> Sandy Fan Service
>  by canadianbrony91
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> Sandy Fan Service (Part 1 of 2)
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	Octavia's shoulder was beginning to hurt from carrying her cello case all the way from practice and she rolled her shoulders around a little when she put it down next to her front door, feeling achy already. It wasn't like her to procrastinate, yet she was putting off the idea of getting a carrier for it that had wheels. It certainly would've helped and it'd take away the risk of having back problems down the road. 

She wasn't thinking about that, though. All she wanted to do was get inside and relax after a relatively difficult rehearsal. The idea of going to the beach for a while later stirred in her mind after seeing how beautiful a day it was; there wasn't a single cloud in the sky and a steady cool breeze blew through her hair. It was perfect beach weather and she hadn't gone in quite some time because of her insecurity of her body. Though, because of her recent good dieting, she felt the confidence she needed to be able to wear a bikini outdoors. 

"Vinyl? I'm home!" She lugged the cello inside and closed the door behind her via bumping it with her butt. 

There was no answer; Octavia groaned, hoisting the case up and laying it down on the couch. She knew that it was rare to see her roommate up and about at eight in the morning, but that didn't mean she wasn't opposed to it. In fact, she was getting pretty tired of it. 

"Honestly..."

She stood in the middle of her living room contemplating what to do. She knew waking her up would make her grumpy, but she didn't really want to go out to the beach by herself. It'd be an uplifting sight to see Vinyl out and about and, after some thought, she thought it was worth waking her up and dragging her out of bed. 

Instead of going to her room to rest her weary body on the bed that was practically calling out to her, she turned and knocked on Vinyl's door. She didn't expect a response. It was more like an act of courtesy. 

There was complete darkness inside when she entered; not a single light came from within the room save from the hallway light that leaked in when the door opened. It hit Vinyl's bed which revealed her sleeping still body into several sheets with only her poofey messy blue hair sticking out from them. 

Octavia flipped the light switch on after feeling around for it with her fingers along the wall. 

"Come on, Vinyl. Time to wake up." She said with her sophisticated Canterlot tone as she approached her and started peeling off layers of sheets. "I'm not letting you stay inside today." 

"Nngh..." Vinyl groaned and felt the cold air hit her. She coiled up in a ball to protect herself and her bright blue tail curled between her legs, but Octavia started to drag her out. The struggling DJ tried using her magic to pull the sheets back, but she was too groggy to focus on any spells; Octavia easily overpowered her. 

"Noo..." She dug her fingernails into the sheets, still groaning. "Don't leave me, bed..." 

Once Octavia got her to the floor and there was no place to go, she got to her knees and rubbed her eyes drowsily.

She looked up at her, grimacing with tired and saggy eyes.

"You're evil..." 





Vinyl stared out the train window for quite some time without saying anything. Her head rested on her hand in a bored manner as they passed the outskirts of Ponyville towards Los Pegasus. It wasn't the shortest ride in the world; given there were no delays, it usually took about an hour’s ride. However, it was the closest beach to Ponyville. 

She felt as if she was abandoning her work at home and with each mile the train traveled, the feeling got worse and worse until it got to the point where it was all she could think about. 

Octavia didn't expect her roommate to do much talking on the way there since she was still drowsy and probably mad with her, but she was pleasantly surprised that she never once laid her head down to nap on the way there. Her ears stayed perky and upright nearly the entire time, never laying flat to hint that she was dozing off.

She pulled the collar on her tee shirt and looked down underneath. She didn't look happy at what she saw.

"This bikini hardly even fits anymore..." 

"Be thankful. Not all of us gain weight that conveniently." 

"What, you jealous?" She smirked and teased Octavia by squeezing her own breasts. Her bikini top was a size or two too small for her and was barely able to hold them. “What do you think these puppies are, now? D's?" 

Octavia rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. She was too well-mannered to let it get to her. Though, it wasn't hard not to be jealous of breasts her size especially since Vinyl's "diet" usually went straight to her tits whilst Octavia's hips were the first to pack on pounds. 

"Hey, don't feel too bad, Octy. At least yours don't bounce all over the place when you run." 

"Like you ever have to deal with that..." Octavia teased back. 

"Hey, I run all the time!" 

"What, back and forth from the fridge?" She chuckled at her own joke and made Vinyl's cheeks flush with embarrassment. 

"Whatever..." Vinyl resumed staring out the window, trying not to act insulted. In a tiny fit of frustration, she used her magic to pull Octavia's bangs down in front of her face. It only made her grin since she was used to her doing so every time they got in an argument. 

Octavia sighed. "I'm sorry, Vinyl. You know I'm only teasing... I really am glad you came with me today." Her hand rested gently over Vinyl's and she decided to hold back the fact that she was wearing some bandages over her breasts so they didn't look so large. In reality, they were just as big as Vinyl’s, but she didn't want her picking on her about it. It did get a bit annoying to be so restricted all the time, but it was worth not having the embarrassment of not being able to fit in most of her dresses and having guys at her rehearsals in Canterlot ogle over them. How she had been able to keep it a secret from Vinyl for such a long time was beyond her. 

"I really wanted to finish that song today... It's the last one in my album..." She grumbled, still in a bad mood from not getting her usual amount of sleep. "I was even gonna have Neon over to help..."

"Well, how about this: If you promise to enjoy yourself while we're there, then I'll leave you alone until you finish it when we get back."

She thought about the offer for a few seconds.

"No chores?" Vinyl's expression lightened slightly and she resumed eye contact. 

"No chores." 

She leaned in closer. "And no errands?

"Yes, and no errands." Octavia chuckled. 

"Sweet. Deal. But no lame stuff like sunbathing or anything like that, got it?" Vinyl pointed a finger at her with a grimace.

"Vinyl, you can do whatever you like. It wouldn't be fun otherwise, would it? Ooh!" Octavia yelped as the train brakes engaged, pushing her forward a little and causing Vinyl's head to snap back. "Goodness, couldn't they give some kind of warning first?" 

The smell of saltwater drifting in from the cracked windows gave away where they were and they got up to leave with their backpacks shortly after the train achieved a full stop. The moisture in the air coupled with the hot sandy wood planks lining the train station were just some of the telltale beach-like things that perked the two girls' enthusiasm. 

It didn't take them long to hop off the train and onto the fluffy white sand and by the time their hooves dug into the sand, the train was already taking off toward its next destination. Vinyl put her signature purple shades on and smiled as she felt the hot sand squeak beneath her hooves as she walked. The sun was hotter than it normally felt to Vinyl, but it was somehow nice at the same time. The stiff ocean breeze helped with the heat as well and it blew her hair back with ease. 

"See? It's a gorgeous day!" Octavia stretched. 

"Yeah. It's pretty cool, I guess." Vinyl pretended to not be overly interested but on the inside, it did feel good to her. 

"Come on; let’s find a spot before they're all taken up." She took out her large beach towel from her backpack and threw it over her shoulder before taking Vinyl's hand and leading her through the sand towards the shore. 

Vinyl didn't bother bringing one since she'd be swimming or doing something else the whole time; lying around in the heat didn't appeal to her much. Though, it seemed as if Octavia put one in her bag anyway. It was a lot heavier and larger than she remembered after she packed it. 

There were a considerable amount of people out and about and it came as no surprise to the girls since the weather was perfect. Luckily, they were able to spot out an opening in the sand that had fewer visitors, so they went straight there before the spot was taken up by anyone else. There were dozens of pegasi gliding about in the wind over the water and some were pulling ropes attached to surf boards; it was a major sport in most of Equestria. 

It didn't take long for Octavia to put on her shades, lay her towel down and start relaxing. She pulled out some sunscreen and stripped down to her black one piece swimsuit. It was sleek, thin and sexy with spaghetti string shoulders that she slid down slightly so that they wouldn't leave an embarrassing tan line on her. Though, it was still enough to hide Octavia's bandages that held down her breasts and made them look smaller than they really were. She slathered the sunscreen over her arms and legs, which made her short fur mat down slightly and also made Vinyl inadvertently stare through her sunglasses. She felt a little naughty since they were so tinted that nobody could see where exactly she was looking.

The swimsuit was comfortable for Octavia since it gave her some modesty, though, she brought another swimsuit with her. It was much skimpier than the one piece she had on at the time, but she was only planning on showing it off later in the day when Vinyl was away since it would be impossible to hide her bandages beneath the thin stringy bikini top. The last thing she wanted was her roommates nonstop teasing about her being a bimbo or a cow.

"I can feel your eyes burning through your glasses, sweetie." Octavia grinned and closed her eyes. She wasn't surprised that Vinyl was admiring her body. Even though they lived together, she rarely got to see it without many clothes on.

"Hey, I wasn't-" 

"Mhmm." Octavia sighed and nuzzled the back of her head into the towel, making a semi-circular dent in the sand as a makeshift pillow. 

Vinyl decided not to start an argument and, after feeling some self-doubt, began taking off her shirt and short shorts. Her tits bounced up and down after the shirt came off and her blue and white patterned bikini finally showed itself. After making sure the ties on the sides of her bottom were secure, she fruitlessly tried to adjust it so that it was covering more of her breasts, but they had simply grown too large. 

"Goodness, Vinyl. You weren’t joking about that top not fitting..." 

"Hey, who's staring now?!" She turned quickly and protested, feeling a little ashamed of having to show so much fur.

Octavia giggled a little and covered her mouth, making Vinyl grumble to herself even though she knew she was teasing.

"Whatever. You stay here and get sand in your fur. I'm gonna go-" 

"Hey, is that DJ-Pony?!" 

Vinyl got cut off by an unfamiliar voice from the side and her ears perked up before sulking, knowing what was about to happen. 

"Dude, no way! It's totally her!" 

Even though she despised nerdy desperate fan boys ogling over her, she had to put on a smile and act like she was happy. She was really looking forward to cooling off in the ocean, so it made her all the more annoyed. 

"Oh, hey. What’s up?" She waved and smiled awkwardly.

Oh Celestia, please kill me now.





It took her almost ten minutes to get past the small talk with them and sign their swimsuits since they didn't have anything else to sign at the time. 

Ugh... Why can't there be more fans that aren't like this... She thought to herself whilst smiling the whole time. Most of them were either vastly overweight or toothpick sized, but she had to play it cool and think nothing of it. 

That is, until she got to the last boy in the back of the group. He didn't really say anything during the exchange of desperate fanboying, but he still looked happy to see her. Vinyl thought that he was probably the older and more mature one in the group. He was the only one out of the group with a cutie mark, which was a block of fudge with some kind of nuts in it. 

As the other guys kept talking to her and trying to keep her attention, Vinyl couldn't quite keep her eyes off the one in the back. His muscle tone shone in the sun and he had an admirable six pack and pecks on his smooth dark brown-furred chest that made Vinyl's hormones start revving up. It was obvious that he did a lot of physical labor which wasn't uncommon for people like him who weren't pegasi or unicorns. If that weren't enough, he had a cute black haircut that partially swept over one of his hazel eyes alongside a short tail with the same style. He definitely looked older than the rest; he was probably in his early twenties while the other kids looked barely eighteen.

"Yo, uh..." Vinyl tried to remember if he told her his name, but couldn't. "I'm sorry; I didn't quite catch your name." She looked behind the shorter younger ones and held out her hand to him. 

"Oh... Fudge Dollop. Sorry about that." He shook it lightly and politely.

"Nah. It's cool. I-" 

One of the fans pulled out his ringing cell phone and started talking into it, seeming a bit disappointed and upset about whatever he was listening to. 

