- >You are anon
- >Just your regular bro
- >same goes for your best bud, RD
- >It may seem weird having a girl as your bud, but you were cool with it
- >So was she
- >It was summer vacation and you were just chilling on your couch
- >phone rings
- > “Hey anon, how’s your summer so far?”
- “It’s been, like, a week RD”
- > “I know, but I bored as shit”
- >What, she got ADD or something?
- “Alright, you want to hang out this weekend?”
- > “Sure. Meet at your place?”
- “Course’, you wanna bring the beer?”
- > “Sure, I got a new brand you might want to try.”
- “Alright, see you here”
- > “See ya”
- >you hang up the phone
- >You check the clock on the wall
- >about 5:45
- >Should take dash about 15 minutes to get here
- >She didn’t come over here a lot, but you knew where she lived.
- >You two had been friends ever since she sat next to you on the bus.
- >She saw you playing pokemon at you two hit it off
- >You were never into it all that much, but dash had a soft spot for it
- >Never told many people about because she was embarrassed by it.
- >She only talked to you about it as you were playing
- >That was about two years ago back when you guys were freshmen
- >you were reminiscing about Dash when your dad came in.
- >Wait, why were you thinking about dash so much?
- >oh yeah, you hadn’t seen her since exams
- >She was fucking terrified
- >Shit, wait, your dad
- “Hey dad, Dash is coming over”
- > “Alright, don’t touch my car. I’m going out with the guys for a party so I’ll be home late.”
- “And is mom still at the hospital?”
- > “Yeah, she’s working the late shift”
- “Again?”
- > “She says it’s quieter”
- >Your dad shrugged and moved up the stairs
- >about 10 minutes later your dad left with his buddies
- >Dash arrived about 5 minutes after that.
- > “Sorry, had to find this stuff in our garage fridge. Your dad still here?”
- >She hoisted up 2 cases of strange looking beer
- “Nah, he left for a party. The house is all ours tonight”
- >Dash got one of her stupid grins
- > “All alone at last?”
- >She tries to put a hand to her forehead but almost drops the beer
- >you roll your eyes
- >She always made that same joke every time.
- “Just get in here”
- > She laughed and walked in as you held the door.
- >She moved to the couch and set the cases on the table
- >Taking out a bottle opener she opened two and handed you one
- “What kind of beer is this?”
- >You looked at the label
- >a picture of a smiling cow with blue spots filled the cover
- > “It’s blueberry flavored beer”
- “It’s what?”
- > “Just try it you pussy”
- >Dash took a swig of her own
- >Whelp, carpe diem
- >You take a quick swig of the strange liquor
- >Oh my god
- “Dash...this is the best beer I’ve ever had.”
- >You take another drink, this time savoring the taste
- > “Told ya so, I got it when I went up north”
- >You take a seat on the couch and examine your bottle
- >You return the smile of that strange blue cow
- “So, besides amazing beer, how’s your summer so far?”
- >She takes a swift drink before responding
- > “Well, I passed my exams”
- >The emphasis on “passed” made you worry
- >You let it slide though
- >Dash never liked to talk about that kind of stuff
- “Good to hear”
- >You take another drink
- >A few more as you both get quiet for a bit
- >Dash speaks up to break the silence
- > “So, what do you want to do to pass the time
- >You thought for a moment
- >Nothing on T.V., you had checked while Dash was on her way
- >No vidya worth playing
- “No idea, you got any?”
- >Dash put her hand on her chin
- > “What about a game?”
- “A game?”
- > “Yeah, you know, truth or dare or something”
- “Aren’t those for kids?”
- >Dash held her beer with two fingers and shook it
- > “Not with these they're not”
- >you shrug, accepting your fate.
- “So, truth or dare then?”
- > “Right, truth or dare”
- “Hey who said you went first?”
- > “Oh, you wanna arm wrestle for it?”
- >Dash flexed her right arm
- >She was a rugby player as well as a soccer player
- >She was also tougher than you
- “That’s cheating, rock paper scissors?”
- >She puts down her arm with a frown
- > “Fine, big baby”
- >1...
- >2...
- >Shoot!
- >Fuck
- “Fuck”
- > “YES!”
- >She won with rock to you scissors
- >You almost went to object, but knew Dash would just win again
- >If she got a lead on something, she almost never lost it
- “Fine, truth”
- > “Not drunk enough for dare?”
- >You take a long drink of your beer as you finish it
- “I’m getting there”
- > “Same, so, you a virgin?”
- >god dammit
- “Straight to sex, huh?”
- >Dash laughs
- > “You know me so well, anon”
- “Fine, yes”
- >You grumble a bit as you crack open a new beer
- >You knew she already knew that
- >She just loved teasing you about it
- “Right, truth or dare Dashie”
- >Rainbow glared at you
- >She hated that nickname
- >You thought it was cute
- >Which is why Dash hated it
- > “Dare”
- >You wondered if Dash had ever chosen truth
- “I dare you too...”
- >You search around the room for something
- >You get an idea, and remove your phone
- > “What’re you doing?”
- “Hold up, the dare’s coming”
- >The phone rings and a teenager picks up
- > “H-hello this is pizza place, may I take your order?”
- “Two large pizzas, meat lovers”
- > “That’ll be $16.23, sir. Where’s your address?”
- >You give him it and hang up the phone
- > “What the fuck was that about?”
- >Dash says and takes a swig of her bottle
- “I dare you to kiss the delivery boy”
- >She chokes on some beer and turns to you
- >You start laughing hard
- > “Whatever, you gotta do dare now because that sucks”
- >You shrug, the grin still on your face
- “Sure, what is your wish, mistress?”
- >You do a fake bow
- >Right as she swings her sock-covered feet in your face
- >You snap back up
- > “One foot massage, chiropractor boy”
- >You sigh a heavy sigh as you remove her socks
- >You remember telling her last summer about going to that chiropractic camp
- >You remember asking to practice on her feet
- >A wave of nausea takes you as you remember all the time
- > “Sorry anon, soccer practice”
- > “Sorry anon, went for a run earlier”
- > “Sorry anon, rugby was tough today”
- >You shudder, remembering all those foot rubs
- >She loved making you do them too
- “ugh, fine.”
- > “Relax man, I washed them today and haven’t done anything too rough”
- >As you remove her socks you flinch
- >After a few seconds of no smell you open your eyes
- >Dash rolls hers
- > “They’re not THAT bad”
- >You stare at her
- > “Just shut up and get to work”
- >You silently thank the cleanliness of her feet as you begin to rub them
- >The azure flesh is rough and calloused in your hands
- >She never took good care of her feet, but today she must have
- “Why the clean feet?”
- > “A girl can’t have clean feet?”
- “You’re a girl?”
- > “Shut up, today is day I wash my feet”
- “What, it’s been a year already?”
- >She bops your head with her non-massaged foot
- > “Shut up, and keep working those fingers”
- >You both laugh and you do as she says
- >After a few minutes of thoughtless but practiced massaging you hear a ring
- >You turn your head to the door
- “Oh the pizza is here”
- >You get a big grin
- “And the pizza boy...”
- >You look back up to rainbow as you set her foot down
- >She puts on a scowl and starts muttering under her breath
- > “Fine, but I better NOT hear about this from someone else!”
- “Agreed, this is just for my eyes only”
- >She looks back to you and cocks an eyebrow
- “Just go”
- >She sighs and stands up
- >You hand her a twenty and move next to the door
- >She gives a deep breath and opens the door
- >A massive blush comes to her face
- “That’ll be $16.23, ma’am”
- >Said the delivery boy
- >Who was actually a small red headed delivery GIRL
- >Dash shakingly hands her the twenty
- > “H-here, and, uh...”
- >Dash balls up her fists
- > “...Dammit, sorry about this!”
- > She grabs the poor girl’s head and pulls her to her face
- >The pizza girl’s eyes go wide from beneath their glasses
- >After a second of intense making out, Dash pulls away
- > “I’m so sorry about that, goodbye!”
- > The girl just blushes, agape at what happened
- >Dash slams the door into her shocked face
- >You laugh uproariously as Rainbow blushes too
- >She punches your shoulder hard
- > “Jerk, I’ll get you for that!”
- “It was worth it”
- >You laugh some more as you both return to your seats on the couch
- “Right, so truth or-”
- “Hey! It’s my turn!”
- >Dash looks at you sarcastically
- > “That last one was unfair, I get two turns”
- >You smile and grab a beer for you and her.
- “What’d she taste like?”
- > “Shut up, so, truth or dare?”
- >You mull it over in your head
- >You bet it’s safer to say dare or she might get angry
- >Dash plus alcohol plus anon plus anger means bad time for anon
- >You hate to admit, but she could make you hurt
- “Alright, dare. Go ahead, get it out of your system”
- >Dash gets an evil grin on her face
- > “Good, I dare you to run around the house without your shirt on”
- >God dammit
- >Not that you had a gut belly or anything, but you never liked taking your shirt off
- >You always felt awkward with your nips exposed
- “Really Dash? Nothing else I can do?”
- >You put on a convincing smile
- > “Well, you could kiss each of my toes”
- >Dash lifted up the azure piglets to your face
- >You hated those feet
- >They were mocking your manhood
- “FINE!”
- >You stand up and start to take your shirt off
- > “Woah, you’re really gonna do it?”
- >Dash was eyeing your chest up and down expectantly
- “Yeah, did you expect anything else?”
- >You felt alpha and proud
- > “Yeah, I thought you’d wuss out and kiss my toes ‘cause you’re scared of people seeing you nipples”
- >You no longer felt very alpha
- “I am not”
- >Dash cocks an eyebrow
- “Shut up”
- >You take your shirt off from the bottom
- >Looking down at your nude chest you take a deep breath
- > “Where are your abs, dude?”
- >You look at dash pointing to flat stomach
- “I don’t have them, that might be why”
- > “Ha! I got more abs than you!”
- >You sigh heavily
- >Like you didn’t know that
- > “What don’t believe me?”
- >What?
- >You turn to see Dash lifting her shirt off
- “Dash...!”
- >Removing her shirt you see her white undershirt
- >Oh shit that was close
- > “What? Did you think I forgot you were a dude or something?”
- “I thought you might have forgotten you were girl”
- >Dash glares at you then rolls her eyes
- > “You have a girl’s stomach, anon”
- “And you have a man’s stomach!”
- > “You know I do!”
- >Shit, right.
- >She was super proud of her abs
- >She lifts her undershirt to just beneath her boobs
- >And begins to point happily to her stomach
- >The blue skin was marked with slight but evident ripples
- >They were only there if she was flexing
- >Which seemed like every time she had her shirt off
- >She liked to show them to you
- > “For motivation!”
- >You knew she just liked showing off
- >After a slap or two she puts it back down
- >She puts a cool hand on your back and pushes
- > “Come on, scaredy nips”
- “Don’t call me that, she-hulk”
- >She laughs
- > “Flattery will get you nowhere, now get running!”
- >She slaps your back quickly two times
- >The cool air rushes over your chest as you do a lap around your house
- >You lived in a small neighborhood, but had neighbors on all sides
- >Good thing you had a decent wooden fence
- >You are forced to notice the length of a lap around your house
- >Before long it’s over as you approach Dash.
- >You slow down and return to standing near her.
