Flying in the Wrong Lane

by soothsayer


Chapter 8

Sitting across from me was Chase with her hair wrapped up in her towel. She was still glowing from the hot shower we had just shared. She was casually munching on a mouth full of cereal. We were enjoying a long uncomfortable silence. In three hours she had gotten off five different times. Me I barely got my relief one time. I had never had such a hard time in my life. But, to look at her you would have thought I was a stud.

"Where the buck did you learn to do that thing you did with your tongue? That wasn't something you could do when we were together." she asked still in awe of my strange discovery.

All I could offer was a shrug.

"I hate that it wasn't good for you but, damn. Now that I know you can do that I am seriously considering opening up negotiations for that on a regular basis." she said with a seductive bat of her eye lashes.

Taking a bite from my own cereal I kind of zoned out. I could hear her talking but I wasn't listening. Replaying the event the date with Rarity, the fight with Blossomforth, my wild sex with Caramel, and my busted attempt at sex with Chase I had to ask,

"What do you know about Caramel?"

Raising an eyebrow she leaned closer to me,

"Caramel Apple?"

Nodding yes I watched her give me a confused look. Looking lost in thought I got up and put my now empty bowl in the sink. I could still feel a little woozy from a combination of alcohol and our recent activities.

"He and Sassaflash have been going out for forever. Uh, he sometimes goes to Berry's place. He is friends with that Shinning Armor dude. He and Sassaflash have sort of an open relationship." she listed off.

"Open relationship?" I asked.

"It means they are mostly each others special someponies but neither gets mad if the other buck's somepony else."

"I know what it means. It was just rhetorical" I answered.

"Why the sudden interest in Caramel?"

Looking over at my best friend I decided that I wanted to tell her about what happened,

"I went to Berry's place one night a few months back. Me and him got drunk and I ended up at his place. And we ended up bucking."

She gasped,

"No. Bucking. Way. Dude!"

I was blushing at my own admission and she just looked shell shocked. After a minuet she started to furiously chow down on her cereal. Finishing it off she turned the bowl up and slurped up the milk. Setting down the bowl, she shot me a bemused look,

"Ok that is like way out there. But, details. I need details."

I told her everything that I remembered and how I seemed to keep dreaming about it. With each word her smile grew.

"Ok I think I know what your problem is now. You were looking for the perfect mare when you should have been looking for the perfect stallion. It make so much sense."

"I am not gay," I answered flatly.

"Says the stallion who couldn't get up for a awesome mare like me for the love of Celestia!" she teased.

I shook my head,

"No. Just, no."

By then she was cackling like fool.

"You are so gay! Admit it, dude. You wouldn't keep having that dream and you wouldn't be getting off in your sleep if you didn't like it."

I had to prove to her that I wasn't. So I did the only thing I could I raked the table clean and pointed to the center of the table with a hoof.

"Here! Now!"

Shrugging she gave me a smile,

"Alright, I'm game."


Our shower ended up being a waste. Collapsed atop her both of us were letting out ragged breaths. Her mane was sprawled out behind her. The little turban hat had been wrapped around her head was unfurled and was laying in the floor. I could still feel her after shocks and she quivered with each one as they trailed off. Her body was again glowing. Dear Celestia why did I ever let you go I thought. We lay there in each others hooves for a while. Nuzzling against her chest I heard her let out a pleased,

"mmm mmm."

She ruffled my mane with a hoof and sighed,

"Lane you are the perfect stallion. But, could you get off me, babe."

Raising up I heard the click of my front door and in horror both Chase and I turned to the door. There was a loud gasp. Standing in the door way was Flitter and Blossom. Flitter looked pissed and Blossom looked like I had just killed her puppy. She let out a squeak and the ran out.

"Wait! Wait, I can explain." I yelled out as I pulled myself up from the table and off of Chase. Hearing another voice my eyes drew back to pin pricks as I recognized it.

"Explain what? I'm sure it isn't anything to be worried about. I'm so sorry, Darling. I over reacted. I thought you and Blossom had gone behind my back and... what is that smell?" rambled Rarity. As it finally dawned on her I gave a nervous chuckle,

"Uh, hi Rarity."

She exploded into a fit of rage as her horn's aura roared to life. She hurled several of my umbrellas at the two of us. Knowing full well what a unicorns magic could do I grabbed the edge of the table and rocked it back dropping both me and a wide eyed Chase to the floor. I tried to keep her under me so that she wouldn't be hurt from the fall. As she fell into a heap on top of me she gave me a hard look,

"What the hay are you-" her words were cut short as a umbrella struck the table and pierced through it. It came to a halt just inches from her muzzle. Looking down with her bed mane she gave me a dumbfounded look.

"You! Underhooved, manipulative, bastard! How dare you! How dare you!" screamed Rarity as she pelted our makeshift fort with Celesta knows what. I heard a something hit the table that almost rung as it shattered.

"Damn! She just broke mom's tea cozy," I cursed. More and more stuff bombarded the table. Looking a my partner in crime. I couldn't help but laugh at her almost whimsical expression. The barrage died away and I chanced a look. Rarity was now standing in the middle of my now wrecked living room. My couch was turned over and my t.v. lay busted on the floor. My drapes had been torn to shreds looking like some great cat has took a swing or two at them with its giant paws. Rarity was dripping with sweat and her mane was plastered to her coat. She seemed to be breathing very heavily. Looking down I could see just about every knife and piece of silver wear I owned was embedded in my kitchen table.

"Well? Are you through with your fit now?" I asked sarcastically. Her head jerked up and she let out a primal scream. Her aura spread out from her horn and incased her entire body. With a flick of her horn she sent the table flying out my dining room window. The floor beneath me started to rumble and I gave Chase a worried look. She gave me a nice knowing you look just before the rumbling came to a halt. Something or rather somepony had blew her aura, which previously was roaring like a giant blue sun around her, out like it was a birthday candle.
Standing in my door way was Princess Twilight with a very grim look on her face. Looking back at Chase she said exactly what I was thinking,

"Well if we weren't' bucked before, we are now!"