>Twas the night before Christmas day, and there was a frightening amount of creatures stirring
>Dash had invited you out, on Christmas eve for some reason, to go to her place
>At the moment the house was empty except for you and Rainbow
>Both of you and the few vermin, shooed away to other rooms by Dash’s large bat
>Oh, and this 6-pack of blueberry beer
>Since the first time you guys had hooked up, you only had it at special occasions
“Dash, where are your parents anyway?”
>She sat next to you on the couch and sipped her beer before giving you a small shrug
>For any other person you knew this would be alarming
>Good thing it was Dash
>Sort of
“Well, I got to ask, what are the beers for?”
> “Uh, because it’s Christmas?”
“That’s not till tomorrow”
> “Whatever, besides, you’re probably busy tomorrow”
>That was true, you had planned on spending Christmas with your family
>It was the one time of year you literally got rewarded for the time spent there
“Alright, well what was it that you wanted to show me”
>She sits up straighter and finishes her sip on the edge of her seat
> “Dammit, I nearly forgot!”
>Standing up, she moved over to the other side of the small table and looked back to you
> “Wait here and don’t move”
>Cocking an eyebrow you watch Dash breathe out slowly before moving towards another room
>She stops at the door and turns back to you
>You sip a beer while trying to maintain the eye contact
> “Alright, close your eyes”
“Not going to jump out a window are you?”
> “Shut up and do it”
>Rolling them beforehand, you close your eyes and hear Dash move away
>While you wait, you take a couple more drinks from your bottle before it was empty
>You could swear that you heard Dash doing something back there
>The way she was being so secretive made you suspect the worst
>Dash, being an awful prankster, might be getting some sort of acme product for your
 
>In the other room you hear Dash grunt as she struggled with something
>It might be a catapult
>Or, it could be Dash masterbating
>Dammit, this was the worst possible time to have sexy thoughts
>You had to be on guard for anything
>After a few moments of tense silence, you hear footsteps
> “Don’t open your eyes yet”
>Dash seemed worried, a totally unrealistic character trait
>She must have something very twitchy to handle in store
“Can you tell me what it is?”
> “It’s a surprise, idiot, why would I tell you?”
>Dash was not very good at keeping secrets, except for her pranks
>You heard her move closer to you
>A sweat began to grow on your cool face
> “Alright...open them up”
>You open one eye very quick to scope out the scene for traps
>Instead, all you got was a blur of red and teal
>Wait, what could Dash be showing you that was both teal and red?
>It was a Christmas miracle, that’s what
>Before you, Dash stood clothed in a very revealing Christmas themed outfit
>A short red shirt made of some velvet like material hung over her chest tightly
>Her naked curve could be traced as the fabric stopped just short of where her breasts ended
>The shirt must have been made for a smaller chested girl, as it showed a fair amount of under cleavage
>The clothes showed off her muscular torso, the abs not being covered at all
>The skirt was tight and small, made of the same stuff the shirt was made of
>It had a small cotton frill at the end of it which traced horizontally along her toned thighs
>An odd feature of the skirt was the small cut at it’s top
>A triangular piece of it had been removed and revealed what looked like a small thong
>It was red and white striped, keeping to the Christmas them, and seemed to barely cover anything
>Dash shifted her pose as you admired the outfit before you
>She also wore a small santa hat, though it was far from important to the rest
>You blink a couple of times before Dash turns around in front of your
 