- > “Nice time for someone who’s not in any sports”
- “Is that a compliment?”
- >She shrugs with a grin
- >She moves into the doorway, letting you pass
- “Right, now that you had your fun, can I go?”
- > “Yeah, yeah, go ahead”
- >You two grab your beers and take a drink
- “Right, so, truth or dare?”
- > “Dare, duh”
- >You think of one while taking another swig
- >The best idea pops into your head.
- “Hold up, I got a good one”
- > “Where are you going?”
- >You take a quick drink and set your beer down
- >Getting up you dash off to your room
- >Searching under your bed you find the box
- >A very special box a certain she-devil had given you
- >You see, you had, in this box, a weapon
- >A very powerful thing it was, to those who knew of it
- >Those being you, and Dash
- >Dash was the one who had made it
- >She thought you had destroyed it in the fires of your grill
- >This was not quite true
- >It was actually an outright lie
- >You knew you had to keep this
- >And today, here and now, give it it’s moment to fulfill it’s purpose.
- >you took the box back to the living room
- >Dash looked at the box with curiosity
- > “What’s that?”
- “Oh this?”
- >You hold up the box
- >A mirror would have shown you a dumbass grin
- > “Yeah, dumbass, what’s my dare?”
- >You slowly open the box revealing it’s contents to Dash
- >Goosebumps filled her blue skin
- > “No no no no no, absolutely NOT. You actually kept it?!”
- >Dash pulled back from you
- >You toss your head back in powerful laughter that filled the room
- >This was your glorious moment
- >The time to get revenge
- >And the item to do it was, ironically, made by those hands pushing it away
- >You loom further in towards Dash
- >She shook her head again and again
- > “Not fair anon! I only did that once!”
- “Yes, but I never got pictures!”
- >She stopped her head to show her widening eyes
- > “No way, choose something else”
- >She crossed her arms and closed her eyes
- >you weren’t falling for it
- “Nope, you made me face a fear of mine, now you get to”
- >She put on a pout and looked at you
- > “Isn’t there ANYTHING else I can do
- >You smile
- “There is nothing I’d rather want”
- >You narrow your eyes and she glares
- >After a few seconds her blushing face swiveled fast away.
- > “Fine, only one picture, no more and if you tell anyone, You’re fucking DEAD.”
- >She slid a finger across her throat to emphasise it
- >She probably would too, assuming you knew her well enough
- “Here you go, get ready for your big show”
- >You grin as you fake curtsey
- >She slaps the back of your gloating head and snatches away the box
- >You return to the couch and drink a celebratory drink
- >You hear a few grunts from Rainbow in the bathroom
- >You remember fondly that cold night, last year
- >It was a wondrous that marked your teenagerhood
- >Dash had had a couple drinks before showing you
- >She would have had to, doing something like that.
- >A slow creak of the door reopening announced your dare
- >A smile creeped over your face as you watched the hallway for her
- >Your hand moved silently towards your phone
- >Dash’s head poked around the corner
- > “A-are you ready?”
- >She was embarrassed as shit
- >It was a bit weird seeing her like that
- >She was always so full of herself
- >And here she stands
- >Utterly shaken
- >It made your revenge all the sweeter.
- “Ready when you are, Miss Dash”
- >You raise your phone
- >She sighs and takes her head back
- >You hear further rustling of fabric before she stepped out
- >You take your time as you compare last year’s image with this one
- >She still had those large white shoes
- >She was about of your size in shoe, so she could fit in them easily
- >Moving up, silken straps outline the fine azure flesh of Dash’s thighs
- >All the way up to her VERY short pink mini-skirt
- >It had some slight ruffles, but was made of a loose fabric
- >For comfort of the wearer
- >Moving up, one could see the top of Dash’s groin
- >As the eyes move up, you notice her fine abs
- >The same ones she proudly showed off earlier
- >She now seemed off put by their exposure
- >She held her arms, covered in white fabric bearing the mark of healers
- >Or more specifically, nurses
- >The smooth white fabric did little for modesty, save for in the arms
- >It covered them loosely as the fabric hung off her arms
- >The cloth lost this characteristic towards the chest
- >Rainbow had a modest bust
- >You heard her once say she was a C-cup to another girl
- >She said this while moving towards the girl with violent intent
- >She had called her a surfboard for wearing a sport’s bra
- >You held no such beliefs towards your friend’s chest
- >The costume was not made for one to wear a bra in it
- >Dash was, fortunately for you and unfortunately for her, she was aware of this
- >The toned muscles of her chest helped keep her fun bags quite perky.
- >This showed well, and was enhanced by her crossed arms holding them up
- >The low cut revealed a good R-rated film’s worth of cleavage
- >Then, the crowning piece, rest atop the maiden’s head.
- >A small nurse’s cap of white with red text
- >The text read, “Ready for your checkup”
- >You lean back and cross your legs
- >This was the proper pose
- >The pose of someone who has succeeded in their revenge
- > “Got a hardon already? Really?”
- “What?”
- >Oh right, the legs
- “No, just drinking in my victory”
- >You grin as proof of your gloating
- >Dash rolls her eyes
- > “Right, I bet this is the reason you kept this”
- >Shifting her position, she was unaware of her new pose
- >She moved her hand to her hip
- >She was clearly unaware of the sexiness of her stance
- >You held up your phone and shook it to get her attention
- “Now I need a picture”
- >She blushed and folded her arms again
- > “Do you really need MORE fap material?”
- >She thrust a finger in the direction of your room
- > “Like that shit isn’t filled with porn already”
- “What was that you said earlier? ‘Flattery will get you nowhere’?”
- >She glared at your
- “Now, try to look sexy”
- >Dash didn’t move an inch
- “Fine, pushed up boobs it is”
- >You snapped the picture as you said this
- > “W-wait! I wasn’t ready! re-do, re-do!”
- >She moved towards your phone but you slid it back into your pocket
- >You place your hand on your heart as she stops
- “I swear on your midriff, I will not show another soul that image”
- >She glares at you for a second, judging your sincerity
- >A few seconds of silence pass between you two
- >With a sigh, Dash flops down on the couch
- > “I believe you”
- “Aw, thanks Da-”
- > “Besides, I could fucking kill you otherwise”
- >With muscles like hers?
- >She might actually be able to do it
- “Yeah, thanks a whole lot Dash”
- > “Yep”
- >She takes a long drink of her beer, finishing it off
- >You two silently drink away a couple minutes
- >You open your mouth to speak, but are silenced by Dash
- >More drinking with the sexy nurse
- >You swear you had seen this somewhere before
- >Dash stretched her arms up, pulling the small top near off of her
- >Oh right, now you remembered
- >You avert your eyes before she sees you eyeing her
- >She was just your bud, but that doesn’t mean she didn’t have a rack on her
- >You return your focus to the beer in your hand
- >Which you now realised was empty
- >You set in the container and find a new one
- > “Okay, I’m ready now. Truth or dare?”
- >Now you remember that the girl next to you was Dash
- >More specifically, an obviously pissed off Dash
- >You mull over in your head which choice was the lesser risk
- “...Truth?”
- > “Did you know that it’s possible I will kill you if you don’t pick dare?”
- >Yep she’s pissed alright
- “No, mind if I pick dare?”
- >You put on a fake smile towards her
- >She maintains her focused glare
- > “I dare you to take your shirt off and don’t put it back on for the day”
- >She maintained that same piercing gaze
- >Was keeping your shirt on worth death?
- >...
- “Fine, no pictures”
- > “One picture”
- “One picture”
- >God dammit, you didn’t even haggle?
- >What you want us to die?
- >Dash can, and has, kicked your ass
- >You move to lift up your shirt
- >It’s just Dash
- >Not like anyone will see it or anything
- >Yes, you can totally do this
- >You move the shirt up your torso
- >After you do so, you look to where Rainbow was sitting
- >She had lost the glare, but was still reserved
- “Gonna take that picture now?”
- >She was eyeing your chest slowly
- > “...no, not yet”
- >Fuck that was ominous
- >You toss the shirt into an open hamper
- >It was slightly cooler in the room now
- >Crossing your arms across your chest you turn back to Dash
- >Who was smiling with her phone up
- >She snapped the picture and slipped the phone away
- “What changed your mind?”
- >She points to your chest
- > “Is it just me? or is it a bit nippy in here?”
- >Hands to your goods
- >Oh god no, hard nipples
- >Hold up, this was a double edged sword
- “I don’t know, you tell me!”
- >You point to her shirt, small bumps appearing on it
- >She gasped and moved one arm to her chest
- >Her blushing face grew into a giant blush
- > “Fuck off!”
- >She swung a fist that connected to your jaw
- > “Holy shit anon, are you okay?”
- >She moved to your side and raised your head
- >Beer bottles moved around you as you picked yourself up
- > “God damn dude, I thought guys could take hits”
- “I thought girls were supposed to be women and not monsters”
- >You rubbed your sore cheek as you get back on the couch
- >You start to down a beer to drown out the pain
- > “Well, stop fucking around and give me another dare”
- >Could she really not wait a minute?
- “Fine, truth or dare?”
- >Dash thinks for a moment
- > “Truth, I guess”
- >Oh great, now she chickens out
- >Right when you could get your-
- >Wait a minute
- >Another genius idea comes to your rattled brain
- “You sure about that?”
- >She looks you up and down
- > “Yeah, what could you possibly ask?”
- >Oh she had NO idea
- “Alright but you asked for it”
- >You lean in, pausing for brief dramatic period
- >Dash begins to move her eyes about, unsure of her choice
- >You smile like a spider with a fly
- “Have you ever...”
- >Pause for dramatic effect
- >Let her dangle a bit
- “...masterbated?”
- > “...yeah, obviously”
- >You laughed and pointed to her blushing face
- >Which wasn’t blushing at all
- “Wait, what?”
- >She cocks an eyebrow at you as she takes another swig
- > “Of course I’ve fucking masterbated, idiot”
- >She shakes her head
- > “What a waste of a turn”
- “Sorry I thought you might have had some modesty about it or something”
- >You fall back and take another drink
- “Thought you were a girl for a sec there”
- >She punches your arm lightly
- > “Shut up”
- “Can I at least get another question seemings how you answered that one so fast?’
- >She thinks for a second as she drinks
- > “I don’t see why not”
- >Now was your second chance
- >You think carefully for the right question to ask
- >After a bit one comes to you
- “Do you actually like cosplaying?”
- >She spits up a bit of beer
- >That gets her? She’s embarrassed by THAT?
- > “Sh-shut up, so what if I do?”
- >She blushes and glares at you again
- “Oh come on, you’re embarrassed by THIS?”
- >You gesture to her outfit in general
- >She crosses her legs and folds her arms
- > “It’s different when it’s you”
- >What the hell does that mean?
- “Why is that?”
- >She turns to you, her blush starting to fade
- >Her nose was turning a pink hue from the beer however
- > “I mean that shaking your ass for strangers is not the same as for friends”
- “You would shake your ass for me?”
- >Wrong move anon
- >She was tipsy, not fucking drunk
- >Same shout, same fist, same apology
- >Learn to keep your fucking mouth SHUT anon, jesus
- >Left yourself that little mental note
- “Alright, alright, now you ask”
- >You rubbed your now even more sore cheek
- > “Okay, truth or dare?”
- >What did you have to lose, your soul?
