>Day 633 in Equestria.
>You are Anonymous.
>And you’re working away the afternoon at Sweet apple Acres.
>AJ is in the Southern field today, you and Big Mac in the North.
>While busy hauling away the baskets that Mac filled for you, something is heard in the distance.
>It sounds like someone calling your name.
>It dwells closer and closer by the minute, vaguely you see a blue blob approaching you.
>You know that blob..
>"Anoooooooooooooooooooooooooon!"
>Uh-oh.
>*CRASH*
>Apples, apples everywhere.
>You groan from being knocked to your ass.
"What the hell Rainbow?"
>Opening your eyes you see magenta eyes staring into your own.
>"Oh hehe.. sorry! But hey! I just got tickets to see the Wonderbolts!” she throws her hooves in the air.
"That's neat."
>"I uhh.. have a spare ticket and I was wondering if.."
"I'd go with you?"
>"Yeah!"
"I don't see why not."
>You ruffle her mane.
>"Awesome! Meet me at the train station, Noon this Saturday.. We‘ll be taking the Canterlot Express."
>You both share a brofist.
>She takes off towards town, leaving you to the mess of apples to clean up.
>..Damn it.
>
>
>Saturday afternoon.
>You’ve been standing at the train station for a little while now.
>Looking at your watch, you see that its quarter past noon.
>Rainbro's late.
>That's not like her..
>A few moments pass and you're still waiting.
>Finally you see a rainbow streak roaming though the sky.
>Rainbro lands in front of you, smile never leaving her face.
>“Are you ready to go Anon?”
“Yup, I even took the liberty of getting your train ticket.”
>You pull out the ticket from your pocket and hand it to her.
>Both of you board the train, Canterlot bound.
>The train ride is a good two hours, so it leaves you to your thoughts.
>You ponder on the fact of why rainbro was late this afternoon.
>You look at Rainbow sitting across from you in her seat and speak up.
“Say, Rainbow.. Why were you late this morning? That isn’t like you.”
>“Well.. I had to take care of some things before I came to meet you.”
>She doesn’t make eye contact with you when she says that.
>That doesn’t seem right.
“uh-huh..”
>“What? You don’t believe me?”
>Seems like she took offense to that..
“It’s not normal for my Dashie to be late for brotime.“ you quirk a brow.
>A small tint of pink appears on her cheeks at the mention of the nickname.
>The cyan doesn’t help to hide it.
 
 
>“Look can we just drop it? It’s not a big deal.” she crosses her hooves and looks away from you.
>Yeah.. She’s flustered alright.
>Better not press the subject any further.
“Fine, you win.. Dashie.”
>You give a smug grin.
>This causes her blush to grow a little darker.
>You’ll never know why that always happens when you call her by the nickname you came up with.
>But damn if it isn’t cute when she does it.
>The rest of the train ride goes on without much conversation.
>Dash even managed to fall asleep during the ride.
>Hearing the breaks to the train starting to squeal, you assume that you’re here.
>You can’t help d’aww at the sight in front of you.
>Dash is laying on her back, legs sprawled out, fast asleep.
>Sitting up you walk over to her, poking her side with your finger.
>One of her hind legs twitches.
>You continue the poking process until she finally stirs from her nap.
>“Huh-wha?”
>She sits up yawning, rubbing her eye with a hoof.
“Mornin’ sunshine, we’re here.” you smile.
>She hops out of her seat and stretches before following you out of the train cabin.
“So Rainbow, which way shall we go?”
>“The stadium is that way.”  she points to the sign right next to you.
>Huh.. How did you not see that?
>You shrug it off and start to follow dash down the street.
>Yeah.. You’re definitely heading in the right direction.
>The street is packed with Wonderbolts enthusiast, wearing various baseball caps, shirts, and other merch.
>You and Dash make it to the front gates of the Wonderbolts Stadium and you’d be lying if you weren’t amazed.
>Dash took you to a couple Wonderbolt shows before, but never to their home stadium in Canterlot.
>It kind of looks like the Colosseum in Rome, without all the damage of course.
>While your staring off into space admiring the structure, you fail to realize the hoof poking you in the side.
>“Anon!”
“Oh what? Sorry, I was zoned out.”
>“It’s no biggie, follow me I’ll show you to our seats.. You’re gonna love this!”