"Aw, mom! Come on, we just saw DJ-Pony out here! Please?!" He ended the call with a groan and put the phone back in his pocket. "Mom says we gotta go back." 

They all huffed and hawed like children not wanting to go to bed after eating a boat load of chocolate. Though, Fudge only looked down at his watch and said nothing. Vinyl noticed that it was a rather expensive-looking one at that. 

Geez... Cute and rolling in money? She raised an eyebrow with interest while her fingers nervously played with the base of her tail from behind.

"You guys go ahead. I don't wanna get in trouble with your mom." Vinyl continued her cute act for them.

She sighed in relief when they got out of earshot and finally felt to herself again. That is, until she noticed that Fudge was still hanging around rather awkwardly. 

"You, uh... You going with them, or...?" 

"Me? Nah. I'm just one of their friends. I don't fall under their mom's jurisdiction." 

"Oh, cool. So, like... You're here by yourself?" 

"Yeah, pretty much. By the way, when's your next album coming out? I forgot to ask. No offense, it's just been a while since... You know." 

"I'm probably gonna finish it up today once I get back home." 

Fudge started walking past her and Vinyl walked alongside him. Even though she was just there to relax, it didn't mean she couldn't spend time talking with a rather handsome man in nothing but swim trunks. It was hard for her to keep up her cool attitude and not go googley-eyed over him because of his near-perfect body. 

Once or twice, she caught him taking peeks at her breasts. He didn't have the luxury of having shades, so it was pretty obvious when he did it. She pretended not to notice since it actually helped her self-esteem slightly and she couldn't really blame him because she had been checking him out, too. 

In fact, she could've sworn that the bulge in his swim trunks had grown since they started talking. She hadn't gotten laid in months, so she was getting thirsty to say the least. She didn't really care who it was, but seeing that he was a fan of hers and was at least somewhat mature in both personality and stature gave her all the more reason to want to give him some fan service. Every once and a while, she caught herself swishing her tail back and forth involuntarily from excitement.

She couldn't go in for the kill yet, though. It would come across as creepy and desperate. 

"So what do you do?" She asked after a long awkward pause as they continued to walk along the shore and feel the cool salt water submerge their hooves every minute or so.

"I work at a confectionery shop in Appleoosa." 

"Oh, sweet." 

"Yeah, I guess you could say that." He grinned and gave her a sly look that threw her off because his facial expressions up to that point were pretty bland. 

She chuckled once she got the joke. "Nice one, dude..." 

Some cheering and whistling came from close by and the two almost missed a pegasus doing a complex backflip spin using her wings whilst surfboarding. 

"Oh, rad!" Vinyl looked past Fudge to see if the guy would do any other tricks, but he didn't. Fudge didn't seem very interested, so she didn't bother saying anything else about it. "So, like, you make cakes and stuff?"

"Mostly chocolate and fudge and stuff like that, yeah."

Vinyl decided it was time to start prodding his interests. 

"How'd you keep a body like that working there?" She smirked. 

"Heh. I don't really like sweets, to be honest. I'm just good at making them. I mean, I'll taste some to make sure the batch is right, but I don't eat 'em just to eat 'em." His slightly twangy Appleoosa accent was starting to become apparent to Vinyl, but she was surprised that he didn't get too flustered from such an obvious compliment about his body. 

"Really? Why do you do it, then? I mean, since you don't like that stuff." 

"Well..." He looked up and thought. The bright sun made his eyes squint. 

"Sorry, I didn't mean it like that..." 

Shit... Good one, Vinyl.

"Huh? No, it’s alright. I guess I like doing it because it makes kids happy. Being able to make stuff that cheers kids up is worth it. It's just one of those jobs you feel good about at the end of the day because you know you made at least one person's day way better; just makes you feel like you're doing something worthwhile." 

Vinyl took a second to recover from the suddenly serious tone he had. 

"That's... Really sweet... I mean, not in that way." She chuckled again at another unintentional bad pun. 

"It's the same with you, right? Part of why you make music is because it makes people happy." 

She thought it over for a few moments. He was right. Deep down, the real reason why she made music was to make people enjoy themselves listening to it. 	

"Yeah, I guess you're right..." 

Vinyl couldn't get over how sweet and mature he seemed just after a few minutes of meeting him. It felt weird to her, but she was actually starting to get attracted to him on a deeper level. Obviously, it wouldn't work because of her career, but it kept her interested in him longer than most fans could.

"Sorry for being like that. I'm sure I must be a bore to talk to." 

"Nah, dude. You're cool! Actually, I uh..." Vinyl paused, thinking about whether or not it was wise to say what she was about to say. "I think this is one of the most interesting conversations I've ever had with a fan before. I mean, you are a fan right? I never actually asked; I just assumed..." 

"Yeah, I love your music. I listen to your Disco Pop Rocks album while I'm at work all the time. But, uh..."
He grinned, albeit a little nervously. "If I'm that interesting to talk to then I feel bad for the rest of your fans."

"Oh, man... Don't even get me started..." Vinyl rolled her eyes and returned his grin.

He came to a stop and started to walk up the beach towards a rather large condo building. Vinyl didn't know why until he stopped at the wooden planks in the sand leading up to its gate. The buildings themselves were extravagant and it was apparent that whoever built them spared no expense. There were large balconies on the outside of every room and a huge swimming pool lay before it with a tiki-style bar. It looked like where old couples went when they retired, but Fudge looked like he was only in his lower twenties. 

"This is my condo, so..." 

"Wait, what? This is where you live?!" Her ears perked up in surprise as she looked up.

"Yup." He replied nonchalantly. 

"Geez, how much do they pay you at that shop?!" Vinyl stared up in awe and left her jaw agape without realizing it. 

"Well, my dad owns it. I just stay here by myself, though." 

"Oh. Right... Damn, it's freaking huge..." 

"Yup... Well anyways, I don't mean to be rude but I should probably go. I have some plans with my friends later tonight, so I've gotta get ready." 

"Yeah, sure. Sorry, I didn't mean to-" 

"It's alright, trust me. Talking with DJ-Pony is worth it." He stepped back and opened the gate into the swimming pool area, giving a small wave goodbye and a sincere smile. "I'll see ya around." 

"Yeah..." She almost wanted to stop him and ask something, but she wasn't sure what she wanted to ask. She stood there awkwardly and watched his silky smooth jet black tail blow in the wind as he went towards a row of shower stalls.

A sly yet nervous grin grew on her cheeks.

Maybe that guy deserves a little more than an autograph...





The water was ice cold when it first hit Fudge's fur and he jolted from it, cursing under his breath. As it warmed up and he stepped into the falling stream, closing the door to the stall and taking his swim trousers off, he realized what he feared. Being so close to one of his idols in a skimpy bikini had made his member excited. The baggy swimsuit managed to barely hide it and thankfully so. 

"Geez... Way to go, you perv." He whispered to himself, hoping that she wasn't able to see his bulge he'd been carrying around the whole time. 

Just as he was about to reach for the cold water knob to help his "problem" go away, he heard a disturbance behind him. It took him a fraction of a second to understand that the door opened and someone went in, but by then, it was too late. Vinyl was already inside and had set the latch in place to lock the door.

"Hey! What the-" 

Vinyl shushed him by holding a finger over his lips. He went silent for a few seconds and gave him time to realize that he should probably keep quiet.

"What the heck are you doing here?"	

"I just thought you deserved something a little more than an autograph..." She smiled and stared down at his muscularly cut chest. Her tone was suppressed so that no one outside of a couple of meters could hear her. 

He was obviously getting excited even though he was desperately trying to cover his member with his hands. 

"Y-You mean like a k-kiss? Or... Wait let me-" He reached down to grab his swim shorts that he took off no longer than a minute ago, but Vinyl stopped him. 

"Oh, you won't be needing those..." She gave him her best pair of bedroom eyes and purposefully puffed her chest out to bring attention to her breasts. After catching him glancing down at them, she knew her methods were working. 

He gulped as she gripped both of his wrists. After some resistance, she was finally able to move them away. She instantly looked down and gasped both to tease him and out of genuine shock. 

"Geez, you're pretty... Big..." She stared down at his cock which was standing fully erect and upright; it wasn't the longest cock she'd ever seen, but it was most certainly thicker than most she'd experienced. And, at least for her, the wider ones were always the best. It was a nice, well-kept jet-black cock with a rather handsome flared head that made Vinyl daydream about it being thrust inside of her.

"V- Vinyl, I..." He stuttered cutely as she traced a single finger down his belly towards his excited twitching member. She could already see veins bulging out from the skin on his dick.

She would've stopped if not for the obvious signs that he was enjoying it. Context clues from the earlier conversation hinted that he was single, so there was no need for Vinyl to worry about that. 

She finally gripped his shaft as he stepped back and leaned his back against the shower wall. 

"Ooh, it's super hard..." Her weight pressed against him, somewhat keeping him pinned to the wall as she stroked his cock slowly. She leaned in and whispered into his ear.

"So... What can I do to service one of my biggest fans?" She said in a seductive voice that was meant to make him melt. It did. 

"I- I... What do you m-mean...?" Watching his mature personality from before devolve into nervous sexually frustrated stuttering was oddly entertaining to her. 

"I mean..." Her stroking continued as he throbbed in her hand. "Just tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it." 

His panting tickled her shoulder as he kept staring down at her breasts. 

"Um... Maybe, if it's okay with you..." 

"Come on; spit it out, egghead..." Vinyl grinned, knowing she was in control for the most part. 

"Y-Your tits..." 

"Mhmm?" 

"Can I...?" 

"Sure." Vinyl's ears flattened and relaxed.

She reached behind and searched for the knot keeping her top on and slowly pulled the string as Fudge kept his stare. 

The bikini top fell down and her breasts became exposed. Fudge looked as if he had been visited by an angel while she pushed them up with her hands for effect. Her nipples were already perky from seeing him naked. 

"Well? What do you think?" She gave him a sly grin meant to tease.

He gulped nervously with rosy cheeks and stared shamelessly before reaching out and squeezing them with his hands.

"Ooh!" Vinyl semi-moaned from the sudden contact and let him do what he wanted, her hands going back down to stroke him. He was solid as stone at that point. 

He squeezed them gently, enthralled by how soft and larger than normal they were.

"Hahh!" She yelped, not protesting at all but surprised at how sensitive they were. "Y-You can do whatever you like with them, Fudge..." 

He didn't waste any time before leaning down and licking her nipples, and she had to cover her mouth to keep from moaning any more. His wet slippery tongue slid back and forth against the tip of one of her nipples while he slowly played with the other in his hand. She was getting hornier by the second and wanted him to fuck her senseless but at the same time, she knew she couldn't come off as too desperate especially since neither of them had a condom on them. Still, she wanted to do something more to him than stroking. 

"Hey..." She leaned in and whispered into his ear in a seductive tone. "Mind if I have a taste of your fudge...?" 

His body trembled in excitement as she said the words; she could tell he wanted it so badly. She giggled and went down to her knees, getting a closer view of his cock. It had grown a little more than last she saw it and the veins popping out of it convinced her that he was as horny as he was going to get. 

"Y-Yeah, go ahead... Mmmphh!" He groaned as he felt Vinyl’s warm tongue slide underneath his shaft a few times. 

She smiled when she heard his reaction and kept licking over his length. He stared down at her while she serviced him and waited for the moment she'd go a step further. He could feel a strange tingling feeling envelop his balls and saw that she was massaging them with her magic. 