- “Dare”
- > “Dare?”
- “Did I stutter?”
- >She gave you a ‘do we really have to do that again?’ look
- “...Sorry”
- >It’s not like you were a beta or anything
- >Bitch was just a fucking velociraptor
- >She retracted her look and leaned back
- > “I dare you to...”
- >She tapped a finger on her chin
- >Then took a drink
- >Then resumed her tapping
- >All the while you waited
- >After a while she sat up and snapped her fingers
- > “Got it! I dare you to give me a back massage!”
- >What?
- “What? Another massage?”
- > “Well shit, I don’t know what else you can do”
- >She falls back thinking once more
- >Then it hits you
- >She might come up with something far worse than a back massage
- >Better get while the gettin's good
- “Wait, I’ll do that one”
- >Dash stops to look at you
- > “Hm? Oh, sure, whatever”
- >You sigh with relief
- “Right, so lie on your back”
- >She finishes off her drink and does as you ask
- >You move up to the couch and position yourself correctly
- >You place your hands on Dash’s warm back
- >She shivers at your touch
- > “God damn anon, your hands are cold!”
- “You want me to stop?”
- > “No, just warms your fucking hands first”
- >Well well aren’t we miss prissy today?
- >You quickly rub your hands together
- >After a few seconds they felt warm enough
- >You place your hands back on Dash’s covered shoulders
- “Better, you big baby?”
- > “Much better, now chop chop”
- >You begin to move your hands around rhythmically
- >Slow, light circles around the shoulder blades
- >After a few passes, you feel the muscles relax slightly
- >You move down to her sides and feel along her back
- >Then you begin to roll your hands down her muscles
- >You can feel them release tension after a few minutes of stroking
- >Then you move onto her spine, which seemed healthy enough
- >You decide to give it a quick feeling along with your thumbs anyway
- >Starting from the top, you work your way down her vertebrae
- >You start to reach her lower back when Rainbow chimes in
- > “Exactly how far south are those hands going, anon?”
- >You were nowhere near her ass
- >Could she be more fucking paranoid?
- “Only as far as you’ll let them, it’s your massage Dash”
- >She adjusts her head to the other side of her pillow
- > “Good, then keep going”
- >Weirdo
- “Will do, not like I’ve done this in practice a dozen times or anything”
- >She taps your back roughly with the heel of her right foot
- > “Don’t be a smart ass”
- >With a heavy sigh you continue your work
- >You swear she seems tenser now
- >At your touch, however, she loosens up again
- >All the stress from those exams seems bundled up
- >That plus all those sports mean real tense muscles
- >Being a true tomboy, Dash probably never got massages either
- >She was always really off put by others touching her body
- >Yet she seemed into it right now
- >Maybe she WAS drunk
- >Or maybe all this tension was building up
- >She had always been shit at academics
- >Maybe she was worked up about tryouts next-
- > “Enjoying the view?”
- “What?”
- > “You’ve been rubbing the same spot for a minute solid
- >You look down to see she’s right
- “Uh, sorry about that”
- >You move back up her back with reversed hand motions
- >You realize that without thinking it was real quiet
- “So...how’d exams go?”
- >Dash tensed up a bit
- >Crap, might have hit a raw nerve there
- > “Fine. I mean, I passed anyway”
- “That’s good”
- >Silence once more
- > “So...how’d yours go?”
- >You had taken some easy classes for that semester
- >All B’s and A’s
- “You know, same old same old”
- >Another tense
- > “So you got flying colors?”
- “Nothing too special”
- >She was oddly quiet
- >Normally, she could care less about grades
- >Why was today different
- >Reaching the neck, you lean over to rub the muscles there
- >She was a lithe girl, so they weren’t that thick
- >Still, her being Dash and all, they were strong
- > “Anon, what are you doing over the summer?”
- >What kind of question is that?
- “Nothing special, no vacations or anything”
- >She moved her head again and let out a relaxed sigh
- > “Good, same here”
- >You finished up on her back and decided to move down again
- >Sliding your hands over the white fabric, you felt for the back of Dash’s pecs
- >They would be pretty tough, by your estimates
- >After a few seconds of searching you found some rough flesh and began to massage there
- >Dash let out a gasp
- > “Umm...Anon?”
- “What, your pecs sore from something?”
- > “Those aren’t my pecs, idiot”
- >What the hell where they then?
- >You look to see where your absent hands rested
- >You were rubbing some perky side boobs
- >You jerk your hands away in fear of being hit
- “Shit Dash, I’m so sorry!”
- >You close your eyes waiting for the blow
- >It didn’t come
- > “Just get back to the massage dumbass”
- >This was weird
- >Dash once broke Norman’s nose for falling into her chest
- >That was an accident
- >She must be drunk as hell
- “You’re not mad or anything?”
- >God dammit, you just had to push your luck, huh?
- > “No, your just doing what I said”
- >Whatever you say as long as I don’t get my ass kicked
- >It’s weird though
- >Usually Dash is a hard core dude bro
- >She was acting pretty...What’s the word?
- >Feminine? Submissive?
- >No, Dash was a hell of a lot of things, but she wasn’t a pansy
- >She’d reminded you of that twice today
- >You place one hand on the sore cheek by reflex
- > “Hey anon?”
- >Dash talking snapped you out of your trance
- “Yeah, Rainbow?”
- >She seemed to hesitate
- >That was really un-Dash like
- >You now remembered how un-Dash she’s been acting
- >First the costume, then the punches and all the punches...
- > “...Can you promise me something?”
- >A promise?
- >You had a general rule to not make promises while drunk
- >But this was Dash, what she wants can’t be that bad
- “Sure Dash, what is it?”
- >Her blue flesh flexed under your soft grip
- > “When you go away to whatever college you end up going to-”
- >She turned her head
- >She was tipsy alright, her nose was a deep shade of navy blue
- > “-Promise to call every day”
- >Damn, she was being real sentimental here
- >Dash once said ‘emotions were for faggots’
- “Dash, I’m not going to college for another year at least”
- >She was not one to get worried over this kind of stuff
- >Meanwhile you moved your hands farther down
- >You resumed your earlier thumb rubbing of her lower spine area
- > “I know, it’s just that with my grades being so far from yours i jus-”
- >She stopped
- “Dash, are you crying?”
- >She put her head into the pillow and hit your back
- > “No, you idiot”
- >She mumbled from the pillow
- >You now knew the word she was right now
- >She was being vulnerable
- “Rainbow? I’m going to go to a local college”
- >Pulling her head up she sighed
- > “Oh shut up, I know your going to some big fancy college”
- “Trust me Dash”
- >You placed your right hand on her right shoulder
- >She turns to look at you with puffy eyes, which admittedly had no tear anymore
- “I’m staying right here”
- >She looked away
- > “Anon, don’t ruin your education on my account”
- >You started laughing
- >She just glared, causing you to stop
- “Dash, I’m no fucking genius”
- >She looked at you with a softer stare
- “I’m just an idiot”
- >You smiled at her
- >She did the same and blushed slightly
- > “So you’ll stay here?”
- “Yeah, tuition already costs a lot, I’m not gonna add room cost to that”
- >She put her head back down and sighed again
- >Her back finally relaxed in your hand
- > “Yeah, makes sense”
- >You go back to your massaging
- >You returned to smoothing out the azure flesh of her open midriff
- > “Anon? I’m sorry about hitting you”
- >She sounded pretty sincere, which was a real shock
- “It was my fault Dash”
- >She chuckled a bit
- > “Yeah, I guess you’re right”
- >That sounded more like Dash
- >You shifted down the couch a bit
- >Slowly, you work your hands down Dash’s blue skin
- >Until you hit her very small pink mini skirt
- >You wouldn’t tell her in a million years
- >But she looked pretty damn hot in skirts
- >Especially ones which showed off her pink panties like that
- >Wait a minute...
- >Gears click in your head as you drink in the image
- >Panties. DASH’S panties. Dash’s PINK panties
- > “Anon? Why’d you stop?”
- >Quick, cover Dash’s ass!
- >You mean, your ass!
- “Uh, just working out where to start”
- >You snap your eyes away to her right calf
- >Still sexy, but not AS sexy
- >Close enough
- >And so you begin to rub there
- >The tough flesh yields to your touch
- >That was close
- >You find a rhythm to your kneading
- >Leaving your hands to your subconscious, you return your eye to the skirt
- >Or more specifically, what was beneath it
- >You always had guessed she wore boxers or briefs
- >Not something this girlish at least
- >Maybe even just commando
- >Nope don’t even think about commando Dash
- >Under no circumstances picture your friend’s vagina peeking out at you
- >Don’t even dream of her soft and pink pussy glow before you
- >God dammit, stop it brain
- >You got a boner at this point
- >Just think of something unsexy
- >A manta or something....
- >Got it
- >In brightest day,
- >In blackest night,
- >No evil shall escape my sight,
- >let all who worship evil’s might,
- >Dash would look sexy as hell in a skin tight suit
- >Dammit boner, stop attempting to defy
- >You are the one in control here!
- >Shit, your hands
- >You move your hands to the other calf
- >You hadn't noticed of the other one but her legs were cold
- >A combination of poor circulation and and short skirt
- >You begin to caress the calf into warmth
- >Right, so you try to face this with logic
- >Dash is wearing panties, but why?
- >Was she dressing up for some reason?
- >Was she doing it for you?
- >Just stop, anon, stop
- >And then it hit you, the simplest answer in the world
- >It was so obvious now, why she was wearing them
- >She was a fucking girl
- >You made this realization at a rather poor time
- >It was time to massage the gluteus maximus
- >In layman's terms, her fine ass
- >Now comes the dreaded question
- >You see, in training, we used mannequins
- >Mannequins which could not slap your shit
- >But, fuck it, you were drunk enough to go for it
- “Dash-”
- >You take a gulp as you prepare for the reaction
- > “Yeah anon?”
- >Aw shit, that voice was just another reminder she was female
- >A very attractive and provocatively dressed female
- >Oh yeah, she was also the captain of several sports teams
- >Which means not only was she sexy, but also could kick your ass
- >You were drunk enough for this
- “Can you lift up your skirt a bit? Only if you still want me to massage there”
- >Smooth...easy...
- >She was quiet
- >Oh god you were gonna die
- > “Eh, fuck it, sure. Ass has been sore lately”
- >You slowly unflinch your body with open eyes
- >You see quite a sight to behold
- >Small but firm hands grab the pink fabric and lifts
- >Damn it all if that isn’t the most beautiful thing in the world
- >A small gasp of awe escapes your lips
- >You knew dash had some nice assets, but not this nice
- >It was firm from all of her workouts
- >But it was supple and soft from all her junk food and beer
- “Holy hell”
- >Aw fuck
- >That was out loud wasn’t it
- >Well, at least you got to see heaven on Earth first
- > “What was that anon?”
- >Well time to try and save yourself
- “Nothing, it’s nothing”
- > “No, you said ‘holy hell’, what is it?”
- >She picks herself up to look at you
- >So this is the danger zone you’d heard about
- >Well, maybe if you come clean she’ll be quick about it
- “I was just shocked by the sight of your wonderful ass”
- >Too far, abort! ABORT!
- “I mean, your ass”
- >She looked at you with those big magenta eyes of hers
- > “Oh, no need to lie man”
- >Oh cool no death blo-
- >Wait, what?
