>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