tail. She was young for a small business owner - maybe in her early twenties, and that alone made Twilight fond of her. Another industrious young woman with a good business sense, making money for herself in the world of smut and filth! “Thought you left to be a proper whore.”

“Can you blame me, Tempest?” Twilight offered in response, and casually strolled right up to the counter. She took a quick glance from side to side; the Broken Horn was the same old sleazy place it had ever been. Filthy DVDs from wall to wall, a section with dangling sex toys, and the back rooms that Twilight was intimately familiar with. Twilight drummed her fingers on the table as she looked at her old friend and quasi-employer, and rocked back and forth on the heels of her polished schoolgirl shoes. “There was good money on it, but I always told people I got my start here at the Horn. Speaking of…”

“You want to work the hole tonight.” Tempest scoffed a bit, and even gave a snort that sounded almost horselike. She slowly stretched her powerful arms across her full chest, and stood straight up to showcase how intimidating she could be. A tall, butch girl - and if Twilight didn’t know she had made her plenty of money in the past, she’d be a little frightened. She let Tempest puff herself up for a little bit, and continued playing coy and sweet while the larger girl went on. “Why should I let you waltz right back in here with your little slut skirt after you decided you were too good for this place? Give me one good reason.”

In response, Twilight stretched a hand across the counter, slipped her fingers underneath the larger woman’s chin, and gave her a tiny caress. As with all things Twilight did these days it was profit-minded; and she knew exactly what she was doing to Tempest as she saw the other girl’s nostrils flare and a steady bulge within her ripped jeans start to grow. Twilight’s voice was as melodic as she could offer it; and she even gave Tempest a wink from behind the lenses of her glasses.

“Because I’d be...so grateful…” She cooed, dropping fully into her best flirty tone. She had been forced to rely on it quite a bit since becoming a proper whore; most of her clients didn’t necessarily respond well to her otherwise professional approach. “I could make us both plenty of money...maybe enough for you to take me out to din--”

Twilight’s voice stopped as Tempest snatched a hand around her friend’s wrist. The owner of the Broken Horn gave her a fierce tug; enough to make Twilight jerk against the counter and her skirt to flip up; giving a pervert in the back a nice shot of the purple panties she wore. Tempest leaned her head in close to the other girl as she growled, her voice low and menacing - and clearly showing her arousal.

“...one day, you’re going to make good on all that teasing.” She murmured, before suddenly releasing Twilight once more. With that promise in the air she gestured to the line of back rooms; the stalls set up for people to either view porn in private or - in the case of one certain booth, get their cock sucked anonymously. “Get to work.”

“Thank you, Tempest~” Twilight offered in a sing-song voice that was starkly out of place with her business acumen, and she began to drift towards the back with a hum rising from her throat. She only got halfway there; however, before Tempest Shadow had the last laugh.

“Don’t thank me.” She remarked with a smirk, and gazed across the Broken Horn to the returning employee. “Thank the new girl, if she’s nice enough to share the booth with you.”

“What new girl?!”

If Twilight Sparkle ever saw one of the Shadowbolts ever again, it’d be too soon.

It was too soon. As Twilight slipped past the booths and into the secret door leading into the “service” side of the glory hole, she stood with her mouth agape and her eyes wide at the girl that had took her job. In many ways, they looked so much alike. Purple skin, glasses, matching Crystal Prep schoolgirl uniforms, though the young lady in question had silver hair pulled into a pair of pigtails. As Twilight Sparkle glared aghast at Sugarcoat sucking a cock that should’ve rightfully been her customer, the Shadowcolt merely lifted a hand with a finger outstretched, telling Twilight silently to wait a minute.

It was professional courtesy that kept Twilight from yanking the girl out of her booth by the pigtails and finishing the job herself. She was tense and furious as she watched Sugarcoat work; slipping her well-lubed hands up and down a throbbing amber-colored dick, alternating the rotation of her palms in different directions and securing her mouth squarely over the tip. It looked like the blowjob had just begun and it gave Twilight a chance to look at Sugarcoat’s setup...something she was almost instantly impressed by.

Did Tempest pay to have the room extended while she was gone?! That butch bitch. It was bigger than it used to be, and there was even a shelf built to be chest-high when someone was on their knees; a shelf that Sugarcoat had already stretched out her homework and a light snack of apple slices on. There were well-cushioned pads along the floor for her knees, and two soap dispensers on the wall - one with soap, appropriately enough, and the other with lube. It was a nice setup for sure and one that Tempest had clearly invested in for Sugarcoat to reap the benefits. It was hard for Twilight not to feel a little jealous.