- “What do you mean, ‘lie’?”
- >She settles herself back down on the pillow
- > “I mean, there’s no way my ass is THAT good”
- >Gears click as you try to comprehend the statement
- “Are you for fucking real right now?”
- >Dash was an arrogant bitch, who was this?
- > “Yeah, what do you mean?”
- >She turns to look back at you
- >You gesture wildly to her wondrous blue rear
- “You’re not arrogant as shit about this seventh wonder?!”
- >Not even on a compliment level, this was just common sense
- >Like if Leonardo Da Vinci had said ‘this thing I painted is shit’
- >She blushed and laid back down, jiggling her ass a little
- > “Oh shut up, it’s not THAT good”
- >Of all the parts of Dash she was the promoter of,
- >She chose to neglect one of her best features?
- “Dash,”
- >Should you be saying this brain?
- >Your friend was being out of character, yes you should
- >You were complimenting her ass
- >She has this wall of confidence built up to keep others out
- >You were now staring at her ass
- >She’s really insecure deep down, so she builds herself up
- >YOU ARE STARING AT HER ASS IN SILENCE
- >And you’ve just let her stew all these years
- >YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT DASH’S ASS
- >You feel like you wanted to just cuddle up with her
- >Oh for the love of god, SPEAK ALREADY
- “Dash, this is the finest butt out of all the butts”
- >She put her head face down
- > “S-shut up anon”
- >You do so, not wanting to push her
- >After a few seconds of quiet, she moves her head back
- > “...when a girl says that it means keep going, dumbass”
- >Oh fuck, you could write an essay about her ass
- >You could write an essay ON her ass, to be honest
- “Well, uh, it’s just so...”
- >You shake your hands trying to come up with something
- >This was harder than your dick
- >Fuck that sounded dumb, you felt bad for just thinking it
- > “Well...?”
- “Hold on I’m thinking about how to put it into...”
- >A booze fueled idea came to your head
- “Hold on, I got something”
- >You rest your heads on Dash’s rear
- >Your originally cold hands had been made by Dash’s body heat
- >You started to slowly knead the flesh in the area in small circles
- >Dash started to protest but was stopped by your movements
- >Your hands skillfully soothed the muscles
- >You could feel all the tensions of Dash’s life bleed through your fingers
- >You became absorbed in your labour
- >Taking your time, adding length or time to each revolution
- >You licked your lips in focus of your handiwork
- >No longer were you concerned with earthly woes or worries
- >You had the pink pantie clad and soft blue flesh of Dash’s ass
- >And it was all that you needed in that moment
- >A low and long moan from Dash’s showed the fruits of your efforts
- >You smiled as you began to taper off your work
- >Letting the sensation of Dash’s own concerns flowing out take you
- > “Holy hell, anon...”
- >Dash was able to only loosely breathe out that statement
- “How’s that for a massage?”
- >You lean back over Dash’s warm and scantily clad body
- >You listen to her relaxed body struggle to utter a response
- >Slowly, but surely, her form regained life as she spoke
- > “Best. Massage. Ever.”
- >She rolled over from in-between you legs
- >Placing her hands behind her head she settled on her back
- >She locked eyes with you
- >You stared into those big magenta eyes
- “So, Dash, truth or dare?”
- >She narrowed her eyes on yours
- > “You still want to play that game?”
- >She folded her arms across her chest
- >You easily noticed that this pushed her breasts up
- >They looked perfect, all pushed up
- >They looked like they wanted to fly out of that tight fabric
- >You returned your focus to her mocking face
- >She had caught you staring
- >How could she not?
- >You decided to press the question
- “I think it would be more fun if we kept playing”
- >She got a smile on her face
- >You knew that smile well
- >She always wore it when she was getting ready for a match
- >It meant she was ready for action
- > “How about truth?”
- “Only if you promise to do the same”
- >She softened her look
- > “Deal. What’s your question?”
- >You thought for a moment
- >A question had been itching at you for a minute now
- “How long have you been into me?”
- >She blushed and looked away
- > “I don’t know...”
- “Come on, be honest.”
- >She squirmed a bit beneath you
- >You decided to go back to a sitting position
- >She pushed away in the freedom.
- > “Well, tonight, I guess”
- >Ah hell, did you just take advantage of Dash?
- “Like, tonight tonight? As in influenced by alcohol?”
- >She scoffed and sat up
- > “No dumbass, I mean I realised it tonight”
- “Dressing as a sexy nurse and getting drunk on the couch showed you that you were into me?”
- >It sounded even crazier coming out of your mouth
- > “No I just-”
- >She stopped herself and thought for a second
- > “Fuck, that makes me sound like an idiot”
- >She sat back as you did too
- >Both of you opened new beers
- “Maybe we're both idiots, it would explain why we’re playing truth or dare”
- > “Playing? So it’s my turn?”
- >You turn to see her looking at you
- “Sure, let me wait a bit”
- >You take a thinking sip
- >Then a few bravery sips
- “Alright, shoot your question”
- >She shined that ‘I got you now’ smile
- > “Alright, What’s you favorite part of my body?”
- >Of course she’d ask that
- >Now Dash had a fine body with many great parts
- >She was incredibly set in T&A department as well
- >You were a thinking man, however
- >You knew Dash would love to hear you say her eyes
- >However, you were also a pretty tipsy man
- >So this rather pathetic phrase came out:
- “Well, I’m personally more of a tits man, even though your ass is beyond great”
- >You were filled with fear as the words left your mouth
- >At least, you would have, had you not been the appropriate level of drunk to say them
- > “Huh, so you’re more of a tits man?”
- >She took that rather well
- “Yeah, I guess. I got nothing against asses though.”
- >She stretched her arms, pushing out her chest
- >Of course you had to take a look
- >She laughed as she noticed this
- >Then you remembered the game
- “Alright Dash, truth or dare?”
- >She finishes laughing with a drink
- > “Dare, give me something good”
- >You had something good
- “I dare you to take off your top”
- >You locked eyes with her
- >She was giving you that competitive look
- “Or are you chicken?”
- >That set the fire in her eyes
- > “You are so on”
- >She quickly grabbed the bottom of the short shirt
- >Even though her midriff was already exposed, it was tense
- >In a flash her top was off
- >She flung the discarded cloth at you
- >You couldn’t help but stare at them
- >Like the sirens of old, they called out to you
- >Their soft flesh shook slightly from her breath and movements
- >Time slowed down as you became enraptured
- >You stared at every facet of those beautiful gems
- >They should have sent a poet
- >You audibly shared your thoughts on the manner
- “Holy hell Dash”
- >Just as elegant as it sounded in your head
- > “Like what you see, huh?”
- >She pushed them up slightly and shook them left and right
- >You had to snap out of this trance or you’d be there forever
- “I’ve known you for two whole years Dash”
- >You snapped your eyes away from the twin wonders before you
- “How have I only seen these now?”
- > “Well I don’t show the girls off”
- >She relaxed and let out a sigh
- > “Typically people think I’m just a dude”
- >She takes another swig of her beer
- >Her tits were resting down on her chest in a peaceful way
- > “They treat me like I’m just another one of the guys”
- >She thrust her arms in the air and turned to you
- >Her tits jiggled as her torso twisted to meet you
- > “You know that you’re the first guy to compliment my tits? EVER?”
- >Looking at them move like that it was hard to believe
- “Well you always seemed like a bro, but I always thought you were hot”
- > She crossed her arms
- > “Oh, come on, You only noticed me because of this outfit”
- >She picked up the hem of her miniskirt
- >You could totally see her panties again
- >Best not to mention it, you thought as you sipped your beer
- >You set it down on the table as Dash looks at you
- “Someone with your looks? I thought you hooked up with guys all the time”
- >She flopped back on the couch
- >More jiggling wonders for your eyes
- > “Nah, I always just scare guys off”
- “Dash, I hate to say this, but it’s sort of your fault”
- >She scoffed at you and looked away
- > “What’s that supposed to mean?”
- “Well, you come off as threatening and...”
- >You paused as she looked at you with a glare
- “...well, boyish. And scary”
- >She sighed in defeat and turned her head back
- > “Maybe you’re right, but how can I come off as more...girly?”
- >You were busy watching her hands
- >One, her left one, was resting on her midriff
- >Her right was scratching her right breast
- >It moved with each motion across it
- > “anon? ANON!”
- “Huh? What?”
- >She sat up again and looked back at you
- > “Were you staring at my tits again?”
- “Oh jeez I’m sorry, it’s just they’re all in my face with their jiggling”
- >You tore your eyes away from them once again and looked her in the eyes
- > “Well, you’re the first guy to say so”
- “Really?!”
- >She looked at you with one eyebrow raised
- > “Yeah, why?”
- “But they’re so...”
- >You were at a loss for words
- “They’re amazing”
- >She blushed and turned away
- >You flopped back same as her
- “For what it’s worth Dash, I think you look great”
- >She turns to look at you
- >You give her a comforting smile
- >She returns it and chuckles
- > “And all’s it took was getting naked”
- >You laugh as well
- “Well you’re not completely naked, you still have your bottom”
- >You just had to push your luck, huh?
- >Well, she was drunk enough to not take offense to it
- > “I’m not THAT drunk anon”
- >She smirked as she reached for her bottle
- > “At least...not yet”
- >She took another drink then set it back down
- > “Okay, truth or dare?”
- >Well what was there left to lose?
- “Dare”
- >She took a drink as she thought of one
- > “Alright, I dare you to take your pants off”
- >She eye’d your legs and crotch
- >You could feel her gaze move up and down their length
- >Just then you realized something
- >You were still hard from the massage
- >Dash’s tits were not really helping
- >You couldn’t stay mad at them though, they were just that good
- “Can’t wait to get my pants off, huh?”
- > “Oh, what happened to mister confidence? The guy who was squeezing my ass a couple minutes ago?”
- >You thought about that too
- >Maybe he could do this for you
- “Fine, hold on”
- >You stand up and set to work on your jeans
- >After you unbutton them, you undo your fly
- >Letting your pants slide down you sit back down on the couch
- >You kick them off letting your nude legs hang free
- >You rest your hands on your crotch, to hide the rebellious erection
- > “Trying to hide something?”
- >You turn to Dash, now leaning towards you
- >She pointed to where your hands were resting
- “So what if I am? You trying to sneak a peak?”
- >She rolled her eyes in an exaggerated way
- > “Hey, anon, you wanna squeeze um?”
- >She lifted her breasts up towards you
- >What a cruel, cruel temptress
- “Like I’d fall for that one”
- >She shrugged and fell back on the arm of the couch
- > “Suit yourself, your turn”
- “Alright, truth or-”
- >You were caught off by what you were seeing
- >Dash was playing with the hem of her mini-skirt
- >As well as kneading her right breast
- > “Something wrong, anon?”
- >Like you said, cruel, cruel temptress
- >You shook your head and focused on her eyes
- >You stared into the black pits surrounded by magenta
- “Truth or dare, Dash”
- >She narrowed her eyes on yours
- >You were both matched, stare for stare
- > “Dare”
- “I dare you to take of that mini-skirt”
- >She cocked an eyebrow
- > “That it?”
