Sharing Showers
New Recruit
Sharing Showers
Soaking with sweat and bursting with triumph it was nearly surreal walking into the famous blue and yellow locker room. My conquest was over, I had passed the final test just moments ago, I was now a Wonderbolt! My fresh blue uniform gleamed in the fluorescent lighting, a symbol of years of training and determination to reach this one point at which I was now standing. The final exam had been designed to break the strongest of flyers, some had taken and failed the test multiple times, but I was determined. Weeks and weeks of training and pushing my limits had finally paid off. In the final stretch I pulled a few unnecessarily complex maneuvers, weaving in as close as possible to the cloud, astounding even Spitfire herself!
My wings were burning, I didn't regret giving my all at this point. I slowly made my way toward the shower section of the locker room, getting lost several times on the way.
"What, have they never heard of signs?!" I said aloud, unable to determine if the shower I eventually found was for the stallions or the mares. Peeking my head inside, I called out, my voice echoed inside the empty room.
"Hello?" Nopony answered.
Shrugging, I walked inside. "Oh well, Nopony here right now I guess." I thought to myself, slipping off my new hood along with the shiny goggles.
Looking over to the left, two small rows of lockers designed to hold uniforms while you shower was protruding from the wall. Stepping toward it, I started unzipping my uniform slipping it downward off of my legs. Neatly folding the symbol of my accomplishment, I lay it atop one of the yellow lockers, opening a door to store it inside. An alluring voice rang out behind me.
"That's the girl side newbie. The boys use the blue lockers."
I turned to see Fleetfoot staring at me, I could tell she was eyeing my naked body through her goggles.
"Yeah.. Uh... That makes sense." I said blushing. Quickly, I composed myself and stashed my uniform inside one of the blue lockers.
Turning back around, I saw that she had trotted closer to me, removing her hood and goggles on the way. Tossing the latter on top of the yellow lockers, she examined me. She was teasing me, unzipping her tight uniform down slowly to reveal her bare chest. Her eyes pleaded in my direction, ultra-light blue fur peeked from beneath the darker aquamarine uniform. I had never seen this much of Fleetfoot before, normally the mare was cloaked from view, obscuring the sight of her glorious body, leaving most of her delicate curves to a stallion's imagination. Feeling myself staring, I quickly averted my eyes, audibly apologizing to her like an idiot.
"S-sorry, I guess my manners sometimes slip around beautiful mares." I stuttered, slightly blushing.
Fleetfoot giggled. Wiggling out of her uniform fully, she left it a pile of fabric sprawled on the floor. She took a step toward me, the urge to glance back at the naked mare was irresistible.
"What's your name newbie? Wait, never mind..... Don't tell me yet, Mr. Mysterious." The flirty-naked mare teased, biting her lip as she examined my lower body.
"Mmmm, I heard a pegasus really tore it up in the contest today. With wings like those, I can guess who it was." She winked at me.
My wings extended in a nearly instant reflexive motion to her words, I could see the excitement growing in Fleetfoot's gaze. My own excitement started to flood between my groin, causing my lower member to become firm. Seeing this, Fleetfoot trotted toward me, spreading her own feathers outward as she drew close. When she was in range, she purposefully brushed her wings against mine. Pleasure immediately ripped through the ultra sensitive area, down into my shoulders radiating through my entire body, almost causing me to drop to my knees. Fleetfoot's feathers were the softest I had ever felt, each one seemed to slide under my own feathers, gently bristling the hyper-delicate skin underneath. I felt my wings throb with blood, Fleetfoot felt it too; Glancing back at me, she smiled while continuing to trot past me toward the showers, swaying her flanks as she walked. Turning her gaze forward, she called back to me.
"Are you just going to stand there and watch all day or are you going to come join me newbie?"
Silently but quickly I trotted behind her, my eyes furtively glued to her haunches as she swayed them. Cantering up to one of the sparkling faucets she twisted the knob causing water to shoot from the silver fixture. While the steady stream warmed, she turned back to face me, with a wicked grin on her face she said in a naughty tone.
"So, who is going first?"
"First?" I asked, I could feel my face burning slightly.
"Ugh! Newbie you are slow!" She teased, opening her wings. "Do I have to explain everything to you? Come over here, my wings are super lonely." She winked, I slowly trotted over toward the naked blue mare, nuzzling my head into her mane. She smelled as if she had just been cleaned; Her heavenly scent filled my nose, fueling my desire to fondle the light-colored mare even more.