>You both head inside the Stadium.
>Rainbro leads you up a series of staircases that run through-out the place.
>Eventually you reach the top of the last staircase, to be met with a long corridor with many doors.
“Uhh.. Rainbow? There isn’t anything here but doors, you sure we went the right way?”
>“Yeah! C’mon!” she flies off.
>Goddamnit..
>What has her so excited?
>You managed to catch up to the ever ecstatic Rainbow Dash.
>She stops and  stands in front of a door marked “V.I.P.”
“Woah! You scored V.I.P Seats?! How in the hell did you manage that?”
>“I have some connections..”
>She gives you a sly grin and wink.
>As if right on cue, the doorknob clicks and the door swings open.
>Standing in front of you is a orange Pegasus with a fiery mane.
>Wait.. That’s..
>RD: “Hey Spitfire!” she gives her a hug.
>You’re not a huge of a fan as Rainbow, but your pretty damn star-struck right now.
>Something tells you this is why she was late this morning.
>Spit: “Hey Dash! Good to see ya again!”
>They break their little greeting and turn attention to you.
>Spit: “So is this the one you were talking about?”
>RD: “Yup! This is Anon.”
“Pleased to meet you Spitfire.” You extend out a hand.
>She meets it with a hoof and shakes accordingly.
>Spit: “So Dash has told me a lot about you!”
“Has she now?” you look towards dash “What has she told you?”
>Dash just gives you a cheesy smile before looking towards Spitfire.
>Spit: “Well she’s told me about how awesome of a guy you are.”
“And?”
>Spitfire grins.
>Spit: “She’s also told me that you’re sooo c-”
>She’s cut off with a hoof in her mouth by the ever flustered Rainbow Dash.
>RD: “Hehehe, hey Anon! let’s go inside?”
>Spitfire was going to say something that dash didn’t want you to hear.
>It’ll pop up again, eventually..
>You’ll just play along for now.
“Sure thing Dashie.” you smile.
>This causes dash to blush and retreat inside, you following behind.
>Spitfire is the last to enter the room, She shakes her head and giggles to herself.
>This is one classy fucking V.I.P room.
>There’s a lounge with comfortable looking couches, seats with an overview of the stadium, shag carpeting, and a mini bar.. With a keg?
>You’re in heaven right now.
>Spitfire takes the liberty to speak up.
>Spit: “So I take it that everything is to your guys liking?”
“Very much so, Did.. you do this just for us?” you point to the surrounding area.
>Spit: “Yeah! Rainbow here is one of my good friends, she saved my life during one of our shows! It‘s the least I could do.”
>You turn your attention to dash.
“You never told me about this, Dash.”
>RD: “Well yeah.. It wasn’t THAT big of a deal..” she replies in her usual cocky demeanor.
>Spit: “Not that big of a deal? Dash if it were up to me you’d be in the Wonderbolts by now!”
>Rainbow is in shock from what Spitfire just said, which doesn’t surprise you seeing as that’s basically her dream.
>She always talked about how she’d make it into the Wonderbolts and you’ve always rooted for her.
>Spitfire looks up at the clock before speaking to the two of you.
>Spit: “Well I’d love to stay and chat, But I have to go get ready for warm-up I’ll see you guys after the show!”
>She leaves you and dash to yourselves.
“So, you gonna tell me about how you saved Spitfires life?”
>RD: “That’s a story for another time Anon, Now hurry up and take your seat! The show’s starting soon!”
“Alright alright Miss demandy pants.” you throw your hands up in defeat.
>RD: “I don’t wear pants, Anon.” she gives you a deadpan look.
>You facepalm.
“It’s a figure of speech, Dash.”
>She shrugs it off and turns her attention to the race track.
>You walk over to the mini-bar and grab a few glasses of cider and a handful of snacks.
>Returning to the seats overlooking the stadium, you pop a squat next to dash offering her a glass of cider.
>She takes it and starts to sip on it, you the same.
>Suddenly the announcer starts to speak to the masses.
>“Ladies and Gentle colts! Welcome to the Wonderbolts Arena!”
>The thunderous sound of the crowd fills the air, that includes yourself and dash.
>“Today we have a special race for you! Spitfire, Soarin, and Fleetfoot fight for the record of fastest time to complete 10 laps!”
>RD: “This is gonna be so awesome!”
