Ingress: Vacation 5
#5 of Ingress: Vacation
Lionel stretched slowly, feeling his spine pop, before he returned to fixing breakfast for his two customers. It was early morning, and the sun had barely come up. He could remember little of the previous afternoon. After Rainbow Dash had basically molested him in the foyer, he had managed to mop up their mess before collapsing on his bed for what he thought would be an afternoon nap. He had woken up at 4AM. The keys to the kitchen were missing, so he assumed that the two mares had gotten their own dinner, and when he arrived in the cafeteria he found a note taped to the door detailing what they'd had to eat. He suspected that it was Spitfire that left the note, as Rainbow Dash didn't seem the type.
Giving a faint yawn, Lionel chopped up a banana to add to the muesli he had poured, and then an avocado, separating the fruits into two bowls. He placed a bottle of milk in the drink fridge for the cafeteria, for when Spitfire awoke and came looking for food, and then picked up another bottle of milk, a jar of sugar, and headed up for Rainbow Dash's room.
Lionel held his amulet up in front of the door, and it beeped faintly as it unlocked. His amulet was the 'master key', with a double-zero designation rather than a true numeric identifier. It unlocked every room, and every door, inside or out.
The TV was going softly in the background, showing a History Channel special underlining the various similarities between Earth and Equestria. The air conditioner was on full, causing the room to be almost frigid in temperature. Rainbow Dash was, as best as Lionel could describe it, splayed across the bed, on her stomach. One forehoof was almost on the floor, her nose was dangling off the edge of the bed, and her wings were spread messily across the covers. Her mane and tail were unkempt, messy and sticking out at odd angles, but the dishevelled appearance on the sleeping pegasus was quite attractive.
Lionel smirked faintly, closing the door quietly behind him, and then setting the food tray lightly on the counter, peering down at the sleeping pegasus.
Grinning, he leaned over her, lightly stroking a lock of her mane away from her face. The pegasus squirmed faintly in her sleep, forehooves lifting to cover her face as she made a faint sound of protest.
Lionel smiled down at her, and then picked up the bowl of cereal, and lightly held it under her nose, rolling it back and forth.
The forehooves shifted, and a cautious eye appeared, staring up at him, and then down at the bowl. She blinked once, removing her forehooves from in front of her face and then perking an ear at him. "Uh... good morning?" she asked, confused. "Why are you in my room?"
"I'm bringing you breakfast," Lionel said, swishing the bowl under her nose again.
"You came into my room without my permission?" Rainbow Dash asked flatly, eyes narrowing.
Lionel nodded once, and then shrugged slightly. "I've cum in your mouth twice, and fucked you twice. I hardly think that 'personal space' is a tantamount problem between us any more."
"Touche," Rainbow Dash said with a faint giggle, reaching a hoof down to grasp the bowl and pulling it up onto the bed. "Spoon?"
Lionel reached over and picked up the spoon offering it to her.
Rainbow Dash took the spoon, and then stared down at the bowl, cupping it in her other hoof. She gave a faint grimace, looking up at Lionel, and then back at the bowl.
Lionel smiled expectantly, making a motion for her to dig in.
Wrinkling her nose, Rainbow Dash, dipped the spoon into the cereal and then brought it up to her mouth, sliding it past her lips and then slipping the clean spoon free, giving a very strained smile at Lionel.
Lionel gave a helpless laugh, shaking his head and then reaching behind him, shaking the jar of sugar in front of her nose playfully.
Rainbow Dash swallowed heavily, before giving a gasp of relief. "Oh thank Celestia you brought sugar! I thought I'd have to eat it the entire bowl raw!"
Shaking his head, Lionel held out the sugar, and Rainbow Dash swiped it from him, immediately tipping a generous coating all over her cereal and then digging in with vigor.
"So... how come you're doing this?" Rainbow Dash asked in between spoonfuls of cereal that were more sugar than bran.
Lionel gave a shrug. "Felt like it, I guess?"
"Well why did you feel like it?" Rainbow Dash pressed, pursing her lips and peering up at him.
"Are you really complaining about getting breakfast in bed?" Lionel asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well... It's just that... You're being nice to me," Rainbow Dash admitted, lifting the spoon to her mouth and pausing it there, frowning slightly. "You shouldn't be nice to me."
"I've fucked you twice," Lionel pointed out with a faint smirk.
"That's just sex, though," Rainbow Dash said with a wave of her free hoof. "I've screwed like everyone on the Wonderbolt squad, including Spitfire. Sometimes several of them at once! That's nothing. Sex is fun. But... I was a complete bitch to you. You should hate me."