Stepping back into the now steamy-downpour, Fleetfoot put her front hooves on the wall, allowing the stream to run across her back and saturate her wings. Wet, Fleetfoot looked even more irresistible. Extending a hoof, I gently stroked her. The soaked mare dropped her head slightly, emitting a light-moan as as I fondled harder. I nipped at her flank, she let out an excited yip as I mounted her from the side, allowing better access to her sensitive feathered parts. Carefully choosing, I plucked some damaged feathers, giving room for more new-streamlined ones to take their places. Fleetfoot dropped to her knees breathing heavily, unable to take the immense pleasure caused by me grooming her hyper-sensitive extremities. Turning back to face me, I could see her blushing as she saw me fully hard from the endeavor.
"Now, It's your turn!" She asserted in a voice that still held the pleasure from her delicate wings being stroked.
"Oh! u-uhhm yeah, if you want." I responded, slightly backing away.
"No! You can't get away Mr. Mysterious, I'm not finished with you yet!" She taunted, a moment later she dashed toward me.
Before I had time to react, she was on top of me, pinning me down by laying her body on top of mine. Struggling a moment, she put a hoof under the base of each of my wings and gently massaged.
"Relax, I'm not going to hurt you silly!" She called out in a teasing tone.
It was the most pleasurable feeling my wings had ever felt. The burning-ache from the hard entrance test melted away. My wings nearly paralyzed, lay at my sides; I could feel the blood pulsating through them, throbbing each time Fleetfoot's masterful touch stroked their most sensitive regions.
"Mmm. Such amazing wings! So strong, aerodynamic too!" Her words comforted me while her hooves were busy neatly picking through my feathers, pleasing them any way possible as she went along. Warm water poured over both of us, a separate mare's voice boomed out over the light patter of water on the floor, instantly shattering the blissful ambiance.
"Looks like the newbie got used to the shared showers pretty quick huh?"
Glancing upward, I saw two pegasi standing in the doorway. Soarin grinned from ear to ear, Spitfire lightly fluttered her own wings eagerly.
"Uhhhm... How long have you been standing there?" I asked.
"Long enough to get excited." Soarin responded, lightly turning his head to nip at Spitfire. Spitfire yipped excitedly, startled by Soarin's quick advance.
"Oh, please continue! Don't mind us newbie." The flame-manned mare pleaded with interest in her voice. With all of the extra showers available, the duo chose the one directly next to Fleetfoot and I. The mare pinning me down slowly leaned inward starting to massage my wings again, her head was hovering just by my ear.
"You're fun." She whispered before opening her mouth, taking my ear between her teeth and biting.
Pain and pleasure mixed, I could feel the desire growing in my groin. Fleetfoot continued to whisper teasing comments in my ear between nibbles.
"Mmmm, your wings make me wet..." That was the final straw, as I heard that, I could no longer hold back the urge to take her.
Rolling over, I forced myself onto Fleetfoot, she squealed in excitement, surprised by my advances. Pinning her on her back, I stared down at the naked pegasus. Lightly blushing, Fleetfoot spread her hind legs, revealing her delicate areas. I gently nipped downward on her under-side until I was hovering just above her sensitive nub. Lightly breathing, I heard Fleetfoot sharply inhale with anticipation. I could smell the mare's excitement, her sweet aroma danced inside my nose intensifying my own craving to taste her juices. Unable to wait, Fleetfoot shoved my muzzle into her glistening hole with her hooves, I was a bit surprised but I rather enjoyed her aggressiveness. The flavor was amazingly pleasurable, I lapped her hardening button with my textured-tongue. The dripping mare increased her pressure as I quickly located her most sensitive regions, bombarding them with all of the pleasure I could bestow.
A different voice moaned out, I had almost forgotten about Spitfire and Soarin. Glancing up, I saw Soarin had mounted the golden mare; The duo had become aroused watching us, starting a session of their own. Soarin thrust into Spitfire's sensitive hole, her face was mildly red. She was moaning more frequently now, Fleetfoot lay her head near Spitfire's, looking into the mares eyes as Soarin pleasured her, thrusting inside. Sticking her rump into the air, she waved it at me. Lifting her tail, she revealing her glistening folds telling me she was ready.
I mounted the bleach-manned pegasus, she yipped excitedly as my endowment ground into her moist flesh, tickling her clit before sliding inside, filling her tight hole. Spitfire watched as Fleetfoot's eyes closed, her face contorting with pleasure as she moaned.