Before long, Sugarcoat worked her client to an orgasm. With her hands alternating across that throbbing cock and her mouth securely locked around the head, she coaxed from him a hefty payload of sticky white cum as she made a gentle moaning noise. The man from the other side offered a heavy grunt as his load was unleashed, and when his tip popped from Sugarcoat’s mouth the girl leaned back and smacked her lips together. Twilight watched in awe as the girl opened up her mouth with that overflowing payload of cum, and reached down for her cell phone. She quickly switched it to selfie mode, levelled the shot to leave out her eyes and nose, and turned on the video recorder.

Gulp! She swallowed down that creamy mouthful, opened her mouth to show she had gobbled every last drop, and then promptly began to tap a few buttons on her phone. A few seconds later Twilight could hear the beep of a text message from the other side of the hole, and a man’s voice murmur partly to himself.

“...fuck, that’s hot…”

“Thanks for your business, you can go now.” Sugarcoat spoke without any real trace of enthusiasm, and sat back on her rump. She took a long drink from a bottle of water before finally looking over to the other girl, and lifted her brow in curious fashion. “Why are you here, Twilight? You’re not getting your old job back.”

“W...What?! You?! How? Why?!” Twilight Sparkle was normally packed full of dick on a Friday night, but this time it seemed to be questions that were filling her. She flailed her arms forward to where Sugarcoat sat as big as she pleased, gesturing not only to the girl herself but the shelf, the dispensers, the overall improved and renovated booth. “Tempest built you a shelf?! You’ve got knee pads?! All I got was a lousy pillow!”

“Guess you should have fucked Tempest like you always teased her with.” Sugarcoat gave a quick shrug and a scoff, lifting her nose at the other girl. “Once she realized I didn’t mind sucking her cock, she was more than happy to make things as comfortable as she could for me.”

Twilight blinked, and gave a fierce scowl. She was ready to storm out and complain to Tempest personally before another question hit her, and she pointed at the girl in an accusatory fashion.

“And what was that nonsense with the selfie?!” She demanded, her nose scrunching up. “Just what kind of operation are you running here, Sugarcoat?!”

In response, Sugarcoat rolled her eyes in dramatic fashion. She moved to take hold of a notepad-sized clipboard sitting against the wall and handed it over to Twilight without saying a word. The clipboard itself had a stack of papers and a pen attached to it, and was just small enough to push through the hole. As Twilight gazed down at it, her cheeks grew a deep blush of irritation.

Thanks for choosing the Broken Horn’s glory hole for your cocksucking needs! Our talented and beautiful service girl will be happy to give you the blowjob of your life. Please check which services you would like today, and return this form with payment. We accept cash and all major credit cards!

Blowjob: $50
The classic favorite!
Pussy: $80
Teenage pussy has never been so affordable!
Anal: $100
With this price, it’s like she’s taking it in the ass twice!

Add-Ons:
Personalized Experience: +$20

While you enjoy your teenage slut, she’ll loudly moan and beg for more. Please indicate which name or honorific you would like: _______

Momento Video: +100

After you cum, she’ll take a quick selfie movie and text you the results! This will be either a big swallow of cum or a solid ten seconds of her fingers playing in a cum-filled pussy or asshole! Consider it something to remember her by, and list your phone number here: ______

Thanks again for choosing the Broken Horn for your dick sucking needs today!

Twilight Sparkle lowered the clipboard held within a fierce grip, paused for a brief second, and scowled as she gazed back at Sugarcoat.

“...I’m angry that you took my spot, but I’m impressed by your organization and ingenuity.” She admitted in a completely honest, genuinely jealous voice. She gestured towards the clipboard and arched a brow at the other girl, as if she could hardly believe that Sugarcoat was capable of such a thing. “This was your idea, Sugarcoat? I’m positive Tempest Shadow wouldn’t of been this clever.”

“Of course it was my doing.” Sugarcoat beamed in response, and gently turned around on her knees. She moved to face Twilight and lean her back against the wall, right beside the hole where she was awaiting her next customer. The young woman adjusted her glasses in patient fashion, and was clearly more at ease than Twilight was. The girl that had abandoned the glory hole just like she had abandoned Canterlot High might have been the one that put the Broken Horn on the glory hole map, but it was Sugarcoat that had elevated it to a whole new level. “I have a burner phone that I use to send out the selfies and texts to maintain my anonymity, and the credit card deposits go right to the Horn directly. Tempest gives me my cut at the end of the night in cash, and I go home happy.”