- >You were shocked internally, yet remained your cool face
- “Fine, you also gotta not make a sound for 5 minutes”
- >She looked at you suspiciously
- >She knew something else was up your sleeve
- >Too bad for her, you really did this time
- > “...okay”
- >She stood up and put her thumbs through the fabric rim
- >Slowly she pulled the fabric off, revealing her underwear
- >The pink cloth looked just as you remembered it
- >It was somehow even better when fully shown
- >Like some forgotten statue, long mistreated
- >Being at last put together in all it’s true beauty
- >It was almost a shame to see Dash sit down on an ass that fine
- >She sat down then gave you an impatient look
- >Watching her not know your plan was almost as good as enacting it
- >Almost, but not quite
- >You shift a seat closer to dash and grab a beer
- >You take a drink and exaggerate the taste with a sigh of refreshment
- >You turn to face Dash
- >She was eyeing you pensively
- >Almost as if she was anxious of what was to come
- “So, Dashie, is it cold in here?”
- >You smiled a large dorky grin at her
- >Her eyes flared at the use of the cutesy nickname
- >You put a hand on her exposed thigh
- >She snapped her head to look at the intrusive hand
- >She glared at the hand as you began to caress the flesh
- >She looked to you and opened her mouth
- “Uh-uh Dashie, no sounds for 10 minutes left, remember?”
- >She snapped closed her eyes
- >You were surprised that she had not tried to resist you at all
- >Yet
- >You figure now was the time to enact the true purpose of your plan
- “Dash, I know things have been rough for you”
- >She looks at you with those big eyes
- “But now that I know what you’re going through-”
- >You slide your hand up a bit towards her crotch
- >She blushed but didn’t break eye contact
- “Just relax for a bit, and I can help you act more-”
- >You reached your destination
- >The pink cloth felt odd against your wandering hand
- >The transition from skin to panty was rather quick
- “-Femminne”
- >She stared into your eyes as your hand started to move again
- >Feeling for her vagina, your hand moved around slowly
- >You notice her blush grow in intensity
- “Just lie back and relax Dash, I got this”
- >She raised an eyebrow of doubt
- >She was saying ‘you’re a virgin dumbass’
- “Just shut up and lie down, I know what I’m doing”
- >She didn’t change her face
- “I promise not to fuck with your vagina too much, fucking happy?”
- >She maintained it for a sec before rolling her eyes
- >She relaxed down and spread her legs a bit more
- >Now the way to your goal was clear
- >She didn’t react as you moved both your hands down her thighs
- >You slide them down to where her spread legs meet
- >The plush fabric barrier was warm to your touch
- >You glide your right hand to the center of her crotch
- >Dash lets out a moan and you stop
- “Dash, no noises, remember?”
- >You smirked as she glared at you
- >You began caressing the area again
- >Dash grits her teeth as she began to sweat and blush
- >You decide enough is enough and pull away the pink cloth
- >As you pull the panties away, you get your first glimpse of her pussy
- >It was small, yet welcoming with it’s exposed clit
- >Dash seemed to take good care of herself in this region
- >The thought of Dash rubbing her pussy makes your erection strain
- >Enough smelling of the roses, time to get your hands dirty
- >You slid one finger slowly into her
- >You feel the walls of her vagina give way to your intrusion
- >The sensation of lubricant being applied to it was phenomenal
- >You work your middle finger in as well after a few strokes
- >You feel Dash’s legs flex in your other hand
- >The feeling of her smooth skin and wet pussy was intoxicating
- >You figured you could work in a tease to Dash
- >You lift your head to see her biting her fist
- >Her now stretching leg also reflected the strain she was
- >You had to admire her ability to resist making noise
- >You checked the clock
- >You had about 6 minutes of silence left
- >Oh how time flies with your fingers inside a girl
- >You turn your head back to the struggling Dash
- >She was forcing her eyes shut with great intent
- >A smile flashes across your face as you come up with your plan
- “Hey Dash, look”
- >She opened one of her eyes and looked at you through a watery veil
- >You removed the two fingers working around inside of her
- >Pulling them from their warm pocket, Dash shuddered
- >She opened her eyes wider, filling your view with magenta and white
- >Slowly, painfully slow really, you moved the fingers to your lips
- >As the reached their destination, Dash watched with bated breath
- >You closed your eyes for dramatic effect
- >You then proceeded to drag your tongue across the fingers
- >The tangy taste of her juices welled up in your mouth
- >You opened your eyes to see a star struck Dash
- >You licked your lips as you let out a low moan of taste
- >Actually liking the taste now, you slide the fingers into your mouth
- >Dash quickly grabs a nearby pillow and lets out a muffled scream
- >After a brief while, she pulls her heavily breathing face away
- >She gives you a wicked glare that seemed to ignite the space between you
- >Had she given the glare any other time you’d have thought you were going to die
- >But here? Dash was like putty in your hands
- >Extracting the fingers from your mouth you grin
- “What? You just taste so-”
- >You paused and licked your lips with a sigh of joy
- “-delicious”
- >You put the fingers back inside of Dash
- >She tossed her head back from the shock of pleasure
- >You began to work them in bursts of speed
- >Slowly but surely, your left hand moved upward
- >You checked the clock once again
- >The clock face revealed you were on your last 3 minutes
- >Time to make slowly but surely fast but accurate
- >Your hand now sped up to Dash’s soft and bobbing breasts
- >The cool sweat rising from her pores made the skin slick
- >The added movements made her let out a low growl of concentration
- >You decide to test Dash’s ability to stay quiet while you can
- >You begin to feel around the upper section of her hood with your thumb
- >After a few seconds of searching you find her small clit
- >You toy with it, a few flicks with every slow stroke
- >Dash’s back was arching at this point and her breathing was quite labored
- >You stuck your tongue out in focus of this rhythm
- >You start to work up a sweat from the concentrated movements
- >After getting lost in the rhythmic pulses you check the clock
- >The last thirty seconds of your power clicked away
- >You feel a surge of strength flow through your veins
- >You speed up your movements with both hands
- >The sweat from your left hand mixed with Dash’s own sweat on her chest
- >The juices covering the fingers of your right hand blended with both of your sweat
- >You began to buck slightly with your work
- >You had ten seconds left and felt tiredness come over you
- “Just ten seconds Dash, hold on”
- >You breathlessly whispered out the words of encouragement
- >Though you wondered who they more oriented towards
- >Dash arched as the words reached her ears
- >Just a little more...
- >And...
- “Now Dash, NOW!”
- >As though your words were the trigger, she came
- >The soft grasp on your fingers became tight for a few flashes
- >Dash let her mouth fly open as she orgasmed
- >She screamed out her pleasure for the first noise
- >The sweet sound of her climax increased in volume as she shot up
- >Her back arched at an even odder angle
- >Her legs twitched with spasms of bliss
- >Finally, she collapsed on the now sweat damp couch
- >The soft panting of her breath was the sweetest music you had ever heard
- >You could have listened to it forever
- >You rest your head on your hand
- >Feeling the sticky juices connect to your jaw you pull it away
- >You look down to the glistening fingers
- >You put the fingers into your mouth and savor the flavor for a second
- >As you casually suck your fingers, you look to Dash
- >Her breasts were accentuated by the bending of her spine
- >The sky blue color of them was bent by small beads of sweat
- >Her hard, dark blue nipples were like beacons on her chest
- >The masses of flesh bobbed up and down with her lungs work
- >You were hypnotised by the rhythmic movement of her body
- >Not just her chest, but her whole body was in motion
- >The beads of sweat formed and rolled across her goosebump riddled skin
- >She made ever so slight twitches in her legs as if she was recoiling from pleasure
- >You leaned on a pillow as you admired her form
- >It was a small mark of personal pride to see Dash like this
- >You had taken the old buddy you had and elevated her to this
- >She was like a fine painting, and you, the painter
- >You remind yourself not to let it go to your head however
- “So Dash, how you holding up?”
- >You smiled with the question knowing full well how she felt
- >Dash began to steady her breath at a steady pace
- >She pushed herself up by her elbows and looked you in the eyes
- >Her now damp bangs hung loosely over her red and wet face
- >Her nostrils flexed and contorted as she prepared to speak
- > “Don’t...get too...cocky”
- >She grunted and pushed herself to a sitting position
- >She breathed out slowly and shook her head
- >A flurry of rainbow colored hair covered her face
- >She turned to face you again and eyed your right hand
- > “So, you actually like the taste of that stuff?”
- >You pulled the fingers from their place on your tongue
- >She seemed more intrigued than disgusted in her tone
- “Yeah, you taste a bit sweet Dashie”
- >She limply attempted to slap your shoulder
- > “Shut up”
- >You smiled and put an arm around her shoulder and rubbed the slick skin
- > “Don’t get too comfortable there, lover boy”
- >You retracted your hand
- >You had forgotten that glare from earlier
- >You gulped slowly in anticipation of your doomed fate
- “Oh, what did you want to do?”
- >A stupid question, but you were delaying the inevitable
- >She looked at you with that competitive glare
- > “Truth or dare? And if you say truth I will kill you”
- >Nice to know this was just a game between friends
- >Semi-nude friends who had just had gotten to third base, but still
- “Not much choice then, fine. Dare.”
- >She smirked and stood up as she turned to face you
- > “I dare you to not move. Not a single muscle for ten minutes”
- >She focused her eyes on you intensely
- >You managed to subdue the smartass drunk inside your head
- >You returned a smile to her challenging glare
- “But I can still talk, yes?”
- >She moved her eyes along your body
- >It was almost as if she was sizing up a prey for a fight
- >She must have decided you were no threat in the end
- > “Alright, sure”
- >She took a step forward and leaned close
- >The sweet scent of the cum stuck to her and her sweat filled the air
- >She poked out one long blue finger and placed it on your chest
- >You lowered your head to see it
- >Dash forced it back with a massive grin
- > “Not a muscle, remember?”
- >She was going to play it like that, was she?
- “Fine, but doesn’t mean I can’t talk”
- >She twisted her grin into a foreboding grin
- > “We’ll see if you can talk in a minute”
- >Well that was either sexy or scary as hell
- >Your groin seemed to interpret it as the former
- >She slid the finger slowly across your torso
- >As she eyed it’s decent, you felt the cool touch of it going down
- >After a while Dash gave you a big smile
- “What, did you find gold or something?”
- >She giggled slightly and shifted her eyes back down
- >A wave of blood reddened your face as you made the connection
- >Your somewhat rebellious member had made itself known
- > “You could say that...”
- >She pulled the finger away and place them on your underwear
- >She pushed your head against the couch forcing your head back
- >As you were locked into gazing at the ceiling you felt something
- >You could hear Dash slight movements and breath beneath you
- >After a bit Dash spoke up with a slight giggle in her voice
- > “So anon, happy to see me?”
- >She had always been bad at telling jokes
- “You spent all that time thinking up that one?”
- >She made a scoff at your rejection of her attempt at wit
- > “Whatever, time for me to return the favor from earlier”
- >You were unsure whether she was gonna beat you up or off
- >She carefully worked her fingers under the elastic band of your boxers
- >The last barrier of cloth on your body was slowly peeled off
- >You felt your dick bend before snapping back to attention
- >The boxers were removed and tossed to the side
- >At least that’s what you could gather from hearing
- >Dash then let her head rest on your right thigh
- >Her long smooth hair fell over like silk on your skin
- >She breathed out in deliberately slow and calm repetition
- > “You know anon, I wanna make this more interesting”
- >This sounds dangerous but what did you have to lose?