Fleetfoot's sensitive walls surrounded me, I increased my pace. Glancing up toward Soarin, I challenged him with a glare. He saw my challenge, spreading his wings flapping a few times, he pounded harder into Spitfire. She squealed as the thick stallion buried himself deep inside her with each stroke. Not one to be outdone, I matched his pace. The two mares looked at each other often, their faces both tinted with a blush, they were moaning adamantly as they each became closer to orgasm. Fleetfoot tightened around me. Spreading my wings I flapped, thrusting into the panting mare, increasing my force on each stroke.
After ages of hard pounding, Fleetfoot turned onto her side. Water poured onto her left flank from the faucet above. Withdrawing from her saturated hole, I was dripping with her juices. I teased her ass with my stiff meat pole, grinding the tip into her sphincter gently. Slowly increasing the pressure, it began lightly spreading her anus. Fleetfoot squeezed her eyes closed as it delved only slightly deeper inside her, backing out before it went in further than the tip. Repeating this multiple times, Fleetfoot was breathing heavily. Pushing her flanks toward me, she pulled her back legs forward. I pushed my rigid member harder on her anus, spreading her cheeks with my hooves. Slowly, I felt more of myself slide inside the yearning pegasus mare. Spitfire's eyes lit up seeing Fleetfoot's pleasured expression.
"Mmmm, Fleetfoot has the cutest face when she gets fucked, doesn't she Soarin?" The fiery-manned mare yowled pleasurably flipping onto her back; Soarin quickly reentered her after she positioned herself. Spitfire's voice rang out each time she was entered by Soarin's hard stallion-hood. Fleetfoot matched her in volume as I drew her closer to orgasm.
Fleetfoot leaned over Spitfire, the bleach white-manned mare planted her muzzle on Spitfire's, contacting their soft tongues together. Each of them emitted muffled moans of ecstasy as their tongues danced inside each other's mouths. I placed my hooves on one of Fleetfoot's wings, using it as leverage and gently stroking it while I shoved myself deep inside her. Breaking her lips away from Spitfire's, Fleetfoot released a sharp-loud moan, calling out profanities in her overwhelming pleasure.
"Oh! Fuck baby!! Ah! Mmmm... Harder! You're gonna make me cum!"
I shoved myself quickly inside her, thrusting my entire shaft deep to the base. She squealed loudly, Spitfire rang out to join her, nearing her own orgasm as well. Picking up more speed, Fleetfoot could not take the pleasure, her holes tightened as warm-clear liquid spurted from her, soaking my crotch with her juices. Her tightening hole surrounded my throbbing member; I thrust myself in her, she lay excitedly taking the pounding, still moaning with every stroke. I could feel the sensation build up before reaching climax, withdrawing from her satisfied hole to cum, my thick warm spurt instantly shot onto the mares flank, coating it with the white substance. Fleetfoot lay unable to move while multiple orgasms still rang through her body, causing her legs to slightly twitch, she panted.
Spitfire followed soon behind, Soarin looked rather determined to match me, he directed his frustration into pounding deep into Spitfire, the mare visibly enjoyed the rough pummeling from the stallion's hard shaft. Her orgasm echoed out into the showers, shooting streams of her warm spurt shortly following. The golden mare sat up taking the stallion deep in her throat, Fleetfoot's eyes lit up; Jumping onto Spitfire's back, she grasped Spitfire's head, shoving it down onto Soarin's cock. Spitfire gagged, Soarin's eyes closed tilting his head upward as he shot his warm seed into Spitfires throat. Spitfire moaned through being gagged by Fleetfoot, forcing her to take more of the stallion into her mouth. Holding Spitfire down after Soarin emptied his entire load into her throat, Fleetfoot ordered the gagging mare.
"Be a good girl Spitfire! Swallow it."
"Mmmm...." Spitfire moaned, a stream of white liquid oozed from the corners of her lips with Soarin still filling her mouth. After swallowing, the golden mare put a hoof onto Soarin pushing herself up and gasped for a breath. Licking the leftover cum from Soarin's still erect limb, Spitfire lay nearly motionless. I collapsed to my back, needing a slight rest. The four of us, exhausted and satisfied, lay in the steamy-patter of warm liquid jetting from the silver fixtures. Fleetfoot snuggled up near me laying her head on top of my chest, looking into my eyes.
"So... What is your name newbie?" Fleetfoot questioned, her face blushed as our eyes met, waiting for my response.
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