“...giving people the opportunity to pay with their card and cash alike probably encourages them to spend more.” Twilight Sparkle observed, and padded closer to the other girl. She dropped down to her knees as she invited herself further in; bracing herself against the knee cushions and gazing down at the clipboard once more. Absently she reached into a pocket and pulled out a pen, and immediately began to make a few notes and edits to the sheet itself. “Though I think your form could stand to have some organization to make it easier for customers to fill out. It should also include a disclaimer that all transactions are final - and a time limit, just in case they take forever to cum. When I was working here every now and again I’d get someone that just couldn’t keep it up, or was intentionally pulling their dick out of the hole to stop from cumming, and then put it back. The customers need to know that sort of liability isn’t on you.”

“That’s...a good idea.” Sugarcoat murmured, tilting her head as she looked at the changes the other girl was making. Twilight was already drawing boxes and tables to make the data entry of the customer’s desires more clear. Sugarcoat smiled a little as she drew a bit closer, unable to resist prodding Twilight for even more info. “What other tips do you have?”

“Well, in the interest of organization you should really have a log somewhere.” Twilight responded simply, and soon flopped back on her rump. She folded her legs underneath her and continued to make edits and notes, before simply flipping the top page over and writing on the back. The sound of the pen scratching along the paper filled the tiny glory hole booth as she worked, jotting down notes and edits at rapid speed. “That way at the end of the month you can evaluate which options the customers seem to like the most. That way you know which of your holes are more popular and might necessitate a higher cost. After all, why get fucked in the ass one hundred times if you adjust your rates by ten percent and only get it ninety times?”

It didn’t take long for Sugarcoat to work her way over to Twilight, kneeling down beside the other girl and looking over her shoulder as she worked. Twilight Sparkle was every bit the brainy control freak she was back at Canterlot High, but it seemed somehow less obnoxious when it was within the parameters of making a glory hole even more profitable. In the notes she listed there were possible methods of increasing the value of her services, suggestions for Tempest Shadow to offer some sort of store promotion, and even an opportunity to purchase used panties through the glory hole. It was an impressive bit of work from an industrious young mind; one that had been in part inspired by Sugarcoat’s own entrepreneurialism. The two girls sat there for another ten minutes before they heard the sound of movement from outside, and saw a pair of jeans hanging out before the glory hole.

“Oh, I guess you’ll need this.” Twilight Sparkle pulled their work page from the top of the clipboard and handed Sugarcoat the rest. Before she had a chance to resist Sugarcoat yanked the pen from Twilight’s hand and started to scribble something down at the bottom of the fresh order form, and quickly moved to pass it through the hole. Twilight just sat in waiting as the new customer made their order; marking off a few options and then returning it with a credit card. Sugarcoat merely giggled as she took the card and started to process it, and while she did Twilight Sparkle looked at the edit she had made to the order form.

“Today Only!” The sheet read in Sugarcoat’s slightly messy, rushed handwriting. “We have two hot teenage sluts working the glory hole at the Broken Horn! If you’d like the other girl to participate in your service today, please add an extra $150 to your order.”

Sure enough, as Twilight looked at the customer’s order form, they were more than ready to accept that option. It was an additional rider onto their ordered package: a run at a teenage girl’s pussy with a celebration selfie afterwards. As Sugarcoat passed the man’s credit card back through the hole and he began to unbutton his jeans, the resident cocksucker looked back to the woman that had started it all, and stretched out a hand with a smile.

“Well, partner?” She asked with a kind smile, easily as sweetly as she had ever looked at Twilight Sparkle. Gone were the days of her bullying Twilight alongside the other Shadowbolts, now she clearly saw her as an equal in a very particular profession. “We’ll split the profits fifty fifty.”

Twilight Sparkle didn’t even need to think about it. It was a fair deal by any estimation, and Sugarcoat had already impressed her. Twilight Sparkle took the other girl’s hand into her own and moved forward to kneel on the other side of the hole as her, looking across the length of a thick, throbbing cock that started to emerge before them. As Twilight and Sugarcoat wrapped their hands around the plump cock they were given, Twilight took a deep breath and shook her head in a slight state of shock.

“I have to say, I’m surprised, Sugarcoat.” She offered, just as the pigtailed girl leaned forward and started to lick the offering from base to tip. “I never thought I’d meet someone that shared my business mind for this sort of thing.”

It could be the start of a very profitable partnership in the industry of getting fucked for money.

Twilight Sparkle was eager to talk to her new business partner about the future of their working relationship, but she was also smart enough to know that no client particularly wanted to hear such professional talk while he was receiving the services he paid for. As such, she kept mostly silent as she worked with Sugarcoat, their tongues weaving back and forth across a throbbing length and their hands alternating efforts to grip, squeeze, and tug him. The client hadn’t opted for them to make much noise or call him by a specific title, and so neither girl said much: it was a service that hadn’t been paid for, after all.