- “I’m all ears”
- >She placed her hand around your dick
- >The hand slowly gripped the shaft one finger gripping the flesh individually
- >As she would complete on full grasp she would let go again and repeat
- > “So I was thinking of making this double or nothing”
- >This now genuinely had you intrigued
- “What do you mean?”
- >She continued her toying with your member
- >You closed your eyes to help focus more on her words
- >The sensation of her breath and hand was not helping this
- > “How about, you don’t move OR cum for the next-”
- >She paused and you felt her head shift to look at the clock
- > “-9 minutes”
- >The feeling in your groin seemed to show that you might lose that one
- “And in return for the added challenge?”
- >She laughed a calm and knowing laugh
- > “If you can manage that, I’ll let you finish off however you want”
- >Now here was quite the interesting conundrum
- >Do I attempt to hold out, and receive a greater ending?
- >Or do I reject it and be given whatever bland offer there was to begin with?
- >Like it was even a choice, your dick knew full well the answer
- “You’re on”
- > “Then let’s get cooking”
- >What the hell were you in for now
- >She stopped her playful gripping motion all at once
- >The once soft hand became firm as it grasped your patiently waiting dick
- >You focused all your thoughts on remaining strong
- >Repeating a mantra to yourself like before was out of the question
- >Last time it had only made things far worse
- >You were performing very well until Dash began to spice things up
- > “Oh anon, I didn’t know you were this BIG”
- >You knew she was fucking with you as the voice gave it away
- >Your loins did not seem to notice however and were eager to receive the compliment
- “Dash, now that is just cheating”
- >She began to stroke up and down your length slowly
- > “Oh anon!”
- >She moaned and gasped in pleasure on her knees before you
- >She was playing dirty just like you should have know she would
- >Well, two can play at that game, girly
- “Hey Dashie, you still scared of clowns?”
- >She stopped her moaning and and stroking
- >In fact, the stroking turned into more of a choke hold
- >You gasped from the harsh grip
- > “Watch what you say anon or I’ll-”
- >She paused and thought for a second
- “Realised that if you don’t try and get me to cum I’ll win way easier?”
- >She growled a bit worrying the safety of your genitals
- > “Fine, no more fucking around”
- >And with that she went to her pleasuring work
- >Her left hand began to softly caress the sensitive skin of your testicles
- >As she fondled you down there, she resumed her stroking albeit at a slower pace
- >She also added the motion of small kisses on your lower head
- >You could feel the precum ooze out just from this combination starting up
- >You grit your teeth and focused hard on not cumming
- >Every single motion filled you with pleasure as she poured herself into her work
- >Slowly the kisses became more and more covering of the head
- >After a minute or two of these sustained actions she moved on to another strategy
- >She slowed her stroking and made each pulse smaller and smaller
- >You felt your dick being pushed against your body as well
- >Dash’s fondling hand moved to your thigh and began to rub there
- >The cool sensation of her fingers was soon replaced by something else
- >You shot your eyes open wide as you felt her tongue slide up from the base of your balls
- >The slow movement was agonisingly blissful
- >The wet and warm movement of Dash’s mouth washed away all of your thoughts
- >You were lost in a sea of pleasure as you struggled to stay focused
- >You began counting your breaths in your head to focus
- >Her long tongue dragged up from the balls to your shaft and began to speed up
- >Once she reached the tip she stopped stroking
- >Her tongue retracted into her mouth, or at least stopped torturing you
- >She cleared her throat and sucked in some drool stuck to your throbbing erection
- > “Wow anon, your cum is pretty sweet too”
- >Just stay focused anon, just focus on the ceiling
- >You felt the blue fingers drag you away from your peaceful place
- >The sting from your pulled hair helped with the focus on the bright side
- >On the down side, your helpless head now watched a very hot dash licking you
- >She pulled away from your member with a slight bridge of saliva connecting to dark blue lips
- >She moved in close to your face as she gave you some pretty serious bedroom eyes
- >The hand on the back of your forced you towards her face at a tilt
- >She then proceeded to give you a rather heated make-out session complete with tongue
- >You couldn’t focus on anything but this small kiss
- >Dash pulled away after a few all too brief moments
- >Her hot and moist breath poured over your hair and forehead
- >She moved from her slightly bent angle to straddle your legs
- >You could feel Dash’s cum dripping pussy rubbing against your nuts
- >Your dick was treated to a nice rest on her vibrantly colored pubes
- >The tip of your penis, from what you could feel, lightly touched her hardened abs
- >She stayed like this for a minute more before pulling you into her breasts
- >The soft and damp flesh enveloped you entirely
- >The motorboat of a lifetime was being given to you for free
- >What a cruel twist of fate that it came at a time like this
- >All these pleasures filled you to the brim but through sheer will, you held your ground
- >You felt Rainbow begin to grind slowly across your crotch as more lube spilled from her
- >You could feel her juices coating your lower self as she pulsated along them
- >She decided you had been in the embrace of her beautiful breasts enough and pulled away
- >The look on her now soft eyes was one of shared pleasure
- >You were sure Dash would never admit it, but she was loving this
- >Her panting breath once again fell hotly on your skin
- > “Ready for the final lap?”
- >She thrust her hips slightly so her vagina slid over your dick
- >There, she began to stroke you with her dripping wet pussy with slow and delicate motions
- >You would be in heaven were it not for the bet
- “Dash, I was born ready”
- >You stare into her large magenta eyes which filled your vision
- >If ever you were ready for something, it was now
- >Dash picked herself up and grabbed your dick
- >She lined up the eager rod to her equally eager vagina
- >Slowly she lowered herself onto the dick
- >A small coo escaped her lips as she did this
- >You felt every centimeter of the juice laden hole as it slid over you
- >The warmth of her insides flowed across your entire body
- >Her slow and soft coo became a quickened breath after an inch or two
- >You remained true to the dare and didn’t move a muscle
- >Not that the urge to feel every inch of her body wasn’t overwhelming
- >It was like listening to the most beautiful song in the world with ear muffs on
- >She seemed to be absorbed into her own pleasure
- >By this time you checked the clock by turning your eyes to their limit
- >You had less than 5 minutes left in this purgatory
- >Steeling your resolve for this ride, you knew you could last
- >Dash began to slowly pulsate over your body
- >Her rhythmic movements sent waves of ecstasy across your body
- >She oddly bucked about as she learned her groove and gained momentum
- “Dash, are you a virgin?”
- >She pushed your head back again with shocking force
- > “Shut...up...anon...I’m...trying to...fuck here”
- >She paused with a breath at each small thrust of her hips
- >She started to pick up the pace with your head now staring at the ceiling
- >You began to take deep breaths to help you with your focus
- >Your mind was almost dazed by the raw bliss Dash was forcing onto you
- >It was weird thinking that the tomboy you once knew could be so sexy
- >At this moment, Dash was completely different than from her usual self
- >To be honest though, you could get used to this Dash
- >These thought helped you gain some stamina against the sea of sex appeal before you
- >Dash was moaning hard now without anything trying to stop her
- >She was much louder without the restriction on her volume
- >You felt her warm hand touch your cool chest
- >Her fingers swirl around your torso and feel around it
- >You had always had a thing about revealing your chest out of embarrassment
- >But here with Dash, it felt more personal
- >It was almost like Dash was a part of you at that moment
- >Oh yeah, it also felt like how fresh baked cookies taste
- >From some additional wet sounds beneath you you knew where her other hand was
- >The occasional slip from rubbing her clit solidified your theory
- >She moaned harder and harder as her hand furiously worked her off
- >Her other hand, the one on your chest, never seemed to get rougher however
- >It was almost like she knew that a delicate touched worked better
- >Her moans mixed with her rapid breathing to create a ragged tune
- >The cacophonous noise became beautiful when added to feeling of Dash’s body
- >It was like the sound of her post fingering state with a fresher feeling
- >You could see the signs you had seen from earlier
- >She was getting close to her climax and she knew it
- >The swirling of her finger stopped as she placed her hand flat on your chest
- >Her pace began to slow down as her body began to shake
- > “Anon I change my mind, you can cum now”
- >Did she honestly think that trick would work?
- “What’s the matter Dash, starting to cum again?”
- >Her panting breath was answer enough before she spoke again
- > “Just...just shut up okay! So what if I cum faster than you!”
- >Was she seriously treating this like a fucking race?
- >Some habits truly do die hard you suppose
- “Dash, it’s okay for the girl to cum more than once. It’s normal even”
- >She seemed to go quite as she thought about this
- >If only you could see her face you might be able to tell what was going on
- > “You won’t...think less of me if I’m a lightweight?”
- >Oh jesus this was becoming a fucking anime real fast
- “Of course not Dash, you are the sexiest person I know of”
- >The grip around your dick tightened in a soft embrace and more juices flowed freely
- >Dash’s hand became a balled fist lightly pushing against your right breast
- >She had just cum from a compliment you had said
- >If ever you had seen a lightweight, this was it
- “Dash?”
- >She panted for a few more minutes as she recoiled from the bliss
- > “What...anon?”
- >She was breathing pretty hard for an athlete
- “How much time do I have left?”
- >You heard the rustle of her hair as she turned
- >You waited for her to respond but she didn’t and instead pulled your head up
- >You felt the sharp sting of your hair fade away as you were thrust into her chest
- >The welcoming and wet mounds of flesh were a fair prize for your patience
- >But you still had that question to get answered
- >You negotiated with your dick and decided a good eternity should suffice
- >As soon as that time had passed, then you would pull away from this heaven on Earth
- >You let out a soft sigh into the blissful valley in which you resided
- >Eventually you had to come to your senses as Dash spoke in a soft whisper
- > “It’s okay anon, just let it out”
- >You closed your eyes and smiled at the welcome release from...
- >Wait a minute
- >Not today missie, and certainly not this anon
- “Nah, I’m good”
- >You gave yourself an oscar for that bluff
- >She pulled you away from her twin wonders and glared into your face
- > “What does that mean?”
- >You smirked the best your weary face could at the bedraggled Dash
- >Her face was slightly obscured by strands of clumped and damp, rainbow colored hair
- “I mean you can’t beat me that easily, Dashie”
- >She flashed a furious face and shoved you back
- > “Fine, your times up, you win asshole”
- >You snap your head up to the clock and see she was right
- >She would have also been right about two minutes ago, but the breast visit made up for it
- “Do you really hate losing THAT bad?”
- >You push yourself up and turn to see her facing away from you
- > “It’s not about losing, it’s about me not being good enough”
- >And back to the emotional issues Dash had hinted at today
- “Not being good enough for what?”
- >She looked at your furiously with water in her eyes
- >You never thought someone as tough as her would look like this
- > “For you, anon! I’m not smart enough and I can’t even last as long as you in sex!”
