Best Friends are Best Lovers

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Whirlwind broke the kiss and took a deep breath. She could feel Prism’s breath on her face as she stared into his green eyes, the heat of his body rubbing against her own.

Her heartbeat was so loud in her ears that she could barely hear Prism. “Dubz… are we…”

She stifled a giggle. “You can be a bit dense sometimes, you know that?” she whispered, pulling up to a sitting position on top of him.

Whirlwind grabbed her shirt and took it off in a swift move. A shiver went through her as she felt Prism’s stare at her bra for a heartbeat before he hastened to undress as well. She leaned further back and helped him get off his shirt, then pushed him back on the couch, pressing her lips against his as their tongues wrestled. She moved her hands up and down his torso, feeling his ribs and muscles under his skin. As she moved her legs to be more comfortable, she brushed against something very stiff and long, and the thought of that made her press her crotch against him and rub herself with his body.

Finally Prism began contributing more; his hands caressed her back as he reached for her bra’s hook. When they broke the kiss he moved to her neck and began nibbling it gently. He still hadn’t undo her bra; Whirlwind could feel his fingers fumbling with it. She paid it no attention; she was pretty nervous about what they were doing herself, and she had initiated it, following an impulse.

He’s probably even more nervous, she thought, tilting her head to kiss his cheek, and just then she felt him succeed.

The hook of her bra came off. Prism’s hand moved its straps down her shoulders; Whirlwind again pulled back as she took off her bra. She shuddered as she sat like that, with her chest naked, and Prism’s eyes looking at her breasts with an awe and hunger in his eyes. Her elbows twitched, as by instinct she almost raised her arms to cover herself, but she forced them down. Prism didn’t seem to have such a problem with his hands; he placed them on her sides and moved them slowly up to her breasts. A moan escaped Whirlwind’s lips as she felt his touch, closing her eyes to better enjoy the sensation. Encouraged, Prism began to fondle her boobs, then moved his hands a bit so that his thumbs could reach her nipples and make circular motions around them.

She gasped at the surge of pleasure, and her hands shot to Prism’s, grasping them and entwining their fingers. “You like that, huh?” she heard him ask, and when she opened her eyes she saw him smiling.

“Yeah,” she replied, moaning once more. She groped her breasts together with Prism for a while, before letting his hands go and arching her back, gasping as the pleasure built up. Whirlwind moved her hands behind to support herself against the couch as she pressed her crotch harder against Prism. She could feel his manhood through his pants, as well as her growing wetter and hotter with every second he continued to rub her nipples.

Why were either of them still wearing pants at this point?

Whirlwind slowly pulled his hands away as she leaned forward and kissed him, pressing his arms to the couch so she could stand up. She broke the kiss, and crawled down his body, stopping at his waist. It took her less time to unzip his pants that it took him to remove her bra (although Prism hastened to help her, unsurprisingly also keen on their current course of action), and soon she stripped them off his legs, along with his boxers.

His member immediately rose up proudly into the air. Whirlwind began staring at it even before his clothing fell to the floor. She had seen a penis before, both back at sex ed and in biology books, as well as in some… movies (which, oddly enough, she had seen more often since she she had been staying at Amber’s), but she hadn’t seen one with her own eyes. And it was Prism’s at that. She hadn’t expected him to be so… well endowed. But then again, she wasn’t sure what passes as big when it comes to penises… Would Amber know? Whirlwind wondered in her daze briefly, then, regaining a bit of lucidity, wondered why was she thinking about Amber right now, and drew closer to it.

It had a… strong smell. Not an unpleasant one, but a bit… musky. And a bit like a shampoo of sorts. He had a shower earlier, she recalled as she placed one hand on his thigh, next to his pubic hair. Prism shivered at her touch, but otherwise didn’t react as she slowly moved her other hand to his penis until she gently grabbed it. He let out a short sound that seemed like mix of a grunt and moan. Whirlwind glanced at him, worried for a heartbeat that she had grabbed him to roughly, but as he showed no sign of pain other than biting on his lower lip, she squeezed it delicately, then applied a bit more force.

They don’t teach you about how hard it is, Whirlwind thought, mesmerized, as she lightened her grip, then started to massage it, moving her hands up and down. Judging by the sounds Prism began to make he liked it. Whirlwind hadn’t finished exploring his nethers but, not wanting to stop, moved her other hand from his thigh to his balls. In comparison to his penis, the sack was soft, and as it was covered by pubic hair not as pleasant to touch. Still, she played with the two orbs with interest, delicately, intrigued by them and getting turned on by Prism’s reaction to her ministrations. He was breathing through his mouth as he observed her playing with his genitals, and uttering quick, soft moans.

The thought of how much power she had over him right now made Whirlwind even more wet. Deciding to take things further, she leaned forward, moving closer to Prism’s penis. Slowly, she extended her tongue, and licked the shaft. As Prism gasped in pleasure, she drew a few more licks around his dick, then, encouraged by his noises, she carefully pulled the foreskin down, revealing the tip.

With her eyes on Prism, who was doing his best to stifle his moans, Whirlwind leaned closer and kissed his tip.

“Oooh, sweet mother of…” Prism uttered before gulping and clenching his teeth.

Smirking, Whirlwind pulled her head back a bit, and gave his head a slow, deliberate lick, then another. She stopped fondling Prism’s balls as her hand moved down her own body; she just couldn’t take it anymore, hearing his moans having pushed her to her limit. She slipped her hand beneath her pants and panties and began to rub her pussy as her tongue circled around Prism’s tip. A finger made its way inside her, and Whirlwind, after a brief hesitation, parted her lips and took the head into her mouth.

Prism’s gasp filled her ears as her tongue began to twirl around the tip after a few second of adjusting to the sensation. Whirlwind moved it slowly underneath her mouth, while at the same time she played with herself, closing her eyes in her pleasure. As she grew more comfortable with the tip in her mouth, she opened her mouth wider, trying to take more of Prism’s dick. Whirlwind did it slowly, not wanting to gag and accidentally bite him in surprise, but more and more of his penis slid into her, the tip reaching her throat…

Suddenly, she felt Prism’s hands on her head. “D-dubz! I can’t…” he gasped and trailed off, trying to pull her away.

It quickly became clear why as his penis shot cum right into her throat. Whirlwind choked as hot liquid filled her mouth and she pulled away quickly. Perhaps it was a mistake, as a bit of Prism’s cum splashed against her face. For the moment, however, she ignored that, as she moved away from, trying to clear her throat.

“Are you alright?” Prism asked, getting up and kneeling beside her.

She swallowed the rest of the cum that was still in her mouth and nodded. “Yeah, just… took me by surprise,’ she said in a bit hoarse voice.

Whirlwind licked her lips and realized that there was still cum on her face. She wiped it with her hand… and then sniffed it.

Prism, in the meeting, continued to apologize. “I’m sorry, I... I didn’t know that was going to happen- I mean, um, I knew, of course, but I didn’t think it would happen right then,” he mumbled. Whirlwind glanced at him; he was red all over his face. She wondered if it was because he came so quickly, or because he nearly choked her. “I’m sorry,” he repeated. “L-let me get you something to… well,” he trailed off, waving his head in front of his face.

But before he could get up from the couch, Whirlwind, who found the smell of cum to be quite pleasant, took a lick of the bit on her hand, causing him to freeze and stare. He continued to look at her as she cleaned her face and licked all of his cum off her palm and, staring into his eyes, swallowed and smiled.

“Wow,” Prism muttered, his eyes round as plates. “Dubz, that was… kinda gross actually.”

Whirlwind blinked in surprise, then snorted a giggle seeing him smirk. “Ass,” she told him, punching him lightly. He chuckled, and as she punched him again for that he grabbed her hand and pulled her to him. Before she knew it, she felt his body against hers, his lips on hers, and she opened them for him. “Not so grossed now?” she asked after the kiss.

Prism smiled and kissed her on the nose. “Nah, I lied, that was hot,” he said. He then grimaced. “Sorry about… you know, finishing so quickly,” Prism said uncomfortably.

Whirlwind, however, smiled. “That’s okay. As long as you make it up to me, that is,” she added, smirking. “Think you can go again soon?” she asked, glancing down at his dick, which now, deflated as it was, wasn’t quite as impressive.

Before answering, Prism looked up and down her body, his eyes staying a second longer on her breasts. “Yeah, definitely,” he said as he looked into her eyes. “But…”

“‘But?” Whirlwind repeated, frowning.

Prism smirked, and before she realized, his hand slipped under her legs, the other grabbed her from behind and he rose, lifting her up. Having lost her balance, Whirlwind clutched to his chest with one arm and he held her.

“How about we move it someplace else?” he asked.

The muscles in his hand were trembling from the mild exertion as he walked towards his bedroom with Whirlwind in his arms. Prism still could scarcely believe that what was happening was real; a part of him kept fearing that in a moment he would wake up and it would turn out to be just a dream.

If it is a dream, I want to make the most of it, he thought as he walked into his bedroom naked, with the half-naked girl he loved in his arms.

He gazed into her blue eyes, which were full of emotion, then, when she turned her head to look at his bed, he quickly took in her body; her dark skin, her breasts, and farther down…

His gaze rested on her crotch; the blowjob she just gave him felt better than anything he ever felt, and Prism intended to fully return the favor.

After some fun first, he added as he placed her gently on his bed.

Whirlwind looked back into his eyes and smirked. “So,” she began, “what do you-”

He didn’t let her finish. Prism silenced her with a kiss, just as she had done so before, and pushed her, delicately but firmly, against the bed. He climbed on top of her and began moving down, first tending to her neck, and finally stopping at her breasts. Prism paused a moment, admiring their beauty, and lowered his head so that Whirlwind could feel his breath upon her perky nipples. She shivered against him, as he thought she might, and, after a few seconds, he gave her left nipple a brief lick, eliciting a gasp.

Encouraged, Prism did that again, except this time he dragged his tongue around the nipple. As Whirlwind moaned from his ministrations, he continued playing with it. He flicked the nipple with his tongue, and brought up one hand to caress her breast. His other hand went to her right boob and he began giving it the same treatment, except using his finger to stimulate the nipple.

All while doing that, Whirlwind’s body writhed underneath him. Prism could tell that pleasure was building up in her; she kept pressing her crotch into him and tried to rub herself, but he was taking advantage of his greater weight to not let her legs lift herself too high. He also placed his elbows on the bed so that she couldn’t reach her pussy with her hands and relieve some tension she was in.

She must be feeling really flustered right now, he mused as he took the nipple into his mouth and sucked gently. Whirlwind’s hand couldn’t reach her nethers, so instead she grabbed his back; he shuddered a bit as her nails dug into his skin while his tongue played with the nipple in his mouth. Too bad I still have the other nipple to take care of, Prism added mischievously.

His tongue swirled around one last time before he raised his head a bit, looked into Whirlwind’s imploring eyes, and leaned towards her other breast.

“Priiiiism!” Whirlwind moaned, arching her back as he began licking the other nipple. “Mmm… Don’t be an ass!” she panted, glaring at him.

In response, Prism made his next lick deliberately long, then smirked. “Okay, we can pick up where we left off later,” he said, winking. Giving her boobs one last squeeze, Prism crawled down and raised to his knees.

Although he had grown more comfortable, Prism still felt a bit nervous as he undid her pants and took them off. He lifted her legs a bit into air while doing so, and took off her socks too. An idea to caress her legs for a bit entered his mind, but as he saw Whirlwind’s hand moving to her panties, he decided that it was enough teasing for a while. Still, he grasped her wrist and looked into her eyes as he drew closer to his mark. Understanding his intentions, Whirlwind took her hand back and let him do as he pleased.

Carefully, he slipped his hand under her panties and began slowly taking them off. Standing so close, he could see wet spots on them, and his nose had been assaulted by her smell even before he could see her pussy. It was the most arousing scent he had ever known, and at the thought of tasting its source he felt his member - already half-awakened at this point - stir.

And then he saw her pussy.

His mouth parted as he took in its stronger scent. He gazed at Whirlwind’s pussy hungrily, for a few seconds so lost in the moment that he stopped taking of her panties; but he quickly recovered and took them off, throwing them away. As she spread her legs, Prism moved between them and leaned down, taking a long, slow lick around her lips.

“Ooooh…” he heard Whirlwind moan; based on how it was cut abruptly, he suspected that she clenched her teeth, but didn’t raise his head to look up, too busy with his current task. Which he enjoyed, as her pussy tasted delightful. Prism continued to tease her by licking around it, but their activities had made all of her crotch drenched in liquid. Whirlwind bent her knees and he grabbed her around her thighs to be more comfortable as his tongue circled closer and closer around his mark. When she squeezed him a gently with her legs, Prism finally decided to bring this game to next level, and he gently licked her pussy’s lips. Whirlwind gasped loudly. “Prism!” she exclaimed, moaning.

His tongue brushed the labium two or three more times, before he let go of her thighs and brought his hands next to his face. With only a brief hesitation, he parted her lips. As her most inner part of her body was revealed to him, Prism wished it was lighter in the room, but didn’t linger on the thought too much as he pressed his tongue against her opening and slowly pushed it inside.

He could hear Whirlwind moan and feel her legs squeezing him, but he was too focused on the sensation of her pussy’s velvet folds holding his tongue tight. What would it be like for my dick? he thought, moving closer and sticking more of his tongue inside. As he began to wiggle it around, he realized his nose was brushing against something. Knowing this could only be her clit, Prism began to rub it gently as he continued to lick her insides, moving his tongue in and back into his mouth at times, intending in a few moments to wrap his lips around it. However, Whirlwind’s reaction to his oral activity made him put that out of his thoughts for now.

Her entire body shuddered violently, her hands came to his head and pressed him against her crotch while her legs straightened, and she uttered a very loud gasp. Prism - whose nose was practically squashed against her pussy - held his breath while he grabbed around his thighs again and waited as she rode out her orgasm. Of course, he didn’t stop working on her with his tongue; he still wiggled it around as her vagina squeezed it and she splashed him with her juices.

As Whirlwind slowly calmed down and released her hold of him, Prism lifted his head to take some air before coming back down. His tongue flickered Whirlwind’s love button, causing her to start shivering and panting once more. One of her hands came back to his head; he felt her fingers brush through his hair, but she neither pushed him or pulled him away, just held him as he pleased her.

Despite the throbbing feeling in his dick that seemed to beg him to finally use it, Prism continued to rely on just his mouth for now. He wanted to make up to Whirlwind for cumming so early before (and for not giving her a warning in time) by bring her as close to her next orgasm as possible before tending to his own needs. With that in mind, he wrapped his lips around her clit and began to suck it, making her moans much louders.

“Oh, Prims…” she exclaimed, the rest of her words incoherent. “Mmm… yes, like that…”

If his mouth wasn’t busy, Prism would smirk at the thought of her having trouble speaking. As new as he was to this, he was fairly certain that meant he was doing a good job.

He brought his hand to her tight lips and slowly moved it towards her opening. While he continued to suck her love button and flicker it with his tongue, he began to brush two fingers along her lips, with one knuckle slipping inside. Prism pleasured her in this manner for several few moments until Whirlwind’s legs began to buckle. He hadn’t paid enough attention earlier to gage well enough how close it meant she was to another orgasm, but he decided that it was good enough.

Prism rose and was about to crawl forward… then he stopped. Condoms! he thought, wanting to slap himself for almost forgetting about them. As much as he loved Whirlwind, he didn’t want to have kids with her right now, and he was certain that she wouldn’t thank him if he got her pregnant. Especially considering she was about to be back on duty after a month of health leave.

Flashing her an apologetic look, Prism jumped off the bed and opened a drawer in one of the closets. Aside from the socks he kept there, there was a package of condoms deep inside of it that he had bought some time ago just in case of an emergency.

He took it out and turned around back to Whirlwind, unpacking it quickly. Apprehension dawned on her as he sat on the edge of the bed. “Oh, right,” she said, leaning upwards on her elbows as she looked at him. “Wait, why did you have those?”

When he glanced from the now half-opened package to her, Prism saw her looking at him with raised eyebrows. “Oh, um, it’s not like that,” he quickly rushed to explain, feeling heat rising on his cheeks. “I bought those just in case- No, I don’t mean like yesterday,” Prism stammered, worried she might think he had hoped to… well, he did, but more in a ‘dream-like’ way. “When I moved out,” he began again; he winced due to embarrassment, “my folks told me I should always have some, so they wouldn’t be suddenly grandparents because of my stupidity.” He smiled sheepishly. “So I bought a package.”

Whirlwind nodded, then frowned. “So this been here how many years?”

He couldn’t help not roll his eyes. “I know they have expiration day, I’m not an idiot. I bought this one a few months ago.”

“Ah, okay,” Whirlwind said.

Turning his attention back to the condoms, he finished opening the package and took one sachet. Prism thought back to sex ed class; felt like ages ago. I hope it doesn’t feel weird, he thought as he unpacked it and took out the rubber.

“You need some help with that?” he heard Whirlwind ask.

Prism’s first instinct was to ask her why she thought he couldn’t put a condom on his own dick while jokingly pretend to be offended. However, when he looked at Whirlwind, he saw her staring at the rubber in his hand with intrigue… and at his penis with lust.

Curious what she was thinking about, Prism leaned back to give her a better access. “Since you’re offering…”

Whirlwind crawled closer to him, took the rubber from his hand and bent over his groin. With her other hand she reached his penis and grabbed it gently. Prism shuddered, still not used to the sensation of somebody else touching it. Not paying him much attention at the moment, Whirlwind jerked his dick while she leaned closer to it, her hand with the condom hovering above it. As she pulled the foreskin down, making Prism clench his teeth to not groan as his tip was exposed to air, she brought it down, gently placing the plastic disk on top of his penis, and slowly rolling it down.

Okay, doesn’t feel too weird, Prism thought, wiggling a bit; the condom was rather a bit cold to touch. It will take some getting used too…

“How does it feel?” Whirlwind asked, gazing at him curiously.

“A bit odd, but okay,” he replied. “Not really used to having something around it, but I should be fine.”

“Really?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “Not even a hand?”

Glancing down at Whirlwind’s hand, still holding his dick, Prism smiled sheepishly. “That doesn’t count, I am hoping to wear it for a bit longer time.”

“I meant your hand,” she replied, smirking.

Confused, Prism opened his mouth to question what she meant… then he figured it out and blushed. “I- I don’t do that,” he stammed, embarrassed.

His denial must have amused Whirlwind. “Oh really?” she asked, dragging the syllables. “Am I really supposed to believe that?” she added, her palm massaging his dick.

Prism found it hard to focus in his current situation. “Why would you think I’m lying?” he asked nervously.

“Well, for starters, you are a guy.”

“Sexist,” he replied, hoping to turn this into a joke.

She ignored his comment and tugged gently on his penis. “And back when we were dating I noticed a few used tissues behind your bed.”

His jaw dropped. “I… um… oh sweet mother of Celestia,” he moaned, covering his face from the embarrassment.

He heard Whirlwind giggle, and he wondered if he could just drop undergound from shame. In the next moment, however, he felt her let go of his dick and embraced him. “Aw, c’mon, Prism, it’s nothing to be ashamed off,” she told him, holding him under his chin and lifting his head for a kiss as she straddled him. Prism, although reluctant, took his hands off his face and embraced her back. She was looking at him with a mix of amusement and pity after the kiss. “I mean, sure, back then it would have been, but now… it’s kinda hot,” she confessed, her face gaining in color.

With some of his embarrassment dispersed, Prism managed to muster a smile. “Oh, really?”

Whirlwind had positioned herself so that her pussy would be aligned with his cock. Now as they talked, she was moving her crotch up and down, rubbing herself with his dick. “Mmm… well, that depends,” she told him, keeping her face close to his. “Do you think about me while masturbating?”

Gazing into her half-lidded eyes, there was only one thing Prism could say; the truth. “Always,” he said in a husky voice.

Her face beamed at his reply, then took on a predatory visage. Before Prism knew what was going on, she pushed him against the bed, holding him down. Whirlwind, staring into his eyes, pecked him on the lips before she slowly raised to a sitting position, taking his hands into hers and moving them down her body, resting them on her hips.

As her hips rose and moved forward, Prism - despite about every fiber of his being telling him to not interrupt her - spoke. “W-wait,” he stammered, and Whirlwind looked at him with confusion. “Dubz… you’re sure?” When she shot him her ‘Are you kidding me’ look, he explained further. “I mean… it’s something else, you know? It’s big.”

She looked down. “I’d say,” she purred, causing him to blush. “Yes, I am sure,” Whirlwind said as she looked up. She then deadpanned at him. “Also, you could have thought about that before you got me so worked up again.” As he smiled sheepishly, she sighed and smiled. “I know it’s more serious than what we did until now, but I don’t care. I want to do this with you,” she said in a sultry voice, once again sliding his dick against her folds as she rose. “I need you, Prism,” Whirlwind said, looking into his soul.

Prism stared back at her, and saw all his emotions reflected in her. With a nod, he grabbed her hips more firmly. Whirlwind took that as a sign and began to slide down.

Slowly (almost agonizingly so for Prism), his dick was pressed against her opening. Whirlwind took a deep breath and lowered further down. After a second, her lips’ resistance gave in, and they parted, letting his dick inside.

Both of them gasped; Prism because of the pressure around his tip, Whirlwind because of the way her pussy was being slowly split up. At least he assumed so. Prism didn’t think she was in pain, or at least too much pain, as she continued to slide down. He, on the other hand, felt like he was in heaven. Whirlwind’s folds slowly enveloped more and more of his dick. Her pussy was very warm, and gripped him tightly, like a vice. A part of him wanted to grasp her hips harder and pull her down, but he ignored that animalistic part of every man and let Whirlwind set the pace.

She was still sliding down, having taken more than half of his dick by now. As he looked at her, Prism noticed that she was clenching her eyes and teeth. He was about to ask her if she was alright, but noticed the concentration on her face and decided it would be better to not distract her. And so, slowly, she took more and more of him into her pussy, until finally his dick disappeared inside of her and he bottomed out, making both of them gasp.

His mind had almost literally exploded with pleasure, but despite that Prism focused on Whirlwind. “Are you alright?” he asked, panting.

She was breathing heavily, but she nodded, a bit feverishly. “Yeah, fine,” she gasped, her eyes closed. “Just need a minute…”

Prism nodded with understanding and let her adjust. Fighting off the urge to move his hips, he ran his hand up to her breasts and began caressing them again. Whirlwind smiled and leaned a bit closer so he wouldn’t have to reach so far, and continued to take calming breaths. Finally, she felt her legs shiver before she slowly raised her hips, only to bring them down after a second.

Even that bit sent waves of pleasures through Prism. He bit his lip and brought his hands down to her hips, which he grabbed tightly, but other than that he stayed still. He was smart enough to know he had to let her set the pace. Even if it is difficult to not move, he thought as she raised again, a bit further.

Whirlwind brought her hips back down, then rose again and back, each time sliding further away. She began moving faster too, not by much, but by a bit and continued to speed up. Prism took a moment to look down. The sight of his dick appearing and then disappearing back inside of Whirlwind was strangely arousing. So was the feeling of warmth and moist around it, even through the condom. I wonder how it would feel without it… Prism began to think, but then shook the stupid idea out of his head. Maybe some day, in say a few years he would learn, but for now he wasn’t even gonna suggest that.

He returned to look at Whirlwind’s face, and found her staring at him. No longer slowly sliding but practically bouncing now, she was gazing at him through half-lid eyes. Her hands, resting on his chest to support her, clenched a bit as she brought her hips down, practically slamming against his groin and causing Prism to groan in pleasure. She stayed there a second longer before she resumed to bounce up and down, but this time he was ready. No longer afraid to participate, he began to thrust up to meet her hips. Whirlwind utterest a surprised gasp, but her face stretched into a satisfied smile.

That was all the encouragement Prism needed. Grasping her hips more tightly, he began to thrust regularly, syncing up with Whirlwind perfectly after just a few tries. His world had been reduced to the sensation of her pussy squeezing his dick, the feeling of their genitals slapping against one another; the sight of her bouncing boobs - to which she soon brought her hands to and started to massage them - and of her face, her closed eyes and open mouth; the sounds of the soft moans she was making, and squelching coming from their groins.

Soon, however, he realized the pressure in his penis was building up. Prism cursed inwardly; he had been too focused on what was happening. He might not have had sex ever before today, but he had read a lot about it to know he would last longer if he had been thinking about something… well, something gross would be best. But he forgot all about it, and he was nearing his second orgasm now.

“Dubz,” he panted, “how close are you?”

At first it looked as if he would have to repeat the question, but soon Whirlwind replied. “Almost… there,” she said, opening her eyes. She brought her hands back to support her as she leaned over him. “Don’t… you dare stop now!” Whirlwind hissed.

Prism nodded, and focused as best he could on delaying his orgasm. It wasn’t easy, not with Whirlwind slamming her hips into his faster and more violently.

“Yes!” she exclaimed loudly, repeating the motion. “Yes, yes, yes! Harder!”

Having little choice (or reluctance) but to obey, Prism thrusted his hip in time when she brought hers down, increasing in speed and strength. One of his hands lost its grip because of it, and as he tried to put it back, she reached back with hers and grasped it. He looked at her, a bit surprised, but as he gazed into her eyes he understood. Their other hands clasped too as Whirlwind brought her lips to his and they kissed.

This caused Prism to go over edge. He felt his balls empty into Whirlwind (or, well, try to; Thank Celestia for condoms,), but at the same time, her body shuddered too. She broke the kiss and moaned into his neck as her orgasm hit her at the same time as his. Her hips smashed against his and stayed there, with all of him inside her pussy.

Prism exhaled deeply as the sensation quickly passed, leaving exhaustion in its wake. He felt Whirlwind let go of his hands and hug him, so he did the same. His hands embraced her, and he softly stroke her as she calmed down.

They stayed like that for several long heartbeats, during which he felt his dick grow softer inside of her. Finally, Whirlwind pulled back her head to look him in the eyes. Her gaze seemed unfocused, making her appear half-conscious, but Prism recognized love in her expression easily.

“That was…” she said, her voice a bit coarse, “... wow,” she finished, not finding a better description.”

“Yeah,” Prism replied, not finding anything else to say; she was right, that was ‘wow’.

She smiled weakly, then brought her lips in for a kiss. As both of them were exhausted at the moment, it was brief, and then she slowly started to slide off him. Prism reached down to help her, taking a hold of his penis and the end of the condom as she turned on her side. His dick left her without much resistance; when Prism looked at it, it was already shriveled down, with the rubber looking like a big plastic bag. As Whirlwind laid on her back on the bed, Prism rose and took of the condom, being careful to not let his cum slip from it. Not having any trash cans in the bedroom, he tied the opening into a knot and placed it a bit further away on the bed. True, it was covered in Whirlwind’s juices from the outside, but Prism didn’t mind his sheets smelling like her.

“How are you feeling?” he asked when he lay back down next to her.

“Good,” she said, then she grunted and coughed. “I think my throat is a bit sore… I’m gonna go drink something in a minute,” Whirlwind muttered, tilting her head so that their foreheads were touching. “I’m feeling a bit thirsty.”

“There’s some mineral water in my fridge,” Prism said. “Want me to bring you some?”

“Nah, I’ll go get it myself. You rest,” she said, smirking mischievously. “We have so much more to do…”

Thank Celestia for mineral water, Whirlwind thought a few minutes later as she gulped down the bottle.

It felt weird to stand naked in the kitchen like that. She hadn’t even done it in her own apartment (well, maybe once). Plus the floor was a bit cold to her bare feet. However, she and Prism had the next few hours just for themselves, and she intended for them to spend it in their birthday suits.

Her heart was still racing at the thought of what they had just done. We just had sex, Whirlwind thought, placing the almost empty bottle down on the kitchen table; thankfully there were two others in the fridge. They were probably gonna need them. I still can hardly believe it… and it was so wonderful, she thought with lust. Hope Prism, hm, recovers quickly, Whirlwind added with a quiet giggle. There was is so much more we can do…

She walked from the kitchen through the living room, stretching. Recalling from yesterday that there wasn’t any house on the other side of the windows here, Whirlwind decided to take a peek at the outside. Walking around naked was a surprising turn on for her, and the thought of standing before a window now made her loins stir.

After making sure that there was nobody outside who could see her, Whirlwind leaned against the window. Her thoughts went back to their flight earlier today. How would it feel to have sex on the clearing? she began to wonder. Her hand began to make it’s way to her pussy. Almost nobody comes there… or up on a cloud?

She broke off her reverie as she felt her fingers brush her pussy’s lips. Wow, I had sex once and now I’m thinking about stuff like that? she snorted, amused. I would have thought out of the two of us Prism would be the one to plan having an outdoor sex-

A pair of hands embraced her from behind, startling her. “What’chya doing?” Prism asked, clasping his hands on her belly, just below her breasts. He bend down to kiss her neck. Whirlwind tilted her head so he could reach it easier.

“Just wanted to walk around naked a bit,” she purred, pressing her back against him. “I was curious how that feels.”

“And?”

She giggled. “You tell me,” she said; she could feel his manhood on her ass, growing hard again.

“Aren’t you afraid somebody sees you?” he asked instead.

“Hm…” Whirlwind hummed as she did a great show of looking around/ through the window. “Seems like there’s nobody there. And even if there was, if they could see us…” she tilted her head to look at him with one eye. Meeting his gaze, she whispered: “Let them.”

Apparently, it wasn’t just her that was slowly losing all of her shyness as this day went on. Prism not only did not seem abashed at the idea, but an eager growl rose in the back of his throat. He leaned closer to kiss her lips, while at the same time Whirlwind felt him crouch a bit. As his cock slid in between her legs, brushing against her pussy, she understood perfectly what he intended.

She was about to ask him about a condom, but just that second he unclasped his hands; in one of them he was holding a wrapper. Whirlwind smiled as he quickly opened it and began putting the rubber on his penis. Eager to start too, she arched her back, pushing her rear into him and raising her hips while placing her hands on the window.

A gasp escaped her lips as Prism entered her, but this time his cock slid through her opening with ease. She still felt a bit of pain as she felt it split her insides, but it was much less than the first time. Compared to that it was almost non-existent, leaving Whirlwind to just enjoying the great pleasure building up inside of her.

Slapping noise sounded through the living room as Prism found a comfortable position and started thrusting regularly. For the moment Whirlwind was content with just standing, but soon she began to move her hips in rhythm with his. She moaned loudly at the fast pace, but just then Prism slowed down, and brought one hand to her breast, fondling it and playing with her nipple, while his other one went down and started to run over her clit. This caused her body to shiver in pleasure, but neither this nor the earlier fast rhythm was what was bringing her rapidly to an orgasm.

It was the knowledge that they were doing this against the window. That she could see the outside, and know that any moment somebody could be passing by and see them. See Prism fucking her, and her boobs almost bouncing against the surface of the glass.

It quickly proved too much for her. After a short time she screamed as her orgasm hit her, cumming all over Prism’s cock. He leaned closer and nibbled her neck, slowing down. Whirlwind panted, grateful for a chance to catch her breath, but before she could say anything she felt Prism leave her pussy. In next instant she was turned around. Now facing Prism, Whirlwind embraced him around his neck and kissed him. He was more than happy to oblige her. As his tongue explored her mouth, she felt him grab her thighs and lift her up while pushing her against the window. Whirlwind hissed, the cold of the glass making her shiver, but neither she nor Prism paid it much mind. His cock plunged into her and he proceeded to fuck her, both using the window as a leverage.

Whirlwind entwined her legs behind him, feeling his ass he slammed into her, enjoying the rough treatment. She moaned into his mouth as they broke the kiss, and stared into his eyes as he fucked her fast. The hunger in his eyes turned her on. None of them said a word, they just panted as they gave in to carnal pleasure.

Unfortunately for her, Prism couldn’t last too long with such exciting positions, either. Whirlwind felt him shudder and slam against her one last time, hilting inside of her. Prism gasped loudly as he came, then breathed heavily. Whirlwind kissed him as she waited for him to calm down after orgasm, then pushed him away. She landed on her feet a bit shakily, but quickly recovered and pounced on Prism, pinning him down to the floor.

She leaned down to kiss him again, then turned around so that her groin was above his head. Understanding what she wanted from him, Prism grasped her rear and let it down to his mouth, proceeding to lick her pussy clean. Whirlwind moaned softly, satisfied, then looked down on her “prey”.

Whirlwind removed the used condom and threw it away; she would help Prism clean later. Even though she knew how a male’s body worked, she was still a bit disappointed at the sight of his deflated dick. Oh well, guess I have to remedy that, she thought lustly and leaned down.

As she quickly found out, a penis in this state wasn’t as fun to service as when it was hard, but it was still arousing her. First she licked it off Prism’s cum, then took it all into her mouth. Her tongue danced around it as she sucked it, thinking back how it felt earlier. When she was touching a penis for the first time and it was so wonderfully hard.

Prism wasn’t lying idle. As she was playing with his dick, he was tongue-fucking her, while his hands grasped her buttocks tightly, bringing her closer to him. Whirlwind was more than happy to hump his face. Trying her best to focus, she pulled down Prism’s penis’ foreskin and bent down to slide her tongue around its edges.

Her ministrations began yielding results; she felt Prism’s dick grow bigger when she sucked the tip. She pulled back to see if she was right, and indeed she was. Whirlwind was about to return to pleasuring him orally, but then she felt Prism drawn a lick across her clit. She looked back, a bit startled, and noticed that when she backed away earlier she moved her rear far enough that he could reach it. Wondering why she didn’t think of it before, Whirlwind leaned down as far as she could without moving her pussy, which was luckily enough to take Prism’s cock into her mouth. By then it was almost as hard as when he fucked her, and after a mere few seconds of work with her tongue it was back to its glory. Moaning with satisfaction, she bobbed her head up and down, wanting to get him to cum as fast as possible. She could feel her own orgasm approaching, and she wanted them to hit their climaxes together again. And so she worked earnestly on his shaft, feeling it almost reach her throat as she had to gag on it, while Prism on his end sucked her clit. And just as she wanted, so it came to be; the pleasure built up inside of her and she came, spreading her juices over Prism face, while she felt his dick throb in her mouth and release cum right down her throat.

She pulled her head back, far enough only for the rest of his load to fill her mouth. It wasn’t as much as the first time, but considering how much it was back then she was thankful for that. Whirlwind slowly let Prism’s dick slide from her mouth, then kept it closed as she stirred the cum inside with her tongue before swallowing. Having done that, and with her climax over, she slumped down on top of Prism.

Whirlwind could hear him panting, and felt his breath next to her nethers. “Dubz, you’re alive?” he asked in an exhausted voice.

Suppressing a giggle, she answered: “Yeah, you?”

“I think so; then again, given the view and the smell I might be in Heaven.”

This time she did giggle. Whirlwind rolled to the side, falling off Prism and lying next to him on the floor. “Can you keep it going?” she asked, breathing heavily.

“Yeah, just need a breather,” Prism replied, his breath following the same pattern. “You?”

“I think I need a minute too,” Whirlwind said. “But not too long.”

“Oh yeah, definitely not too long,” Prism chuckled.

“Oooooh Prism!” Whirlwind moaned as Prism fucked her hard into his bed.

She laid down on her back, with her legs in the air as her lover pounded into her relentlessly. Whoever said missionary is boring… Whirlwind started but her thoughts trailed off as Prism leaned down and sucked her nipple. Her moans became shrieks of pleasure.

“Fuuuuck!” she spluttered, sensing an approaching orgasm. “I… I… I…” she tried to say, but couldn’t articulate. Finally, as she reached her climax, she moaned: “PRIIIISM!”

But he didn’t stop. He continued to fuck her relentlessly through her orgasm, his own still far away, not pausing even when he switched from one nipple to another. Whirlwind could only moan as the pleasant feeling of fullness in her pussy didn’t go away, no, rather increased the longer his dick stayed there. She was lost to the pleasure, to constant pounding, to the sounds of squelching their genitals made as Prism gave his all to her.

It wasn’t long before his thrusts caused her to near another orgasm. Screaming Prism’s name, her body trashed, but at the same time she felt him hilt inside of her and hold her down. So lost she was in her own pleasure that she hadn’t noticed Prism was about to cum too. She looked him in the eyes lovingly as they both rested after their respectfully climaxes, then after several heartbeast Prism pulled back and rolled to a side.

Whirlwind whined unhappily, missing his weight on top of her, but turned to kiss him as he embraced her. “It’s a bit weird that we tried the missionary just now, isn’t it?” she asked after a few moments of silence.

“Yeah, I thought so too,” Prism replied, chuckling. “Although, if I remember correctly, I wanted to start with missionary, but then you straddled me and we went with cowgirl.”

“Ah, I see,” she mused. One of her hands made its way down to his penis and, after removing the condom, began to jerk it. “Out of curiosity, which position you liked the most?”

Prism’s arm slid down her body and his hand landed between her legs. “Liked the most?” he asked, brushing his fingers across her opening. “How could I chose one? I like them all,” he purred, slipping one finger into her pussy.

She hummed in pleasure. “Yeah, me too. Can’t think of one I liked more than others.” Whirlwind glanced down; Prism’s dick began to grow hard again. “We should be wrapping this up if we want to make it to the party. What do you say we go take shower after we use up the next condom?”

“I’m game,” Prism said with a smirk, but when he tried to raise, she held him down.

With a wink, she leaned over to the package. She blinked when her hands brushed against the wrappers. Huh, only two left, she noted, taking one. Whirlwind quickly opened it and put the condom on Prism’s now hard dick, then rose on a slightly shaky legs and with her back turned to him positioned herself above Prism.

She kneeled down, needing to grab his penis to line it up accurately, then in a slick motion she slid down, taking it all in in one stroke. Whirlwind gasped as his dick hilted inside of her, but she didn’t let herself rest and began moving her hips up and down, slowly for now.

Hearing Prism moan behind her, she couldn’t help but ask: “Oh, you like that don’t you? My tight hot moist tunnel, squeezing your dick for all it’s worth?” she asked, slowly rolling her hips before slamming them down on him.

Prism didn’t reply, unless his gasps were supposed to be an answer. Instead his hands grabbed her and slid up to her breast. Nodding with approval, Whirlwind moaned once his fingers worked their magic and arched her back. Suddenly, his hips shot up, causing her to lose her rhythm and bite her lip as pleasure built up in her wet passage. Glancing behind to see Prism smirking she brought her weight down again, grinding against his crotch, before raising as far as she could without dismounting. His throbbing shaft almost left her pussy, but she then brought them down and resumed to bounce in quick turns, not stopping moving for a second. Her boobs brushed against the hands holding them. When one of his legs rose a bit in its knee, Whirlwind used it to rub her opening against it, bringing herself faster to the climax.

She came with a loud moan and fell back from the exertion, landing in Prism’s arms. His dick slid out almost with a pop!, and when she glanced at it she saw that it continued to stand proud.

Panting, she began to rise, while trying to think of a way to finish him, but it appeared that Prism had an idea ready. He grabbed her and turned her around, making her face him as he held her, then rose from the bed and placed her on the desk right next to it. A bit surprised, Whirlwind looked around and figured out why Prism chose this spot; when standing on the bed, he would be perfectly aligned to fuck her as she laid on the desk.

Even before she realized it, he was pressing his cock against her lips, parting them as he entered her. Prism grabbed her thighs to better align himself and then began to roll his hips, still holding her legs in order to pull her unto his dick.

Pleasure began to build inside of her again as he massaged her innermost depths. “How close are you?” she asked; having to guess by his expression, she would say that not long, while her orgasm would be a bit further away down the line.

He didn’t reply, focusing on his task apparently. When she saw him close his eyes she wondered if he was trying to not think about anything sexy to last longer. If he was, then it was a sweet thing to do, although a bit degrading. However, Whirlwind couldn’t pay those musings much thought as Prism started smacking his hips more violently against her, making her pant and wish he would never stop. For a while it seemed so, time measured only by their moans, squelching noises and creaking of the bed had passed and he wasn’t slowing down. But just as Whirlwind could almost taste her orgasm, Prism tightened his grip of her and hilted inside of her, his covered-by-condom tip kissing her walls as it unleashed his cum inside of her.

She sighed with disappointment as he pulled away, but he almost immediately bend down and sucked on her clit. Her hand went to his head and her fingers brushed through his hair as she screamed in ecstasy as her climax hit, shuddering from the top of her head to the bottom of her toes. Whirlwind breathed heavily as her orgasm subsided, and when she felt strong enough she lifted herself to look at Prism. He smiled at her as he licked off his juices off his face.

I should have known he wouldn’t let me not have an orgasm…

“Well, walking is going to be a bit tough,” he heard her muse as they entered the shower cabin. Prism looked at her questioningly. “I’m sore all over downstairs.”

“I see,” he said, also feeling weak. He turned on the knob for hot water, and it began pouring at them from above. “Yeah, me too. Man, this had to be some kind of record, huh? For the first time I mean,” he explained, raising his voice a touch to be heard over the sound of water

Whirlwind laughed. “Maybe? Who knows. Honestly, I don’t care about it right now.”

Prism nodded with understanding. They had more important things to worry about. Starting with making it in time to the party at Sugarcube Corner. He leaned down to pick up shower gel and poured some onto his palm, then turned to Whirlwind.

She smirked seeing the gel on his hand. “Wow, such an opportunity for a ‘don’t drop the soap joke’ and you hadn’t taken soap but gel. I’m impressed.” Prism rolled his eyes, chuckling. What she said next, however, made him pay full attention to her. “Can you wash me?”

Never reluctant to touching her body, Prism pressed his palm against her breasts, spreading the gel around them and taking more shower gel. Whirlwind hummed with a smile as his fingers carried it across her body. His hands caressed her belly, massaged her boobs, squeezed her ass. Prism slid behind her, his penis starting to throb as he led his fingers down…

“Um, Prism…” Whirlwind moaned as his hand slid across her pussy and his erect dick brushed against her behind. “Didn’t you have enough?”

“Of you? Never,” he whispered into her year, pushing her gently forward.

Whirlwinds sighed, but when she turned her head to look at him he saw a glint in her eye that told him she wanted it too. Still, she told him; “If we’re late it’s on you.”

“How can you be late to your own party?” he asked, amused, leaning from the shower cabin to where he had left the last wrapper with a condom (just in case; after all, they had been about to enter a tight space with hot water pouring down on them as they touched themselves all over their bodies).

“Well apparently you have to be dating a guy named Prism,” she shot back with a grin as she placed her hands on the shower cabin’s walls.

He couldn’t help but chuckle at that as he put on the last condom. “I see your point,” he told her, embracing her from behind.

“You better not say ‘let me show you mine’,” she said in a giggle that quickly turned into a gasp as his shaft slid right into her slippery pussy. Prism moaned too and grabbed onto her ass for deal life. Whirlwind rolled her hips slowly in the most pleasant of ways. She turned her head around over her shoulder. “Oooouhh, your dick feels so gooood!” she moaned with lust.

Prism bent down to kiss her as he continued to pound into her. Her slippery walls, soft and slick like velvet seemed to ripple as if purposely trying to hold him down, clenching around his penis. Whirlwind arched her back as she began thrusting back, pushing against him and thrashing wildly as they fucked senselessly. Pressure began to build up inside of him, and guessing by her moans, Whirlwind wasn’t far behind.

And she wasn’t. Uttering a loud shriek, Whirlwind lets go of the wall and grabs onto his hands while he hilted inside of her, unloading his cum into the condom as she shivers from his orgasm. Both of them spent and panting heavily, Prism pulled out of her, letting water pouring on them drool down their bodies as they calmed down.

“That was the last condom, wasn’t it?” Whirlwind asked, her breaths short.

“Yeah,” Prism replied, taking it off and throwing it away.

“Well, now we should be able to focus on getting cleaned,” she summed up, though she sound a bit unhappy that they couldn’t continue. Turning around on shaky legs, she leaned to pick up the tube with shower gel. “Also, when we do leave the party, we’ll have to stop by the pharmacy.

It felt a bit weird for Prism to wear clothes after so many hours of, well, not wearing them. Still, after they got cleaned up and dressed, he thought about it and realized that he was glad that they were going to that party. As fun as it was, they needed a break. Prism was fairly certain that at this point his balls were empty.

“Are you coming?” he asked in a raised voice, then snorted with laughter.

Whirlwind echoed him from the bathroom. “Well, not right now,” she replied as she left the bathroom, her fingers brushing through her hair. “Okay, now seriously, do I look like I had just finished a sex marathon?” she asked, straightening her shirt.

“I don’t think so. But anyway we don’t have much time left,” Prism pointed out.

Sighing in agreement, Whirlwind began walking towards the door. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

“So… what do we tell the others?” Prism asked a question that was bugging him for the last five minutes. “Do we tell them that we’re together?”

“Honestly, I don’t know,” she said, shrugging. “Let them figure it out if they want, I don’t have the energy to deal with them making a deal out of it.”

“Yeah, sorry about that,” Prism said, smiling sheepishly.

“Oh relax, it’s not like it would be your fault,” Whirlwind replied. “And those are my friends too. And besides, them making a deal out of it is a sign of them caring and all that, right?”

“Well, yeah, but I meant that ‘don’t have the energy’ part when I apologized,” he said, sticking his tongue at her.

She snorted with laughter. “You’re horrible,” she said, punching him lightly.

“Maybe,” he retorted, grabbing her and pressing her against his body. With one hand he raised her chin to look her in the eyes. “But you love me,” he said, leaning down and kissing her,

She moaned into his mouth softly. “Mhm…” she purred as they broke the kiss. “I love you and you love me. Now let's get going,” she added in a more brisk tone.

Nodding in an agreement, Prism followed her as she left his apartment, then quickly closed the door behind them and walked along his girlfriend, wondering if this day could possibly, in even the tiniest way, get any better.

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Little did he know...

Good Friends are also Good Lovers

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Author's Notes:

Wrote this entire story for... somebody I cared, a lot. Still do, probably. The fact that I am hurting so badly whenever I think about her means I do, right? But she broke all contact with me. Without any explanation. Don't even know if what we had was real.

Today is my birthday. Happy quarter of century, you pathetic failure. Happy, happy...

Will post the third chapter I wrote for her on her birthday. The fourth... I never finished it. Doubt I will, now. Just looking at this makes me remember... everything. All our back and forth comments regarding stuff I added... all out talks... how happy I was, how much fun we had... Will post what I wrote, though. Probably on the third anniversary when we first began talking... began whatever this was. Alternatively I could wait few more weeks and post it on anniversary of when I last heard from her... dunno...

Hope at least some of you enjoy this chapter. And the next ones.

“Congratulations!”

Prism saw Whirlwind smile, and saw her jokingly cover her ears. “Ough, are you trying to deafen me?” she asked playfully.

Sugarcube Corner was filled with people. Between their friends, Whirlwind’s parents, some family friends and several Wonderbolts, it was a wonder to Prism that they could move around without bumping into one another.

As people raced to Whirlwind, all wanting to congratulate her on her full recovery and see her arm for themselves, Prism, after giving her a subtle wink - and her shooting him a mockingly terrified ‘don’t leave me alone with them’ look - slipped away.

They’ve been jumped on the moment they entered Sugarcube Corner, not giving them a moment to even drink anything. And seeing how they had spent a whole quarter (well, almost) of the day making sweet - and in a lot of instances also hardcore - love, they both could use something to drink. That water he had in his fridge had run off a about an hour ago. Had they hadn’t since then washed their mouths (because of… certain stuff they did that he didn’t want to think about in such close proximity to both her and his parents) they would be dry.

And when I said we should stop at a store to get something to drink you said “No, we’re already late”, Prism thought mischievously, looking back at Whirlwind. She was currently hugging her parents. Prism smiled at the sight… but then remembered all the things he had done to their daughter and turned away, not sure how he would react if their eyes would meet by accident. Better safe than sorry, he thought, heading towards a table where a punch bowl was.

“Well, you certainly seem… thirsty,” said a very familiar voice as he poured himself a drink. Sighing, Prism let go of the ladle and turned around. “Didn’t know that ‘hanging out’ could make one so dehydrated,” Amber added, smirking.

“Hey Amber,” Prism greeted her, trying to sound nonchalant. “Hope you got some rest.”

“Aww, worried about me?” she asked, mockingly fluttering her eyebrows at him as she passed him to the bowl. “Well, of course I rested up; I hadn’t forgotten about that talk we had in the morning.”

Prism frowned. What ta- he started to wonder, but then he remembered. Feeling heat on his cheeks, he took a sip from his drink (wishing it was something way stronger right now) and turned to her. “Amber,” he began, keeping his voice down and trying to remain calm, “it’s… not that I wouldn’t want a threesome with the two of you, but let’s be serious for a moment here.”

“Who said I wasn’t being serious,” Amber muttered, rolling her eyes.

Yeah, I know you are actually being serious, that’s kind of a problem, he thought but didn’t say that out loud.

“As I told you earlier, we can’t have a threesome. It would make things too complicated between me and Dubz, me and you and you and Dubz,” he pointed out.

“What is it with people and not wanting to show each other affection?” Amber wondered out loud.

“Because showing affection is stuff like hugging and kissing on the cheek,” Prism said, blushing. “What you are talking about is…”

“Fun?” Amber hinted. “Prove of affection rather than just showing it?”

He frowned in confusion at the latter. “A threesome?”

“What, do you think a threesome is something total strangers do? Well,” she rolled her eyes, “there are those crazy people doing that dogging thing, but other than that threesomes are shared by friends. And occasionally a couple with a very good friend,” she added, winking.

To hide his discomposure, he took another sip of the drink. “Dubz and I aren’t a couple,” he said, hiding his face behind the glass.

“So if I had passed by your place a few hours ago I wouldn’t see you pounding her against the window?”

Prism spit out his drink, narrowly missing Amber. Several of their friends who were at the back of the crowd surrounding Whirlwind, glanced back, but then when they saw whom he was talking with they understood and looked away.

Not caring about funny it might have seemed to them, Prism made sure nobody was listening in and turned back to Amber. “Heh, good one,” he said, knowing (now that he thought about it for a moment) that she must be joking.

She was at Canterlot, I walked her to the train myself, he told himself. She wanted to rest before the party, she surely couldn’t have come to Ponyville…

While he tried to regain his composure, Amber had reached to her pocket and picked up her phone. She took off the blockade, pressed it a few times and turned it to him. “Yeah, good one indeed,” Amber said while his brain suffered a failure.

The picture was taken from outside his apartment, and it was clear that he was indeed “pounding Whirlwind against the window”. Prism jaw dropped, his brain trying to reboot but failing. Finally, the fear of somebody else seeing that brought him to his senses. “Are you crazy? Turn that off,” he hissed in a whisper. As Amber hid her phone back to her pocket, he asked: “Why did you take a picture?! And why were you there?”

“I took a picture in case you two would try to deny you’re in a relationship,” she replied in a calm tone, as if she hadn’t just showed him the photo of him having sex with his girlfriend. “As for why I was there… it’s a long story involving one of the hospital’s patients calling me to ask check on him,” she explained, rolling her eyes. “I had to come back to Ponyville, and I found I would drop by see how are you two doing.” With a sparkle in her eyes, she added: “Though instead I got to see you doing it.”

“Do you always come around people’s houses when you come to visit them?” Prism asked, red on his face, pouting.

“Only when I hear pounding from the other side of the house,” she replied without missing a beat. “So, window where anybody can see you it’s okay for you, but threesome with a caring friend not?” Amber asked, pouting.

I can’t believe I am having this kind of conversation right now… Prism thought, rubbing his temples. “Look, it’s like… comparing apples to three oranges.”

“Yeah, I don’t get that. But seriously, you’re a guy, aren’t you like programmed to want threesomes?” she asked, tilting her head.

“Why are you so fixed upon it?” he asked instead. “On having a threesome with me and Dubz?”

To his surprise, she giggled. “Well, it’s a bit complicated. Mostly? I want to have sex with her; you are more like an extra,” she said, flicking his nose. “Whirlwind has been staying with me this past month, and I got attached to her. Sadly, she’s not exactly into girls, at least not as much as me. So, I figured, threesome is the way to go,” she said, smiling. “Of course, that’s not the only reason. I also am happy that you two are back together and want to, hm, help you celebrate,” Amber said in a sultry tone, winking. “What’s more, I really like you too, even if not as much as Whirlwind, and you are quite a hunk. And having a threesome was a long fantasy of mine. Plus in a rare case Hot Head learns of that it will drove him crazy; that will teach him to comment on me walking around my own house with no pants,” she muttered to herself, smirking evilly.

Prism was staring at her with an open mouth. “Um, okay, that’s quite a lot to take in in one sitting.”

“Yeah, I get that; look,” Amber said, sounding more serious, “I don’t want to force you two into something you don’t want to, but I think you might enjoy it.”

As much as it embarrassed him, Prism had to agree that a prospect of having sex with two girls was quite alluring to him. He thought back to this morning when Amber had kissed Whirlwind. He felt a cold knot in his stomach at the thought that they were together, but at the same time… It was hot, he admitted.

“Well,” he started slowly, thinking every word through. “I would by lying if I said that I think I wouldn’t enjoy it. Nervousness aside,” he added, smiling sheepishly. As Amber beamed up and began to smirk, he raised a hand. “But! This decision isn’t up to me. You talk to Dubz - when she’s alone;” Prism added, not sure if Amber wouldn’t just plainly go right now talk to her, “I don’t want you to ask her in front of everybody if she would want a threesome…”

“Yeah, I can see why,” Amber mused, looking at Whirlwind; she was now talking with her Wonderbolt teammates, “those two studs over there could be interested in the concept.”

Prism’s head turned sharply. Out of the five of her teammates that made it two were indeed men, both good looking as far he could tell… and thought he couldn’t be certain from where stood, it looked as if they were checking Whirlwind out.

Hair stood at the back of his neck. Okay, I really need to get into the Wonderbolts now, he thought, dismayed.

“Boy are you insecure,” Amber’s comment brought him back to present moment. “Might wanna reconsider the whole ‘not telling people we’re together’ idea. Thought to be fair that wouldn’t stop them from checking her out,” she added, rolling her eyes. “She’s really hot. Also, what is that guys want a threesome with two girls but not two guys?”

Prism frowned. “Okay, that is totally different,” he said, pointing a finger at her.

She raised her hands in defeat. “Fine, not want to argue about this at that point. Although you might consider it at some point,” she added, sticking her tongue at him.

Sighing, he rubbed his eyes and tried to get back on track. “As I was saying… you talk with Dubz when she’s alone and nobody is listening, ask her if she wants a threesome. If she says yes, then okay. If she says no, we didn’t have this discussion. At least the part when I said I would be okay with it,” he specified.

Amber smiled triumphantly. “Okay, deal. You better not drink anything stronger than ponch,” she added, winking.

“Wait, you want to do it today?” Prism asked, surprised… and a bit scared.

“Well duh,” she exclaimed enthusiastically. “Life is short. Now, if you excuse me,” Amber said, putting her glass on the table and walking away, “I’m off to do you a favor,” she said, winking again.

Prism couldn’t suppress a sight as he watched her go. “No, hang on,” he called after her. When Amber turned around, surprised, he finished his drink and left the glass the table next to hers. “I better take care of this myself,” he explained as he started to walk towards Whirlwind.

“Aw, lookit you, off to defend your love,” Amber exclaimed, smiling, in a tone that he couldn’t tell if it was mocking or earnest. “Well, off you go. Want me to slap you on the ass for good luck?” When he stopped and turned to her with a raised eyebrow, she raised her hands. “I would let you get back at me. You know, in bed. Though then again, I think I would like to see you slap Whirlwind’s ass more… seems sexier for some reason…” she mused, losing herself in her thoughts.

Rolling his eyes, Prism turned around, but before he could take another step, he felt a slap on his backside. Glancing back, he saw Amber, sticking her tongue at him and retreating. Trying to ignore confused looks and some chuckles around him, Prism put that out of his thoughts and headed towards Whirlwind.

He then stopped as an intriguing idea occurred to him.

“Amber?” he asked, looking behind him. “Mind if I borrow your phone?”

“So when are you coming back?” Stunning Wing, one of her teammates, asked her.

“Soon, in a couple of days at most,” Whirlwind assured him and the others. “I will send the Captain the note from my nurse saying I am all good tomorrow or day after. Kinda want to enjoy some more free time,” she admitted sheepishly.