Lionel frowned slightly at that. "You'd... have sex with someone you don't like?"
Rainbow Dash blinked once, and then nodded. "Sure."
Lionel withdrew slightly at that, frowning a little. "I... see."
"Oh please don't tell me you're hurt," Rainbow Dash said with a roll of her eyes. "It's just sex."
Lionel nodded jerkily, frowning to himself slightly. "Yeah... just sex."
Rainbow Dash nodded once in response, happily spooning the cereal into her mouth.
"Well, I'll leave you to it then," Lionel said, rising to his feet, heading for the door.
"We're... alright, aren't we?" Rainbow Dash asked nervously. "I mean... this isn't going to be awkward, is it?"
Lionel stared at her over his shoulder for several long moments, before giving a smile. "Of course we're fine."
"Oh good!" Rainbow Dash said with a relieved sigh. "I didn't wanna be stuck with my toy for the rest of my stay."
Lionel frowned to himself, sitting on the edge of his bed, with a Mythbusters' episode about technology versus magic blaring on the wide-screen TV and the air conditioner set on the lowest temperature it could reach.
There had been gentle tappings at his door several times over the previous hour or so, but Lionel had pretended he couldn't hear it.
There was a faint click, and the door swung inwards, to reveal Spitfire standing there with her amulet in hoof.
Lionel looked up, blinking once. "Uh... hello."
"Hi," Spitfire said brightly, stepping inside and then neatly closing the door behind herself.
"Let yourself in," Lionel said graciously.
Spitfire rolled her eyes, holding up her amulet with a faint smile. "I manually rewrote the binary code."
Lionel gave a slight wince. "I tried to tell my father that those things were woefully inadequate as key systems."
"Especially when you leave the front desk laptop signed in," Spitfire pointed out with a faint smirk.
Pursing his lips, Lionel nodded. "So did you just grab the binary key off of my amulet, or did you go to all the trouble of writing a new user account?"
"Stole your binary key," Spitfire said with a faint hum, stepping over to the bed and then idly pulling herself up onto it, sitting on her haunches and staring at him.
"So... is this the bit where you seduce me?" Lionel asked with a faint sigh.
"If I was attracted to you, sure," Spitfire responded with a thoughtful hum. "I'm more wondering why you're moping about in your room rather than, you know, feeding us."
"I left instructions in the cafeteria," Lionel pointed out.
"For breakfast. Lunch was like, three hours ago," Spitfire said with a shake of her head.
Lionel winced. "Sorry, kinda lost track of time."
"Let me guess, Dashie went and gave you the 'we're just friends with benefits' thing, didn't she?" Spitfire queried, perking an ear.
Lionel frowned and then nodded once. "Yeah, she did. But it's not that. I just have a headache is all. Think I'm coming down with something."
"Right, right, a headache," Spitfire said skeptically, shaking her head, giving a long-suffering sigh. "You know, Dashie did the same thing with Soarin when she first joined the 'bolts. Led him on for ages, let him screw her into the floor on several occasions, waylaid him in the showers, tempted him with sexy outfits, races every other day... and then told him that they were just friends when he started getting a bit too close. Well, now Rainbow Dash is spending her holidays as far from Cloudsdale as she can get and Soarin is with Fleetfoot."
Lionel raised a brow slowly. "Why are you telling me all this?"
"Because you're sweet on her," Spitfire said with a slight shrug of her shoulder. "Dashie is all about the chase. She afraid of getting caught because then she'd have to actually let somepony in and be herself around them. I think she's rather afraid that when ponies really get to know her, they won't like who she is. Basic showpony psychology."
"How do you know all this?" Lionel asked, staring.
"Because I'm the exact same way," Spitfire said with a faint smile. "So. Don't take it personal that she's saying all this stuff. She likes you... she's just afraid that you won't like the 'real' her."
"Even though I've already done depraved, disgusting things to her?" Lionel asked blankly.
"I don't remember a Wonderbolt that didn't do depraved, disgusting things with other Wonderbolt members and random groupie ponies," Spitfire said, rubbing her chin with a hoof. "It's just part of the lifestyle. And a wonderful ice breaker. You wouldn't believe the amount of ponies that first join and are so starstruck they can't even fly with us."
"And a good dicking straightens them out?" Lionel asked skeptically.
"Every time," Spitfire said with a wry grin.
Lionel frowned at that, and then stared down at his knees for a moment. "So... you encourage the Wonderbolts to all casually screw each other as a way of strengthening their bonds?"