>The look of smugness on her face made you wish you could retort
>What happened next, however, seemed to disarm all objections to her attitude
>First, she raised her hands high over her head and arched her back away from you
>Next, she bent over till her fingers brushed the carpeted floor
>The underwear she had on was, as you had guessed, a red thong
>A majority of the cloth was lost between the folds of Dash’s ass
>The skirt covered only a small portion of the thong’s back, letting it ride above it’s top trim
>Dash’s toned ass stuck out at you and seemed to pull you in
>You felt the need to say something, but nothing intelligent enough came to mind
>She stood up again and placed a hand on her right hip
>A triumphant look was on her face as she turned around to gloat
>Dash was an arrogant person, but you had to admit she could pull it off
> “So, like the look?”
>You stare into her overly cocky magenta eyes with awe filling yours
>In secret, you felt the smugness from Dash was a bit nauseating as her head inflated
“Holy shit Dash”
>Obviously you’d had a little too much to drink already if you thought that was a response
>Dash seemed pleased with it however and strode towards you
> “Well, ready for the next one?”
>And out comes Macbeth’s dagger to your heart
>The twist was coming, the dress was bait for the trap
>Honestly, you were trying to be paranoid but two large breasts needed your attention more
>Dash leaned forward, giving you quite the view of where they hugged close together
> “Anon, you there?”
“You expect me to answer with those things in my face?”
>She laughed a knowing laugh to mock you
>Rainbow hair, in technicolor strands, fell down and framed the large bust before you
> “Anon, we’ve got two gifts to go through, just chill and let me do my thing”
“Dash you play soccer. Your ‘thing’ is kicking balls”
 
> “You’re not into that are you?”
>That statement made you snap away from the large bust to look Dash in the eyes
>A large grin was plastered on her face as she straightened up again
>Picking up her foot, she placed it lightly onto your crotch
> “You sure?”
>Very carefully, you eyed her back and spoke slowly to her
“Dash, do you plan to prank me today?”
> “What? No dude, this is a sexy day. I was feeling like sex so I bought this thing”
>She snapped the string of her thong before looking back to you
>Taking her foot away, she placed it back on the ground
> “Alright, I’ve been horny all day can you just shut up and play along already?”
“How is it my fault that YOU were horny all day? I wasn’t”
> “Do you want the gifts or not? Ten seconds”
“Dash-”
> “Ten, nine, eight..”
“Alright, alright, fuck it, I’ll play along”
> “Finally, god. Fuck, I lost my momentum, hold on”
>She stands up and throws her hair back behind her shoulders
>You reach for a beer as she does the same
>Both of you share a couple of bravery sips before Dash sets her down
> “Okay, now, where was I?”
“Something something like the look”
> “Right right right, okay.”
>She resumes her earlier pose, albeit it was more comical now
>Walking towards you she begins to slow down till her movements were miniscule
>Leaning forward, she places a finger on your chest
>Pushing you back against the couch she gets one knee on the couch
>As the other knee gets onto it, she lets her thighs rest a little on yours as she straddles you
>Dash was a bit shorter than you, so she had to straighten up to get her chest to your face
>Small, practised breaths made the teal breasts almost sway, putting you in a trance
>Her left hand was above you shoulder, helping her stay balanced over you
>The right hand went to your cheek and you felt her soft hand glide over your jawline
 
>After reaching it’s end, they continued up through your hair and to the back of your head
>There, they gripped the hair and pulled you into her chest
>At first you were shocked by the rough handling, but soon could care less
>The warmth of her chest swept over your face, warming it quite nicely
>As she let you rest there, she pet the back of your hair, her small hands pressing you further in
>Eventually, she pulls you away, slower and gentler this time
> “Okay, ready for your second gift?”
“Of course”
>She smiles that same cocky grin, a fire lighting up in her eyes
> “Now close your eyes”
>Rolling them once more, you do so and wait for her
>She grabs the bottom of your t-shirt and pulls up on it
>Lifting your arms, she manages to get it completely off of your chest
>You felt a little exposed, it was the middle of december
>Given what Dash was wearing however, you could hardly complain
>Your brief worry over getting cold was subsided as Dash put a finger on your lips
> “Now, just let me do my work”
“Seriously?”
> “Shut up so I can focus. Better?”
>You stop talking and let her finger pull downwards onto your chin
>The finger traces it’s way down from the tip of your chin down your throat to your chest
>A small wave of chills crawls over your skin in the wake of the small fingertip’s path
>You start to breath a little faster as your heartbeat rises in it’s tempo
>As you hear Dash lick her lips in the quiet room, you also hear the sound of blood rushing in your ear
>The silence added some tension to the finger’s journey as it reached your navel
>She traced it slowly with a small circle before continuing downward
>Eventually, she reached your pant line before taking the finger away
>Just when you thought she was moving to somewhere else you felt her whole hand
>Place right over your unnoticed erection
>It seems that with all of this teasing, your lower half had decided to join in
 