It didn’t take long for Twilight to realize that working with another girl made for an easier job. When she pulled her mouth off of that thick and throbbing tip Sugarcoat was there to replace her, ensuring that she’d always have the opportunity to give her jaw a rest when she needed it. The nearby spread of homework on the shelf was enough to tell Twilight that Sugarcoat did much the same thing she used to when she worked the hole, which offered even more opportunities for collaboration. Study buddies? Booth sluts? They could be a great many things together within those four close walls, making a hefty sum while they carried out their school obligations. Why, they could even take turns handling solo clients while the other focused on getting her homework done!

The man on the other side of the hole was savoring it intensely; there was no doubt that two eager little cocksuckers were working on his dick. The firm grips that kept passing his rod back and forth, the unmistakable sensation of two tongues weaving up and down his shaft, the heated breath of two hot teenage mouths rushing air across his length...it was money well spent. He was likely envisioning two greedy cum-hungry sluts competing for tastes of his dick, whispering to each other how much they loved it and how they couldn’t wait to feel him inside. In reality, the whispers going on that he couldn’t hear were drastically different, and much more focused and driven.

“...this was your brilliant idea, so you should decide who takes the creampie and who takes the picture.” Twilight Sparkle whispered against Sugarcoat’s ear. Her lips were glistening with the shared spit of both girls, though neither one of them was particularly aroused by it. This was business, after all! “I will completely acquiesce to your decision, Sugarcoat.”

Sugarcoat drug her tongue across their client’s cock in a long, wet swipe, and as it flicked from the edge of his precum-laden tip she simply carried her lips all the way towards Twilight’s ear, returning her whisper in the same professional tone.

“I’ll take the creampie.” She offered simply, as she held the man’s cock by the shaft and rubbed his spit soaked tip back and forth across Twilight’s cheek. “You’ll need to lick some cum out of my pussy in order to deliver a proper memento movie selfie. Purely professional, of course.”

“Of course.”

With their plan in mind, the two young women did exactly as they said. Sugarcoat stepped up in the booth and turned around to face her lower half to the hole; lifting up her schoolgirl skirt and bending forward enough to make the penetration smooth and easy. Twilight Sparkle was there to help and provide yet another valuable service - lining up a customer’s dick in a relatively confined environment. With Twilight holding his cock by the base and helping him inside of Sugarcoat it was an easy process indeed, and before long the pigtailed girl was bouncing back and forth, slamming her cutely round rump against the wall and taking his cock up to the base.

Twilight Sparkle was given a bit of time off while Sugarcoat fucked the client, so she prepared the burner phone for the selfie and slid herself into position. She moved so that she sat directly underneath Sugarcoat with her head resting just underneath the man’s cock - she could’ve easily helped out by licking it as it drove in and out of the other girl, but that was certainly something that would’ve merited an extra add-on when they designed the new order form. As it was, Twilight just laid back and stared up at Sugarcoat’s increasingly soaked pussy, fucked again and again to the point that some of the girl’s juice fell down to Twilight’s face. She drew in deep breaths of the other girl’s pussy as it was fucked and filled, and it was certainly enough for Twilight to tell that on some visceral level Sugarcoat enjoyed it.

That was good. Neither of them would be whores if they didn’t like sex, after all, but they were both focused enough to keep their mind on the money itself. It pleased Twilight to know that the girl she was likely entering a business partnership with was of the same mind. When the client finally started to work himself to release Sugarcoat fucked him all the harder, slamming her rear back with more intensity until his length finally started to throb and pulse. Twilight took the opportunity to balance the selfie camera as best as she was able; already knowing it would be a bit tricky to record herself eating Sugarcoat’s creampie while keeping part of her face out of the picture. Perhaps they could get Tempest to spring for a garter-mounted thigh camera!

Their first shared client left Sugarcoat’s pussy overflowing with cum, and Twilight Sparkle was there in an instant to start gobbling and slurping. She balanced the selfie camera as best she was able and secured a solid twenty seconds of her working; her tongue moving back and forth, cum oozing out of Sugarcoat’s folds, and two hearty, hefty swallows to show she was drinking it down. Sugarcoat trembled and spasmed while Twilight worked her tongue across the other girl’s folds, and though she couldn’t be entirely sure, it seemed like the girl had a climax from those tender licks. A small one. Probably an aftermath of getting fucked and creampied anonymously.

