Chapter 6 The Fappening
>You are Anon.
>And if you could not feel prouder of Vinyl!
>She astounded the crowd and amazed you with her music picks.
>The way she would get down from the upper stage and dance with the general public was unique, and the strobe lights was special in its own way.
>After you two got done tearing up the dance floor, much to the entertainment of the crowd, you two went back to the bar and you mixed up the two of you some drinks.
>The music was quieter now that the auto picking system you set up was activated, so you didn’t have to scream over the music.
“You want another double of whiskey?”
>She nods and you pull out a glass, some ice and the Appaloosan whiskey and whip her up her drink.
>You pass her the drink and get to work on your own.
>You had a specific drink you were going to mix, a favorite from back home.
>The Long Island Iced Tea…   
>They had only recently worked out how to make carbonated beverages based on information you gave them so they gave you some basic cola to work with for your efforts.
>It was no coka-cola, but you could make due.
>You prepped the drink and, in a few moments, it was ready.
Vinyl watched you the whole time and seemed to be pretty impressed with how quickly and expertly you mixed the drink.
>Your mother, Jane Doe, had been a popular Barista, and had taught you as many tricks as she could, saying, “These things are worth knowing, people are more open to the person pouring their drinks than to their own partners!”
>So far her advice had never led you wrong.
>Vinyl waved you over to you and asked, “What kind of drink is that?
“It’s a popular drink from back home; it’s called a Long Island Iced Tea.
>”What’s long island?”
“It’s just another way of saying Manhattan.”
>She looks at you quizzically, “You mean Manehattan?”
“It’s Manhattan back home!”
>She nods her head and asks, “Can I have a sip of that?’
>She had already had a few drinks, but what was the harm in a sip?
>You pass her the drink and she magicks it up to her face for a drink.
 
>She took a draught, drinking a little less than half and passes it back to you.
>”Wow, that is really good, you have to mix me up one of those!”
>You were mildly concerned at this point.
>You could tell she was no light weight, she had consumed enough to put most ponies under the table, but she was starting to act recklessly.
>While you had mixed your drink you saw her steal another pony’s drink while their backs were turned, and give one of her new fans a kiss right on the mouth.
>Right after this she gave him a huge slap on the flank and told him he “Just wasn’t her type”
>The poor guy walked away, obviously disappointed, he probably had thought it was his chance to get lucky.
“I don’t know Vinyl, maybe you should take a break and relax… just enjoy tonight’s victory!
>You see her pause to consider it and reply, “Yeah, your right, we should celebrate! Let’s go chill upstairs!”
>You chug the rest of your drink, and agree,
“Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. Let’s head up!”
>Vinyl gives you a sly smile and heads over to the stairs.
>You were unsure as to why she was acting this was, but you were not going to argue with it… plus you were kinda drink too… so many mares trying to buy you drinks to butter you up, but you had eyes for one mare in particular… and she had stolen half your drink.
>You make your way out from behind the bar and ask the other bartender,
“You mind watching the bar for the rest of the night?”
>He looks at you and glances at the waiting Vinyl at the bottom of the stairs and replies with a grin, “Sure thing boss, go have fun!”
>You knew what he meant but you doubt it would go down like that… probably.
>Not that you would mind if it did, you were too chicken shit to openly ask, but if it came down to it, you thought as you walked over to Vinyl, you would happily drop your pants for her.
>She lets you lead her up to the apartment and you unlock the door and walk in.
>The room was dark, but Vinyl just strolled in and plopped on your couch.
>You followed hesitantly and sat next to her on the couch.
>Things were about to get interesting…
>You were Vinyl
>And you weren’t exactly sure why you were here with Anon…
>You had to admit, it seemed so clear while you were at the bar, you were gonna fuck him ‘till he couldn’t stand straight, but now you weren’t sure if that was a good idea.
>You had only just remembered when he pulled out the keys that he was your boss.
>Was there a law against boss and underlings getting together?
>Anon was looking at you with obvious interest in his eyes.
>He was not good at keeping his desires a secret.
>You had known pretty early on he was interested in you.
>Ever since you had used him as a pillow on the train, every time he looked at you, you could practically FEEL the desire pouring from his eyes.
>And to tell the truth, you kinda wanted him too.
>He was much kinder than anypony else you had met, and he was surprisingly easy on the eyes for somepony who wasn’t even a pony!
> “So, how are you feeling after your first big performance?”