“Yeah, I hear you,” Morning Star, another Wonderbolt that graduated along with her, said, stretching her back a bit. “You have no idea how hard they’ve been riding our asses this past week.”

Stunning Wing and Blue Streak both smirked at her phrasing, but Whirlwind and the other female Wonderbolts paid them no mind, used to their sense of humor. “Way are they so tough on you?” she asked instead.

“Got an important show in Las Pegasus, two weeks from now” Fireblast replied. Beaming up, she asked: “Hey, do you think you’ll make it in time to perform with us?”

That was an interesting question. “Hm, I don’t know,” she mused. “I mean, I will be back to active duty before that, but I’m not sure if Spitfire would let me perform at this show. I am a bit out of practice after all.”

“Meh, you will get back into shape in no time,” Morning Star objected. “You are the best of us.”

Whirlwind smiled gratefully, but before she could reply Stunning Wing spoke: “Although, if you feel like you need some additional practice, I’d be happy to help. After, let’s say, a few hours of private practice, you will be as fast as me.”

“I would be happy to help too,” Blue Streak said, winking.

“Don’t you mean ‘as slow as me’?” Whirlwind asked, smirking. “Thanks for the very subtle offer guys, but I’m not interested.” When Blue Streak opened his mouth to say something, she cut him off by adding. “Like, at all. Period.”

The other girls giggled seeing their bemused expressions. The two rolled their eyes, and would probably resume their poor attempt in flirting with her, but just then another person joined them.

“She already has a private trainer,” Prism suddenly said, stepping in beside her.

Whirlwind glanced at him, surprised at both his sudden appearance and his declaration. She noticed that he was looking at Stunning Wing and Blue Streak like something disgusting that had crawled into his plate. Both irritated and touched at his reaction (as well as a bit amused) Whirlwind decided to let him take charge of the situation.

Stunning Wing and Blue Streak, confused, shared a look before the former asked, “Private trainer? You mean like-”

“- like we spend the last five hours doing stuff you probably dream off,” Prism answered his unfinished question casually. “Why do you think she came late with me?” he added, his hand suddenly squeezing her ass.

Whirlwind blinked in surprise and shuddered, barely stopping from uttering a moan, hearing him announce it so blatantly (not to mention about grabbing her ass with so many people around them), though her reaction paled in surprise to others. Fireblast and other girls were looking Prism up and down in mild surprise, while the guys seemed suddenly both abashed and embarrassed.

“So, um…” Blue Streak began slowly and uncomfortably. “... you’re saying...”

Not letting him to finish his question either, with his free hand Prism picked up a phone from his pocket and showed it to them. “I think this should make it clear enough for you.”

The jaws of all five Wonderbolts fell down to the floor at whatever he was showing them. Curious, Whirlwind leaned forward to see what it was. Her eyes went wide as she saw a picture of herself being pounded against the window. When did he take it?! she wondered, not sure how exactly it would be possible for Prism to take it. But just then she realized something else. No wait, hang on; is that Amber’s phone?!

Utterly confused (and a bit embarrassed at what Prism had just did) she turned to the others just in time to see one of the girls ask a question; “So, you two are a couple?”

Prism, who had just hid the phone back to his pocket, opened his mouth; however, before they could reply in any way, somebody suddenly jumped in between the Wonderbolts and joined their little circle.

“Did I hear right?!” Cotton Candy exclaimed, staring at them with wide eyes and even wider smile. “You’re really back together?! Since when?!”

Well, so much for keeping this to ourselves I guess, Whirlwind thought, and although she felt her cheeks blush she also felt… quite happy.

“Um, yes, since about… six hours I think?” she said sheepishly.

Candy beamed up even more. “Aw, that’s great!” she said, rushing towards them and hugging both her and Prism tightly. Above her shoulder Whirlwind noticed that Candy’s shouts draw quite a lot of attention, and guessing by smiles she saw, most of them realized why she got so excited. Including her parents. Just the moment she had noticed that, Candy joked: “Gee, no wonder now that you were late.”

A frown appeared on Thunderlane’s, her father, face. Of course they had to hear this part too… Whirlwind thought, resigned, and hoped that they would think it was just a joke. Even if it’s totally true. Oh well, at least they didn’t see Prism showing that picture, she added, shivering at the thought of how could that end.

When Candy released them, more of their friends came in to congratulate them. Though really happy that they were happy for them, Whirlwind felt a bit irritated at having to endure this right after she had just been congratulated about making the full recovery. She hoped it didn’t show on her face.

“You know,” she told jokingly Prism when they got a moment of peace, “if I didn’t know better, I would say that you just said it so I wouldn’t be able to drink anything a bit longer.”

He smirked, but shook his head. “Nah, just those two guys annoyed me a bit. I know you could take care of them yourself,” he quickly added before she could say anything, “but I thought I would just spare you any future trouble from those two.”

“Aw, you’re sweet,” Whirlwind said, a bit teasingly. She smiled and added: “Thanks.”

“No problem.”

“Although I am not sure if I liked that part about showing them that picture,” Whirlwind added, frowning a little. “Also, why was this picture on Amber’s phone and why you had it?”

Prism sighed. “Well-”

“Hi!” Amber interrupted him, suddenly grabbing Whirlwind from behind. She startled as she felt her arms around her belly and her boobs pressing against her back, but she quickly recovered.

“Hi again Amber,” she greeted her. “Can you explain why the picture of us having sex is on your phone?”

She tried to not think about how embarrassed she should be. She was, of course, but since this was Amber she felt a bit more at ease talking about those kind of things with her.

“Right to the chase?” Amber asked, placing her head on her shoulder. “No ‘this is a wonderful party Amber, thank you’?” Whirlwind rolled her eyes, knowing she was teasing her. Amber must have noticed because she giggled. “Had to check up on patient, passed by, heard noises from the back. Explained enough?”

“Not why you felt necessary to take a picture,” Whirlwind replied.

“I thought that was self explanatory. Also, I’m probably gonna take some more pictures if you agree for the three of us to have a threesome.”

“Oh, I- wait, what?!” Whirlwind asked, stunned. Her question came out louder than she intended, but luckily nobody paid them much attention at the moment. Keeping her voice down, she turned her head as best as she could to look at Amber. “Please tell me you’re joking.”

“Why would I be joking?” Amber asked, raising an eyebrow. “You know back when yesterday we were talking about repaying me this is what I meant, right?”

“I figured,” she murmured, wishing she would have questioned her back then. “Amber… can you let go of me so we can talk face to face?”

The feeling of her breasts pressed to her back was a bit… distracting.

“Nope,” Amber replied, and guessing by her amused tone she knew exactly why Whirlwind had wanted her to release her. “So, wanna do it?”

“Amber, you can’t just ask me that out of the blue,” she said uncomfortably. Glancing at Prism, she added, “It’s something we should discuss… wait, you knew she was going to ask me that?”

“Yeah, she asked me this before I came to shut those two up,” he explained, shifting uncomfortably. “I told her she has to talk with you.”

She frowned. “Wait, so you’d actually want to do that?”

Amber giggled into her ear. “Oh, go easy on him girl, he is a guy after all. And besides, it took some convincing on my part before he got to “if she agrees part’. Speaking off, I couldn’t help but notice that you hadn’t said ‘no’.”

Whirlwind blinked in surprise. She’s right, I didn’t. Do I… want to have a threesome? she wondered. I mean, I love Prism, and I want to be with just him, but… well, I do know that sex doesn’t have to be something that you share with somebody you love, but still, it would be weird. Wouldn’t it? Although I did get used to Amber kissing me and walking around naked… not to mention that we both slept naked in the same bed a few times…

“Why do you want to have threesome with us anyway?” she asked to gain time.

She heard Amber sigh into her ear. “As I told Prism, because you are super sexy and I like you very much. Prism too, although A bit less, and he’s sexy too. And I am super happy for you two being together, so I want to make this day even more memorable for you,” she said with a wink. “Plus I always wanted to have a threesome, and you two are about the only people I could think I would want to do it and that would want to do it with me.”

Whirlwind had to admit that those sounded like good reasons. Amber was right that it would make this day even more memorable for them, that was certain. She glanced at Prism; he had agreed, but after Amber had convinced him, meaning that he too had some objections, but in the end agreed, assuming she would too.

If he wants to do it, then he must think it is a good idea… and certainly a part of him would like to have sex with two girls at the same time. So, shouldn’t I trust his judgement? And Amber is a good friend too, I should trust both of them… though do I want to have a threesome too? she wondered, trying to picture this scene: all three of them in bed, she making out with Amber while Prism buried his tongue in her pussy… and the imagined him on top of Amber, thrusting into her, and to her surprise, she didn’t feel angry or jealous, but rather… turned on.

“Sweet Celestia, is that what living with you for a month does to a girl?” she said, turning to Amber.

Her face beamed up. “So you agree?”

“Yeah… but not a word about this to anybody,” she added, frowning.

Amber rolled her eyes. “Prude.”

“At least not to anybody right here, right now,” Whirlwind added. “I don’t want my parents to hear of that.”

“Fine, I won’t say a word,” Amber agreed, waving her hand dismissively. She then let go of Whirlwind. “Now, you two go on hang out with everybody… and rest up,” Amber added, placing her hand on Whirlwind’s ass and squeezing it unexpectedly, startling her a bit.

Having said that, Amber left the two of them and went to mingle with the party quests. Beside her, Prism sighed. “Our future lover,” he summed up, then began to walk towards a punch bowl. Whirlwind followed him. “So, um…” Prism began, turning to her, “are you really okay with this?”

“Yes, I wouldn’t have agreed if I wasn’t,” she quickly assured him. “I mean, I am a bit nervous, but I’m also curious. And hey, we are of age where people experiment, right?” she added with a smirk.

Prism chuckled. “I suppose. Although…” he trailed off, blushing. “I… sorta worry a bit…”

“Worry?”

“Well, it’s silly, but I worry a bit that maybe you’ll like Amber more than me,” Prism admitted.

If they weren’t in a party, with a bunch of people within earshot, Whirlwind would have laughed. “Prism, I like Amber a lot, but I love you,” she told him, elbowing him gently. “You have nothing to worry about.”

If anybody has something to worry about, it would be me, she added in her thoughts, thinking back to how she could feel Amber’s breasts on her back earlier.

“So, just relax, and enjoy the thoughts of what we’ll be doing tonight,” Whirlwind told him, smiling.

“Thanks, it really makes this easier for me,” Prism replied, smiling too. He poured her a drink and gave it to her. Whirlwind drink it greedily, thankful for a chance to finally quench her thirst, as he continued. “So, we’re gonna need to some shopping later, huh?”

“Yeah, we’ve got to visit a pharmacy on our way back,” Whirlwind agreed. Knowing Amber, we’re gonna need a lot more than just one package, she thought. “And we’ve gotta buy something to drink too,” she added, winking. “Now, if you excuse me, I need to go apologize to my teammates,” Whirlwind said. She reached to Prism and grabbed his ass briefly. “You did make a scene there,” she explained before walking away.

It didn’t take her too long to find Fireblast, Morning Star and High Winds. “Hey,” she greeted them as she joined them. “Where did the guys go?”

“Probably to the hospital, seeing how your boyfriend burned them,” Morning Star said with a smirk, then her eyes shifted to Whirlwind healed arm. “Um, I mean a…”

Giggling, Whirlwind waved her hand dismissively, showing her that it was okay. “Speaking off, I wanted to apologize for Prism making a scene.”

“Meh, it’s alright, it was nice to see somebody shut up those two,” High Winds says, grinning. “And it was an interesting photo to see.”

Whirlwind sighed, but it wasn’t over. “Did take you for one taking pictures. Or for liking such rough sex,” Fireblast said with a wink.

“Okay, you know what-” Whirlwind started to say, but the others cut her off.

“Oh c’mon Whirlwind, give us some juicy bits,” High Winds said. “Like, how big he is?”

“How many times did you do it?”

“How many times did he get you off?”

“What other positions did you try?”

“Oh yeah, we definitely want to know that,” Fireblast giggled. “I want to know if all of them were as kinky as doing that against a window.”

She sighed again as she was finally allowed to speak again. “There’s no way for me to escape this, isn’t it?”

“Nope,” Morning Star replied, then clapped her shoulder. “C’mon Wind, we’re teammates, you can share everything with us in total confidence.”

Whirlwind hoped they didn’t notice her shivering when Morning Star had said “share everything”. Note to self, don’t bring up that you’re having a threesome later, Whirlwind thought. They would probably want to join on maybe just have fivesome with me and Prism… her thoughts trailed off as she tried to imagine that scene. All of them together…

She shook her head before she could start fantasizing for good there. This isn’t a time or place for those kind of thoughts, Whirlwind told herself, although she couldn’t help but wonder if someday…

“Wind? Still with us?” Morning Star asked.

“Yes, of course,” Whirlwind replied, recovering again. She cleared her throat and asked, “So, um, what do you want to know?”

“Everything,” all of them replied at once. When she rolled her eyes, High Wind giggled and added, “You can start by saying how big he is.”

“Well, I didn’t have a measuring tape with me,” Whirlwind replied, then frowned thoughtfully. “But I guess about… this big,” she said, placing her hands before her, Prism’s length apart from each other. At least as well as she remembered it; after how many times she had played with it and taken him into her mouth and pussy she was fairly certain she was right.

The eyes of all three girls sparkled. “Nice,” they all said, smiling wildly. “So, how did the two of you start?” Fireblast asked. “Did you suck him off?”

“Yes; well, not at first. Um, I mean…” she stammered briefly. I guess it would be best to just tell them everything that happened. “Well, we started making out. I pushed him against the couch.”

“Knew you’d be the dominant one,” High Wind smirked.

Whirlwind smirked but gesture for her and others to stay quiet. “We slowly began undressing. When he took off my bra he started to caress my breasts and rub my nipples. I then took off his pants and boxes, and at first started to, well, give him a hand job I suppose, although I almost immediately started licking and kissing it. Then of course I took him into my mouth.”

“I bet he came not long after, huh,” Fireblast asked.

She blushed, remembering that it was indeed shortly afterwards. “Well-”

“Don’t worry, all guys are like that,” Morning Star said, giving Fireblast disappointed look. “Continue.”

“Did you choke on his cum or did he warn you in time?” Fireblast asked before she could resume.

Whirlwind frowned in annoyance, mostly because she was interrupted again, but when she was about to answer a voice from behind asked, “Well?”

She turned sharply. “Annie?!” Whirlwind exclaimed, surprised, as she saw her blind friend standing behind her. “Um, how long were you listening?”

“Long enough,” she replied, smirking. “Mind if I join you?” she asked, walking around her to stand next to the other girls.

Well, her biological mom was the one who had healed my arm, so I guess I… sorta owe her? Does that even makes sense? she paused to wonder, then stopped and just decided to agree.

“Sure, why not,” she said; as Annie was really close with Amber, she might hear some more stuff about them anyway. Whirlwind quickly introduced her to the other three before resuming. “After he came, I swallowed what got in my mouth and licked off what landed on my face. Prism then lifted me into the air and carried me to his bedroom, placed me on his bed. We began making out again, with Prism soon sliding down to my boobs and licking my nipples-”

“Nice,” Annie cut it, then, as if sensing the annoyed look Whirlwind gave her, she added, “Go on.”

“Then he took off my pants and slowly my panties, beginning to eat me out. He licked my lips and tongue fucked me, and when after some time he brushed against my clit with his nose I came. Prism continued to lick me, his tongue moving to my clit and brush my pussy with his finger. Then he stopped to take condoms. I put it on him, tugging gently on his penis, before straddling him and after slowly sliding him inside of me and resting a bit I began to ride him.”

“Resting?” Fireblast asked, then her brows lifted. “Oh, first time?”

“Yep,” she replied, blushing a bit.

Morning Star whistled. “First time and you ended up being fucked against a window?”

“She was?” Annie asked, turning her blind eyes to Morning Star.

“Yep, they even showed us a picture,” High Wind replied.

“Aw, that’s not fair,” Annie said, pouting, before turning back to Whirlwind and grinning. “So, go on, how did you get to the window?”

“I was getting to that,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Where was I… Oh right, I began riding Prism, and when I got used to having a dick inside I started to bounce up and down really fast. We both came together,” she said and, ignoring the ‘awww’ the other girls uttered jokingly, continued, “and after resting a bit I went to the kitchen to drink some water. Once I had drunk, I came by the window, just feeling turned on by being naked in front of one, and then Prism came up to me from behind. He kissed my neck a bit and caressed my body before gently pushing me against the window and entering me again, fucking me in a rather rough pace.”

“Damn,” Annie mused, “when we finish this I need to get T to fuck me, I’m so wet right now…” Whirlwind and the others looked at her. Again, as if sensing that, Annie glanced at the other Wonderbolts, “What? Don’t tell me you won’t be needing to change panties.”

“Well…maybe,” Fireblast admitted, winking. She cleared her throat and looked at Whirlwind expectantly. “So, he fucked you against the window, what next?”

“He thrust against me for a while until I finally came, then he turned me around and lifted me up, pressing my back against the window. Unfortunately, he didn’t last long, so I pounced on him and pinned him to the floor and turned around.”

“Sixty-nine?” High Wind asked, grinning.

“Yep,” Whirlwind nodded. “He tongue fucked me and sucked my clit while I made his dick hard again and took it into my mouth again. Prism shot his cum right down my throat, leaving only a bit in my mouth, as I came and spread juiced all over his face.”

“Damn,” Morning Star said, crossing her legs a bit. “I’m starting to regret that we didn’t leave this talk for shower after practice or something.”

Whirlwind couldn’t blame her; she too felt her pussy growing wet. Of course, though, she had a threesome to look forward to, and she was almost literally fresh from hours of fucking, she could cope.

Hastily, she continued retailed their carnal exploits. “Then we trained missionary,” Whirlwind said several minutes later. “Prism fucked me so hard that I came twice before him. Afterwards we rested a bit and played a bit with our genitals with our hands. When he got hard again, I put another condom and rode him again, this time with my back to him. I came first again, rubbing myself against his thigh as we fucked, then Prism grabbed me, turned around and rose holding me, laid me on the desk and resumed pumping into me. After he came, he kneeled down and sucked my clit until I also had an orgasm.”

Her friends were looking at her with wonder. “So, was that over?” High Wind asked.

“Well, no, we went to shower next, and although I didn’t plan on having sex there as we were already about to be late at that pace, but it was kinda hard-”

“I bet it was,” Annie murmured.

“- to not get excited in such tight space,” Whirlwind continued, frowning a bit at the weird for Annie tone. “So I turned my back to him, pressed my hands against the walls, and Prism fucked me from behind. We both came together again, and, well, it was the last condom we had, so even if we got horny again we kinda couldn’t have more sex. So we just washed and got here finally.

“Wow,” all four of them said after a few seconds. “That was the best first time I ever heard off,” Fireblast added, her eyes wide.

“Yeah, you’re really lucky,” High Wind added.

“No arguments here,” Annie said, then smirked. “Now, if you don’t mind, me and T are gonna occupy the bakery’s bathroom for about ten to twenty minutes, see you later,” she said and, not waiting for the others to reply, she took off, calling T’s name.

“Aww, I wanted to go use the bathroom,” Morning Star pouted; Whirlwind had noticed that she had been rubbing herself against table top from time to time for the last few minutes. “Think they would let me watch?”

“Dunno. Anyway, Whirlwind,” High Wind said, turning to her, “I think I’ll speak for all of us when I say we are a bit jealous of you; you better keep a close eye on your boyfriend, you hear?” she added, winking jokingly.

“Thanks for advice, I will,” Whirlwind said, giggling. “Though it will be a bit tough to keep an eye on him when he will be in Wonderbolts Academy-”

“Wait, what?” Fireblast exclaimed. “He’s going to join Wonderbolts?”

“Well, probably; I mean, he is a great flier, as good as me. He’s Rainbow Dash and Soarin’s son after all.”

Her three teammates shared looks. “Well, we knew about his parents of course,” Morning Star said, “but we didn’t expect to hear about him joining… like this. So, um…” she cleared her throat, “you know how some magazines publish some fan theories about what Wonderbolts do in showers after shows?”

Of course, Whirlwind knew, and because of that she burst with laughter. “Yeah, I know, though I think I’d have to discuss this with him.”

“You will?” Fireblast asked, raising an eyebrow.

She hesitated. “I don’t know, we just got back together, I-”

“No no, it’s alright, we totally understand,” High Wind said, raising her hands. “Thanks for just considering though.”

“Well, what are teammates for, right?” Whirlwind replied, smiling sheepishly.

Just a few hours ago I had sex for the first time, now I am going to have a threesome and considering fivesomes, she thought, shaking her hand inwardly with wonder. Whirlwind found herself wishing that the party would end so she could return to Prism’s place with him and Amber; both because she didn’t want to think too much about what she had just agreed to consider, and because recounting what they did made her horny.

Amber felt like skipping as she entered Prism’s apartment. Ever since Whirlwind gave the green light to the threesome idea, she couldn’t wait to finally start. The party, as cool as it was, paled in comparison to what now, after several hours of waiting, was about to happen.

“Nice place,” she said, looking around. “So, where else did you two do it? Besides by the window I mean.”

Whirlwind and Prism, who had entered after her, both looked at each other. “I.. guess we did it pretty much everywhere?” Whirlwind said, smiling sheepishly.

“Well, besides kitchen,” Prism added.

“Nice,” Amber said, smirking. “Got everything we need?” she asked, eyeing the bag Prism put on the kitchen table.

“Yeah, got plenty of condoms and plenty of water,” he assured her. “So, um…” he began, sounding a bit nervous, “how are we gonna… begin? I mean, should we-”

“Enough,” she told him, taking a step closer to both of them. “Get your asses into your bedroom, both of you,” she added commandingly, then slapped Whirlwind’s ass. “Today will be nice.”

Although at first they looked at her a little surprised, the slap motivated at least Whirlwind to obey. She took the bag with condoms with her and hurried towards a room down the hall. Amber smiled and turned to Prism, who still stood still. She raised an eyebrow. “You want me to spank you too?” she asked, pleased at the concept.

Prism raised his hands in defensive gesture. “Nope, I’m good,” he assured her, after which he passed her and followed after Whirlwind.

Smirking, Amber went after him, placing her hand on his ass. “Mmm, how firm,” she commented approvingly, loudly enough so that Whirlwind could hear her as they entered the bedroom.

“Thanks,” Prism replied, smiling uncomfortably as she gave his ass a little squeeze.

Amber glanced at Whirlwind; she seemed okay with her groping her boyfriend, which was a relief. She knew most people were weirdly obsessed about matters like those, and if Whirlwind would have been insecure like that it was make threesome a bit problematic.

Of course, while Amber hoped Whirlwind wouldn’t be jealous of stuff like that, this wouldn’t be as fun without causing some jealousy.

Pushing him gently against the wall, Amber pressed her body against his and kissed him on the lips. She felt Prism shudder in surprise, and for a moment remained limp in her embrace. Even his tongue didn’t move as she explored his mouth. However, he soon began to respond. His tongue came to life and wrestled with hers, while one of his hands found it’s way to her back, and the other…

Amber frowned, not feeling his other hand. She broke the kiss and looked to the side to see Prism’s other hand reaching for Whirlwind. By the time Amber noticed that she had already taken it and was now about to join them, smile on her face. “Aw, you guys are so sweet,” Amber commented, meaning every word. Leaving Prism’s mouth for Whirlwind, she leaned down to his neck and nibbled on it.

She felt Whirlwind’s body press against her and Prism, with her arm stretching to embrace her too. Amber appreciated that she was so considered of her too, though when she felt her hand go down her body she was surprised. She glanced at Whirlwind who winked at her playfully as she groped her ass. Impressed at her friend’s boldness, she decided to take things up a notch.

Amber brought one hand to Prism’s and guided it towards her breast. She leaned back a bit so he could comfortably feel it up. “Like my boobs?” she asked innocently.

Prism, whom Whirlwind just freed from their kiss, looked at her. “Um…” he mumbled, puzzled.

“Aren’t they big and firm?” she asked, barely stopping herself from looking at Whirlwind for now. “Wouldn’t you like to play with them?”

He still hadn’t answered, probably mindful of Whirlwind. She could almost see tiny cogs moving in his male brain, trying to come with a good answer for this situation. Smirking, she once again took his hand, and this time she led it under her shirt.

His mouth opened as he felt her skin under his palm, but if he wanted to finally reply he missed his chance. Whirlwind leaned closer and kissed him aggressively, while her hand traveled down, into his pants. Amber, who could feel his manhood through them, brushing against her leg, could hardly blame her eagerness to play with it. She was growing wet at the mere thought of it being so close to her pussy. As Prism squeezed her boob gently, Amber pressed her crotch against his leg and slowly started dry humping him. A groan let her know that on her end Whirlwind began massaging his dick.

I wonder how big it is… she mused as she leaned to his neck, kissed it, then moved to his ear.

“Help me with this shirt,” she whispered.

Though already busy kissing Whirlwind, groping her boob and getting a handjob, Prism heard her and was happy to oblige. He opened his eyes to look at her as he let go of her breast, grabbed her shirt and pulled it up. Amber raised her hands, letting him take it off her, and when it was done, she took the opportunity to look where his other hand was busy. As she had guessed, it was buried in Whirlwind’s pants, Prism was groping her ass with it.

Free of her shirt, Amber kissed his neck in acknowledgement, then slid down his body, right down where Whirlwind’s hand was, and more importantly, the thing she was playing with. Since he helped me with my shirt, it is only fair I will help him with his pants, Amber thought she grabbed them. Partially unzipped already thanks to Whirlwind’s efforts, they came off easily, along with his boxers. Finally able to see his dick, Amber clicked her tongue in satisfaction. It was as big as she had hoped. She leaned closer to the tip, careful to not disturb Whirlwind, who was hard at work, pulled the foreskin down and licked it. Her tongue slowly began circling around the head, before finally she took it into her mouth. She moaned at the sensation of having a piece of manhood in her, wishing she could take more. Amber’s tongue moved under the head as she sucked it, wondering how to go about giving Prism a full blowjob. She looked at Whirlwind’s hand, then back at her, and finally entwined her hand with hers, squeezing it.

When Whirlwind looked down, she withdraw a bit, removing Prism’s head from her mouth so she could speak. “You had him all day,” Amber said, faking a pout.

Whirlwind rolled her eyes in response and removed her hand, much to Amber’s satisfaction. Eager to see how much of his dick she could take, she opened her mouth wide and began to slide it down her mouth. She felt it brush against her tongue as she tried to take it deeper and deeper, but had to stop shortly after passing the halfmark. His tip reached the back of her mouth and caused her to gag. She spit it out, then tried again, trying to take more of him. This time Amber managed to control her gag reflex and slid him further down her throat. Pleased with herself, she began to bob her head up and down, curious how long Prism could hold up.

She looked up to see what Whirlwind was doing. Apparently, as Amber sucked his dick off, she was doing his best at sucking his face. Her mouth was pressed against his and they were kissing deeply, not stopping for breath as she watched them. When they finally parted, they did so only long enough to take off their shirts, then resumed tongue wrestling. Prism hands also made their way to her bra’s hooks and unzipped it quicker then Amber assumed he would. When Whirlwind’s bra fell on top of her head, she spared a moment to look at her breasts before she threw it off somewhere and resumed her task. She bobbed her head, her tongue working on the underside of his dick. Amber brought her hand up to his balls, fondling them. That gained some reaction off him; he brought his hand to the back of her head and started gently pushing her down. She smiled around his dick, feeling his fingers entwine through her hair, and speeded up.

A gasp came from above her. “Amber,” Prism started to warn her, “I’m about to cum.”

Carefully sliding off to not cause him to go off, Amber looked up. “I want your hot spunk in my mouth,” she said, smiling, before swallowing his dick back again. Another gasp from above told her that he was indeed close, and after bring her head down and up again she felt his balls tighten in her hand a split second before Prism exploded in her mouth.

Her eyes bulged, not expecting so much cum to come out of him after apparently having a sex marathon just a few hours ago.She quickly swallowed the first load before any of the hot liquid could escape her mouth, not wanting to look bad in front of Whirlwind (or, well, from below), then the next one. When she felt Prism relax, she let his dick slide of her mouth and looked up through half-lid eyes. Amber waited for both of them to look up before she parted her lips a little, showing them all the cum inside, then closing them and swallowing loudly.

Raising up, she locked her gaze with Whirlwind. “Did you like seeing me go down on your boyfriend?” she asked in a lusty tone.

Her brow raised before she smirked and replied. “Yeah, that was hot.”

“Good,” Amber said, then stretched her legs a bit after standing on her knees for so long. “Such a big, hard dick,” she mused, looking at Prism. “Sucking you off made me so wet.” Amber slid her hand into her panties, finger brushing her very wet pussy. “I can’t wait you to fuck me as hard as her.”

In the corner of her eye she saw Whirlwind rolling her eyes. Ignoring her, she continued to play with her nethers as both of them watched, her free hand working on sliding off her pants. She left her panties off for now, wanting them to see just how wet she was.

“Like what you see?” she asked both of them. It didn’t escape her notice that Prism’s dick began to twitch, while Whirlwind moved her crotch up and down against his leg. “Both of you want to fuck me, don’t you? Want me to ride you roughly, or maybe bent down on all fours?” She smiled and paused, watching them struggle with figuring out hot to reply, before she turned around. “But before that… could one of you help me out with my bra?” Amber asked suggestively moving closer to Prism.

She didn’t have to wait long for him to undo her bra. Amber let it fall to the floor. “Thanks,” she purred, pressing her backside against his leg and sliding it down a bit as a ‘thank you’ before turning around. Her breast jiggled as she moved. “You know, I don’t think you’ve answered my questions earlier; do you like my boobs?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. Glancing at Whirlwind, she added, “Although I see maybe this question should be directed to both of you too.”

Whirlwind blushed and looked away. Amber giggled and crossed her arms behind her head, giving them a better view of her breasts. “C’mon Whirlwind, don’t tell me you’re jealous of these babies,” she said, wiggling them and brushing against Prism.

She grimaced and response, then sighed in defeat. “Fine, I am jealous a bit,” she murmured, eyeing her boobs.

Amber smiled and moved to stand closer to her. “So, you like my boobs?” When Whirlwind nodded, she grabbed both of them by hands and placed them on her breasts. “Well then, don’t let me stop you from playing with them.”

Both of them shared a look, with Prism smiling sheepishly and Whirlwind rolling her eyes, before Amber felt each gently squeeze their boobs, each in their own way. He moved his hand so that his thumb could move around her nipple, and after a few moments leaned over and licked it. She, on the other hand, groped her other boob and shook her arm a bit. While they were pleasuring her, Amber just stood there enjoying the attention, groaning quietly from the wonderful feeling, pausing only to take off her panties.

She would let them stay like this longer, but Prism’s rapidly growing dick caught her attention. Licking her lips, she decided to move things along. “I think we stood like this enough,” she said, turning to address them. “Wanna move this to the bed?”

Neither of them objected, so they got to the bed, with Prism pausing only to remove his pants completely. Already on the bed, Whirlwind followed his example and got busy removing hers… which left Prism for Amber.

She pushed him against the bed, making him land on his back, and then she straddled him, pressing her wet crotch against his penis.

“Hey!” Whirlwind exclaimed at the sight, pouting. She crawled closer and kneeled next to them. “You just had a turn with him.”

“Girl, that was just a blow job, this hardly compares,” Amber explained, smirking. “I want to see how much fun you had with him already,” she added, smearing Prism’s dick in her juices.

Whirlwind rolled her eyes. “Fine,” she said, leaning to the bag and taking a wrapper, which she gave her. “But I am getting back at you later for this.”

Amber raised an eyebrow with interest. “Oh? What do you have in mind? Will you spank me?”

“Among some other things,” Whirlwind told her, looking her up and down with half-lid eyes that send shiver down her spine. “But for now enj- aaaahh...” her words became incoherent moan.

As the two of them bickered, Prism, ignored for the moment by both of them, stretched his hand over between Whirlwind’s legs and into her pussy, his pointing and index fingers caressing its sides while the middle one brushed her soaked lips. She gasped in pleasure and pressed her crotch against his hand. Amber smiled seeing Prism take care of Whirlwind’s needs, then concentrated on her own. Quickly unwrapping the condom and putting it on his dick, she rose, helped to positions it with her hand, and, with the tip pressing against her lips, she began to slide down.

A gasp escaped her as Prism slowly filled her insides. “Oooh, good thing you two made me so wet,” she moaned as she continued to slide more and more of his member into her pussy. “Otherwise I doubt I could get that monster of a dick inside of me.”

Whirlwind gave her a dreamy, unfocused look, probably recalling the first time Prism had entered her, as she played with her breasts while humping his hand. Prism in turn smirked hearing the praise, his free hand moving up her body to her boobs. Amber smiled as she felt him squeeze her breast, but a heartbeat later she felt him hilt inside of her, overriding all her other senses. Lost in the wonderful feeling, she began to bounce up and down, starting very slowly but steadily increasing speed.

Guessing by his face, Prism definitely liked what she was doing. However, Amber couldn’t help but wonder what was he enjoying more; the sensation of her riding his dick, or that because of that her boobs were bouncing too. That would explain why he is staring at them, Amber thought hazily. She was having trouble keeping her thoughts lucid, so lost she was to pleasure. By the time Prism began to thrust in time with her pelvis’ moves she was panting, with her her tongue hanging down like a dog.

“Yeeess! Ough, I’m so envious that you’ll have this everyday,” she moaned, turning to Whirlwind, just in time to see her raise on her knees.

Confused and curious, she watched her crawl closer to Prism’s head. Whirlwind moved one leg above him and placed in on the other side, then leaned down, straddling him… and obscuring his view of Amber. As she positioned her pussy above him mouth, Whirlwind glanced back and stick her tongue at her.

Amber couldn’t help but snort with laughter. She leaned closer to her and grabbed her from behind, groping her breasts. Whirlwind arched her back, leaning back. “Like my boobs?” she asked her own question teasingly.

“Of course,” she replied, stretching to kiss her neck. Her fingers rubbed Whirlwind’s nipples as she added, “I adore your tits,” and kissed her on the cheek before she resumed riding Whirlwind’s boyfriend’s dick, feeling her orgasm approaching.

“Oooh, I’m cumming!” she screamed a few seconds later, feeling as if her heated pussy exploded. She sprayed her juices all over Prism’s dick, riding out her orgasm, as he apparently - judging by the noises Whirlwind was making - worked hard on bringing his girlfriend to one too. His hands were squeezing her ass, pressing her against his face. Amber, who started to come back to her senses, looked at them with interest. She dismounted from Prism, glancing down to see his erect dick appear out of her pussy, then crawled around him and Whirlwind, curious how her face looks when she has an orgasm.

Her mouth was open and she was panting, just like she had mere moments before, and her eyes were closed. Prism, obviously having a lot of practice this morning, tongue-fucked her intensively, as his nose rubbed against her clit. Wanting to be a part of this, Amber leaned closer to them, brought her hand up to Whirlwind’s breasts and fondled it caringly. She opened her eyes and looked down at her. Amber, smiling, brought her head to it too and started to slowly lick her nipple.

Already close, that pushed Whirlwind over the edge. She moaned loudly as she came, shivering as her orgasm washed over her. Amber let go of her and leaned back, watching her hump Prism’s face, her hand rubbing her pussy.

This is so hot, she thought as Whirlwind slowly calmed down.

Whirlwind breathed heavily, raising a bit and moving to the side to let Prism breathe easier. There were some of her juices sprayed over his face, but he quickly proceeded to clean them and began to raise to. She looked at Amber, who was masturbating right next to them. Noticing that, their friend smiled, and Whirlwind replied… with a mischievous grin.

Glancing at Prism and seeing that he was still hard, and nodded at her rear as she crawled towards Amber. Her eyes followed her, intrigued, as she slowly moved to stand on all fours between her legs, with her head near her pussy. Amber smiled and spread her legs wider, giving her a better access… and with her hands she spread her pussy’s lips, giving her a better view.

Although she had seen Amber naked a lot of times before, Whirlwind never took such a good look at her private regions before. It was surprisingly pink inside. Curious, she leaned closer and gave her insides a brief lick. Amber gasped at her ministration, and when Whirlwind pulled back one of her hands moved back to place a finger back inside.

I don’t think so, Whirlwind thought, grinning. She moved a bit close so that she could place her hands comfortably under Amber’ tights, then reached over them and grabbed her wrists, forcing her hands down to her sides. Amber looked at her, surprised by what she was doing, though not alarmed. She just smiled and leaned back, intending probably to enjoy her oral treatment. I wonder about it…

Recalling how during their earlier marathon Prism licked her, she pressed her tongue first below her pussy, above her anus, then slowly began to drug it upward. She stuck to the very edge of Amber’s pussy, intending to circle around her lips for as long as possible.

Feeling Prism’s hands on her ass, Whirlwind arched her back without stopping. She did pause to moan as he slid his “monster dick”, as Amber had called it, into her, but then continued her dance around her pussy. As Prims fucked her and rocked her body back and forth, the momentum carried to Amber. She tried to raised her hands, probably wanting to masturbate, but Whirlwind hold them down and didn’t let her. Amber groaned unhappily, trying to instead grind her pussy against her face, but she simply pulled back bit. She moved her tongue closer to her lips as she laid down again, but didn’t touch them.

“Stop teasing me,” Amber said, flustered.

Amber paused for a moment to look her in the eyes. “Told you I’d get back at you,” she half said, half panted as Prism continued to thrust into her, then got back to her task with satisfactions as Amber groaned once again.

With Prism fucking her from behind, she found it difficult to focus on pleasuring Amber (Or, well, torturing her in this case, she mused). She wondered if he had the same difficulty earlier when Amber rode him. Speaking off, she noted as he quickened his pace and leaned down, his hand rubbing her clit, he must be close now. Being fresh after her own orgasm, she doubted he could get her close to the next one so soon, although she appreciated his efforts. She focused on stimulating Amber, even as she heard Prism gasp behind her and hilt inside of her, stopping. Whirlwind only glanced at him and winked lovingly and resumed her task.

“Whirlwiiind,” Amber moaned, pouting, as Prisms slowly slid out of her, “don’t make me beg!”

Knowing this would frustrate her even more, she stopped licking her and rose to look her in the eyes. “Oh, calm down, Prism is going to fuck you in a few moments.”

“Really? Oh, thanks,” Amber exclaimed with relief. “But, before his soldiers stands in attention again,” she added in a sultry tone, glancing at him briefly, “couldn’t you-”

“No,” she replied, smirking. “This is a punishment, remember?”

“Oh come on, I know you want to suck that pussy,” Amber said, smirking in turn.

Rolling her eyes, Whirlwind turned to Prism. “Can you do something with your mouth?”

He nodded, smiling, and crawled towards Amber, leaned down and kissed her. Amber, although at first seemed reluctant, as she probably intended to talk Whirlwind into tending to her lips and past them, quickly began to return it. Knowing she wouldn’t get more interruptions, Whirlwind started to lick around her pussy again. Up and down, around, coming closer with her lips only to stop right as she was about to touch them, then starting all over. Not needing to keep her ass upward anymore, she laid down on bed, straightening out her knees and pressing her pussy against the sheet, wishing she could spare one hand. But knowing what she was doing to Amber, how she reduced her to almost begging for more direct touch, was too arousing for her to quit now.

“Prism…” she began, looking up, wanting to tell him to let her know when his dick would be back to one hundred percent. However, when she looked at him, she noticed that he was no longer kissing Amber. He had moved closer to her head and pressed his crotch to her face, close enough to allow her to work on his member. Seeing Amber with Prism’s dick in her mouth made her pussy almost burn, but for now she could wait. “Carry on,” she said instead, returning to her ministrations.

Prism grunted as Amber sucked on his deflated dick, wishing it would get hard faster. Seeing his girlfriend working on another girl’s pussy was a massive turn on for him. He was sure his dick would soon be up and running, but he wanted to fuck their brains out here and now.

Amber was surprisingly good at sucking man’s dick, better than Whirlwind when they first started this morning, although by now she had improved a lot. As she slowly got his dick back to it’s useful state, Prism wondered briefly where she had learned that. He knew she and Hot Head had a weird relationship, but he stroke him as the best candidate. However, he quickly abandoned that train of thoughts, not only because it wasn’t his business, but also because he doubted that thinking of Hot Head at this moment would help his actual business.

Noticing a strand of her hair on her face, he gently brushed it aside, causing Amber to moan something that sounded like “Aww,” around his dick, then leaned towards her boobs. He couldn’t tell why, but he really liked them. He liked Whirlwind’s more of course, if he had to chose he would play with hers, but there was simply something attracting about Amber’s boobs size. He knew most guys liked big breasts before, but even now he didn’t understand why.

Regardless of his weird “male mind’s” reasons, he bend down to squeeze her boobs. Amber’s moans intensified, and she increased her efforts to get him hard. As much as she could while being held by Whirlwind that is. Still, as Prism massaged one of her nipples between his thumb and pointing finger, he felt himself grow inside her mouth. He leaned back, his dick ready for use, and Amber licked his shaft and winked.

“Whirlwind,” she called, looking down between her legs, “your stallion is ready for another race!”

She raised her head from her pussy and glanced at his dick, then licked her lips hungrily. “Alright,” Whirlwind said, letting go of Amber’s hands and crawling away. Finally free, she rose to a sitting position, massaging her wrists exaggeratedly, while Whirlwind moved towards him and kissed him. “Fuck her hard,” she whispered into his ear before turning to Amber.

I have the best girlfriend ever. Period, Prism thought, looking at her lovingly.

Amber opened her mouth as she noticed Whirlwind’s attention was one her, probably to say something guessing by her surprise as Whirlwind pressed her lips against hers. She quickly regained her composure and began to kiss back, their arms entwining one another. Still kissing, Whirlwind pulled her down, lying on her back with Amber on top of her, opening one eye to look at Prism, then her pupil moved down before returning to gaze at him.

Understanding, Prism nodded and crawled behind them and rose to his knees. Being on the edge of the bed, he leaned to the bag and took another wrapper, opened it quickly and took the condom, throwing the wrapping away, making a note to clean later. Remembering what Whirlwind had said before, after putting the rubber on his dick he positioned it to align with Amber’s entrance. Feeling him, she arched her back a bit, and as Prism glanced down before entering her he saw one of her hands rubbing Whirlwind’s pussy below her. Now even more turned on, he thrusted gently, his dick passing through her wet folds. Once he was in, he pulled back, almost leaving her pussy, and obeyed Whirlwind’s command.

He fucked her hard.

He started thrusting into her roughly, grabbing her hips for leverage. At some point before Amber must have freed her mouth from the kiss as she started to scream loudly in pleasure. Prism gave her ass a slap, thinking how when they started she wanted to slap him, and continued at his rough pace. He heard Whirlwind moan too, so he assumed Amber continued to play with her pussy with her hand. He looked down at her, kissing Amber’s neck, one hand squeezing her tit and other around her back. Their eyes met; both of them smiled. Prism was certain she enjoyed watching him fuck Amber as he watched them make out.

Next time we should get some strap-ons or something, he thought, fantasizing about Whirlwind fucking Amber like he was now, or the other way around. He almost paused mid-thrust at the realization that he was already thinking about their next threesome. Huh, and to think a few hours ago I didn’t want to consider a threesome. Heck, this morning I didn’t even know I was going to have sex, Prism thought, gazing at Whirlwind, thinking about how much he loved her and how amazing she was.

Amber’s screams brought him out of his reverie a second before her pussy squeezed his dick. Realizing she just reached her orgasm, Prism considered sliding out of her and start to fuck Whirlwind, but she had told him to fuck Amber, and he was nowhere near his own orgasm yet. So he continued to thrust into Amber, making her moans continue. Slapping her ass again, with his balls slapping Whirlwind’s pussy below, Prism worked on getting her to cum one more time (or two more times if he can keep his stamina up). He looked down on Amber, who was panting between her screams like a dog, just as she glanced back. The corner of her mouth curled up, but her mind was too far gone at the moment to focus on making a full smirk. She was lost to pleasure of being pounded by him.

The thought made him slam his hips harder against her, wanting to hear her orgasm scream again. Amber closed her eyes, shouting something incoherent, as Prism rocket her world. He continued his thrusts, feeling pleasure build up inside of him too, when finally he felt her reach her peak again and utter the same shout. Slowing down a bit, he waited until her moans grew quiet, then slid out of her, and in one swift and precise move he entered Whirlwind's pussy.

His girlfriend gasped with pleasure at the unexpected intrusion. She looked into his eyes as he grasped her leg to move her closer to him and slowly began to build up the same pace he had fucked Amber with. Prism looked back, gazing into those beautiful blue eyes that he loved, feeling her warm pussy around his dick. Amber, who had recovered after her orgasm, started to kiss her neck and caress her boob. Whirlwind moaned loudly, still keeping her eyes on him, as both of them slowly approached their orgasms.

They came together, Whirlwind screaming and her pussy squeezing around him, Prism grunting loudly as his balls emptied their load into the condom. He stayed inside of her for a few more breaths, breathing heavily, before he slid down and fell down on the bed next to her and Amber, exhausted. In the corner of the eye he noticed Amber rolling from Whirlwind and lying on her back too.

The three of them laid like that in silence for several moments, neither speaking a word. Finally, Amber spoke up, “So,” she said and paused to take another breath, “who’s crawling on top of whom? I’m kinda too tired to move for the moment.”

Beside him, Whirlwind snorted with laughter. “Aw, did my boyfriend fucked you so hard you can’t move?”

“Yeah, he’s like a sex machine,” Amber giggled. “Also, you have a bigger dick than Hot Head.”

Prism blinked and rose on his elbows. “Wait, really?” he asked Amber, grinning with satisfaction.

“Oh great,” Whirlwind exclaimed, rolling her eyes. “As if his ego needed to get bigger.”

“Meh, he deserves it, he worked hard,” Amber countered, winking at him.

“You have a point,” Whirlwind admitted. “So, you and Hot Head?”

She waved her hand dismissively. “It’s a long story, I will tell you two some other time.”

“Can’t wait to hear it,“ Whirlwind replied, then looked up at the ceiling thoughtfully. “So, does one of you have an idea what try next?”

Unsurprisingly, it was Amber who answered, “I have a thought.”

As her tongue licked Whirlwind’s folds, Amber kept feeling a temptation to give her the same treatment as she gave her. Luckily for her friend, she continued to resist it with almost minimal effort. Whirlwind’s pussy tasted too good to simply tease her like that, not to mention that what she had done before was just part of the fun. Also, since Amber was the one to suggest making this circle, it would be unfair if she didn’t contribute as much as the other.

She moved her head a bit to glance at Whirlwind, her head bobbing up and down’s Prism’s erect penis, then looked down to Prism tending to her own pussy. She had to admit that he was quite good with his tongue; Amber wasn’t now surprised why Whirlwind proved so skilled before, she must have learned first hand how to work on girl's’ nethers with mouth from her boyfriend. And Whirlwind seemed to be taking good care of Prism, given that he was already hard.

Amber returned her attention back to the pussy before her. She slid her tongue out of it and leaned forward to wrap her lips around Whirlwind’s clit. As she began to suck it, she heard her moan around her mouthful. Her tongue flickered her clit inside her mouth while she herself felt Prism use similar technique on her. Amber wanted to gasp, but she felt that Whirlwind was close to an orgasm, so she didn’t stop, instead licked her against before burying her tongue in her pussy again. Her own climax was fast approaching, and she wondered which one of them would reach it first.

Both happened so close to each other that Amber couldn’t tell which one of them won this “competition” inside of her mind. However, as she took deep breaths after her ogasm and looked around, licking off Whirlwind’s juices off her face, she saw Prism’s dick still standing in attention, covered only in saliva, as his girlfriend panted next to it..

“Looks like Prism wins,” she mused, smirking.

“Kinda doesn’t feel like it,” he replied, smiling sheepishly.

“I think I have an idea you might like,” Amber replied, winking. She rose up and stretched. “And for the record, next time we try something like this we should do it on the floor.”

“Yeah, your bed is a bit too small for us to make a circle like this,” Whirlwind added, also raising to a sitting position. “I was concerned I would fall of the edge.”

“Guess I should get a bigger bed,” Prism said, smirking, as Aber crawled towards his dick.

She glanced at Whirlwind, who nodded and moved to his head instead. Amber waited for her make room for her before she bend down above his penis. Her first instinct was to give him a blowjob, but she had a better idea that she wanted to try out.

Glancing at Prism, who just parted from a short kiss with Whirlwind, she leaned closer, grasped her boobs, and positioned herself so that his dick be right between them, and then she squeezed it with her breasts. Prism immediately looked down at the new feelings, and so did his girlfriend.

Amber just winked in reply as she to slide her boobs up and down, grateful to Whirlwind for providing a lubricant, and teasing Prism with short licks whenever his tip came close to her mouth. She smirked when his hips thrusted forward, bringing him closer to her lips. “Yes, fuck my boobs,” Amber moaned lustily, bobbing faster. “Cum on me!” she commended, and a mere second later hot white cum shot from his cock right at her face.

As Prism gasped with satisfaction at his release, she rolled her tongue around her mouth, licking all of it as she slowed down. Amber gave his dick a last lick as she let go of her boobs and leaned back. Cleaning herself up, she watched as Prism and Whirlwind made out, kissing lustily and brushing their hands against each other body.

She gave Whirlwind’s ass a little slap to get her attention. When she broke the kiss and looked at her, confused and slightly irritated, Amber nodded at Prism’s cock. Understanding what she meant at once, Whirlwind smirked and crawled towards it. Both of them leaned down and began running their tongues around his deflated penis, doing their best to make him hard again.

Of course, their tongues brushed against it each other almost all the time, and occasionally they kissed above his dick. Amber brought her hand around her head, bringing her closer to her, while Whirlwind leaned with her hand and played with her tit.

“You two are so hot,” Prism murmured, clearly not minding them paying him less attention. The sight of them making out while tending to his dick was enough to make him grow hard again. Both Amber and Whirlwind parted when they saw him member standing in attention, each looking at it with hunger. “So, anything specific either of you want to try next?”

Amber mused. Well, there is one more thing I wanted to try…

Squeezing her hips harder, Prism continued to thrust against Amber, pounding her against the window as she had asked. The sounds of her moans and sight of her tits bouncing at against the glass’ surface was making it difficult for him to not cum, but he held on.

“Oh sweet mother of Celestia,” Amber panted in brief breaks between lustful moans, “this is wonderful! Fuck me harder!”

Prism was more than happy to oblige and increased his pace, which turned her moans into shrieks. Fortunately, at that moment Whirlwind closed the other window, so they didn’t have to worry about his neighbors complaining about them being too loud.

“Alright, got it,” Whirlwind said, showing first Amber, then him the phone with which she had leaned from the other window earlier. She had made an excellent picture of Amber being fucked against the window, just like the one Amber herself had made of them a few hours again. “Remember to send it to us later,” she added, throwing the phone carefully on the couch before turning her attention to them.

Without slowing down, Prism leaned to kiss his girlfriend as he pounded their friend. Taking one of his hands off Amber’s hips he pulled Whirlwind closer. She deepened the kiss as his hand travelled down to squeeze her ass, noticing that her own hand crept between Amber’s legs.

Whatever Whirlwind had done, it pushed her over the edge. With a loud shriek of pleasure, her pussy’s grasp on his dick tightened as it tried to milk him for all his worth. Prism slid out of her after a few seconds and leaned to kiss Amber, grasping both of her tits briefly, before he felt Whirlwind pull him back. Interested what she was planning to do and still aching for his own release, he let her direct him back into his living room, and then push him gently down on the table where not so long ago they ate.

Huh, not exactly comfortable, Prism noted as he laid on his back; the table was cold and solid, a huge contrast from bed. Thinking back to how earlier this day he fucked Whirlwind on the desk in his bedroom he felt a slight guilt, but he quickly stopped when he remembered her moans. Besides, I have some other things to focus on, he thought as Whirlwind straddled him, sliding his cock inside of her pussy.

His hands went to her hips as she began to ride him, gazing in his eyes and smirking. “You better not cum before me,” she said playfully. “I might let Amber slap your ass a few times.”

He smirked, thrusting up in sync with her. “Who said I wouldn’t enjoy it?” he teased.

“Aw, need to try it then,” Amber said happily, walking to join them. “I’ll do you a favor and shut your mouth before you say anything more that you might regret later,” she added, coming behind his head and kneeling down. “Put that tongue of yours to good use,” Amber said as her pussy became all he could see.

Taking one hand from Whirlwind’s hips, he grabbed Amber’s ass from behind and pulled it closer, dragging his tongue across her opening. As he proceeded to in turn lick and suck her insides, loud squelching noises from above hims in breaks between the two girl’s moans told him began to make out. Knowing that made it difficult for him to not burst inside of Whirlwind, but remembering her warning and not wanting to finish before her anyway he focused his thoughts on something not sexy at all. So basically a total opposite of what’s happening now, he mused as he licked Amber’s clit.

“Ooooh,” he heard Amber moan, humping his face, “your boyfriend is well-trained.”

“I know,” Whirlwind panted. “You are welcome to join us some more times by the way. Wouldn’t want you missing on sex with us.” She tried to giggle, but her laughed transformed into shouts. “Ooh! I’m cumming!”

Hearing his lover announce her orgasm, Prism let himself go too. As Whirlwind’s pussy squeezed around his cock, he felt his balls pump cum thought his dick into the condom. At the same time, he felt Amber shudder, and his face was sprayed in her juices. The three of them rode their orgams, some more vocal about it than others, and slowly calmed down.

“Well,” Amber said slowly in breaks between panting, “that’s one tough table,” she said, snorting with laughter, as she rose from Prism and fell on the couch. “I was sure it would break at some point.”

“Yeah,” Prism muttered, suddenly worried. As Whirlwind got up too, he quickly rolled down from the table and rose from the floor. He turned to the couch, and saw, to his confusion, both girls looking at something on the phone. “What are you looking at?”

Instead of replying, Amber just waved for him to come closer. Intrigued, he went to lean above her and looked at her phone. On the screen was a picture, but not the one Whirlwind had made earlier. This one was clearly a selfie Amber just made; she had managed to capture all three of them, Prism’s hair sticking out from under her ass, his dick buried in Whirlwind’s folds, and the two making out, with Amber free hand playing with Whirlwind’s tits while she kissed her neck and squeezed both of her boobs.

“Nice picture, huh?” Amber said, smirking. “It was a bit hard to get this angle, especially with you eating me out, but I think I managed to capture it well.”

“Yeah, send us this one too,” Whirlwind replied, grinning.

Prism nodded in agreement too, stretching out; his back felt a bit sore after two girls rode him on the table. “Anybody feels like taking a shower?” he asked, noticing that he at least might need it.

“Only if by ‘shower’ you mean ‘fuck some more in the bathroom’,” Amber replied, smirking.

“Sure he does,” Whirlwind said before you could respond. “Why do you think we were late?” she added, giving him a wink.

Whirlwind turned on the warm water in the shower as they all got into the cabin. It was a bit tight for three people, but she was sure they would manage. She looked at the other two, her gaze drawn almost immediately to drops of water running down Prism’s dick and Amber’s tits.

“Aaaah, this is pleasant,” Amber mused, enjoying the warmth. She rose her arms to gather her wet hair behind her head. “Enjoying the view?” she added teasingly.

Noticing that Prism was also looking at her boobs at the moment, Whirlwind giggled. “Can you blame us? You have such amazing tits,” she said sultry, coming closer to Amber and pressing her against Prism.

His hands came from behind her and groped her breasts as he kissed her neck. Whirlwind pressed her body against Amber’s kissing her neck from the other side as she felt her arms around her. One hand came to her chin and lifted her head up as Amber leaned down to kiss her. Whirlwind entwined her tongue with hers, and feeling Prism’s gaze upon the two of them turned her on even more.

She continued to make out with Amber as she felt him remove his hands from her boobs. When Whirlwind turned to look at him, she found him kneeling below them, gently pushing their legs away to make room for him. Once he had access, he slid his hand up their thighs and run his fingers through their pussies.

Both she and Amber moaned into each other mouth feeling him invade their insides, and started to pleasure each other more. Their kissed deeper, and each grabbed the other by their breasts, with Whirlwind fondling them and Amber rubbing her nipples.