>“Now.. Introducing Spitfire! Captain of the Wonderbolts!”
>She makes her way out of the archway entrance that leads into the stadium, waving to the fans and blowing kisses.
>For an instance you could have swore she looked towards you and winked.
>Maybe your mind is playing tricks on you..
>Maybe..
>“Now for our second competitor, Fleetfoot!”
>Fleetfoot shoots out into the field, circling the crowd and waving as she goes, before landing next to Spitfire.
>“And last but not least! Soarin!”
>Soarin makes his way out to the field doing muscle man poses as he makes his way to the other competitors.
>That fucking guy, man..
>You look over to Rainbow, to see that she has the biggest smile on her face.
>She looks up at you and you can’t help but smile with her.
>You love seeing your bro happy, it makes you all warm and fuzzy inside.
>Both of you return your attention to the field to see that the race is just about to begin.
>The 3 wonderbolts have made their way to the starting line, in position, ready to take off.
>“ON YOUR MARKS”
>The three tense up.
>“GET SET”
>Dash is visibly showing her anticipation.
>“GO!”
>They takeoff, bounding around the track at speeds you thought impossible.
>Seems like Spitfire has the lead over the other two, just a little.
>The first lap is complete, only 9 more..
>RD: “C’mon Spits!”
>Soarin breezes by Spitfire, gaining the lead.. Just barely.
>Fleetfoot is close behind the two fighting for the lead.
>Now round off lap 5, Spitfire has a small lead on Fleetfoot who stole the lead on Soarin.
>Fleetfoot and Spitfire are neck and neck now, fighting for top spot.
>You look over to Dash and see that she’s about to fall out of her seat.
>You suppress the urge to laugh.
>Sipping on your cider you turn your attention back to the events below.
>It’s lap 9 and all three wonderbolts are pretty much maintaining the same lead.
>This one’s going to be a photo finish.
>They all cross the finish line and come to a screeching halt looking at the judges booth for confirmation.
>“And the winner with the time of 6:23 and new record holder for the fastest to complete 10 laps is… “
>RD: “C’mon…”
>“Spitfire! Winning by just a hair!”
>The entire stadium makes a thunderous applaud.
>You and Rainbro jump out of your seats cheering.
“Great job Spits!”
>RD: “Yeah! Way to go Spitfire!”
>Rainbow latches onto your chest, hugging you.
>This did take you off guard a little, but you embrace your Dashie anyways.
>She looks into your eyes.
>RD: “Did you SEE Spitfire?! She was all like *Swoosh!*
>She emphasizes this by using her hoofs to make flying motions as she plays out what just happened.
>God that’s cute.
“Hehehe, I saw Dash!
>RD: “Best show ever!”
>She lets go of your chest and floats back down the ground.
>You look down into the field to see that Spitfire is leaving the others.
>Hmm.. Wonder where she’s going..?
>RD: “Hey Anon?”
>You turn your head.
“Yes, Rainbow?”
>RD: “I’ve got a surprise for you!”
“A surprise?”
>RD: “Yeah, follow me over here.”
>She flies over to the set of couches and you follow.
>RD: “Sit.”
>You comply.
>RD: “Now I’m going to have to blindfold you for this, okay?”
“Sure thing.”
>You help her apply the blindfold to your eyes, then you recline back into the couch.
>This shit sure is comfortable.
>Then you hear a knock on the door.
>RD: “Ah, just in time!”
“Huh?”
>You get no reply, you just hear the door being opened, followed by some giggling of sorts.
>Ok, she’s up to something here..
>You sit up.
“Rainbow..”
>RD: “Yesss Anon?”
“What are you doing?”
>Spitfire: “You’ll find out soon enough, Anon.”
>Wait wut? So it was Spitfire at the door?
>Suddenly you feel your arms being grabbed and tied behind your back.
>How their even managing to tie you up is beyond you.
>Something is definitely up.
>Yet.. You’re oddly comfortable with this.
“Do surprises normally end up with me tied up and blindfolded?”  you say in mock tone.
>You blindfold is lifted up momentarily.
>Looking down you see Dash and Spitfire sporting bedroom eyes filled with lust.
“Uhhh.. Hi there.”
>RD & Spit: “Hey there.” they both say in a sensual tone.
“How’s it goi-Mmph~”
>You’re cut off when Dash brings her lips to yours.