That moment came quicker than he thought as she started sucking his sensitive head and swirling her tongue around it. Vinyl felt his fingers run through her hair as she did so, hinting to her that he wanted more. Normally, she'd tease the guy and wait for him to go crazy before giving him what he wanted, but she was feeling extra frisky on that particular day. Besides, there was something about him that she felt was deserving of something better than she usually gave. 

Slowly but surely, she went down on his cock and slid him inside her mouth, listening to his groans all the way down. As she guessed, it was a wider than normal cock, so she had to stretch her lips a little more than she was accustomed to; that was for the head, for the most part. Yet, eventually, she was able to start sucking on him with ease. She could only go about halfway down before his head hit the back of her throat, but from what she was hearing above her, he was still enjoying every second of it. 

She added some lewd slurping sounds to the mix for his enjoyment before taking him out and stroking his slippery cock while she continued to grope his balls with her magic. It was a risky move to use spells on such a sensitive area of a man's sex, but Vinyl had more than enough experience with men to know how hard was too hard.

"Ahh! Vinyl... F-Fuck..." He bit his lip at his own sensitivity. 

The smell of his sex was starting to push Vinyl over the edge and she was doing as much as she could to not fuck him right then and there. Her pussy was practically dripping through her bikini bottom and was starting to mat down her fur around it.

"Hey... You said you liked my tits, right?" 

He nodded, but he didn't have time to actually answer before Vinyl grabbed a nearby bar of soap and lathered her breasts with it. Fudge sat there patiently watching even though his member was now twitching and throbbing in front of him, eager for more attention. The only thing keeping him from losing it and having his way with her was the fact that she was famous and he would probably feel the diplomatic wrath of the industry for hurting her in any way.

Leaning up slightly, she pressed her tits around his cock and felt him throbbing against them as his shaft disappeared between them and his head popped out just under her chin. She licked her lips and began sliding her breasts up and down. 

"Ahhh..." He groaned more and kept staring.

"Feel good?" She looked up at him and smiled, using her magic to take off her purple shades and place them atop her forehead where her hair was starting to get soaked and was sticking to her face.

"Y- Yeah... Really good..." 

His hips seemed to move on their own as his thick hard cock slid back and forth between her tits. Precum was dribbling from his flared tip and Vinyl took the liberty of licking it off for him. Each time her tongue made contact with it, she felt it twitch again and again.  

"Nnghhh... Fuck..." His moans were getting louder and more frequent as Vinyl began to incorporate her tongue into the mix, licking around his tip as it slid in and out between her soft breasts. 

"Mmm... You gonna cum soon, big guy?" She spoke in a somewhat soft tone. 

He panted and bit his lip. "Yeah... Oh, fuck... W-Where do you want it...?" 

"Wherever you want..." She licked his head more and pressed her breasts tighter against him which made her feel his pulsing even more.

He started throbbing intensely which let Vinyl knew he was about to climax. She couldn't wait to have his cum splatter all over her. 

In a quick motion, he pulled his cock from between her breasts and began stroking it, his groaning growing louder as Vinyl held her tits up and opened her mouth. She stared at him expectantly and he eventually started to cum. 

She knew that when he grit his teeth and groaned loudly, she was about to get it. The first stream of hot sticky fluid fell on her tits and it was quickly followed by several more. He was obviously backed up quite a bit. There was more than enough cum splattered all over her tits and even after that, he still had enough to paint her face with. She quickly swallowed what landed in her mouth and licked her lips. The feeling of a man’s semen covering her body turned her on more than almost anything else.

Hmm... Not bad... She tasted the semen in her mouth and to her surprise, it was sweeter than most men's cum usually tasted. 

"Mmm... Your filling tastes really nice..." She giggled at her own pun and licked the excess cum from his throbbing sensitive member. 

"Heh... Nngh... That was so lame..." His drive was beginning to fade.

"Hey, I should probably get back, my roommates gonna be worried, but..." She did her best to turn off her desires for the time being and reached for his swim trunks, finding the black marker she used to autograph earlier in its pocket. The cum was already getting washed off by the shower that still somehow had hot water. 

She took his hand and held it out of the stream before writing something down on it. 

"Huh? What're you..." He looked down at his hand once she was finished and saw a phone number written on it. 

Vinyl got back up and eventually put her top back on, making sure all the semen was off of her. Then, she gave him a teasing peck on the cheek and a wink. It took her all the self-control in the world to admit that enough was enough and walk away for the time being. 

"If you wanna help make my vacation a little more fun... Just call me whenever. I'll be here for another day or so."

"Y-Yeah... S-Seeyah..." He just stood there with an awkward smile on his face, naked and exhausted against the shower wall as Vinyl sneakily left and closed the door behind her. His spent cock twitched a few times and hung semi-flaccid as the water eventually went cold and calmed him down. 





Later that night...

"Hm. This condo isn't actually that bad. I expected some dreadful spring break man hole..." Octavia said condescendingly. After putting on some fresh clothes, the two roommates went up to their room as the sun began to sink below the ocean's horizon. 

The decently sized condo room had a nice fresh smell to it even though it looked somewhat similar to an ordinary hotel. The only difference being that it had a small hallway leading to a bathroom and bedroom. They could feel tiny grains of sand on the tile floor underneath their hooves as they walked in, but it didn't bother either of them much. The first thing that caught their eye was a sliding glass door that led out to the beach from the living room. 

"Are you sure you want to stay here for the night? Didn't you want to finish something with your music today?" 

Vinyl put her bags down on the couch and looked around more. "Nah. You were right. I really needed to get out of the house for a while. It feels nice to just forget about everything for once."

Octavia smiled warmly, thankful that her roommate was having a good time while Vinyl checked out the T.V. "I'm glad to hear that... Though... I never thought I'd hear that from-"

"Aw, sweet! This thing has high-def!" Vinyl's eyes lit up and Octavia chuckled at her. 

While Vinyl was busy ogling and geeking out over all of its features, Octavia went around to fully inspect everything. The bed in the bedroom was a king size; it was an admirable trait since the cost of the condo was so relatively low. The bathroom had marble counter tops and two sinks alongside a larger-than-average bathtub. Overall, she was impressed. 

"Vinyl, this room is amazing! We have a king bed, and-" 

Vinyl's cell phone sounded with its message tone of a vinyl record being scratched, and it cut Octavia off. Vinyl pulled it out with her magic and flipped it open since she was busy fiddling with the wires behind the television.

"Who's that?" Octavia didn't want to peek, but she was curious since not that many people sent her texts. 

"Oh, uh..." Vinyl tried to think of the best way to say it, but she figured that at least being partially honest was the best way to go. "There's this guy I met down at the beach today and he asked if we could hang out, so..." 

"Ooh... Sounds like fun. Is he cute?" Octavia walked towards her and smiled. 

"H- Huh? Y- I mean, I guess so..." Vinyl was taken off guard since it wasn't like Octavia to talk about guys like that. 

"You can go ahead. I'll get everything settled in here." 

"Are you sure? I mean, I don't wanna ditch you or anything..." Vinyl put her cell back in the pocket of her short gym shorts and turned to her. She felt bad for not spending as much time with Octavia since it was her idea to go on the trip, anyway.

"I want you to enjoy yourself, Vinyl. Trust me, it's alright." She gave Vinyl a warm hug and she returned it. 

"Thanks, Octy... You're the best... I'll call you when I'm on my way back." 

"Alright. Be safe, okay?" 

"Roger!" Vinyl grabbed her backpack with her magic and slid open the glass door to step out onto the beach. She took out her phone again and looked again at the text that read: "Room 147 if you need some company."

After her hooves hit the cool sand, she smirked when she realized she remembered to bring condoms and lube. It wasn't like she needed condoms anyway since she was on the pill, but it was always a safe bet. The only thing she forgot to pack was something warmer, which wouldn't have crossed her mind since she assumed the beach would be warm. 

The air had gotten chillier since she was out there last and she held her arms close to her chest, shivering slightly. Her short layer of fur was usually enough to keep her warm, but it did nothing against such a strong breeze. She even swung her tail around and stuck her hands inside of it for warmth, but that didn't quite help, either. Once she got out onto the beach, she turned left towards Fudge's condo. She couldn't remember where it was or what it looked like compared to the others, but the picture of the shower stalls was still fresh in her mind. All she'd have to do was look for those. It was a good thing she decided to wear a tee shirt over her bikini top or else she'd be freezing. Even though it was cold, the walk along the beach was still somewhat relaxing. 

By the time she found the shower stalls, her hooves were getting sore from walking through so much sand. She was looking forward to sitting down for a bit, but there was a gate that blocked off the swimming pool area. To her disappointment, it had a number keypad on it. 

"Huh..." She pulled her phone out and sent Fudge a quick text reading: "What's the code for the gate?" 

She looked through her backpack to make sure her phone charger and other naughty items were inside while she waited for a response. Her tits were getting perky just thinking about what was probably about to happen, but it could've just been because it was chilly outside as well. 

Her phone buzzed in her hand again after just a few moments and she flipped it open. 

"Four, seven, two, three..." She repeated to herself as she punched in the numbers. 

With a quick "snap" noise from the deadbolt sliding aside, the gate was open and she pushed it aside. 

To her surprise, she saw Fudge walking out of the condo right in front of her. 

"Oh, hey. I thought you were gonna be in your room?" 

"Sup? Yeah, I changed my mind. Figured it was a nice night to go walking on the beach a little bit. You wanna come?" 

Her sore hooves said no, but her lusty instincts said yes. 

"Yeah, sure. But, uh... I thought you had something with your friends tonight?" 

He laughed lightly. "You really think I'd give up a night with DJ Pony for that? Come on, now. Here, this might help. I didn't think it'd be this chilly." Fudge took his thin-layered jacket off and put it over Vinyl's shoulders. It was warm, but not warm enough to make her uncomfortable. 

"Thanks, man..." She put her arms through the sleeves and wrapped her arms around his as a way of saying thanks. It was one of the few feminine charms she still possessed despite her tomboyish attitude, but it came in handy when she wanted to woo the average man. The jacket naturally did nothing to bring warmth to her legs, but it was something.

Although from his body language, she was starting to think that he didn't have sex on his mind. There wasn't any sign of a boner underneath his shorts and his face didn't look flustered at all; though, it was hard to see the description of his face once they stepped onto the beach and away from any lights. He was probably the only fan she'd met that was able to keep his cool around her.  

"There's a really neat spot on the beach that's kinda blocked off by rocks. It's a little far away, but I thought it'd give us some... Uh... Privacy." 

Never mind... She smiled and thought to herself, but couldn't get over his twangy accent at times when he pronounced his vowels. "Sounds rad. I really like me some privacy." She put unnecessary stress on the word to tease him. 

He just laughed it off, not taking much offense. 

"I kinda feel bad for taking you away from your roommate, though... And I thought you were gonna work on some music later today?" He led her back out of the gate. 

"Nah, it's cool. I, uh..." She started to get a little flustered. "This is kinda worth it, so..." 

"Wow... Never thought I'd make DJ-Pony prefer me over her music." He teased as they got to the shoreline and began their walk further down. 

"Pfft. Whatever." She nudged his shoulder. "And you can just call me Vinyl. I don't care." 

A few more yards of silent walking passed and Vinyl could already see what Fudge was talking about in the distance. There was a section of the beach that came out into a mini-peninsula and had quite a few large rocks on it. It had to be man-made, but there were hardly any condos or buildings anymore. Fudge's condo was the last on the beach line. After that, it was just grassy sand dunes and nothingness. 

He changed the subject. 

"So... Don't take this the wrong way or anything but are you seeing anyone? I mean..." 