Whirlwind felt Prism remove his fingers and give her pussy a lick, so she spread her legs a bit wider to give him more room. She also felt Amber shook as she started to hump his hand. Prism soon switched, and licked Amber’s pussy while bringing back his hand to Whirlwind’s. After spending roughly the same time on her as earlier on his girlfriend, he rose and started to kiss both of them hungrily.

When he was kissing Amber, Whirlwind looked down and noticed to a slight surprise that he was already wearing a condom. She reached down and took a hold of his cock. Gaining Prism’s attention, she gave him an alluring smile he couldn’t resist. She let him push her gently against the wall and lift her thighs as he entered her and began to fuck her against the wall.

Whirlwind moaned feeling the sensation of him filling her again, magnified by the feeling of water running down on them. She gasped in ecstasy as his balls slapped against her in every thrusts, feeling how he was squeezing her thighs and her legs flapping behind him. When Amber joined them, she leaned to kiss her before letting her bend down to lick her nipples, sensing that she was also reaching with one hand down to fondle Prism’s balls.

All those things combined where too much for her. She came with a scream, milking Prism’s cock. As soon as she stopped shuddering, Prism put her down gently and slid out of her pussy. Whirlwind watched him lazily as he walked around Amber and made her bend down to almost all fours. Smiling, she watched her boyfriend enter her and start thrusting against her in quick pace. Whirlwind kneeled down on the floor, wanting to watch Amber’s boobs bounce because of the fast motion. Amber, noticing her close, grabbed her and pulled her close, kissing her. Whirlwind reached to her boobs and played with them, feeling them bounce in her hands because of her boyfriend rough thrusts. She reached further down Amber’s body to her pussy, feeling Prism’s dick move inside of her, and rubbed her clit, enticing moans from her. They continue to make out until Amber, with a loud shriek, came, joined by Prism’s grunts as he apparently also reached his climax. He thrust into her three more times before he stopped, then slid out of her and both of them joined Whirlwind on the floor of the shower cabin, with water still pouring.

“That… was amazing,” Amber panted, leaning against the wall.

Whirlwind smiled. “No arguments here.”

Prism also nodded, though he remained silent for a few more heartbeats, catching his breath. “So,” he finally spoke up, “are we sleeping here? If so, can one of you turn off the water?”

Both girls giggled, imagining what kind of water bill Prism would have to pay if they would just fall asleep right then.

“It’s an interesting idea, but I think your bed will be more comfortable,” Whirlwind said, raising with some difficulty, and turning off the water.

Helping the other two get up, they headed towards his bedroom, stopping only to briefly towel themselves up. Not bothering about stupid stuff like pyjamas, they fell on the bed, with Prism landing a spot in the middle (Lucky, Whirlwind thought), Amber on his right and Whirlwind on his left. She cuddled closer to them as Amber put on the covers on them, feeling very tired, warm, safe and happy.

As she was about to drift off into sleep, she heard Prism murmur: “Best day ever…”

Wonderbolts' Academy is a Good Place for Lovers

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Despite how fast he was beating his wings, Whirlwind was still keeping up with him, and in fact just now managed to get a bit ahead of him if he was not mistaken. It was hard to tell with how fast they were flying.

Guess she had returned to her shape too, he mused as the passed two trees they had agreed was the finish line.

They both landed on the ground and shifted their wings back into hands, needing to rest a bit. Whirlwind had insisted on doing five hundred laps around the park; an exercise quite frequent in the Wonderbolts Academy. They’ve been doing those laps and some other workout for a few days, both in order to help her get back to her shape before she got wounded in the fire, as well as get Prism ready for the Academy.

“Well, I think you’re going to do just fine,” Whirlwind said, looking back at him and rubbing her shoulders. She walked over to the bag they left under a tree and fell down next to it, leaning against the tree and drinking water. “Although I wouldn’t put it past Captain Spitfire to be extra hard on you.”

“Lucky me,” Prism joked, joining her. “Yeah, I can see Auntie Spitfire doing that; probably as a payback for joining only now and not as soon as I reached the minimal age.”

She elbowed him playfully. “I meant that she wouldn’t want anybody to think you are getting a preferential treatment, since your parents and girlfriend are all Wonderbolts.”

Faking a shocked expression, Prism turned to her. “Wait, so I won’t-” he tried to say, but when Whirlwind deadpanned at him he couldn’t help but not burst with chuckle.

He could almost feel her rolling her eyes at him. “You know, if you had spend half the time on honing your flying skills as you do with your jokes, you would probably be able to Sonic Rainboom by now,” she joked, hitting him lightly in the shoulder.

Before she could bring her hand back, Prism grabbed it and pulled her to him. As she fell into his arms, a little shocked, he kissed her deeply, embracing her. “I would rather spend all of that time with you,” he said in a husky voice when they broke the kiss.

Whirlwind smirked. “Cheesy,” she said, but leaned closer to kiss him again, and then again.

“Mmm… wanna go back to my place?” Prism asked her after another kiss.

It didn’t surprise him in the least when a grin slowly spread across her face. However, when she leaned to his ear and whispered, “Why should we move?”, he was a bit taken aback.

“W-wait,” Prism recovered after a few seconds, during which she kissed his neck. “Seriously? I-I mean, here?”

She giggled hearing his question. “What’s wrong with here?” Whirlwind asked.

“W-well, for starters, it’s a public place,” he pointed out, feeling weird that he had to do that. “What if somebody sees us? I mean, sure, there’s nobody here…” he added, glancing around to see if there truly wasn’t anybody in the park-

Wait a moment, Prism mused, suddenly feeling that something was off. Why were we doing those laps in the park? We usually go to that clearing for those sort of things.

“So what?” Whirlwind replied, immediately causing him to abandon his train of thoughts and look at her. There was clear lust in her eyes. “Let them watch,” she said, moving her body on top of him so she was now straddling him. “I want you to fuck me,” Whirlwind continued, grinding her crotch against his already hard dick, “and I want anybody who would see us be jealous. Is that going to be a problem?” she asked in a tone that suggested she already knew the answer.

Prism could only smirk. “Of course not,” he answered, excited at the thought of having sex out in the open like this.

Whirlwind gave him a predatory smile as she dove for the next kiss, then leaned back and took off her shirt and bra in one swift move. If Prism hadn’t been hard, he would definetly get an erection at the sight of her breasts. He brought his hand up to them, caressing them. Her nipples were hard; he wondered if it was because she was aroused or because she was feeling a bit cold after removing her shirt so suddenly.

No worries in the latter’s case, he mused, giving her boobs a gentle squeeze. I will warm her right up.

As his own hands were busy, Whirlwind took it upon herself to lower his pants and boxers. Her eyes widened as the sight of his dick. “My, already so hard,” she purred, despite that she had to feel his boner before. “I bet you are itching to fill my pussy with that monster cock of yours. I bet you want to fuck my brains out, don’t you?” she asked.

He chuckled hearing her dirty talk. “Of course,” Prism said, playing along, “I want to fuck you hard, and I want everybody in Ponyville to hear your moans.” Both his and hers hands moved to her pants, sliding them off her body as she stood up, along with her panties to reveal her moist pussy. “Look at you, so wet already,” he said as she sit on him once more, throwing her clothes away and teasing him by sliding her pussy against his dick slowly. “How badly do you want my dick?”

“Not want; need it,” she corrected him, her hand reaching down and taking a hold of his dick, aligning it with her opening. “And I need it now,” Whirlwind added, pressing his tip against her pussy, before she began to slide down.

Prism groaned as she took more and more of his dick, her pussy squeezing him tightly. He placed his hands on her hips, waiting for her to slide down all the way. They both gasped as he bottomed in her, and soon she began moving up and down, starting to bounce. Strengthening his hold on her hips, Prism started to thrust gently, timing together with her moves. “Yes!” she moaned loudly, startling the birds sitting on nearby trees and causing them to fly away. “Give it to me! Fuck me, fuck me hard!” she yelled, disregarding completely that she could be heard.

Prism was more than happy to oblige her; however, as much as he loved seeing her tits bouncing up and down, he couldn’t quite control the pace in this position. He reached to her and brought her down to him to kiss her, pressing her body against his, and rolled her over, all while staying inside of her. Whirlwind, not at all minding that he was now on top, spread her legs wider, letting them flap behind Prism as he pounded into her.

“Oh, Prism!” Whirlwind yelled, as each of his thrust brought her closer to her orgasm. “Prism! Oh-”

Suddenly, a very loud ringing came out of nowhere.

“-fuck me!”

Prism cursed as the alarm clock went off, waking him up from his dream. As he shifted, he felt his morning wood brush against his boxers, but he couldn’t do anything about it. All around him, the other Wonderbolt Academy recruits began stirring from their beds. I suppose I should be glad I woke up before it turned into a wet dream, he thought, rolling to a side and trying to keep his eyes closed for a few more moments, as well as wanting to wait until his dick calmed down. Waking up almost at dawn, disregarding morning woods, was clearly not one of the positive qualities of being in Wonderbolt Academy, at least not for Prism.

How in Celestia’s name had Mom had withstand this? he thought as reluctantly he raised a hand to his face and rubbed his eyes. And Dad keeps saying I get my laziness from her…

Feeling his penis deflate, Prism decided it was time to get up. Yawning, he rose and began dressing up into his academy uniform. It was his third day here. Early mornings aside, Prism felt that he was getting used to the whole routine; breakfast in the mess hall, an hour of warm up, various flight exercises, then dinner and an hour break, then more exercises, showers, breakfast, and some time to spend with other trainees before sleep. In all honesty, this wasn’t as bad as he thought it could be. Not that he was afraid that all of the training courses and tests would be difficult or something (although he had to admit they were indeed a touch harder than he had assumed), but Prism simply wasn’t a fan of the whole ‘routine’ idea.

Glad it proved less of a pain than I though, he mused as he finished getting dressed and went to brush his teeth. Although it’s still has its downsides, he mused as he walked with a little difficulty due to his morning wood.

Being away from Whirlwind was starting to get to him. The dream he just had, as well as the one from the night before, could attest to that. He missed her, but he knew that passing the Academy would ensure the two of them would spend most of their time together, be it practicing or on a tour performing across Equestria.

Plus, Dubz was right; it is neat idea to make a living out of flying.

Having gotten ready for the day, Prism hastened to the mess hall. As he entered it, he quickly picked some sandwiches from the cook and went to join his fellow trainees.

“Anybody knows what will it be today?” the one sitting closest to him asked nobody in particular.

Prism had almost replied that whatever it would be it would be easy for him, but he bit his tongue before he could say it. Whirlwind had always disliked when he’d let his ego got over to his head. Instead, he said, “I’m sure we’ll all be fine.”

“Easy for you to say,” another replied, but it was a good-humored remark. “You broke two Academy records already.”

“Well, I had a good day yesterday,” he said, trying to sound modest, though his heart swelled with pride knowing he beat two of his own Mom’s records.

He was about to offer others some advice, but then one of the trainees from the back nodded at the table where instructors sat, his face surprised. Prism looked back, curious; when he had entered the table was still empty. Now though Spitfire and other instructors entered… along with several other people, ones he easily recognized as several of the newest Wonderbolts.

Whirlwind among them.

A wide smile appeared on his face as soon as his eyes laid on her. It might have only been two days since he had last seen her, but he had missed her. And when Whirlwind turned her head to scan the mess hall and their eyes met, and he saw her smile too, he felt his heart flutter.

“Aren’t those the newest Wonderbolts?” one of the other trainees said beside him. “What are they doing here? And what’s with the goofy smile dude?”

Figuring that the last question was directed to him, Prism turned back to his table and shrugged. “You’re probably gonna figure this out shortly,” he replied, taking some amusement in the other trainee’s confusion.

Another one once again glanced at the instructor’s table. “Oh, the hot one is coming here,” he said in a hushed tone.

Prism smirked, recognizing her step. He rose from the table and turned around as Whirlwind came closer. “Hi Dubz,” he said, a moment before she embraced him and kissed him.

He could almost hear the other guys (and a few girls)’ jaw drop as they kissed. When Whirlwind finally pulled back, far away only to look him in the eyes, she said, “I missed you.” Then, as if remembering there were others nearby, she briefly glanced in their direction… then frowned. “Oh Celestia, I just made you their god in their eyes, didn’t I?” she asked, turning back to him and giving him a brief smirk.

“Maybe,” he replied, amused by her comment. However, he was too focused on her to wonder what the others were thinking.

Despite knowing how the Wonderbolts’ suits looked like, the sight of Whirlwind in one so close made him plainly aroused. The tight, skinny outfit perfectly laid on her, underlining all her curves as well as her toned muscles. Damn she looks so sexy in those, he thought, feeling his dick grow harder in his own, less decorative, suit. The memory of his dream from last night, still fresh, wasn’t helping him. Maybe we would have time to quickly find some bed or something, he mused, looking around for some clock to check how much time did they had left.

To his disappointment, it was only a few minutes before they would have to get going. Definitely not enough time for a good sex, he frowned, then brought his attention back to the table.

“Well, if this won’t stroke your ego…” Whirlwind muttered jokingly, then shook her head and waved her hand to the other trainees. “Hi everybody. Hope the training isn’t too hard?”

She glanced at Prism saying the last two words. He had no doubt that Whirlwind knew what was happening to his penis. Instead of replying, he let the others do that, while he slipped his hand behind her and down to her ass, squeezing it through the suit.

“No no, the trainings fine, miss Whirlwind,” one replied, smiling sheepishly.

“Glad to hear it; mine was awful,” she said, winking, ignoring Prism’s hand as he caressed her ass except for arching her back a little.

“So, what are you and the others doing here?” Prism asked her, curious.

“Mind if we sit?” she asked first, and gave him an innocent smile. “A bit winded after flying here.” Prism, knowing her only too well, sit down on his chair and let Whirlwind sit on his lap, in a way that let her feel his dick through their suits. “Much better,” she said, grinding her ass a little. “Anyway, Spitfire wanted us to come assist with some of your courses, get some experience as instructors and such.”

“Ah, I see,” he replied, his hand moving around her and hugging her above her waist. As the corner of the table was hiding her crotch from the others, he let his other hand slip down between her legs. “So, how long are you staying?” Prism asked as he started to rub her pussy through the suit.

“Couple of days,” she replied, ignoring him again. However, Prism was about to notice slight shivers coming from her. “Though I don’t think they will let us stay until the end of the week.”

“Pity,” Prism said, imagining all the things they could do. Oh well, he thought, a couple of days is better than nothing.

“Yeah. Well, anyways, I need to get back to Spitfire, just came to say hi,” Whirlwind said, although at first she hadn’t moved at all, probably liking his touch. After a few seconds, however, she finally got up. “Good luck to all of you,” she said, smiling in the direction of the other trainees as she began to leave. “Oh, and Prism?” Whirlwind added, turning to look at her boyfriend.

“Yes?” he asked, curious what she was going to say.

“Try not to get yourself too wounded. Remember, we have another threesome with Amber this weekend,” she said, winking, and turning to leave.

Even Prism found himself awestruck as Whirlwind had so plainly said it. He stared at her walking away - if he wasn’t so dazed he might have realized she was taking purposely slow strides, letting him watch her sexy ass longer - slowly recovering and feeling a smirk creep on his face. He forced his face to take a more neutral expression as he turned around… and saw everybody - everybody - staring at him in awe.

He looked from one to another, faking confusion. “What?” he asked innocently.

One trainee, sitting close to him, spoke, “Um… did we hear her right?”

“You mean the part about them being instructors?” Prism asked in reply.

“No, the part about you two having a threesome with another chick,” another one asked more bluntly.

“Oh, that…” Prism said, scratching his face to hide the smirk he couldn’t stop from forming. “Well… yeah, totally,” he finally just said, leaning back with his hands behind his head.

He didn’t know that it would be possible, but the eyes of the trainees staring at him grew even wider. Several uttered a quiet “Wow,” while one said, “Okay, um… I think I speak for most of us when I ask… how’d you do that?”

Several others nodded in support of his question, even some of the girls. Prism, fighting off the urge to laugh, couldn’t help but wonder if Whirlwind truly minded his ego if she went and caused this.

“Look, guys,” he said, raising his hands defensively, “not that I’m not enjoying your newfound respect, but honestly, I just have a really awesome girlfriend. And a really awesome friend, too” he amended. Prism could tell from their faces that they weren’t entirely convinced, but he could easily convince them. “Here,” he said, taking his phone from his pocket, quickly opening the gallery and showing them the selfie Amber had taken with them.

Their jaws once again fell down. Prism let them contemplate what they were seeing in peace; he finished eating his breakfast with his free hand as he hold the phone for them.

“Um…” finally one recovered enough to speak, “and your girlfriend was really… cool, with… this?”

Prism shrugged and selected the earlier picture “Cool enough to take this picture,” he said, showing them the picture with him fucking Amber against the window.

They stared once again at his phone, as captivated by this picture as by the one before. “Why against the window?” somebody asked.

Prism stopped eating and looked at him, confused. “Um, because it’s a really hot position?” he answered with a question, not sure why he didn’t understand that.

The other trainee blushed. “No, um, I meant, why did she take a picture of you two doing that against the window.”

“Oh,” Prism exclaimed, now understanding. “Because earlier Amber had taken this picture,” he replied, selecting it on his phone and showing them. “So she wanted to have her own too.”

He let them stare at the picture again, finishing his breakfast. “Dude, you are like the luckiest guy ever,” finally one of them said.

“I know,” he said, truly meaning it.

“Like, really?” another one asked. “No secret whatsoever, just luck?”

“Yep,” Prism replied, smirking. “Now, hope between staring at us and at those pictures you guys had time to eat, we need to get going,” he said, hiding his phone and pointing at the clock.

He rose from his now empty plate, wondering, as his fellow trainees hastened to finish theirs, what kind of approached would Whirlwind take as an instructor. And if she would get his group.

“So we’re agreed?” Spitfire, Captain of the Wonderbolts and Head Instructor at the Academy, asked her, leaning back in her chair. “I’ll let you instruct Prism’s group, and in return you’ll do all my paperwork for the next Wonderbolt show.”

“Yep,” Whirlwind nodded enthusiastically, then hesitated. “I mean, if you’re sure that would be okay.”

“Nah, there are no rules prohibiting instructors from dating trainees,” Spitfire replied. She then shrugged and, as if expecting to be questioned about it, added, “I checked.”

Whirlwind frowned briefly. Okay, not sure if I want to know the story behind it… or at least if it would be safe to ask. Clearing her throat, she changed the subject. “No, I mean, if it won’t be a problem for me to do the paperwork.”

“Oh, that. Yeah, don’t worry about it, it’s mostly stamping a Wonderbolt stamp on the signature and then sending the papers to correct recipient, you will be mostly writing the addresses and stuff.”

“I see,” Whirlwind nodded, a bit relieved; she should have figured Spitfire wouldn’t let her to her paperwork if it was too complicated. Not that she was looking forward to doing it, but if it meant being Prism’s instructor… “So, being instructor; any last minute advice?”

“You’ve been here in there place just a few months ago, don’t tell me I went so easy on your group that you forgot,” Spitfire replied, smirking. “Just be demanding and harsh, it will be good for them. And try not to flirt with your boyfriend too much,” she added, winking.

“Understand,” Whirlwind nodded again, and saluted. “Permission to leave for instructor duty, ma’am?”

“Granted,” Spitfire said, saluting her back. As Whirlwind turned around and prepared to go where Prism and the rest of his group would gather, she called after her, “Oh, and have fun.”

Turning back, she grinned. “I intend to, ma’am,” Whirlwind replied, and then left her office.

After leaving the main building, she quickly shifted her arms into wings and flew towards the third training field. She was curious how Prism was going to react seeing her being their instructor today. Knowing him, he might be expecting it, actually, Whirlwind mused, soaring through the sky swiftly. He knows I wouldn’t let such an opportunity to slip by me.

Prism and nine other trainees were already there, sitting on benches at the edge of the training field. As soon as she drew closer, they all rose and stood in attention. Whirlwind quickly landed and shifted her wings back. Remembering Spitfire’s advice, instead of greeting them again she looked at them with her brows furrowed. “So, just because your instructor wasn’t here, you thought you can all sit down and relax?” Whirlwind asked, bringing her arms behind her back. “When you’re waiting for your instructor, you are supposed to stand in attention even if they’re not here, understand?”

“Yes ma’am!” they all quickly replied, even Prism.

Whirlwind spared a second to scan the group with her eyes. Is it just me, or are they all glancing at me and looking away blushing? she wondered. She glanced at Prism. I wonder what he told them… or maybe I should wonder what he showed them instead? They both got the pictures from Amber… would Prism show the other trainees them? Strangely, Whirlwind found herself not being embarrassed at the thought of them seeing them. More liked turned on.

A brief moment after she realized it, an idea came to her. Hm, well, since he wasn’t embarrassed to show them those pictures… she mused, smirking.

But it would have to wait; she had a job to do.

“As I had told you all earlier,” she began, walking slowly before the line of trainees, “a few of the newest Wonderbolts, myself included, had been asked to be instructors in the Academy. I hope none if you thinks that just because we’ve been not so long ago in your place we will go easy on you. If you do, then you are sorely mistaken.” She scanned their faces again; all of them were looking now straight ahead, not daring to eyeball her. “We had to work our asses off to get into the Wonderbolts; we will not allow anybody into our group who isn’t an elite flier. If you want to be a Wonderbolt, you have to be prepared for hours of rigorous flying. You have to be ready to be able to perform on short notice, and be able to fly precisely as you are asked to.” Whirlwind stopped and nodded at the field behind her. “As you can see behind me, we have here a complicated obstacle course; if you manage to somehow flight through it without bumping into anything, then maybe you will be able to perform our flight patterns. Well, the easy ones at least,” she added with a smirk, glancing back.

The obstacle course had many hoops, most of them barely big enough for the trainees to flight through without making very sharp turns. There were also many poles making where they should turn or have to fly around, and some long, curly tubes. Whirlwind thought back to long hours she had spend here. Prism was always very good at stuff like this, she mused. I wonder how he will do.

“Before you try to pass through it,” she began, resuming walking, and coming around them to stand next to the first person from the right - Prism, “or, let's be honest, before you try to not pass out from constantly hitting the obstacles,” Whirlwind amended, “I want you to do a little warm up. A hundred laps around the training field should be easy, shouldn’t it?” she asked, looking from face to face.

Some of them grimaced unhappily, probably because they weren’t as excited about the laps as about the obstacle course, as tough as it could be. One hundred laps was a small amount, good for a warm up. If they couldn’t do it and then have strength left for the obstacle course, well, it wouldn’t look good for their dreams of becoming Wonderbolts.

“Alright then, on my mark,” Whirlwind said, picking up a whistle she had around her neck. “Get set.” Almost at once, all ten trainees shifted their arms into wings and took a step back with one leg, getting into a position to get into the air. Whirlwind blew into the whistle, giving them a sign to go… and in the same instant, with her other hand she slapped Prism’s ass.

She had got him just as he was jumping into the air, catching him by surprise and causing him to stumble. He looked at her, still on the ground, as the others flew ahead. Whirlwind smiled innocently before he turned back and chased after them.

Not surprising, Prism had quickly caught up with them, and then started going after the lead. After she had recovered, they had spend quite a lot of time flying together. Whirlwind wanted to get back into shape after over a month of not flying at all. She knew that Prism was in a very good condition and while his major strength wasn’t speed but agility, he was still fastest in his group.

Whirlwind tried counting the laps, but soon found it to be rather hard task; with each trainee flying at their own speed, there were a few that was getting ahead or lagging behind. The slowest ones where on the ninth lap, about two or three behind Prism, who was up in the lead, before she stopped counting. Back when she was a trainee in the Academy, she had always made sure she would do the exact amount Spitfire or other instructors had demanded; if they really wanted to be Wonderbolts, they would do the same.

As such, she settled for counting just Prism’s laps. He was maintaining his speed and was gaining more and more of an advantage over the rest. Whirlwind wondered if this was his usual pace or was he trying to impress her. She knew of course from Spitfire that he was doing very well, but she wouldn’t put it past him to try show off.

It didn’t take him long to finish the hundredth lap, and he swooped down to land next to her. He was breathing heavily after the exertion, but also looked at her with a smirk. “Finished the warm up, ma’am!” he reported, saluting.

“I noticed. May I ask what’s with the smirk?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Quickly, his face became a neutral mask. “Nothing, ma’am,” he replied, standing in attention.

She strode towards him slowly. “Oh really? There’s nothing that amused you? Come now, I’d like to laugh to.”

Prism was looking straight in front of him as she started circling around him. “Nothing amusing, ma’am. Just…” he started and hesitated.

“Yes?” Whirlwind pried.

“Just thought how much I’d want to fuck you, ma’am.”

Having expected an answer along those lines, Whirlwind smirked, then slapped him again. “Is that so?” she mused, squeezing his ass after she had slapped it. “Well, I do like what I feel,” Whirlwind said, then her hand moved around to touch his dick. “Oh my, already so hard?” she mused, easily feeling him up through his trainee suit. He wasn’t fully hard yet, but it was getting there. “Hm… I’m half tempted to fuck you right here and now,” Whirlwind said.

“Only half?” Prism, still standing in attention, asked, smirking.

“Well, it would look a bit bad if on my first hour of being an instructor I would fuck a trainee in the full view of the rest of the group.”

He shrugged. “Meh, with how slow they are, we’d be done before they would catch up. And besides, they might learn something.”

“Learn something,” Whirlwind repeated, smirking. Her hand was massaging his shaft, while the other went down to his balls. “Was that why you showed them our pictures?” she asked, her hand slightly squeezing his balls through his suit. “So that they would learn something?”

Her guess was correct; Prism blushed, losing his composure at last “Um…” he mumbled.

Whirlwind interrupted him. “Oh, don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind. To be honest, I found your willingness to show us having sex to others interesting,” she said, winking.

“Really?” he asked, looking at her, both unsure and intrigued.

Figuring what could be going through his mind, Whirlwind replied, “Yes, but I meant it when I said that it would look bad if I’d have sex with a trainee during flight course. Maybe later we can think of something,” she said, winking.

Whirlwind enjoyed the sight of shock and arousal on Prism’s face her comment had caused, feeling his dick grow harder through his suit. She slipped her other hand around back to his ass as she leaned to kiss him, before pulling away after a few seconds. The other trainees that were behind Prism had began gathering, with the first two already coming for landing.

She moved a bit away, standing in attention as more and more of them finished. Each of them was more or less tired after the exercise and needed moment to catch their breaths. Whirlwind watched them bend down a bit, holding their sides and straightening to stand in attention… and glance at Prism. Or, more specifically, at a certain part of Prism.

Whirlwind had to admire how he stood next to his fellow trainees in line, eyes locked straight ahead, as his penis was obviously visible through the tight suit. The guys, after noticing it, immediately looked away, though the fact that they knew remained. The girls, however, kept giving it glances. She smirked noticing it. Whirlwind was reminded of her three teammates that she had promised to think about letting them join her and Prism; now she was more or less set on agreeing.

Well, I should first discuss it with Prism, she mused as the last trainee finally caught up. Then again, it would be funny to see his reaction if it would be a surprise.

Putting the idea on hold for later, she waited for the trainees to stand in line in attention. “Good, you’re done with the warm up. Finally,” she added, glancing at the few who made as last. The one who was at the end took his eyes off from Prism’s bulge and looked at her, blushing from embarrassment. Wondering if it was because she had caught her looking or because she had been the last, Whirlwind moved to stand next to the line. As she had thought, Prism’s dick was making him ‘stand out’ from the straight line. “Now we can start the obstacle course. Prism,” she turned to him. “You seem excited; why don’t you start?” she asked, placing a hand on his ass.

He cast her an amused look before nodding and taking a step forward. Whirlwind took her whistle again, as well as a timer, and blew so he would start. Prism jumped into the air, maneuvering around the first obstacles. Whirlwind could swear she saw his dick almost brush against one pole.

Okay, maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to let him fly now, she mused, concerned. Though then again, he probably would slow down if he wasn’t certain he couldn’t avoid them.

Whirlwind hoped he was going to ace the obstacle course and finish it with his penis intact. After all, she had certain plans.

“Twenty-three point five seconds,” she said as Prism finished and landed next to her. “Impressive… considering the baggage you are carrying,” she added, extending her hand to his dick. In full view of the rest of the group she brushed it. “For the record, I hope the rest of you guys knows to not fly with a boner, especially though and obstacle course. It is rather unwise,” she finished, stepping back and glancing at Prism.

“In my defense, I had been thinking about your sexy ass, ma’am,” Prism replied, smirking. “It was hard to not get an erection.”

Whirlwind raised an eyebrow. “Was that a back-talk?”

“No ma’am!” he denied, standing in attention.

“Good; I would hate to… punish you,” she said, smirking, then turned to the rest of the group, who were staring at them with wide eyes. “I hope you are ready,” she told the person standing next to Prism in line, lifting her whistle and timer.

Shaking his head, the other trainee quickly regained his composure and flew through the obstacle course, and then the next one and the next one. Whirlwind had to admit that each did at least decent for themselves during this exercise, though none came close to Prism’s skill and speed.

“Good,” she said as the last person had finished, writing down each score on the notebook. “For rookies,” she added, remembering how Spitfire would finish most of her compliments. “Okay, let’s move on to the south part of the field; we have everything ready for your next flight course.

“Your next exercise is going to be a flag race,” she told them several moments later, as they all stood assembled before a large circular court. It was marked in four places, one being the start line, the other on the opposite side, and two with flags between them. “Wonderbolts need to be precise, not just with flying. If there was ever an an accident, we need to know if you are able to help other people. You are to pick up the flags while flying and place them in their respective next spots. If you can do that without losing your speed, well, maybe there is some hope for you.” She turned to Prism, who was again closest to her in line. “Perhaps you should start again first, now that you are lighter, before your friend shows again,” she said, glancing down at his crotch; his dick by then had returned to it’s normal size.

Undisturbed, Prism nodded and got ready as she took out her timer and whistled. This exercise he also completed quickly, though good two seconds away from the Academy’s record. Still though, he did managed to place both flags right on targets; several of his fellow trainees slightly missed with one flag or both. Not to mention that he was the fastest again.

“Hm, decent I suppose,” she said, taking notes of their scores. “For your next flight course we need to leave this field; follow me.”

She shifted her arms into wings and flew into the air; the trainees quickly began following her, trying to stay in line. She led them away from the field and further deep into the Academy’s grounds, to the open field with many small-sized clouds above it.

“We are going to test your agility again,” Whirlwind said as she landed, joined by the trainees. She pointed above her and continued, “The clouds you see there had been specially enchanted; they won’t disperse if you hit them, not even change their position, and when you do hit them they will change color. Your objective will be to fly into the air and hit all them before returning. Do you understand?” She waited to see everybody nod before she looked at Prism again expectedly.

Prism smirked with confidence and got ready. When she whistled, he jumped into the air, reached the closest cloud and hit it, then without losing speed he went for the next one. Whirlwind traced him with her eyes and glanced from time to time at the timer. As she had expected, he was doing excellent in this flight course; by the time he got half of the clouds, only half a minute had passed.

The record was two minutes four seconds.

Of course, the task would get harder the closer one was to completing it. Considering how fast they were flying, it would be difficult to say which clouds remained. In case there were some left once they’d land, they would have to get back into the air, time still going.

Come on, you can do it, she cheered him on in her thoughts, watching Prism swiftly move from cloud to cloud, changing their colors from white to multiple ones - which added to the confusion of a trainee - as he tried to complete his task. Whirlwind could see his head turned around, making sure he was getting them all, and began flying to the few he had missed and then finally he began to head back, taking out some that still remained. That’s all! she realized. Come on, get back here!

She took a step back as he landed right next to her heavily, his legs almost buckling under him because of the speed with which he flew, and at the same instant his feet had touched the ground, Whirlwind had stopped the timer.

“One minute fifty nine seconds,” she said, her heart skipping a beat. “That’s an Academy record.”

Prism face brightened, smiling wide, then turned that smile into a smirk. “Bet you never thought you’d be as pleased with just two minutes,” he joked.

Whirlwind smirked in reply. “How could I? You always take way longer,” she said, winking.

“Well, you know me, I am fast only when I need too,” he replied. “Can I expect some kind of reward for breaking the record?”

“Maybe,” she teased; what she had already planned was a good enough reward already. “But you will have to wait until later. Get ready before the clouds reset,” she told the person next in line after Prism.

As she wrote down Prism’s score, she checked the time. It was still hours before they would be done. I can’t wait to finally get him there, she mused, feeling a shiver go down her spine.

Prism couldn’t help but wonder if there was ever a trainee at the Academy that had went through a day similar to his. Having the love of his life as his instructor had certainly made this an unforgettable experience. He loved that he could spend more time with her, not to mention how he enjoyed showing off before her. Breaking another Academy record today made him way happier than breaking two yesterday.

Of course, with perks came some ‘downsides’; for instance, he didn’t really like flying with erection like before, although he found himself not really minding it. Especially when he thought about how frustrated Whirlwind had to be, to see his boner right in her hand’s reach - literally at some point - and not be able to do anything.

Teasing works both ways, he thought with amusement.

He had to admit that being teased by Whirlwind and teasing her in turn for so long was an interesting idea. Prism was certain that they hadn’t spend so much time since they got back together without having sex while being in each other’s company. As he had listened to her speaking about his ‘willingness to show them having sex to others’, as she had phrased it, and saying that she ‘found it interesting’, made him think for a moment that she wanted to fuck there and then. He should have figured she wouldn’t want to do that during work; however, he kept wondering just what she was planning for them to do later.

Does she really want to have sex in front of others? Prism thought, curious what it would be like. And a follow-up question, where? In the training field right after we’re done? In the mess hall?

“I see you are thinking about my ass again,” he suddenly heard Whirlwind say to him. “Could you stop for a second and pay attention?”

Prism shook and stopped his train of thoughts. He hadn’t noticed that Whirlwind started explaining their next flight course. What’s worse, he realized that as he thought about them having sex, his penis once again started to grow hard.

“Now that Prism Bolt - together with his friend - had joined us,” Whirlwind said with a smirk, glancing briefly down at his crotch, “we can all focus on your next exercise. You are going to race against each other,” she said, pointing out behind her; they were standing on a raceway, on the starting line to be precise. “This raceway encircles this whole training field, and has a few short sections where it runs in zigzag,” Whirlwind added, pointing at the closest point that was easily recognizable by big walls enclosing those sections. “This will test your speed as well as your agility. You are allowed to fly no higher than six feets above the ground level. Is that clear?”

“Yes ma’am,” Prism and others replied in unison.

Whirlwind nodded and walked away from their way, bringing her whistle to her mouth. Prism stretched his arms and shifted them into wings, getting ready. He doubted he could beat this record; he wasn’t as fast as he was agile, even if his speed has improved lately. But it didn’t mean he wasn’t going to give his all. And if he would do well enough on those sections…

As the whistle sounded, he jumped into the air along with the rest. He raced through the first straight of the race, keeping with the others for now, saving his strength. After the first turn, it wouldn’t be far to the zigzag section. He could get ahead there.

He shifted his body to the right and leaned to the left as they approached the turn, lining his body close to the ground and arching his back. Perfectly executing the turn to the left, he flapped his wings and gained some height, keeping to the center of the raceway. Three others were keeping at him, the others were trailing behind. Prism smirked to himself, but then put all those distracting thoughts behind him and focused on the race.

He had reached the first section. The walls were circular, making it seem like a bigger version of the tubes from the obstacle course earlier today. Almost as soon as he passed the entrance he had to turn sharply into left, then after two flaps of wings back to the right.

Alright, this is a bit of an overkill, he thought as he had to do a barrel roll to make the next turn in time without needing to stop or collide with the wall. With his back now to the direction he was going, he flapped his wings in front of him, staying on course. Seriously, I would like to see how they explained to whoever designed this; pretty sure he had replied that it would have been easier to just build a brick wall and they would get the same effect.

Despite his comments, he managed to get through this section without bumping into the walls or leasing too much of his speed. His fellow trainees didn’t have so much luck; as he flew far away past that point and glanced back, they still hadn’t showed up. Prism spared a moment to worry; he had grown to like them. He hoped they had just been forced to slow down and not got hurt.

Focusing once more on the race, he hastened up a bit, wanting to get over to the next section quickly. As far as he could tell, there were two on each straightaway of the raceway, except for the one with the starting and finishing line. This is going to take a while…

The next section, not surprisingly, was different than the previous. It first started with a sharp turn to the right, then a slower turn back to left. Having expected it would be different, Prism didn’t get caught by surprise, not with this one, not with the next ones. He had counted right, it was six of them in total, and he passed through them all.

“Forty-six point five seconds,” Whirlwind said the moment he passed the finished line, her eyes on the timer.

As Prism slowed down and circled back to her, she was writing his time in the notebook. “Not a record?” he asked as he landed behind her, although he was fairly certain he knew the answer.

Whirlwind shook her head, but surprised him by saying, “You were only three seconds off; don’t worry, you will be doing this flight course two or three days from now again, so you’ll get a second chance.”

“Oh, cool,” Prism said, a little heartened by knowing he could try again later. “Although I wanted to break a record with you watching,” he added, moving close to her and pressing his body against hers.

“Aw, you’re sweet,” she replied as his hands slipped around her. “And apparently forgetful,” she added as one of his hand grasped her breast gently through her suit, while other rubbed her pussy, and he pressed his crotch against her ass. “Prism, I’m working.”

“Yeah, I know,” he said, kissing her neck as he squeezed her breast and run his hand deeper between her legs. “Didn’t stop you from feeling me up earlier.”

“Mmm…” she moaned and bit her lip. “Yeah, but then I didn’t have to check time for everybody. This is distracting.”

“Well, that back then was pretty distracting for me too,” Prism replied. He moved his hand up to where her zipper was hidden and moved it down, past her boobs. Despite her words, Whirlwind did nothing to stop him as he slipped his hand into her suit and caressed her boobs. “You don’t really seem to mind,” he pointed out as she arched her back, rubbing her ass against his crotch, no doubt feeling his raging boner.

“Well, it has been a while,” she replied with a lustful glance as he dry humped her. She still hold the timer in her hand, but moved the notebook under her arm and her other moved down and entwined with his at her pussy. “Mmm, can’t wait for the flight courses to be over for today,” Whirlwind purred, leaning her head against him, giving him a better access to her neck.

“Speaking off,” Prism began, his hand squeezing her breast and flicking her nipple, “what do you have in mind?”

“Oh, wouldn’t you like to know,” Whirlwind replied, amused.

“Duh,” Prism replied, nibbling on her neck.

“You will know when you need too, trust me,” she said, a glimmer in her eye.

Despite not really minding that he was going to be kept in the dark for now, Prism was about to ask for some more details. However, he noticed in the corner of his eye that other trainees had finally started to get close, having passed the last turn. A bit regretfully, he kissed Whirlwind one last time before stepping back, not wanting her to be distracted when they would start passing the finish line.

He knew he would get more from her before this day was over.

Several hours later, Prims groaned quietly as the hot water poured down on him. With Whirlwind as his instructor, he had put way more effort into the flight courses than during the previous two days, making the shower seem so much more relaxing than ever.

Other men from the Academy, both trainees and instructors, were there too. The showers were only divided by genders in the Wonderbolt Academy. Prism couldn’t help but wonder if that wasn’t the case, if the showers were co-ed, would Whirlwind want to have sex there?

Kinda looked like that today, he mused, recalling their conversations. Hm, better not think too much about that though. Around him, under the showers were other guys; though it was an unspoken rule to not look at another’s guy junk, they might notice if he’d get an erection. He didn’t want to explain why he’d got a boner while in men’s shower.

Prism listened to the other guys talking about various things, ranging from complaining about some courses or instructors to sports… or him and Whirlwind. Apparently undisturbed by him standing right there, some trainees from his group talked about how the two of them all but had sex in front of them.

“Jealous?” he asked out loud, leaning to the side to look at the ones talking about it.

They looked slightly abashed - Did they think they were quiet? - but one replied. “Well, duh, of course, but… um, aren’t you two even a bit embarrassed? I mean, she felt you up right in front of us.”

“Yeah, was sorta surprised when I realized neither of us was not,” Prism replied, frowning, but then shrugged. “Oh well, I suppose learning after our first time having sex that our friend saw us and having threesome with her like few hours later kinda helped with the whole ‘embarrassment’ issues.”

“Few hours?” somebody else asked. Prism glanced in his direction and recognized him as one of the Wonderbolts, one of the guys who had been so pitifully hitting on Whirlwind during the party. “You mean after that party?”

Not feeling any need to be hostile now, Prism nodded. “Yep.”

“Huh, well that explains that photo I guess. So who was that friend?” he inquired, sounding politely curious.

“Amber, not sure if you met her,” Prism replied, seeing no reason to hide it, as Whirlwind had already mentioned her to the other trainees during breakfast.

Guessing by his face, he had met her. “Oh, the one with the-”

“Big tits?” a voice came from the entrance to the showers. “Yep, that’s the one.”

Prism wasn’t sure if he should gasp or chuckle at the sight of Whirlwind, still in her Wonderbolt suit, entering the showers. Really should have seen this coming, he thought as she slowly approached. The guys around him started at her with wide eyes, with some of them covering their privates. Unnecessarily; her eyes were locked on Prism.

Still, there must have been some disbelief on this face, because as she had reached him, she smirked and asked, “Thought I wasn’t being serious?”

“Nope, just thought you’d be naked by now,” he replied, smirking in turn.

“And deprave you from the pleasure of undressing me from this weirdly sexy suit?” she asked, arching her brow. “Besides, where would I keep these?”

He glanced at her raised hand, where she held a wrapper of a condom. Smirking, he took it, and with his other hand he pulled her towards himself and started kissing her. She wrapped her arms around him, pressing her clothed body to his naked and wet one, pushing him back into the shower.

Prism turned her around so that he could press her against the wall, moving her up a bit to kiss her neck comfortably while one of her legs wrapped around him. He noticed in the corner of his eye that the guys were either trying to look away, hasting to leave, or just openly staring, but he didn’t care about any of them. His world was now reduced to him and Whirlwind.

One of his hands went between her legs, rubbing her pussy through her suit, while other went to the zipper. He brought it down, only to her belly button for now, and rolled the two halves of the upper part of the suit down her back, revealing her breasts. Sparing only enough time to get her arms from her sleeves, Prism raised her higher and bend his head down a little to lick her nipples. Whirlwind moaned in pleasure and writhed against him, her fingers running through his hair. Her moans increased as he wrapped his lips around her nipple and sucked it, before putting her back on the ground, his free hand coming to squeeze her other breasts as he returned his mouth her hers, kissing her passionately. Whirlwind replied in kind, entwining her tongue with his, pressing her crotch against his hand.

Feeling her pussy through her suit caused Prism dick to burn with desire. He brought his hand, where between his fingers he held the wrapper, broke the kiss to bite it (carefully) open, then quickly put the condom on. With his manhood now ready, he returned his attention to the rest of Whirlwind’s suit.

He kneeled, grabbing the suit around her waist and pulling it down. At it slid past her crotch, Prism leaned closer and dragged a slow lick across her pussy, causing her to moan. She raised one leg to help him get the suit off, then the other one. Finally naked, she tossed the suit away while Prism slipped his tongue past her opening inside of her walls. Whirlwind gasped, and he felt her hand on the back of his head push him against her pussy. Knowing she was getting impatient, Prism smirked, then withdrew a bit and flicked her clit with his tongue, stimulating her further. Whirlwind raised her leg again and placed it on his shoulder, pressing her pussy against his face, her hand and leg putting pressure on him. When Prism looked up, he saw her free hand playing with her breast. Her eyes were on him, though when she noticed him looking at her, she nodded slightly to the side.

Glancing in that direction, Prism realized that almost half of the guys had already left. A lot out of those staying where openly staring at them… and more than one was jerking off to them. Seems we are putting quite a show for them, Prism mused, his eyes quickly returning to Whirlwind.

Wrapping his lips around her clit, he brought a hand to her opening and rubbed it gently with his fingers while he sucked her love button. Feeling her body to shake and hearing her gasp, he decided after a few more seconds to move to the next part. The main part of the show, one might say.

He leaned back and slid from under her leg, raising. Whirlwind bend down a bit to press his lips against hers, and as they kissed, Prism placed his dick along her opening, drenching it with her fluids, while both of them moaned into each others mouth. With practiced ease, he aligned his hips so that the head of his cock was right at her entrance, and slid it inside.

Whirlwind broke the kiss to utter a lustful groan into the sky. She wrapped her leg again around him as he slid more of his dick inside of her, feeling the familiar tightness and warmth around it. As he bottomed out, he quickly pulled back and started thrusting at a steady pace. It had only been three days, but it felt like way longer since he had felt her walls clamping around his dick, milking it for all it’s worth. He pounded into her relentlessly, forgetting about all the flight courses, Wonderbolts Academy, other trainees, many of whom was still watching, just concentrating at the wonderful feeling around his penis, the feeling of her body pressing against his, the heat of their union and of the water pouring on them. He thrust again again, kissing her neck as he listened to her moans and the sounds of their genitals squelching and balls slapping against her. Whirlwind’s nails almost punctured the skin on his back, so it seemed to him, as she rolled her hips along with his rhythm, probably having longed for him as much as he had for her.

“Well,” he heard her gasp, “color me impressed. I had thought you’d not last long after so many days.”

Prism turned his head to glance at her and smirked. ‘You thought I would cum and stop fucking you? Not a chance. I’m going to keep this up for a while.”

Truth be told, he was worried how long he could keep it up; as Whirlwind had said, it had been some time. However, he hadn’t had time to ponder on it too much as he heard her giggle.

“Oh please, think I would let you off the hook that easily?” she asked with a wink. “If you’d cum, I would suck that monster cock of yours until you were hard again.”

“As if you need an excuse to suck it,” Prism teased, giving her a particularly hard thrust. “I know how wet you get when my spunk goes down your throat.”

“Look who’s talking,” Whirlwind replied in kind, having some difficulty to stop moaning to speak. “You love the taste of my pussy.”

“Oh, I’m not denying it,” he said, bending to kiss her neck, then her lips. “Although I maybe love fucking it more.”

Having said that, he pulled out completely, causing Whirlwind to look at him with surprise. Without pausing to explain, Prism took her leg off his waist, grabbed her and turned her around. Understanding, Whirlwind placed her hands on the wall, propping herself against it as she arched her back. Holding her hips, Prism positioned his dick against the opening of her pussy from behind and shoved it in, only to pull back and start thrusting. With this position allowing him to get a faster pace, soon the showers were filled with very loud slapping sounds, accompanied by Whirlwind’s moans and his grunts.

She glanced over her shoulder at him, her mouth open. “Mmm…” Whirlwind groaned, then added, “Give them a little show,” she winked, shaking her ass a bit as he pounded against it.

I thought we were already giving them a pretty good one, Prims noted, amused, but didn’t have anything against obeying.

Nodding with understanding and winking, he brought one hand off her hips, raised it, and smacked it against her ass. This prompted Whirlwind to utter a lustful moan, which resonated across the showers along with the sound the slap had made. Prism leaned closer to her, his hand moving along her body to grab her breast and squeeze it as he pressed his lips close to her ear.

“Good enough?” he asked in a whisper.

Instead of replying, Whirlwind once again turned her head over her shoulder, trying to kiss him. Twisting his head to properly align, Prism happily kissed her, sliding his tongue into her mouth and wrestling with her tongue.

“More,” Whirlwind whispered when they broke the kiss. Her beautiful blue eyes stared into his as she continued, “Fuck me until I can’t walk, I want to be sore when I wake up tomorrow. Show them how to screw,” she added, nodding again at their crowd.

Slightly confused as to why she put an emphasis on “them”, Prism glanced at the on-lookers again. To his surprise, he saw that there weren’t just guys there anymore. Five girls were standing there too, staring at them with wide eyes. Some of them were wearing only towels around themselves - probably having been going back to their quarters before they came here (whether some guys brought them here or he and Whirlwind were so loud they could hear them from the corridor, Prism didn’t know) - while others already clothed, all with wet hair suggesting that they had just recently finished showering themselves.

Naturally, Prism had recovered much quicker than them. He grinned and winked at them, then turned back to Whirlwind. “Think people will start taking example from us?” he asked, releasing her breast and moving his hand down her body.

“Tired of seeing just naked guys, huh?” she replied, her lips briefly lining into a smirk before she opened them again to give voice to her pleasure. Prism’s hand had made it’s way between her legs, and he was now rubbing her pussy as he fucked her, feeling his own dick inside of her body. “Oooh… maybe, if they get turned on enough,” Whirlwind said, probably as excited at the thought as he.

Smiling, and, wondering what he had done to deserve such an amazing girlfriend, Prism kissed her again, then leaned back. With a last brush of his fingers across her pussy, he brought his hand for another loud slap before placing it again on her hip. Squeezing her hips, he brought them towards himself in time with his thrust, increasing the intensity of their lustful fucking.

“You like that?” he asked Whirlwind after a particularly loud moan.

“Yes!” she shouted in reply, her eyes closed.

“You like the feeling of my cock spreading your insides?”

“Yes! I love it! Give me more of your cock! I want you to fuck me so hard I’ll feel it tomorrow! Make me moan so loudly everybody in the Academy gets here, I want them all see us and be jealous!” Whirlwind opened her eyes and looked at their audience, before turning to him. “Let’s make them even more worked up. I want to see the chicks get wet and guys grow hard.”

Already done, Prism mused, glancing at their spectators.

That the guys had got boners watching them he had known since they had started. In fact, it looked that some of those that had started jerking off to them had already climaxed. The girls, however… there was now more of them. Some were keeping to the edge of the showers, blushing fiercely and looking as if trying to cover their eyes, but they were still there, still watching them, and as Prism’s eyes turned to regard them, he noticed that one was pressing her hand between her legs.

Others were more open about this. One had slipped a hand into her pants while standing in between other people, another let her towel fall to the ground and she masturbated, naked, while kissing with one of the guys. A few more had also started making out with them; Prism vaguely recalled that some of his fellow trainees were actually couples already. As he regarded them, one guy had helped his girlfriend lose her towel and pushed her gently against the wall, entering her. She was red on her face, and seemed embarrassed, but didn’t object and wrapped her hands and legs around her boyfriend as they started to fuck.

Seeing people move away from them and some turning to regard them, Prism got a sudden urge to ‘win them back’. He just felt he and Whirlwind deserve more attention. Am I getting jealous that people are watching others having sex instead of us? he wondered, slightly surprised by the realization. However, he didn’t paid that thought much mind; he leaned close to Whirlwind and asked her, “Wanna change things up a bit?”

“Getting tired?” she asked teasingly, glancing back. Before Prism could think of a smart reply, Whirlwind winked and added, “Sure; lay down on the floor.”

Eagerly obeying, Prism stopped thrusting his hips, and pulled out of her pussy. A little break from stimulating his dick, even as short as this would be, was going to be useful, anyway. Now he really didn’t want to cum, not with all those people having sex around them (two more couples had joined).

He laid down on the floor, carefully positioning so that water from the shower wouldn’t be falling straight on his face. As his dick stood proud in attention, Prism kept his eyes on Whirlwind; didn’t want to seem too cocksure by checking out the girls’ reaction to seeing his penis in all of its glory (he was certain he heard a girl gasp… at least, he thought it was a girl). For him, it was more enough to see Whirlwind eyeing his manhood and licking her lips.

Half-expecting her to take off his condom and start sucking him off - licking her lips like that sorta gave a ‘cock hungry vibe’ - Prism was slightly surprised when she moved to stand atop of him, her legs on both sides of his hips. With some satisfaction, he had noticed as she made those steps she slightly shook. Whirlwind kneeled down slowly, spreading her legs and helping his dick align better with her hand as it slid inside of her. As it had just left it, her pussy offered little resistance, accepting it back into its wet folds. Whirlwind groaned and arched her back feeling him fill her again, before she bend down to Prism, placing her hands near his shoulders.

Prism run his hands across her back as she started bouncing her hips, and leaned closer to his ear. “How close are you?” she whispered.

“Not close, but I can still manage some more,” Prism replied in the same voice. “You?”

“Same… I think,” Whirlwind amended, humping his crotch. “Getting close. Try to not cum before me, alright?”

“Of course,” Prism said, surprised that she felt it was necessary to tell him.

He understood why as she winked at him. She had an idea.

“After I’ll have an orgams - arching my back so they can all admire my tits - I’ll dismount you. I’ll stay on my knees as you’ll get up I’ll start sucking your dick. Away from the shower; I want you to cum on my face,” Whirlwind explained, smiling lustily. “Show them off how much cum you’ve got in your balls.”

Prism could only smirk in reply. “I love you,” he said, kissing her.

Whirlwind kissed him back, staying atop of him with her body pressing into his for a few more heartbeast, before breaking the kiss and pulling back. Straightening, she looked him in the eyes before picking up the pace. Prism placed his hand on her hips, and Whirlwind covered them with hers, arching her back as she bounced fast and hard. He was entranced by the sight of her boobs moving up and down along with her, and was certain their audience was too. The pressure on his dick was slowly becoming unbearable for him, but he held on; he really liked what Whirlwind had in mind.

Still, he hoped she wasn’t too far from reaching her orgasm. Prism looked at her as she panted, keeping his hand down, perhaps not wanting him to ruin their audience the view by grasping her boobs (although the way she was sitting it would be a tad difficult to reach them for him). Not that he minded, he quite enjoyed helping her bring her hips down on him. Her pace started becoming quicker, the intervals between when he was hilted inside of her and when only his head remained grew shorter. Her moans were starting to get louder, too.

Finally, with a loud scream, Whirlwind came, her body shuddering and her pussy tightening around his dick. Prism groaned as she rode her orgasm on top of him, feeling his own approaching rapidly. “Dubz,” he gasped as she slowly rolled her hips.

Whirlwind looked at him, her eyes a bit hazy, but she nodded and, with some difficulty, raised above him, freeing his dick, then laid on her ass on the floor, moving slightly away from the running water. Remembering her plan, Prism rose, and - finding some problems with standing straight and walking - he took a few steps to stand before her.

Supporting herself on one arm, her legs splayed away, Whirlwind brought her hand to his dick and, after taking off the condom, took it into her mouth, sucking it enthusiastically. Prism gasped as she started bobbing up and down his shaft, feeling her tongue work underside it. He brought one hand to the back of her head, grasping it and running fingers through her wet hair. Whirlwind seemed to like it, cause she winked at him, and leaned back, her tongue dancing around his tip before she swallowed his dick whole again.

“Dubz,” Prism groaned again, this time because he felt he was about to cum.

Though he was certain Whirlwind heard him, she continued to suck him. Before he could do anything else, he felt a strong pressure in his dick as his balls empties their load down her throat. Almost immediately, Whirlwind pulled back, letting his cock slid out of her mouth, causing most of his shot of cum to land right on her face, as well as the next ones. Three shots in total splashed her face, almost coloring it white. As Prism breathed heavily, spent, Whirlwind smiled at him, to which he replied with a smile as well.

Slowly, she tilted her head to regard their audience, and, as Prism knew, to let them see her face. Glancing at them, Prism saw that now there were five couples fucking within the showers, not counting them, and others were all pretty much openly masturbating at this point. The closest girl, fingers in her pussy, was looking at Whirlwind with disbelief, then glanced at Prism and blushed when she noticed him seeing it. Guys were looking at him with envy. Some of the couples too were looking at them even as they fucked, probably stimulated even further by their sight.

“Hm, we seem to have started an orgy,” Whirlwind mused out-loud as she started to clean her face, as if only now noticing it.

“Sorta looks that way,” Prism agreed, lowering himself down to the floor and sitting beside her.

She giggled and crawled close to him, pressing against his body and kissing his lips. “You’ve got more strength left, right?” Whirlwind asked as they embraced one another. “I wanna show them how long real lovers can fuck.”

Prism smirked. “So, we’re staying until everybody leaves?”

“Yep.”

“Good,” he replied, rolling her over onto her back and moving atop of her.

A part of his mind wondered how long they’ve been fucking, but he was too occupied to put any real thought into it. All he knew is that, as he thrusted from behind into Whirlwind, who was now down on all fours, when he noticed somebody leaving through the door and he looked around, they were all alone.