>He was making small talk… this should be interesting…
>Maybe you could do some creative small talk and get him to start… that would make you feel better about fucking your boss.
“Oh it was amazing, what did you think of my dance moves?”
>He shuffled in his seat, a mild blush appearing on his face.
>Your dance moves had often been described as, “provocative”.
>”You looked good, it seemed like you were having a lot of fun!”
>Oh he was trying to deflect, now you were getting somewhere.
>Almost to the good part just a little more patience.
“Oh I had lots of fun… I saw you checking me out from behind the bar…”
>His blush was growing, and you could see he was trying to avoid your gaze.
>”Uh, yeah… just couldn’t help but watch my new DJ work her magic hehe.”
>He was close, you could tell he wanted to say something, but was too scared to go for it.
>Time to give him some courage.
>You scoot over and throw your left hoof around his side and gesture with your right hoof,
“With this show, your club will be on the map of Canterlot’s nightlife forever, and it’s all thanks to you!”
>He looks genuinely surprised before replying, “Me… but what did I do?”
>Time to set the bait.
“If you hadn’t hired me, tonight would have been just a regular night and I would still be scraping by in Ponyville… it’s all thanks to you ya stallion!
>He gives you his trademarked smirk and scoots closer to you and puts his hand in your mane.
>”Maybe so, but it was your talent that made me find you in the first place!”
>He started petting you and, honestly, it was the best feeling ever.
>His hand was so dexterous, it found all of your little sweet spots on your head… it’s like he had known them all along.
>Even the small spot just behind your left ear.
>This guy was almost as good as you were.
>You take off your shades and levitate them over to the table.
>He turns to face you and you give him a long look.
>Before you knew it, the two of you were closing the gap fast and were kissing passionately.
>You were going to be the one in charge of this, and used your tongue to part his lips.
>His facial structure was different than yours, but that mattered little to you… you had made out with a griffon once.
>Your tongue wrestled with his for a little bit, yours was larger than his but his was surprisingly stronger.
>When you two finally came up to breathe, he was as red as a tomato and you could feel your body, and marehood, burning with heat.
>You glance down and see that Anon is raring to go as well.
>You saw that his poor pants were struggling to contain his raging boner.
“Looks like our kissing fest awoke the beast.”
>You said with a giggle, best to keep him wanting more.
>He looked at you like you were on a dinner plate and he hadn’t eaten in weeks before pulling you in for another round of tongue wrestling.
>This time though, he was making all the aggressive moves.
>It was like he was everywhere at once.
>He had pulled you into his lap and his left hand was in your mane, his right hand was on your flank near you cutie mark.
>The way he was gripping you made you feel like you were desperate for a good fucking.
>You liked this… a lot more than you thought you would.
>He pulled away from you and pulled off his shirt, revealing a nicely toned chest.
>You immediately went and nipped at his nipple, eliciting a small yelp from Anon that made you feel all kinds of naughty.
>He looked stunned for a moment, then gave you the smirk… and smacked your flank with his right hand.
“AHHHH!”
>You couldn’t help it, you had to give off a little shout.
>Nopony else had ever smacked you like that… you liked the way it felt.
>”Ha, looks like Ms. Vinyl Scratch likes it a little rough…”
>You give him a look that was as sweet as you could make it,
“Oh, you have no idea…”
>You could feel Anon shiver slightly at your words.
>You hop off of him and make your way to his room.
“I’ll be waiting for you… don’t make me wait long…”
>You give him your best lusty tone you could muster.
>The look on his face is pure desire as you close the door.
>Yes… tonight was going to be grand!
 
>You are Anon
>And you are gonna fuck Vinyl Scratch.
>A few months ago if someone told you, “You are going to have sex with a pony.” You would laugh in their face.
>Now here you were, undressing and picking out some good fast paced fucking music for a mare you just met a little over a week ago.
>How the chaste have fallen.
>You prep the song you had in mind (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a-nT14G2V1A) [Embed]
>You were willing to bet the big bits she would like this song.
>You stroll over to your bedroom door with no clothes and only your iPod and speaker as your backup.
>Let’s do this!
>You push open the door and reveal your throbbing erection and excellent taste in music to your waiting mare…
 
>You are Vinyl.
>And Anon just pushed open the doors.