"Nope." 

"Seriously? I thought you'd have guys swarming you on a daily basis." 

She sighed. "Well, not all of them are as cool as you are. I don't want someone to date me just because of my status, and it's hard to tell if that's their motivation or not." 

He didn't reply; he was probably taken aback from the subliminal compliment she was giving him and trying to figure out what to say next without giving the wrong message. 

Once they got to the rocks, there was absolutely no sign of other people save for the lights coming from the buildings behind them in the far distance. It was completely secluded from any chance of anyone coming by. She held on to his arm carefully as he led her across the small rocks. 

"Whoa!" Vinyl almost slipped on one, but Fudge grabbed and kept her from losing her balance. 

"Careful, they're really slippery." 

"Yeah, no shit..." 

Eventually, they got past the smaller rocks and their hooves found sand once more. After walking around a few larger rocks that were easily several inches taller than Vinyl, they got to the pinnacle of the spot; it was almost completely enclosed in the rocks in a semi-circle, blocking their view of the rest of the beach from either direction, and they had their own little shoreline to themselves with several yards of dry sand. It was the kind of secret beach spot one would only see in romance novels. On top of all that, the moon was perfectly placed in front of them in the night sky, leaving glimmers of moonlight atop the small cresting waves in the distance leading all the way to the shoreline. 

"Wow..." Vinyl was at a loss for words. 

"I know, right? I come here when I just wanna be by myself. Hardly anyone else comes this far down the beach; I've never seen anyone else in this spot before. 

Vinyl took out the towel from her bag, being careful not to reveal the other more deviant things to him. It was big enough for both of them to lie down and thankfully, the rocks did a fantastic job at blocking the wind for them. She took off the jacket he lent her and laid down, using a useful spell that kept the towel from being swept away in case a breeze came along.

"Luna did a nice job with the moon toni- Oh!" Vinyl got cut off by seeing Fudge take off his swim trunks, revealing is already excited cock. "Geez, someone's horny..." 

"You didn't just come out here to chat, did ya?" He stared down at her and grinned as she reached behind her and took her top off. 

"Well, no... I just didn't expect you to be so... forward." She chuckled and looked at his junk.++++

"I can be when I want to. Speaking of being forward, how about letting me fuck your tits again?" 

Vinyl blushed and bit her lip. "Really liked that, didn't you?" 

"Mhmm." He got down on his knees and straddled Vinyl's mid-section, his cock now hanging above Vinyl's breasts. 

She began stroking it immediately and reached aside to her backpack to pull out her bottle of lube. He grinned when he saw it. 

"Someone came prepared..." 

She opened it and squeezed some over her breasts while Fudge watched. The moonlight glittered against her now lubed breasts and she put some on his cock just for good measure. 

As soon as she was done, he took the liberty of sliding his shaft between her tits as she pushed them together to make a nice snug fit. 

"Nnngh... Wow, that's a lot better..." 

"Whatcha waiting for? Fuck my tits, already..." Vinyl was getting more impatient and horny with each passing second. 

"Heh. As you wish." He started sliding his cock back and forth, making "shlick" sounds from the lube. 

Vinyl just laid still and held her tits while he did all of the motions, moving his hips back and forth on top of her chest. 

"Fuck yeah..." Vinyl moaned as his cock began to make her tits feel better and better. 

His thrusts got deeper and his balls were starting to drag against her belly which turned her on even more. His tip poked against her face and she quickly started to take his head into her mouth like before. Only this time, he was a bit more forceful and she soon found herself taking more than his head. She tried her hardest to lick his tip while she sucked on him, but it got harder as she sped up and pushed further. 

Her pussy was throbbing beneath her bikini bottom and was desperate for attention and it took her all the self-control in the world not to reach a hand down there and start rubbing herself to relieve the tension, but she knew that doing so would make it less enjoyable for Fudge. 

When it became too much for her and she needed air, she stopped sucking and instead licked the underside of his shaft as it continued fucking her breasts. However, he apparently didn't want her to stop and angled the head of his cock back in her mouth before pushing it back in. She didn't quite mind the forcefulness as long as he didn't suffocate her. In fact, having a guy that wasn't afraid to have his way with her was one of her greatest turn-ons. 

"Mmphh!" She let out more muffled moans when she thought he was about to climax. The all-too-familiar twitching from him gave it away, but he suddenly stopped and pulled his cock up just when he started feeling the pressure in his lower belly reach his limit. 

"H- Huh? What's up? Did I use teeth or something?" 

"Nah. I just want to make you feel good, too... Wouldn't be fun if I blew my load too early..." He leaned down and suckled on her nipples a little. 

"Ahhh... Fuck..." Her body became more jittery and excited as he carried on down her body. 

Instinctively, her legs spread apart slightly and when he got below her belly button, he began licking around her inner thighs. She felt him tugging at the strings of her bikini bottom. 

"Ahhn!" She moaned loudly when she felt his tongue drag across her slit through her bikini and shortly after, he untied the knots and slipped it down. 

She was fully naked at that point and looked down at him with lusty eyes as he went in again. 

"Mmmm yeah... Good bo- Ahhhn!" She moaned again when he began licking her raw exposed slit. Her back arched in pleasure and one of her hands went down to grab some of his hair. 

He kept at it. It had been so long since she'd been given head and she could already feel her pussy getting soaking wet due to her being pent up. 

It felt a bit odd to her, though. She was usually the one giving in bed rather than receiving, but she decided long ago that she'd give the guy the privilege of doing what he wanted. 

"You better- Ahhn! You better make me cum, dude... Nnnghh..." 

He could already tell that she was getting close, so he laughed under his breath while he continued. Instead of teasing her, he was determined to eat her out until she came. The tongue danced inside of her and played against her sensitive clit. Each time it did so, it forced a sharp moan from her and got her closer and closer. 

Her hips were practically grinding against his tongue and she felt herself throbbing harder and harder until the pressure that was building inside of her started to peak. As she expected, she came quickly because of how long it'd been. 

Vinyl bit into one of her fingers and nearly screamed when she came. It was a good thing that she stopped holding onto his hair at that point because if she did, she would've ripped it out. Her body shook and squirmed for several moments and felt the towel beneath her dampen with her sexual fluids. 

She panted like a whore after a long shift and laid still while Fudge got back up and smirked, looking down upon her body. 

"You alright? I wasn't too much for you, was I?"

"Heh... B- Bring it on... I can take you..." 

His smirk turned to a grin. "Mind showing me that ass of yours, then?" 

She groaned trying to turn around onto her hands and knees, doing her best not to turn him off in any way. Her head rested against the towel and once she got in position, she rose her butt up for him; she even wiggled it back and forth for him just to get him more excited. 

Because his cock was still coated with lube, he was able to slide it between her ass cheeks with ease whilst gripping her butt with one hand and holding her tail up with the other. 

"Mmmm... That's one great ass you got there, Vinyl... Mind if I break it in for you?" 

"Damn it, just fuck me already..." She looked behind her at his cock and wanted so desperately for it to be inside her. 

"Heh. You know I can't say no to that..." 

Vinyl felt his head part her outer lips and prepared herself. She was already wet enough to take him without any resistance, so she didn't bother lubing up first. 

"Nnghhh..." She groaned as she felt the thick cock enter her. 

The initial stinging made her grit her teeth but she bore with it for the time being, knowing that it'd get much better soon. The thick meat slid further and further inside her and she listened to him groaning until she felt his hips push flush against her ass cheeks. His cock throbbed deep inside her and it was already starting to make her head spin. She had completely forgotten about the condoms until that point, but figured it'd be okay as long as he didn't jizz inside. 

Instead of wasting more time teasing her, he began to push in and out as a random cool breeze came in from the ocean and gave them both chills. The warmth of their combined sexes made it better for them, though. 

"Ahhn! F- Fuck..." She moaned rather loudly. 

He was squeezing her ass cheeks with his hands and the groping turned her on. What made it even worse was that he was starting to pick up speed already. The slapping noises of his hips hitting her ass were getting louder by the minute. Her juices coated his cock in a thick layer and were starting to trickle down her inner thighs while the fucking was made easier from her natural lubrication. 

The feeling was completely pleasurable at that point. For Vinyl, the initial pain of his size was going away and it was replaced with a euphoric white hot reaction inside her that made her body beg for more. 

Judging by how long he lasted back in the shower stall, she guessed that he was close already. His increasing forcefulness gave it away. Her larger than normal breasts swung back and forth underneath her with the help of his generous pounding; her nipples drug across the towel and gave her an extra bit of pleasure. He was pulling a little too harshly on her tail, but the pleasure that his cock was giving him was enough of a distraction. 

However, he didn't stop. She figured he'd have the common courtesy not to cum inside, so he had to have more in him. He slowed down slightly and made his thrusts deeper. The tip of his cock was sliding against her g-spot and made her shiver in delight. He apparently knew where the spot was for women because he kept thrusting in the same way for several moments. 

Before he even said anything, she felt his huge rod exit her, leaving an empty feeling. 

"Nnghhh! Shit!" 

"Mmm, yeah... Cum all over my ass..." She waved it back and forth for him again as a little show. 

He groaned loudly and she heard him jerking himself off over her ass. It wasn't long until she felt his hot seed shoot all over her ass and back. It didn't feel as much as before because it wasn't that long ago, but it was still enough to perk her desires more. She smiled and looked behind her, watching him stare at his jizz dripping down her ass. 

"You're not done are you?" She said expectantly; she hadn't had enough yet and she wasn't leaving until she did. 

"Hell, no... I was just about to ask if you wanted a little ride..." He winked. 

"Heh. I like the way you think..." 

Fudge took the move and replaced Vinyl on the towel on his back. It didn't take long for her to straddle him and start grinding her slit across his thick shaft. Then, she took it in her hand and angled it upwards between her legs. 

"Which would you like?" She gave him a sly grin. 

He apparently got the message. "The one you use the least often..." 

Vinyl reached over and grabbed her lube, drenching his cock in more of it just for good measure. Slowly, she eased down on it. It took a good amount of force to make the head pop inside and once it did, they gasped together at the sudden blissful feeling. 

"Ahhh... Fuck..." She moaned as her heart rate increased with each inch she went further down. 

Eventually, his cock disappeared inside of her ass and she started riding it immediately. The second his cock entered her, she was addicted to it. She took the liberty of bouncing on him at her own pace as he laid there, looking up at her bouncing tits going up and down as she fucked him rough. 

"Ahhh! Shit, it's so freaking huge..." Vinyl groaned, but when he reached up and groped her breasts, she let out a sharp moan. 

"God damn... Do you fuck all your- Mmmph! F-Fans like this?" 

She leaned down slightly and put her hands on his chest, looking down at him with a smirk whilst keeping up her hip movements. 

"Just the ones that won't tell... Ahhhn!" She felt his hands squeeze her nipples and pull on them, which took her by surprise. 

"Nngh! Is that all you got, then? Come on, fuck me harder!" Fudge Dollop urged her on, knowing that after one orgasm, it'd take a little more than moderate dick riding to get him off again. 

Vinyl's smirk turned into a confident smile. His fingers were teasing her nipples to spur her on and it worked, making her drop all the way down on him and grind her hips around. She could feel his tip poke against the deepest spots and it made it so that she could rub her swollen wet clit against his hips as well. Fudge obviously enjoyed it due to him closing his eyes and biting on his lip. She wasn't surprised since it sedated every man she tried it on in the past, taking away their dominant predisposition and leaving them helpless to her hypnotic hip dancing. 