“Well, it’s official - we’re the best,” he told Whirlwind, leaning down to play with her tit and kiss her on the cheek.

She glanced back over her shoulder. “Was there every any doubt?”

Prism chuckled, slowing down a bit as he straightened. “Of course not,” he said, slapping her almost gently on the ass.

“Mmm… harder,” Whirlwind moaned. Prism, not sure if she meant for him to slap her harder or just start thrusting harder, did both; slapped her again, this time putting more strength into it, and began to pound against her with renewed vigor. “That’s more like it,” she said, gasping. She looked back at him as he thrusted into her, smiling, but then added. “Hang on, I wanna try something else. Lie down.”

Nodding, he pulled out of her and laid on the floor. It was still wet, even though sometime ago they had turned off the showers. Considering how long they must have been there, they would have probably bankrupted the Wonderbolt Academy. Prism made a mental note to take a shower later when they would finish (or better yet, as they would be finishing) as Whirlwind moved atop of him, then turned around so he was seeing her back as she slid down, letting his dick back inside her pussy.

He run his hand along her body as she started moaning again. “Oh yes,” she exclaimed as she started humping him, while he thrusted his hips in sync with her. “Yes… you like this position, huh?” Whirlwind asked, glancing back at him.

“I like every position,” he reminded her, smirking.

She giggled in breaks between soft moans. “We should have done it before; it is a touch more revealing.”

“Oh, so you like to have me fuck you as you show off your bouncing tits to everybody?” Prism asked teasingly. “Well then, guess we know what we’ll do tomorrow.”

“Yep, good thinking,” Whirlwind said, her eyes closed as she started to hump him faster. “We’ll do it when fuck again tomorrow,” she moaned, turning her head back away. “Oh, you can’t wait, can’t you? Screwing in front of everybody, see them either burn with jealousy, jack off or have sex right next to us? Feeling my hot moist pussy squeeze your monster of a dick-” she suddenly cut off in the middle of the sentence, stopping moving as well.

“Dubz?” Prism asked after a few seconds, confused. He leaned to the right, to look at her face. “I everything-”

He stopped mid-sentence. He could now see what caused Whirlwind to stop; she was staring at people standing at the entrance to the showers. Earlier her back was obscuring Prism the view, but now he could see too.

In the entrance stood his parents, Rainbow Dash and Soarin… and what’s worse, also Thunderlane and Cloudchaser, Whirlwind’s parents.

“So what brings you here?” Spitfire asked them after they finished greeting, sitting behind her desk again. “I assume this has something to do with your kids being here?”

“Yep,” Cloudchaser replied for all of them. “When we saw on the roster that Whirlwind will be on the instructor duty, we thought about coming to see how she’s doing. We hadn’t spend much time since she had returned to duty,” she explained, wincing slightly.

“And when they’ve mentioned it yesterday during our get-together, we thought we’ll tag along and check on Prism,” Rainbow said, then, more seriously, asked, “He didn’t start too much trouble I hope?”

Spitfire chuckled and shook her head. “Not any that I would know off.”

Her words didn’t really put Rainbow at ease. “That doesn’t prove much…” Noticing her husband Soarin rolling his eyes, she changed the subject. “So, how is he doing then?”

“I’m happy to see that he easily the best of all trainees,” Spitfire replied, much to her delight. “Definitely a Wonderbolt material, every other instructor at the Academy who had seen him doing our flight courses agrees that he won’t have much problem being advanced from the Reserves. Well, assuming he will pass the entrance exam first of course.”

Rainbow Dash nodded, recalling how her exam went. She’d make sure Prism understands he has to study for it.

But it wasn’t all Spitfire had to say about her son. “Oh, and you might be happy to know that he already broke three academy records.”

She beamed up hearing this. “Really?”

To her confusion, Spitfire grinned. “Yes - all yours.”

Rainbow blinked, surprised. “Oh... “

“You’re alright honey?” Soarin asked her, seemingly amused.

“Yeah, just conflicting emotions,” Rainbow replied, wondering if she was more proud of her son or annoyed that her record got beaten.

Well, more proud I guess, she decided.

“And how is our girl doing?” she heard Thunderlane ask Spitfire.

“She didn’t get anybody killed,” Spitfire started humorously. “Or wounded; you’d be surprised how often people had started the instructor duty with the latter. I was watching the video feed earlier from the security cameras around Academy grounds, watching how Whirlwind and other new instructors were doing. She took her duties seriously and did her best to act professionally.”

“Did her best?” Thunderlane repeated, frowning. “What do you mean?”

“Nothing,” Spitfire said, rolling her eyes. “Just didn’t yell at them as often as I would. Plus she and Prism kinda kept teasing each other.”

Yeah, sounds about right, Rainbow thought as Thunderlane sighed and Cloudchaser giggled.

“You heard that the two of them got together?” Cloudchaser asked Spitfire.

“I might have noticed,” Spitfire replied.

Rainbow couldn’t help but notice that she had seemed amused as she had said that. Just how those two kids had been teasing each other? she wondered, curious what Spitfire had seen on the security feed.

“And you put her in charge of Prism’s group?” Soarin asked.

She shrugged. “There are no rules against it. Sometimes I wonder what you two would have done if you were on instructor duty when those three were trainees,” Spitfire told Soarin, smirking. Nodding at him and Rainbow, she added, “Probably got together sooner, huh?”

Considering some stuff they had done on the Academy grounds after they started dating while both of them were on instructor duty, Rainbow guessed that Spitfire wasn’t too far off.

Before either she or Soarin could reply, Spitfire waved her hand. “Anyway, I’m sure you’d like to find your kids and catch up with them. We can talk later.”

“Thanks,” Rainbow said, as all of them saluted, more out of habit than actual necessity. “See you later.”

“So,” Cloudchaser chat up as they closed the door, “feeling sore over losing some records?”

Rainbow snorted with laughter. “A bit,” she admitted, as they began to walk down the hallway, “but if anybody had to beat them, I’m glad it was one of my sons.”

“I wonder if it was smart letting Whirlwind be Prism’s group’s instructor,” Thunderlane muttered, more to himself than to them.

“Why’s that?” Soarin asked him.

“You’d know if you had a daughter,” Thunderlane replied, and although he’s face was serious, his voice had a note of amusement.

“Fair enough,” Soaring agreed, seemingly ending this discussion.

“Oh, come on you two,” Cloudchaser exclaimed, nudging her husband playfully. “What, do you think the two of them would make out in front of the other trainees or something?”

Rainbow and Soarin chucked seeing Thunderlane frown at her as if that was exactly what he had been thinking.

“I wonder why Spitfire let her do that though,” Soarin said after a second, as if trying to improve Thunderlane’s humor. “Instruct Prism’s group I mean. Kind of doesn’t strike me as something she would do.”

“Maybe Whirlwind had convinced her somehow?” Rainbow said, smirking. “If I was in her place, I’d love to have an opportunity to boss my man around.”

Soarin smirked. “First time I heard that you needing an opportunity to do that,” he said, winking at her.

“Hm, I wonder where we can catch the kids at this time,” Rainbow heard Cloudchaser wonder as she grabbed Soarin’s hand and pressed closer to him.

“Mess hall?” Rainbow suggested. “That’s where we’re going right now. Although I suppose it couldn’t hurt to ask somebody,” she added, noticing two trainees coming from the opposite direction of the hallway.

They were busy talking, but when they were about to pass each other they looked at them… and stopped, staring. Rainbow Dash suppressed a smirk; she could still remember how she had first reacted upon meeting Wonderbolts.

“Hi,” she told them. “Listen, could you help us out? We were looking for Prism Bolt, one of the trainees, and Whirlwind, she was a new instructor today? Do you know where they are?”

To her slight confusion, the two trainees shared a looked before either of them replied. “Um, yes, I think we’ve seen them…” one started, stammering. “Um…”

“I think they should still be in the men’s shower- I-I mean, locker room,” the other one amended, his eyes growing even wider. “Around it. They were, um…”

“Talking,” his friend finished for him, her mouth curling into a nervous smile. “Yep, Whirlwind wanted to talk with him about something, right?”

“Yeah, that’s right,” the other quickly agreed, nodding. “Anyway, we need to go, bye!” he said, and both of them all but bolted past them.

“What’s their problem?” Thunderlane wondered, confused.

“They were probably nervous about meeting their idols,” Rainbow replied nonchalantly. “Anyway, we know where to go now, let’s go,” she said, taking a turn on the next corridor that would lead them to men’s locker room; fortunately, they weren’t too far away.

“What would Whirlwind need to talk about with Prism that it couldn’t wait?” Soarin wondered, glancing at the parents of said girl. “I mean, it had to be something important if she couldn’t have waited until they were somewhere more private?”

“Come to think of it,” Cloudchaser mused, frowning, “I thought the flight courses usually end about two hours ago.”

“Maybe Spitfire now holds them up longer,” Rainbow replied, shrugging, as they entered the lockers room. She looked around; there was no soul here. “Where the heck are they?”

Soarin opened his mouth, then paused and raised his hand. “Wait - do you guys here that?”

Rainbow listened in; now that he pointed that out, she could hear some voices coming from the showers… and weird sounds that were altered by the echo. Although it kinda sounded like.

… No, she thought, shaking her head. Surely they couldn’t be having sex there right now...

Still, it was a direction, so since there was no way they would be doing that, she began to head towards the showers, followed by the others. Just as she was about to enter it, she heard something that made her pause.

“Oh, you can’t wait, can’t you?”

That was definitely Whirlwind’s voice. Except it has some strange tone it, as if she was… moaning. Rainbow, shocked, turned to exchanged confused look with the others, before entering the showers.

What they saw inside made them wish they hadn’t.

“Screwing in front of everybody, see them either burn with jealousy, jack off or have sex right next to us?” Whirlwind said as she bounced on top of Prism; at least, Rainbow thought (or rather hoped at this point) that it was her son. They couldn’t see his face, it was obscured by Whirlwind’s naked body, and all they could see were his legs, flapping balls and penis that kept disappearing inside of her pussy. Whirlwind, still with her eyes closed, continued to dirty talk (and scar her parents for life), “Feeling my hot moist pussy squeeze your monster of a dick-

As she opened her eyes and saw them standing there, her voice failed her. She stared at them they had stared at her, stopping moving. Prism had noticed something was wrong, because he began to lean from behind her. “Dubz?” he asked, his voice sounding concerned. “Is everything-”

He too lost his voice as he saw them.

His jaw dropped. He tried to say something, anything, as his brain tried to comprehend what he was seeing. They parents seemed to have the similar problem; they were standing at the entrance to the showers (where, as he had just now realized, laid several used condoms), staring at them with wide eyes as his penis stretched Whirlwinds pussy’s, their genitals on full display.

As it turned out, Whirlwind was the first one to recover. “H-hi Mom, D-dad...” she said quietly, shaking. “H-hello, Mrs. Rainbow Dash, Mr. Soarin…”

Gulping nervously, Prism raised a hand and waved. “H-hi… w-what are you doing here?” he asked, wondering just why in the name of every higher power their powers had to come here.

His father shook his head, seemingly recovering somewhat; still, as he answered, he wasn’t meeting their eyes or even looking at them. “We, um, heard that Whirlwind was this week put on instructor duty, thought we would come and see you both. The other trainees told us you were here, ‘talking’.”

“Guess that explains why they were so nervous when they answered,” his mother added, rubbing her eyes. “Whirlwind, would you mind get off my son, and both of you covering yourself?”

“Preferably before your father snaps?” Cloudchaser added, looking at her husband who was staring at them without showing signs of life, save for a twitch of one eyelid.

Whirlwind quickly got off him, and Prism scrambled off the floor, both of them hiding behind a wall in the middle of the showers. They looked at each other, Prism’s own fear, shock and embarrassment reflected in hers.

“This couldn’t have just happened,” Whirlwind whispered as they heard their parents walk away, probably deciding to wait in the locker room. She grabbed her head and shook it. “How could something like that happened?!”

“I dunno…” Prism said, as confused as her. He grabbed his towel and tied it around his waist, then checked how dry was Whirlwind’s suit; fortunately, when later they took out another wrapper from her pocket they put her suit on a dry shelf further away. “H-how long do you think they were there?”

“I don’t know… I opened my eyes and they were already there,” she said, covering her face. “Oh fuck, they must have heard me talking...”

Considering what she had been saying, Prism couldn’t blame her for being mortified. “Hey, c’mon, it’s not the end of the world,” he said, trying to cheer her up. “I mean, our parents are cool… and your dad isn’t really going to kill me, isn’t he?” he asked, slightly worried about his reaction.

“No, I don’t think so… although you might want to try to get to stand next to the exit,” Whirlwind replied, smiling sheepishly; Prism was hoping she was making a joke, both because he hated seeing her unhappy like that, and because he wanted to survive. “I mean, if you’d get out of the locker room you should be fine, Dad can’t keep up your level of speed of a long distance.”

“Good, I always wanted to be remembered as a trainee that run from one of the senior members of the Wonderbolts covered only by a towel,” Prism joked nervously.

Whirlwind chuckled, then smirked. “You really think that going at that speed you’d keep that towel?”

He couldn’t not snort with laughter. Prism shook his head and leaned to kiss her. “You’re amazing,” he told her, truly meaning that.

“I know,” Whirlwind replied, her hand squeezing his ass through the towel. “You’re not so bad either. I’m sure we’ll be able to explain this to our parents somehow… and, you know, not speak to them for a few months after this.”

“Yeah, couldn’t agree more.”

As soon as they left the showers, wanting to wait for the kids in the locker room, Thunderlane starter pacing back and forth. “I’m gonna kill him,” he stated as he slowly recovered from the shock.

He heard his wife sigh, while Rainbow snorted. “No you’re not,” she said, then added, “At least not until I’m done with him.”

Now it was Soarin’s turn to sigh. “Rainbow, don’t be a hypocrite. We too had-”

“Yeah, at night, when we were alone,” Rainbow cut him off. “You’ve seen how those two earlier had reacted. Plus, the thing Whirlwind had said…”

Thunderlane turned away, not wanting to recall that. His little girl, saying such… things… It must have been Prism’s fault, he thought, resuming his pacing. He somehow convinced her to do this in front of everybody.

He still couldn’t believe that his daughter was having sex; let alone that he had seen it. Thunderlane wasn’t naive, he knew that sooner or later Whirlwind would start having sex (after all, him and Cloudchaser hardly waited until they were married, despite what he might had told their daughter when she was younger), but it would have never, in his wildest nightmares, crossed his mind that she would have… looked like this! In public place, with people watching!

“Speaking of Whirlwind...” he heard his wife speak up. Thunderlane looked at Cloudchaser as she continued. “Well, this is a men’s locker room and showers. Kinda looks like Prism wasn’t the one who, um, initiated this.”

His eyes grow wider, hearing her talk about their daughter like this, but as he thought about what she had said, he found sense in her reasoning. Which only made things worse for him.

“What the hell’s wrong with them?!” he asked, his question directed at nobody in particular. “Both of them! Don’t they have any shame?!”

Soarin cleared his throat, making all of them turn to look at him. “Not that I am happy that we saw them, or with what they had been doing earlier, but do we really want to argue with our kids about how they are having sex?”

Shuddering at Soarin’s last words, Thunderlane was about to reply when Rainbow beat him to it.

“So what, we should say ‘Oh, so you’re having orgies, that’s cool’?” she asked, her frown indicating what she had thought of that.

“Oh please,” Soarin replied nonchalantly, “if those were any other trainees that we would have seen and knew what they’ve done, you’d have loudly congratulated them.”

Rainbow cheeks grew red. “No, I would not!” As her husband raised eyebrows, she rolled her eyes. “Okay, maybe, but those weren’t any other trainees.”

Cloudchaser spoke up. “Let’s just talk with them and see what they have to say about this. Also, I think we should all be glad that they’ve at least had been using condoms. I am so not ready to be a grandparent.”

Thunderlane nodded, not even wanting to think how much worse this situation would have been if Whirlwind had gotten pregnant. But how can we be sure if those condoms laying around where theirs? he wondered. For obvious reasons, when earlier Prism’s penis was on full display he hadn’t looked closely enough to tell if they had been using one or not.

Just then, they all noticed the sound of approaching footsteps. As one, they turned towards the entrance to the showers, where after a heartbeat Whirlwind and him came though. Thunderlane frowned, the sight of the man who had so openly defiled his little girl making him furious.

Whirlwind could feel Prism tense beside her. She couldn’t blame him; her father was staring at him as if with an intention to kill. Also, though she doubted it was intentional, their parents stood in between them and the locker room’s exit, meaning he couldn’t run away too easily.

She cleared her throat and start. “Listen, we’re really sorry you had to… see that,” she started, feeling her cheeks burn with embarrassment.

Prism nodded and added. “We didn’t know you were going to visit us.”

“Yeah, we should have called first, silly us,” Rainbow said sarcastically. “We should have know if we won’t we might walk into you two having sex in a public place.”

“Well, to be fair, you did walk into the showers,” Prism countered sheepishly. “That’s not exactly a public place. I mean, what did you expect?”

His mother frowned at him, though Whirlwind knew he had a point.

Soarin raised his hands in gesture of reconciliation. “Look, why don’t forget for now that we saw you two having sex...”

I’d prefer to forget about it forever, Whirlwind commented in her thoughts.

“... and talk about what bothers us more; that you were having sex in public,” Soarin continued, then added, “With an actual public, if we are not mistaken.”

Her cheeks grew even hotter. Unable to meet their gazes, she looked away. “Um… you aren’t mistaken,” she said in a low voice.

She could hear her father groan angrily. “Why?” he asked, keeping his voice calm with obvious difficulty.

Whirlwind exchanged glances with Prism. How were they going to explain this? She doubted either of their parents would be happy with just “Because it was fun” for an answer.

“And for that matter,” her mother unexpectedly spoke up; Whirlwind wondered if she was trying to somehow make it easier for them to come up with an answer, “when exactly did you start having sex? You hadn’t been back together for too long. Assuming that you really did get back together shortly before that party,” Cloudchaser added.

She nodded. “Yes, we really did get back together then. As for when we started having sex… it was the same day actually,” she finished sheepishly.

Their parents looked at them, almost disapprovingly, but finally, after a heartbeat Rainbow sighed. “Well, they’ve been a couple for years earlier, I guess that counts,” she said, shrugging. “So you did that before or after the party?”

“What does that matter?” Thunderlane asked her, frowning.

“Just curious,” Rainbow replied.

In the meantime, Whirlwind had once again exchanged looks with Prism. “Actually…” Prism replied, smiling with embarrassment, “both.”

All four heads turned to him sharply. “Well, they’re young,” Soarin said, as if trying to defuse the situation.

Cloudchaser was about to nod in agreement, but she stopped in mid-motion. “Wait. Didn’t the two of you leave with that friend of yours, Amber?”

Oh, mother of Celestia, no, Whirlwind uttered in her thoughts.

She heard Prism clear his throat, but even before he said anything, their parents stared at them with eyes as wide as when they’d walked in on them minutes ago. Apparently, their obvious nervousness was an answer enough.

“You’re kidding,” Thunderlane said, looking from one to the other. “You… just had sex for the first time and then a few hours later had a threesome?”

Whirlwind wasn’t sure what to say. She was happy that at least her father wasn’t angry anymore, or at least, not as much, but she didn’t really like seeing him so confused. Also, she noticed that Prism’s father was looking at him with something akin to pride, which annoyed her a bit.

“Yes,” she said, sighing. “Amber is a good friend, and she had helped me a lot during this past month. So when she asked, and gave me very good reasons why she wanted to have a threesome with us, we couldn’t just refuse.”

“Yeah, I bet,” Thunderlane muttered, frowning at Prism. “I’m sure your boyfriend agreed to have sex with her just because of that.

Whirlwind frowned hearing his choice of words. “Dad, that was a threesome,” she pointed out. “That means I had sex with her too.”

They once again glanced at her with surprise, but to a small surprise, that didn’t cause much reaction. She had expected at least some concern about her sexuality or something. However, before she could ponder too much about it, Prism’s mom asked a question that took her by surprise.

“So, how long did you had sex that day in total?”

Everybody turned to look at her. “What does it matter?” Cloudchaser asked, confused.

“Hey, first I hear that he beat my records in the Academy, then that they had a threesome the same day they’d started having sex,” Rainbow replied. “At least I want to know that I had a longer first time than they had.”

As they continued to stare at her with confusion, Soarin sighed loudly and rolled his eyes. “Wow, your ego can’t stop you from competing even in a situation like this.”

“Oh shut up, you said you’ll be with me in health and illness,” Rainbow told him sternly, although there was a warmth in her gaze as she looked at him. Turning to Whirlwind and Prism, she asked, “So?”

Whirlwind gave a tired sight. “I dunno, five hours before the party and… four with Amber?” she asked, turning to Prism.

“Yeah, something around that. So nine in total,” he said, turning to their parents.

She too looked at them… and found all of them staring at them with open mouths. Whirlwind looked from one to another, not understanding. “What?”

First to recover was Rainbow Dash. “Nothing, just… shocked,” she said as the others slowly regained their composure. “And maybe a little jealous,” she added, looking away.

Cloudchaser cleared her throat. “So, um, how exactly did you come from having sex and threesomes into what was basically an orgy?”

Whirlwind sighed. “It wasn’t an orgy… well, at least, we didn’t mean it to be. I just wanted to have sex with Prism here, I didn’t know some other girls would come and people would start having sex too. And as for why we did it…” she said, remembering earlier question, “I… suppose you could say that knowing people were watching us made it more.. exciting,” she finished, smiling sheepishly. “I mean, sure, at first we were embarrassed just from thinking about something like that, but we quickly stopped caring about it; I mean, why should we be ashamed? We’re both hot and have great sex. Are you saying we should be ashamed?” Whirlwind finished, raising an eyebrow.

That caused their parents to get a little abashed. “No, of course not,” Cloudchaser quickly said. “It’s just… we didn’t quite expect you to do stuff like this, it will take us some time to get used to that. But we would never think you should be ashamed. Right?” she asked, turning to Thunderlane, her voice a bit forceful.

He sighed, but nodded and gave Whirlwind a weak smile. “Of course. Just please, for the love of Celestia, don’t do it someplace we can ran into you.”

“Well, next time give us a warning before you come visiting,” Whirlwind replied, smirking.

“Oh, trust us, we won’t even come to either of your apartments now without calling a day before,” Rainbow Dash said, waving her hand dismissively. She then cleared her throat and looked at her thoughtfully. “So, um… you said public sex is fun?”

This time, all heads turned to Rainbow. “Seriously?” Soarin asked, his eyes wide.

“What?” Rainbow asked innocently. “If they can do it, why couldn’t we give it a try someday? And don’t you dare eyeball me boy,” she told Prism sternly, who was also staring at his mother with shock. “We just walked in on you two having sex in public place where an orgy took place, you don’t get to say ‘oh, parent’s having sex, gross’.”

Prism opened his mouth, but no sound came from them; his mother had a good point.

“You’re really considering it, or are you just trying to scare the kids?” Soarin asked his wife.

“Maybe,” she replied, winking at him, then turning - much to Whirlwind’s torment - back to her. “So, you were saying?”

“Um…” Whirlwind mumbled, not really expecting to have to answer this. She opened her mouth, but just that minute her phone started to ring. Surprised - she forgot she even took it with her - she glanced at her pocket, but decided to not take it. “Let’s just ignore it,” she said, taking it off her pocket - the vibrations distracted her - and put it on of the lockers. Having done that, Whirlwind cleared her throat and started, “Well, yes, I mean… it’s exciting to know that other people are seeing you-”

Her phone beeped, signaling it started recording message. “Hi Whirlwind, it’s Amber!” Whirlwind blinked; she didn’t know she had set the voice so loudly that all could hear them. “Listen, just calling in to remind you about next weekend. Oh, and also, got a little surprise for you; I’m bringing toys this time!”

Whirlwind turned to stare at her phone, then facepalmed.

“Cya!”

Slowly, she turned to look at Prism and their parents; her boyfriend as embarrassed as her, the parents looking at her either with amusement or embarrassment as well.

“So,” Rainbow started, smirking, “how did you say it earlier? That you ‘couldn’t refuse’?”

Beside her, Prism sighed. “Mom,” he started, “don’t-”

“Hey, I’m not saying anything,” his mother quickly said, still smirking. “Heck, we’re damn proud of ya kid. Right?” she asked, glancing at Soarin, who gave a somewhat embarrassed nod.

Just as Whirlwind was about to once again think that it was slightly unfair how Prism’s parents were proud of him because of things like that, her mom spoke, “So, Whirlwind, how close friend is this Amber exactly?”

“W-well, not that close, we’re not dating in three or anything like that,” Whirlwind stammered, embarrassed. “But she is a very close friend to us, and since we had so much fun we decided to do it again.”

“I see,” her mom nodded, then raised an eyebrow and smirked. “So what kind of toys she was talking about?”

Whirlwind stared at her, surprised. “M-mom!”

“I was just kidding,” she said, sticking her tongue playfully.

“It wasn’t funny,” Thunderlane told his wife, causing her and Rainbow Dash to giggle. He sighed and continued; “Could we stop talking about how our kids are having sex?”

“Sure,” Rainbow replied, smirking, then turned to Whirlwind and Prism. “So, changing subject, what had Spitfire meant when she told us that you two kept teasing each other during flight courses?”

Thunderlane sighed loudly. “I was thinking about leaving the topic altogether, but…” he trailed off in defeat, rolling his eyes.

Once again, they exchanged glances, both smiling; compared to their earlier topics, this one wasn’t as bad. “Well, we first talked like we didn’t know each other,” Prism began, “with me calling her ‘ma’am’ and her calling me ‘trainee’...”

“Roleplay,” Rainbow nodded, grinning. “Nice.”

“Then when I finished one hundred laps as first, I was smirking because of us being basically alone for a few moments and because I liked our roleplay,” Prism continued, glancing at Whirlwind. “Dubz asked why I was smirking, and I said because I was thinking how much I’d like to f- have sex with her,” he corrected himself in the last moment.

Honestly, Whirlwind thought, rolling her eyes, considering that they saw us fucking, using the gentler word wouldn’t matter much. Besides, she added lusty, fuck sounds better.

She resumed paying attention, curious as to what Prism was going to say next… and how would their parents react.

“And then she squeezed my ass and massaged my boner through the suit.”

“Oh, mother of Celestia,” Thunderlane moaned in dismay.

Cloudchaser, on the other hand, snorted with laughter. “You made your boyfriend sprout a boner during flight courses?”

Whirlwind nodded and grinned. “Yeah, and then made him flying the obstacle course with it.”

Now everybody laughed, even her father, while Prism rolled his eyes. “Well, fortunately, I flew through it perfectly. Afterwards, Dubz commended me that I managed that, especially since I had some ‘baggage’, as she put it… and touched it.”

“I suppose by now we shouldn’t be shocked that you touch in public,” Soarin commented.

“Of course, Prism gave as good as he got,” Whirlwind said, not wanting to seem like the only one with grabby hands. “After he finished the race as first, he got behind me while I was waiting at the finish line and keeping an eye on the time of others, and started feeling me up through the suit, partially unzipped my suit and started squeezing my breasts.”

She paused, noticing the angry look her father was giving Prism. Perhaps we shouldn’t have gone into these many details, Whirlwind mused.

Clearing her throat, she added, “However, soon the other trainees started to get near the finish line, so he stopped so I could write down their times. After that we hadn’t exactly done much as exciting stuff. Just more role playing and stuff like that.”

“Wow,” Rainbow Dash said, sounding impressed. Glancing at her husband, she said, “Starting to wish you were my instructor; it sounds like the kids had lots of fun today. And that’s besides the orgy. Or breaking my records,” she added, winking at them.

Her comment caused Prism to smirk. “Hey, Mom, speaking of breaking your records, what is yours longest time having sex? Just curious.”

Whirlwind turned to look at him, both surprised and intrigued, while Rainbow Dash laughed hearing her son’s question. Soarin was rolling his eyes, whether at his wife or Prism Whirlwind did not know. Her mom, on the other hand, appeared to waiting for Rainbow’s answer, as if she too was curious. Her father, though...

“Well, since you ask…” Rainbow said, glancing at Soarin and grinning. “Our record is sixteen hours; a whole weekend of almost non-stop sex.”

“Sixteen hours?” Prism mused. Whirlwind could almost hear him smirk. “Okay then, we’re going to break it this weekend. Shouldn’t be much of a problem.”

“Um, Dad,” Whirlwind said, causing the other’s attention to turn to her and Thunderlane. “Are you alright?”

Her father had his gaze fixated on Prism, his eyelid was twitching and his hand was almost clenched, as if he held something in there (and considering his expression, the only things that fitted were knives or hammers).

“I’m… fine,” he said through the clenched teeth, still staring at Prism as if wanting to kill him. He shook his head and somewhat recovered. “Whirlwind, we kinda went through a lot this past half an hour; how about we’ll go to the mess hall eat something? You two can join us when you get dressed.”

“Um, yes, sure,” Whirlwind replied, glad that her father had calmed down.

Everybody else also agreed to the idea, so soon they were finally left alone, their parents going towards the mess hall. As the doors closed, both she and Prism sighed. “Well, that went well,” Prism said.

“Yeah…” she agreed, then gave him an amused look. “Were you trying to give my father a heart attack or something? Telling in front of him that you plan to fuck me for over sixteen hours.”

He chuckled uncomfortably. “Yeah, probably shouldn’t, but I just figured that considering everything we had already talked about - sex in the showers, Amber - we could talk about that too.”

“I suppose,” she agreed, smiling. She then drew closer to him and looked at him lustily. “So, you’re thinking about breaking your parent’s record?”

“Well, Amber was coming over for the weekend anyway, so…” he replied, smiling sheepishly.

Whirlwind smiled sheepishly as well, looking forward to the weekend.

Friends and/or Rivals are also Good Lovers, part I

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She could not help but burst with laughter hearing that.

“Really?!” Amber asked after a few moments, when her laughter died down a bit. “Your parents came at that moment?! Wow, I wish I could have been there,” she exclaimed, holding her sides. “I wish I could have seen their faces!”

Amber could hear both Whirlwind and Prism sigh as she laughed at their misfortune. The three of them were sitting on the couch in Prism’s apartment, with her in the middle and each of them on both her sides. The two of them had just returned from the Wonderbolt Academy, and were soon joined by Amber. She had come to listen to Prism’s exploits in the Academy and Whirlwind’s time with Wonderbolts (which, as it had turned out, also included being an instructor at the Academy), as well as… bring them gifts.

And have fun.

But as it turned out, they had a gift for her as well. Listening to their story about the time they’ve spent in the Academy, having sex in the showers in full view of other trainees and practically having orgies with them, was a treat enough, but to hear about their parents coming in on them lustily fucking? That was priceless!

“Oh, sweet mother of Celestia,” Amber exclaimed as she brushed her eyes; she was laughing so hard that tears came to her eyes. “I don’t think I ever laughed this hard.”

“Glad that the most horrific moment of our life is making you so happy you’re glowing,” Whirlwind said, her head leaning against her hand which she placed on the arm of the couch. “Literally.”

Amber glanced at her arm; Whirlwind was right, she was glowing. She blushed, mildly embarrassed; the trait she had inherited from her mother that caused her body to glow when she was happy was abashing from time to time.

She cleared her throat, regaining her composure. “Fine, busted,” Amber said, sticking her tongue out. “But admit it, it’s really funny.”

“It didn’t look so from where I was standing,” Prism muttered, his hands resting behind his head.

“More like where you were lying if I heard correctly,” Amber retorted. “So, what happened? Did Whirlwind’s dad emasculate you?”

Prism shuddered at the unpleasant image she put in his head. “Amber,” Whirlwind told her in chastening tone. “My dad wouldn’t do that. But yeah, he was angry, and we had to have a pretty embarrassing talk with our folks. But it all turned out alright.”

“I see. Pity they didn’t come earlier when there were other people there too,” Amber said, smirking. “I wonder if your parent’s would be inclined to join. Peer pressure and what not.”
“Yeah, pretty sure there wasn’t any of our parent’s peers among the people in the showers with us,” Prism replied, having recovered from earlier. “At least as far as ranks go. Also, I’m sure I’ll speak for Whirlwind too when I say we wouldn’t want to see either of our folks taking part in this.”

“Meh,” Amber said dismissively. “Anyway, wish I would have time to visit you; think I could have joined?” she asked, blinking seductively at one and the other.

“Of course,” Whirlwind replied, smirking and leaning closer to her. “Just think, how all of those guys would stare if you were there with us. In the shower, pressing your naked wet body against ours...” she trailed off, putting her hand on Amber’s thigh.

Amber’s heart started beating fast as Whirlwind moved herself close to her and brushed her thigh with her hand. “Well,” she replied, placing her hand on Whirlwind’s cheek and gazing at her lustily, “thanks to you two, I’m halfway there…”

Whirlwind raised one eyebrow. “Oh, really?” she said, her hand travelling up Amber’s body and sliding into her pants. She moaned quietly as Whirlwind brushed her pussy, her fingers tracing along her moist lips. “So it would seem. You are already wet,” Whirlwind said, glancing at Prism, who moved closer to Amber as well.

“And yet we hadn’t even gotten to the best part,” he said, putting one hand over her shoulders, the other on her midriff.

Amber turned her head to gaze at him while his hand slipped under her shirt and made it’s way towards her tits. “The best part? Did you continue to have those orgies through the rest of your time at the Academy?” she asked as Prism groped her breast, while Whirlwind slid a finger into her pussy.

Would certainly explain why they are so forward, she mused, enjoying the attention. Those orgies must have given them quite a confidence boosts. Not that I’m complaining.

“No,” Prism replied to her question, shaking his head, but then amended, “Well, I mean, yes, we had, but that’s not what we meant.”

“But you will tell me about those later too right?” Amber asked, smirking. When both of them rolled their eyes and nodded, she continued, “Then go ahead, what is this ‘best part’?”

Whirlwind and Prism, their hands still fondling her body, shared a look. Amber had a suspicion that they did that only to prolong this moment and make her more curious. Slightly annoyed, she reached with her hands to them; her left hand moved down from Whirlwind’s cheek to her boobs, squeezing them through her shirt, while her right moved towards the bulge in his pants. Amber smiled feeling his hard member, already imagining all the fun the three of them were going to have.

They finally looked back to her, smirking. “You know Prism’s parent’s, right?” Whirlwind started, her finger leaving Amber’s pussy and circling around it. “You know that his mother likes to be the best in everything she does?”

Amber nodded, curious where they were going with it.

“Well, during my week at the Wonderbolts Academy I broke several of her records,” Prism said, satisfaction clear on his face. “So back when we talked after they walked in on us, I thought I would ask what was my folks record at how long they had sex.”

Her eyes widened. Now she understood. Quickly smiling, she asked, “So, how long?”

“Sixteen hours over three days,” Prism replied. “Not counting breaks for sleep, food, and such.”

“I see…” Amber mused. “So, seeing how you’re telling me this and that I had already planned to stay for the rest of the weekend, I take that you want to beat your folks record with me?”

“Whom else?” Whirlwind answered with a question, as if it was obvious. “Of course, since it would be three of us, we would need to beat their record by a significant number to count. So,” she glanced at Prism, “we discussed it…”

“... and we think we could pull off twenty hours,” Prism finished. “What do you think?”

Amber giggled. “What do I think? I love this plan of ours!” She exclaimed, throwing her hands around them and hugging them. “I’m game! Also,” she added, smirking, “I had brought some things that I think might help us. Prism, be a sport and bring my bag, would you?” she asked, nodding at the bag she had brought with her.

Inside, there were several normal things, like clothes for change (Although it doesn’t look that I’ll need them.) and a toothbrush, but also some special items.

Prism nodded and, although a bit reluctantly, he let go of her boob and pulled away. As he stood up from the couch and walked towards her bag, Amber turned to Whirlwind. “Did you tell him?” she asked in a whisper, smiling expectantly.

“No, I wanted to do that together,” Whirlwind replied, her face mirroring her expression.

“Aww, you’re so sweet,” Amber teased, her now free hand grabbing her by her hips and bringing her closer to her.

“But remember,” Whirlwind added, her brow slightly furrowing, “he first fills me up.”

“Aww, lookit you, jealous over whom your boyfriend fucks bareback and fills with his cum first,” she teased her again.

Whirlwind gave a quiet, playful growl as she brought her leg around Amber and sit on her lap, straddling her. She brought her hand back from Amber’s pussy and put both around her head. “He’s mine,” she told her, supposedly in a challenging tone, but Amber could easily see lust in her eyes and knew it to be only a roleplay.

“Of course,” she replied, submissive; she liked the more confident Whirlwind and Prism. “Would you like me to hold him down for you? Oh, or maybe better hold you down for him?” Amber asked, her eyes sparkling. “You could lay on me on your back as he takes you, place your hand beside my tits…”

“Amber?” Prism’s question interrupted her. Both girls turned to look at him; he was standing near the couch, Amber’s bag in his hand. “Um, what are those?” he asked, lifting an object from it.

“Oh, that’s a strap-on,” Amber explained, looking at the fake penis belted into a harness-like panties. “One of the toys I’ve mentioned I’d bring.”

“Okay, but why…” Prism started, confused.

Amber smirked and answered his unfinished question, “Well, we can’t expect you to do all the work. After all, there is two of us when only one of you. But don’t worry,” she added, winking, and nodding at his crotch, “we’ll still prefer the real thing.”

Appeased, Prism put the strap-on back in the bag, then looked around it. He glanced at Amber. “So, you do not plan to use stuff like that on me, right?”

Amber snorted with laughter, joined quickly by Whirlwind. “Well,” Amber said after a few seconds, “I did not plan to, but-”

Prism shot her an unamused look, causing the girls to share a giggle again.

“No, we won’t do that to you,” she finished, shaking her head. Looking at him with lust, she added, “Your sexy ass is safe. Anyway, why won’t you take out what’s in that big side pocket?” Amber asked, pointing at the bulge at the side of the bag. “I think we’ll want to use that first.”

Taking some amusement in the worried expressions on Prism and Whirlwind’s faces (the bulge was quite big), Amber waited patiently, brushed her hands against Whirlwind’s toned ass as Prism unzipped the side pocket and took the object out.

“A camera?” Prism asked, surprise (And some relief I bet, Amber thought, amused) in his tone. He lifted the digital camera and asked, “Why do you think it will help us breaking the record?”

“Well,” Amber started, smiling mischievously, “it would be good to have a proof, right? If we record all of what we’ll do through those twenty hours, nobody would be able to say we didn’t break it.”

“You do realize we don’t actually want to show this to our parents, right?” Whirlwind asked her, frowning a little.

“Although,” Prism spoke up, glancing at the camera and raising an eyebrow, “it would be nice to have it recorded.”

“Oh, I didn’t say it wouldn’t be,” Whirlwind said, rolling her eyes.

“So it’s agreed then?” Amber asked, looking from one to the other with a smirk.

Both of them mirrored her expression. “Sure,” Prism replied, “just need to figure out where to put it to get the best angle.” He looked around his living room. “You want to start here or should we move this to the bedroom?”

Amber looked from him to Whirlwind. “I’m quite comfortable here at the moment, she said, giving Whirlwind’s ass a squeeze.

“Gee, I wonder why,” Whirlwind said, amused, as she grinded her crotch against her.

She was about to add something, probably say whether to stay in the living room or move to the bedroom, but Prism interrupted her.

“Hey, Amber?” he asked, his hand rummaging through her bag. “Didn’t you say you’d bring condoms too?”

Whirlwind exchanged looks with her; both of them smirked, imagining his reaction. “Actually…” Amber started, turning to Prism.

“... there is something we’d like to tell you,” Whirlwind finished, then patted the spot on the couch next to them. “Sit down.”

“But turn on that camera first,” Amber added, then pointed at furniture next to the TV. “There should be good.”

Prism, surprised, did as they asked. Sparing a second to make sure it was on and aligned properly, he hurried to the couch. “W-what’s going on?” he asked as Whirlwind rose from Amber’s lap (Awww, Amber pouted in her thoughts jokingly) and sat on his other side.

“You see, Prism,” Whirlwind said, placing one hand behind him and other on his waist; as she slowly began to slid it into his pants, she motioned with a glance for Amber to do the same. “there is something I didn’t mention to you,” she continued as Amber joined her.

Both, at the same time, slowly leaned to Prism’s ears, and at the same time they whispered in a seductive tone, “Those are our save days.”

“Meaning,” Amber continued as confusion splayed on Prism’s face, “we don’t need condoms, or even morning after pills.”

“You can fuck us as much as you like,” Whirlwind explained. “Fill our pussies with your cum to your heart's desire.

“R-really?” Prism asked, his voice betraying excitement; Amber, who slipped her hand around his dick together with Whirlwind, was not surprised to feel it grow even harder.

“Oh, yes,” Amber assured him, pressing her body closer to his. “You can cum inside us through those next three days, through those twenty hours.”

“Fill us up, Prism,” Whirlwind said, her voice sounding seductively begging. “I want to feel my man’s cum inside of me. I want to taste it as I lick Amber’s pussy. I want you to paint our insides white.”

Prism was staring at her hungrily as she spoke, drinking in every word she uttered. Amber couldn’t blame him; she was turned on as well. “Fuck her, Prism,” she whispered, loud enough for Whirlwind to hear her as well. “Claim her as yours.”

He glanced at her, then back at Whirlwind. “I must have been a saint in previous life,” Prism said before he pulled Whirlwind closer to a kiss, sinking his tongue into her mouth as his hand grabbed Amber by her ass, squeezing her and pulling her closer as well.

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Prism kissed Whirlwind passionately, his right arm embracing her and his hand on the back of her head, pushing her closer to him. What they had told him, about fucking them without protection… Prism felt like some sort of switch was flipped in his brain. He had already been excited at the prospect of having sex with Whirlwind and Amber for twenty hours, but now his body was burning with lust.

He was going to do as they asked him to. To both of them. With his other hand, he pulled Amber closer, squeezing her ass he as he did so. She offered no resistance. “Hm,” she hummed as she pressed her body to his and Whirlwind’s, kissing his neck, “I was certain you prefer my boobs over my ass…”

Not bothering to reply when his and Whirlwind’s lips finally parted, Prism took the chance to take a breath before leaning to Amber’s lips. She eagerly opened her mouth for him and entwined her tongue with his. As Prism enjoyed wrestling with her, he noticed in the corner of the eye Whirlwind moving closer and start kissing Amber’s neck. At the same time, he felt her reaching with her hand down to Amber’s shirt’s bottom and pull it upwards. Before Prism could help her with that, Amber broke the kiss and leaned back, taking off her shirt in one swift motion.

Having cupped them earlier, Prism already knew she wasn’t wearing a bra, but still, the sight of her huge tits bounce as she took of her shirt aroused him. He took advantage of Amber leaning back to bend down to her breasts, and with his hand squeezing her right boob he wrapped his lips around her nipple. Beside him he could feel Whirlwind’s hand as she also played with her other tit. Amber began to moan, but she was quickly cut off; Prism suspected that the two of them were now locked in a kiss.

As he played with Amber’s nipple inside of his mouth with his tongue, a part of him urged him to hasten the foreplay out and move on. Prism was certain that it was the more primal part of his male brain, the one focused on the task of filling his female and any other available with his seed. However, he was quite content with things taking its time like now. Aside from liking the foreplay himself, They were here for the next three days, during which they would have sex for twenty hours. There would be plenty of time for him to fill their pussies with his cum. Besides, as fun as fucking was, Prism was aware that they all had their limits, him especially; if they wouldn’t take things slowly, he might find himself wishing they had.

His musing was interrupted as Amber suddenly pulled out of both his and Whirlwind’s reach. Smiling seductively, she stood up straight and, swaying her hips a little, began to remove her pants. Seeing this, Whirlwind turned to Prism and removed his shirt, while he worked on unzipping his pants. Before he could finish, she rose and pulled them off his, along with his boxers. Prism’s cock bobbed in the air, finally free from its confinements, only to be grabbed by Whirlwinds hand as she leaned down and draw a long lick across its shaft.

“Did thinking about filling us made you so hard?” she asked teasingly as he groaned.

Prism was about to reply in a similar manner, but then Amber, also completely naked, grabbed Whirlwind from behind. She helped her off her shirt, and smiled seeing her bare chest. “Seems we both thought wearing bras is kinda pointless today, huh?” Amber asked, squeezing Whirlwind’s boobs and pressing her crotch against her ass.

Without waiting for reply, Amber pulled her to her as she turned with her back towards the couch. Whirlwind yelped in surprise, probably not expecting her to do that. Prism watched as Amber laid on her back, holding his girlfriend on top of her and kissing her neck as one of her hands remained on her boobs, the other slipped into her pants.

“Wow, you are so wet,” Amber hummed as Whirlwind moaned in pleasure, then turned to Prism. “What are you waiting for, stud?” she asked, nodding at Whirlwind’s pants.

Recovering from his brief stupor, Prism crawled on his knees closer to the two of them, grabbed Whirlwind’s legs and began to remove her remaining clothing. He felt a shiver travel down his spine as he saw his girlfriend’s glistening pussy being spread by Amber’s fingers. As he took her her pants, his gaze traveled up to see the two girls kissing. Encouraged by the sight, he bend down to Whirlwind’s pussy and gave her opening a long lick.

A growl came from the back of his throat as he savoured her juices. He heard Amber giggle, probably due to his tongue brushing next to her fingers. “I don’t think you need to add your lubricant; she’s so moist already that your dick will slide all the way. Or did you just want to enjoy her taste?” she asked.

Prism, wanting to see if he could silence her for a few moments, brought his head back from Whirlwind’s crotch and leaned lower, past her ass. He couldn’t see all of Amber’s pussy, but he leaned as close as he could and flicked his tongue across her labia.

Surprised, Amber gasped, and raised her hips (along with Whirlwind’s). “Oh, now you are just teasing,” Amber accused with a hint of amusement. “Fill up you girlfriend first, then you can play with my pussy as much as you want.”

“Hey, won’t I get any time with it?” Whirlwind asked.

He heard Amber giggle. “Aww, of course you will,” she said. As Prism raised his head he saw her kissing Whirlwind’s nose as one of her hands came to her boobs. “Wanna eat me out, or strap on one of the strap-ons and take my pussy for a ride?” she asked her, squeezing her breast.

Prism glared at them, faking a pout. “Am I interrupting you two something?” he asked jokingly.

Both of them turned to him at the same time. “No, but you’re not fucking us either,” Whirlwind replied with a smirk.

“Get to work,” Amber added, winking, as she reached down to Whirlwind’s legs and spread them a bit further.

As if I needed any further encouragement, Prism thought as he raised to standing position, grabbed the girls by the legs to move them slightly, and leaned above them. As his penis brushed against Whirlwind’s pussy, he looked down. Although he had done this plenty of times by now, this would be the first time he would plunge his manhood into her without a condom. He intended to savor this.

Slowly, he pressed the head of his dick against her opening, and pushed forward. He gasped as he felt his foreskin be pulled back, leaving his sensitive tip to feel her hot, wet walls as he slid in more and more of his penis into her. Prism looked into Whirlwind’s eyes, wondering how it felt for her, as he came to a halt, hilting inside of her.

Both of them groaned, feeling his tip kiss her cervix. Lost in the sensation, he need to take a moment to compose himself before he leaned to kiss first Whirlwind then Amber (who couldn’t quite stretch far enough to reach him), and then began to roll his hips, sliding his dick in and out of her pussy.

If any part of his mind would have been able to think clearly, Prism would have probably marveled how different, and yet the same having sex without a rubber felt. However, he was too lost in pleasure. He leaned against his knee for better leverage and continued to thrust into Whirlwind, increasing his pace. His word was rapidly reducing to the feeling of her pussy milking his dick and of both hers and Amber’s legs wrapping around him, the sounds of their genitals mashing against each other and the moans the two girls were making, and the sight of their naked bodies, Whirlwind’s tits bouncing as he rocked their bodies, one under Amber’s hand as the other was holding her thigh. Whirlwind's own hands were grasping the couch, as if she needed to hold herself while he pounded against her.

“Ooooooh, Prism…” she moaned, her eyes turning to the back of her skull. “Oh, your dick feels so good… Fuck me,” she commanded, focusing her gaze on him briefly. “Fuck me harder!”

“Cheesy,” Amber commented; when Prism glance at her, he noticed she was smirking. “Why not ‘Keep going,” she said, breathing heavily and dragging each syllable, “ride that pussy until you cum’.”

Before Whirlwind could reply, Prism grabbed her leg, not wanting her to focus on Amber at the moment, and leaned it against his body. Now being even better aligned, he did as Whirlwind had asked; fucked her harder.

“Hey, that was my leg!” Amber pouted, although it was clear from her voice that she was amused. “Oh well, I still have so much more of her body to play with…” she mused, putting her hand briefly on Whirlwind’s, before placing it above her pussy. “Wow, you’re really giving it to her, stud,” Amber said, winking, as she reached with her fingers towards Whirlwind’s clit.

Although Prism liked her comment, he didn’t reply, too busy thrusting into his girlfriend. He held her leg tightly for better leverage, and, after a brief hesitation, he leaned his head closer to it and kissed her ankle, then her foot. He then bit it gently.

“Didn’t think you had a foot fetish,” Amber joked.

Ignoring her (thought he spared a moment to consider slipping out of Whirlwind and shoving his cock into Amber’s pussy for a few seconds to quiet her), he licked his girlfriend’s foot. Prism didn’t think he had some fetish, he just happened to love every single part of Whirlwind’s body. Plus, knowing that she had taken a shower not too long ago as we prepared for Amber coming and starting this marathon helps, he thought as he briefly wrapped his lips around her toe, before he let go of her leg.

To Whirlwind’s surprise, he slid out of her, grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to him, then started to turn her around. Not that he didn’t enjoy fucking his girlfriend while watching another girl play with her boobs and clit (far from it actually), but he wanted to spice things up a bit. Besides, he needed a short break, even if it would be only a few seconds. Lost in the feeling of Whirlwind’s tight pussy clenching around his unprotected cock and in the desire to cum inside of her made him too excited. He would now compose himself better.

Or at least I hope I will, Prism thought, mentally rolling his eyes, as he helped Whirlwind to change position.

She didn’t oppose the unsaid idea, and began to move her body as he directed her. Prism suspected Whirlwind didn’t as much as frown because she was eager to have his dick back inside of her. Which of course was something he had nothing against. As soon as Whirlwind was on her fours above Amber, Prism slid back into her pussy.

“Damn this is so hot,” he heard Amber speak through the haze; between Whirlwind’s tightness and him focusing on controlling his climax it was difficult to pay attention. Prism looked down at Amber; she was staring transfixed on Whirlwind as her body rocked because of his thrusts. He noticed her hand slipped to her pussy. “Watching you two fuck right before me; your tits bouncing so close to mine,” Amber added dreamily, gazing at Whirlwind’s boobs as she masturbated. “Oh, hurry up and finish you two, I want both of you to fu-mghmmm,” she moaned as Whirlwind silenced her by leaning down and kissing her.

She also lowered her body to her, laying on top of her, one hand squeezing her big tits as the other went down to her pussy. Before she’d slip her fingers alongside Amber’s, Prism slapped her ass, both because he knew she liked that and because he was annoyed that he had to change his position a bit. A moan sounded from Whirlwind's mouth, but she didn’t break her kiss with Amber. She in turn also moaned, probably because of what she and Whirlwind were doing with their hands, or maybe because the thrusting motion now affected her too. Amber wrapped her legs around her waist as she continued to kiss her passionately.

Recalling her commented earlier, Prism let go of Whirlwind’s hips and instead grabbed Amber by her legs. He had to slow down a bit, unable to keep the same pace as before, but still continued to fuck Whirlwind as his hands slowly moved up. Amber shoot him an unfocused, questioning gaze just before his finger quickly brushed against the underside of her foot.

Her whole leg jerked, causing them all to shake. Prism chuckled, making a mental note that Amber was ticklish, kissed the spot he tickled and brought his hands back to her knees. He found that holding her around there allowed him to thrust his hips roughly against Whirlwind quite comfortably.

Of course, this rough pace soon caused his orgasm to start approaching again. Prism focused on putting it off by thinking non-sexy thoughts, which proved difficult in those circumstances (the girls’ moans competing with the slapping sounds of his and Whirlwind’s hips as the slammed against each other, Amber’s legs flapping behind his girlfriend with her in between them, Whirlwind’s pussy squeezing his dick like a vice). Not sure how long he was going to last, Prism smacked Whirlwind’s ass again and, as she arched her back to gasp in pleasure, he leaned down to her.

“I’m close,” he told her in a whisper, kissing her neck. “You?”

“Getting there…” she moaned, glancing at him. “Just… keep going for a bit…”

He nodded, and nibbled her neck gently. “I’m going to fill your pussy,” he whispered in a lusty voice right to her ear before raising, causing her to groan pleasantly at the thought.

Prism focused on getting Whirlwind to her climax before he’d reach his. Without slowing down his pace too much, he began thrusting more roughly, while at the same time closed his eyes and thought about first thing that came to his mind, flight courses. For some time it made the feeling that was building up in his loins to go away, but soon the memories of them caused him to also think about all the teasing Whirlwind had done to him or he had done to her. Pressure in his dick increased again; Prism clenched his teeth, almost at his limit, and smacked Whirlwind’s ass.

She arched her back again, pulling away from Amber. “Priiiiism…” she began but didn’t finish; the rest of the sentence she had been about to say become an incoherent scream of pleasure as her body spasmed as her orgasm hit her.

As he felt her pussy tighten around his dick, Prism allowed himself to cum. With the last thrust, he reached his climax; he felt like a dam was broken inside of him. As he leaned down to Whirlwind to kiss her, a river of his seed shot into her pussy, filling her. Prism continued to kiss her passionately as his thrusts gradually slowed down. He still continued to roll his hips as he shot a load after load of his cum inside of Whirlwind until he felt the last spasm. His orgasm finally over, Prism stopped, breaking away from his girlfriend’s lips, both of them breathing heavily. He looked into Whirlwind’s eyes, smiling, and was not surprised to see her smile back.

“Wow...” he muttered, momentarily exhausted. “That was… amazing.”

Whirlwind’s smile grew wider. “Yeah…” she replied in a weak voice.

“Oh, don’t tell me you two are tired already?” Amber’s voice came from below them; when Prism looked at her, her expression was a mixture of amusement and frustration. She rolled her eyes and continued, “Well, this bodes well for the next nineteen hours and fifty minutes. By the way, you two are heavy,” she added.

Realizing that they were putting almost all of their weight on her, Prism rose and slowly pulled out of Whirlwind’s pussy. As his dick, which had started to lose it’s size, came out of her, their combined fluids squirted out of her and drip down on the couch and floor. He sat down a bit further away, letting Whirlwind to get off Amber as well.

Almost immediately as she moved away, Amber rolled to her knees and almost tackled her, forcing Whirlwind down. She drew her tongue across her pussy, licking all of Prism’s cum that was spilling out of her. Amber also reached out with her hand towards him, and began to jerk his flaccid dick.

“Don’t worry stud,” she said, raising her head from Whirlwind’s pussy briefly and winking. “When I finish licking her pussy clean, I’ll get your friend back to full duty.”

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Whirlwind, still recovering after her orgasm, looked down on Amber as she resumed licking her pussy. She could still feel that there was more of Prism’s cum inside of her, soon to be devoured by Amber by the looks of it. For the moment, however, Whirlwind didn’t mind the sensation of it sploshing around her pussy, despite what she was slightly worried about. She also found the feeling of Prism’s cock blasting his load into her quite pleasant.

“Enjoying the taste of my man’s cum?” she asked as Amber drew another lick around her pussy.

“Mmm, it’s even better when mixed with your juices,” Amber purred in reply. She opened her mouth and extended her tongue, showing her liquids she had licked off and hadn’t swallowed yet. “Want a taste?”

Instead of replying, Whirlwind just smiled and reached with her hand to her cheek, guiding Amber towards her face. She eagerly stretched out to meet Whirlwind’s lips, which she parted for her to allow their tongues to meet. Hmm, quite tasty, Whirlwind mused as some of the liquids Amber held in her mouth got transported into her. She moved her hand from her cheek to behind her head to pull her a bit closer. Wonder how her juices mixed with Prism’s cum would taste...