> “Now how long has this been here?”
“Your guess is as good as mine. I’ve been a bit distracted”
>She laughs and gives it a good couple squeezes from above the fabric
>Then she seems to try and measure out the length of your engorged member
> “You know, I always wondered how you hide a dick”
“It’s mostly just luck and circumstance”
> “God damn dude, hold on”
>She busily works on your button and fly for some few seconds
>After she gets through them both she reveals your underwear
>Quickly, she snatches up your length and pulls it free from it’s cloth housing
>She takes it into her hand and toys with it for a bit, holding it all the while
> “Just...damn, how do you not play with this thing all the time”
“Believe me, if I could, I would”
>From the sound of it, Dash seemed to be utterly baffled by your erection
> “Crap, gotta get back on track”
>Letting go of your member, she let it fall up towards your stomach
>You feel Dash shift off of the couch completely and get on the floor
>A weight bears down on your thighs and you feel Dash put her hands on your legs
> “Anon, open your eyes”
>Blinking them open, you let the blurriness subside before looking down
>Her breasts were resting on your legs, pushing them up even more
>From this angle, it was made even clearer that Dash lack a bra at the moment
>All that stood from her chest’s exposure was that small red shirt
>She looked up to you with pursed lips from her place between your legs
> “So, anon, hand...”
>Her hand moved to your erection once again and slowly stroked it as she paused
>Slowing it down she moves her face closer to it, letting hot breaths flow over it’s tip
>Clumps of hair were barely touching your legs, raising the skin there and adding to the teasing
> “...Or maybe you prefer mouth?”
>The tip of her tongue slides out between her now pursed lips
>She brings it in close till it’s barely touching it, her nose breathing of it’s head
 
>A grin comes over her face and she almost retracts the tongue
>Instead, she closes her eyes and quickly drops down to your testicles
>Touching her tongue to the base of your shaft, she drags the tongue upward
>Every inch summons up goosebumps along your arms and raises the hairs there
>Slowly, her tongue reaches the tip and she gives your head a flick
>After the flick, she moved back and gave the head a quick and small kiss
>Pulling back she gives you a large, ego fueled grin
“It’s a bit leading isn’t it?”
> “Maybe, go ahead and choose”
>She rests her head on your thigh, letting soft hair falling over your leg
“Well, I’d like to say mouth-”
>Dash moves her mouth to your shaft once more
>Before she makes it however you stop her ead with your hand
“But now I’m thinking hand”
> “Hand? What’re you, stupid?”
“Maybe I wanted to return the favor, did you think of that?”
>She squints at you for a second before she understands
> “Hell Anon, you don’t need to be a wuss, just switch when we’re done”
“So like after every sports game you lose?”
>She squeezes your member rather hard and glares at you
> “I like to work off my stress, is that so wrong?”
“Jeez, it’s fine just ease up on the grip!”
>Letting go she folds her arms underneath her small shirt and frowns
> “Sorry, it’s just that I didn’t run one out for a couple of days now”
>She eyes your junk with wide, magenta eyes longingly
“Well, working out your stress through blowjobs and sex is cool with me”
> “Yeah, I am pretty damn good at them”
>Moving her hand back to your shaft, a little gentler now, she starts stroking
> “So, mouth then?”
“Sounds great”
> “Fucking finally, been waiting for this crap”
>Lowering her head down to your tip, she stops and glares up at you
> “Oh, and if you cum early or fall asleep? I swear I’ll break your face”
 