When Twilight Sparkle sat back up and turned to the order form’s listed phone number, she sent the recorded video along to complete the client’s transaction. Already Sugarcoat was bringing herself down to sit beside her new partner, and had pulled a fresh paper towel from a wall-mounted unit, dabbing her pussy to clean up some of the cream before handing it over to Twilight. As their client walked away Twilight was busy wiping off her mouth, and she flashed a bright and cheerful smile to Sugarcoat.

Probably the most sunny and pleasant smile she had ever given in the industry. She was a girl that enjoyed her work; of course, but nothing gave her quite so much pleasure than realizing that she had a potential new coworker that shared her values of pleasure for profit.

“Sugarcoat, I think the two of us can work very well together.” She offered, and stretched out a hand for the other girl to shake. “What do you say? Mind if I share the glory hole with you for a few weeks?”

“I think this is the beginning of a mutually beneficial partnership.” Sugarcoat didn’t even hesitate as she pressed her hand into Twilight’s, sealing their arrangement with a firm shake. “I look forward to expanding our business together!”

Two mouths were better than one. In one short week Twilight Sparkle had learned as much, and Sugarcoat had helped her tremendously during that time. It was nice being back in the old glory hole again, and even better having a fresh perspective to help keep her on the most profitable track. And by the end of the week, Sugarcoat had convinced Twilight to make good on one of the promises she had been teasing for months.

“Fuck, that’s nice...keep at it, you little cumdump sluts…” Tempest Shadow hissed between her teeth as she reclined in her office chair in the Broken Horn’s back room. She had closed up shop early because it was a slow day; likely because most of her shop’s visitors had spent their money at the glory hole and its brand new set of services. It gave the store’s proprietor a chance to enjoy herself, so she didn’t care all that much. As Tempest spread her legs all the further apart she took a tight fistful of hair belonging to both girls, and forced Twilight and Sugarcoat’s mouths harder against the base of her dick. “This is how you get what you want, whores.”

Twilight Sparkle and Sugarcoat both knew their business. They knew how to get what they wanted. Neither one of them corrected her; though, since the thick-cocked owner of the Broken Horn had still been good to them. Letting them run their business while only taking a small cut was a good deal by any estimation, and her cock was easily the best one they had serviced that day. It was...a hell of a lot bigger than Twilight had expected, to be honest. She would’ve put money on Tempest being all talk and no show, but the scarred woman was packing nearly ten inches in her pants. Ten inches that were now covered in spit shared across two different girls, and were positioned to drive down deep into Twilight’s mouth. As Tempest lined up her enormous tip against Twilight’s lips she offered a particularly wide and wicked smile, just before thrusting herself forward and slamming her cock deep into the girl’s mouth.

“I’ve wanted to facefuck you since the first day you walked into my shop.” She announced simply, and then proceeded to do precisely that. Sugarcoat watched for a few seconds as Twilight was forced to bounce her mouth up and down on Tempest’s cock; seeing her cheeks fill and her throat bulge, and lines of spit cascade down the corners of her lips. After briefly nibbling her bottom lip Sugarcoat dropped her mouth down to Tempest’s sack, and she worked to help Twilight by spreading her tongue back and forth across the larger girl’s heavy, hanging balls.

It didn’t take long - it never did between their shared talents. When Tempest finally came she made sure to do it squarely into Twilight’s throat - just as she had promised to do many times in the past. Twilight Sparkle was left with her body quivering in a state of strain and pleasure as she felt her throat coated in the warm nectar of the other woman, and soon she felt Sugarcoat’s tongue moving back and forth across the edges of her lips, cleaning up any of the spunk that flowed past. Twilight merely stared through her glasses at the Broken Horn’s owner, drinking mouthful after mouthful of rich, heavy cum before finally letting the tip flop from her lips. She finished off the girl’s payload with another swallow, and then offered a tiny cough before flashing her gaze at the mohawked girl’s features.

“There. Remember your part of the bargain, Tempest.”

“You know what we want, Tempest.” Sugarcoat responded in turn, linking an arm around her new business partner’s waist and standing alongside her in solidarity. The owner of the Broken Horn, as stoic and strong as she was, didn’t mind relenting. She gave the pair of girls a small shrug, turned at her desk to face her computer, and promptly brought up a shopping website.

“All right.” She conceded. “Which cappuccino machine did you want for the booth again?”

Already, Twilight’s new partnership was paying big dividends. She could only imagine where things could go from here!

End of Chapter Four.

Author's Notes:

Boom! I just wrote this chapter today and thought it was fun enough to share. Hope you all enjoy Twilight's oh-so professional method of sucking donger!

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