With that in mind, she glanced at Prism, or more specifically, at his dick. It was still in its flaccid state, but good sucking would soon cause him to recover. Question was, should it be her or Amber who’d do it?

As Amber broke the kiss and returned her attention to her pussy, Whirlwind decided that since she was busy she’d do it. She began to lean towards Prism’s cock when she felt Amber’s tongue slid past her opening. Whirlwind gasped as she began moving it in circular motion, as if wanting to get all the liquids inside of her as soon as possible.

“Mmm…” Amber moaned along with her (although quieter) as she swirled her tongue. “Were you about to suck off your boyfriend? Because I think it’s my turn with his dick.”

“Only to make him hard,” Whirlwind corrected her. “So we could move on fasteeeeer,” she groaned as Amber’s tongue flicked her clit.

“Oh, so you wanted him to fuck me already? How considered of you,” Amber replied, winking. “Especially since I am the only one here who didn’t have an orgasm yet.”

Recalling that she stopped fingering her after she and Prism cummed, Whirlwind smiled at her sheepishly. “Oh, right, sorry… You know what?” she said as an idea hit her. She looked down at Amber and grinned. “How about this? You’ll get to suck off my boyfriend...”

“Don’t I get a say in that?” Prism asked, speaking up for the first time since he cummed.

Both Whirlwind and Amber turned to him at the same time with a “just sit back and enjoy this, idiot” look, silencing him. Whirlwind also noticed that Amber’s grip on Prism’s genitals tightened a bit briefly.

“Where was I?” Whirlwind resumed nonchalantly. “Oh right. While you suck him off, how about I finish what I started earlier? So to speak,” she amended

Amber blinked, surprised, but also intrigued by the idea. “What do you have in mind exactly?”

Instead of replying, Whirlwind turned her gaze towards the bag Amber had brought. Ever since she had mentioned that she’d bring toys with her, Whirlwind had been intrigued by possibilities this would bring; and she wanted to try one of them now.

When her gaze followed her, Amber’s face immediately lightened up in comprehension. “Oh, I see,” she grinned, looking back at Whirlwind. “So, you want to fuck me?”

“You bet your sweet ass I want to,” Whirlwind replied leaning down towards her. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed them. “I want to see those babies bounce as I pound against you. I want you to moan and writhe in pleasure, screaming my name around my man’s cock.”

Amber’s eyes glimmered. “Hm, that does sound nice,” she cooed as Whirlwind groped her. “But the question is,” Amber said and leaned closer to her, their face almost meeting, “can you handle this?” she asked, wiggling her hips.

Whirlwind smirked and kissed her on the top of her nose. “You’re cute when you think you’re a sexbomb.”

“‘Think’?” Amber asked after her as she wiggled her way away from between the two other bodies on the couch.

Not bothering to answer, Whirlwind hurried to Amber’s bag. After searching briefly, she found what she’d been looking for; a strap-on. Whirlwind paused a moment to look closer at the contraption, figuring out how to put it on. Out of the two Amber had brought, she took the “double” one that also went inside of her pussy. She wanted to have some fun too, and since Prism was “scheduled” to ejaculate inside of Amber next, she would have to make do for a bit.

Alright, I think it will be easiest to just… she thought as she started putting it on like she would panties, putting one leg through the braces and then the next, then pulling it higher to her crotch. She had to pause there; either of the dildoes weren’t as big as Prism’s dick (at least, she didn’t think so), but it was still enough - especially considering their combined length as well as the angle at which they were conjoined - to make maneuvering it a bit tricky. After a few seconds, however, she managed to get the tip of the “inner” dildo right to her labia, and began to slid it inside.

It felt very different from a real dick. For starters, it was colder. As it started to make it’s way through her pussy, Whirlwind gasped at the feeling of something almost cold in comparison to Prism’s cock inside of her. It also was slightly differently shaped.

Still, quite pleasant, she thought as she finally got the whole part of the inner dildo inside of her. She finished strapping the strap-on and looked at the dildo coming out of her… It looks like it’s coming out of my crotch, Whirlwind mused, prodding it.

“Wow, that looks weird,” she heard Prism exclaim.

Rolling her eyes, she turned to regard him and Amber; who was glancing back at her from Prism’s crotch, her tongue swirling all around his hardening dick. When she noticed she was looking, she swayed her hips again. Prism on the other hand, was looking at her with a mixture of amusement and… was that fear?

Amused, she walked back towards them. “We’ll see how I’ll look to you as I’ll start fucking Amber as she gives you a blowjob,” she remarked. Damn, walking with this thing bobbing around is a bit odd, Whirlwind thought; her pussy being filled by a dildo almost as big as Prism’s dick also made walking feel weird. However, her target wasn’t too far. “So,” she spoke as she lightly spanked Amber’s ass, “are you ready for me?”

“What was with the tap?” she asked, pulling away from Prism’s cock. “Slap me right or I’ll show you how to do that,” Amber added with a wink. Whirlwind was more than happy to oblige her and spanked her harder, causing Amber to utter a gasp. “Ahh… better,” she said, then raised her hips a bit higher and arched her back. “Now, how about you show me what you’ve got?”

Whirlwind positioned herself behind her, aligning the fake dick to Amber’s pussy (which was actually a bit more difficult than she had expected), and then she started to push her hips closer. She was so wet that her pussy offered little resistance, and soon Whirlwind showed all of the dildo into her, up to the base when it met the part buried within her. Pressing their hips together like that caused almost a vibration in the inner dildo, enough to make her bite her lip. Amber, on the literal other end, moaned, and then turned back to Prism and took all of him into her mouth.

Eager to feel more pleasure, Whirlwind started pulling away, then slammed her hips back. She tried to do it quickly, but found the movement surprisingly awkward. Thinking back to it, Whirlwind thought as she tried again, more slowly this time, when we were first starting, Prism wasn’t pounding me hardly from the start. Well, first time I rode him, but he was moving his hips in rhythm with me… Guess maneuvering this thing is a bit harder than you’d think.

“Taking it nice and steady?” Amber asked after several awkward thrusts, Prism’s dick sliding out of her mouth as she looked back. “Aww, thanks, but you don’t need to be concerned with me,” she added, winking, her tone of voice clearly suggesting she knew Whirlwind was having problems.

In response, she smacked her ass harder, then not waiting for Amber to finish gasping after it she grabbed her hips and leaned close to her, then thrust hard. Now having a better leverage, she found her rhythm. Slamming her hips against hers, she joined her in moaning as the strap-on worked it’s magic on both of them. After a few seconds, Amber’s moans grew quieter as she resumed blowing Prism, her head bobbing up and down his shaft.

“Is this better?” Whirlwind asked her, raising her voice over the sound of her body slapping against her ass and reaching with her hand above her pussy, feeling the dildo stretching her body. “Like to feel me split you open?”

She chuckled hearing Amber try to say something around the dick in her mouth. As she was about to pull away to repeat what she had said, Prism brought a hand to the back of her head, forcing her to continue servicing him; which, guessing by her enthusiasm, she had nothing agains. Whirlwind smiled and moved her hands further up her body. Amber’s tits were bouncing back and forth due to her thrusts; she felt herself getting wetter at just that sight. She squeezed both of them, pleasure mixing with a bit of envy as held them. Whirlwind caressed them, brushing her hard nipples with the palm of her hands as well as her fingers, when she noticed Prism began to raise.

He was still keeping a hand on Amber’s head, and his crotch stayed at the same level, but he rose to a kneeling position. Whirlwind watched as slowly he started rolling his hips, Amber stopping moving her head as Prism took over.

Wow, that’s hot, Whirlwind noted as she watched her boyfriend face-fuck their friend between them as she continued to fuck her from behind.

She straightened, feeling an urge to slap Amber’s ass again, slightly jealous of being spitroasted like this. Whirlwind made a mental note to later try it herself, it definitely seemed fun for Amber, guessing by how loud she was moaning around her mouthful. Her moans only continued to increase in volume as Whirlwind and Prism gradually found a steady rhythm, syncing their thrusts. Soon, her body shuddered, the sensation she was experiencing now coupled with their earlier activities, pushed her over the age.

Whirlwind watched her friend experience her orgams, then shared a look with Prism and they both slowed down. Before they could stop altogether, Amber recovered and pulled her head back, letting Prism’s dick slid out of her mouth as she grinned at them. “Wow, that was amazing,” she said, winking at them. Turning to Prism, she added, “Now, how about you lay down again?”

All too eager, Prism just nodded and turned back to the couch. As Amber rose (somewhat shakily), Whirlwind brought her hands to the braces of the strap-on, intending to take it off. By the looks of things, Amber intended to ride her boyfriend, which left her with few… options, and out of those being eaten out by Prism seemed to her like the best one.

Taking the strap-on off provem much more easy than putting it on. Of course, as she removed the inner dildo from her pussy, the sudden emptiness made her ache after it. Oh well, Whirlwind thought, walking over to where Prism laid his head, there will be something much better inside of me. I would take his tongue over any dildo, she smiled in her thoughts as she put the strap-on on the table and walked over to them.

Before she’d raise a leg to move it over his head, she pondered briefly in which direction she would face while straddling him; towards Amber or the other one. I kinda want to see Amber riding him, she decided, starting to get on the couch on her knees. I love seeing her tits bounce… plus we get to make out.

As she slowly (wanting Prism to wait a bit before he would taste her, only being able to enjoy her pussy’s scent for now), Whirlwind watched as Amber had slowly descended upon her boyfriend’s bare dick. She felt herself growing wetter at the sight of her man’s cock slowly spreading their friend’s pussy open, sliding into it and stretching her insides.

“Ooouh, yesss,” Amber moaned, arching her back in pleasure. “This feels sooo much better than any fake…”

As Whirlwind heard Prism gasp under her, she decided his mouth could serve a better purpose than expressing his body delight at the other girl’s pussy. With a bit of maliciousness, she lowered her back further down, placing her crotch within the reach of his tongue. As she expected, almost immediately Prism leaned forwards, the tip of his tongue running through her lips. Smiling with satisfaction, she lowered herself further, grinding her pussy against his outstretched tongue.

“Pity you took off the strap-on,” she heard Amber speak. Whirlwind looked at her to see her smirking at her, her back still arched; she had placed her hands behind her on the couch and was leaning on them, using them as support to raise her hips easier. “That would have looked interesting to say the least,” she added with a wink as she brought her hips down, Prism’s penis streching her pussy again.

“Please don’t try to traumatize my boyfriend by making him imagine like that,” Whirlwind replied, jokingly frowning at her. Smirking, she added; “How about instead you get over here and give me some sugar?”

Amber snorted with laughter as she continued to bounce up and down Prism’s dick. “Sugar, really?” she asked, but winked and pulled herself closer to her, the momentum causing her to almost fall into Whirlwind’s arms.

Whirlwind giggle was cut off as Amber pressed her lips against hers, wrapping arms around her back. She replied to the kiss eagerly, all while feeling Prism’s tongue burying inside of her pussy. Amber on her end continued to raise and fall down on his crotch. “But seriously,” Amber gasped as their lips parted, “you could have left it on you.”

“What for?” She asked, curious as to where this was going.

“Well,” Amber replied as her hands slid down Whirlwind’s back to her ass, squeezing it gently, “let’s just say that I could have found some use for it,” she added as she reached further than and spread her buttocks for a moment.

Whirlwind blinked in surprise, figuring out what she meant. “Wait, really?”

In reply Amber smirked, still moving her hips. “Why not? There’s some lube in my bag, and I’m interested how it feels… aren’t you?” She asked after taking a pause to moan after Prism’s thrust.

She stayed silent as Amber brought her hands up and leaned down, squeezing her breasts. Whirlwind tried to imagine something as big as dildo being inside of her ass. At the same time as my pussy is filled by a dick no less, she noted, glancing at Amber’s ass as it rose and fell repeatedly. It’s owner in the meantime had wrapped her lips around her nipple. Well, it’s not like it was be the first time I’m trying something new I suppose, Whirlwind thought, gasping at the sensation, and then again as she felt Prism’s tongue flicker inside of her.

Reaching with her hand, Whirlwind squeezed Amber’s boob in similar manner as her tongue continued to circle around her nipple. Hm, I would have a nice grip on them from behind, she thought, her mind wondering.

“Are you thinking about it?” Amber suddenly asked, her lips releasing her nipple. She gave it a final lick and rose up so that their eyes were more or less on the same level now. “Well, I suppose with almost twenty hours left we will find some time to… squeeze this in,” she added with a smirk before closing in for a kiss.

Whirlwind moaned into her mouth as Prism’s tongue once again caused her to feel a surge of pleasure. She moved her hands from Amber’s boobs to her back, needing to hold her. Whirlwind wasn’t sure if due to the raw feeling of pleasure coming from her nethers she wouldn’t arch her back, causing her to break their kiss.

Amber had no doubt realized that, as she felt her hum into her mouth with amusement. When their lips finally parted, she looked at her with a smirk. “Having trouble holding it in?” Amber asked. “Don’t, oooouh, mind me!” she panted, a loud moan interrupting her sentence. “Scream as loud as you want, let the whole world hear how good at giving head your stud is. Just like I’m about to give my very vocal assertment of his cock!” she said, raising her voice with each word until her last one was shout out.

As she leaned back and started bouncing with increased enthusiasm, her moans clearly indicating how much she was enjoying it, Whirlwind was doing her best to not drool. The sight of her massive tits moving up and down together in rhythm with Amber proved to be very stimulating for her. Coupled with Prism’s tongue thrashing around in her pussy, she felt like her nethers were on fire. It didn’t take too long for her add her voice to hers, and now both of them were moaning loudly in pleasure as each (And Prism too, Whirlwind noticed, feeling his grip on her hips tightening,) felt their orgasms approaching.

“Oh, yes!” Amber shouted, arching her back and again falling back, supporting herself with her arms and gaining on speed. “Fuck my pussy, fill me with your seed, I need your cum!”

“Do it,” Whirlwind commanded, taking great pleasure in seeing Amber in such state because of her man. “Give her what she wants! Fill her up!”

With her legs on both sides of his head covering his ears, it was hard to tell whether Prism heard either of them or not. However, even if he hadn’t, he still did as they had asked him. All while his tongue worked on Whirlwind’s pussy, his hips had continuously rose in sync with Amber, and with the last thrust, he climaxed inside of her. At the same moment, Amber threw her head back and shouted in ecstasy as she reached her orgasm too.

Whirlwind wasn’t too far behind them. Not even a second had passed as she felt her own climax, her pussy squeezing around Prism’s tongue. She gasped and moaned as she felt her orgams wash over her, grinding her crotch against her boyfriend’s face.

Oh, goodness, she thought in her mind as from her mouth came an incoherent moan. I have no idea what is better, his tongue or his dick… especially when it’s without protection…

Her mind was fuzzy from the pure pleasure, and she felt forward slowly, her body to exhausted after her climax to hold itself straight. She caught herself on her hands before she could collide into Amber, and as her head slowly cleared, Whirlwind realized she had a very close (and very nice) view on Amber’s pussy, being spread by Prism’s dick and having a single streak of cum leaking pass her stretched lips along his shaft.

Without giving the thought much consideration, Whirlwind leaned closer and drew her tongue across his penis. She then moved up to Amber’s pussy, licking more cum as it slowly started to leak out of it. After a few moments, Amber, still breathing heavily, rose, causing Prism’s dick to slid out of it and spill more of his seed. As she laid alongside of him, (by the sound of it making out with him), Whirlwind wrapped her lips around his dick. She didn’t want to start blowing him (Well, not quite yet at least,), just clean it off his cum. After she finished doing that, she moved to Amber, licking streams of her boyfriend’s seeds coming out of her pussy.

“So,” she heard Amber speak as she was about to finish cleaning her pussy. “That was… what, twenty minutes?”

This is going to be a long weekend, Whirlwind thought happily as she drew last lick across Amber’s lips.

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Prism had never considered himself much of an expert on religion. However, he was fairly certain that right now, he was in heaven.

He was kissing Whirlwind, his girlfriend, while Amber, their friend, was kissing his neck. She nibbled on it as his hand played with her tit, squeezing it and eliciting soft moans from her as he flicked her nipple. His other hand was grabbing Whirlwind’s ass, squeezing it in a similar manner.

There is positively no other guy out there more lucky and happy than me right now, Prism thought, content… and at the same time, yearning for more.

However, to his confusion, both girls pulled away. Prism looked from one to the other, curious what they were planning to do now.

“How about you stay still for now?” Whirlwind said, smiling at him both alluringly… and mischievously.

“And let us do all the work?” Amber said, her expression matching Whirlwind’s.

“Um…” Prim stammered, briefly hesitating, before smirking and relaxing. “By all means, go ahead,” he said, spreading his arms and lying back against the couch.

He had to admit, he half expected them to grin at him and tie him up or something, but nothing like that happened. Instead, both girls, each from her side of his body, leaned closer to him and planted kissed on his cheeks, then licked them and moved down. They bit him gently around the neck, as well as kissed and licked him, leaving a lot of hickeys along the way. They soon moved further down, to his arms and chest. Prism was a bit surprised when they drew their tongues around his nipples, but remembering what they asked him to he forced himself to stay still. He hadn’t even reacted when they took his nipples into their mouth briefly, despite how weird it felt.

They soon moved to away from them (Thankfully,) and each took his arm. Prism watched as the two of them slid down with kisses, licks and nibbles to his hands. Then both Amber and Whirlwind took his index fingers into their mouths, each taking more slowly. Prism could feel their teeth slowly move against the skin on his fingers, as well as their tongues under them. When they got to the end of his fingers, they closed their lips around them and began to suck on them.

Prism continued to sit still, enjoying the attention. Even though what they were doing right now was far away from being as exciting as getting a blow job, it was still exciting enough to cause his penis to start getting hard. Well, maybe not as much as the sensation of them sucking my fingers but the sight of them, Prism amended, watching both girls looking into his eyes as their tongues swirled around his index fingers, moving their hands further away and back, just like when they’d give him a blow job.

Just as he started to wonder how long were they planning on continuing this, they moved away, letting his index fingers slid out of their mouths… and then both repeated the whole procedure with his middle finger.

Realizing now what they were doing (or at least, one of the reasons why they were doing this), Prism groaned. His dick was now painfully hard, and it was standing in attention between two very hot and very naked girls, who were currently interested in his fingers. Occasionally, one of them would rub her leg against it, making it that much more difficult for him to stay still.

Can’t even grasp the couch, Prism thought as he watched the two girls move to other fingers.

“You know,” he finally spoke after few more seconds, “you’re really making it hard t-”

“We know,” both Whirlwind and Amber interrupted him at the same time, taking out his fingers from their mouth to speak, then glanced down at his dick and smirked at Prism.

Frowning at the joke, Prism continued, “-to stay still.”

“Aww, what’s the matter?” Whirlwind teased, still smirking at him. “Does my man can handle staying still for a few minutes?”

“Of course,” Amber added, “it’s understandable that you’re feeling an urge to pounce on either of us and start fucking us mercilessly…”

“... but we expected of you to have more self control,” Whirlwind finished, glancing down at his member again. After a second, she brought up a finger and poke it lightly. Despite that it was a mere touch, Prism was so hard by then that he uttered a gasp. “Well, I suppose we can blow you if you don’t have a strong will to withstand this.”

His pride hurt (which he knew well that was the reason why she had said it like that,) Prism frowned. “Oh please, I can deal with this easy. Just, you know,” he added as a thought occurred to him, smiling mischievously, “I feel bad for you, missing out on my dick rumming into you for so long. But do go on, indulge your finger fetish.”

“Says the guy who licked our feet,” Amber replied, rolling her eyes.

“Wow, do that once…” Prism said, looking up meaningfully at the ceiling.

“Oh, cheer up, it’s not like we didn’t enjoy it,” Amber replied, winking. “Now be quiet and stay still.”

Resigned to his (quite pleasant) fate, Prism forced himself to relax while the girls finished tending to his last fingers. He ignored the burning desire he felt in his loins to plough Whirlwind and Amber there and then (and even more ignored the question as to how exactly he’d plough both of them at the same time), and let them do their thing.

Soon they were done with his pinkies, and Prism was curious what they planned next. Figuring he might have a little revenge, as they let go of his hands and turned to look down, he wiggled his hips, causing his cock to bounce a bit enticingly. As he predicted, both Whirlwind and Amber paused a moment, their eyes locked on his dick. Prism smirked with satisfaction when he saw them lick their lips hungrily before they recovered, then immediately resumed his neutral expression (as neutral as it could be in those conditions, with two naked girls tending to his body), faking innocence when they gave him a dirty look.

“What?” he asked, hoping his amusement didn’t show itself.

“You know what,” Whirlwind told him, but before she could say more, Amber rose on her knees and moved close to Prism, startling both of them.

She stopped a moment before her boobs could smash against his face, then leaned slightly back and started to shake. “Can’t touch this,” Amber said; Prism thought she might have stuck her tongue at him after it, but he didn’t see it. His eyes were captivated by the sight of her massive tits shaking right in front of him. He had already opened his mouth and was about to lunge at them when Amber pulled back, smirking. “Don’t try to play with us, you will not win.”

Grunting unhappily, Prism leaned back once again. “Fine, no more teasing you girls with my cock.”

“Good,” Whirlwind said; even though she spoke to Prism, her eyes were on Amber’s breasts. She quickly regained her composure and turned back to him. “Now then…”

Leaving the sentence not finished, she leaned close to his torso, with Amber joining her after a moment. At first, Prism thought they intended to return to his nipples, but then they moved down past his chest to his midriff. His dick almost ached as he felt their tongues slide around the muscles on his stomach, but he once again ignored it and focused on enjoying the girls’ ministrations. Which he did; hell, what kind of guy doesn’t take great pleasure in girls admiring his muscles?

Especially when they are expressing their admiration with their tongues? Prism thought as their moved down his abs, to his belly button, with Whirlwind first drawing a lick, then moving away to make room for Amber.

A shiver went through him every time he felt one of their tongues in his navel. Each was taking their turns to lick him. When one was busy with his belly button, the other was tending to his his abs. After a few turns, they both moved in unison to the middle of his midriff, tilted their heads in an angle that allowed them to extend their tongues down to his navel, then entwined them and, closing their eyes, locked in a kiss.

They rose over him as they kissed, then opened their eyes,looking right at him. Prism gulped nervously, surprised by the intensity of their gazes. They held him with their eyes as they stopped kissing, moving away from each other and back down to him. A hope stirred in Prism as they moved past his midriff, their heads almost brushing his dick… but then they leaned to his thighs. He could swear he saw them smirk before they started to lick away from his cock.

Ignoring their smirks, Prism continued to enjoy the attention. The girls got off the couch and crouched down by his legs. Whirlwind took his left leg and Amber right, each grabbing them under his knees (which were between their boobs). As they nibbled on his thighs and knees, they also slowly rubbed their bodies against his calfs.

Looks like I’m not the only one excited, Prism noted as he felt very wet parts of them rub against him.
After several moments, they slid down his legs, their tongues cleaning the droplets of their pussy juices, and moved down to his feet. Prism bit back a comment about foot fetish (which he felt he had a right to after being teased about it by Amber), still enjoying himself and knowing there was only one part of him still demanding their attention.

Finally, after a few twirls of their tongues around his feet, the girls straightened, sitting down the the floor, and slowly turned to him. Or, more specifically, to his dick. Almost as if they’ve practiced, they rose up, keeping their heads on the level of his crotch, and leaned closer.

At last… Prism mused, grinning.

As if knowing what he had thought, both of them paused for a moment, long enough to make him frown in annoyance, before they smirked and resumed. Their head hovered by his dick, each on their side, and slowly extended their tongues down to his balls. A groan escaped Prism’s lips as his genitals finally got the treatment the rest of his body already received. He heard both Whirlwind and Amber humming in amusement as they wrapped their lips around his balls.

“Oh, sweet mother of Celestia…” Prism groaned loudly as they began to suck his balls, moving them in their sack with their tongues, the breathed heavily as they opened their mouths and let them slid out.

Before Prism could say anything, they dragged their tongues from his sack to his penis, and the up along the shaft, eliciting another gasp from him. The girls smirked seeing his reaction, and continued to lick his cock. As their tongues danced along his shaft, often meeting. It didn’t take them long to rose up his dick, then (with Amber pulling down the foreskin) wrap their their tongues around his tip. As Prism expressed the pleasure he was feeling with another groan, the girls finished licking his tip and rose above it, kissing passionately. Not that they forgot about him; as they made out above his dick, Amber’s hand was still grasped around it, and she moved it up and down, jerking him off.

When they parted, Amber released his dick and moved a bit to the side. Prism looked at her questioningly, but the next heartbeat Whirlwind grasped his penis and, opening her mouth wide, began to slid it down her mouth. She took it all in, slowly, letting him feel its skin brush against her teeth and tongue as he groaned, stopping only when his head hit her throat. Whirlwind then moved her head back, his dick almost sliding out entirely, and swallowed it again.

Her head continued to bob up and down his shaft, just as Prism continued to moan from the sensation, for several more moments, then moved away entirely. Feeling the cold air (well, more like lukewarm) instead of Whirlwind’s warm mouth, he opened his eyes (as he closed them because of the pleasure when she started blowing him) and looked at her, but then Amber took her place. She enthusiastically engulfed his cock and started giving him a blow job, her head running up and down faster than Whirlwind’s as she sucked him, causing him to resume his moans.

The two girls kept taking turns with his dick as pressure build up inside of him. It didn’t take him too long to reach his climax; with all the teasing they had done to him before his loins boiling point was pretty law. The dam was about to break, and Prism had a feeling that the it would happen soon; and the flood would be messy.

“Girls...” he gasped, somehow managing to stifle his moans, “I’m close!”

Instead of replying, Whirlwind and Amber exchanged a look, then Amber (who was the one sucking his dick at the time) moved her head back, and both girls grasped his dick and leaned to it dick and began licking him while their jerked him. Prism gasped, feeling their hands and tongues on his cock, working fast on it and speeding up his orgasm.

With a loud groan, he came, his seed shooting up in the air. Some of it landed on Whirlwind and Amber’s faces, as just as his climax started, they leaned back and just stood there, with their tongues outstretched. They tried to catch the droplets of his seed into their mouths, but most of it landed either on their faces or missed them entirely.

Exhausted, Prism fell back on the couch, panting. It took him a few moments to regain enough composure to look at the girls. Both had his cum on their faces and were currently wiping themselves off.

“Wow, what a mess you made,” Amber said sultry. She wiped a droplet of his cum with a single finger and put it in her mouth, sucking on it. “You know,” she said after she slowly slid out the finger, “if we didn’t like your taste so much, we would probably make you clean us.” Her tone of voice indicated very clearly how exactly she’d want him to clean them. “I hope that in appreciation of cleaning your mess you will make it up to us.”

Prism could only smile sheepishly and nod. He was certain that Amber already had an idea how he can “make it up” to them.

And I have some too, Prism thought.

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“You’re sure this will work?” Prism asked, doubt in his voice, as he leaned to look at the strap-on Whirlwind was putting on.

Amber rolled her eyes as she got more comfortable on his bed. “It’s a sextoy, not rocket science. Why won’t you make sure that the camera has a good angle instead of worrying about that?” she said as she stretched on the bed.

It was nice to lay down for a few moments after such long… activities. Amber wasn’t certain how exactly long it had been since they started this marathon of carnal pleasure, but guessing by how dark had gotten outside, it was somewhere between five to six hours. She was sure the exact time was on the recording, so she wasn’t worried about measuring time.

As Prism checked on the camera, Amber took a look at Whirlwind. The dildo on the strap she was putting on now was about the same length as the one before, except there wasn’t another one going inside of the girl wearing it. Instead, when worn correctly, it allowed the girl to be fucked by another dildo… or by a penis in this case.

I wonder if the person who came up with the design of this strap-on had anything other than threesomes in mind, Amber wondered. I mean, it’s still could be used by just two girls I suppose… and unless the third person was a guy you’d need another… ah, it was a sexy marketing thing, she concluded, amused.

“I think I preferred the other one,” Whirlwind said as she adjusted all the bracers and buckles around her crotch. “Felt more… stable.”

“Pretty sure you’re gonna sing a different song in about two minutes when you’ll have your man’s cock inside you,” Amber replied, smirking. She then spread her legs invitingly and put her hands around her pussy, saying, “Now, how about you get your cute ass over here?”

Licking her lips at the sight, Whirlwind eagerly walked over to her and leaned to her to kiss her. Amber opened her mouth for her, letting her tongue in, but kept her hands where they were. Although it wasn’t easy to resist an urge to grab Whirlwind's ass or boobs, she wanted to help her guide the dildo into her pussy. Whirlwind also helped herself with her hand, and soon Amber was gasping in pleasure as the dildo filled her pussy. Only then did she move her arms and embraced her, wrapping them around her back and her legs behind her ass.

“Oh, I love it when you press your body against mine,” Amber moaned, feeling her nipples on her boobs and her muscles underneath her skin. “Although,” she added, glancing at Prism, “yours is not bad either. Are you going to joooin us?” she asked, her question turning into moan mid-sentence as Whirlwind thrusted her hips against hers.

Her questions motivated Prism to stop messing with the camera (Amber could see its lens was turned directly to her and Whirlwind, so she was sure it had a right angle) and get over to them. Whirlwind in turn, no doubt feeling his member press against her ass from behind, straightened and turned her head to kiss him as she leaned from her side. Amber pouted, missing her warm body, but she soon forgot about it as she once again rolled her hips, the dildo massaging her walls and sending jolts of pleasure through her body.

“So tell me,” she heard Whirlwind speak; she looked at her and saw her looking at Prism as she grinded her ass against him while he was squeezing her tits, “how do you like seeing me fuck Amber?”

“Oh, you know I love it,” he replied in breaks between kissing her neck. “It’s really hot watching you ravaging her like this.”

Reaching as far with her legs as she could, Amber placed them behind Prism’s ass and pulled him into Whirlwind. Causing Whirlwind in turn to push against her. “Oh, don’t mind me,” she said, smirking. “Just gonna lay back and wait for you to decide to start fucking.”

Both Prism and Whirlwind rolled their eyes and finally got to work. Whirlwind leaned closer to her, arching her back as Prism slightly backed away, getting his dick properly aligned to her pussy. From her position Amber couldn’t see how well he had managed to do that, but when soon Prism thrusted against Whirlwind, which caused her to push the dildo back into Amber, making both of them moan.

Oh, this is so much better than when she was using her hand, Amber thought as her eyes rolled to the back of her skull. She gasped as she felt Whirlwind slowly pull out, probably in sync with Prism, then the dildo came back, filling her. “Yes, give me more,” she moaned in pleasure.

She wasn’t sure if she was speaking to both of them or just one, but they listened. Prism grabbed her by her legs, getting into a more comfortable position for thrusting, while Whirlwind leaned above her boobs and took her nipple into her mouth, licking it then moving to the next. Amber, quickly losing herself to waves of pleasure, arched her back as she laid on the bed, letting them completely set up the pace. She surrendered herself to them, enjoying being so powerless at that moment, as the dildo strapped to Whirlwind stretched out her pussy. Amber wrapped her arms around her, putting one hand behind her head and giving her up to her face. When Whirlwind’s lips were close enough she leaned towards them, licking them as she opened her mouth for her, letting her tongue in and entwining hers with it. As they began kissing, Amber pulled her hand down her body. Shivers went through her spines as she felt her muscles underneath her skin, knowing Whirlwind could easily overpower her (even if she wasn’t under her being fucked by her and indirectly by her boyfriend).

Not that I would mind being wrestled down, Amber thought, her mind becoming hazy as Whirlwind’s hips slapped against hers. It’s fun being held down and fucked like this.

She moved her hands down to Whirlwind’s breasts. She broke her kiss and Amber squeezed them, rising and arching her back as she played with them, while Prism continued to fuck her from behind, sending the strength of his thrust through Whirlwind to Amber. She felt him let go of her legs, and as she watched, he moved his hands to Whirlwind’s body. They brushed across her midriff, one reaching to her clit, spread fingers as it slid down, the other up to her boobs, going under Amber’s hand to rub Whirlwind’s nipple. He also leaned close and either kissed or bit her on the neck, it was hard to tell from Amber’s position. All while still thrusting his hips into Whirlwind.

He’s gotten into a really good shape, Amber noted, panting, with her tongue hanging out. I don’t think he could keep such pace while feeling us up back a week ago... Guess Whirlwind assured that he’d get a proper training at the Academy. I wonder how many times did they fuck in those showers… damn, I really should have gone there to visit them…

She trailed off as it became hard for her to focus. A particularly strong thrust from Prism send her mind reeling. By the sounds of the moans Whirlwind was making, she was in a similar condition. However, Amber was in too much pleasure to think too much on anything besides their three bodies slapping against one another. It took all her willpower (and the fact that it was highly pleasant to her as well) to continue to fondle Whirlwind’s boobs and keep her legs wrapped around them instead of just writhing on the bed.

Each thrust brought a new wave of ecstasy to her. Each movement of their hips caused another gasp to escape her lips. Every second she felt Whirlwind breasts move under her palms and her body quake her lust increased. Each of her moans caused her the squeeze her tits harder, wanting to make them louder. Whenever she saw Prism move his body against Whirlwind, Amber longed to be in her place, having a real cock stretch her insides. As the dildo pushed in and out of her, she thought about how next time it would be her turn to be fucked by him, feeling his manhood spread her pussy as it drew closer to blasting his seed into her womb.

I wonder how close they are… she thought as she the constant thrusts started gradually to bring her to her orgasm. Amber opened her eyes - When have I closed them? - to see Prism letting go of Whirlwind’s boobs and pussy and put them on her shoulders, causing her to lean forward and support herself with her arms (which she placed on both sides of Amber) as he increased the speed of his thrusts. Her moans turned into shrieks at the rough pace, and at first it took her some difficulty to sync her hips with his; which let Amber to think a bit more lucidly for a few moments. Damn she looks so hot with her tits bouncing like this, she thought, her eyes on Whirlwind’s breasts as they moved up and down right above her.

Amber run her hands along Whirlwind’s sides, admiring her toned body (and especially her boobs) as she continued to thrust her hips against hers. Finally getting her thrusts aligned with Prism’s, she was all but ramming into her. She grabbed her tighter as her moans matched Whirlwind’s in tone, her climax quickly approaching. Amber loved how she was reduced to this laying body, being pounded by them as they all worked towards reaching their orgasms. She reached her peak after Whirlwind took her hand off the bed and put it on her, grabbing her boob and squeezing. With a loud scream, Amber came, her pussy tightening around the dildo as Whirlwind continued her thrusts a few heartbeats long, then let out a similar shriek, followed by a groan from Prism, and they both almost halted. They moved their hips slowly for a few more moments, then they both laid down, partially on Amber.

Not that she minded. For starters, neither of them was especially heavy, and she got to enjoy Whirlwind’s breast’s touch longer. But above all else, she was almost unconscious after the massive orgasms she had just experienced.

Amber laid motionless, her mouth hanging open as she breathed heavily, her chest rising slowly. She couldn’t remember the last time she had an orgasm this intense. Whirlwind and Prism seemed as spent as she was. They were also exhausted and were resting, not moving at all but for breathing. Well, and for one more thing, Amber thought with amusement as she noticed Prism hand raise only to fall on her breast and squeeze it.

Gradually regaining strength, Amber turned over (Prism moved his hand to her other boob) to face Whirlwind, and leaned closer. Despite being slower to recover, she lifted her head to accept her kiss and wrapped her arm around her back as Amber reached with her hand down her body, exploring her wet nethers. She slipped a finger underneath the strap-on into her full of Prism’s seed pussy. So he still has so much left in his balls, huh? Amber mused, drawing circles inside as she tongue-wrestled with her. She slipped another finger and spread Whirlwind’s pussy, letting more of her and Prism juices leak out.

“Wow, look at you, being so exhausted after fucking,” Amber teased her as she pulled her face away. Her hand however stayed where it was; she pressed it against her pussy, slipping her fingers deeper. “If you can’t keep up, maybe you should take a nap? I’m sure Prism and I can entertain ourselves until you get your strength back.”

Not surprisingly, her words caused Whirlwind to snap out of her exhaustion. She looked at her sharply, her body raising a bit to look down at her. Amber smirk quickly dispersed as she recalled her friend’s muscles, wondering if perhaps she hadn’t gone too far.

The weird smile that stretched on Whirlwind’s face didn’t calm her. If anything, Amber was now convinced that she was planning some sort of punishment for what she had said. Before she could say anything, Whirlwind pushed Prism’s hand away and grabbed her breast herself. “You know,” she began to say slowly, squeezing her boob, then letting go of it and pinching a nipple instead, “I don’t think I like what you had just suggested… if I was petty, I would probably tell you to take a nap yourself while we fuck our brains out all night,” Whirlwind told her, shocking her. However, she smirked and, pinching Amber’s nipple a bit harder, continued, “But since I’m not petty, I won’t do that. I will even let you rest a bit longer,” she added, winking, and Amber understood what she meant.

“Aw, come on,” she pouted as Whirlwind rose up and began to take off the strap-on. “You just had your turn with him.”

“And now I am going to have another,” Whirlwind replied, smiling mischievously. “You can use a lesson in humility,” she added, sticking her tongue at her, as she put the strap-on away. Turning to Prism, who was laying on a side, she rolled him to lay on his back and kneeled by his crotch. She glanced at Amber again and smirked. “You’re going to lay there and watch us fuck. But don’t worry, I’m not cruel; I’ll let you touch yourself,” Whirlwind added with a wink.

Amber frowned hearing her “sentence”, but didn’t argue. For one thing, Prism was Whirlwind’s boyfriend, he would listen to her and not touch Amber until she would say so. For other, they’d still have a lot more time together.

And besides, she added in her thoughts, smiling mischievously in her mind, I will have some fun out of this…

Seemingly ignoring her for the time being, Whirlwind leaned closer to Prism’s dick and began to service him. Her tongue swirled around his cock, cleaning it up from her own juices as well as his cum, before she wrapped her lips around it and took it whole into her mouth.

As she watched Whirlwind give her boyfriend a blow job, Amber pulled away to the end of the bed. She knew it seemed that she was still pouting, but it was actually a part of her plan. With both Whirlwind and Prism being so fresh from their orgasms, she suspected it would take a bit for them to start the screw. And for her idea to succeed (or at least be more likely to succeed), Amber needed the two of them to be much more horny than now.

Pulling up to sit with her back against the wall (and placing a pillow behind her to be more comfortable) and enjoyed the show. Thanks to Whirlwind’s mouth and the energetic work of her tongue, Prism’s dick had slowly began to grow again. At the sight of the his hardening cock, Amber’s loins stirred. She crossed her legs to stop herself from sliding her hand down her body to her pussy.

I mean, I plan to, Amber amended in her mind, but all in due time.

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Wow, she really got jealous because of what Amber had said, Prism thought, running his hand through Whirlwind’s hair as she run her tongue along his shaft. It was impossible to not notice how, as his dick grew gradually bigger and harder, she would make very long licks across it’s length, leaving his penis on full display while she’d cast a glance at Amber’s direction. Not that I mind though, he amended, holding a gasp as she put him in her mouth and gave him a deepthroat, this is awesome!

He felt a bit bad about Amber missing out on the fun, but he was sure Whirlwind wasn’t going to exclude her like this for long. Prism knew she enjoyed her presence in their activities too much for that. So he instead focused on his own and Whirlwind’s pleasure.

Besides, watching us fuck is pretty exciting too, he thought as Whirlwind’s head bobbed up and down. Or so would the majority of Wonderbolt Academy say.

It didn’t take long from then for his dick to return to it’s full glory. Whirlwind pulled herself up, letting his cock stand in the air, rock hard after her amazing blow job. She smiled with approval as she started to raise, probably intending to straddle him and ride him.

However, despite how hot the thought of that was, Prism had another idea he wanted to try out now.

He rose up to his knees, having some difficulty to stand up right away after lying for a while. Whirlwind looked at him with surprise as he slowly stood up, but didn’t comment on it, letting him take the reins.. For now, Prism added jokingly in his mind as he embraced his lover in a hug and kissed her. His hands went down to her ass, squeezing it as he spun her around, towards the window by his bed.

The windows in his bedroom were much smaller that the ones in the living room, and had window sills under them. Because of that he hadn’t tried to have sex against them. The windows in the living room just seemed more comfortable for the task. Especially since his bed was right under the ones in the bedroom, and fucking while standing on the bed required a bit of balancing. However, the idea had tempted Prism for a while, and he now wanted to try it.

He lifted Whirlwind up and put her on the window sill. With him standing on the bed, her pussy was at the perfect height for him. She shuddered and gasped as her bare back touched the window’s surface, but then quickly resumed to make out with him. Prism, his hands moving from her ass to her boobs, moved his mouth down to nibble on her neck, eliciting another gasp from her. As he squeezed her breasts, his thumbs playing with her nipples, he grinded his hips into hers. His dick slid across her pussy’s lips, already feeling how wet she was. Not wanting to start right away, Prism bend down, staying a bit at her boobs’ level to lick her nipples (Well, more than a bit, he amended as he made circles with his tongue around both of them several times) before going further down.

He drew his tongue around the edges of her pussy, moving it slowly as he felt her press her thighs against his head. Looking up at her, he saw that Whirlwind arched her back from the pleasure, and her hands were now on her breasts. She squeezed them as he continued to please her orally, creating quite exciting view for Prism. His mind filling with lust, he stopped teasing her and drew a long, slow lick across her lips, causing Whirlwind to utter a loud moan. Very loud, in fact.

Almost as if she was putting a show for somebody, Prism mused, enjoying the taste of his girlfriend. He buried his tongue inside of her velvet walls, marveling at their warmth and wetness. And if this is a show, he added in his thoughts, pulling his tongue back into his mouth, I would say we’re ready to move on to the next part.

He slowly raised from his knees, back to the sitting position, keeping his eyes on Whirlwind. She had closed her eyes earlier, probably wanting to completely focus on the sensation between her legs. No longer feeling his tongue or even his breath upon her nethers, Whirlwind opened them to look at him. Their eyes met, and Prism could easily read from hers what she wanted him to do.

When his head was back at the same level as hers, he leaned to kiss her again, and slid his hands down her body and thighs. Prism grabbed them gently and raised her legs up a bit as he pressed his hips closer to hers. As Whirlwind embraced him with legs behind him, Prism, with one hand more or less free, reached down to his penis to better align him with her pussy. When his tip was finally pressing against her lips, he couldn’t help but smile at the thought of his unprotected dick about to slide into his girlfriend.

Still as hot as when we started, he thought before he started to press his cock inside of her pussy.

Whirlwind broke the kiss to moan loudly into the air as his dick slid deeper into her. With his mouth no longer busy, Prism kissed her exposed neck as his cock filled her pussy, bottoming out inside of her. With practiced ease, he pulled back, leaving only his head inside, before slamming his hips back. As the squelching noise sounded across his bedroom, so did the shout Whirlwind uttered. Hearing her express her lust in such loud manner only added fuel to Prism’s lust. He pulled out and thrusted again, then again, until he established a steady rhythm.

“Ooooooooh Priiissm!” Whirlwind moaned as he fucked her against the window, her voice shaking from the pleasure she was in. “Your cock feels so good inside of me! Fuck me harder!” she demanded, and Prism thrust his hips more violently. “Yes! Like that! Fuck me until I can’t walk!”

Your wish is my command, Prism mused, more than happy to comply.

It didn’t escape his notice that she had glanced again at Amber (even if he had momentarily forgot about her), nor did it surprise him. What did surprise him, however, was that after she had looked at her briefly, she looked again, this time longer, her eyes locked on her. Curious, Prism, without stopping his thrusts, also glanced at their friend.

He immediately knew why Whirlwind had continued to look at her.

Amber was sitting at the end of the bed, her back against the wall, just as she was the last time he had looked her way. However, her legs were no longer crossed. She had spread them wide, giving both him and Whirlwind a good view of her pussy. Or rather, she would, if there wasn’t a big dildo inside of her, blocking some of the view. Prism watched as she slowly pushed it further up her pussy, so captivated by the sight that he stopped his thrusts. He noticed that when he did so Amber had smirked, but he couldn’t help it.

With one hand kept on the dildo, she moved it all the way up her pussy, then pulled it back, starting to swirl it around slowly after more than a half was out. Amber moaned lasciviously while she did so, and when Prism looked up to her face, he saw that her mouth was open and her tongue was out, curling seductively. Her other hand was on her breast, squeezing it and moving it in circular motion. She pushed it a little against her other boob, and when Prism looked closer at her middle and ring fingers, which seemed to rub against each other a bit, he noticed that her nipple was between them.

“Oh, don’t mind me,” Amber suddenly spoke up, snapping him out of his reverie. She smirked again and continued; “You two are putting such a hot show, it would be a pity if you would stop to just stare at me.”

Having said that, Amber grabbed her breast and, reaching with her tongue as far as she could, leaned down to lick her nipple. All while her eyes were on Whirlwind.

Following her gaze, Prism saw that his girlfriend was still staring at Amber. And that her face was a bit more red than before, which he had a feeling had nothing to do with his cock inside of her. Well, not like I can blame her, Prism thought, giving Amber one last (for now) glance. He could feel his dick growing even harder at the sight. Heck, he amended, turning back to Whirlwind and nibbling at her neck, probably her sounds alone could do that to me. Still, Prism added, making a hickey on Whirlwind’s neck, it doesn’t mean I’m just gonna let Amber seem hotter to her than me.

Making a hickey on her neck seemed to help her recover. Prism felt her shudder, then reach with her hand to his face and lift his head up. Before he knew it, Whirlwind’s tongue parted his lips and slipped inside of his mouth. Surprised, he quickly kissed her back, running his tongue along hers. Her hands embraced him and pulled him closer to her, then she began to sensually brush his back, her fingernails digging into his skin occasionally. Prism clung his body tighter to hers in reply, moved his hands down to her legs and lifted them higher, at the same time thrusting his dick deep inside of her. Whirlwind broke the kiss to give out a lustful moan. After pulling back for another thrust, Prism felt her roll her hips in rhythm with him, as best as she could sitting on the window sill.

Seems like she had a similar idea to mine, Prism realized, then amended; Sort off. They were both trying to “outdo” Amber, except where he had doubled his efforts wanting to be the one more lusted over by Whirlwind, she seemed to want to create a hotter show than Amber was putting. Even now as they resumed their fucking, they could hear her moans from the end of the bed. Risking a glance (knowing that he could get transfixed on that sight again) Prism saw that she was masturbating with the dildo viciously, thrusting it in and out with both hands, having moved down to lying position and rocking her whole body.

Pulling his eyes away (Oh man, those tits…) Prism focused on Whirlwind. He moved one hand down to her ass, and with the other under her knee, he lifted her up a bit, then down, letting her bend her body to easier move her hips. To better support herself, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, tightened her legs’ grip, and began to smash her crotch against his.

Prism leaned closer to her and kissed her, finding the position a bit uncomfortable due to supporting now most of her weight. Still, Whirlwind had a light build, so it wasn’t too much of a bother to him. He thrust his hips enthusiastically against hers, his dick ramming into her pussy in practiced motion. Whirlwind moaned into his mouth as he kissed her, her voice shaking along with her body.

“You feel so good inside of me!” Whirlwind gasped, her voice becoming hoarse after constant moaning, groaning and screaming every now and then. “I love when you fuck me so roughly! I want to feel your shoot your seed all over my pussy! Oooh, fuck!” she moaned after a particularly rough thrust. “Yes! Pound my pussy!”

To Prism, her words were like fuel to the fire burning within him. Despite that he hadn’t thought it would be possible, he hastened his pace, his thrust becoming even faster and more rough. Whirlwind’s body bounced against his, making it harder to stand on the bed, but he ignored his discomfort. He bend his legs in the knees and set them a bit further apart, making his stance more stable, and continued to fuck her in mid-air.

“I love when you talk like that,” Prism groaned with exertion, finding talking to be a little difficult in those circumstances. “And love your pussy even more! I’m going to fuck it until you can’t walk!”

“Good!” Whirlwind responded in a moan. “Give it to me!”

“Oooh, you two can be so loud,” Amber exclaimed suddenly from her side of the bed. Prism glanced her way, only briefly, not wanting to distract himself; especially not at this point, as he was coming close, and from his multiple experiences with Whirlwind he could tell she was too. Amber had moved one of her hands back to her boobs, but still continued to fuck herself with the dildo almost as fast as before. Her back was arched as she moved played with her breast, and her legs were kicking the bed’s sheets away. She must be close too, Prism mused as he returned his attention to Whirlwind. “I’m so wet with jealousy,” Amber continued, surprising him a bit by admitting that. “Please, one of you fuck me after you’re done! Or better yet, both of you!”

“Not really… a tone you’d… ask for something,” Whirlwind, in breaks between moaning, panted.

“Aww, you’re really gonna make me beg?” Amber retorted, her voice pleading.

Well, Prism amended, as pleading as voice can sound while shoving about six to eight inches long dildo into your body repeatedly.

Instead of replying, Whirlwind pointedly ignored Amber. She lifted her head a little to kiss Prism on the mouth, moaning lustfully into it as they tongue-wrestled. Prism moved one of his hands across her back, caressing her body while still fucking her, the pressure in his loins continuing to increase.

While they were busy with each other, Amber, who had seemed to get the message, groaned. Whether from pleasure or from annoyance, it was hard to tell immediately (being busy didn’t help with it), but nevertheless, she soon spoke up. “Please, would the two of you hot, young, sexy Wonderbolts fuck me when you are done screwing each other. Your fucking is so arousing to watch, I must have you. Use me however you want, please, I beg of you.”

That finally got a reaction out of Whirlwind. She finished the kiss (took her a few seconds, didn’t break it right away, for which Prism’s ego was thankful for) and glanced at their friend, who was still masturbating all throughout her begging, her eyes gleaming. “Well…” she began, pausing to pant as his dick massaged her velvet walls, “since you’ve asked so nicely…” Whirlwind turned to Prism. “What do you think? Do you want to fuck her?”

Despite how far his mind was gone due to the carnal pleasure, Prism retained enough of it to remember how this all had started, and thought carefully a moment before he replied. “I want to fuck both of you,” he said honestly, his eyes locked on Whirlwind. “I want to paint both of you white with my seed. I want both of us to fuck her, too.” He still continued to speak, all while fucking her, the pressure in his loins reaching boiling point. “I want the three of us to fuck throughout the weekend so that neither of us will be able to walk. I want us to fuck until we pass out from exhaustion.”

“Ooouh, yes, let’s do that,” Amber panted enthusiastically, nodding her head with eyes closed.

Probably picturing that scene, Prism noted absentmindedly before he turned his full attention to Whirlwind, his orgasm rapidly approaching.

Whirlwind, who also seemed close, had her eyes closed in concentration as her body bounced against his in mid-air. “Mmm, fine,” she moaned, her breath ragged. “Wouldn’t want to miss opportunity to… use you however we want, anyway,” Whirlwind panted, smiling mischievously for a moment before her mouth opened as she let out another shout of pure pleasure. “Oooooooh, Prism!” she screamed as her body convulsed, arching her back and leaning away from him, her hands still clasped around his shoulders, as her orgasm hit her.

Prism groaned, feeling her pussy milk his cock, its hold becoming like a vice. Closing his eyes, he pushed through one last time, his thrust pushing him past his limit. He shoot his seed inside her pussy, hands grasping her ass to hold her as he pumped load after load into her.

Whirlwind’s scream continued, changing into a prolonged moan as her body slowly calmed down after her orgasm. With Prism’s dick still pumping his seed into her, her mouth spread into a smile and her body relaxed, content. Prism, who had neared the end of his endurance, carefully lowered her body to the bed, his legs shaking a bit. When Whirlwind was safely laying on her back, he pulled away. His growing softer dick emerged from her pussy, along with streaks of their mixed liquids. Finally having a moment to catch his breath and rest, Prism laid next to Whirlwind, close to Amber’s legs. Exhaling deeply, he exchanged looks with his girlfriend, both smiling, before they turned their attention to Amber.

Somewhere around the same time as them, she too had reached a climax, on her own. Amber was breathing heavily, as she slowly pulled the dildo out of her pussy. Understandably, as she had just experienced an orgasm, she wasn’t putting much effort into it. Prism, who was positioned closer to her pussy that Whirlwind, could see the dildo slowly emerging, small streaks of her juices spilling from within her lips around it.

Feeling the fire of lust stir inside of him at the sight, Prism crawled up the bed closer to her. He paused only for a moment to look at Whirlwind, remembering how not so long ago she got jealous, but saw her creeping along Amber’s body too. Figuring out her destination, Prism smiled in the corner of his mouth, before he resumed heading towards his goal.

The tempting scent of Amber’s pussy greeted him as his head hovered inches above it. Prism reached with his hands to the dildo she held, gently brushing her away and grabbing the toy, pulling it out. As more of her juices leaked outside, he heard Amber gasp, probably at the sudden feeling of emptiness, as her now free hand traveled to his head and brushed through his hair, delicately pushing him closer to her.

As if I’d need further encouragement, Prism thought, amused, as he leaned down and dragged his tongue across her pussy’s opening.

Amber’s reaction was almost instant. She shuddered and let out a surprised moan; Prism mused if it was because tongue felt much better than the dildo and if the sensation overwhelmed her.

“Oooh, yes…” she moaned, then added; “You both missed this body, didn’t you?”

Overwhelmed her just momentarily it seems, Prism noted, drawing another lick; he could practically hear her smirk.

“Careful,” Whirlwind replied her; despite easily imagining that she said so with a stern expression, Prism sensed a note of humor in her voice. “I might still change my mind.”

As she spoke, she slipped her leg around Amber’s thighs and brushed Prism. Curious about what she was doing, Prism raised his head.

Whirlwind was leaning against Amber, straddling her leg as her hands played with her breasts. Her head laying on her shoulder, gazing into her eyes. Even though her gaze was not directed at him, Prism could tell that she was prodding her for a reply.

“Aww, you know I am sorry about earlier,” Amber said after a few seconds, her voice playfully submissive. “I love when you play with my tits like this... “

“Oh, don’t try to change the subject,” Whirlwind replied, squeezing her boobs tighter in irritation, but it was clear that she was mollified; they all knew Amber loved that.

Happy that the issue was resolved, Prism brought his attention back to the pussy before him. He danced with his tongue around it, enjoying the taste of the liquids that Amber’s crotch had been smeared with, before pushing it right into her love canal. Twirling it around, Prism made sure to get the rest of her juices out of her pussy, while at the same time bringing her great pleasure. His tongue raced along her walls, putting as much pressure as he could here and there, then curled it upwards, causing Amber to utter a short shriek.

Prism smirked (well, as best as he could, with his tongue and mouth being occupied), happy to hear how much she was enjoying his oral skills, and continued to service her. Beside him, he could feel Whirlwind moving her body. The lower part of her body, to be precise. Whirlwind was rubbing her pussy against Amber’s thigh, smearing his cum that was leaking from her along it as she pleasured herself. Taking his tongue out of her love canal, Prism drew a lick along her lips to glance up at, curious what Whirlwind was doing with her mouth. Not surprisingly, her saw her tending to Amber’s boobs. Her lips were wrapped around her right nipple, her tongue most likely flickering it within her mouth, while her hand massaged the other breast.

So enthralled he was by the sight of his girlfriend playing with a pair of huge breasts of another woman that he stared at them for a good few seconds, forgetting about Amber’s pussy. However, she soon bucked her hips upwards (as far as she could with Whirlwind straddling her leg), demanding more caress. Being reminded what he was supposed to be doing, Prism snapped out of his reverie and brought his tongue down to her clit. He carefully dragged circles around it, barely touching it, which already send Amber’s body shivering. When he tilted his head to close his lips around it, she let out a loud moan, arching her back as the pleasure she was experiencing intensified.

He played with her clit with his tongue for a few more moments before he let go and, after drawing a last lick across her lips, he pulled himself up and began to crawl further up her body. By doing so, he brushed against Whirlwind, alerting her that he was changing position. She opened her eyes and looked at him, Amber’s nipple still in her mouth, and when she saw him climbing up she smiled around it. She opened her mouth and pulled back, letting go of her breasts, as she made space for Prism.