>Following this, she began sucking on the head of your erection
>Her tongue lapped at it inside of her mouth, dancing across it’s seam
>Pulling her head up, she quickly strokes your head as she licks her lips
>She cracks her neck and then returns to your shaft, removing her hand the instant before
>Going an inch or two further than the head, she continues to bob up and down
>Her tongue spirals around like a soft coil with each stroke
>With each movement, small streams of hot air blow over your groin from her nose
>You let your head loll back against the back of the couch in bliss
>Starting feel your breath come in short bursts, a sudden sensation below you makes you jump
>Dash had taken her hand that didn’t grab at the base of your shaft away from your leg
>She had then evidently taken off her hat before starting to massage your balls
>Lowering her head over more than half of your length, she looks up to you
>Her large eyes stare into yours in an almost hypnotic way as she drains you of stamina
>Squinting her eyes, she takes on a somehow more attractive look to her face
>Taking more and more of you into her mouth, she starts to struggle with effort
>Your engorged member throbs inside of her throat with eager determination
>Suddenly, all of the things Dash was doing hit some perfect harmony
>With each stroke, she rubbed the base of your shaft and massaged your balls
>The pattern built in speed till it was at a healthy clip
>A force pushes against your gut and signals your imminent ejaculation
“Uh, Dash, I’m gonna-”
> “Okay, here, finish in my mouth”
>She had lifted her head in response to your information before retuning
>A deep breath presses the side of her breasts to your spread legs
>With a quick movement, she deep throats your entire length down to the hilt
>Her small nose bristles against the skin they're, making you twitch as her breath fell over it
>Dash’s tongues shifts inside of her mouth as she tries to accommodate your girth
 
>Finally, you grab a handful of Rainbow hair and force Dash’s head close to you
>The pressure flies through your twitching erection as you cum
>Ropes of semen fly directly into Dash’s mouth as she swallows them with practised timing
>As you finish, Dash massages your balls further to drain you of every last drop
>Sucking on the tip, she finds that the erection had been tapped out
>Pulling away, she licks her lips and grins, pleased with her own expertise
> “Like the gift?”
“Best one so far”
> “Well, there’s still time you know”
>She raises her eyebrows suggestively a few times, making you sigh deeply
“Yeah yeah, I get it. Just get on the couch already”
> “What? You’re not even going to pretend to be coy?”
“Dash, we do this every Saturday. Well, maybe not with the Christmas themed outfits, but still”
> “Oh, you want to stop?”
“No, obviously”
>She pouted and looked away, ironically making her look rather cute
“Holy shit, just sit on the couch for your turn already”
> “Good, now stop being an ass every five damn seconds”
>Your eyes were beginning to hurt after all of this rolling they were doing today
>On your knees, you look back to Dash who sat with her legs crossed
>The small mini skirt was still on her, though it wasn’t hiding much at this angle
>Her rather slender legs hid all that that skirt was meant to, to your disappointment
“Care to spread your legs?”
> “Convince me. You were being an ass for me, so I’m returning the kindness
>Sometimes, it was true suffering being a smart ass
“Dash, please open your legs”
> “Describe what you’ll do. I want to know your not an idiot at this stuff”
“I’ve done it with you a hundred times before. Is that proof enough?”
> “Maybe. Just describe it”
>You think for the right words that don’t make you sound like a twelve year old
>As you do so, you notice dash’s other hand resting on her leg
 
“Here, let me show you”
>Taking her hand, you separate her pointer and middle fingers
>Holding them apart with your thumb, you massage the bridge with your index finger
>You then drag your tongue up from the base of her middle finger to it’s tip
>Repeating this step for her index finger, you carefully rub the finger joints from both ends
>Pulling your tongue back into your mouth, you lower Dash’s hand away
>Her face was flush and her eyes were wide with shock
“Now?”
> “You better not have been exaggerating there”
>She uncrosses her legs, revealing the small plate of cloth resting on her groin
>A thin string rested between the lips of Dash’s vagina
>Moving your head between her legs, you touch your hand onto her crotch
>There, you reached down with your thumb and followed the string down to her lips
>Your thumb met with the top of her vagina and moved the string away from where it rested
>As you lower your head closer, you also rub her clit with your now free thumb
>Starting at it’s bottom, you lick upwards with a slow yet strong pressure
>After you reach to the top, you move your thumb to give her clitoris a few flicks
>You move back down this time zig-zag your way up, tugging at her hood each time
>Dash moaned and panted as you ate her out, her legs squeezing against you
>Suddenly, Dash grabs the back of your head and forces you deep into her pussy
>The scent of her juices fills your nose as the taste covers your tongue
>It was a sweet, familiar sensation and made you close your eyes to savor it
>From your forced position, your thumb manages to continue it’s rubbing
>Your breaths become quick jets of steamy air which shoot from your nostrils
>Dash, grabs a fistfull of your hair and tugs while pushing you further in
 