"Hey, where'd that snooty attitude go?" She teased and continued to grind a little more before resuming her riding. This time, though, her hips banged him rougher. 

The only thing keeping her from being in complete control was his hands that were doing lewd perverted things to her tits. He'd pinch them lightly and squeeze them every so often, extracting more sharp moans from her. 

Suddenly, Fudge snapped out of her trance and pulled her down so that their bodies pressed together. She no longer had leverage on him and so he began thrusting his hips into her quickly and forcefully. 

"Oh, shit! Ahhhnn! Oh god, Fudge!" His cock was pumping in and out of her at a much faster rate. His arms wrapped tight around her waist, keeping her from resisting as he mercilessly pounded her tight ass over and over again. 

The churning feeling inside her was getting worse by the second. There wasn't any sign of him stopping anytime soon as his grip on her got tighter and his cock throbbed harder. 

"Ughhh! I'm gonna cum! I can't-" 

Vinyl quickly got off of him and he let her do so. The idea of having cum in her ass wasn't the most attractive idea since it would make cleanup slightly messy, albeit it did sound oddly erotic to her. 

Not wanting to ruin his orgasm, she put all her effort into keeping his pleasure levels up while ensuring that she'd cum as well, mounting him in a sixty-nine position and sucking on his head while pressing her breasts around his shaft like he seemed to enjoy so much. Meanwhile, Fudge didn't waste a second before spreading her cheeks and directly licking her clit. 

She moaned against his pulsating head until they both came at once. Her legs locked up and trembled around his head and shoulders while her pussy clenched tight, spurting a small bit of her fluids onto his face. She soon got a taste of her own medicine when Fudge shot hot sticky jets of his semen into her mouth. There was enough for a mouthful or two and she swallowed one gulp before letting the rest leak out and drip down onto her tits. 

Once his cock popped out of her mouth, she quickly caught her breath and panted heavily. The strength that was holding her just a moment ago relaxed as Fudge felt the post-orgasm fatigue kick in. With whatever strength she had left, Vinyl rolled off of him and laid down next to him, her body still trembling slightly. 

"How..." He panted in between words. "How was that...?" 

"Freaking awesome..." The feeling of sexual release made her face contort in ecstasy. 





Vinyl found a considerable amount of difficulty in returning to her condo once she split up with Fudge. Her hooves were already sore from walking on sand to begin with. The fact that her legs were practically shaking from the sex earlier only added to it. 

She had already come up with a valid story to cover for her deviant behavior and Octavia was probably so tired at that time of night that she didn't have enough energy to prod her about it. Or, at least, Vinyl hoped so. 

She was about to step onto the porch of the condo and go in, but remembered that her towel was probably soaked with sexual fluids, so she left it out on the railing to dry. 

Whew... Close one... 

After washing off the sand from her hooves and making sure his number was still on her cell phone, she slid the glass door open and stepped inside. 

"Yo, Octy! I'm ba-" 

"Ahhhn! Oh goodness, do that harder! Mmmphh!" 

Vinyl's ears perked up and her face went crimson when she heard the sounds echoing from the bedroom. 

"Nope." She turned and walked back out instantly, making sure the door shut quietly so they wouldn't hear. 

Vinyl pulled out her phone again and tried not to overreact. Her thumb hit the "call back" button and she held it up with another levitation spell while throwing her backpack back over her shoulder.

"Hello? Vinyl?" Fudge sounded a little confused and rightly so. 

"Hey, uh... Change of plan. Mind if I stay over at your place for the night?"

	

	
> Sandy Fan Service (Part 2 of 2)
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	"Roger!" Vinyl grabbed her backpack with her magic and slid open the glass door to step out onto the beach. The screen from her phone illuminated her face as she walked away, looking at it intently. 

Octavia knew for an almost certain fact what she was planning on doing; it didn't come as a surprise to her that her roommate would want to have a bit of naughty fun on such an occasion. She had learned to keep her jealousy at bay when those situations happened, but she still felt the slight tingle of it nonetheless. 

The first thing she did once Vinyl was out of sight was reach underneath her one-piece swimsuit and unravel the bandages holding her breasts down. Once they came out, she sighed and felt instantly relieved. 

"Might as well enjoy myself while she's gone..." Octavia talked to herself and sat down on the couch, crossing her legs and reaching for the remote. 

Since it was an out-of-area network, the channels were all jumbled up. It took her several minutes to find the fine dining channel, but she frowned when she saw that her favorite show was just about to end. 

"I should have guessed..." She said with a lack of interest and kept flipping channels. 

Her thumb finally stopped spamming the channel button when she came across some show about fancy dresses, which held a slight amount of interest to her. Still, she figured a tall glass of wine would make it more enjoyable. 

Condos like the one she was in usually had some sort of complimentary alcoholic drink in the fridge, or so Octavia hoped as she got up and walked around to the kitchen to look. 

She found that there wasn't much inside as she bent down and opened it. The only things present were a twelve pack of bottled water and-

"Chardonnay... Adequate, I suppose." She smiled and pulled it out. 

It was only a low quality brand, but when it came to white wine, Octavia didn't care much. Red blends were a much different story, though. Thankfully, the bottle had a screw-top instead of a cork, so she didn't have to look around aimlessly for a corkscrew.

The seal underneath the top snapped several times as she twisted it off and then looked around for a wine glass. Unfortunately, the only types of glasses she could find in the cabinets were highball glasses. It took the elegance out of a good glass of wine, but she didn't mind a lack of elegance at the time. She just needed a drink. 

Octavia was halfway through pouring her glass when a knock on the front door startled her and nearly made her spill. 

Who in Equestria... 

She knew it was unlikely to be Vinyl since it wouldn't make sense for her to come back through the front door instead of the sliding glass door she left from only five minutes ago. 

"J- Just a moment!" Octavia fumbled for the cap to the bottle and quickly screwed it back on, but more panic came when she realized that her breasts weren't exactly presentable. In fact, when she looked down at them, one of her nipples was peeking out from the top of her swimsuit. 

Quickly, but trying not to make much noise, she hurried to her bag that she still hadn't unpacked yet and pulled out one of Vinyl's plain white undershirts.

This'll have to do, I suppose...

"Coming!" 

She was nearly out of breath from nervousness when she got to the door and slid the chain lock out of its place. 

"Howdy!" Braeburn took off his signature cowboy hat once the door opened and he bowed slightly. Though, he was an odd sight for Octavia since he didn't live anywhere near Los Pegasus and he wasn't wearing his normal work attire. Even though she had only seen him a handful of times, he'd always been wearing his leather vest with jeans, but he was decked out in a rather expensive looking black wetsuit that came up to his neck. It didn't match his cowboy hat at all which made her wonder why he bothered to bring it at all, but that wasn't her main concern at the time. 

"B- Braeburn?" Octavia stood in the doorway, trying to comprehend. 

"Long time, no see! Saw you and 'yer pal Vinyl hangin' 'round here and I figured I'd come by. Don't think it ill of me, but I couldn't help but notice what room you were stayin' at since y'all walked straight to it from the beach." 

"Oh, n- no, it's quite alright. But, whatever are you doing here? I don't mean to be rude, but..." 

"Nah, I don't blame ‘ya. Don't really come 'round here often myself but I've been lookin' all over for my pal Fudge Dollop. He works the candy shop down in Appleoosa, but he ain't been there since yesterday. Figured he'd be down here since his pop has that big condo over yonder. You seen him? Kinda tall guy with brown fur, black hair... Kinda keeps to himself? I thought I saw 'em with Vinyl just today but I wasn't sure." 

"Well... I do remember her taking a stroll along the beach with someone that matches that description... Though, Vinyl just went out. I apologize." 

"Ah, I get'cha. Shoot." He let out a deep sigh and looked around, feeling defeated. 

"Are you staying here?"

"Pardon? Oh, no. I was plannin' on just gettin' him and then bringin' him back. But, I guess since that's not gonna happen..." Braeburn scratched the back of his head and thought. 

"If you'd like, you're welcome to stay here until tomorrow. Vinyl will most likely be gone all night, so I don't believe she'll have any issue with it." 

Octavia knew that she wouldn't have offered if Vinyl were there. The real reason she did so was because she needed company to save her from boring herself to death on wine. 

Braeburns cheeks turned a light shade of pink and his eyes went down to his hooves. "Aw, shucks... I don't wanna be a bother or nothin'..." 

"Not at all! I insist." Octavia stepped aside and gestured for him to come in, feeling a slight tingle in her conscience that she couldn't quite identify just yet. "I couldn't possibly live with myself if I left a friend out in the cold." 

"Thankya... That's mighty kind of 'ya..." He would've protested further if it wasn't for the fact that he was truly without any backup plan for the night. 

Once he was in, he took a look around while Octavia shut the door and locked it behind her. 

"Nice place 'ya got here. Must've cost a lot..." 

"Actually, no. My boss gave me a rather large bonus for helping out with rehearsal while he was gone, so I was able to afford it. Speaking of that, have you considered returning for another try-out? I still think we could use a decent violin."

"Ah, not really. I got more work than I can handle back in Appleoosa, so I wouldn't have time. Appreciate the offer, though." 

Braeburn threw his small tote bag over the couch and looked through it. It was hiding behind him the whole time, so Octavia didn't see. It did cut out the issue of him finding additional clothes, though. Octavia was relieved slightly. 

One of the many things Octavia liked about him was that he was cleaner and well-mannered; at least, more so than most people like him. His skill at the violin was an example of this, but it seemed as if every action he did was in consideration that it wasn't his place. On top of that, his fingernails were clean, his hair was neat, he didn't have any foul body odor, and he didn't mindlessly leave his things out in the open for Octavia to trip over. 

"Mind if I change outta this thing? It's gettin' awful tight..." 

"Of course! The restroom is just there down the hall." Octavia pointed and smiled. 





By the time she heard the bathroom door open, she had already gone through one glass of Chardonnay. He took slightly longer than she expected, but that was only because he decided to take a shower while he was in there. 

He let out a sigh when he left and used his fingers to move his golden hair out of his eyes. 

"Hope 'ya don't mind, I was kinda smelly so-" 

"It's perfectly fine, dear. Just hang the towel over the shower curtain, if you would?" She acted nonchalant, but thought it odd since she couldn't smell anything on him earlier.

"Yeah, sure thing." He went back in the bathroom and did so, choosing to ignore the pair of panties that were lying on the counter but feeling somewhat embarrassed when he saw them. 

"Thank you." Octavia took another sip as Braeburn came back into the living room with a pair of gym shorts and an orange tee shirt on. 

“So you said ol’ Vinyl was out with Fudge?”

“Most likely.” Octavia replied whilst staring at the television and crossing her legs. She knew what usually followed when Vinyl went out alone with guys at that time of night, but felt it’d be inappropriate to elaborate to Braeburn. 

“I ain’t surprised. That guys always listenin’ to her music. I ain’t that into it myself, but…” He sat down on the couch with Octavia, but made sure that it was far enough away so that it didn’t cause nervous tension between the two. 

“Whatcha drinkin’? Some kinda fancy wine?” He eyed her glass and felt his body and mind aching for relaxation after such a long trip. 

“Yes, actually. It’s not my typical type, but it suffices. Would you like a glass?” Octavia smiled and picked up the bottle. 

“Oh… Well, uh… I mean you’re already lettin’ me stay at your place, I don’t wanna ask for too much…” He waved his hands in dismissal. 

“I insist. I simply wouldn’t feel myself if I wasn’t hospitable.” 

He looked at the bottle. Octavia could tell that he didn’t like the idea of it and guessed that he was more of the cider type like his cousin, but after a few moments, he took it and began pouring a tiny amount into a glass to taste. 