Curious what she planned to do, he cast her a questioning glance, but she just smirked and nodded at him to continue. Knowing that whatever was on her mind was probably something exciting, Prism didn’t mind her not satisfying his curiosity, and focused on Amber. He leaned down to kiss her as his crotch brushed against hers, his already rock-hard cock pressing against her nethers while his hands grabbed her tits and squeezed them. Amber replied happily to the kiss, her tongue mingling with his as she moaned into his mouth. Prism felt her legs wrap around him as he grinded his dick against her pussy. Giving her boobs another squeeze, he let go of and placed his hands on the bed to better support his weight as he backed his hips, aligning his dick to the entrance to her love tunnel. When he got into the right position, he entered her pussy, groaning as her wet folds clamped around his cock.

“Oh, how I missed this,” Amber moaned, her hands embracing him as he slid inside of her. “Spread my pussy with this glorious cock of yours,” she commanded, breathing heavily. Then, as if remembering what happened earlier, she added in a pleading tone, “Please.”

“Aw, lookit you, remembering your lesson,” Whirlwind said teasing as she crawled towards their heads. Prism glanced at her, interested, as he thrusted his hips, making Amber gasp. “So, you like my man’s cock, huh?” she continued, her hand reaching between their bodies to fondle Amber’s boob, her eyes on her face. “You can’t wait to be filled up by him?”

“Yeah,” Amber confirmed, panting, as he slowly fucked her. “I want to be so full that his seed would be leaking out.”

“So you like my man’s cum?” Whirlwind prodded, squeezing her breast.

“Mhm,” she moaned in reply.

“Good,” Whirlwind said, smiling. She then rose to her knees. “Then you’ll have nothing against licking it off my pussy I hope?”

An amused chuckle came from Amber as Whirlwind moved to position herself above her head. “You really have to ask?” she said, clearly indicating that she had absolutely nothing against it.

As Prism backed his head away to make room for her, he noticed (not without some pride) that Amber would have a lot to lick off. His cum had leaked from Whirlwind’s pussy since they fucked, glistering on the surface of her flesh, and it seemed that there was still plenty of it left inside.

He grabbed Amber’s hips as he moved back, pulling her to a more comfortable position, while Whirlwind lowered hers down on top of her face, arching her back so that she could reach her pussy with her tongue. Amber was all too happy to do just that, and soon, her tongue was brushing along the edges of her pussy, saliva mixing with Whirlwind’s and Prism’s juices that were leaking out of her.

Stopping for a few moments, he watched as Whirlwind practically grinded her crotch against her face. She arched her back, her hands going to her breasts and fondling them, the feeling of pleasure overwhelming her as Amber’s tongue danced around her pussy. It didn’t take long for Amber to slid it inside Whirlwind’s folds, which in turn elicited a groan from her. Whirlwind moaned lewdly, her reaction clearly indicating how good of a job Amber was doing.

Not wanting her to be the only one showing off their skills, Prism began to roll his hips, thrusting his dick in and out of her pussy, all while his eyes slid up and down. He wasn’t sure which sight aroused him more; the sight of Amber eating out Whirlwind, of Amber tits bouncing as he fucked her, or of Whirlwind rubbing her breasts and moving her hips back and forth above Amber’s face.

It seemed that he wasn’t the only one liking what he saw. As started to pick up his pace, Amber had began to moan after particularly strong thrusts, right into Whirlwind’s pussy. Alerted this way, she had opened her eyes to look down at them, and Prism saw her smile as her sight slid from him to Amber and back again.

“I love watching you fuck her,” she said, her eyes looking at him dreamily as he continued his thrusts. “Fuck her harder,” Whirlwind commanded, her gaze steeling with resolver as she spoke. “I want to hear her scream into my pussy as your cock drills into her, want her to shout your name as you drive her to an orgasm, and I want you to paint her pussy white.”

Judging by a the murmur of agreement that came down from between her legs, Amber liked this plan as much as Whirlwind. And Prism, obviously. He just loved when Whirlwind talked like that. Spurred by her words, he thrusted with his hips more roughly, his groin smashing against Amber’s crotch as his dick kissed her inner walls. Prism felt her legs grasp around his waist more tightly and her calfs and feet bounce against his behind as her tongue lapped Whirlwind’s pussy, drinking in her juices. Amber’s hands moved to her thighs, brushing her skin sensually as they went up to her waist. She grasped Whirlwind’s midriff as she began to move her hips in circular motion on top of her face, keeping her pussy within Amber’s tongue’s reach at all time.

As he continued to fuck Amber, Prism, his breathing becoming heavy from the exertion, found his sight be drawn to her huge breasts, how they bounced in rhythm with his thrusts. He reached out with one hand to them, still needing one for support, and fondled them, remarking how good they felt in his palm. Prism squeezed her boob, leaning down to lick her nipple. It served as a good distraction of sorts, helping him to focus on something other than the sensation of Amber’s velvet folds massaging his dick. Still, licking her nipple was still highly arousing too, not to mention that they were accompanied by the sounds of their genitals slapping against each other, the slurping noise made by Amber’s tongue as she pleased Whirlwind orally, and the moans the two girls were uttering.

Not sure how long I’m gonna last, Prism remarked, slowing down for a few moments. He took a deep breath, trying to clear his mind and think of something not sexy. I just came like five minutes ago; I’ll be damned if I cum again so soon! he vowed, intending to make sure both Amber and Whirlwind reached their orgasms before him. Speaking off, Prism mused, giving Amber’s nipple a last lick and then reaching forward with his face.

Extending his tongue, he slid it around Whirlwind’s pussy, briefly moving it down to brush Amber’s. She replied by lowering her head from under Whirlwind’s crotch to kiss him briefly, mingling their tongues together before both of them returned their attention on Whirlwind. While Amber slid hers into Whirlwind’s pussy, massaging her inner walls, Prism licked her outer lips. He moved his tongue in circular motion around her pussy, paying special attention to her clit, flickering it each time he thrusted his hips.

Their effort seemed to rapidly bring desired effect. Whirlwind’s moans turned to shrieks right after they started, and only increased in intensity while they tended to her. Her hands reached down to Prism’s head, pressing it against her crotch moments before her body shuddered, juices leaking out of her as her orgasm hit her. She arched her back as she let out a loud scream, letting the world know the pleasure she was experiencing right now.

Prism paused in his thrust and pulled his head away to look at her face. He enjoyed seeing her during her orgasm, when she held her eyes closed and mouth open, taking in short deep breaths. Whirlwind stayed like that for a couple more seconds, staying on top of Amber, before, with a content sigh, she slowly bend down, rolling in the air as she laid down, sliding off Amber’s face and taking her left leg around it.

“I love feeling your body shake when you climax,” Amber moaned, looking down at her as Prism resumed his thrusts. “You’re going to be back with us in a while?”

“Yeah…” Whirlwind replied, her voice sounding tired and hoarse (which, considering how she was screaming just moments ago, on top of all the hours before this, wasn’t surprising). “Just… need to catch my breath…”

“Great,” Amber said, smiling, then to Prism’s confusion she pushed him. “Get up, we had enough of laying around.”

You had, Prism couldn’t help but point out in his thoughts, still remembering his earlier session with Whirlwind, but didn’t protest. He slid out from Amber’s pussy (immediately noticing how… cold it felt outside) and backed to his knees, wondering what she had in mind. Maybe she just wants me to roll over to my back?

But it didn’t look like it. Amber had swiftly gotten up when he got off her, stretching a bit after laying on the bed for so long. Then, much to Prism surprise (Although really, you’d think I would get used to her by now, he mused), she stepped over Whirlwind laying form and opened the window.

“What?” she asked, almost innocently, when she noticed him staring at her with surprise. She opened the window wider and added, “The air was a bit stale in here, figured some draft would be nice. So…” Amber trailed off, leaning through the window and arching her back, wiggling her ass invitingly as she glanced above her shoulder and winked.

It was an invitation no sane man could refuse. Despite the sensation of cold night air hitting him (Although it is refreshing come to think of it; she was right about the draft thing.) and being a bit uncomfortable with the idea of doing that through an opened window (Showers was one thing, but this is a town, Prism thought, but then figured that since it was so late it was unlikely anybody would come around this part of the town. Just hope my neighbours don't mind the noise.), Prism quite eagerly took a step to stand behind Amber, then lined his dick with her pussy and slid it inside in one one swift motion.

As he expected, his thrust caused Amber to once again start moaning. She lifted her head up to look at the sky as her tits bounced outside of the window, the force Prism’s had put into that move rocking them against window-sill. As he thought about how it must look from the outside, his earlier worries evaporated completely, his mind now focused only on how hot this was. Prism backed his hips and slammed them again, finding a steady rhythm as he began to fuck Amber from behind. He slapped her ass as a thought occurred to him that they should move the camera to capture that, but before he could turn around he noticed Whirlwind moving from below them.

It appeared that she had the same idea as he, as she crawled on his bed toward the camera, rose up to sitting position to take it from his desk, then stood up and opened the other window. Whirlwind sat on the window sill to be able to lean further than Amber, wanting to take a good take.

“Smile for the camera,” she said with amusement as Prism fucked her earnestly, rocking her body. Whirlwind moved the camera to get a good angle on her bouncing boobs as she continued, “Wow, you really have no shame huh? Getting fucked through a window, basically in public, letting people see your bouncing tits…” she added, her free hand reaching to them and fondling them.

She let go of them (after a while) and continued to film them, concentrating mostly on Amber. Prism didn’t mind, as he knew he would enjoy watching this later. His thrust grew more rough as he all but plowed her pussy, his hand slapping her buttocks every now and then.

Finally it seemed that Whirlwind wanted to record him too. She got off the window sill and back inside the bedroom, then kneeled down and went under them with the camera. Prism smirked, thinking how awesome his girlfriend was that she was recording his dick slamming into their friend’s pussy, until several moments later he saw her put the camera on the window sill (directed at them of course). Before he could look down, however, he felt reach up and draw a lick across his cock as it was sliding out of Amber’s pussy, and then further up along her lips and clit, then resuming it again.

A few more of those licks proved too much for Amber. She lifted her head up again and let out a loud scream, almost like a wolf, as her pussy tightened around his dick. Prism wasn’t too far behind her; a couple more thrust, one more slap, during which Amber rode her orgasm, and he too reached his climax. He shoved his crotch against her ass and hold her like that as his dick shot a load of his seed down her love tunnel, filling her up.

As slowly both of them calmed down, they began to back away from the window. Prism, who was still holding Amber, pulled them both back and, with one hand reaching to her boobs to squeeze them playfully briefly, with the other he closed the window, feeling a bit chilly now in the aftermath of his orgasm.

He finally pulled out of Amber’s pussy, letting some of their mixed juices leaked out down to the bed (Can’t wait to see the bill for the cleaning, Prims thought briefly, recalling how many of their bodily liquids had gotten spilled on it already.) as they sat down on it. Amber laid back against him, using him for support while they rested. Almost on their own accord, Prism’s hands moved up to her boobs again, fondling them gently. He caught Whirlwind smiling at him knowingly, as well as her shot longing looks at Amber’s breast.

“So, had fun?” she asked as she sat next to them, her question directed to Amber.

“You know it,” Amber said in breaks between breaths. She smiled and continued. “You got that stallion of yours so well trained…”

Whirlwind smirked hearing that as she leaned closer. “I’m happy to hear my man had pleased you so well.”

“Oh really?” she asked in turn, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes, really. I feel a little bad about earlier,” Whirlwind said, her voice dropping. However, as Prism looked at her attentively, he noticed that her face wasn’t quite showing her remorse. “I’d like to make it up to you, in order to make things fair between us.”

She probably wants to do something she’ll enjoy, Prism realized easily, then added. But Amber too most likely.

“Aww, aren’t you sweet?” Amber exclaimed in a soft voice, smiling. “What do you have in mind?”

Instead of replying right away, Whirlwind first glanced at Prism and smirked. “Well, for starters, we’re gonna need you to lay down on your back.”

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She could barely restrain herself from jumping on Amber as she moved almost obediently to forward up the bed, so that she could lay on it comfortably. Her breasts had jiggled with every movement of hers, making Whirlwind’s grow wet. She longed to caress them again. Although she was actually honest earlier, that she wanted to make it up to her for leaving her out earlier (even if she had deserved some lesson in humility), her main objective was to sate her own lust.

It wasn’t just Amber’s boobs that she wanted to fondle; Whirlwind wanted to caress her entire body, squeeze it, brush it and lick it. Watching it before being rocked by her boyfriend awakened this desire in her, making her want to taste every part of the girl that had been fucked so roughly by Prism. Whirlwind could feel her nethers burning at the mere thought of running her fingers and tongue throughout her body, from her face through tits and pussy to her feet. And she wanted to do it alongside Prism; thinking of both of them bringing pleasure to every part of Amber deeply aroused her.

As she laid down and wiggled in the sheets (the quilts had long since landed on the floor) to make herself comfortable, Whirlwind leaned to Prism’s ear. “Do you remember how we made you stay still and caressed your body?” she whispered.

Prism nodded, comprehension dawning on him. “Wanna do this to Amber now, huh?”

“Yep,” Whirlwind replied, smirking. “I mean, don’t you just want to fondle that body?” she added, glancing lustly at Amber.

He followed her gaze and nodded again. “Of course. But,” he added, gazing at her with equal lust, his arm reading to her, “I also wanna fondle your body.”

Whirlwind felt touched hearing that, especially since she had loved so much caressing his body, too. And when then when she actually was touched, she shuddered. His hand squeezed her breasts, making her hum in content.

“Later,” she said, already looking forward to that moment. “Probably best tomorrow when we’re all rested.”

“Can’t wait,” Prism replied, narrowing his eyes seductively.

I could just drawn in his gaze, she thought, looking into his green eyes, feeling her nethers melt under their intensity.

“Don’’t want to interrupted you guys,” Amber spoke up, causing them to turn their attention back to her. “Like, really, you look very hot right now,” she added with a wink. “But this sorta brings me a sense of deja vu, so...”

Whirlwind giggled hearing that, then glanced back at Prism, whispering, “Just follow my lead,” before she crawled towards Amber. She saw her smiling knowingly, probably having figured out what she intended to do to her. Replying with a smile of her own, she crouched down by Amber’s left side and leaned to her face, Prism mimicking her moves.

Slowly (enough for her boyfriend to know what to do now) she drew her tongue across Amber’s face, letting the tip of it travel in circular motions on her half while Prism did the same on his. Whirlwind then started making longer, more wet licks, before finally moving closer and planting kisses on the cheek, ears, forehead and mouth.

Their efforts had begun yielding results. Amber had begun to moan quietly, enjoying the attention she was getting. But she wasn’t the only one getting pleasure out of this. Whirlwind hummed as her lips brushed against Amber’s smooth skin, leaving hickeys here and there on her half of her face. She knew by the sounds Prism was making that he was doing the same. Both of them took their time tasting her body, finding true joy in this task, their tongues sliding across the face that both of them had caused in the hours before to twist in pure ecstasy.

When she noticed Prism tilting his head to caress Amber’s ear, Whirlwind took the chance and leaned to kiss her on the lips. Her tongue slid past her lips and brushed with Amber’s, which she quickly responded to. She turned her head a bit to reply to her kiss, her own tongue mingling with hers and making its way to her mouth. Whirlwind felt her moving her hand up, but before she could reach it’s destination, she grabbed her and held her down without breaking the kiss, not wanting her to move, just like Prism before.

For a moment she tried to fight her, but ultimately she gave up, probably only now remembering how Prism’s immobility was part of the fun. Satisfied now that she knew Amber wouldn’t move, Whirlwind pulled her head back, her tongue sliding out of Amber’s mouth, a thread of saliva connecting their mouths for a short time before it disappeared. Amber looked longingly into her eyes, groaning a bit unhappily when she didn’t resume immediately.

She noticed that when she had been busy with Amber’s mouth, Prism didn’t stand idle. He had began to move down, his lips tenderly nibbling on her neck. After a brief hesitation, she decided it was indeed a good point to move on, and lowered her head down to Amber’s neck as well. As she did so, Prism in turn raised and moved up to her lips. Whirlwind smiled at the thought of him having to wait his turn to kiss her, then started to lick her neck before she nibbled on it in the similar matter as Prism had done before. She left more hickeys on her skin there during the time they were kissing, then, when he finally broke the kiss and moved his head back, Whirlwind shared a look with him, and nodded for them to move on.

In his eyes burned the same lust as in hers as they both turned their attention to Amber’s boobs. They leaned at the same to them, each to the one on their side of her body. Whirlwind stopped paying attention to Prism, focusing on the massive tit before her. She reached to it with one hand, fingers curling around it as she gently squeezed it. Without realizing it, she pressed her hips against the bed, brushing her pussy with the sheets, so turned one she was right then. Whirlwind leaned closer to the boob she held in her hand and extended her tongue to the nipple. She slowly swirled it around it, then flicked it, eliciting a moan in response from Amber. Not giving her a moment to process her what she was experiencing, Whirlwind took her nipple in her mouth, sucking on it as her hand massaged her boob. Amber began to writher under her, her shaking hand indicating that she was finding it hard to keep it herself from grabbing something. Or someone, Whirlwind amended, noticing her gazing longingly at her breasts, then at Prism (guessing by the angle, probably at his penis specifically). As much as she enjoyed the thought of Amber fondling either of them, she was happy she managed to restrain herself. Her hands will get some attention soon anyway, she added in her thoughts.

As she continued to play with her boob, Whirlwind looked over to what Prism was doing. She saw that he kept his hand on Amber’s midriff, although she was sure that a moment ago he was massaging her tit in the similar manner to her. He was licking Amber’s nipple, keeping his head above it, as he brushed her skin delicately. Whirlwind felt a pang of jealousy at the sight of attention Amber was getting, but she got over it almost immediately, knowing he would give it to her when it was her turn. She watched with interest as the tip of his tongue kept flickering her nipple, licking it over and over, moving rapidly as he pleased Amber. As she writhed under them, kicking away the sheets under her, Whirlwind wondered whether it was her or him that was causing her experience greater pleasure.

Having looked long enough on what Prism was up to on his half of Amber, she resumed caressing her. She gave her boob another squeeze as she moved her head back, letting her nipple slid out of her mouth. Extending her tongue, she began to lick it, but not like Prism, rather she resumed moving it in circles around it. When Amber’s body jerked and she gave a loud moan, she increased her efforts. Whirlwind got so occupied by her activity that she didn’t even notice at first when Prism began to change his position. When she did realize it, feeling the bed shift under his weight, she looked at him to see him kneeling next to Amber. His hand was reaching down to his semi-hard dick. Even in this state his monstrous cock was impressive, and it continued to grow. And, more importantly, was within sight and reach of Amber, and she couldn’t move.

“Such a pity you can’t move, huh?” Prism asked her, obviously following the same train of thoughts as Whirlwind. He moved his hardening cock with his hand, wiggling it as Amber’s eyes locked on it. “You would love to feel it against your body, wouldn’t you?”

“Prism, don’t be mean,” Whirlwind told him, though she couldn’t earnestly bring herself to scold him. “We weren’t teasing you this much.”

“Oh, yes you were,” Prism countered, turning to her; as he did so, he moved his dick closer to Amber’s boob, almost touching it. “Seeing your tits around me and not being able to touch them? Or how about when you were rubbing yourself against me?”

“Alright, quit whining,” she said, rolling her eyes.

“Whining, huh?” he replied, narrowing his eyes in amusement. “We’ll see who’s whining when I’ll do the same to you too.”

Whirlwind looked at him in mock horror. “You wouldn’t.”

“Oh, I think I will,” Prism said, smirking. “It will be interesting to watch you beg for my dick. Speaking of which,” he added, turning his attention to back to Amber, “if you feel like begging, then go ahead.”

Amber shot him a look that was half-pleading, and half-annoyed. It seemed that at first she seemed determined to stay silent, but as Prism’s cock brushed against her nipple, she broke down with a moan. “Yes, please, give it to me,” she begged, gazing at his dick with lust in her eyes. “I want to suck that cock so much.”

“Aw, I’m happy to hear that,” Prism told her. “But it’s not gonna happen yet.”

“Awww,” Amber whined, her body writhing under them, but otherwise she managed to stay still; she hadn’t attempted to reach for either of them. Whirlwind smirked when next Amber turned to her. “If’s he doesn’t want a blow job, then how about you get your tits over here? Let me lick them clean for you.”

For a moment Whirlwind considered her proposition, but she dismissed it, knowing it would be more fun this way. “Sorry, gonna have to agree with Prism, you’ll have to wait a bit.”

“You two are horrible,” Amber declared, pouting, her eyes on Prism’s dicks as he got back to his earlier position. “Fine then,” she added, turning back to Whirlwind, “but know this; when it will be your turn, I will be hanging those” Amber paused to wiggle her chest, making her boobs jiggle, “right above your face.”

Despite feeling she should have seen this coming, Whirlwind felt her eyes grew wide in surprise. She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, she had recovered and was able to look at the situation calmly. “You were going to do that anyway,” Whirlwind told her, frowning at her.

To her credit, Amber didn’t even try to deny it. “Well duh,” she said, rolling her eyes.

Repeating the gesture after her, Whirlwind moved up to her knees, then brought her leg around Amber’s arm. She lowered her crotch down and aligned her pussy to let her rub against her, while she continued to fondle Amber’s breast. Shivering from the contact, she smirked down at her and leaned to her boob and drew another lick around her nipple.

Prism wasn’t resting either. As she began to grind her pussy along Amber’s arm, he also started to work on her other arm. While he still caressed her boob, his head moved up to her shoulders, and he licked and kissed down from there, leaving hickeys in his wake.

Kissing Amber’s nipple, Whirlwind continued to rub herself with her arm, then, deciding it was enough for now, she unstraddled her and moved a bit away. She took Amber’s hand and kissed it on the back of it, earning a remark from Amber. “My, how romantic.”

Not bothering to reply, she began to lick her fingers, then slowly took each into her mouth. In the corner of her vision she saw Prism mimicking the gesture, probably having remembered this from his own treatment. Whirlwind focused once again on Amber. Her tongue swirled around the finger she held in her mouth, then she sucked it and licked again, then moved to other fingers, just like with Prism.

As Amber’s little finger began to slid past her lips, she let her teeth brush against its skin. Then when it was out Whirlwind gave it a last lick before lowering her hand back. Her gaze traveled from the arm down Amber’s body, stopping briefly on her tits before moving further. As yer eyes laid on her pussy, Whirlwind licked her lips, seeing her glistering lips. The thought of plunging her tongue into those folds, tasting not only Amber but Prism’s seed as well, was more than enough to cause her almost to lean towards it and her hand to start reaching to her own pussy. However, she resisted, not wanting to skip the rest of Amber’s body nor to put her own pleasure before hers.

Focusing on Amber’s belly instead, Whirlwind reached towards it, drawing a long lick along her midriff. Her tongue slid across her skin, gradually getting near her belly button. When she noticed Prism moving to join her, Whirlwind tilted her head to lick it directly. She pushed her tongue down Amber’s belly button, swirling it around as she stayed there for several seconds before backing away, letting Prism have his turn. As Whirlwind waited for him to finish, she gently nibbled on Amber’s skin, leaving several hickeys. Prism took a longer time playing with the navel than her, but it wasn’t long before they switched again. Whirlwind took his place, planting a kiss on Amber’s belly button, before closing her lips around it and sucking it in. Guessing by the murmur Amber let out, she liked the sensation.

They spend a few more moments playing with her midriff before moving on. Perhaps, with Amber’s pussy so close, it wasn’t really surprising they didn’t stay there longer. However, as they moved with their tongue sliding along her skin, they both gave her pussy a wide breadth and began to move down her legs. Which wasn’t exactly easy; from so up close, the scent was almost intoxicating. However, Amber’s legs needed to be tended to first before they could go after their final target.

Suppressing a malicious snicker at the sound of Amber’s whimper, Whirlwind crawled to be closer to her legs as she continued to lick her thigh. Having an idea struck her, she gave her knee a kiss before changing her position. Now she sat further up her body, and slowly brought down her chest towards Amber’s thigh. Her hands rose to her boobs and squeezed them closer together as she brushed them against her skin, sliding it down her leg. She felt Amber shudder under her as she realized what part of Whirlwind’s body was brushing against her. Finding the experience pleasant as well, she finished moving further along Amber’s leg, past her knee and calf. She head to stretch herself out to reach to her foot, but when she did she slid off her and laid on the bed.

Her hands reached to Amber’s leg and held it, massaging it as they moved up to her foot. It was surprisingly cold to touch, considering hot heated everything they’ve done today was. Whirlwind leaned down and planted a kiss on her heel, her hands lifting her foot up a bit, as she began to gently lick her. As she pressed herself against Amber leg, her own leg moving on top of hers so that her pussy would brush against her thigh, she noticed that Prism had also reached Amber’s foot on his side as well.

As both of them caressed her feet, Whirlwind kept expecting to hear another foot fetish joke from Amber, but nothing came from her lips aside from soft moaning. It seemed that she was quite enjoying the treatment she was receiving. Making a mental note about it for later, Whirlwind drew her tongue up to her toes and licked them, then took the big one into her mouth, tongue swirling around it inside. She then pulled her head back and planted a kiss on Amber’s foot, her eyes darting to her side just in time to see Prism glance at her as well.

Taking advantage of the eye contact, Whirlwind signaled to him without words that it was the time. Both turned their attention back to Amber, and began to crawl up her body. Whirlwind quickly got ahead of Prism, wanting to be the first to taste her pussy. She took position between Amber’s legs, which she spread out when she realized what they were about to do, and slowly dragged her tongue between her lips.

Amber let out a loud groan of pleasure as she felt her lick her most intimate place. Whirlwind smiled and continued her work, her tongue gathering all the liquids splattered on her nethers or dripping from them and tasting them. As her tongue plunged into her folds,she noticed Prism looming above her. She glanced up to see him leaning towards Amber’s clit, tilting his head so that he wouldn’t bump into Whirlwind’s, and reaching down with his tongue. Amber’s gasps only intensified as he joined Whirlwind in pleasing her orally. Not wanting to be outdone, she increased her efforts. Her tongue trashed around in Amber’s love canal, sliding along her velvet walls and reaching as far as she could. Amber grasped her tighter with her legs, seemingly by a reflex and not a conscious decision. Whirlwind noticed her hands trembling, probably meaning that she wanted to grab both of them as well and press their heads closer to her crotch, but she restrained herself.

She seems to be have a worse control over her lower half of her body, she mused, her tongue sliding in and out of her folds. With amusement, she added, Hm, I wonder if there is a specific reason for that.

“Ooooooh, yeeeesss,” Amber moaned lengthily, her body trembling. “Oouh, finally, I couldn’t wait for you to get to my pussy!” As both Whirlwind and Prism had their mouths busy, neither replied, unless one counted their increased efforts as a reply. Amber continued to moan and writhe in pleasure as they stayed silent. “Yes, just like that! Lick my wet pussy, I want to feel your tongues lick me clean!”

Whirlwind was more than happy to obey her, and it didn’t take a genius to figure out that Prism was too. Her tongue lashed around inside of her, stopping to put pressure on her velvet walls every few seconds. Amber’s trembling gradually became more frequent, she would also occasionally arch her back and raise her hips a bit, pressing her crotch against Whirlwind and Prism’s faces. Reaching with her hands to her thighs to hold her down, Whirlwind stopped for a moment, her tongue aching a bit after such long gymnastics inside Amber’s pussy. During her short break, she took the opportunity to enjoy her scent. Breathing deeply, Whirlwind closed her eyes, thinking about all the activities the three of them had shared and would continue to for the next two days. When she opened her eyes, she saw Prism closing his lips around Amber’s clit, and right before her shouts deafened all noises, she heard sucking sounds.

Tightening her grasp on Amber’s legs, Whirlwind resumed her task. Her tongue plunged into her pussy once again, moving it in circular motion, while at the same time she pressed her own crotch tighter against the bed, rubbing herself against the sheets. She wondered if she could change her position to move her nethers within Amber’s mouth reach. After a moment however she decided against it, remembering that this was supposed to be about Amber.

I could always have either of them lick me or fuck me later, Whirlwind decided, her enthusiasm at the prospect transferring to her oral ministrations. I can endure for now. Besides, she added, glancing to her side, it’s not like I am the only one not being tended to right now.

Prism’s cock was right within her reach, wiggling slightly due to his head and tongue’s movement, almost as if taunting her. Whirlwind fought down the urge to grab it, knowing that in a few more moments she could count on it plunging into her burning nethers. As if to confirm her thoughts, Amber’s trembling increased yet again, her shrieks rising in the prelude to her orgasm.

When she came several seconds later, she did so with a loud, incoherent scream to the heathens. Her juices flooded down on Whirlwind’s face, drenching her in Amber’s overwhelming scent. Amber’s body continued to shake for a few more moments, but soon it began to gradually slow down, her tremblings decreasing as she calmed down.

Both Whirlwind and Prism stayed where they were, keeping their mouths near her pussy, gently licking her in a calming, relaxing manner as she recovered. When she was satisfied with Amber’s condition, Whirlwind rose on her elbows and began to make her way up her body. She gently pushed Prism out of her way, nodding at her back as she passed him in an unmistakable manner. He quickly caught on and rose to his knees as well, moving behind her.

When Whirlwind got on top of Amber, who was breathing heavily in the afterglow of her orgasm, she only had enough time to lean down and lick her nipples once before she felt Prism’s hands on her ass. She archer her back temptingly at him, and as she expected, she didn’t have to wait too long for his reply. Like some wild animal, he leaned forward to lick her pussy a few times, sending ripples of pleasure through her body, before climbing on top of her. Whirlwind gasped as his cock brushed along her lips, and waited for him to plunge past them.

“You want it?” Prism asked her, taking her by surprise. She hadn’t expected him to speak at this moment.

She looked over her shoulder to look him in the eyes. “Yes,” Whirlwind said, grinding her pussy against his dick.

His reply made her jaw drop. “Then beg for it.”

Whirlwind stared at him with round eyes, certain that he was joking. She had seen how hard his dick was, knew it had been like that for some time now; surely he needed a release as much as her? And Whirlwind felt as if her pussy was on fire; she needed it badly, and she needed it now.

As if wanting to dispel any doubts whether he was serious or not, Prism continued to speak, sporting an irritating smirk on his face. “Tell me how badly you want this. Beg for my cock, beg for me to fuck you.”

She opened her mouth, words of defiance at the tip of her tongue, but at that exact moment Prism pressed his hips tighter against her, his dick brushing along her pussy’s lips again. Her resistance crumbled almost instantly, her need of him overshadowing her pride.

“Please,” she exclaimed, looking at him pleadingly. “I need your cock in my pussy. I need you to fuck me, please, I need it badly. Fuck me, please!”

Prism’s smirk grew even wider - Whirlwind made another mental note, this one about getting back at him for this - as he replied, “Well, since you begged so nicely…”

His dick plunged into her pussy without any warning, causing her to utter a surprised - yet highly aroused at the same time - shriek. Whirlwind arched her back and lift her head, moaning loudly as Prism began to fuck her at a very rough pace. She had been right; he did need this as badly as her. Her arms and legs, tired after the long day, could support her body for only a few more minutes of the relentless fucking before they gave out under her, forcing her to lay down on top of Amber.

Having momentarily forgotten about her, Whirlwind looked at her. She found some difficulty at focusing at anything as her body was being rocked so hard, but she noticed Amber smiling at her.

“You look so cute when you beg,” Amber told her, looking into her eyes.

Not bothering to reply, Whirlwind leaned forward, kissing her passionately as pleasure builded up inside of her. Amber replied eagerly to the kiss, sliding her tongue into her mouth. Whirlwind felt her hands move along her body, one embracing her around her back and other reaching to her breast. As Amber squeezed her boob, she found the combined stimulation from her and from Prism’s cock to be too much for her. She broke the kiss to shriek loudly as her body was rocked by an orgasm, her pussy tightening around her boyfriend’s dick. At the same time, despite the high of pleasure she was in, she felt him shooting his seed inside of her as he groaned, slapping his hips hard against her. He hold her as both of them experienced their joined orgasm, while Amber nibbled gently on her neck.

Panting from exhaustion, Whirlwind slowly began to regain her senses. She lowered her head to kiss Amber, then glanced back to look at Prism. His head was buried in her neck, so she couldn’t see what state he was in, but she could feel his short, deep breath on her skin. After a moment he stirred and their eyes met; both looked at the other with love, lust… and exhaustion.

They carefully rolled off Amber to the side, Prism’s dick sliding out of her as they laid on the bed. All three were now laying on their back, their eyes locked on the ceiling as they tried and failed to fight off their exhaustion.

Finally, Amber said what all of them were thinking. “Wanna call it a night?”

“Yeah,” Whirlwind said in a rasped voice; her throat felt a bit sore after all the shouting.

“Me too,” Prism added, his arm after a second reaching to the window sill to stop the camera, not wanting it to waste battery and memory to record them sleeping. “We can start off where we left on tomorrow.”

“Agree,” Amber replied, yawning loudly. She cuddled closer to Whirlwind, pressing her head against her shoulder. “Goodnight guys,” she said as she leaned against her, placing her hand on her body and gently squeezing her boob for a brief moment.

On her other side, Prism did the same, squeezing her other tit as he wished them goodnight as well. Whirlwind, too tired to release her arms from between their bodies to reply to their caressed, yawned and wiggled her body, making herself comfortable.

“Goodnight,” she said in a soft voice, closing her eyes.

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Dhum-dhum-dhum.

Whirlwind groaned as she regained her consciousness, awoken by the irritating sound. Her entire body ached; she had no idea if she was ever so sore. And it wasn’t that long since she had been a trainee at the Wonderbolt Academy too.

Oh, and it’s just after the first day, she thought, stretching out on the bed. Her muscles ached in protest, but it wasn’t anything Whirlwind couldn’t handle. She couldn’t straighten her arms though; there were two bodies pressing on her from her sides. She vaguely recalled falling asleep between Prism and Amber. They too started to stir from their sleep. Hm, I wonder if they are in better shape… Whirlwind wondered, raising to a sitting position and finally stretching her arms. Rolling her eyes, she added in her thoughts, Wouldn’t surprise me if Amber was. But I sure hope they aren’t in worse shape; we’ve got so much more hours still to cover.

Dhum-dhum-dhum.

Oh right, that… somebody’s knocking on the door? she wondered, her mind still hazy from her sleep. She turned to her side and nudged Prism. “Somebody’s knocking on your door,” Whirlwind told him as he yawned, his eyes still closed.

“Yeah, I hear it,” he muttered, one hand reaching to his face and rubbing his eyes. “Can you go see who it is? I’ll be right there.”

“Fine,” Whirlwind replied, also yawning, as she raised on her legs and jumped over Amber. She straightened her legs and bend down to rub her thighs, feeling awkward standing up after such a long time laying down and so soon after sleep. Afterwards she arched her back and put her arms behind her, finishing stretching as she looked back on the bed. “You two better get up soon,” Whirlwind told them, smirking. “We have so much more to do…”

She trailed off and walked out of the room, feeling the eyes of both of them lock on her ass. In order to better motivate them to get up from bed, Whirlwind wiggled it as she left.

Dhum-dhum-dhum.

She was about to call out that she was coming, but at the moment she opened her mouth another yawned escaped past her lips. Covering her mouth, she instead hastened to the door, wondering what could this be about. As her hand closed on the door knob and the other began unlocking the door, she noticed that there was something that wasn’t right. However, she was too drowsy to try and figure out what this little voice in the back of her mind was trying to tell her. Wanting to quickly return to Prism and Amber, she opened the door.

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Hot Head frowned as he knocked on the door for the third time. Did he go out somewhere already? he wondered, but quickly dismissed the thought. He doubted Prism would be able to go someplace so early in the morning. Most likely he’s still asleep.

He would have expected that the week Prism had spent in the Wonderbolt Academy would have taught him some discipline, but he could also understand him. Back after Lucky and Hot Head himself got back from the Royal Guard boot camp they had also slept through the mornings following their return. He wasn’t exactly sure what kind of exercises, activities and routines went on in the Wonderbolt Academy, but it didn’t take too much to figure out that they were as straining as the ones he had went through.

Maybe I should come back in an hour? Hot Head wondered. I could go visit Annie in the meantime…

However, just as he was about to take a step back from the door, he heard sounds from behind them. Surprised, he stopped, and waited for Prism to open them. Hot Head thought briefly as to why he was here - to congratulate him on getting into the Wonderbolt Academy and completing it, practically already becoming a Wonderbolt - and how odd it was, considering them being rivals once.

But that’s all in the past, Hot Head thought as he heard Prism unlocking the lock on the door. I no longer have a crush on Whirlwind, and that was the main reason why I disliked him so much. Well, sure, he amended quickly, I still find her extremely hot, and I wouldn’t mind if I’d somehow have sex with her, but I’m no longer so obsessed about her. And besides, she’s now dating Prism. It’s good to know the two of them are happy. Pity I no longer have any shot at all with her, but oh well, at least this way I can completely get her out of my head, and not imagine her naked when I’m alone, he added jokingly as the door began to open.

He opened his mouth, words of greeting almost on his lips when froze, seeing who was behind the door. It was Whirlwind - which, if he could think clearly at the moment, Hot Head would have figured wasn’t surprising, since she and Prism were dating - but that wasn’t what caused his brain to stop working.

She was naked.

Whirlwind was in Prism’s house naked.

Whirlwind opened the door naked.

Hot Head stood there, his mouth hanging open, as he tried to process what he was seeing. There she stood before him, the girl he had once dreamt about days and nights, in all her glory. Naked glory, a voice in his head said. Without even realizing it, his eyes slid down and up her body, trying to take everything in. She looked even more hot than he had ever imagined. Her boobs were small but beautiful, her curves perfectly emphasizing her athletic figure. He could see her muscles under her skin, supplementing her natural beauty. And between her legs…

He wasn’t given enough time to get a good look at her pussy. As he stared at her, Whirlwind looked down on herself, and her eyes snapped wide open in a realization. “O-oh,” she mumbled, apparently only now realizing that she was completely naked.

How do you not realize you are naked?!

Whirlwind’s eyes darted from her boobs to him, then back down to her boobs and back to him. “Um…” she stammered, once again trying to think of something to say. Finally, it seemed that she recovered enough to truly realize that she was naked. Whirlwind grabbed the door and slightly closed it, jumping to hide behind them. “What um… W-what are you doing here?”

Gulping, Hot Head tried to focus. He shook his head to get the image of her naked body out of his head, not that it was of any help. “I, um, I wanted to see Prism. Is- is this a bad time?” he asked, hoping his tone suggested that he was aware that it was a bad time.

“Um… w-well, that’s one way to describe this situation,” Whirlwind replied slowly, her cheeks becoming red.

“Alright, um,” Hot Head stammered, trying to think of something to say. “I guess I’ll-”

He was about to say “I’ll come over some other time”, but just then, to his utter terror, he heard a voice coming from behind Whirlwind.

“I’m here, sorry it took so long,” Prism said, his voice drowsy, as he passed by Whirlwind and stopped at the doorway, rubbing his eyes. “What is it-” he began, taking his hands off his face, then trailed off abruptly at the sight of Hot Head staring at him.

Since it was his house, Hot Head had expected to see Prism, and after seeing Whirlwind on some level he also wasn’t too surprised to know he was walking around naked. However, he was shocked to see him coming to answer the door naked.

Like Whirlwind before him, it took Prism some moment to realize that he was naked (Seriously, how do you not realize you're naked?!), and during that moment Hot Head, unthinkingly, looked down his body, seeing-

Oh Celestia, my eyes! he thought, averting his gaze.

Suffice to say, somebody had a morning wood.

“Whoa-” Prism exclaimed, finally noticing he was naked. In the corner of the eye Hot Head saw him covering himself. “Um… what are you doing here?”

Funny, I’m wondering about it myself now, Hot Head remarked, turning to Prism and keeping his eyes on the head level.

“I, um, wanted to congratulate you on getting into Wonderbolt Academy and stuff,“ Hot Head managed to say without much stammering. “Look, I can see - literally - that this is a bad time now. You two had obviously been hanging around Amber too much,” he said, hoping to defuse the situation a bit by joking, “so-”

“My baby!” a sudden shout from behind Prism cut him off mid-sentence. Before Hot Head’s already tired mind could process it, somebody very familiar brushed past Prism and hugged him. “Aw, so nice of my boy to come and see me!”

His mouth opened and close, but no sound came from it. Hot Head couldn’t even think, let alone speak, in that moment. Here he was, at the doorway to the house of his one-time rival, with him and Hot Head’s former crush that was now Prism’s girlfriend both standing naked right in front of him, all while being hugged by his friend who had been another crush of his, had been his legal guardian for the last three years before reaching adulthood and had lost his virginity too, who was also naked.

It was taking all of his willpower to not pass out.

To his relief, Amber let go of him; that is, he considered it so at first, as he stopped feeling her massive boobs being pressed against his chest out in public (Although it felt nice… a part of his mind protested). However, as she stepped back, her hands moving from his back to his shoulders, it caused her to stand far away enough for him to see her breasts.

“It’s so nice to see you!” Amber exclaimed happily, obvious to his discomfort (or just ignoring it). “Oh, don’t just stand there, come on in!” she added as, to Hot Head’s horror, she pulled him into the apparent den of depravity that was Prism’s house.

As shocked as he was, he wasn’t capable of opposing her in anyway. Before he knew what was going on, he was being dragged past Prism and Whirlwind (a moment of lucidity came to him as his eyes glossed over from Amber to Whirlwind, taking in her naked body again) and into the living room.

“Well, this will be fun to explain,” he heard Prism say behind him, followed by the sound of the doors locking.

Finally having somewhat recovered, Hot Head shook his head. “I- um… w-what’s going on here?” he asked uncertainly, looking from one to the other and hoping that somehow it wasn’t what it seemed. Quickly he added “And do I want to know?”

“Probably not,” Whirlwind began to reply, but at the same time Prism and Amber said, “We had a threesome,” confirming his suspicions.

Sighing (more because of their bluntness than what they said; that deserved a whole different kind of reaction), Hot Head raised his hands to his temples, rubbing them as he tried to comprehend the crazy situation he had somehow found himself.

But just as he had began to think that at least things couldn’t get any more surreal, Amber had pushed the final nail. “So wanna join?”

His hands dropped down as he turned to stare at her. In the corner of his vision he saw Prism and Whirlwind staring at her as well.

“You know, it seems like something you should discuss with us first before you ask that,” Whirlwind pointed out.

“Right, because that sounds like me,” Amber countered, rolling her eyes. “C’mon, what’s the harm about turning this threesome into a foursome? It’s much more fun, trust me!”

“Well, maybe for you. And Dubz,” Prism said. “Not for me.”

Amber snorted in amusement. “Who said you’d have to do anything with him? And besides,” she added, smirking maliciously, “I turned one of you bi, I can-”

“No thank you, I’m good,” Prism interrupted her almost instantly.

But she wasn’t giving up that easily. “Whirlwind, back me up here, wouldn’t it be hot if those two would kiss?” she asked, turning to her.

Whirlwind opened her mouth to reply, but then she paused, clearly musing upon the idea.

“Oh, come on, you can’t be serious,” Prism said, deadpanning at her.

Instead of replying, the two girls just stared at him, both smirking.

If this was happening in any other situation, Hot Head would have probably enjoyed seeing Prism getting double-teamed (Ugh, don’t wanna think about this word right now, Hot Head thought,). However, as this matter seemed to affect him rather directly, he had a feeling he should speak up.

Clearing his throat, he asked, “Don’t I get a to say anything?”

“About the foursome or making out with Prism?” Amber asked.

Hot Head opened his mouth and just stared at her for a full second before replying sarcastically, “Pick one.”

“Alright, gonna start with foursome then,” Amber replied, turning to him his full attention. Hot Head in turn focused on her face; watching her breasts jiggle as she turned was very… distracting. “Are you seriously telling me you would pass a chance to have sex not just with me but with Whirlwind too?”

“What, do you think you can just whistle and I would have sex with you?” he asked, his pride hurt a little.

Instead of replying, however, Amber just raised her eyebrow, with a “Are you serious?” expression on her face. Before Hot Head could say anything, one of her hands raised to her boobs, grabbed one and raised it, while at the same time leaning down to lick her nipple.

Yeah, who am I kidding, he thought, feeling his pants tightening around his crotch.

He pondered the idea. Would he have foursome with Amber, Whirlwind and Prism? If that was just the girls, he would have probably agree like right away. Even though he was a bit embarrassed about it, with her sorta being his adopted mom, he did have sex with Amber. And Whirlwind had been his crush for many years. Sleeping not just with her but with both of them would be like a dream come true.

However, there was still Prism here. Although he was certain that the girls were joking earlier (Well, almost certain.) and that they two of them wouldn’t have to… interact, there would be still matter of having sex with the same girls. Probably in the same room. And Hot Head had a hard enough time just seeing his junk earlier, he didn’t really feel like seeing him fuck Whirlwind, let alone Amber. And he suspected that Prism wouldn’t be too keen to let him have sex with his girlfriend. Or would he? he wondered. He had seen her naked (Hell, she’s still naked and standing right in the living room, all I had to do is glance her way to see her... graces.) and still hadn’t punched him.

Still unable to make up his mind, he turned to Prism. “You would be okay with this?”

“What, with this?” he asked, pointing his hand at himself then at Hot Head as he moved to sit in one of the armchairs. “Keep dreaming.” As Hot Head stared at him, bemused, he spoke again, this time more seriously. “Honestly, I don’t know, weirdly I kinda don’t want to see you having sex with my girlfriend-”

“Oh, c’mon,” Amber exclaimed, rolling her eyes. “How would it be different from from her seeing you screw me?”

“Well, for one thing, Dubz also fucked you,” Prism pointed out.

Hot Head blinked, surprised; he had known they had a threesome, sure, but he hadn’t really thought that it meant that… all of them had sex with each other.

“Yeah she did,” Amber replied, giving her a sultry look.

Whirlwind giggled, apparently pleased with her comment, as she sat on Prism’s lap. “She does have a point you know,” she told him as she put her arms around his neck.

“I know,” Prism replied, rolling his eyes. “Was about to say something along those lines before I got interrupted.”

His replied surprised both Hot Head and Whirlwind; Amber, however, seemed like she had expected it. “So you’re thinking about your old rival taking me roughly from behind on the floor of your living room?” she asked in a lusty voice.

Why on the floor? Hot Head wondered, then a second later he frowned. Is this really what my mind had focused on?

“Well,” Prism said slowly, “it would be fair to you, since you had agreed to a threesome with Amber, even if you also fucked her. And fair to him to,” he added, glancing at Hot Head with a mischievous smirk, “since we both fucked his mom so many times.”

Groaning, Hot Head looked up to the ceiling. “She’s not my mom,” he protested, despite already knowing from experience that it wouldn’t help.

“Hush baby, grown ups are talking,” Amber quickly silenced him.

However, Prism still wasn’t done. “Ah, that explains why you had sex with her.”

I should have figured she would tell somebody about it someday, Hot Head thought, deadpanning at Amber; her face was like a picture or a pure innocence. Especially to a couple she had been having sex with for Celestia knows how long.

“It wasn’t like that-” he began before you could bite his tongue to stop himself.

“So what,” Prism interrupted him, smirking, “did you fell on top of her, or…”

“Actually,” Amber spoke up, “it was more like I fell on top of him. Well, not fell,” she amended. “More like pushed him down on the bed and started sucking his dick.”

Not sure if that helped or not, Hot Head thought, blushing at the memory.

It did, however, divert attention from him. Both Whirlwind and Prism turned to look at her, with Whirlwind asking, “What happened then?”

Well, sort of diverted attention I suppose…

“After I sucked him off I tore our clothes off; with his help;” she added, winking at Hot Head, “then I straddled his face, making him lick me until he was good to go again. When his dick became hard, I rode him, and-”

“Alright, I believe they get the picture,” Hot Head, said, deadpanning at her again.

“You’re sure?” Amber asked, looking doubtful. “Hm, maybe a presentation would be better. Come here for a moment,” she said, waving her hand for him to come closer.

He started at her for whole five seconds before replying, “Yeah, because I’m sure Whirlwind and Prism want to play dirty version of pictionary with us.”

Unfortunately, even though he was only joking, it seemed that Amber liked the idea. “Huh, sounds like a cool game. Certainly beats regular pictionary. Maybe we could try it out later on as we try to break the record.”

Record? Hot Head echoed in his thoughts, confused.

“What record?”

Not surprisingly Amber was the first one to reply, “Prism’s parent’s record for the longest time they had sex.”

“He knows his parent’s record for the longest time they had sex and he gives me the heat,” Hot Head commented, rolling his eyes.

“We’ve been trying to break it,” Amber continued, tough she did smile hearing his remark. “And we still have about fourteen more hours to go, so you better start getting naked.”

“I hadn’t said yet that I would join-” Hot Head protested, though not nearly as strongly as before, but he was cut off by a sudden gasp.

Turning his head in its direction, he quickly found himself staring aghast. The gasp came from Whirlwind, who had by then started moaning. She was still sitting on Prism’s lap, who was responsible for her moans. One of his hand moved to her breast, groping it, while the other brushed her thigh, slipping between her legs, all while his tongue flicked the nipple on her other breast. As Hot Head watched, mesmerized, his lips closed around it and he began to suck it.

“Captivating, isn’t it?” Amber spoke up close to him, almost startling him. He turned his eyes away from the two lovers and looked at her; in the time he had stared at them she had came to stand next to him, near the couch. Noticing how she had surprised him, Amber smirked and said, “Aw, don’t feel bad about losing yourself while watching them. I mean, they got practically the whole Wonderbolt Academy to start at them in the showers instead of-”

“Wait, what?!” Hot Head exclaimed, shocked.

“Oh yeah, just heard about it yesterday,” she replied, smiling dreamily. “Apparently the two of them had sex in the showers, in front of all the other recruits.”

“Wow, that makes threesomes and foursomes sound almost innocent in comparison,” Hot Head said, not really sure if he wanted to imagine what it had to be like, to have sex in front of so many people.

“Perhaps,” Amber replied, shrugging. “Kinda sounds less fun than a foursome between friends though. Speaking off…” she said and trialed off, coming even closer to him as she arched her back, presenting her boobs to him. “Have you made up your mind?”

Hot Head opened his mouth to reply, but it took him a few moments to formulate words. His eyes locked immediately on Amber’s tits, rendering him too transfixed to speak or even think properly. It didn’t help that she jiggled them when he failed to reply immediately.

As his silence stretched over several seconds, Amber decided to further influence him. “Oh, so you need some further convincing?” she asked, narrowing her eyes lustfully as she crept closer. She pressed her boobs against his chest as she embraced him, her hands slowly brushing across his back as Amber leaned towards his face. “Well, if you want to play hard to get...” she said and trailed off, pressing her lips against his and kissing him.

He didn’t stay numb for long after that. Only a second had passed after Amber’s tongue slid past his lips, and he was already replying to the kiss, his tongue wrestling with hers as his arms wrapped around her. Amber hummed in content, pleased, as he hold her naked body tightly.

“Well,” she said, smirking, they they broke the kiss; she pressed her crotch harder against his, no doubt feeling his erection through his pants, “I believe your dick wants to agree. How about you?”

With his lust overcoming his senses, there was only one answer he could give her.

“Yeah, I agree,” he said, a part of him surprised at what he was saying. “I’’d like to have a foursome with you all.”

Amber’s smile grew wider as she heard that. “Aw, I knew you’d say that. Now, what are you waiting for?” she asked, pulling away and pointing at his body. “Lose the clothes. I’m gonna get a camera,” Amber added as she walked away from the living room.

Hot Head nodded, already taking off his shirt. “Alright, I- wait, what?” he asked, his shirt around his head, blocking his view. “A camera?”

“Yeah, Amber thought that it would be easiest way to make sure we break the record,” he heard Prism say. Apparently, he stopped sucking on Whirlwind’s tits at some point. “But seeing how she brought it before we told her about the idea, I guess she just wanted to film us having sex for fun.”

“Of course,” Hot Head said, not surprised at all, as he finally freed himself from the shirt.

He turned to look at Prism and Whirlwind, curious what they were doing now. Hot Head blushed seeing how he had now both of his hands on her boobs, her arching back pressing against his chest as she sat on him, giving Hot Head a nice view of her pussy. Whirlwind was looking at him, smirking, as Prism nibbled on her neck, from time to time glancing at him as well as if curious to see his reaction.

I probably should start getting used to such sights, Hot Head thought, annoyed that he feeled slightly uncomfortable. Those two clearly have no problem having sex right in front of me. Or, well, groping, he amended as he began to take off his pants too. I wonder if they already have a plan… I mean, like, do they want to fuck while me and Amber have sex then switch, or do they have in mind something more… complex? Ugh, hope nothing involving just me and Prism. Although I’m sure Amber will try suggesting something along those lines, he added, rolling his eyes as he finished undressing.

Not exactly sure where to put his clothes, he left them on a nearby chair and turned to Whirlwind and Prism, intending to ask what was gonna happen next. However, he didn’t, staying silent for two reasons. One of them was sitting right in front of him. He noticed that Whirlwind was staring with interest down at his cock, which again caused him to become a bit uncomfortable.

How can they be so open about being being naked and having sex in front of others? Hot Head wondered, slightly irritated. Thinking about what Amber led out, about the two of them having sex in the showers at Wonderbolt Academy, in front of all the other recruits, he thought, I suppose that’s because of the apparent constant practice they had… still, probably Amber had her hand in play with this too, he added, turning his attention to the other reason why he didn’t speak out loud.

Amber had returned from what Hot Head assumed was Prism’s bedroom (AKA chamber of carnal delights, Hot Head remarked), a camera in her hands. “Knowing you I’d have expected a professional movie camera,” he joked, hoping to hide his nervousness.

“I know, but I couldn’t get one. I guess I will have to rent a film studio next time,” Amber replied as she looked around the living room, probably deciding where to put the camera.

Hot Head was too busy mulling over the two words she had said - “next time” - to offer any advice on the matter.

“Alright, here should be good,” she said, placing the camera on a cabinet, positioning it so that it lenses were facing the couch, as well as Prism and Whirlwind, still sitting on the armchair (well, Prism sitting on it, Whirlwind was still sitting on Prism). “Aaand action!” Amber added cheerfully, turning the camera on and pressing ‘record’ button. She then turned quickly to Hot Head. “I meant literally by the way. Want to do something specific?” she asked, raising an eyebrow alluringly as she walked close to him.

“Um…” Hot Head mumbled, his eyes glued to her naked body, before shaking his head to snap himself out of it. “Actually, was just wondering how do you plan to do... this?” he said, spreading his arms at the living room.

“Ah, that is actually a very good question,” Amber replied, visibly glad that he had asked that. She clasped her hands and stepped to the center of the living room, demanding their attention. Prism and Whirlwind, who had been groping each other all this time, stopped to look at her. “I was thinking that, since we need to ease you into this,” she said, turning to Hot Head, “you’ll first fuck me, while you two fuck as well, both of our pairs staying close to each other to get almost a full experience of the other pair having sex. You know, sights, sounds, smells. After you boys finish, we will switch and work on getting you hard again; me servicing Prism and Whirlwind sucking off Hot Head.”

A tingle went down Hot Head’s spine hearing this. Although he was really excited about having sex with Amber, he could not deny that the prospect of being sucked off by Whirlwind was an even bigger turn on for him. Not to mention that it will lead to fucking her too, he thought, feeling his dick almost throb at the thought.

As if to confirm his thoughts, Amber finished drawing out her plan. “And after we get you ready for the next round, you will fuck us. What do you think?” she asked, looking at the three of them.

“I think it’s a good plan,” Prism was the first to reply. Then he grimaced awkwardly, and for the first time since he stepped behind the door of his house this morning, Hot Head realized that there was a slight embarrassment on Prism’s face. “Also, that part about ‘experience of the other pair having sex’ will be a good way to, well, get used to the next part I guess.”

“Aww, lookit you, being jealous over your old rival fucking your girlfriend,” Whirlwind said teasingly.

Dear Celestia, Amber corrupted her completely, Hot Head remarked, a part of him horrified. Not that he was complaining.

“Maybe a little,” Prism admitted, sounding annoyed at himself; probably because of how Amber pointed out earlier, that it was fair.