>Her panting and moaning reached a higher and higher pitch
>As she reached her climax, her voice sounded almost musical with passion
> “F-fuck, I-I’m-!”
>She was cut off by a sudden gasp as juices gush out of her signaling her orgasm
>Her legs twitched next to your head and her grip slacked after a few seconds
>The moaning left her but she continued to pant in a slumped state
>You lapped up the rest of her cum, albeit replacing some of it with your own saliva
>Returning to a kneeling position, you wiped your mouth with your left hand
>After cleaning your face off, you let out a refreshed sigh and stood up
>The excitement of Dash’s ecstasy had given rise to your once limp member
> “Crap, you’re already hard?”
“Well yeah, you cumming does that”
> “Well...just let me rest a sec, alright?”
>Sighing, you sit down next to Dash and notice how she had a cold sweat already
>Dash was slouched back against the couch, her hands limp beside her
>Placing your hand on her thigh, Dash turns to look at you somewhat lazily
“Just chill for a bit, I’ll do the work”
>Dash sighed in response and let her head fall back, making her chest jiggle slightly
>The swaying motion gave you an idea of what to do next
>Reaching over to the center of Dash’s tight shirt, you stick your hand up under the cloth
>There was no bra and you groped at bare flesh
>Her nipples were hard from the earlier orgasm and had a warm feeling to them
>Dash must have been rubbing them while you were eating her out
>Pulling down at one side of the shirt, you lifted it to reveal her right breast
>After showing one, you moved to the other, letting the shirt rest over both of them
>Getting up, it was you this time that moved to straddle Rainbow Dash
>Her eyes were wide and her breaths became smaller as you moved in close to her
>You could feel her breasts push against your stomach as she breathed
>A smile spreads over your face as you move one hand over to her left breasts
 
>Taking your thumb and pointer finger, you gently pinch at her nipple
>Dash let’s her head fall back and coos slightly as you pinch and pull at it
>Bending down a little, you move for Dash’s exposed neck and start kissing her
>She pants as you tease her tired body with care
>Pulling away from her neck you look into her hungry eyes
“Ready now?”
> “Just...please fuck me already”
“You sure? Christmas isn’t till tomorrow-”
> “If you don’t stick that dick in me I’m gonna take it”
“Alright, Miss impatient”
>Moving her legs apart even more, you lift them up close to her chest
>Dash, being an athlete, had a remarkably flexible and resilient body
>Which you attempted to put into good use right about now
>Lining up your erection to her vagina you pause and look her in the eyes
>You watch her expression fill with bliss as you enter her slowly
>With the speed you were going in, you made sure both of you felt every last inch of it
“Been waiting for this one, huh?”
> “Like you wouldn’t believe”
>You reach near the hilt of your shaft and stop, beginning to go back at a faster pace
>The urge to start speeding up came to your mind, but you subdued it
>For now, at least
>Dash wrapped her arms around your neck and pulled herself closer to you
>Her large bosom presses against you, further goading on your primal urge
>After reaching the bottom of your tip, you let the passion overcome you
>Had Dash been any other girl, you would have waited and built up the pace
>But you knew that when Dash was horny, she could take it
>Or rather, loved taking it as fast and hard as possible
>You pulse your hips with a vigorous pace, making Dash moan in skips
>Her hair shook and rattled behind her like a technicolor rainbow
 