"Smart boy!" Spitfire said with a smile, clapping her hooves together. "There's no denying it works!"
Lionel frowned and nodded to himself. "Yeah. It works well. So... what do you suggest?"
Spitfire paused at that, pondering for a long moment. "Well, first, get me some damn food, peasant!"
Lionel snorted and rolled his eyes. "Fine, fine. I'll whip you something up for lunch."
Spitfire gave a happy nod, and then slipped off the bed and headed for the door. "And as for Dashie... I suggest letting her know that the whole point of the chase is to get caught."
Humming happily, Spitfire unlocked the door, and then pushed it open with a heavy shove of her hooves. There was a squeak as Rainbow Dash went tumbling away from the door, her cheeks burning crimson, eyes wide. "I-I was wondering when food would be ready!"
"I'm getting it now," Lionel said, frowning slightly at the rainbow-maned pegasus.
"G-good, I'll wait in the cafeteria!" Rainbow Dash squeaked, gathering her hooves underneath her and sprinting down the hallway.
Spitfire giggled, and then followed.
A half-hour later found Lionel sitting in the sauna, wearing naught but a towel around his waist as he lounged on the bench.
The door clicked open, and Spitfire entered, peeking about and then giving a smile, waving a hoof through the steam. "Oh nice, a sauna!"
"Come in and sit down," Lionel said, motioning with his chin towards the bench on the other side of the room.
Spitfire slipped in, closing the door behind her with a hoof and then pulling herself up onto the bench, stretching out with a happy sigh. "So you run this entire place, huh?"
"My father owns it. I'm here because I'm a problem child," Lionel said with a helpless shrug of his shoulders.
"I can see why Dashie would be attracted to that," Spitfire said with a reasonable nod.
"I'm pretty certain she just wants me for a one-nigh... err, week-long-stand," Lionel corrected, scratching his chin with a finger. "Despite what you said, she's only really interested in my penis."
"There are worse things to base a relationship on," Spitfire said with a faint giggle.
"I know that any girl I slept with on the first date ended up being absolutely nuts," Lionel said with a deep frown. "So... I'm not even sure I like Dashie all that much."
"Too competitive?" Spitfire queried.
Lionel shrugged slightly. "Maybe. Though it is kind of adorable."
"Too pushy?" Spitfire suggested.
"I actually kind of like that, too," Lionel said, scratching his chin with a fingertip again.
"Too bitchy?" Spitfired continued.
Lionel gave a long sigh. "If you continue listing her faults then we're going to be here until we're both shrivelled up like prunes."
"Good call," Spitfire said with a faint giggle.
The door sprung inwards, and Rainbow Dash stepped inside, slamming the door behind her, panting faintly. "Found you two! Not that I was looking for you, or anything. I just need you to open something for me," she said, turning towards Lionel.
"Open something for you?" Lionel asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, open the... uhm... the sauna!" Rainbow Dash said, flopping onto one of the benches, chest heaving.
"We're in the sauna," Lionel pointed out with a frown.
"So I don't need you to open it any more," Rainbow Dash said smugly, crawling across the bench towards him, until she could rest her chin on his thigh, giving a long sigh.
"I... see," Lionel said, frowning slightly, lifting a hand to automatically stroke a palm across her mane.
Rainbow Dash gave a happy little sound and pushed her head up towards the stroking of his palm, wings giving a happy quiver.
"So, as I was saying," Spitfire said, clearing her throat. "The Wonderbolts are pretty casual about sex. Why, just last week, Soarin cornered me in the shower after practice. It was pretty hot..." Spitfire drifted off for a moment, licking her lips. "He fucked me so hard that all I remember is the feel of my face against the wall and his hooves around my wings. Well, that and his cock, obviously."
Lionel stared for several long moment, eyes wide.
"You two were talking about sex?" Rainbow Dash asked, obviously trying to keep her tone even.
"Yep," Spitfire said with a single nod, a faint smile tugging at her lips. "I kinda wish he was here now. Getting fucked in the sauna would be an experience to remember."
Rainbow Dash nodded slowly at that, her wings slowly fluttering and twitching.
"Yeah, well, no ponies here," Lionel said with a helpless shrug of his shoulders.
"But there's you," Rainbow Dash said with a faint smirk, letting one of her hooves drift up to touch at his thigh through the towel.
Lionel raised a brow. "Spitfire is like, three metres away."