“As much as find it charming, you know you have nothing to be jealous about, right?” Whirlwind asked, turning her head to look him in the eyes. “I love you, and this will be just sex. A very good sex of course,” she quickly added, glancing at Hot Head and Amber, “but just physical pleasure. You didn’t grow jealous when Amber eaten me out or fucked me, didn’t you?”

“Well, no, but that was hot,” Prism replied, smirking.

Even though where he stood he didn’t have a good angel to see her face, Hot Head could see Whirlwind rolling her eyes at the comment.

“By that logic, you should have no problem with Hot Head fucking her,” Amber spoke before Whirlwind could reply. “I mean, it would be basically like watching a porno, except with people you know.”

As Prism conceded to the argument, Hot Head looked around the room. He still felt nervous, but had a feeling that once they would start it would all seem much easier. “Alright, so if we’re gonna start… where do you guys keep condoms?”

“Actually, we don’t need condoms,” Amber replied.

Confused, Hot Head turned to her. “What do you mean? Are you two on a pill or something?”

“Nah, it’s just that Prism knocked us up already, so what’s the point?”

His jaw dropped. “WHAT?!”

Shocked, he turned from Amber to Prism and Whirlwind. To his growing horror, Hot Head saw that Prism was nodding his head, his face a mixture of embarrassment and pride, while Whirlwind put her hand on her belly and brushed it gently.

Almost choking as the realization set in, he turned from one to another, hoping one of them would say that this is just some sort of joke. But as the seconds dragged on, none of them spoke up.

If they are pregnant… well, things are going to get complicated to say the least.

“Y-you’re kidding, r-right?” he finally asked.

“Nope,” Amber said. “Honestly, I don’t know why you’d seem so distraught, it means our boobs will get so much bigger,” she said, almost cheerfully, as Hot Head just started at her, aghast she could speak so casually about something like this. She then turned to Whirlwind and Prism and added, smirking. “Bet you’re going to be happy about that one, huh?”

When he turned to regard them, Whirlwind was frowning at Amber, but Prism had pressed his face into her neck, so he couldn’t see his reaction.

“What?” Hot Head heard Amber ask, her voice teasing. “I was referring to how big my boobs would get, what were you thinking?”

As all three continued to treat this matter so leniently, another realization came to Hot Head, one that both calmed him as well as annoyed. Deadpanning at all of them, he said, “You are joking.”

“Well duh,” Prism said, finally unticking his face from Whirlwind’s skin. He bore an amused grin, further irritating Hot Head. “You think we’re be stupid enough to get pregnant?”

Hot Head had to admit, he knew that neither of the three was stupid and would remember to use protection. In fact, the only one stupid here would be him for falling for the joke. Still, in an effort to save some of his dignity, he noted, “Accidents happen.”

“Good point,” Amber admitted; she too now didn’t try to hide her amusement. “Anyway, sorry about the joke, I just couldn’t help myself.”

Although still a bit annoyed about his near heart attack, he merely rolled his eyes. He had came to expect such humor from Amber. Truth be told, he thought, briefly glancing down at his manhood, I wouldn’t probably be even this annoyed if it weren’t for… the effect her joke had on me.

To his irritation and embarrassment, his dick grew soft during their rather prolonged joke, whether due to his horror or simply because for the first time since the door to Prism’s house opened Hot Head stopped to pay attention that everybody around him was naked.

Unfortunately for his ego, Amber either noticed that glance he shot his genitals, or simply wanted to look at his dick. “Ah, so this is why you’re cranky? You should have said so,” Amber said, smiling. She turned to the other two and winked. “Give us a moment.”

Before he had a chance to even ask what did she mean, Amber kneeled in front of him. Her hand reached to his dick and grabbed, causing him to gasp. She then wrapped her lips around it, her eyes sparkling as she began to suck his cock, eliciting more gasps from him.

Oh, wow, she’s even better at it now than before, he thought, his eyes rolling to the back of his skull. Guess she had a lot of practice, a voice added in his mind, almost all on its own, but to his mild surprise he found to not be bothered too much by it.

As her tongue swirled around his dick in her mouth, Hot Head realized that he was rapidly growing hard. Amber too must have realized it, as he felt her hum happily around his cock. She slowly pulled her head back, letting his dick slid out of her mouth.

“Mmm, now it looks much better,” she said in a sultry voice, kissing the tip.

Having recovered some of his compose, Hot Head cleared his throat and tried to speak. “So, um… about those condoms?”

“Ah right. You see, Whirlwind and I are on our save days,” Amber explained, making him raise his eyebrows in surprise. “So,” she added, taking a step closer to him, “you two boys can cum inside of us as much as you want,” Amber said, gazing into his eyes with lust.

Hot Head contemplated her words; the idea of climaxing inside of Amber and Whirlwind caused the fire in his loins to stir. However, despite the lust that was quickly overcoming his brain, he also realized that it meant that Prism would cum in them too. Which could be a bit… unpleasant.

Oh well, we’ll cross that bridge when we get there, he decided, too focused on what was coming next to pay that prospect too much thoughts. His eyes widened briefly. Oh no, they corrupted me! I’m turning into one of them!... Oh well, when in Rome…

“Sounds exciting,” he said, gazing back at Amber with with desire that matched hers.

Her smile widened, and she took Hot Head’s hand into her own, leading him closer to where Prism and Whirlwind were sitting. He followed her numbly, his eyes glued to her curves, feeling like this was a dream. She passed the two of them and hopped on the couch, pulling him on top of herself. He caught himself before he could fall on her, his arms supporting his body above her. Hot Head almost immediately dived down, pressing his lips against hers, hands reaching to her breasts to caress them, his cock brushing against her pussy. Amber moaned eagerly as she felt his body on top of her, her legs wrapping around his and arms embracing him as she replied to the kiss.

As their tongues and bodies mingled together, they both heard sounds of similar activity coming from the other couple. Seeing how Amber tilted her head to glance at them, Hot Head looked at them as well. In the time they had started making out, Whirlwind had turned around so that she was now facing Prism. She raised her body up, aligning her pussy with his dick and soaking it with her juices.

He stared at their genitals, so captivated that for a moment he forgot about Amber under him. Naturally, what first came to his attention was Whirlwind’s pussy, so wet that it was glistering in the living room’s dim light (Come to think of it, shouldn’t they roll down the blinds? Hot Head wondered. Somebody could come by and see… ah right, forgot about the shower orgies.). However, due to its close proximity, he also got a disturbingly good look at Prism’s penis. Being a royal guard, he had sometimes caught a glimpse of other guys junks in the showers (Speaking off, how come at our boot camp nobody started an orgy in the showers? he thought, feeling a prickle of jealousy.), but it was always a glimpse, never before he had found himself so close to one.

And, he noticed, a bit uncomfortable at the thought, hadn’t seen one so… big.

Although Hot Head was fairly certain that he himself wasn’t small by any means, he felt some of his ego ebb away as he noticed Prism’s dick was bigger than his. He hoped that Amber hadn’t brought this up, even though he knew it would be like her to let that slip.

He continued to stare as Whirlwind rose again and moved her hips slightly, letting the tip of Prism’s dick slip past her pussy’s lips. Hot Head watched, transfixed, as he had never seen before the act from such angle. At least, not in real life, he had watched some pornos. Which Amber teased me about for years after she found them, he thought briefly, still embarrassed by the memory. He pushed the distracting thoughts aside, keeping his eyes on the spectate before him. Hot Head watched as more of Prism’s dick slid inside of Whirlwind, spreading her pussy wider as she continued to lower herself on top of him. Soon her thigh, which she had kept raised (which, as Hot Head had realized, she was doing to let him and Amber watch), had obscured their view, but he still could see her body going lower until she stopped, gasping.

“They sure know how to entertain their audience, don’t they?” he heard Amber asks, snapping him out of his trance.

He looked down to her, worried she was angry with him for staring so long and not giving her more attention, but to his relief he saw the she had still her eyes on them. Stifling an amused snort, he leaned down to kiss her neck, wondering if he could somehow make her focus more attention on him.

Guessing by the moan she let out as he nibbled on her neck, he was going a rather good job. Smiling with satisfaction, he grinded his crotch against her pussy, feeling his dick throb impatiently as he felt how wet she was. Hot Head squeezed her boobs as he began to line himself with her opening, eager to start making love to her.

Amber’s eyes flashed with pleasure as his tip brushed her lips. “Ouh, it’s been a while,” she whispered in a sultry voice. Teasingly, she added, “Are you sure you remember how to do it?”

Having gotten used to her teasings during sex, Hot Head just smirked, intending to reply with his actions instead of words. He thrusted forward, pushing his dick inside of her pussy. He had planned to fill her love canal with one swift move, however, due to his lack of practice, it took him several seconds before he bottomed out inside of her. He groaned as he felt all of his dick enveloped by her wet, hot walls, while Amber let out a moan and arched her back.

“Mmm, how I missed this dick,” she exclaimed as she writhed under him getting herself more comfortable for the next part.

After staying still for a few moments, wanting to let both of them get accustomed, Hot Head moved his hands to Amber’s sides and placed his elbows on the surface of the couch. Now having a good point of balance, he pulled his hips back and slammed them back almost immediately, triggering more moans from her. Spurred by them, he increased his pace, feasting on her pleasure almost as much as by the sensation he was experiencing along with her.

He glanced up at the other couple without losing his speed, curious to see how they were doing. Whirlwind had began to bounce up and down on top of Prism. Now that he looked at them, he registered the slapping sounds their genitals made as they fucked. Hot Head watched, fascinated, as her tits bounced along with her body, her back arched as she moaned from the pleasure.

To his mild surprise, he found himself getting more and more aroused as he watched them. A part of Hot Head had been worrying that because he knew both of them, and because they were doing it so close to him, and because that one of them was a guy, he would be grossed out by this, or just try to avert his eyes. But instead, it seemed he had an opposite reaction.

It’s a good thing of course, he quickly added in his thoughts as he contemplated the realization, but I cannot help but worry that it’s because a certain somebody is corrupting me. Hot Head turned his attention to Amber. My sweet, seductive corruptor, he thought with affection, showering her neck with kisses as his hips continued to thrust his manhood in and out of her wet pussy.

As much as he enjoyed seeing her body tremble in pleasure beneath him, Hot Head soon had to close his eyes and focus; he was rapidly approaching his limit. Which wasn’t too surprising; as Amber had said, it has been a while. However, he hadn’t plan to use it as an excuse, and instead he concentrated, wanting to last much longer than this. His desire to see his mate satisfied before he would climax aside, it was also a matter of pride; Prism had yet to show any signs of nearing his orgasm, and Hot Head would be damned if he would cum so soon before him.

Unfortunately, his change in demeanor hadn’t gone unnoticed. “Aww, are you about to cum?” Amber teased him; her voice was barely a whisper, for which Hot Head was grateful. She groaned, her hand moving from his back down to her crotch and continued, “I’m sure you can manage a bit longer; even though I can’t wait to feel you shoot your seed inside of my pussy,” she added with a wink, her just above her nethers, feeling his dick as it thrusted right under her palm.

Now it was Hot Head\s turn to groan. Amber’s teasing reminded him that he was going to cum inside of her pussy, and that because of the lack of condom, he was going to fill her with her cum. He knew that of course, but the mere thought of it now sent bolts of pleasure down to his loins.

He grind his teeth, thinking of some other things to help him stave off his orgasm. Alright, think of something… Sweet Celestia, her pussy feels so good! Hot Head shook his head, banishing those thoughts. Um... maybe boot camp? Sharing the barracks with all those guys, and showers... It seemed to work for a while, letting him enjoy Amber’s pussy tightening around his dick longer. However, after a few seconds, his thoughts wandered around the showers of his boot camp with the showers Prism and Whirlwind had experienced at the Wonderbolt Academy, and the pressure in his cock began to build up again.

Fortunately, a movement in the corner of his eyes caught his attention. Distracted, he looked up, feeling Amber turn her head as well. To his surprise, Whirlwind had dismounted from Prism and got up. She took a step closer to the couch, bend down and placed her hands on its arms, not far from Amber’s head, arching her back and looking over her shoulders at her boyfriend. Prism quickly got behind her, his hands reaching underneath her to her tits and squeezing them as slid his dick back into her pussy. Hearing Whirlwind groan and seeing the expression of pure pleasure on her face caused Hot Head soon to get more excited again.

Closing his eyes and shaking his head slightly, he turned back to Amber. Hot Head leaned down to kiss her neck, focusing once again on denying himself the release as he continued to thrust into her pussy. It wasn’t easy, as his ear was right next to her mouth, and he could hear her lustful moaning very clearly, arousing him even more than all the slapping sounds emanating across the room. However, her moans were soon stifled, causing him to open his eyes and look up in confusion.

So absorbed he was in pushing away his climax that he hadn’t noticed when Whirlwind had leaned down to them. Now the young hot Wonderbolt was kissing Amber upside down, all while still being fucked by her boyfriend. Amber clearly didn’t mind, given by the enthusiasm with which she was moaning into Whirlwind’s mouth.

Hot Head could only watch as his former crush, a girl over which he had dreamed of through much of his teenage years, was kissing the girl over which he had a crush as well and with whom he had lost his virginity to, as both girls were being fucked. Prism, his former rival, loomed over Whirlwind, thrusting his hips against her rear and occasionally slapping her, while he himself laid on top of Amber, fucking her no less roughly. It was so unbelievable hot that he could scarcely believe it was happening.

I never knew a foursome could be so hot, Hot Head thought, his mind hazy as the mist of lust began to cloud it. Why the hell was I so worried before?! This is amazing!

He stared at Amber and Whirlwind for several seconds as they kissed, his hips still thrusting, captivated by the sheer beauty of the act of two women kissing, and so passionately. Their eyes were closed as each explored the other’s mouth with their tongues, both shaking thanks to the constant work he and Prism performed.

Suddenly, Whirlwind’s eyes opened, staring right at him and almost startling him. Before Hot Head knew how it happened, she leaned forwards and pressed her lips to his. So shocked he was, that in the first second he hadn’t reacted, but as he felt her tongue brush along his lips he opened them, letting her into his mouth and mingling her tongue with his. Hot Head kissed her passionately, savoring the moment he had once dreamed about for so long. Never in his wildest dreams he would have imagined he would finally be kissing her while fucking another girl and while Whirlwind herself was also being fucked.

If any part of his mind would be able to focus on anything besides the feeling around his dick and in his mouth (well, maybe aside from the feeling of Amber’s arms and legs wrapping around him and holding his body tightly), he would ponder that, considering the guy fucking Whirlwind was Prism, back then it wouldn’t be a dream but a nightmare, and how the times change.

Despite being so delighted by finally kissing with Whirlwind, Hot Head still thrusted his cock in and out of Amber’s pussy. However, he was so lost in pleasure that all the self-control he had managed to muster, trying to prolong the act of copulation, had evaporated. With a moan into Whirlwind’s mouth, he felt as if the pressure in his dick explode, shooting his seed deep into Amber’s warm pussy, filling her love canal and painting her velvet walls white.

The kiss broke as Whirlwind pulled away, watching his and he breathed heavily, his hips still thrusting as his cock ejaculated a load after load of his cum, his moved becoming jerky as more of his strength was sapped away. Hot Head finally gave the last thrust (For now, a part of his mind added.) and raised on his elbows, hovering above Amber as he caught his breath.

He was about to apologize, as he knew she hadn’t had an orgasm yet, but before he could speak he noticed Amber smiling at him longingly.

“Ahh, look at how much cum you had in your balls,” she moaned, surprising him. “I feel so full…” She paused and glanced at Whirlwind and Prism, who were still fucking roughly. “Hmmm, since those two aren’t done yet… how about I’ll start getting you ready for the next round?” Amber winked as she asked that, and before he could reply, she pushed him gently. “C’mon, get back.”

Hot Head did as she asked, pulling back and letting his dick slide out of her pussy as he backed away. Amber quickly got up to her knees and rolled around before lying back down. She laid her legs over the arm of the couch, on each side of Whirlwind, as she placed her ass right at the end of the couch, with her cum-filled pussy within Whirlwind’s reach, while her head was right below Hot Head.

She smiled at him and winked before raising and reaching with her tongue to this flaccid dick. Understanding now what she meant to do, Hot Head lowed his crotch, letting her wrap her lips around his cock. She did so with great enthusiasm, her tongue dancing around it in her mouth. Hot Head moaned from the sensation, his eyes traveling across her gorgeous body, hoping his member would soon be ready for more.

His gaze locked on Whirlwind. She had leaned closer to Amber, her hands moving from the couch’s arm to Amber’s legs, wrapping around them and inching her closer, dragging her tongue across her pussy’s lips. A shiver went down his spine as he watched a bit of his cum on her tongue before it slid back into her mouth, leaving her smiling at him as she swallowed, before returning to Amber’s pussy.

This is so hot, Hot Head thought, watching Whirlwind eat her out. Her tongue slid inside of her pussy; she tilted her head a bit to get a better ankle to reach further along her love canal. It obviously brought a desired by Whirlwind effect, as he heard Amber moan around his dick. Well, more like felt, he amended as he felt the vibration from her throat.

That wasn’t the only sensation he was feeling, though. Despite how distracting Whirlwind’s ministrations must have been, Amber did her best to bring pleasure to him. Her tongue circled around his dick, brushing along its length as it gradually began to grow bigger and get hard again. Even though she was laying on her back, and therefore her head had a limited mobility, Amber managed to tilt her head and back it away, before bringing it towards his crotch and then back again, bobbing on his dick.

His eyes rolling to the back of his head, Hot Head groaned, his hips jerking forward as he gradually recovered from his orgasm. However, it seemed that he wasn’t experiencing as much pleasure as Amber was (or as the other two were, too). Amber had began to tremble, the oral treatment Whirlwind was giving her bringing her close to what he should have brought her to. Feeling an odd mixture of embarrassment and jealousy, Hot Head watched as his former crush worked on… More current one? he thought; finding the right word to describe his and Amber’s relationship wasn’t easy. Regardless, Whirlwind licked and tongue-fucked Amber, working on getting her to her orgasm, a task she was being helped by Prism’s constant thrusts.

How can he be still… going? Hot Head wondered, both awed and envious of his stamina. His hips kept slamming against Whirlwind ass without any break, showing no sign of fatigue or of being close to a climax. He watched as Prism leaned down to squeeze Whirlwind’s breasts, without as much as slowing down, before returning to his earlier position, giving her ass a slap as he did so. No wonder they wanted to fuck for twenty hours, he mused, with Prism’s stamina it actually looks like they might pull it off.

Hot Head wondered if Prism naturally had so much endurance, or did he build it up during Celestia knows how many sex session those three had alone, not mentioning when it was just him and Whirlwind. With people watching, he amended. Probably the latter, Hot Head decided, I doubt anybody could be naturally this good at sex… Damn, he thought, feeling a pang of jealousy, I wish I could last this long… I almost got hard again and he’s still going.

Just as he thought that, below him Amber body’s rocked. His dick slid out of her mouth as her body arched and she let out a loud shriek, informing the whole world that she just had an orgasm. Whirlwind wasn’t too far behind her; honestly, it almost looked like a chain reaction. Amber hadn’t yet stopped shaking when Whirlwind, who until then had her mouth still pressed against Amber’s pussy, lifted her head and moaned, her body trembling as her hold on Amber’s legs tightened. Prism, too, didn’t last long after that. As Whirlwind’s orgasm hit her, he increased his pace, thrusting even more roughly for about five more seconds before he thrust one last time and then stopped. He pressed his body tightly to Whirlwind, his face distorting (A bit weirdly, Hot Head noted, a bit taken by surprise at his expression. Hope I don’t make face like that.) as he came inside of her pussy. He stayed still like that for several seconds, then moved his hips back slightly and thrusted back in gently a few times before stopping once again.

Hot Head felt some relief as, when moments later he backed away, Prism showed some signs of exhaustion. It didn’t do well for his ego - which had already suffered a rather big blow upon discovering that he had several threesomes with both of the girls he had a crush on - to see him be in such better shape than him. Even telling himself that Prism had probably build up his stamina and endurance over Celestia knows how many hours of what he could safely assume was hardcore sex, Hot Head still felt a pang of jealousy knowing his former rival had outlasted him by such a long time.

Thought to be fair, I probably feel jealous also because of all the sex he had, he admitted, inwardly rolling his eyes.

Feeling Amber’s head brush alongside his dick, Hot Head looked down at her (and he was going to avert his eyes anyway, as Prism had moved enough away from Whirlwind for Hot Head to get a flash of his penis). “Hm, looks like you’re almost ready for another round,” she mused as she moved her cheek along his shaft. Smiling mischievously, she added, “So, did watching Prism got you so excited?”

Hot Head frowned at her, which of course only caused her smile to grow wider. “What?” she asked innocently. “I saw were you were looking.”

“I was looking at Whirlwind,” he argued, feeling himself blush. “Alright, my eyes might have slid past her to Prism, but I was mostly watching her, um…”

“Lick my pussy clean?” Amber hinted. “Wow, you can still get embarrassed after everything so we’ve done so far?”

“Well-” Hot Head started, but she cut him off.

“The everything being you fucking me right in front of Prism and Whirlwind, and those two fucking right in front of us, and Whirlwind kissing both me and you before she licked my cum-filled pussy,” Amber said in one breath, blinking innocently at him.

“Oh, give him some time to get used to this,” Whirlwind came to his rescue, a bit surprisingly, as she straightened her back, standing beside Prism as they both stretched their muscles. “We had over a week to become…” she hesitated as she looked for the right word, until she finally gave up and just said, “like you.”

“Alright, alright,” Amber said, rolling her eyes. “You’re welcome by the way. For changing you into my image,” she added, smirking.

Whirlwind smirked as well, amused. “Hm, that’s right, we should thank you for that,” she said, moving to the couch and beginning to crawl closer to Amber.

Hot Head didn’t know if he should be amused, fascinated, or annoyed as he watched the two girls flirt so openly with each other, not to mention that it looked that they were about to make out again. I wonder if that happens often? he pondered, glancing at Prism.

As if knowing exactly what he was thinking, Prism nodded and shrugged, as if confirming that it does happen often and that he too wasn’t sure how he should feel about it.

Returning his attention to the two girls, Hot Head noticed that in the brief time it took him to glance at Prism, Amber had risen from the couch on her elbows so that her face was close to Whirlwind’s. She had reached her by then, placing both arms on each side of her to be more comfortable, but as Amber had pulled herself up she had backed herself away a bit to make enough room for her. Their arms wrapped around each other as Amber pressed her breasts against hers, while their mouths locked in a kiss.

Well, Hot Head thought, feeling a warm shiver go down his spine while his penis stirred, that’s one way to make a guy hard again.

“Aww, thanks girl,” Amber said several seconds later as they pulled their mouths away. “But really, spending so much time… together with you is reward enough,” she added, putting an emphasis on the words together.

Whirlwind blinked, before smiling cheerfully. “Okay then,” she said, then almost immediately let go of Amber (almost making her fall back to the couch, so surprised she was) and began to crawl towards Hot Head.

He could feel his heart thump heavily in his chest as he watched her approaching him, a predatory gleam in her eyes as she eyed his manhood. It seemed that all he could do right then was to watch, as she slowly reached him, her hand raised to his penis and gently grab it, before lowering her head to it and drag a lick across its tip.

Groaning, he was barely aware of Amber sighing. “Should have seen that coming. Oh well.” Hot Head glanced at her and saw that she was getting back up to a sitting position and was looking at Prism. “Seeing how they’ve already started, how about we get some fun too?”

At the same time she asked that, Whirlwind, no longer satisfied with just licking his dick, opened her mouth wide and slowly let his cock past her lips. He looked down at her, barely believing that it was actually happening. She was looking back, her eyes locked with his for several seconds as she sucked him off, bobbing her head on his dick. Their eye contact lasted so short only because he couldn’t help but roll his eyes into his skull as the wave of pleasure hit him.

Oh, sweet Celestia, yes! Hot Head thought, feeling his dick grow rock hard in her warm mouth. This is even better than in my wildest dreams!

Oddly enough, he had a weak recollection of having once a dream like that, with Whirlwind sucking him off in an bathroom during the Best Young Flyer Competition, with Prism looking on the act in disbelief.

Good thing I never mentioned that to Amber, she would probably say that Prism being in a dream was a sign that I am thinking about him, he thought; he would have snorted at that idea, but he was too busy being in Heaven at the moment. However, thinking of Prism made him recall that he was there, looking at his girlfriend sucking him off. Worried how he was taking this in, Hot Head glanced at him.

Not surprisingly, Prism was indeed staring at Whirlwind sucking his dick. However, what did surprise Hot Head, was his expression. He didn’t see any jealousy there, not even the slightest hint of it. Rather, all Hot Head saw on Prisms face, was pure arousal.

Hope it’s because of Whirlwind and not me, Hot Head chuckled in his mind, then his eyes widened. Thank Celestia Amber can’t read minds, I don’t even want to think what she would say to that. Unfortunately, he could very easily tell what she would say. Ugh, i just hope she hadn’t looked at Prism…

“Wow, Prism, did you get so excited after seeing Hot Head’s dick?”

Celestia damn it, he sighed inwardly, glancing at Amber.

She had already got to the edge of the couch and was leaning from it, moving her face closer to Prism, specifically to his crotch. Her hand had already reached to his penis and held it as she drew licks along it, cleaning it from his and Whirlwind’s mixed juices. Amber’s eyes, however, were locked up on Prism’s face, and she didn’t miss the expression on it.

“Well, I can’t say I am surprised,” Amber continued, smirking; her hand began to rub his cock as she talked, unable to even stop for a moment to lick him. “He had a great dick after all. And besides that, I’ve always suspected that this silly rivalry you two had was just a cover up for how you really felt about each other.”

Hot Head sighed and rolled his eyes, hoping that Amber’s talking wouldn’t suddenly make his dick shrink. He looked down, concentrating on Whirlwind, and placed his hand on the back of her head, helping her move it as she sucked him.

“Admit it, you both secretly lusted over one another,” Amber still spoke, her voice becoming more and more lustful. “I bet that each of you was watching the other working out and preparing for Best Young Flyer Competition, dreaming to touch those muscles you were building up, hold each other in your arms…”

“Wow, you really know what to tell a guy to turn him on, huh?” Prism asked sarcastically, eyeing her with his eyebrow raised.

Before replying, Amber gave him a sultry smirk. “Well, you are getting harder,” she replied, squeezing his dick gently.

Whirlwind giggled around her mouthful, sending pleasant vibrations down Hot Head’s cock, as he tried to not look at either Prism or Amber. However, he did get a glimpse of him blushing. “It’s because you are tugging on my di-iiick!” he exclaimed, his defensive tone turning into a moan, which was most likely caused by Amber taking the said dick into her mouth.

Hot Head wasn’t sure, because as he was about to glance at them, Whirlwind suddenly pulled back, letting his dick slid past her lips and hang proudly in the air before her, which immediately occupied his full attention. “Hm, I think this fellow is ready for the next part,” she said, gently poking his cock with a finger, her eyes still locked with his. “And so am I,” she added, raising on her knees and pushing him with her outstretched hand, forcing him to lie down on the couch.

He opened his mouth, slightly taken aback by her forwardness, but then whatever words he had planned to say died on his lips as he watched her slowly move on top of him, placing her legs on each side of his crotch, straddling him. His gaze traveled up her alluring body, focusing primarily on her beautiful face, with her gorgeous blue eyes looking at him intensively, as well as on her amazing tits, to which his hands (that he had by then placed on her hips) seemed to be drawn to, before he finally looked down to her hot, moist pussy that was rubbing against his dick.

Wow, this is really going to happen, he thought, his hands brushing Whirlwind’s skin as they moved to her breast. He squeezed them delicately, enjoying their touch, his thumbs massaging her nipples as she positioned herself on top of him so that the tip of his dick was right against the entrance to her pussy. This already feels unbelievable. She’s so wet, more than… The realization why exactly she seemed so wet struck Hot Head. Oh, right, Prism came inside of her… alright, it shouldn’t feel too weird, right? I mean, I came inside of Amber too and he doesn’t seem to mind, he thought nervously, glancing at Prism.

It wasn’t going to help his confidence, though, as the two of them hadn’t yet got to that part. It seemed that for now Amber was busy getting him hard again, as all Hot Head could see from this angle was that her head was energetically bobbing against his crotch.

“Wow, I’m starting to think that Amber might be right,” Whirlwind teased, causing him to immediately snap his attention back to her. “Here I am, my pussy right on top of your cock and your hands on my breast, and you are looking at my boyfriend. I was under the impression that you wanted to fuck my body, but you-”

“I want to!” Hot Head blurred without much thinking.

It was clearly the right thing to say, though, as Whirlwind’s eyes gleamed with appreciation. “Ah, so you do?” She began once again to slide her pussy along his shaft, tormenting him. “What Amber had said earlier, about all the time when we were all working out for the competitions… you didn’t want Prism, right? You wanted to fuck me, didn’t you?”

“Yes!” Hot Head admitted, his dick aching almost painfully as he felt her pussy grind against him.

Whirlwind smiled seductively. “Good answer,” she said, before pulling herself up to move her pussy back on top of his dick, a second before she started to lower herself again, letting his dick plunge into her pussy.

“Oh goodness!” Hot Head groaned, feeling her walls clamp around his cock, but still it pushed through without much trouble, her and Prism’s mixed juices providing enough of a lubricant for her to slide down all the way. “Your pussy feels so good,” he added as his hands fell down from her boobs to her hips again, grasping them as Whirlwind sat more comfortably on top of him.

She smiled at him, pleased with his comment. “So does your dick,” Whirlwind said, as she slowly lifted her body up, just to bring it back down after just a second and sit still again. Hot Head groaned softly, wishing the wonderful feeling of her walls massaging his dick would last longer. “Mmm, you should have joined us sooner,” she added. “Your dick feels amazing! And your body…” she mused, placing her hands on his chest and moving them down to his stomach, brushing the abs that he developed during long hours of workout. “Your six-pack is so sexy… I got wet just looking at all those muscles,” she whispered in a sultry voice, gazing at him with eyes narrowed sexily as her hands traveled along his body.

About the only thought that was rattling in Hot Head mind was that if he hadn’t cum just a few minutes ago, he would quite possibly climax there and then. Other than that, his mind was empty; what Whirlwind had said was so hot that it turned his mind blank.

It must have reflected on his face, because Whirlwind’s smile grew wider. “Tell me,” she said in a quiet, alluring voice, “would you like me to start riding you?”

To emphasize her words, she once again lifted herself up for a second then brought her ass back down hard.

“Yes!” Hot Head moaned, grasping her hips tighter, trying to move them up again, but she stayed still.

“Then do something for me first,” she said, smirking down at him. “I want you to flex those muscles for me,” Whirlwind said wistfully, her hands brushing along his body again. “I want to see how athletic you are, feel how hard your muscles are, I want to fuck you knowing that later you’ll be able to fuck me roughly.”

Hot Head felt slightly intimidated by her words, but he quickly recovered, and was more than happy to do as she asked. He flexed his muscles, letting go of her hips and moving his arms to his sides so that he would be more comfortable. His ego inflated as he saw the glow in Whirlwind’s eyes as she looked up his body. Hot Head shook briefly as Whirlwind once again brushed his muscles, but this time slower and more delicately, more… sensually.

“Nice,” Whirlwind said, licking her lips. “Very nice… Wish all man had such hot physique as you,” she added, with a glance behind her.

Hot Head, chuckling at the thought of her making Prism jealous, glanced behind her as well, curious to see how he would react, as well as what him and Amber were doing now. To his surprise, he saw that they still hadn’t moved things along, despite that Prism’s dick was hard again. They had moved closer to the couch, with him still standing and Amber still kneeling before him, but she wasn’t sucking him off now. Instead, she had brought her chest to his crotch, and holding her massive boobs with her hands, she had began to massage his dick with them. She energetically bobbed her body before him, smiling as she gave Prism a titjob.

Smiling as well, Prism looked at Whirlwind lazily. “I’m sorry, you were saying something?” he asked, an amused spark in his eyes betraying that had heard her.

When Hot Head turned his eyes to regard her, he saw that Whirlwind frowned for a brief moment, but quickly smirked, almost maliciously, before turning back to him. “Hope you’re ready, Hot Head,” she said sultrily. “I’m going to rock your world.”

And with those words, she rose on her knees quickly and began to hump his crotch with as much enthusiasm as Amber put to the ministration she gave Prism. Hot Head moaned, surprised by her fervor, and brought his hands back to her hips, wanting to feel how her entire body moved. They rose together with her, and he helped her bring her hips down on him, pulling her gently to add her humps more strength.

Oh my sweet Celestia! Hot Head thought feverishly, his mind unable to focus for too long. She’s so good at this! And her pussy feels amazing, he added, feeling her walls massage his dick. Oh, I really should have came yesterday! This is so awesome!

His eyes locked on the sight of her tits bouncing up and down, letting his thoughts disperse as he focused on fully enjoying what he was experiencing.

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Whirlwind smirked seeing Hot Head stare at her boobs, pleased that he was enjoying the view. And the sex, too, she added in her thoughts, feeling his hands on her hips, pulling her down to him every time she raised above.

A moan escaped her lips when he pulled her back again, his dick spreading her pussy. Hot Head might not have such a big tool as Prism, but it still felt amazing. And he more than made up with whatever he might lack in that department with a very athletic body.

His name should be Hot Body, Whirlwind thought, gazing with lust at his abs and all other muscles. Wondering how much strength he must be hiding behind them made her consider if she should have get off him and try some different position, one where he could just hold her down and plough her. In the end, though, she decided to stay and continue to ride him. We have so many hours left to fuck after all, she reminded herself. And seeing how I let Amber fuck Prism, she shouldn’t mind… he neither, since Amber has those gorgeous massive boobs to please him while Hot Head fucks me, Whirlwind added, still feeling a bit jealous after glancing back at the two of them to see Amber giving her boyfriend a tit fuck. The sight almost made her wanna get up and get the strap on and fuck Amber roughly (which in all consideration she was aware was a rather weird reaction to seeing your boyfriend with his dick between another girl’s tits). Instead she chose to fuck Hot Head brain out, forgetting about them and focusing on having fun with him. That part was easy, she thought, arching her back and letting her head turn towards the ceiling, sex with him is great! I can’t believe Amber isn’t fucking him everyday! Or that back when I was staying with her she hadn’t once suggested to have a threesome with him!

As she let her mind follow that train of thoughts, Hot Head had either grew slightly bored of his rather passive role, or simply wanted to contribute more. Either way, his grasp on her hips grew tighter, the strength he put into pulling her down on him increased, and he back to thrust his hips in sync with her hips.

“Oh yes!” she shouted loudly, her eyes rolling to the back of her skull from the sheer pleasure. “Show me what this hot body of your can do! I want you to fuck me!”

Spurred by her words, Hot Head thrust his hips even harder, and continued this steady rhythm as Whirlwind kept moaning. All thoughts about Prism and Amber gradually disappeared; she still heard them grunt and moan behind her, as well as the other sounds their bodies made, but she stopped caring whether they had more fun than her and Hot Head, all that mattered was the big cock thrusting in and out of her pussy.

Her hands went down to his, holding them as she bounced up and down on his dick. She next moved them up his arms, leaning forward as she felt his biceps under the palms of her hands, bringing her bouncing boobs closer to his face. As she laid them on his shoulders, Hot Head suddenly darted forward, his mouth closing in on her tits. He only slowed down his pace by just a bit as he pressed his tongue to her nipples, drawing circles around them. Whirlwind moans turned to screams as she felt him lick them. Encouraged by her shouts, Hot Head wrapped his lips around her right nipple and sucked on it.

Her screams only increased in volume as he continued to suck her tit, his tongue flickering her nipple inside of his mouth. Whirlwind arched her back and stared at the ceiling, loving every second of what was happening to her body. She wasn’t sure what was bringing her more pleasure; the work he was doing with his mouth or with his cock. However, her mind was too distracted by both sensations to properly think about it for too long.

Oooh, is just too good! Whirlwind thought hazily, feeling him let go of her right nipple and move on to the left one. Is there any possible way this could get any better?

Almost as soon as she thought that question, her mind was nearly assaulted by images. Images of her, Hot Head, Prism and Amber, all focused on answering her query; was it possible for this to get any better? She imagined how would it be if Prism and Amber joined them, and together with Hot Head all three would focus on pleasuring her. Of course, she was familiar with body worship, and had in plans to later have them do it to her, as both Prism and Amber had their turns, but this image that came to her head was different.

For a brief moment she imagined Amber with a strap-on behind her, fucking her ass, as Prism stood before her, his cock on her mouth, all while Hot Head continued to thrust into her pussy.

Would I want to do that? she wondered, feeling slightly intimidated by what her imagination had wrought upon. It seems a little… hardcore. Whirlwind then heard how it sounded and in her mind rolled her eyes. Then again, I am getting fucked by my boyfriend’s old rival, while he is fucking our friend who is technically his old rival’s mother, and whom both he and I had sex multiple times by now. Hardcore sorta became a relevant term…

Thinking of Prism and Amber made her curious as to what they were doing. What was the point of having a foursome if she wasn’t seeing how the other two were fucking? She could see Hot Head occasionally casting glances behind her, but from her position it would be a bit difficult to get a good look at them…

Guess it’s time to change position then, Whirlwind decided briskly.

Just then Hot Head released her nipple from her mouth. Taking the opportunity, she leaned down to his ear, briefly kissing him before whispering “Hang on a bit.” Hot Head, although a bit confused and his mind little… too preoccupied to process what she said to him, did as she asked. He stopped his thrust and loosened the grip on her hips. Whirlwind, smiling gratefully and planting another kiss on his lips, moved her hands to his chest to straighten her body, then in one swift move raised her hips. She winced unhappily at the sudden emptiness in her pussy, but knew she would soon be filled again. With that in mind, Whirlwind began to turn around, placing her knees on each side of Hot Head’s hips, and quickly lined his dick against her pussy, sliding down upon it without missing a heartbeat.

She gasped as she felt him spread her insides, and then him move his hands back to her body, one on her hips and the other on her boobs. Whirlwind arched her back to give him easier access, while she began to raise and lower her body, once again in charge.

“This is so hot,” she heard Prism gasp in front of her.

With her position… secured, Whirlwind was finally able to look at him and Amber. It turned out that in the time that she rode Hot Head and was in turn fucked by him, with her back facing them, the other two had moved from the foot of the couch. Amber was no longer titfucking him; she now sat on the top of the couch, her back against the wall and her legs spread, as Prism thrust his cock into her pussy.

His eyes, however, were on Whirlwind.

She felt warmth spread through her that had nothing to do with the cock thrusting into her, or the hands caressing her body (those spread a whole other kind of warmth). The thought that despite them having sex with other people, they were looking at each other, and seeing them fuck aroused each other, made her feel so much love for her boyfriend that she couldn’t possibly put it into words. Whirlwind smiled at him as she bounced on top of Hot Head, enjoying seeing Prism eye her up and down and look with lust at the sight of her tits bouncing and her pussy spread wide open by Hot Head’s cock. She, too, watched him fuck Amber, feeling herself getting wetter. Amber let her legs fall down to the couch, not even trying to wrap them around Prism as he thrusted energetically into her pussy. The strength from his hips carried throughout her body, making her boobs and legs shake. Whirlwind glanced longingly at her tits, then at her feet as they rocked in the air.

She made a mental note to later had one of them fuck her like that as well, it looked really hot.

“You’re not too bad yourself,” she managed to say, having a little trouble to express herself with words rather than moans with the pleasure building up inside of her. “You look so hot fucking Amber right now,” she added, gazing at his - while less athletic, still impressive - body, watching his ass as he thrusted his hips between Amber’s legs.

Prism smiled hearing her praise. “Thanks. You wouldn’t how sexy you look, being fucked by Hot Head,” he said, lust blazing in his eyes.

She giggled, happy he wasn’t feeling jealous in the slightest, but before she could reply, somebody else spoke up.

“And Hot Head and I are what, observers?” Amber asked, pouting, but Whirlwind could clearly hear amusement in her voice. “Come on, call us hot and sexy too. Don’t hide your feelings, Prism, complement Hot Head’s dick,” she added, smirking.

This time Whirlwind snorted with laughter, even more amused when she noticed Prism rolling his eyes. “You look great with your legs spread on top of the couch Amber,” she told her, smiling. “Maybe later I could take your strap-on and fuck you like that too?”

“Aw, thanks girl,” Amber panted, winking. “Sure, sounds like fun. Prism?” she asked, turning meaningfully to him.

Despite all the noises their bodies made as they fucked, Whirlwind managed to catch him sight before he said. “You have a nice dick Hot Head.”

She had to close her mouth to not snort with laughter again, and saw Amber do likewise.

“Thanks man,” she heard Hot Head say from behind her, which made her even more amused. “Your girlfriend has an awesome pussy.”

“I know, right?” Prism replied. Smiling, he continued, “Hope you didn’t have too much problem getting your dick inside of her; even with my added lubricant she must have been pretty tight.”

“Nah, it’s perfect. Ah sweet Celestia, her pussy is so warm and tight,” Hot Head moaned, too overwhelmed by the sensation to continue the banter.

Whirlwind found herself wanting them to continue. It was surprisingly exciting to hear them speak about her pussy like that.

It looked thought that Prism still was in a talking mood. “Your mom’s pussy is awesome too.”

To her mild surprise, Whirlwind heard Hot Head snort with amusement behind her. “Just what I needed right now, thanks.”

“Aw, c’mon Hot Head, don’t you wanna hear him praise my pussy?” Amber asked, holding back laughter.

Instead of replying right away, Hot Head thrust his hips, making Whirlwind utter a moan. She felt his hands travel down her body, from her boobs to her hips. One hand then continued to go down, brushing her leg and then grabbing her foot. Feeling Hot Head’s warm hand grasp and massage her cold foot gave her quite pleasant shivers.

“Sure,” he finally replied to Amber, his hips continuing to thrust up while Whirlwind synced her movements with his, “hearing about how good your pussy is would be hot. But I would much appreciate if he wouldn’t refer to you as my ‘mom.” Despite being turned to him with her back and a little preoccupied, Whirlwind could easily picture Hot Head wince. “I get it you guys like to joke about it, but in this situation it kinda… causes some problems for me.”

Prism snorted with laughter. “What, hearing ‘mom’ makes you limp?”

“Sort of, yes,” Hot Head said; Whirlwind could swear she heard him roll his eyes.

“Fine, I will stop,” Prism replied, then added, “Well, for now.”

“Are you two going to chat all day or are you gonna fuck us?” Amber cut in. Smirking, she added, “You can talk all you want later when you two fuck each other, though.”

“Oh come on, Amber, I like hearing them talk,” Whirlwind spoke up,rolling out her tongue as she bounced on top of thrusting Hot Head. “Besides, I think what they are doing right now counts as fucking.”

“I know,” she replied, sticking out her tongue at her, “I was just trying to trick them into having sex.”

Prism deadpanned at her for two whole seconds, momentarily stopping his thrusts. “I am amazed by the depths of your master plan,” he finally said, resuming his hips’ movement.

“Oh please, this is just something I came up with just now,” Amber replied, rolling her eyes. “My master plan is the whole other thing. Sorry I can’t come up with something more subtle and complex while being fucked by this monstrous cock of yours,” she added, winking.

Both Whirlwind and Prism chuckled hearing that. “You are forgiven,” Prism told her jokingly.

“So do you guys always talk so much while having sex?” Hot Head asked.

Amused, Whirlwind glanced back over her shoulder. “It sort of depends on the moment I guess.”

“What do you mean by ‘on the moment’?” Hot Head asked, frowning in confusion.

Whirlwind rolled her eyes while raising her hips. “I don’t know, just sometimes we feel like talking, other times we more feel like fucking. Do you have some problems with either?” she asked, already knowing what he would answer.

“Of course not,” he quickly replied. “Was just curious. You know, since I am the only one here who wasn’t in any form of group sex and all, wanted to know more.”

“Aww, don’t worry, you’re doing great,” Whirlwind assured him. As her eyes gazed down his body, through his powerful arms and chest and then at his abs, she added, “I can wait to see you later put all those muscles to use and dominate me.”

She could swear she felt a tremor go though his body hearing her say that last sentence (especially the ‘dominate’ part) before he moved his hands back to her hip and grasp her tightly. With renewed vigor, he began to thrust his dick harder upwards into her pussy. Uttering a shriek, surprised but at the same time pleased by his sudden increase in pace, Whirlwind did her best to bring down her hips in rhythm with his thrusts, moaning loudly as amazing feeling in her pussy kept on increasing in intensity.

If Whirlwind was able to speak coherent sentences in that moment, she would tell Hot Head that this was one of the moments when everybody felt more like fucking.

Prism and Amber, too, had increased their efforts to bring each other to their respective orgasms. Of course, the majority of the work rested on Prism’s shoulders (Well, his hips to be precise, Whirlwind noted lazily, her mind having problems to focus.). Amber still seemed quite happy to leave him to do most of the work for this round. Not that Whirlwind could blame her; seeing her body being rocked on top of the couch by her boyfriend and hearing the lustful moans she was making, on top of all the squeaking of the couch and squelching of their bodies, made her long to later receive the same treatment.

Which one I would like to do that, though? she wondered, momentarily distracted. Would love Prism to fuck me like that, of course, but I can have him do that whenever I want later, when it would be just the two of us. Guess Hot Head… Whirlwind bit her lip, imagining the man that was now below her, pounding his crotch against her flesh, holding her body up against the wall and plough her with all the strenght his muscular body could muster, unhinged by gravity like he was a bit now. I would like that, she mused, but then another thought hit her. But what about Amber? Hm… if she would put on that strap-op… I would love to see her tits bouncing as she fucks me. I wonder how hard she could do that… But what would the boys do then? An image of the two of them making out appeared in her mind, almost as if on its own accord. Wow, I’ve really have been hanging out too much with Amber.

Still, she couldn’t deny that the vision of them making out had a certain.. appeal for her. As Whirlwind bounced on top of Hot Head, which him still thrusting at the same pace, she realized she had been thinking about how he would look while sucking Prism’s dick.

What had Amber done to me? she wondered in a mocked horror, before finally banishing those thoughts and focusing on the pleasure radiating from her nethers.

Well, mostly. She might have helped herself by still fantasizing about Prism and Hot Head, feeling her climax approach much swifter because of it.

“Oh, yes!” she moaned, unable to contain herself. “Fuck my pussy! Fill me with your cum!”

Suck that dick, she added in her thoughts.

As she was only a few seconds away from her orgasm, Whirlwind suddenly felt Prism arm wrap around her, pulling her closer to him. It took her by surprise; between the relentless fucking from Hot Head and her fantasies, she stopped paying attention to him and Amber. She tried to focus her attention on them; she had managed to catch a glimpse of Amber arching her body against the wall before her vision was filled by Prism’s face. His lips pressed to hers, his tongue parting them just as her orgasm hit her. She moaned into his mouth, a part of her wishing she could scream but mostly she was touched by the gesture and pleased. Her ears were indeed filled by a scream, though; Amber had let out one as she, too, had climaxed.

If a part of her was able to think about anything other about her pussy and mouth, and the dick and tongue in the respectively, she would think whether Prism had came as well or not; the thought about his seed filling her pussy was so hot!

And just then, Hot Head let out a loud groan and slammed his hips against her one last time, his cock shooting a wave of his cum inside of her. Whirlwind moaned even louder into Prism mouth, and her hands went to grab his body tightly. When earlier she thought that him cumming inside of Amber was hot she had been wrong (Well, not wrong, she amended, it is pretty hot.); this was hot! Knowing that another man, other than her boyfriend, had filled her pussy with his seed, while Prism wasn’t just there watching but also kissing her seemingly intensified and prolonged her orgasm; that’s how Whirlwind felt like at that moment, at least.

This is going to be the best thing, Whirlwind thought, her mind hazy, as their mouths parted, a string of saliva connecting them as they pulled away, ever. All the images her mind had conjured earlier, of Prism and Hot Head fucking her at the same time, of all three of them fucking her at the same time, of each of them ploughing her as she sat on the top of the couch with her back against the wall, of Hot Head and Prism… it all came to her, and she knew she would do her best to make all those fantasies come true. And I know just the person to help me, Whirlwind added, pulling her eyes away from Prism’s and glancing at Amber.

As if feeling her gaze on her, she slowly turned her head and their eyes locked. Amber was panting, momentarily exhausted after her orgasms. Her arms slid down Prism’s body, and she rested her legs down against the couch. However, Whirlwind knew that she would quickly recover; even now as they looked into each other’s eyes, Amber winked at her.

Smirking, Whirlwind began to imagine just what the two of them could do. And what’s even better, she thought, all the things we can get Prism and Hot Head to doo... However, she didn’t have the time to try and convey any of those thoughts to Amber. After about a second or two, Prism, possibly following Whirlwind gaze, turned to Amber. Almost immediately he leaned close to her and began kissing her. Amber closer her eyes and her body regained some of its energy, embracing him once again and passionately replying to the kiss.

Well, since they’re busy right now, Whirlwind thought, raising on her knees a bit and letting Hot Head’s dick slid out of her. Feeling a little tired herself, and needing a moment of respite before all those ideas she had could come to life, she turned around slowly lowered her body down. Hot Head, who had been resting, scotched over to a side a bit to make some room for her as she laid down beside him on the couch.

He smiled at her sheepishly, as if he still couldn’t believe what had happened. “That was…” he spoke and hesitated, looking for the right word, before finally setting on just, “Wow.”

Whirlwind giggled warmly. “You said it,” she said, stretching to kiss him. “And that was just the start,” she promised with a wink.

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“Okay, so, what exactly are we doing now?” Hot Head asked, feeling slightly nervous.

It was mere few minutes since all of them almost simultaneously climaxed on the couch. Not nearly enough time for him to regain his… readiness, so to speak. And for Prism too by the looks of it, Hot Head noticed in passing. However, it was enough time to catch their breaths, and so soon they started to move again. Before Hot Head knew what exactly was happening, Amber and Whirlwind had made him sit back on the couch, and the two stood over him, each on his side.

The matter of how ready his body was for… whatever was coming next (at this point, Hot Head was expecting almost everything to happen) wasn’t actually what was making him nervous. Rather, it was the looks Whirlwind and Amber were both giving him. He was positive it was a similar look a predator was giving their prey before they pounced on it.

Amber smirked mischievously hearing his question. “Oh, you will see,” she told him mysteriously.
Not exactly satisfied with the answer, Hot Head opened his mouth to ask for more details. However, before he could speak, another voice interrupted him . “Yeah, I’m gonna go ahead and say that I’m gonna stay out of this.”

Hot Head glanced at him. He was sitting on a nearby chair, with his hands behind his head as if he was relaxing and not watching his girlfriend and a friend he had just fucked stand right before his old rival.

Hearing Whirlwind giggle made Hot Head turn to regard her. “Aww, and here I entertained an idea of you joining us…” she said, gazing at him with amusement.

Prism, in turn, looked at her with mocked terror. “Dear Celestia, Amber has corrupted you completely, hasn’t she?”

Both girls snorted with laughter, and Hot Head couldn’t help but chuckle a little as well.

Prism waited for them to stop laughing before he continued. “I have still a bit to go as far as you on that road, so I’m afraid I’ll pass.”

“You’re no fun,” Amber told him, sticking her tongue at him.

“I’m pretty sure the two of you will give Hot Head enough fun, you won’t need me,” Prism replied, smirking.

So he knows what they are going to do, Hot Head mused, not really sure if he was comforted by it or not.

“Fine,” Amber replied, and then her gaze turned to Hot Head. “Now,” she said slowly, narrowing her eyes, “which part of this Celestia-chiseled body are we’re gonna start with?”

Celestia-chiseled? Hot Head wondered, slightly surprised but pleased at the compliment.

“Hm…” Whirlwind murmured, her eyes scanning his body. She took a slow step towards him, placing her knees on the couch and crawling closer. Amber quickly followed her lead. “Let’s see… we could start with his stomach,” she said, her hand brushing his abs, then pushing them a bit harder. “My, how firm they feel. Even without flexing them… Seriously, how come you hadn’t been fucking him non-stop?” she asked, turning to Amber. “Or at the very least, why hadn’t you brought him earlier?”

Amber snorted and rolled her eyes. “You think it’s easy to get a hold of a royal guard? Surprisingly not, considering how they stand still in the castle all the time. Like, really, they won’t even crack a smile while on duty, no matter what you do.”

Hot Head blushed, remembering some of the things she had done. Whirlwind,s eyes shifted from her to him and then back before she frowned. “How do you know that, exactly?”

“I might have leaned down here and there, took my top of, you know, the usual thing tourists do,” Amber told her casually.

“You’re not a tourist,” both Whirlwind and Prism told her flatly.

“So? Doesn’t mean I can’t act like one from time to time,” Amber replied, sticking her tongue at them playfully. Before either could reply, she turned back to Hot Head. “Now, lets move on to more important matters, shall we?” she asked with a sultry note in her voice.

Whirlwind sighed and rolled her eyes, before she too focused on him. Hot Head once again felt nervous under the gaze of two girls, still not sure what they were going to do.

Almost at the exact same time, Whirlwind and Amber leaned closer, their hands brushing along his body. “It really is a shame Amber hadn’t brought you along earlier,” Whirlwind said slowly, her fingers running along his biceps. “So much time we could have used to… well, fuck,” Whirlwind finished, smirking. “But it’s alright, we’ll have plenty of time to make up for the lost time.” She leaned to his head and bend down to his ear. “I can’t wait until you hold me down and plough me,” she told Hot Head in a whisper, so close to him that he could feel her lips on his ear.

Yeah, gonna have a boner soon, Hot Head thought, a shiver going down his spine as he heard her words.

“Not just her,” Amber said, leaning down in the same manner as Whirlwind. “You’re going to give me the same treatment,” she added, her lips wrapping around his earlobe as she gently nibbled around it, her hand brushing his chest.

“But I will get more,” Whirlwind quickly said, following her lead as she also began to caress his body, her leg brushing against his.

“On what grounds?” Amber inquired, showering his cheek and neck with kisses.

“On the grounds that you get to take him home later,” Whirlwind told her flatly, leaving hickeys on his neck.

“Hm, good point,” Amber replied, giggling. “Fine, you’ll have more turns with him, but I’ll want some with both him and Prism later,” she added, winking at both Whirlwind and Hot Head. “I have a few ideas, you’ll have a part too,” she told Whirlwind.

Hot Head frowned, wondering what kind of ideas she could have that had to apparently involve all of the other three focusing their attention on her. Whirlwind, however, smiled warmly at her. “No kidding! I had a few ideas like that too actually!”

“Really?” Amber said, smirking. “Well, I think we’re gonna have to compare notes.”

“Do I want to know what you two are planning?” Hot Head asked, once again feeling nervous.

Amber silenced him with a look. “Shhh, you just lay down and let us do our job,” she told him, wrapping her leg around his own as her hand caressed his chest. Her kissed moved down his neck to his chest and shoulders as she added, “Don’t worry your sexy head about it… for now.”

For now? Hot Head repeated in his thoughts, not really comforted by Amber’s words, but decided to do as she had asked and not think about it. After all, if it involves sex, I’m probably not going to argue.

Hearing Whirlwind giggle made him turn his attention to her; she was nibbling on his arm, leaving bite marks along it. “Don’t say it like that, you’re scare the poor guy,” she said, her eyes darting at him teasingly.

“I’m not scared,” he quickly said, flexing his muscles a bit. Smirking, he added, “I can deal with everything you throw my way.”

“Sure you can,” Amber said as Whirlwind drew her tongue around his biceps. Her eyes gazed at his body, narrowing with lust. “With such a strong body you can deal with everything…”

“Alright, are you girls trying to give me some complexes?” Prism asked from his chair, deadpanning at them.

Both girls snorted with laughter, while Hot Head smirked. “Why, do you have any reasons to get complexes?” he asked, flexing his muscles some more. He raised his torso a bit to let Prism get a better view of his body. Since Whirlwind and Amber both let go of his arms while they giggled, he brought them to his chest and flexed his biceps. “Well?” he asked, lifting an eyebrow.