“Thankya…” He leaned in and smelled it. “Huh… Just smells like grapes.” 

“Well, it is wine, dear. It would certainly be strange if it didn’t.” She teased and gave him a sly grin. 

“Heh. You always were a smartass." Maybe it was the one and a half glasses of wine she had, or maybe it was because she used to be good friends with him, but Octavia felt compelled to pick at Braeburn for fun’s sake. 

“B- Braeburn…” She looked down at her glass and pretended to act hurt by his non-serious insult. 

“Wait, Octy, I didn’t mean it like that- I was just sayin’…" Braeburn’s face became flustered with shame and embarrassment, but it began to fade when Octavia let out a playful giggle. After he figured out what she was doing, he crossed his arms and let out a semi-frustrated exhale. He took a sip of the wine and, even though it didn’t taste as bad as he expected, the bitterness of it didn’t help his flustered state of mind. 

“I apologize, Braeburn. Sometimes I get lonely when Vinyl isn’t around and those sorts of things don’t usually work on her when she’s with me…” Octavia put down her glass and acted sincerely. 

He kept there, still tasting the Chardonnay in his mouth and not saying a word. 

“Well? How does it taste?” 

“It ain’t cider, but it ain’t bad.”

“Really? I thought for sure you wouldn’t like it.” 

“Hey, just ‘cause I work at an orchard all day don’t mean I can’t enjoy a little sophistication.” Octavia could still pick up tones of his resentment to her questionably cruel teasing earlier and took a rather large sip of wine before sighing. 

“Perhaps we got off on the wrong hoof. I’m glad you decided to keep me company, Braeburn. I really do appreciate it.” He finally turned to face her again and his grin returned after a few moments of seeing Octavia acting so friendly once more. 

“Well, you’re the one who let me shack up here for the night, so I guess we’re even if ‘ya count my company as a gift.” He sipped the wine again and began to feel its potency relieve his tensions. “So, ‘ya said Vinyl usually goes out like that with guys?” 

“Oh, goodness… It’s almost a weekly occurrence.” She rolled her eyes.

“One night stands?” 

Octavia hesitated and blushed at the thought. “Most likely. That woman has poor control over her body, if you catch my meaning.” 

“Yeah, I get’cha. We got that same kinda problem with some of the girls in our family, but we just let ‘em go ‘cause we figure they just need to let off some steam. I’m sure ‘ya know girls get kinda moody if, uh…” He looked back down at his already nearly empty glass. “Nevermind. I’m probably talkin’ too much…” 

“It’s no problem, dear. No offense taken. You’re right, though. Vinyl does get rather cranky when she doesn’t have her weekend night calls. 

Neither of them were paying attention to the television at that point. It’s only use to them was white noise for their conversation so the atmosphere didn’t feel quite as awkward. 

“Ah figured. So, eh… What about you?” He placed his now empty glass down on the table in front of him and leaned back on the couch. 

“Hm?” Octavia’s ears perked. “Whatever do you mean?” 

“I mean, er… You ever get kinda cranky when… You know…?”

It took Octavia a few moments of staring back at him to realize what he meant. Her first instinct was to scold him for asking such a bold question, but the alcohol took the edge off of most of her emotions. She simply chuckled and tried to act like it didn't bother her. 

"I've only courted with a man once or twice in my life, so I never quite acquired the addiction necessary for such things." 

"Ah, right. S- Sorry, I was just curious, 'ya know? Haven't seen 'ya in a while... I know I talk too much when I got liquor in me..." He smiled apologetically and sank back into the couch. 

Octavia finished off her glass. She glanced down quickly while Braeburn wasn't looking so she could make sure her breasts weren't slipping out. 

"What about you?" 

"Me? Pardon?" He looked over, slightly surprised.

"Well, you had the gall to inquire about my sex life, so I assumed it would be polite to return the favor." She turned and gave him an odd grin whilst looking him straight in the eye. Octavia couldn't deny that she was beginning to feel it; the overwhelming itching feeling deep in her belly longing for release. She hadn't felt it in a long time, mostly because she was so diligent on avoiding one-on-one confrontations with men. 

She couldn't comprehend it just yet, but her defenses were beginning to slip away.

"Eh... Well I've, uh... Courted a couple girls before, as you call it... O-Octy, could I have a refill, if 'ya please?" He desperately tried to dodge the bullet and held out his glass, almost making Octavia crack up and laugh. 

"Goodness, Braeburn. I thought I heard you say you talk too much when you drink..." She gave him another sly grin, but poured into his glass anyway. 

Her devious plan was starting to take shape.





To a third party, the scene would've look dreadfully boring with the two sitting there on the couch and staring at the television, hiccupping every once and a while. Though, to them, it was a blast compared to the kind of company they were usually accustomed to. 

Octavia's giggly and teasing mood wore off one the alcohol began to bring her energy levels down and it was replaced with a soothing relaxation. Neither of them noticed, but over time, they had been scooting closer and closer to each other on the couch without thinking. 

After flipping channels for quite a while, the two yawned simultaneously and chuckled when they saw each other. 

"Maybe we should hit the hay, 'ya thank?" Braeburn stretched his arms above his head and heard a couple of pops. 

"Yes, you're right. You probably need to wake up early for your trip back, as well. I... I don't think we have an extra bedroom, but..." She looked around. 

"It's nothin'. I can just tucker out on the couch right here."

"You're sure?" She looked at him with concern, feeling bad for not being able to accommodate him as much as she could. 

"It's no biggie. I've slept on many a hay barrel before, this is nothin' compared to that." 

"Very well, then. Let me fetch you a blanket or two." Octavia got up and balanced herself, feeling the dizziness kick in. 

"Whoa... You alright there?" Braeburn almost jumped up in case he needed to catch her. 

"Quite alright, but thank you." 

She remembered seeing extra pillows and sheets in the end closet down the hallway, so she went straight there and picked out a couple of thin sheets with a fluffy fresh pillow. 

"Thank'ya kindly." Braeburn smiled when she went back and placed them down at the base of the couch for him and kept one of the couch pillows tactfully placed over his lap so she couldn't see his growing erection. It wasn't really his fault since he had three glasses of wine, but it still would've been an awkward and embarrassing situation if she saw. 

"Sleep well, Braeburn. I'll be in my bedroom if you need anything." Octavia gave him a warm smile. 

"Alrightie, then. Night, Octy." 

Braeburn waited until she walked back into the hallway to take off the pillow from his lap and quickly make his own makeshift bed in case she came back and saw his bulge popping out from his gym shorts. 

"Oh, before I go..." Her head peeked back around the corner and Braeburn frantically hid his crotch back under the pillow, trying to erase any form of surprise or embarrassment from his face. 

"Y- Yeah?" 

"Why didn't you try and find your friend... Fudge, was it?" 

He nodded. 

"Why didn't you try to go out to his condo to find him tonight? I'm certain he'd be there."

"Well, eh..." He scratched the back of his head nervously and looked down. "I figured he was gettin' lucky with Vinyl 'er what not. Besides, I..." 

Octavia tilted her head, interested in his somewhat serious tone. "Yes?"

"I kinda wanted 'ta spend the time with you, anyway." He smiled shyly. 

"Oh... W- Well... Thank you, I appreciate that." She obviously didn't quite know what to say even though the sentiment hit her like an arrow, making her ears lay flat and her heart thump a little harder. "Goodnight, Braeburn." She left again with her same smile and took a moment to think about things before entering her room. 

Gosh dangit, Brae... Why'd you have to go and get yerself a boner... He blushed and tried to clear his mind, but felt a little more at ease when he heard Octavia's bedroom door close. It gave him a bit more privacy since he'd hear her door opening before she had a chance to see him. 

Octavia's legs trembled as she climbed into bed, feeling the weight of sexual tension built up to the brim within her. She applauded herself for not making any moves, but it only left her feeling unsatisfied and with a burning itch between her legs. 

Masturbating wasn't against her nature, though, and she knew she wouldn't be able to help herself after having several glasses of wine with a rather attractive man. Her body was telling her to go back in the living room and fuck him senseless, but her mind told her to stay put and relieve her stress subtly. 

She had no qualms about it since the desire was so bad, but she was curious about one thing: how her other bikini looked on her. 





Braeburn almost started stroking his length after he flipped the sheets over him and felt alone at last. His cock was already at full length and rock solid. He knew he wouldn't be able to sleep with it bothering him so much, but didn't want to risk jerking off in a guest’s living room. It was just too dangerous. 

Judging from context clues, he could easily guess what Vinyl Scratch was doing at the time with Fudge. The thought of it just made things worse for the poor sexually deprived Braeburn. 

He sighed. "Maybe splashin' some cold water on my face will help..." 

He made sure the sheets were neat for when he came back after getting up and attempting to hide his boner from underneath his gym shorts. Angling it up and tucking the tip under the waistband was the best idea he could come up with; he only hoped that it was dark in Octavia's room so she wouldn't get a detailed view. 

He did know that there was a bathroom on the outside of her room, but in order to clean up any doubt as to whether or not Octavia wanted anything else, he had to use hers. Or, at least, ask her for permission first. 

Braeburn made a point to make his hooves thump against the tile floor as he approached so Octavia could have a warning, but even when he knocked on the closed door, he heard sudden rustling and adjusting in her bed. 

"Ooh! J- Just a minute!" 

He raised an eyebrow in confusion as he continued to hear sheets being disturbed. 

"A- Alright..." 

He slowly opened the door and kept his eyes off the bed out of respect. 

"Sorry, just need to splash some cold water on my face... I'll be quick." 

"Oh. Very well." Octavia's voice sounded muffled, yet extremely nervous. Apparently, she chose not to question him not using the hallway bathroom instead. 

He shrugged it off and went inside, partially closing the door to her bathroom once he was in. 

Curse you, Braeburn... Why must you tempt me so... Octavia's finger slowly went back to between her legs and she bit her lip while the tip rubbed against her tender pussy through her thin black microkini that she'd never wear outdoors on any occasion. 

She could hear him turn the faucet on and begin washing his face and waited for him to turn it back off before she stopped. She couldn't help but to pleasure herself for every second she could spare. The naughtiness of the risk only spiked her enthusiasm. 

Octavia, what are you doing...?

A sigh from inside the bathroom shortly followed the faucet being turned off and Octavia quickly brought her hand back up to her belly. She could feel the dampness on her fingers. 

"Thankya, Octy. Sorry 'bout that." Braeburn whispered in the darkness after turning off the bathroom light and headed back to the door leading out. 

Octavia's sex burned even worse when she saw her only means of pure satisfaction walking away step by step. If she let him go, her next chance at a sexual encounter might not have been for a very long while; she knew this was the best chance she'd get.

Braeburn was the kind of man that'd help someone out with anything if they simply asked, especially for old friends like her. Asking him to do such a lewd thing wouldn't press him the wrong way. Or, at least, so she thought. One thing she did know for certain was that he wouldn't think of her any differently either way. She simply had to hope that his generous nature added to the few glasses of wine he drank would be enough to sway him towards her favor. 

He had nearly closed her door all the way back when she gave up and couldn't take it anymore.

"W- Wait..." Her legs trembled with excitement and nervousness as she lay there and watched him come back through the doorway. 

"What's wrong? 'Ya need somethin'?" 

"Well..." She could feel her heart thumping at a million beats per minute and clutched her chest from beneath the sheets. "I was thinking since... Since I was hospitable and let you stay for the night, that you..." 