>He stands before you, naked and holding his iPod and speakers
>The device blasts a fast paced song with a beat that you instantly fall in love with
>A smirk spreads across his face as he slowly, agonizingly, walks over to his bed stand and sets down his tech
>You're not ashamed to say you had soaked his bed sheets a little during the wait
>You scoot over to the bed's edge, letting Anon join you
>With your head propped up on the pillows, you lay on your left side, looking at Anon
>Mirroring your position, Anon looks right back at you.
>Glancing down, you see Anon is already at full mast
>Though not as impressive as a few stallions you know, but it's respectable in its own right.
>You look back up to find Anon’s face mere inches away from yours.
>He pulls you in for a surprise kiss that quickly turns into his hands exploring your body.
>Every spot he touches feels like fire; fiercely, his tongue explores your mouth as much as possible.
>You do your best to return the favor.
>Wrapping your tongue around his, your hind leg rubs his piece in anticipation
>Meanwhile, your front hooves wrap around him in a vice grip.
>In response, Anon’s hand drifts behind you
>You feel a rogue finger brush against your vag.
>Instantly, you shiver.
>You feel his lips curling into a smile through your kiss as he goes for a little more than a simple brush.
>With a quick and decisive move, he thrusts three fingers inside you
>You immediately jump, the sensation hitting and spreading through you like a bolt of lightning
>However, your jolt can't exactly take you too far - with those fingers deep within you, his hold upon your insides remains unbroken
>The sensation is nothing short of amazing.
>His fingers do their best to explore every inch of your marehood they can reach
>And you love every second of it.
>You find yourself needing to pull back from his kiss in order to breathe, but your attempt to withdraw only encourages him to push deeper.
>Flipping him onto his back, you climb up onto his chest to allow him better access
>Access which he takes full advantage of
>You're now practically riding his hand; after a few moments, you can feel your first orgasm approaching.
>Seemingly sensing this moment approaching, he pulls his hand out, rolling the two of you over to take top position.
>Somehow, his face is now near you stomach and he starting to drift lower.
>Soon, he's face to face with your marehood, gushing because of the treatment it had gotten moments ago from his hand.
>His hot breath upon your lower lips makes you shiver in ecstasy.
>He lets his tongue drag slowly, almost maddeningly so, across your vag till he finally reaches the clit.
>What he does next can only be described as the greatest feeling you have ever experienced.
>Now swollen to near bursting point, Anon takes his tongue and wraps it around your nub
>Desperately, your hooves do their best to try and find leverage on something - anything - so as to brace yourself for your now-imminent orgasm
>Meanwhile, Anon switches things up, burying his tongue within you to explore your depths.
>You find yourself squeaking with an increased tempo and frequency until the noises from your mouth blend together like a long, high pitched moan.
>Grabbing your flanks with both hands and pulling you close, Anon sends his tongue into you as deep as he can.
>This act tips you over the edge; you cum with a force that rocks your entire body with spasms.
>Anon holds onto you for dear life, lapping up as much of your mare juice as he can while trying to make sure you don’t flop off the bed.
>By the time your body settles down, the bed is soaked through
>Much like poor Anon’s face and hair.
>And yet, when he resurfaces, he's all smiles.
>You're still gasping for air as you see him take position to go for the win.
>When you feel the tip of his member press against you, you take in a deep breath.
>A breath you find yourself immediately releasing as a massive, impassioned scream as he pushes his way in.
>Anon’s dick may not have been enormous, but, right here and now, it's the most incredible thing in the world.
>You find yourself helpless as he pummels your pussy with enough power to put even the most stalwart of stallions to shame.
>His stamina seems to be much more impressive than any other stallion you've ever been with, too, as he pounds into you with a wild fervor.
>You can already feel your body gearing up for another orgasm
>Judging from the look on Anon’s face, you can tell he's a short distance away from his, too.
>He's clearly pumping as fast and as hard as he can and the look on his face is so serious it sends a chill up your spine.
>Suddenly, however, Anon starts slowing down; you immediately call him on it.
“You better finish right where you are!”
>It was hard to get it out because you were gasping so hard; still, he must have gotten the gist because he quickens back up straight away.
>Anon’s breathing goes shallow as he gasps, “Here it comes!”
>Shortly afterward, his load blows within you
>It feels like liquid fire, rocking you to the core as your own orgasm quickly follows, causing your tunnel to clamp down on Anon’s dick.
>The two of you lay there for a moment, a mess of limbs and bodily fluids.
>When the two of you finally settle down from the seizures of pleasure, he pulls out, rolling onto his side before hugging you close to him.
>At that moment, you drift off to sleep, feeling better than you ever had before, laying in his arms.