Prism didn’t reply him, just stared at him with the deadpan he gave the girls a moment ago. Amber, however, spoke after looking at Hot Head admiringly. “Wow, so you are trying to get Prism to join us?”

Hot Head frowned and focused back at her. “No, I was just trying to make him jealous…”

“Yeah, jealous of us being the ones licking and touching you,” Amber cut him off, smirking. Turning to Whirlwind, she asked, “Right Whirlwind?”

Annoyed that she was looking for her support in this joke and a bit embarrassed, Hot Head looked at her as well, about to repeat what he said, but stopped himself before he could speak as he saw her. Whirlwind was staring openly at his still-flexed muscles, her mouth hanging open as her eyes moved from muscle from muscle.

“Whirlwind?” Amber said, trying to get her attention. “You’re drooling.”

That comment finally made her snap back to her senses. “No I’m not!” she quickly said, blushing, although she did wipe her mouth. “I was just… admiring his physique.”

Amber giggled. “And what are we here to do?” she asked, lifting her eyebrow before leaning closer to Hot Head again.

“Yeah, definitely gonna have complexes,” Prism exclaimed, rolling his eyes.

Whirlwind, who was about to follow Amber’s lead, giggled hearing his remark and glanced back at him. “Aww, don’t worry, you’re still my number one cockslave,” she said, probably winking at him (Hot Head couldn’t quite tell from this angle).

“‘Cockslave’?” Prism repeated, seemingly amused by the name. “Are you going to put a collar and a leash on me later, too?”

“Maybe,” Whirlwind replied, amused.

“You can borrow mine if you want,” Amber said as she reached to her back, smirking as she pulled out, much to Hot Head’s surprise, a leash and a collar.

Whirlwind and Prism seemed equally surprised as he. They stared at the toys in her hand, before turning to Hot Head.

“What are you staring at me for?” he asked, but then immediately figured out what they must be thinking. “She hadn’t used those on me!”

“But I will,” Amber said, smiling almost maliciously at him as she took the grabbed the leash with her other hand as well. “If not now, then definitely when we get back home,” she added, flexing the leash and making it snap! loudly.

Hot Head was wrong earlier. Now he was nervous. Without even realizing it, he said, “I want an adult.”

He was certain that Amber eyes gleamed. “I am an adult.”

“Alright alright, put your leash down,” Whirlwind told her. “We can try playing with that later, right now we need to return to our… task,” she finished, gazing at him with lust.

“Fine,” Amber said, rolling her eyes and putting away the leash and the collar.

As she did that, Whirlwind her leaned to his midriff. She pressed her tongue to his sixpack and began to draw circles around his abs with it. Amber quickly joined her, licking his stomach and rubbing his thigh with her hand. Hot Head groaned, feeling both pleased by their ministration as well as frustrated as neither of them as much as brushed his dick. It was taking a great amount of his self-control to not start thrusting his hips up into the air. The girls must have noticed him tense up as they both gave amused chuckles as they continued.

Whirlwind began to leave hickeys along the edge of his midriff as Amber leaned closer to the center, her tongue darting into his belly button and twirling in circles around it. After a few seconds they switched, and it was Whirlwind that licked his navel.

“Enjoying yourself?” Amber asked, smirking, as she rose to look him in the eyes, her tits brushing against his chest.

“Oh, yes,” Hot Head grunted in agreement, really meaning it. He felt her hand caressing his arm. “Can’t help but wonder though when we, um, move things along,” he finished sheepishly.

“All in due time,” she told him, leaning forward to lick his cheek before lowering herself down his arm, her boobs brushing against it as she headed for his hand.

Whirlwind lifted her head above his midriff, giving his abs one last lick before moving to his other arm, following Amber’s example. Amber in that time had grabbed his hand in both her hands, and brought it up to her face. Smirking at him, she pressed her tongue to his index finger, slowly dragging it across it. As Whirlwind also grasped his other hand, Amber wrapped her lips around the finger and led it deep into her mouth, her tongue twirling around it, and then gently pressing her teeth around it as well, nibbling on it as she moved it in and out of her mouth. Whirlwind quickly imitated her, giving the index finger on his other hand the same treatment. Soon the girls were done with them, and moved to his other fingers, leaving none not caressed in this weird but hot manner.

I wonder if they did the same to Prism? Hot Head wondered, glancing at him. He was still sitting on the chair, still in such relaxed position as before. He certainly doesn’t seem weirded out by any of this…

“Aww, look Prism, Hot Head wants you to join us,” Amber suddenly exclaimed, making him shudder from embarrassment.

“No I’m not!” he quickly told her, wondering when she had let his finger slid out of her mouth.

“Sure,” she said, winking. “It’s just an coincidence that you are looking at him.”

Before Hot Head could repeat himself and explain why did he glance at him, Prism spoke up unexpectedly. “Yeah, keep dreaming dude.”

Shooting him a glare, Hot Head did his best to ignore the girls’ giggles. “Aw, don’t say that, Prism,” Amber teased, “you’ll make him sad.”

“Good thing we can remedy that,” Whirlwind added, smirking, as she turned her attention down his body.

Hot Head felt his heart skip a bit as she began to reach to his dick, closely followed by Amber. A pleasant shiver went up his spine at the thought of his cock finally receiving some attention. Not that he minded what they had been doing, far from it, but as they pressed their naked bodies against his pressure obviously started to pent up in his loins.

He hold his breath as they both reached his dick, feeling their breaths on his manhood… and then watched with disappointment as they moved past it, their hands embracing his thighs as their tongues lapped against his skin.

He could swear he hear them giggle with amusement as they devoted themselves to their task.

Well, at least they’re probably going to move on soon, he concluded as he tried to forget about the throbbing in his dick and just enjoy the attention the other parts of his body were getting. I mean, it’s not like I have a lot of body left that hadn’t receive this treatment. And besides, he added, eyeing their wet pussies as they turned with their asses towards him, I can see they are getting restless too.

Contemplating whether he should reach with his hands to them and please them, he looked down at their heads as they nibbled around his knees and further along his calves. As they were doing that, they pressed their boobs against his thigh, and, probably noticing he was staring at them earlier (or just figuring that he was; What a guy is gonna do when two girls bend over before him and present their asses like that to him?) wiggled their asses a bit. Although it was tempting, Hot Head decided not to; as much as he would have liked to plunge gently with his fingers into their pussies (as they were out of reach of his dick for now), he recalled that at the beginning, when they told him to sit back, they also said that he was to do nothing.

Which became increasingly difficult as the reached further down with their mouths, their tongues and fingers caressing his feet. Their torsos hanged down from the couch, pressing against his legs, leaving a very good view on their pussies. Their legs rose up into the air as they bodies accidentally slid down the couch, making them lose their balance. They quickly rested them against his body for support, pressing their feet against his neck and face, all while not stopping what they were doing to his feet.

“And Amber said I have a foot fetish,” Prism suddenly remarked, snorting with amusement.

“Because you have,” Hot Head heard Amber reply from under the couch, unable to see her from this angle (and because on of her feet covered his right eye.)

“Kinda looks like all three of you have it too then,” Prism replied. “At least from where I am sitting.”

“Oh please, I have a hot body fetish,” Amber retorted, and Hot Head could easily imagine her sticking her tongue at him.

“Kinda hard to tell those two apart when you are massaging and licking his feet while practically stomping on his face,” Prism pointed out.

He has a point, Hot Head thought, however-

“I’m just doing it now, duh,” Amber replied, saying what he was about to think..

“I know, but you said the same thing yesterday when I licked your foot, so we’re even,” Prism told, sticking his tongue at her.

“Ah, okay,” Amber said, sounding almost cheerful. “Was wondering why you weren’t telling the same Whirlwind.”

“You know-” Hot Head began, wanting to add something to the discussion, but Whirlwind cut him off by pressing her foot against his mouth.

“Shh, let them talk,” she said teasingly. “It’s fun when they argue like that. You just focus on enjoying yourself while this lasts.”

“Hwhal huh hasht?” he tried to repeat, but his words were muffled by her foot.

Does that mean they are about to finally take care of my dick? he thought, feeling even more excited now and even more aroused. Which, seeing how there were two naked girls upside down pressing their bodies against his, was saying a lot. I wonder if they will both lick it, or will they take turns, or will one ride me while the other continues to caress me like this?

In the meantime, as he pondered that and Whirlwind brushed his face and neck with her feet (while at the same time she continued to tend to his calves and feet along with Amber), Prism and Amber continued their discussion. “You know,” Amber was just saying, “I think you’re just jealous.”

“Jealous?” Prism repeated, sounding as much amused as confused. “I got the same treatment, remember?”

Ah, okay, one question answered.

“Oh, no, I didn’t mean you were jealous of Hot Head,” Amber explained; Hot Head could almost hear her smirking. “I meant that you are jealous of us.”

Prism sighed loudly and left that without a comment.

“Why wouldn’t you be?” Amber continued, although her lustful voice suggested that she was no longer teasing him. “Who wouldn’t want to caress this sexy body, press their own against his, feeling his strong muscles with every part of their body? Although,” she added, suddenly raising her torso up and glancing at him, “I guess there is one part of your body that I would like to feel the most right now,” she finished, gazing at him through narrowed eyes.

Or rather, she was gazing at a specific part of him.

Hot Head gulped nervously as what he had been anticipating so long was finally about to happen. Amber turned her body around as she got up from the floor back to the couch, taking her feet away from his face and kneeling next to his dick, swiftly followed by Whirlwind. His cock, which had been almost painfully hard since as soon as they had begun, stood proud in attention between the two girls as they drew near it. Slowly, very slowly, they both presses the the tips of their tongues to the base of his dick, and began to move them upwards, all the way to his head. Hot Head gasped as he felt their tongues encircle his sensitive tip, staying like that for a few seconds before they lifted their heads above and kissed atop his cock.

So hot… he thought through the fog that had engulfed his mind, watching this two girls make out. They soon broke the kiss, however, and turned their eyes down at his member. They both swooped down, but Amber moved faster than Whirlwind, and her lips seized his dick, taking his tip into her mouth. As he groaned, he looked at Whirlwind; she appeared to be slightly disappointed, but she quickly recovered and leaned further down. She began to lick his cock along it’s base and across it shaft, while Amber let more of his dick slide into her mouth, sucking it and dancing around it with her tongue.

As she took more and more of his cock, Whirlwind had been left with less and less of it. Eventually she had to move away as Amber began to deepthroat him (causing his eyes to roll back into his skull and a moan to escape his lips in the process), she leaned closer to his balls instead. Hot Head shuddered as he felt her tongue on his sack, feeling his dick shake inside of Amber’s mouth as she did so, magnifying the pleasure he was already feeling. Whirlwind licked his balls again before she wrapped her lips around one ball and began to suck on it, making his eyes roll to the back of his skull. He opened his mouth wide and groaned loudly. Almost as if she was jealous about the effect Whirlwind ministration had on him, Amber began to bob her head energetically, glancing at him with half-lidded eyes.

“Oh fuck, this feels soooo good,” he moaned, breathing heavily as the two girls worked wonders on his dick and balls.

Guessing from the amused murmurs he could hear (which sent pleasant vibrations through his genitals), the girls appreciated his remark, and increased their efforts. Whirlwind moved to the other testicle, while Amber’s tongue massaged the underside of his dick. Both stimulations rapidly worked him up, and combined with all the ministrations they had done before he grew very fast to his orgasm. Faster, in fact, then he realized. Either they were that good, or they combined oral skills had left his mind to clouded to realize it (which again pointed out to them being that good), the end effect was that the only warning he had managed to give them before he climaxed was a particularly loud groan. Which, given all the groans and moans he had been making this past couple of minutes, wasn’t really a good warning.

Despite how far his mind was gone at that point, he managed to catch briefly the sight of Amber’s eyes widening as he unloaded a wave of his cum right into her mouth. She must have quickly got a hold of the situation though (And of my dick, he noticed hazily as he felt her hand on his dick while she moved her mouth back up so that only his tip remained in her mouth.), swallowing his cum without too much visible difficulty, as well as the another wave he shot a second later. Whirlwind, probably tipped off that he had climaxed either by his body shuddering or by Amber’s suddenly stopping bobbing her head up and down his shaft, had let go of his balls and raised her head to look at her and his dick. As Hot Head looked at her, he thought he had seen a hungry expression on her face, but considering the state his mind was, it could have been that he was just seeing things.

After a few moments, Amber let go of his dick and and rose up, winking at him before he could even ask if she was alright after he so unexpectedly shot a load of his cum right into her mouth. She then turned slowly to Whirlwind, and, after smiling softly, she leaned forward. Whirlwind met her halfway and pressed her body to hers, opening her mouth as they began to kiss. Realizing that Amber hadn’t opened her mouth after she raised above his dick, Hot Head wondered if she still had some of his cum inside and was now sharing it with Whirlwind.

About ten seconds later, he got his answer; as the girls parted from their kiss, both opened their mouths, letting him see his cum on their tongues before both closed their mouths and swallowed loudly.

Hot Head stared at them, stunned, before he finally said. “That was so hot.”

“Aw, thanks Hot Head,” Amber said, winking. “So, how did you like the special treatment we just gave you? And I don’t refer to just the ‘happy ending’,” she added, winking again.

“Oh, it was awesome!” Hot Head replied immediately. “I can’t wait to return the favor.”

Amber giggled, pleased. “Good, but we will have that part sometime later today. Right now, Whirlwind and I have some pressing needs that we’ll need you two boys to tend to. Right Whirlwind?” she asked, glancing at her with a smirk.

She nodded without looking at Amber, her eyes fixated on Hot Head. “Oh yes,” she said, smiling seductively. “And I have an idea what we’re going to do…”

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A sound resembling a purr formed in the back of her throat as she felt Hot Head’s arms wrapped tighter around her. Whirlwind would have let voice to that purr if her mouth wasn’t locked in a passionate kiss with him. Her own hands grasped him his back, too, as she felt his hands moving around her back, one going down to her ass and squeezing it. When they finally broke the kiss, she lifted her head towards the ceiling, moaning, as he kissed her neck hungrily, at the same time pushing her back, against the wall. Whirlwind arched her back feeling the cold wall behind her, as well as the warm couch’s backrest under her. She slid down, sitting on top of it in relative comfort, as she continued to make out with Hot Head.

Opening her eyes, she turned them to look at Prism and Amber. The two had moved away from the couch, giving them more room to fuck. Like them, they were making out enthusiastically, which a bit surprised Whirlwind. Given how turned on Prism must have been after he had to sit and watch them caress Hot Head, she would have expected to al but jump on Amber and start fucking her. Yet there he was, sucking on her tits as she writhed on the floor underneath him.

Returning her attention to Hot Head, she moved her hand up to his head and run her fingers through his hair. He in turn run his hand down her body, between her legs. Whirlwind gasped feeling his fingers brush her pussy gently, while at the same time his other hand grabbed her leg and, grinding his crotch against hers, he forced her legs to open wider. She complied without any resistance, shivers going up her spine at the thought how hot this was. The sensation of him taking charge like this, feeling him set the pace and directing her body with his, was already making her very wet.

Not to mention how wet the sight of that is making me, she thought, turning her head down to glance at the dick pressing against her pussy. In the short time since they started making out, Hot Head’s cock gradually grew back to its full size, and now it was pleasantly hard to feel. Although, Whirlwind added, casting her eyes on Prism and Amber, that is pretty hot, too.

“Do you want this dick?” she heard Hot Head ask her. Returning her full attention back to him, she saw him looking at her with a confident smirk. “Do you want me to fuck you hard with it?” he continued, grinding his cock against her pussy again.

There was obviously only one answer she could give him. “Yes,” she said, pushing her crotch forward, against his shaft, wanting him to plunge it inside of her.

But it seemed he wasn’t going to give it to her… yet. Now his smirk was gone, and was replaced by almost a devilish smile (that Whirlwind was sure he had picked up from Amber) as he looked her in the eyes. “You really want it?” he asked her, adjusting his crotch so that the tip of his dick was pressing against her opening.

Whirlwind’s hips buckled, but she couldn’t lean them forward far enough to push his dick past her pussy’s lips. “Yes!” she exclaimed, hoping he would stop teasing her and fuck her already.

His eyes gleamed. “Then beg,” Hot Head said, his low voice enough to send her body shivering by saying those two words.

Glancing down at his cock, so close to her wet pussy but still just resting against her lips, Whirlwind began to do as he asked; beg. “Pleeeease, fuck me, I need your dick so badly! Plough me as hard as you want, just please start fucking me!”

As if those words were all that was stopping him from taking her, Hot Head smiled with satisfaction and pushed his hips forward, plunging his dick into her pussy. A lustful groan escaped from Whirlwind’s mouth as he felt him spread her insides, which swiftly changed into a long moan of pleasure. Although the sensation coming from her pussy was overwhelming, she had a dim realization of Hot Head’s hands grasping her ass and squeezing hard. He then thrust his hips even harder, pushing his cock all the way into her and shaking her whole body.

“Are you enjoying it?” she heard Hot Head ask. With some difficulty, Whirlwind snapped her mind back to attention, focusing on him. “Feeling my big cock slamming into your pussy?” As if to emphasize his words (which she was sure wasn’t his only reason for doing so), Hot Head brought his hips back and then thrust them again. The strength behind his movement send her body rocking, her outstretched legs vibrating behind him. “Do you want to feel more of that?”

“Yes!” Whirlwind panted, already overwhelmed by the sensation after just two thrusts. As she had imagined, he was hiding great strength behind all those muscles. Not to mention how hot it is to see somebody so well-build fucking you, she thought briefly. “I want more!”

Hot Head smiled hearing her reply. “As you wish,” he said, and then began to really plough her.

Whirlwind lifted her head and began to scream into the ceiling at the relentless thrusting her pussy was experiencing. Her whole body rocked because of the force of his hips as he pushed them against her. She could feel her legs trembling constantly in the air, and couldn’t help but get even more aroused at the thought of how it must look.

And I will have it all recorded, she thought, glancing at the camera with some difficulty; considering the state she was in, it was much easier to have her head turned upwards and have her eyes rolled to the back of her skull. The device was moved from its earlier position a bit so that now it could capture both them and Prism and Amber. Speaking off, Whirlwind thought, turning her head to look at them.

They also had moved things along. Unlike when she looked at them before, when she saw Prism on top of Amber caressing her body as they made out, this time it was Amber who was on top, with Prism laying on his back as she rode him. Huh, didn’t even noticed them switching, Whirlwind mused as she watched them, captivated by the spectacle despite how hard she was being fucked. Amber bounced enthusiastically on top of Prism, her tits bouncing up and down along with her as she looked down at him, smiling lustfully, He had his hands moving along her sides, as far as he could reach; he briefly had them on her boobs and was squeezing them, before she arched her back and moving them out of his reach. Amber smiled wider as she saw him frown with disappointment briefly, being resigned to squeezing her ass instead (probably due to that being a pleasant task as well his frown quickly disappeared), as she threw her arms behind her and placed her hands on the floor, supporting her body as she moved up and down on top of Prism, causing his dick to slide in and out as her boobs faced the ceiling.

Whirlwind licked her lips, thinking that if it weren’t for Hot Head rocking her body so hard, she would be all over those tits, squeezing them, licking and sucking her nipples. And probably grinding her pussy on Prism’s face. While being fucked by Hot Head.

Alright, definitely gonna try that later, Whirlwind noted hazily, having trouble concentrating her thoughts. I mean, tell the others to try it… I mean, ask the others if we can try it. Damn it’s hard to focus, she thought, shaking her head a bit in an effort to clear some of the fog that covered her mind.

Unfortunately (Nah, not really.), her body rocked so hard already, her efforts to shake her head were completely ineffective.

Oooooh, this feels so good! she shouted in her thoughts; she had tried to shout those words out loud, but all that came out of her mouth was more of incoherent screams she had been uttering for the past… since whenever Hot Head had started to fuck her. How long exactly it has been? Three, five minutes? Ten? No, couldn’t be that long… damn, this feels so good it’s messing up my mind! Whirlwind decided, stopping wondering about it and just enjoy the moment.

As Hot Head continued to thrust his hips against her wilding, Whirlwind found herself once again admiring his ripped body. Despite how difficult it felt at the moment, she run her hands along his sides, caressing his muscles as he pounded her, loving how firm they felt while tensed, signifying how much strength he was putting into his thrusts.

Just as Whirlwind began to wonder how long could he keep that pace up, however, she felt him slow down. Before she could focus her attention and look at him with confusion, she felt him pull her closer to him, taking her off the couch’s backrest and quickly moving her to the couch. Hot Head turned her around in the air, ducking under her leg (which, unfortunately, led to him sliding his dick out of her pussy), so that she laid on her knees and hands. She looked back at him, surprised (but not dissatisfied) at how he took the initiative, and just as she was about to wiggle her hips at him, she felt him push against her pussy’s opening. Whirlwind moaned as she felt him fill her pussy again, as well as Hot Head looming over her as he grabbed her ass and pulled it closer to him.

This is awesome, Whirlwind thought, letting her tongue out and panting as he resumed fucking her.

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Hot Head grunted with satisfaction as he watched Whirlwind’s reaction to his dick entering her pussy again. He loved seeing her like this, arching her back from pleasure and pushing her pussy closer to him, even though he was already thrusting his hips forward and had grabbed hers and pulled towards him. And the expression on her face is so hot, he added in his thoughts, pulling his hips back and thrusting again as he watched her pant with her tongue out.

As Whirlwind continued to push her pussy back towards him in rhythm with his thrusts, he loosed his grip and leaned closer to her, moving one hand to explore her body. Hot Head felt a shiver go through his body as his hand caressed her body and stopped at her breast. For a few moments, he kept it lightly pressed to her skin, enjoying the sensation of her tit moving due to the force of his thrusts and her movement, before he squeezed her boob and brushed her nipple.

They lay so good in hand, Hot Head mused hazily as he continued to fuck her. It’s a pity we aren’t facing the camera, I would love to see how this must look from up front, with her tits bouncing… Oh well, I’m sure there will some good take, not to mention plenty of hot scenes of each of us. And speaking of ‘each of us’, he added, glancing at Prism and Amber.

He had noticed earlier that at some point Amber had begun riding Prism (in a very arousing way to watch, too), so he wasn’t surprised as he saw that she was still on top. However, Hot Head turned to look at them right as she had leaned back and raised one leg into the air, turning around. As he watched, she changed her position so now she was straddling him with her back turned to him. Wondering whether Prism missed seeing her tits bouncing up and down as she rode him, Hot Head let his sight travel from Amber to him.

Prism didn’t seem to mind; he was staring dreamily at her back with his hands holding her hips tightly. However, Hot Head could also see him tilting his head a bit, probably so that he could see the outline of her boob. Smirking to himself, he took one last look at both of them fucking (sparing an additional look for the sight of her breasts as they moved up and down and another on the sight of her ass slapping against Prism’s crotch), before he turned his full attention back to Whirlwind.

She was clearly enjoying herself, moaning loudly as he fucked her doggystyle. Whirlwind was still pushing her pussy back at him as he continued his thrusts, their combined motions rocking the entire couch. Spurred by her enthusiasm, Hot Head draw himself back, taking off his hand from her breasts, and then bringing it down on her ass, slapping her roughly. Surprised, Whirlwind let out a groan, giving voice to the pain and pleasure it had caused. Slightly worried, Hot Head hesitated from spanking her again. However, almost as if knowing what was going through his head, Whirlwind glanced over her shoulder at him.

Her look conveyed it all; she wanted more.

As if he needed any more encouragement after that look, Whirlwind said teasingly, “That’s all you’ve got?”, even as he had already started to raise his hand. She moaned again as he spanked her buttock. “Yes! Again! Spank me again, I want more! Spank this naughty girl!” she added, increasing the already high amount of lust that cling to his mind.

“Look at you,” Hot Head gasped as he slapped her again. “What a dirty, naughty girl you are, enjoying getting your ass spanked like this.”

“What, this?” she asked, looking at him again and smirking. “You call those spanks? Those were barely love-taps.”

“Oh yeah?” he asked in turn, slapped her again. “Maybe I should be a bit more… rough, then?”

“Assuming you can,” Whirlwind retorted, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

With a growl rising in the back of his throat, Hot Head reached forward with the hand he had been spanking her and put it between her shoulder plates, forcing her down on the couch. Taken by surprise, Whirlwind landed on her boobs, letting her ass stick into the air as Hot Head loomed over her. WIth primal fury, he spanked her with his other hand as he hold her down, fucking her harder and rougher.

“So can I?” Hot Head asked her in breaks between slaps.

Whirlwind hadn’t replied, too lost in screaming in pleasure to formulate sentences.

Considering that good enough of a reply, Hot Head spanked her ass again before putting his hand next to the one he was holding her down against the couch. Now being in a very good position, he began to really pound her. His hips thrusted against her as his dick slid in and out of her pussy; each time his crotch smashed against her ass, the entire couch shook and creaked. Whirlwind kept on switching from moans to shrieks, depending on whether he was thrusting or pulling out.

He continued to fuck her like that for some time, until a surprised shriek - that he somehow heard despite of the frenzy he was in - captured his attention. Hot Head saw Amber being pushed up to a standing position by Prism, who quickly rose to his feet and pushed her forward, towards the couch. Grabbing her around her waist with one hand, while other placing on her shoulder, he forced her to bend down before it. Amber, not offering him any resistance, placed her hands next to Whirlwind’s body and turned to look at Hot Head. He saw her mouth form into a smirk a second before Prism thrust his dick back into her pussy, causing her to lift her head up and moan lustfully.

Confused at the sudden change of their position (and even more about how close they moved to them; if he would take his his hand off Whirlwind he could easily reach Amber’s boobs), Hot Head glanced at Prism (knowing all too well what Amber would say about him looking at Prism’s face while fucking Whirlwind; fortunately, she was too busy being experiencing Prism’s dick spreading her insides. Oh great, now I am thinking about his dick.), wondering what was going through his mind. To his surprise, he saw him already looking at him, smirking.

There was a challenge in his eyes.

Immediately, apprehension dawned on Hot Head. So, that’s how you want to play, huh? Hot Head mused, smirking as well. Well, alright then; what’s another competition between us?

His thoughts must have reflected on his face; his smirk grew wider as he turned his attention back to Amber. He slapped her ass hard, eliciting another moan from her and began to fuck her hard. The couch, already shaking because of Hot Head and Whirlwind, began to rock even harder now. Staring at Amber’s bouncing tits, Hot Head briefly thought about whether or not the couch would withstand all four of them fucking on it (Well, against it in their case, he amended), but he quickly dismissed the thought.

After all, it wasn’t his couch.

With some difficulty, he dragged his eyes away from Amber and focused on Whirlwind. With a small amusement, he realized that she had tilted her head to look at them as well - at Amber’s boobs, more specifically. However, he noticed that she was also glancing every few seconds at Prism’s hips as they smacked against Amber’s. Hot Head couldn’t be sure, but as he looked at her face, he thought he could see a wistful expression on her face.

Guess I better start giving her the same treatment then, Hot Head thought, smirking to himself.

Bringing his hand to slap her rear, he regained Whirlwind’s attention (and got another moan from her), after which he doubled the strength and speed of his thrusts. The effect was instant; Whirlwind arched her back and turned her head to the ceiling, screaming in pleasure as he pounded against her body, holding her down against the couch. Hot Head growled in the depths of his throat in satisfaction, enjoying being so dominant. With her of all people, the girl he had a huge crush on for years.

I will have to do that to Amber later, he noted as he continued to fuck her into the couch. Would be really satisfying after all the times she had teased me all those years.

The sounds of girl’s moans and the slapping of their genitals were accompanied by the cracking of the couch. Hot Head ignored it, focusing on thrusting his hips relentlessly against Whirlwind, and by the looks of it Prism chose similarly to concentrate on fucking Amber. Glancing at them, Hot Head realized that they were shaking the couch more than him and Whirlwind, and tried to increase the strength of his thrust, trying to outdo them.

Maybe you had more experience with fucking them, but aside from one time you’ve never beaten me, Hot Head thought as he drove his dick into Whirlwind’s pussy harder and faster.

A sound of a slap caught his attention. Glancing at the other pair again, he saw Prism slapping Amber’s ass again, leaving a red mark in the vague shape of his palm on her buttock. He watched the mark shook due to the constant pounding Amber was receiving, before noticing that Prism’s pace became a bit unstable. Prism was still fucking her hard, but the breaks between his thrusts once grew longer, other times quicker.

Wondering if that meant that he was nearing his climax, Hot Head watched him spank her ass again as he slowly turned his attention to Whirlwind again. Inspired by Prism’s example, he brought his hand up and slapped her ass, before putting it back on her shoulder, still keeping her down against the couch. His hips smacked against hers even harder as he also tightly grasped her, his fingers clamping around her shoulders. Enjoying the sensation of being in so much control, Hot Head continued to thrust his dick into Whirlwind’s pussy, feeling the very familiar pressure building up in his member.

Just as he was about to worry whether he was going to be able to keep that pace for long (and, of course, if he was going to outlast Prism), Amber had uttered a shout louder than before. Glancing at them, Hot Head watched Prism slam his hips against hers one last time, burying his dick to the hilt in Amber’s pussy. Smirking briefly as he saw that he had lasted longer than his rival, he increased his efforts to bring Whirlwind and himself to the same levels of pleasure.

Whirlwind was moaning all throughout the relentless pounding he was giving her. Now that he yet again put more efforts into fucking her, she began to scream in pleasure, briefly causing Hot Head to worry if she wasn’t going to harm her throat that way. However, due to rather obvious reason, he hadn’t focused too much thought on that, too absorbed to pay attention to anything other than their bodies. And Amber’s. And maybe Prism’s.

Realization what he had just thought hit him, almost causing him to stop mid-thrust. Did I really just think that? Hot Head wondered, continuing to fuck Whirlwind. Ugh, Amber has too much of an influence over me, I’m starting to think like she’d want me to...

Banishing those thoughts, he pulled his hips back before bringing them back on Whirlwind, pushing his dick through her love tunnel. He loved the feeling of her velvet walls clamping around his cock, massaging it as he worked on getting both of them to their orgasms. As the pressure in his dick grew, now to the point that he was certain in but a few moments the dam holding back his seed would break, he noticed (although his mind was so far gone that he couldn’t be sure if he wasn’t imagining it) her pussy tightening it grip.

A few moments (and few more thrust) later, he got a confirmation that he hadn’t imagined it, as Whirlwind’s entire body shook and she gave a blissful shriek into the couch. Realizing she was experiencing an orgasm, Hot Head allowed himself to climax as well, letting go of all the mental barriers he had been keeping up that were stopping him. With a final shove, he thrust his cock as far as he could down her pussy, shooting a load of his cum deep into her love canal.

He gave a groan of satisfaction, which quickly turned into a surprise yelp as he felt the couch shake. He was joined by Amber, who was still leaning against it, and a second later by Whirlwind (who probably had taken longer to realize because of her orgasm). Still ejaculating into her, Hot Head cling to her body as it seemed the couch was about to fall apart. However, as soon as the shaking began, it had stopped. At first he was relieved, but then he realized that the couch was leaning at an odd angle. Prism and Amber, who were still standing nearby, crouched down to see what had happened.

“Wha-what happened?” Whirlwind, still panting after the rough fucking she had received, asked, leaning a bit forward to try and see why the couch was titled.

Her question was answered first by Amber bursting into laughter, then by Prism raising his head and deadpanning at Hot Head. “Dude, you broke my couch.”

Hot Head stared him, speechless from the sheer surprise. When after a second what he had said had been registered by his mind, he had tried to hold out his laughter, but it only took about a heartbeat or two before he snorted and started laughing. It didn’t help to disperse Prism’s deadpan, of course, especially when Whirlwind had too joined Hot Head and Amber, but he didn’t care. It was just too funny!

“Very funny guys,” Prism said, frowning at them as they continued to laugh.

“It is,” Whirlwind managed to say.

“Well,” Hot Head spoke up several moments later, having regained his composure to some degree, “I think it’s safe to say that I won.”

“And how do you figure?” Prism asked, his frown deepening.

“I did break your couch,” he pointed out, smirking.

When both girls, still covering their mouths and trying to calm themselves, nodded in agreement, Prism immediately replied with, “Oh please, I bet I loosed it up for you.”

The snorts of laughter Amber and Whirlwind gave at the same time indicated that they had bought that excuse as much as Hot Head. That is to say, not at all.

“Sure,” Hot Head said mockingly. “Admit it, I won.” When Prism stayed silent and continued to stare at him, he added, “Bet you never fucked Dubz so hard, huh?”

The remark (or maybe just him saying Whirlwind’s nickname that only Prism had said) seemed to cross some mark. Prism still stared at him, but now one of his eyelids twitched. However, after a moment, he calmed down and smiled maliciously.

“Oh alright, you won,” he said, shrugging. And still smiling. “I suppose it’s not that surprising, considering how exhausted I am after having fucked both of them so hard yesterday.”

Having been caught by surprise by his rather effective retort, Hot Head stare at him with his mouth hanging open.

“He has a point,” Whirlwind said, nodding, as she sat comfortably on the crooked couch.

“Yeah, he fucked us good,” Amber added, smirking, as she sat on the other side of Hot Head. “Still,” she continued, putting her arm around his shoulders, “I think congratulations are in order. And a reward.” She smirked evilly. “How about a kiss from Prism? Or something else; you are holding your mouth open as if waiting for something.”

Immediately closing his mouth, Hot Head frowned at Amber. “Yeah, don’t need a reward, thanks.”

“Aw, and here I was about to add that alternatively we can go have sex in the shower as a reward, but alright,” Amber said, sticking her tongue out at him playfully.

Hot Head looked at her, surprised, and was about to open his mouth to say that in that case he wouldn’t mind to get a reward (like, at all; despite thinking that sex in the shower might be a tad complicated, he got really turned on by the idea). However, before he could say anything, he noticed Whirlwind winking at him.

Guess that means we will try that later regardless, he thought, excited. He could feel his manhood start to harden already as he tried to imagine how would it look like.

“Hm, seems somebody is eager to start another round,” Amber said, glancing down at his dick and confirming what he had felt to not be just his imagination. “But, it looks that we can hardly do it here,” she added, looking pointedly at the crooked couch. After a second she amended, as if in an afterthought, “Well, we could, but it would be weird fucking at an odd angle for so long. So,” she exclaimed, looking from Hot Head to Prism and back, “would the two of you strapping gentlemen's be so kind to carry us to the bedroom,” Amber asked, pointing at herself and Whirlwind.

Instead of replying, Hot Head quickly moved one hand under Amber’s leg, putting the other behind her back, and lifting her up effortlessly. She yelped in surprise, so swift he was, and then began to giggle as she cling to his neck. As he made sure he could hold her steadily all the way to the bedroom, Prism - having apparently resigned himself to buying a new couch later - jumped to Whirlwind eagerly.

“Missed me?” she asked him as he bend over her as his hands run down her body, preparing to lift her up, while kissing her neck at the same time.

“A bit,” he said, winking. Hot Head noticed his hand squeezing Whirlwind’s ass as he asked in turn, “You?”

“Maybe,” she replied, nudging him playfully. “Was kinda thinking how it would be like to be fucked by both of you at the same time…” Whirlwind’s voice trailed, as if she was picturing the scene right now and was lost in the fantasy.

Hot Head tried to picture it too, although he wasn’t sure what Whirlwind meant; did she want one of them to fuck her while she blew the other one, or have one of them try… well, backdoors? Both options seem hot actually, he concluded.

“Wow, you’re being greedy,” Amber told her from his arms, bringing his back from his reverie. “And totally stealing my idea,” she added with a smirk.

“Hm,” Whirlwind hummed thoughtfully as Prism picked her up into the air, “I think we can find a way to share, won’t we?” she asked, winking at Amber

Amber giggled in reply. “Oh, definitely.”

So they would want to take turns as one gets fucked by both of us? Hot Head wondered. Okay I guess, but what would the other do in the meantime? I guess she could join… he pondered, trying to picture such positioning. Would be fun…

“I like how neither me or Hot Head has any say in the matter apparently,” Prism’s remark broke him out of his reverie.

“Aww, lookit you being worried for Hot Head,” Amber told him teasingly.

Hot Head rolled his eyes, and was pretty sure that Prism had done the same. He threw Amber up into the air, causing her to shriek in surprise, then caught her effortlessly. Satisfied with how he shut her up, he began to stride around the table and towards the bedroom.

“So, what are we trying out now?” he heard Whirlwind ask from behind him and Prism, still carrying her, followed.

“Break the bed?” Hot Head suggested, glancing back.

He wasn’t sure what he loved more; that both girls had erupted with laughter again, or that Prism had cast him a bemused look.

Amber somehow had managed to get her laughter under control rather quickly. “As fun as that would certainly be, I think we’re gonna need the bed for the rest of the day. And tomorrow,” she added, reaching with her hand for the camera as Hot Head passed it. “Besides, I think that with what I have in mind it would rather be hard to break the bed… no pun intended,” Amber winked at Hot Head as she reached down to his hardening member.

“Oh? What do you have in mind?” he heard Whirlwind ask, her voice sounding both intrigued and a bit disappointed.

Considering how hard pounding she just got, I’m not surprised, Hot Head thought, a feeling of pride swelling in his chest.

Amber, who must have also detected the note of disappointment, giggled. “Oh, trust me;” she told Whirlwind over his shoulder, her voice a bit mysterious, "you’ll love it.”

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Whirlwind could feel shivers going down her spine as she laid on the bed, watching the three of them standing before her. Amber stood in the middle, flanked by Prism and Hot Head, all staring at her, with hunger in the eyes and smirk on their faces, as they knew how much pleasure (Mixed with a bit of torment, she thought, glancing at the boy’s dicks, knowing that it would be a while before she could feel either of them inside of her.) they were about to give her.

“Oh, this will be so much fun,” Amber said, her voice sounding malicious. “Don’t think I had forgotten about repaying you for the pleasure you orchestrated for me.”

“I think we can safely say that we will give you everything you gave us and more,” Prism added, his smile growing wider.

Okay, a lot of torment then, Whirlwind noted, already growing impatient. They could at least get a move on already!

“We just want to make sure you’ll fully appreciate what you had introduced us to,” Hot Head said, his memory of this special treatment being the most fresh out of the three.

“Aww, thanks guys,” Whirlwind told them boldly, knowing that if they all could have taken it, so can she. Even if none of them had three people tending to them… “So, what are you waiting for? Not getting cold feet I hope?” she added teasingly.

In reply, all three of them just snorted, and then finally descended down to the bed, crawling towards her on their knees. Prism began to approach her from her right side, Hot Head from her left side, while Amber hovered above her as she slowly moved closer to her head, her massive tits jiggling under her, right above her, with her nipples brushing her skin.

If I remember correctly, she told me she would be hanging her tits right above my face, Whirlwind recalled, thinking back to when she and Prism tended to Amber’s body. Well, aside from not being able to touch and lick them, it doesn’t seem like that much of a payback.

Soon Amber had stopped, her head hanging above her, while the guys lowered themselves down to the bed and kissed her on her cheeks. Whirlwind felt tingling spread from the spots they kissed across her skin, but then her attention immediately focused on Amber as she descended, letting her boobs press against her and she kissed her lips gently. Fighting off an urge to reply passionately to the kiss, Whirlwind continued to laid back, not moved, as she felt all three brushing their lips along her cheeks and neck, with Prism and Hot Head leaving hickeys occasionally, while Amber swapped kissed for licks a few times.

Finally, it seemed that Amber had recalled her earlier promise, too. She pulled upwards, smirking down at her, and crawled a bit forward, letting her boobs move above her face. Whirlwind could feel her pussy get wetter as Amber shook, causing her tits to bounce right in front of her. She bit her lip, suppressing the desire to wrap her lips around one of her nipples.

Hey, speaking of lips, why did Prism and Hot Head stop? Whirlwind wondered, noticing the absence of the two. I suppose…

Before she could finish the thought, she felt two very familiar parts of their body touch her cheeks. Whirlwind realized what they were touched her with at once, even before the combined musk of their dicks reached her nose.

Alright, this is a torture after all, she concluded, knowing that not only Amber’s boobs but the guys dicks where within the reach of her mouth and she couldn’t suck nothing. Or even just lick, or touch. Still, they are touching me, so that’s something, Whirlwind thought, ruffling the bed’s sheets with her legs from the irritation.

“Aww, is somebody getting restless?” she heard Prism tease her from above.

Whirlwind didn’t bother to reply, as she was fairly certain that they could see how aroused she was starting to get (Maybe even smell it, she noted, feeling how wet she was). She instead enjoyed to view or Amber’s tits, the sensation of the guys dicks brushing her cheeks… and the image she had in her head how the two of them had to be facing each other, given their position. Aww, such a pity that Amber’s blocking my view, I would love to see them.

As they stayed like that for several more moments, Whirlwind began to wonder if the two dicks would accidentally touch each other. Unfortunately, it seemed that both of them were cautious enough to not let their tools stray too far from her cheeks, neither brushing her lips. They were, however, more than happy to push them against Amber’s boobs, as she had noticed. Not that she minded, it was interesting sight to behold, to see two dicks brushing against them. However, she wasn’t given too much time to enjoy the view, as soon all three began to withdraw, with Amber crawling backwards.

She smirked down on her as their eyes met, then leaned down and left a trail of hickeys along her neck. Whirlwind glanced at the boys, curious what they were gonna do next. They had changed their position to now sit on both sides of her chest, still not leaning down to tend to her with her mouth, instead reaching with their dicks. Her eyes widening in pleasant realization, she watched as their cocks touched her boobs, with them brushing along her skin to her nipples, moving around them. She stifled a moan as Amber moved further down, her mouth reaching towards her left nipple first. Her tongue switched between dancing around her nipple and licking the tip of Hot Head’s dick several times, before she turned to her right one and Prism’s cock, repeating the process. Whirlwind stopped holding her moans and gave them voice as she enjoyed the ministrations she was receiving.

After a while - far the too soon for Whirlwind’s liking - the guys pulled their crotches and, more importantly, dicks away, and changed their positions as they leaned down. Amber reached forward back to her neck as Prism and Hot Head began to drag their tongues around her boobs, paying special attention to her nipples again. Whirlwind gasped as she felt her lick around them, while Amber had once again nibbled on her neck, her tits brushing against her own. She could feel Prism’s and Hot Head’s hands fondling both of them, their each switching with one hand between the breasts of her and Amber while other brushed her arm sensually. Amber too caressed her arms and shoulders, occasionally moving a bit further down to touch the boys. After a while, Amber rose above her and began to move downwards, and at the same time, the guys had apparently gotten a bit bored with just licking her nipples, as she felt them wrap their lips around them and suck on them, causing another loud moan to escape her.

Ooouh, this is just the best! Whirlwind thought, her legs twitching as she fought down the urge to stomp against the bed from the pleasure. Although I suppose it could get better… she added in an afterthought as Amber continued to move down, leaving a trail of kisses along her midriff, even though she knew neither of them was going to tend to her pussy until the end.

Briefly wondering how they planned to get about it (Do they plan to take turns? Or will one of them tend to my pussy while the other two either kiss me or play with my boobs?), she continued to enjoy the attention her tits were getting. As they sucked her nipples and fondled her breasts, they were making very arousing noises, pointing to them equally enjoying this activity. It was not surprising then how long they stayed tending to her boobs, occasionally caressing her arms as well. Finally it seemed that they were taking too much time, as Amber had apparently subtly hinted they should focus on another part of her body (as Whirlwind had her eyes closed from the pleasure, she could only assume that the two loud smacks she heard where the slaps Prism’s and Hot Head’s asses received from Amber).

She could feel their hands and tongues brush along the surface of her skin along her arms. As the sensation of pleasure dimmed down a bit when they stopped tending to her nipples, Whirlwind opened her eyes to look at the three of them. The guys had moved further down her arms to her hands, and began to nibble on her fingers, while Amber was still licking her midriff, her tongue circling around her navel. As if noticing that she was experiencing less pleasure than earlier, moved her hands along her sides, brushing against the edges of her boobs.

Giving a pleased hum, Whirlwind turned her attention to watch how Prism slowly slid her index finger into his mouth, feeling his teeth clam gently around it as it went deeper. On her other hand, Hot Head was doing the same, only a bit faster. Both licked the undersides of her fingers in their mouths. While Amber played with her bellybutton, they moved to her other fingers, giving them a proper attention (although in a way shorter time than her boobs, not that Whirlwind was complaining), to each finger in turn.

“Hm, sounds like you’re really enjoying this, huh?” Amber asked her, raising her head up to look her in the eyes. “Maybe we should stay like this instead of moving on to move along to more interesting parts?”

Whirlwind didn’t reply to the suggestion (as she knew Amber was joking), aside from shooting her a glare. Amber giggled in turn and rose, crawling backwards as she moved on to the lower part of her body. She shuddered as her boobs hovered for a second above her pussy, but in the next second Amber had passed over it, leaning down to lick her thighs from their inwards side. Prism and Hot Head, having finished with her fingers, each kissed her hand and turned their attention to her legs as well. Soon they were nibbling along her thighs from the opposite site of Amber, moving downwards in a steady, slow pace. Whirlwind felt a pleasant shivers in her spine as they nibbled, kissed and licked her knees and calves. As they slowly came down to her feet, Prism and Hot Head grabbed them and lifted them up to be more comfortable as they offered them the same ministrations the rest of her body had received. Amber, however, turned once again to stare in her eyes and began to crawl forward, swaying her hips, though Whirlwind wasn’t sure if she was doing that to show off her ass to the guys or so that she would have a nice view of her boobs swinging from left to right.

Probably both, Whirlwind thought as she noticed the boys glancing her way briefly, while her own eyes were glued to her boobs. She managed to snap herself out of it as Amber drew nearer. Not that I am complaining…

The rest of her train of thoughts was drowned away as Amber pressed her lips against her. Whirlwind would have happily replied to the kiss if this wasn’t the part of the body worship. Unable to move until this was over, she let Amber’s tongue explore her mouth as she felt the guy’s finishing tending to her feet.

“Well,” Amber said when she pulled her head back, licking her lips, “I think you are ready for the main event. Don’t you think so too boys?” she asked, glancing behind her.

As her view was obscured by Amber, Whirlwind couldn’t see the guys’ reaction, but she could feel them letting go of her feet and change position. Amber too rose again up, moving forward to make more room for Prism and Hot Head. She crawled further up, letting her boobs and navel pass over Whirlwind’s head, and then she stopped, with her pussy hovering above her face. Amber, giggling maliciously, lowered her crotch a bit, letting Whirlwind get a good whiff of her pussy, before completely passing over her and turning around.

“Oh, just look at that pussy,” she heard Amber say to the boys, her voice lustful. “So wet and hot… we are so going to enjoy your taste,” she told her, looking down at Whirlwind and winking.

She began to reach towards it, but before she could get near Prism darted down to Whirlwind’s pussy, placing his head between her legs. Hot Head seemed to also have planned to do that, but was a moment too late. Whirlwind could see a disappointed (and a bit annoyed) frown on his face, and could easily picture the similar expression on Amber’s face. He watched Prism briefly as he slowly dragged his tongue across her pussy’s lips, before he turned his attention to her boobs. As he crawled towards them, Whirlwind couldn’t focus on what he or Amber were doing, as her mind was slowly drowned in pleasure.

Oooh, this feels soo good! she thought as she moaned, surprised just how much more intense a simple lick felt after the prolonged teasing she had received (and came up with). As Prism’s tongue circled around her pussy, she had to stop herself from writhing on the bed. Hmm, he became so good at it… Whirlwind wondered, marveling at his oral skills as his tongue plunged into her love canal, wiggling around in all the most pleasurable ways.

As her mind was slowly drifting away, she became dimly aware of Hot Head and Amber squeezing her tits and licking her nipples. Now even further stimulated, Whirlwind let a loud scream, barely able to stop from arching her back and shuddering. She could feel that her orgasm was already building up, though it would still take some more efforts from everybody to bring her to her climax

Looks like that’s just what they are planning to do… Whirlwind mused, but just as she thought that, Prism stopped. Surprised, she glanced at him, and saw him moving his head away from between her legs and crawling away, nudging Hot Head. He in turn stopped tending to her boob and also moved, switching position with him.

When Prism bend down to lick her nipple and Hot Head to run his tongue along her pussy, Whirlwind, who, even if for just a few seconds, had been deprived of their ministrations, gave out another loud moan. As if motivated by this display, Amber had squeezed her boob a bit tighter, while her lips wrapped around her nipple and she began to suck on it. Prism, not wanting to be outdone, emulated her, causing Whirlwind to again shout in pleasure.

Oh, yes! she thought, unable to say that outloud, or anything other than incoherent moan at the moment. Her hands, still staying at her sides, grabbed the sheets in an effort to brace herself for the incoming orgasm.

However, just as she was getting close to it, all three of them stopped. Hot Head pulled his head back and began to switch position again, this time with Amber. Whirlwind groaned impatiently as even Prism stopped tending to her as he waited for the other two to swap placed. Amber smiled at her maliciously, no doubt figuring out how close she had been by that groan, but quickly got back to the task Hot Head had been taking care of, while the guys leaned down to her tits.

Her tongue brushed along her pussy, then plunged inside her velvet walls. That, coupled with Prism and Hot Head licking and squeezing her books, pushed Whirlwind over the edge. With a loud, lust-filled scream, she finally came; her body spasmed as her climax rocked through it, causing the bed to audibly creek. If she was capable of composing thoughts at the moment, Whirlwind might have pondered whether they were going to break another furniture of Prism, but at the moment she didn’t care. Her mind was lost to the world of pleasure she was now experiencing.

She wasn’t sure how long it lasted, but when her orgasm finally subsided, she was left panting on the bed, as if she had just been running. With some effort, Whirlwind looked at Prism and others, noticing how they were all smiling proudly at her, and smiled in turn.

“Wow…” she started weakly, her throat a bit sore. “That was amazing.”

The pounding of her heart was so loud in her ears that she almost hadn’t heard Amber’s giggle. “We can see that. So,” she added in a more briskly tone, giving her a nudge, “now that we’ve spend another day fucking-”

“Wh-whait, it’s night already?” Whirlwind interrupted her, her mind still unfocused after her climax. She glanced at the window, and to her surprise she saw that indeed it was dark outside. “Wow, how long we’ve been fucking?” she asked, the realization helping her regain her lucidity.

“Very long,” Prism, who had camera in his hands and was checking something on it, replied. “But we still have five more hours left to do.”

“Oh, we will do them alright,” Amber said. “As I was saying, now that we’ve spend another day fucking, and just finished fulfilling your fantasy,” she added, looking at Whirlwind and winking, “how about we now do something that I think we need to do?”

Whirlwind frowned in confusion. “Which is…?”

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“I’m not sure that we will all fit there,” Hot Head said in an uncertain voice.

“Sure we can,” Amber replied dismissively. “We might need to squeeze a bit, but that shouldn’t be a problem, right?”

“Well…” Hot Head started and trailed off, glancing at Prism.

Both Amber and Whirlwind rolled their eyes. “Oh, grow up and get under the shower,” Amber told him.

Having spent a fantastic day with the other three and being too tired to argue about anything, Hot Head complied, and stepped into the shower cabin. As he entered, he saw that it was more spacious that he had first thought, but still with four people inside it could be a bit awkward. Especially seeing how we’re going to move around a bit, Hot Head noted, turning to look at Prism as he adjusted the camera on shelf so that it would have a good angle at the shower cabin.

“Aww, look how he keeps glancing at your man,” Amber said teasingly, hugging Whirlwind from behind. “Feeling jealous?”

Hot Head quickly looked away from Prism, blushing from embarrassment, then turned to frown at Amber. Which was a bit hard to do, as the sight of her pressing her boobs into Whirlwind back while caressing her tits was really arousing.

In reply to her question, Whirlwind giggled and turned her head to look at her, her hands covering hers. “Nah, are you kidding? You know how hot it would be to see the two of them go down on each other.”

Hot Head blushed even more, but before he could say anything Prism spoke up. “Yeah, again, not gonna happen,” he said in a firm tone as he turned around from the camera and back to the rest of them.

Hot Head blinked. For a second he could swear that Prism was blushing... Nah, even if, that’s probably from embarrassment like me, he decided, stopping any other thoughts regarding that.

In the meantime, as he was shaking off those weird contemplations, Prism had apparently taken control of the situation. “Ladies,” he said, smirking and giving them a mocking bow while pointing at the shower cabin. “Care to go inside?”

“Don’t mind if we do,” Amber replied, winking at him and walking into the cabin. As she passed by Prism, he smacked her ass gently, causing her to giggle as she entered it, almost immediately pressing herself against Hot Head and pushing him against the wall. He shivered as his back touched the cold wall, and yet his dick sprung up ready, stimulated by the sensation of Amber’s breast being pressed against his chest. Amber had no doubt noticed, as she smirked and leaned her face closer to his. “Water isn’t even running yet, and I’m already getting wet,” she whispered sultry to his ear.

Hearing her say that did well to completely reawake the fire in his loins. Hot Head put his hands around her, grabbing her, with one hand moving up to the back of her head as he kissed her. Amber happily replied to the kiss, while at the same time with one hand she reached further away; he easily figured out that she was reaching to the shower’s knob even before he felt the water falling down on them. In the corner of his eye he noticed Prism and Whirlwind also getting inside, with both of them accidentally brushing against them. Eventually, they took positions similar to them, with Prism leaning against the cabin’s wall and Whirlwind right before him, her back brushing against Amber’s and his hand as they made out.

Taking some care to not accidentally brush Prism’s hands, Hot Head began caressing Amber’s body to his earnest, enjoying the sensation of feeling her up while hot water poured down on them. His hand moved from her back to her front, brushing along her sides as he squeezed her boobs, causing her to moan in his mouth. His other hand travelled down her body, grasping her bum and giving it a good squeeze as well. While he was doing that, he could feel Whirlwind’s ass as well, and the thought of it turned his mind into frenzy.

His other hand joined the one grasping Amber’s ass, moving slightly underneath it as he lifted her up, lining his dick with her pussy and sliding inside her easily. She moaned as his cock spread her insides, and Hot Head felt her grabbing his shoulders and leaning against Whirlwind as he began to fuck her. As he started to thrust his crotch against hers, he noticed that Whirlwind had changed her position as well, with her pushing back against Amber. She also began making similar moans, letting Hot Head figure out that Prism, likewise, had began to fuck her.

Well, the two of them must have had a lot of practice fucking in the showers, Hot Head thought, recalling what he heard about their adventures in Wonderbolt Academy showers. Feeling a little envious (which surprised him a bit; he hadn’t thought having sex in front of so many people would be something that turned him on), he tightened his grasp on Amber’s ass and thrust his hips harder against hers. Wow, only a few hours had passed and they're corrupted me already… he concluded jokingly in his mind.

“Ooooouuuh, this is the best!” Amber moaned loudly, leaning her head back to let water pour down on her face. “We really should have tried this earlier…

“Yeah, I agree,” Whirlwind replied, moaning as loud as her if not louder. “You know, this got me thinking...” she began, cracking her neck a bit so that she could glance back at him and Amber, “would you guys want to go swimming in a lake some other time?”

Hot Head smirked, easily imagining what kind of activities they could do at a lake, but stopped as he noticed Amber shivering.

“Um, yeah, don’t really feel like doing that.”

Oh right, he thought, realizing what was the issue, she doesn’t like water.

“Aww, come on,” Whirlwind pleaded with her. “Tell you what, if you agree, I will let you have a few rounds with both of them at the same time,” she added, winking.

That… would be a little weird, Hot Heat thought, looking up for a moment as he pondered the idea. I mean, how would we decide which one of us would be… um, in the front and which in the back? And what would those mean for that matter, he added, suddenly feeling heat rise on his cheeks (which, given how they were taking a warm shower, was a rather impressive feat). Would she want to be spitroasted or double penetrated? Hot Head frowned. And for that matter, how do I know how those two are called?!

Figuring that it was more than likely that it was Amber’s fault, Hot Head focused his attention back on the conversation just in time to notice her ponder Whirlwind’s suggestion. “Hm… that is tempting… How about this? I will, um, consider going to the lake,” she said, shivering at the thought (which caused a rather pleasant vibrations around his dick), “but I will get to play with both of them tomorrow. And you will put on a strap-on and join too,” Amber added, smirking.

To be continued... ?