>She uses her tongue to explore every inch of your mouth.
>You’re a little taken back by this, but also you can’t help but go with it.
>You try and fight Dashes tongue but you’re easily dominated by hers.
>Dash eventually breaks the kiss, leaving a strand of saliva hanging between the two of you.
>RD: “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to do that..”
“W-what?” you say nervously.
>RD: “Don’t be so dense Anon, I’ve been giving you hints for awhile now..”
>She says as she nuzzles into your neck.
>Hmm.. Come to think of it, she’s right..
>It would explain the random wingboners, the random blushes when you called her Dashie, ..The way she always looks at you.
>Wow.. maybe you are really fucking dense, how could you not have realized this until now?
“You know what.. You’re right Dash, I.. I don’t know why I was so blind that I didn’t see it.”
>She brings her head out from your neck and looks into your eyes with those magenta gems.
>RD: “I’m so happy to hear you say that Anon..”
>She hops off your chest.
>RD: “In fact.. I think you deserve a little.. Treat.” she winks before turning to Spitfire with a devious grin.
>Your blindfold is pulled back down.
>You can feel your shirt being unbuttoned, same goes for your pants.
>Suddenly your pushed down onto the couch, so that you’re laying down still tied up.
>There’s a weight added to your chest and you feel breathing on your neck.
>The mystery pony starts to nibble at your neck while the other works off your pants.
>Your pants are completely off now, leaving you in your boxers and your unbuttoned shirt.
>The pony nibbling at your neck works her way down, kissing your chest every inch of the way.
>Until it finally stops when she hits your pelvis.
>At this point, you have a raging hard-on which you may add, is very hard to conceal at this moment.
>You can hear giggling between the two mares.
>Spit: “Shall I let you do the honors, Dashie?”
>RD: “Oh I’d love too..”
>The lust in their tone sent a chill down your spine.
>You boxers are pulled down in one swift movement, exposing your erect manhood.
>You can feel Rainbows and Spitfires eyes glaring at your cock.
>RD: “I hope you’re ready, Anon.”
>Being blindfolded of course has it’s downsides, most notable being that you can’t see shit.
>But this also is turning you on beyond all belief, not knowing what comes next.
>You feel a tongue start to lick the length of your shaft.
>You gasp in shock from the wet sensation.
>A second mouth is added to the equation, suckling on the tip of your manhood while the other tongue works the shaft.
>Waves of newfound pleasure course though-out your body like electricity.
>You’ve been here for nearly two years now and never contemplated having sex with well.. A p0ny.
>Let alone having a three-some with Dash and the Captain of the Wonderbolts.
>You’ve never experienced something like this in your life, not even on Earth.
>But you’d be a lying fuck if you said you weren’t enjoying every moment of it.
>The tongue and sucking action stop at the same time, only for a moment.
>That’s when one of the mares decide to take you in all at once.
>Your eyes roll into the back of your skull, body paralyzed by ecstasy.
>She slowly and agonizingly starts to bob her head up and down.
>You hear movement to the side of your head, one of the mares are closing in.
>She brings her lips to yours, her tongue slips into your mouth.
>She tries to dominate the kiss, but fails in the attempt to compete with your vigour.
>The bobbing of the mare on your cock has intensified her actions.
>The mare breaks her kiss with you then shifts onto the couch.
>You can hear her adjusting herself over your face.
>Yeah.. You know what’s next and your more than happy to oblige.
>She lowers her wet juicy slit onto your mouth.
>You begin to explore her marehood with your tongue, savoring her taste.
>She lets out shallow whimpers and squeaks with every movement you make.
>Eventually, you work your way around and find her clit, lightly swirling your tongue around it.
>This causes her to clamp her inner thighs around your head with a high pitched moan.
>You start to suck on her clit, sending her into cries of pure pleasure.
>Her moaning causes the sucking on your manhood to intensify, which in terms makes you double your efforts.
>You lick and suck on her clit until she clamps against your head to the point where you thought you’d pass out.
>Her juices cascade over your mouth as she lets out a squeak moan.
>It’s got a spicy taste to it, which probably would mean it’s Spitfire.
>You suck the remaining juices out of her slit as she works her way off your face.
>She’s a cute screamer.