- >She threw her hands up in the air and paced in front of you
- >A nude girl walking about would be hot as hell anytime else
- “Dash, you’re not that bad-”
- >You stop yourself from giving the common played out lecture
- >You knew what Dash needed to hear and it wasn’t that
- “Dash, not cumming at any point just now, was the most difficult thing ever”
- >She stopped and looked at you with her watery magenta eyes
- >She sniffed a bit but didn’t say anything to you so you continued
- “I didn’t even know you could be that fucking sexy but hear me when I say this-”
- >You sat up, gaining steam in your speech and tone
- “You can be an arrogant bitch sometimes”
- >She scoffed and turned away on her heel
- “-but you’re my best friend and I wouldn’t want to be without you”
- >She turned her head back slowly before turning to face you
- >Her stance was more reserved as she headed back to you and sat down
- “And I’m not just saying that because you are naked and sexy as all hell”
- >She laughs slightly with you and punches your arm slightly
- >She sniffs a bit but smiles warmly at you as you do the same
- > “I wasn’t gonna cry or anything. No need for a fucking speech”
- >Of course she reduces a heartfelt sentiment to ‘a fucking speech’
- “Right, so what about my reward?”
- >She brushes some hair clumps out of her face and reaches for a beer
- > “Lord almighty, can a girl take a break first?”
- >You laugh and do the same as you take a bottle opener form the table and open both
- “Sure...once you find one”
- >You both laugh and she leans onto you as you both sip beer
- >Dash’s long clumps of hair fall loosely onto your torso
- >You shift your body to the side so that you can move your arm
- >The now free arm falls across Dash’s shoulder with your fingers brushing her chest
- >The still wet skin felt cooler now that it was relaxing
- >You took a long drink of your tasty beer and thought back on how you got here
- >Dash had been acting pretty odd today
- >Today you had not only lost your virginity, but that was the first time you saw Dash tear up
- >You had seen her once after a bad fight with a football player
- >Bruises all over her face and body and she had blood on her lips
- >She hadn’t even shed a single tear that day
- >You pulled her body a little closer to your body and rubbed her shoulder a bit
- > “What, you trying to put the moves on me or something?”
- >She looked with a mocking grin on her face that lit up her eyes really well
- “Dash, are we...dating?”
- >She started to laugh and took another drink
- > “No way”
- >This took you back quite a bit in utter shock
- >Had she forgotten that we had just fucked on the couch we were sitting on?
- >And that her spectacular body was unclothed and leaning on you?
- >Maybe you had fucked her brains out or something
- “What do you mean ‘no way’?”
- >She finishes a drink and sits up, removing herself from your shoulder
- > “I say we just go back to what we were before with something extra”
- >You lean onto your leg and turn to face her very relaxed posture
- “Something extra?”
- > “Listen dude, I suck at drama, you saw how I was back there-”
- >She thrust a thumb towards where she had been before sitting down
- > “I don’t want to deal with anything more than I have too”
- >You started to to open your mouth for another speech about both of you
- >But then it hit you
- >Dash was right, she would be a terrible date
- >She was rude, arrogant, and very easy to piss off
- >But she made one hell of a lay and a best friend
- >You leaned back as the thoughts ran through your beer addled mind
- >Dash was like the ultimate friend with benefits
- “Fuck. Well, what if-”
- >You stopped and put your hand on your chin showing your deep thought
- “You would make a terrible girlfriend”
- >Dash cracked her knuckles next to you
- > “Yep”
- “But you’re my best bud”
- >Then came the two quick cracks of her neck
- > “True”
- “And you’re hot as all hell”
- >She stands up and stretches from side to side
- > “This is also true”
- “Dash...you’re the ultimate friend with benefits”
- >She finished her stretching by lifting her legs high in the air, revealing her pussy both times
- > “Great, thanks for catching up”
- >She walked in front of you then sat down and leaned on you again
- >You were still thinking about this when you remembered something
- “Wait, are you ready for my reward?”
- >She shrugs and lets her head fall into your exposed lap and closes her eyes
- >Thin strands of hair tickle your genitals as she shifted her head for comfort
- > “Sure, you decided where you want to cum yet?”
- >You had already made up your mind on the where and how
- >You start to pet Dash’s head where it lay in your lap
- “You still on the pill?”
- >She opens her eyes and looks at you with those big magenta circles
- > “Seriously?”
- >You return her curious look before shrugging and smiling
- “Alright, I mean, I thought anal might be worse but if you say so...”
- >That does the trick and she sits right up, turning to face you again
- > “Bullshit, come up with somewhere else!”
- >You hide your smirk and give her another shrug in return
- “Sorry, those are the options take them or offer something else”
- >You fold your arms and turn away, assured she would choose the first option
- > “Fine, go ahead”
- >You turn back with one eye open and are meet with a beautiful scene
- >Dash sat with her legs spread and her back on the couch
- >She slowly massaged one breast with her right hand and pinched the nipple occasionally
- >Her hair was splayed onto the seat where her head lay forming a painting aspect to her face
- >Her free hand was spreading the already cum stained pussy open for your entry
- >This sight sent a wave of preparation going throughout your whole body
- >You moved over to her slowly and leaned in to her spread legs
- >As you approached Dash moved the hand back to the top of her vagina
- >You kiss the top of her angled legs at the thigh near her knee
- >Slowly you move closer to her crotch with more soft kisses until you reach her sweet spot
- >There, you begin to lap at her vagina with a slow and savoring pace
- >Dash’s left hand started to rub her clit along with the pace as she began to moan
- > “God dammit, just fuck me already you tease”
- >She spoke in between moans of pleasure that erupted from each slow lick
- >You pulled away and started to rub your left thumb around the wettened area
- “What, I have just want a head start. Besides-”
- >You lean down again and give her clit a lick between rubbings of Dash’s hand
- >She throws her head back with a gasp at the shocking sensation of pleasure
- “-it’s fun to watch you squirm about”
- >She started to grope much harder at her own breast as you moved back down
- >Moving your hands from their places on her thighs upward you feel about her body
- >Your left hand went to her crotch where it helped spread Dash’s now wet pussy
- >The thumb of your hand pulled at her vagina, giving your thumb more depth for it’s lapping
- >Your other hand moved up along Dash’s torso feeling across it’s excited surface
- >It inched up along the soft yet toned muscles of Dash’s stomach as it moved to it’s destination
- >Feeling over over bump in slow succession as it moved onward
- >Eventually you reached the breast she was not fondling by scooching upward a bit
- >You started out slowly rubbing your hand around the breast, feeling around the blue marvel
- >The sky blue flesh was warm and soft at your touch as you caressed it softly
- >You began to get even more of Dash’s sweet juices onto your tongue
- >The sweet taste filled your mouth with it’s sticky vassal of Dash’s cum
- >A few more licks and you pulled away from your place between her legs
- “Ready Dash?”
- >She snapped her panting and blushing face up to meet yours
- > “Just fuck me already, holy hell how many times do I need to cum already?!”
- >She sure sounded ready for your grand entrance
- >Dash writhed slightly beneath your grip as you moved up
- >You slid your right hand under her head as you lean over her
- >Her almost steaming body felled to your actions as you moved her head
- >She made her hot and panting breath more shallow as you glided in towards her chest
- >You lower your head onto the right breast and plant a kiss on it
- >The darkened nipple was hard between your firm lips as you kissed it
- >Dash relaxed her head into your palm as she let her neck relax from pleasure
- >Tilting your head for a view of Dash’s face you give the nipple a good lick
- >As you flick the tongue forward Dash lets out a low moan of bliss
- >You pull your tongue back across the darkened blue flesh, and she responds with a catching breath
- >Her head pushed against your hand as it cradled it over the pillow
- >You pushed your lips over the center of the breast and breathed out slowly through your nose
- >This close, you could see the small goosebumps rising all over Dash’s normally smooth blue skin
- >You worked your tongue back and forth over the hardened skin as you watched Dash’s face
- >You could tell from the the rising and falling of her chest denoted her heavy breathing
- >The limp hand you now felt on your back made you aware of Dash’s relaxed muscles
- >In fact, her whole body seemed like putty in your hands as you moved them about
- >You moved to the right breast, where her right hand was resting without movement
- >Checking to see Dash’s reaction to movement, you see her mind busy being in space
- >Letting her now limp head slowly down onto the pillow you pull down to where your head was
- >You pick up her hand and move it off of the sky blue majesty that was her breast
- >Leaning over you once again begin the process of tasting Dash
- >The licks on this one you make sure to take slow and carefully
- >Dash breathed out several low and slow moans with each successive slide of the tongue
- >You pull away from the embrace of her chest, leaving a twinkling trail of saliva for a moment
- “Dash you still conscious?”
- >In response, Dash mumbles something incoherently and shifts her head slightly
- >Getting closer to her face you decide to help wake her up a bit
- >You slide your hand back under her head into a tangled maze of long rainbow hair
- >You lift Dash’s head to face yours where her breath and eyes met yours for a brief second
- >Turning your head as well as Dash’s you move in for a kiss
- >She jerks her head back and slaps a hand to your back at first but then relaxes her neck
- >The hand on your back curls up into a clawing slide down your back muscles
- >The tinge of pain was lost to the wave of bliss that filled your thoughts at the time
- >You take your time with the kiss as you hold Dash’s head to yours
- >The thoughts in your head become like white noise as you feel her body pressed against yours
- >Her tongue works it’s way into your mouth as you do the same in return
- >Dash’s other hand reaches to your back and imitates it’s twin by scratching it’s way down the other side
- >You take this as a sign of her enjoyment and continue with the kiss
- >The embrace was electrified by this and you could feel Dash’s regaining energy with it
- >You take note of the hint of that beer Dash brought over’s taste lingering on her tongue
- >Working your tongue around hers you try to get more of the taste
- >Eventually, finding yourself satisfied with the kiss, you pull away from the lock of both of your lips
- >You roll your tired tongue around your mouth before swallowing and looking into Dash’s eyes
- >The fire in her magenta circles had been rekindled by your actions
- >Good, from how easy she came the last times, you could tell she was gonna need it
- “Feeling better?”
- >She flashes at you a large and toothy grin proving her rejuvenation
- > “Much better, loverboy”
- >While you hoped that was not a new nickname, you couldn’t help but love that sexy purr of a voice she did
- >Pulling back your hips, you lower your head to help line yourself up for entry
- >You place the tip onto the sweet spot and ready for a thrust
- >Finding the area not quite wet enough, you rub the tip against it in a small tease
- >Juices pour forth in response to this small act and signal that you are clear for arrival
- >Lining up once more you pause and look Rainbow in the eyes and wait
- > “...what the hell are you waiting for?”
- “Dramatic pause”
- >You thrust your hardened rod a carefully planned amount into her at a rapid pace
- >She throws her head back with a gasp from the shocking entry and force of the blow
- > “You...fucking....dick-head...”
- >She breathes out as she recovers from the first powerful thrust
- >You started to give yourself a pat on the back when you felt the sting of Dash’s digging fingers
- >Dash had no long nails like other girls, but her hands were fairly strong
- >This strength was made incredibly clear to the screaming nerves in your back
- “Mind relaxing a bit Dash?”
- >She loosened her grip only slightly, enough so that the pain did not hinder your performance
- > “That better, you big baby?”
- “You want me to do this or not?”