"Octy, you alright? You kinda seem a lil' flustered." He raised an eyebrow, still not picking up on what she was putting on the table. 

"I may need your help with... Something..." Octavia looked down at his hooves bashfully with red cheeks. "If it's not too much to ask..." 

Braeburn's confused facial expression dissolved and turned into a grin when he began to understand. Having courted a decent number of women in his day and seeing that Octavia had been a friend of his since their younger endeavors in music, he didn't feel shaky or uneasy about the idea whatsoever. On top of that, the anxiety most men felt about being able to perform in bed was unknown to him since he was such a hard worker and developed quite a considerable amount of stamina that was enough to leave the majority of horny women satisfied. 	

"Ah... Feelin' kinda restless?" 

Octavia nodded slowly while still resting her head on the pillow on its side. "I know it's rather uncouth, but... Lately I... I'm sorry, I-"

"Hey, hey..." He exhaled slowly and walked towards her. Every step he took closer made her body more and more excited. "No need to get 'yerself in a twist. 'Sides, you're right. I do owe 'ya one for lettin' me stay here."

She moderately curled into a ball and hugged her chest. Her body was yelling at her to let him ravage her, but her mind was still hesitant since it was still considered a one night stand: a concept Octavia never had the interest in exploring. 

"Please don't think ill of me..." She said softly, not finding the courage to look him in the eye as he set a knee down on the edge of the bed and began to climb on. 

"Now, why would I go do somethin' like that? 'Yer still that stubborn aristocratic cellist that used 'ta scold me whenever I got my violin scales wrong. Everyone needs some down time; there’s nothin' wrong with that."

Octavia grumbled cutely and crossed her arms as Braeburn's full weight came onto the bed next to her. 

"That's all I am to you?" 

"'Ya know I'm just teasin', darlin'." He kept his soft smile and his speech grew to whispers while his finger came up and lightly brushed Octavia's bangs from her face. "Anyone who gets 'ta do somethin' like this with 'ya is as lucky as a puppy with two tails. 

His quirkiness brought a slight smile to her face at last; she felt her body gradually relaxing to his surprisingly soothing speech.

"I was wondering when you were going to start with your country-isms..." She giggled slightly as she felt one of his arms wrap around her side. 

Though, Braeburn knew it wasn't going to be any fun with a layer of sheets and clothes in the way. He propped himself up and slid his tee shirt off of him before tucking his body beneath the sheets with her. He felt a bit surprised when his body touched hers and he discovered how little she was wearing. 

"Gracious, Octy... What'cha wearin' under there?" He was taken off guard, but he still kept with his almost-seductive tone. 

She smiled and tried not to act too ashamed. 

"It's a little something I was planning on wearing to the beach, but... I never got the opportunity since-" 

"Let's take a look, then..." 

"Oh!" 

Her instinct made her want to pull the sheets back down, but it was too late. Within a fraction of a moment, Braeburn slipped the sheets below her chest and revealed her considerably skimpy micro-bikini. Even though it was dark in the room, she could still see the surprise on his face. 

"W-Wow..." His face went red after shamelessly staring at her barely covered breasts for several seconds. "I didn't... You must've grown... I don't remember them bein' this size..." 

"I usually bind them down a little so it isn't too embarrassing..." Octavia crossed her arms again to cover them. 

"Embarrassing? Shucks, why would you wanna be embarrassed 'bout somethin' like that?" He gently pulled her arms back so he could see again. 

"Well, they're... They've gotten too large, and..." 

Braeburn progressively moved closer to her to the point that their legs and hips were touching. 

"Malarkey. I think they're gorgeous." 

He took the first move and placed his hands on them. All he had to do was move her bikini top down an inch to reveal her nipples, but he kept his cool and played his cards gradually. He gently squeezed them and leaned in, kissing her soft warm cheek at first, but then moving down to her neck. 

"Ahh... B-Braeburn..." 

Braeburn was expecting her to protest to his touching, but she simply lay there and let him do as he pleased. Meanwhile, Octavia's breasts were feeling more and more sensitive by the minute and feeling his lips brush against her sensitive neck made it impossible for her not to make any noise in response. A wave of arousal washed over her when he felt his hand squeezing her nearly bare breasts; she didn't want him to stop and it made her feel like a whore. 

Octavia felt his light kisses traveling further down her chest; her back arched slightly when she felt him slide her small bikini top aside and suckle on one of her nipples. 

"Ahhhn!" 

Braeburn snickered at how much she was enjoying such a relatively low-profile activity and the vibrations from his snicker only made her nipples feel more pleasure. She put a hand on the back of his head and dug her fingers into his hair, which was a subtle way of saying to him that she liked what he was doing. 

Now that formalities were out of the way, she felt lesser shame in reaching down and rubbing herself between her legs through her tiny bikini bottom again. However, she groaned out of sexual frustration when Braeburn took her by the wrist and pulled her hand from her pussy. 

"Nah ahh... You just leave all that to me, 'ya hear?" He whispered again with his lewd smile still on his face. 

Octavia knew the value of the "waiting now for more pleasure later" method, but her body still ached for relief. Obediently, she rested her hands around his waist so she wouldn't be tempted to rub herself again. Besides, she could already feel his suckling abandon her breasts and moving down, which made her hands slide up his back and eventually rest back in his hair when his head reached between her legs. 

"Braeburn..." She bit her lip and blushed intensely when the horny rancher looked up at her from between her legs. She was only nervous because she knew full well what he was planning on doing, yet had never experienced it before. 

Right when she thought she'd be feeling his moist tongue pleasure her sex, he got back up and looked down at her helpless body whilst standing on his knees. The bulge in his gym shorts wasn't quite considered a bulge anymore. It was more like a barely contained beast waiting to have its way with her. 

"You're so cruel..." She said and realized she was panting from excitement at that point. 

"Heh. I think we both know that it'll be better if we're patient, darlin'. Now, mind helpin' me with these?"

Octavia didn't argue back, but gave him an eager nod and pulled his gym shorts down. As she guessed, as his thick meat sprung out and twitched above her body, he wasn't wearing any underwear. Her eyes widened out of surprise and thought to herself whether or not she'd be able to take him. It was easily the biggest cock she'd ever seen in person, which isn't saying much since her sex life was nearly barren. Though, with each veiny black inch she studied, her uneasiness grew. 

Braeburn could easily see though her thoughts just by studying her facial expression and her eyes that were staring at his member for several seconds. 

"Braeburn... P-Please-" 

"I'll be gentle, sweetheart, don't you worry 'yer pretty little head. Here." Braeburn leaned backwards and rested on his back. "I'll just lie here for now. You just go at 'yer own pace." 

"A- Alright..." Octavia sat back up and crawled to him on the bed, still staring at his manhood.

She couldn't decide what to do, so for the time being, she thought it would be a good warm-up to grip his length and stroke him gently. His shaft was unnaturally warm to the touch; her fingers were barely able to completely wrap around it. 

"It's... Quite large..." She blushed and started her stroking, making his first groans manifest. Her elegant black tail waved back and forth on its own, telling Braeburn that even though she was hesitant, she was excited. 

"Nngh... Thanks, darlin'..." 

Octavia started to stroke more of him and quivered when she felt it throb against her palm. She wanted to try more things, to use his body as a means to get herself more acquainted with sex. 

Without asking first, she leaned down and stuck out her tongue, closing her eyes. She tasted cock for the first time and licked the underside of his shaft, feeling relieved that it was clean from a recent shower. Still, there was a slight musk from his sex that made her hormones go into overdrive. The lick ended at the tip of his head and she looked up at him for approval whilst continuing her stroking. 

Braeburn didn't say a word, but was biting his lip and looking down at her servicing with eager eyes. She could easily read the pleasure written all of her his face. She tightened her grip on his cock and kept at it, leaning back in and licking his head more since she figured it was the most sensitive part of a man. That suspicion was confirmed when more boyish groans came from him and his member twitched more against her hand and tongue.

"Mmphh... You ever tried a blowjob before, Octy?" 

Her ears perked up and she raised her head from behind his cock, shaking it. 

"No? Well, 'yer welcome to try." He had a devious smile that could only be interpreted as him getting more aroused and his body wanting more. 

Octavia's pussy was burning with want with every throb of his penis, but she did her best to ignore it so she could service him as much as she could. 

After licking his head again softly, she opened her mouth and began to take him in. She had to stretch wide for him, but was eventually able to fit his head inside. 

"Ahh... T- Try not to use 'yer teeth, if 'ya can..." 

Octavia quickly pulled out. "I... I'm sorry..." She blushed at her own amateurism. 

"S'okay, darlin'." 

He didn't look too turned-off so she went in for a second try, doing her best to conceal her teeth behind her lips. When she attempted it again, it went much better for the both of them. 

"Yeah... That's it... Can 'ya go a little deeper?" Braeburn whispered, but she couldn't see his reaction due to her face being stuffed in his crotch. 

Octavia obediently tried her best and pushed down, feeling his member stretch her mouth wide the further it went. She couldn't help but let out a tiny moan when it reached the back of her throat; her body was beginning to act on its own. 

"Nngh... 'Ya got halfway... Didn't expect that..." 

She slid him out of her mouth and resumed stroking his length with more ease due to her saliva. 

"Only halfway?" 

"Heh... Well It's 'yer first time, so..." 

Octavia's cheeks puffed out in cute frustration; she knew she was inexperienced and that it'd be difficult until she was more used to it, but knowing that she couldn't do as much as most other mares could made her slightly upset. A blowjob was out of the question; she knew only halfway just wouldn't cut it.

"Maybe you can use 'yer tits?" 

"My..." She never thought of the idea before. "I never thought about that before... You really are a pervert, aren't you, Braeburn?" Her tone pretended to scold him, then let out a sigh. "Very well..." 

She sat up and reached behind her to find the knot for her bikini top and once she did, she pulled at it and caused it to fall down to her waist. Octavia didn't have to look at Braeburn to know that he was staring at her tits. She didn't waste a moment as she went back down and suckled on his head a little more, purposefully making some saliva trickle down his member to make what was coming next a bit more enjoyable. 

"So, just..." Octavia took one of her breasts and rubbed the tip of one of her sensitive nipples against his shaft. "Ahn... Like this?" 

Braeburn chuckled to himself. "No, darlin'." He took the liberty of reaching down and grabbing his cock, angling it between her breasts. "Like that..." 

"Oh..." Her ears perked up when she understood the lewdness of the maneuver she was about to pull. "I see..." 

While he was keeping his cock aligned, she put her hands on her breasts and eagerly pushed them against the sides of his shaft, engulfing it. 

"Mmm... Yeah, that's it..." 

The approval encouraged her to continue with a slight smile and she didn't have to do much thinking to decide what to do next. She slowly raised her body up and down, making his cock slide between her tits. It brought her more satisfaction than she expected.

"Ahh... You're doin' really good..." Braeburn's voice got more strained. It was obvious to Octavia that he was enjoying what she was doing, which gave her the self-confidence to do it a little faster whilst squeezing her breasts a little tighter. 

He began panting; his shaft's throbbing got more intense against her soft breasts. That was when she put two and two together and figured out it would be better if she incorporated her mouth into the mixture since his tip protruding from between her breasts was well within range, anyway. 

Braeburn had recently shut up with his moral support and instead went on with his groaning and moaning, but when Octavia began to suckle on his head whilst titty-fucking him, he let out his first curse of the night. 

"Fuck... Mmphh..." 

It encouraged her, to say the least. There was no doubt that she was getting the hang of it at that point and even though it made her feel a little slutty, she was happy that she was getting more and more used to something she was so afraid of for most of her life. 