>The smell of her juices as well as the heat from her body mixed in the air
>It smelled wonderful to your animalistic mind, as it was the fragrance of her pleasure
>Each thrust made her limbs squeeze against you, her small frame tugging at yours
>Soon, her legs unbent from the repeated blows and wrapped around your back
>It was almost as if she was keeping you from leaving
>Like there was anywhere else you wanted to be more than inside of her
>Her legs pull against your opposing motions as she tries to hold you inside of her
>You squeeze her right breast and hold her close to you with your hands
>The muscles in your legs and back start to burn and rebel
>Silencing their outcries, you continue to pound against Dash’s firm ass
>Your erection throbbed in anticipation as Dash’s pussy created more and more lubricant
> “Yes, oh god, harder!”
>Dash very rarely spoke out during sex, usually choosing to moan or gasp
>She must have really been aching for it if she was screaming like that
>Dash’s pleading was answered unconsciously by your hips as you pound harder
>The once azure blue ass was becoming red, and surely sore, from the repeated blows
>Her voice became strained as every part of her mind submitted to utter bliss
>You too were lost as your breath became grunts of exertion with each strong thrust
>Dash’s body fell in succession to her mind, pulling with their every strength against you
>She was strong, so the force of her constriction weighed heavy against you
>It might have even stopped you, were you not fueled by mindless lust at this point
>Normally dormant strength rose at your call and you pulsed in and out with renewed vigor
>By now, Dash had cum enough to make you lose count
>The contractions of her vagina sometimes coming in rapid succession of each other
>Your lower region was thoroughly coated in her cum, aiding begetting only more of the stuff
 
>Now, however, it was your turn as the familiar pressure rose inside of you
>Wanting to finish in style, you gathered up some more strength
>Dash’s head was flung behind her, several shaking droplets of sweat on it’s surface
>Her tongue was sticking out and a smile was plastered on her stress relieved visage
“Dash...I’m gonna-”
>Her head snaps up to yours, a desperation and fire in her large magenta eyes
> “Please, cum inside me”
>Well, when asked as nicely as that, how could you refuse?
>With a few more thrusts the pressure built and built until it hurt your gut
>One last one, deeper than the others before it, and you finished at last
>It was like before, but a larger load as this one had more foreplay to it
>Dash’s pussy contracted around your shaft, trying to drain you of every last drop
>Thick ropes of cum blasted inside of Dash, mixing with her own juices
>Your erection twitched inside of her as it let volley after volley free inside of her
>Hot breaths left both of you as you both stayed entangled in each others bodies
>Eventually, after all the cum had been drained from your member, Dash let go
>The tiredness came to her first, her grip on you no longer needed as she had what she wanted
>After Dash fell to the couch, you collapsed on top of her, a fire burning in your protesting limbs
>Even so, with the pain and promise of a sore body for Christmas, it was definitely worth it
> “I’d tell you to get off of me, but I’m too tired to care”
“I’m too tired to move anyhow”
 
“I’m too tired to move anyhow”
> “Anon?”
“Yeah?”
> “That was fucking amazing, but I’m not sure if I’ll be able to walk tomorrow. You ass”
“It’s your fault for having that as you got, not mine. How can a guy resist going all out?”
> “Sorry about me being an amazing lay”
“And so modest too”
>You roll off of her onto the seat next to her, both of you still too tired to get up
> “Oh shut up. Like you could live without me”
“I can take care of my needs better than you can, apparently”
> “What was that? You said you didn’t want birthday anal?”
“...Bullshit”
>You turn to look at her as she does the same, a large grin emblazoned on her face
> “Want to bet?”
“Dash, you’re great at blowjobs and sex, don’t try and push your luck”
>God damn, why were you even goading her on right now?
> “Oh, so you doubt that I can do it?”
“Well, yeah, sort of”
>What the fuck were you doing, trying to get her to kill you?
> “Oh it is on motherfucker”
>Dash, finding renewed strength in the challenge sat up
> “Hurry up and get hard dickhead. I’m gonna show you who’s better at screwing!”
“Dash, as much as I’d like too, I can’t right now”
>She frowns and taps her feet, her outfit still out of place from the sex
> “I can wait”
>She taps her foot with increasing tempo, staring at your junk the whole time
“Dash, I know that you can’t”
> “Fine! I’ll do it myself!”
>She storms off and comes back with a large dildo only to stop when she sees you smile
“Just kidding Dash”
>She drops her arm before folding it back up under her chest and staring at you
> “You asshole. Making me get all riled up like that”
“Yeah, but you make it too much fun”
>Dash moves over to you and starts stroking your erection, which you somehow worked up
>It was a real Christmas miracle, if there ever was one
> “So, enjoy your presents?”
“Best I’ve ever gotten”
> “Just wait till next year”
>Both of you couldn’t wait
>No, you really couldn’t, as you both started at it once again
 
THE END