- >Her words became mumbles further muffled by being spoken into the adjacent pillow
- >Working your arms under Dash’s legs you lift them up and pull her body closer to yours
- >Using the legs to gain leverage, you start to slowly extract yourself from it’s warm resting place inside of Dash
- >As you reach the tip you reverse your pressure and begin to re enter the soft grip of Dash’s vagina
- >Her moist and velvety flesh easily parts to your movements calling for you to increase your speed
- >The call to do so was strong, but you wanted to make this last a bit longer
- >Moving your left hand out from it’s place on Dash’s thigh you send it down the warm leg towards her clit
- >With Dash’s hands gripping at your back, you noticed a distinct vacancy of clit rubbing going on and decided to help solve it
- >Your thumb did the work while your fingers felt about the tangled and short mess of rainbow colored pubes
- >At your touch the fingers tightened and then released again as she remembered to calm herself down
- >You started to pick up the pace with your thrusts so that each pulsation matched up with a flick of her clit
- >Dash let out a series of moans and her legs shook slightly after a few minutes of this
- >The constricting grip on your thrusting dick was further proof that Dash had just cum again
- >The feeling of her relaxed body against yours only provided further fuel for your body as you started to thrust faster
- >Dash’s moans signaled that she was still awake and had not slipped off in the sea of bliss
- >You just had to make sure she stayed that way until you finished
- >You slowed down both your thumb and your hand to bring Dash back
- >As well as recollect some stamina, but Dash didn’t really need to know that
- >The slow pace allowed you to once again scope out Dash’s naked body
- >It was quite the sight to behold, especially given your rather special view point
- >Even though you had been Dash’s friend for around 2 years now, you never saw her like this
- >It was like this was some clone of Rainbow that had the sex appeal doubled from the original
- >You wondered where Dash had been hiding these luscious curves for those years
- >Under all her uniforms you guessed remembering her affinity for wearing her gear
- > “It’s just nice to look tough, man. Sucks you gotta wear a sports bra though”
- >The thought of Dash’s girl’s being tightly pressed by fabric only to be released filed your mind
- >The image of Dash half clothed in her uniform as she let her breasts spring free with a sigh
- > “Oh, anon, this uniform is just SO tight, do you want to take the rest off?”
- >You didn’t care that she was naked in front of you now, that scene was sexy as all fucking hell
- >Picking up the pace you return your focus to the real Dash in front of you
- >Her body bent slightly upward under the repeating blows from your pelvis against it
- >The rise and fall of her chest had synced up to the pulses and gave the blue mounds more bounce to their dance
- >Each shake of the perfection before you filled you with a desire to touch it everywhere
- >You returned your hand to a faster beat against the already battered clit of Rainbow Dash
- >Closing your eyes you toss your head back as your muscles strained to follow your commands
- >The burning of each moving ligament was blurred by the raw desire burning a hole in your chest
- >Finally, having decided you could no longer hold back your wishes you lent forward
- >The pulses of your body became smaller as the distance they need to pass became smaller as well
- >You leant forward and returned to your previous post at Dash’s firm breasts and fell into the bliss
- >The burning passion in your head bled through into that wettened and sky blue valley
- >Letting out slow breaths against the skin, you slowly pick your head back up when a force acts against this
- >Dash’s hand had moved to the back of your head and pulled you back down onto one of the soft flesh cushions
- > “Like hell you’re leaving, if you wanted to motorboat me just fucking do it already”
- >You needed no further goading now that you had the consent of the baron of these hills
- >Turning your head to the side you let one hot ear touch down onto Dash’s chest between her breasts
- >After a few more pulses and closing your eyes you begin to hear a faint sound coming from her body
- >Dash’s heartbeat filled your ears with it’s quick yet almost melodic beating against her ribs
- >Your passions renewed you decide it’s about time for one final lap of actions
- >Pulling up your head you begin to pulse over her body, now closer to her than before
- >Instead of holding up both legs, only her left was pulled up near her chest
- >The pulled limb was giving you not only leverage but had also lifted Dash’s ass into the air
- >You free hand was now placed over Dash’s right shoulder and you could feel it be bumped as you thrust about
- >Bobbing your head along with the thrusts you almost fell into this orchestral collection of sound of sensation
- >That is until a sound from beneath you brought you back to Earth from your place in the clouds
- >The sound was the soft cadence of a coo that slipped from between Dash’s lips
- >You turn your attention to beneath you and see one of the most beautiful things you’d seen
- >Long and wild lokes of stray hair fell in a messy splatter forming a colorful frame to the rest of her face
- >Those large magenta circles contained consuming black dots that lingered on your eyes for a moment before turning
- >Her open mouth revealed that exploring and curious tongue that you have felt across your body
- >Those small pink lips that had filled both of your bodies with electricity with that kiss you had shared
- >Those flush cheeks filled with warm blood showed something that the other parts didn’t show
- >The eyes, the hair, and even the lips showed a more sensual side of your friend
- >They showed a Dash that was sexy as all hell and matched her fierce inner pride and arrogance
- >But the cheeks? The cheeks showed something you only had seen tonight
- >They showed that beneath this steaming skin draped over this aphrodite made body, she was innocent
- >They showed a Dash that was vulnerable, one that had feeling beyond violence and jack assery
- >You picked up the pace by bending both your’s and Dash’s backs into the movements more
- >Slowly you found yourself pulled back into the rhythm of passion that captivated you before
- >Though you hated being pulled away from the sight you knew was still below you, you had something to finish
- >Your speed picked up and through some bending and stretching, your arm reached Dash’s clit once more
- >You could only manage a few scarce rubs but that would have to do for the finale
- >The pace of your beating heart rang through your ears and matched the humping in harmony of sensations
- >Something was missing from this symphony of feeling and sound as you noticed
- >After you opened your eye to the sound of another moan beneath you followed by another quickly
- >You leaned down as the spark lit up your mind and made your thought clear for one fleeting moment
- >Dash started to catch on her own breath as the pace became too much for her lithe form to handle
- >She noticed your hand slide beneath her head and lift it slowly towards your face
- > “A-anon, I-I’m going to-!”
- >You silenced her with a quick kiss before pulling away for one moment of pure clarity of mind and body
- “I know Dash, I know”
- >As the words left your lips a cascade of bliss flowed through both of your bodies like a tidal wave
- >A crescendo of noise and twitches from both of your bodies became shaking pants of hot and moist air
- >The sensation of Dash’s orgasm squeezing tight around your also climaxing dick was nothing short of mind blowing
- >Her very body seemed to try and drain you of every last drop of seed from your body and more
- >You felt as though you wish you could, just to make this feeling last as long as it possibly could
- >A few more jerking thrusts signified that you had been tapped dry and told the rest of your aching body to rest
- >You slid down Dash’s body as you go limp and fall off to her side and land limp to her right
- >You release your rebelling muscles from their obligations of work and let them rest where they lay
- >Dash turns over to face you and scooted further back onto the couch, offering you more room
- >She gave you a heavy breathing and open smile, which you returned in kind
- >She let out a very tired giggle and pulled you closer to her before turning over
- “Dash...what...are you doing?”
- >You panted out the words as, unlike Dash, you were not so ready for the release from pleasure
- > “We’re spooning, idiot. Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do?”
- >You wanted to continue talking but your tired body agreed that the pseudo cuddle was a nice resting place anyway
- >After a long and quiet pause you regain the will over your muscles and your jaw
- >You shift your hand to rest over Dash and pull her onto you and felt her body press against you
- “You know Dash I’ve been wanting to ask you something since the nurse costume”
- >She turns her head to face you but eventually shifts her body under your arm so that she face you
- > “What’s up?”
- “Dash...how long have you been this hot?”
- >You and her share a long nice laugh and she moves to sit up, you do the same so that she can
- >Both of you reach for fresh beers and both of you open them up before taking quick synchronized drinks
- > “Well, I always thought you and other guys thought I was ugly”
- >She took a quick sip of her beer as you pull yours away from your lips
- “With curves like those? You were never ugly Dash. Just...”
- >You try to come up with the word that best suits Dash that wouldn’t be too insulting
- “...manly?”
- >Dash let out a hearty laugh as she reclined with another sip of her beer and crossed her sweat coated legs
- > “Yeah, that sounds about right. Do you really think I’m hot though?”
- >This time it was you who laughed at Dash’s seemingly ridiculous question
- “Fucking hell Dash, you’re the hottest girl I know. You usually just wear such ugly clothes I guess I didn’t see them”
- >Dash squeezes together her breasts and holds up her beer with them as she responds
- > “You mean these old things?”
- “I was talking about your ass too, but that works as well”
- >You both laugh and interrupt them with small drinks of your beers
- >You raise your bottle towards her and motion for Dash to do the same before you speak
- “To your healthy helping of T & A”
- > “Amen to that, dude”
- >You clink the bottles together with a light touch and toss them back as you drink
- Epilogue
- >Be a few months later
- >It’s school time again, and it is also your senior year, so basically the chill year
- >Class was over for the day and you began the walk to the bus
- >As you walk towards the yellow beast before you, you hear a call from behind you
- > “Hey, anon! Wait up!”
- >You stop amongst the bustle and turn To see Dash running towards you at a hurrying pace
- >A full force blast of blue flesh steam rolls you, almost tossing you to the ground
- > “Gah! I said slow down not fucking stop, dumbass”
- >You balance your self and return to walking towards the bus now with Rainbow also in tow
- “So, we still on for tonight?”
- > “Hell yeah man, video game fridays!”
- >You were just playing some co-op games with Dash these past weeks, you guessed Dash just wanted it to be a thing
- >You both sit down on one of the large pleather seats given to students and start talking again
- >The ride home is rather uneventful as you both talk about classes you’re taking and various goings on of the school
- “So Dash, what shall we play first?”
- >She puts her hand to her chin in thought before snapping her fingers as the idea strikes her
- > “We can play some old Halo”
- >You mull over in your head if you had anything better to play before you responded
- “Alright, I got nothing. Sure.”
- >You notice the lack of two cars in your driveways and turn to see Dash has done the same
- >Continuing up the steps to your door you open it up and walk into the empty house
- > “All alone at last?”
- >You could hear her do that stupid fake swoon behind you in the doorway
- >Every time without fail, that same stupid joke
- “You want to play single player co-op or multiplayer?”
- >Dash walks over and plops herself down on the couch as you move over to the console to set up
- > “We should definitely play single player”
- >Well that was rather foreboding as well as said like she was going to kill you or something
- “Why are you so set on single play-”
- Your best bro is Rainbow Dash
- >She can be a real arrogant bitch sometimes but is mostly a cool chick
- >She has some notions of drama and fears, but she can handle them nicely
- >You and her hang out often after school and play video games
- >As you did right now
- >Well, one of you was playing the game at least
- >You shake your legs as you release your cum into Dash’s mouth
- >A few more slow slides over your erection and she removed herself from it, satisfied with the amount of cum
- > “Alright, get up. My turn”
- “Yeah, yeah, just sit down already”
- >You stand and switch places with Rainbow, placing you head between her strong thighs
- >She picks up the controller and continues from where you had left off
- >You began lapping away at Dash’s exposed vagina with your rough tongue
- >Dash was your best bud
- >She also gave some pretty good head
- >And had a smoking hot body
- >Her love of vidya and beer was the same as yours
- >She always swallowed when giving head, and loved to give and receive
- >She was there for you when you felt down
- >You were there for her when she decides to grow a heart, often after a few too many drinks
- >Yep, Dash was your best bud
- >And even though you would have to work hard to find a college the both of you could attend
- >You knew that it would be worth it
- >Because Dash was your best bud with benefits
- >And you wouldn’t want to live without her
- THE END
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