"Octy, I... If 'ya keep doin’ that..." 

Braeburn's protests were being ignored. Octavia was having too much of a good time to pay attention to anything else. All she could focus on was his thick throbbing cock sliding between her breasts and into her mouth. She had created a rhythm with her movements and was going at a semi-quick pace when Braeburn couldn't take anymore. 

He was too much of a gentleman to push her head off of him so forcefully, so he came while she sucked on his head. His teeth grit together as Octavia's mouth quickly got filled with his cum. 

"Oh!" She yelped and her head flung back off of him in time to catch a few spurts of semen across her face. The excess cum that shot out from his cock landed on her breasts and trickled down them, painting them in his seed. The warm fluid that splattered over her made Octavia shiver in excitement and she almost felt as if a long lost alter-ego was beginning to take over her. 

"I... I apologize, Braeburn... I-" She collected some of his semen from her breasts with her finger and put it into her mouth. Its thick, creamy, bitter-sweet taste drove her hormones over the edge even more. "I suppose I got carried away..." 

"Its fine, darlin' just... Didn't wanna startle 'ya..." Braeburn panted in exhaustion, but Octavia still felt that his shaft was rock hard.

"Oh, silly me..." She got a mischievous grin and gently held his chest down to the bed as she climbed on top of him. "Thinking one climax would satisfy you..." 

"Octy, what'cha- Ohh..." He cut himself off with a cute boyish moan when he felt her grinding her pussy against his shaft, drenching it in her fluids. She had moved her bikini bottom, which was thin enough to double as a thong, to the side, allowing her raw wet outer lips to slide against him. 

"What's wrong, Brae?" She stared down at him, talking in a seductive tone and kept giving him a dirty lap dance. "You told me to go at my own pace, did you not...?"

"Heh... Nnngh, guess I did..."

Octavia didn't want to wait anymore for relief; she couldn't. Her pussy was nearly cumming at the thought of being fucked by the cock she was grinding on at the time. She reached down and gripped him, angling his head to her entrance and slid his head back and forth to get her fluids over him adequately. 

"H- Hey, now... Hold on there just a min- Hnnghhh!" He leaned up to try and stop her, but her weight was already dropping down. 

His tip popped into her after a considerable amount of downward force. 

"Hahhhhhnn!" Octavia let out a moan louder than the others she had let out previously. Her womanhood clenched desperately around his head and the pleasure nearly made her climax right then and there. 

The feeling of dizziness was already setting in, and she wasn't even halfway down on his shaft. Still, her pussy tasted the first bit of his fruitful gift, and it wanted more. 

"Octy... 'Yer a tight squeeze... Nnghh!" He throbbed inside her and made her legs twitch in excitement. 

She ignored his reaction and bit her lip, easing down further. 

"Mmphhh!" A low groan echoed in her throat; her canal slowly became filled with his shaft and stretched her apart.  

The feeling of being stuffed with such a thick rod brought several forms of relief between her legs. The itching, burning sensation that nearly drove her mad before melted away in a blissful rush of satisfaction brought about by his flared head reaching deep inside of her. 

Of course, to her, it felt much deeper than it actually was. In reality, when she felt as if she couldn't take any more of him, half of his shaft was still outside of her, waiting to plunge in. Octavia took a pause and caught her breath, trying her best not to prematurely cum and ruin the experience. 

"Ahhhnnn... How are you still this hard...?" 

Braeburn's panting started to calm. "I guess you can say I'm experienced..." 

"Really, now?" Octavia returned in spite and began gently pumping her hips up and down. 

"Nngh... Y- Yeah..." 

"Then... Would you say..." She bit her lip and increased her hip movements, feeling him slide in and out slowly. "I'm tighter than most girls you've met?" Her pussy squeezed around him a little tighter just to send the point across further. 

"Aghh! Shit..." 

Octavia giggled under her breath cutely and stared down at him. 

"That's what I thought- Ahn!" She yelped when Braeburn reached up to grope her breasts again. She returned the favor by rolling her hips around and trying to get every inch of him inside of her as she could. 

"H- Hey, well lookie there..." Braeburn grinned and looked down at his cock that was gradually digging deeper. 

"I... I don't have to; I can feel it... Mmm..." His fingers were playing with her sensitive nipples and it didn't help the fact that she was trying her best not to cum. 

Before Braeburn could say anything else, she started moving her hips up and down. He was too out of whack to concentrate on her breasts, so he simply rested his hands on her thighs while she straddled him and rode him more intensely than before. She gripped his wrists so she wouldn't lose her balance. 

"Mmpphh... Ahhn!" Octavia smiled in lewd delight, feeling his tip churn her insides and excavate closer to her womb. Her throat was already getting rather raw from her panting and with it came the side effect of feeling light headed, which only multiplied her ecstasy. 

She was surprised that he wasn't thrusting up into her at that point from all the stimulation she was giving him; still, she kept going, determined to gain mutual and ultimate relief in the end. 

Suddenly, she felt him gain control of her wrists and pulled her down on top of him. His arms reached down and lustfully gripped her butt. 

"Braeburn..." She blushed from his forcefulness, but didn't have time to say anything further before his hips began pumping into her.

She laid there on top of him and let him take control for a change, feeling his thick cock go deeper inside of her with each thrust. Her moans and pants continued and tickled his neck while lewd slapping noises came between their hips. Finally, when she thought he was past the point of no return, even though she heard something in the background that startled her, the tip of his penis accidentally prodded her g-spot: her most sensitive area inside of her that no man had ever reached before. 

"Ahhhn! Oh goodness, do that harder! Mmmphh!" Any and all hesitation left within her broke at that moment; all she wanted was to climax, but Braeburn stopped in what she thought was a cruel act of teasing. 

"Shitfire... Did 'ya hear that?" Braeburn's voice hushed and his heart pounded nervously. 

"W- What? No, I didn't..." She wanted to continue, but his arms that were holding her ass down to his cock gave him the advantage of leverage. "Come on..." She pleaded and rocked her hips back and forth in a desperate attempt to keep her pleasure levels high.

He sighed and his grin returned. "You really want this, dont'cha?" 

Octavia responded by nibbling at his neck and continuing with her movements. 

"Right, then..." 

"Whoaa" Her eyes widened as he rolled both of them around, quickly changing the dynamics of the situation and getting on top of her whilst still remaining implanted into her pussy the whole time. 

"Braeburn..." She stared up into his eyes and felt a sudden amorous flash within her from the submission. He grabbed her thighs and pulled them to his hips, putting her at his mercy once more as her hungry womanhood squeezed him and begged for more. 

"What happened to going at my pace?" "She giggled nervously, but he was too enthralled to respond.

It didn't take him long to resume thrusting with his back arched upright; the position he was in gave him great leverage to dig his rock hard cock deep inside of her. Now that he knew exactly where her sensitive spots were, he exploited them over and over again each time his head slid through. 

"Ughh... Nnnghh..." His grunts echoed throughout her bedroom. 

Octavia had to hold her tits to keep them from bouncing up and down too much and while she did so, she played with her nipples to give herself a little more stimulation. 

"Brae- Ahh!" She tried to get him to stop for a second before she spiraled out of control. 

Hesitantly and with a bit of frustration, he stopped and looked down at her. 

"Hah... W- What, sugarcube?" 

She figured that they were both close to finishing and wanted it to last just a little longer. Besides, there was still one thing she wanted to try out before they called it quits. 

"Could you do it... F- From behind? Perhaps?" 

He chuckled and grinned. "Didn't think you'd be that horny..." 

The comment made her blush and look aside. "Please...?" 

"Fine, fine. Turn around 'fer me." 

Octavia's arms and legs trembled under her weight as she did so. She grabbed a nearby pillow and put it under her head in case she needed something to moan into and propped her ass up to give him access and a nice view.

Shortly after, she felt something going for her pussy and thought it was him about to penetrate her again, but when she felt a bit of air brush against her nether regions, she knew it was his face. She bit down onto the pillow and groaned into it, feeling his tongue defiling her womanhood and getting a fresh coat of lubricating saliva on her.

After he had his fun, he leaned back up and rubbed his rod between her ass cheeks, pushing her tail aside and slipping her bikini bottom down, which for some reason never came completely off during the whole ordeal. 

"I'm really close, so..." He whispered and popped his head back inside. 

"Ahhhn! I am as well, Braeburn... Mmphh!" 

Braeburn couldn't resist the view he was getting. Her ass was just as lovely as her tits were and he took full advantage of it. His hands groped her cheeks as he slid further in and once he hit her cervix, he resumed his even-paced deep thrusts. 

Octavia was involuntarily squeezing him tighter because she was so close to her orgasm. If it wasn't for his balls brushing against her clit every time he dug all the way in, she would've been able to hold out longer. Her moans momentarily faded away; she was beginning to feel the first stages of her climax. 

When he sped up, albeit it wasn't much of a change of pace, it became too much for her to handle. Her mind went blank and her pussy constricted around him tighter than ever. All at once, she dug her face into the pillow and let out a moan that would've been a scream if it weren't muffled. Her whole body locked up in ecstasy and the pressure that had been building up inside her lower belly finally released. 

The fact that he was still thrusting vigorously made it even better. Her fluids began to spurt out between her outer lips and his shaft, soaking him further and making his cock slide in and out with considerable ease. 

Octavia was still in the middle of her climax when Braeburn began grunting and groaning louder, quickly pulling out of her and spiking her orgasm when his flared tip popped though. She heard him jerking himself off quickly.

"Ahhghh! I'm- Nnghh!" 

As her body squirmed and shivered from cumming, she did her best to turn back around in time for the big finale. Her objective was to catch as much as she could in her mouth, and after she turned herself back around underneath him and adjusting her face so it was within shooting distance of his cock, she did an admirable job of doing so. One or two ropes of it missed and got over her eye and hair, but most of it landed in or near her mouth. Once he was done, she took him into her mouth and sucked off any extra drops that were still left hanging. 

Octavia swallowed his semen with one big gulp and kept rubbing his cock to help him ease down. Though, it wasn't long until he lost the strength to keep himself up. He fell down next to her and panted heavily once he had spent every last drop of his cum; Octavia laid next to him, licking off what she could from her face.

"Mmm..." She semi-moaned to herself, feeling the sweet aftertaste of his cum still lingering. Her arms wrapped around him and she snuggled up to him, feeling absolutely glorious and blissful that her lust had been satiated. 

He was still panting, but tried his best to speak. 

"Hah... I thought... Hah... I thought you were inexperienced..." 

She giggled and traced her finger around his chest, looking down in amusement at his cock that was starting to settle down.

"You did most of the work, Braeburn... You're quite the man in bed..." 

"Hah... Heheh... 'Ya think so, huh?" 

"Mmm... Yes." She rolled on top of him and gave him a sudden stern look, pointing a finger at his nose while straddling his chest. "You had better not tell anyone about this..." 

He rolled his eyes and grinned. "Oh, I dunno..." 

"Braeburn..." 

"Fine, fine. You know I wouldn't go an' do somethin' like that." 

Octavia relaxed again and laid next to him with a slight grin starting to form. "I know." 

Suddenly, Octavia's phone went off; she nearly jumped. Rolling over to reach for it on the nightstand, she groaned and yawned.

"It's a text from Vinyl... 'Came back by the condo but saw you were busy. I'll be back tomorrow morning.'"

Braeburn's eyes widened and looked to her. "Wait, that means..." 

"That sound earlier..."

They both shared the same look of shocking realization, but it fizzled out into laughter shortly after.