>Dash decided to add her tongue to the equation and that combined with the vigorous head bobbing, causes your hips to move forward.
>You can’t bare the pleasure anymore and you cum deep in her throat causing her to swallow every bit.
>Rainbow recedes slowly and pulls your manhood out her mouth with a wet *plop*
>She suckles the remaining seed from the tip of your member.
>RD: “I hope you’re ready for more Anon..”
>Spit: “Mmm~ Me too.” she coos.
>Time for round 2.
>An idea pops into your head.
“Tell ya what, untie me and I’ll be able to show you what I’ve really got.”
>Spit: “Blindfold stays on, naughty boy.”
>She brushes her tail against your crotch.
“I promise..” You smirk.
>You sit up as the two work to untie your hands.
>Finally free of your bonds your stretch your digits with a smug grin on your face.
“Now let’s have some fun.”
>You can hear both of them shift onto the couch.
>One of the mares take your into her mouth swirling her tongue around, getting your manhood nice and wet for what’s next.
>It makes you shiver, sending a chill throughout your body.
>She pulls you out and speaks up.
>Spit: “You better rut Dashie good, Anon or you’ll be punished.”  she kisses the tip of your member.
>You get a feel around with your hands to find Dashie is sticking her flank up in the air.
>You begin to massage where her cutie mark would be, which elicits a cute squee from her.
>Working your way down, you start to rub her clit with your thumb as you guide your member towards her wet, waiting marehood.
>You prod her entrance before you slowly start to slip in.
>The warm, juicy, velvety marehood is very welcoming.
>Instinct takes over and you slam full force into her, hilting in the process.
>Dash cries out in pleasure which makes you pull out and thrust in again.
>She clamps down on your manhood which causes you to let out a sultry moan.
>You begin to pick up the pace and dash follows in rhythm, wet slaps made audible every time you thrust.
>RD: “Yeah right there! Oh Celestia YES!”
>While dash is wailing in pleasure, Spitfire takes this opportunity to muffle her cries by locking lips with her.
>You feel Spitfires flank bump into your side, so you use your free hand and feel for her moist opening.
>While massaging the outer lips, you play with her clit before putting in two of your fingers inside her wet marehood.
>Dash grinds against your cock, sending you into a sex crazed frenzy, picking up your thrusting pace.
>Your finger assault on Spitfire has also picked up pace, she’s grinding against your hand while you wriggle your fingers around inside her.
>Muffled cries of pleasure are heard from both the mares.
>Dash breaks the kiss and lets out a long, high pitched moan before clamping her inner walls down on your manhood.
>Her juices drench your lower half, you pull out and rub her clit, intensifying her climax.
>Spitfire also clamps down on your hand covering it with her juices as well.
>Both of them cry out in intense titillation.
>But much to their pleasure, you’re not finished yet.
>You guide your member towards Spitfire’s very damp marehood and slip right in.
>She gasps out in a mixture of surprise and pleasure.
>You slowly push in, making her moan each step of the way until you hilt.
>Then you quickly pull out and thrust with force, then continue with a steady pace.
>You can’t see her right now, but Spitfire’s eyes are rolled into the back of her head and her tongue lazily hanging out.
>You continue to slam your hips against her flank, the wet slapping only sending you into overdrive.
>She’s already near her breaking point, as she lets out a loud moan she clamps down on you, causing you pick up speed.
>Waterworks of her juices drench your entire lower half and the couch, which sends you over the edge.
>You pull out and lift up your blindfold, starting to stroke your shaft you cry out from your climax.
“Ahhhh~”
>You coat the two mares faces with your seed.
>They look at you with satisfied looks before licking your cock of any remaining remnants of cum.
>You collapse onto the couch, completely spent.
>The two of them lick each others faces clean and smile with contentment.
>They work your way over to you before snuggling up on each side.
>You wrap an arm around them both and sigh, basking in the afterglow.
>This was the greatest day of your life, so much emotion, so much raw pleasure.
>You can’t help but smile, knowing how dash really feels about you, and you about her.
>You want to spend every moment of your life here, with her.
>Looking down you see her staring into your eyes with those beautiful magenta orbs.
>You give her a quick peck on the lips.
“I love you, Dashie.”
>She nuzzles into your neck.
>“I love you too, Anon.” she smiles.
>Sleep claims the three of you almost instantaneously.
 
 
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