Firing up Vinyl (Unfinished)

Firing up Vinyl.

 

"You ready for the party tomorrow Vinyl?"

 

"You betcha Spitty, I just got some wubtastic new speakers for the stage. They're like 50 times better than these old things!"

 

>Vinyl lightly kicked the small dusty speakers sitting on the stage of the school hall. One of them was badly worn, chips and scratches covered the top and sides.

>She walks over to her turntables and turns them on.

>Loud dubstep like music blasts from the speaker, making the whole stage shake and vibrate.

>Vinyl darts over to one of the speakers and straddles it.

 

"Whooo! Come over here and try this Spitty! It feels awesome!"

 

"I bet that's the best sex toy you've ever tried Scratch!"

 

>Spitfire laughs and jumps up onto adjacent speaker.

>The vibrations hit her instantly, travelling through her legs and up the base of her spine.

>The vibrations reach her pussy, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body.

>She nearly doubles over from pleasure, and stifles a moan .

>Next to her, the DJ laughs and rocks wildly on her vibrating throne.

>Spitfire feels a hint of wetness on her panties.

 

>Celestia walks in. Like a boss.

>Spitfire leaps off the speaker faster than Dash getting wet on a coach.

 

"You ready for the party tomorrow Vinyl?"

 

"You betcha Spitty, I just got some wubtastic new speakers for the stage. They're like 50 times better than these old things!"

 

>Vinyl lightly kicked the small dusty speakers sitting on the stage of the school hall. One of them was badly worn, chips and scratches covered the top and sides.

>She walks over to her turntables and turns them on.

>Loud dubstep like music blasts from the speaker, making the whole stage shake and vibrate.

>Vinyl darts over to one of the speakers and straddles it.

 

"Whooo! Come over here and try this Spitty! It feels awesome!"

 

"I bet that's the best sex toy you've ever tried Scratch!"

 

>Spitfire laughs and jumps up onto adjacent speaker.

>The vibrations hit her instantly, travelling through her legs and up the base of her spine.

>The vibrations reach her pussy, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body.

>She nearly doubles over from pleasure, and stifles a moan .

>Next to her, the DJ laughs and rocks wildly on her vibrating throne.

>Spitfire feels a hint of wetness on her panties.

 

>Celestia walks in. Like a boss.

>Spitfire leaps off the speaker faster than Dash getting wet on a coach.

 

"Is everything ready for tomorrow night girls?"

 

"Yes ma'am, just testing the speaker's ready for tomorrow."

 

>A little smile played across Celestia's lips. She may have been the principal, but she didn't mind a bit of silly antics.

 

"Good, if there's any problems, please don't hesitate to tell me or vice principal Luna."

 

>Scratch and Spitfire answer at the same time, and resume their task of 'testing the equipment'.

 

"Ya know, this speaker could get me moist anytime!"

 

>Vinyl laughed and pretends to moan as if riding a vibrator.

>Vinyl and Spitfire always made lewd jokes like this. They'd done it ever since they met.

>Best friend's since the beginning, they'd had some crazy little adventures together.

 

"Hey Spitty, this reminds me of the time I bought that dildo for your birthday, hehehe."

 

"That wasn't even funny then, my parents found it and questioned me all night!"

 

"That made it even funnier! Haha, we did have a fun time with it though."

 

>Vinyl winked at Spitfire and grinned seductively.

 

"We were drunk at the time though Vinyl, I didn't know what I was getting myself into!"

 

"You certainly weren't complaining about it hahaha!"

 

>Spitfire gave Vinyl the moodiest glare she could muster, which wasn't a very big one since she could never get mad at her for playing around.

It's what made them such good friends in the first place.

 

"Well I'm getting off, I've got noobs to train, slow noobs."

 

"That snails fella again?"

 

"Yep. I swear he gets slower everyday. Just yesterday I caught him putting his shoes on the wrong feet."

 

"Hehe, he's always been retarded like that. I'll see ya later then, or tomorrow."

 

"Will do, see ya Scratch!"

 

"Later Spitty!"

 

 

"Alright you lot, get moving! Snips! Snails! Move it!

 

>The dumb pair bolt upright and run to to join the rest of the line, stumbling and falling over each other in the process.

 

"Nice going Snails!"

 

"You made me trip!"

 

"ENOUGH! Move! Now!"

 

>Everyone jumped at the sound of their trainers voice.

>Spitfire closed her eyes and rubbed her temples.

>Only half an hour left, she thought, relishing the feeling of going home to relax.

 

"Alright you lot. I want you to get into your pairs, attacking players on the left, defenders on the right. Attackers need to try and get past the defenders.

Defenders need to stop them from getting past. Is that clear?!"

 

>A resounding yes went through the ranks, as they all got into position.

>Nearly done Spitfire, nearly done she thought.

 

>The bell rang out across the field, signalling the end of the school day.

>Immediately the class ran to the changing rooms, thought's of getting home for relaxation flooding their minds.

>Spitfire was just happy to be rid of those lot.

>She walked into the changing rooms, glad to see everyone had already gone.

>She stripped off and jumped into one of the showers, the hot water washing away her daily troubles.

>She opened up her shower gel and squeezed some onto her hand.

>She massaged the gel into her chest, rubbing her moist breasts and squeezing out the stress of the day from her muscles.