"Then she can watch," Rainbow Dash said with a soft sicker, slipping her hoof up to rub directly at his crotch, grinding against the bulge there. "I've lapped Soarin's cum out of her used cunt before, I think that just watching is no big deal any more."
"Touche," Lionel admitted, feeling his cheeks warming as he locked eyes with Spitfire for a moment, before staring down at the pegasus rubbing at him so amorously.
Spitfire gave a faint hum, watching with interest, her ears pricking upwards as she dropped to the floor and stalked over closer.
Rainbow Dash grinned up at Lionel for a long moment, and then swept away the towel with a firm tug of her hooves, her hoof immediately returning to rubbing and grinding up and down the length of his now-exposed and rapidly-stiffening member.
"You have him well-trained, Dashie," Spitfire said with a faint smirk.
Lionel shifted uncomfortably, dividing his attention between the two mares, giving a helpless squirm.
"Ohhh, I love how he squirms," Rainbow Dash purred, leaning forwards and dragging a lick of her velvet-soft tongue up one side of his erection.
Lionel clenched his teeth, his back arching just a little, his palm rubbing through Rainbow Dash's mane once more.
"Reminds me of Soarin when he first joined," Spitfire said with a giggle, watching intently.
"He would have made a cute probie," Rainbow Dash murmured, even as she slipped her lips over the tip of Lionel's cock and suckled deliately at the entire head of his cock.
Lionel arched slightly again, clenching his teeth and digging his fingers through her silky mane, starting to breath a little heavier in response, glancing back and forth between the two mares. "P-probie?"
"Probationary member," Spitfire explained, as Rainbow Dash pushed her lips down another inch of his member, effectively silencing her. "All Wonderbolts spend a month or two as a probie before they become an actual Wonderbolt. Just to make sure they fit in with the rest of us."
"Y-you mean to see if they're sexually compatible, right?" Lionel responded, his voice breaking slightly for a gasp and a shudder as Rainbow Dash curled her tongue around his tip, grinding it against him eagerly.
"Something like that," Spitfire giggled, returning her attention to what Rainbow Dash was doing.
Lionel gave a helpless groan, head tilting back and eyes closing, his toes clenching at the floor. He slipped his fingertips down her form slowly, pushing towards her rump, sliding past her silken tail and pressing beneath to find the warm, slightly moist pony pussy hiding there.
Rainbow Dash gave a happy groan around his cock as she felt the fingertips rubbing up against her, her hips lifting just a little in invitation, tail swishing to the side, out of the way, while her wings stiffened and fluttered. She pushed down another inch, sliding him even further into her mouth, grinding her tongue against his underside eagerly.
Lionel groaned helplessly, his free hand clenching on the back of the bench, while his other fingers slipped in against Rainbow Dash's tight cunt all the more firmly, starting to sink into her slowly, spreading her around them.
A soft groan left the muzzle around his member, and Rainbow Dash swallowed reflexively, causing a delightful tugging against his tip, before she tugged backwards and panted for air, tongue hanging out.
Lionel pushed his two fingers a little deeper inside the mare, wiggling them back and forth, eyes still closed as he relaxed back against the bench, delighting in the sensation of her hoof sliding up and down his stiff member.
The lovely muzzle returned to his member, and one of her hooves slipped down to rest on his other thigh. The soft tongue delicately swirled over the end of his cock, before lapping at his tip slowly, almost teasingly. Lionel gave a helpless groan as the tongue swirled up and down his underside, lapping delicately at the base of his cock, before trailing all the way back to the tip. Soft lips engulfed his cock, pushing down more than halfway, a soft tongue grinding along the underside in tandem with gentle, light suckles.
"Testing out being more gentle, are we, Dashie?" Lionel asked, panting faintly, pressing his two fingers a little bit deeper inside her.
Before Rainbow Dash responded, Lionel felt her hoof brushing against his fingers, rubbing at her own eager cunt as he fingered her. Even in the haze of oral-induced euphoria, Lionel realise that there was one too many hooves in play. One on one thigh, another on the other, and now one between her hindlegs.
Lionel's eyes snapped open and he stared down into his lap, while Rainbow Dash snickered and shook her head. "I only have one speed, and that's 'awesome'."
Spitfire gave a faint smirk up at him, idly grinding her tongue along the underside of his cock and pushing her muzzle another tiny amount down the length of him, her soft exhalations washing through his pubic hair, while she pushed a lock of vibrant fiery mane out of her face.
"O-oh fuck... This isn't happening," Lionel murmured, eyes wide, staring down at Spitfire as she drew back slowly and then ground her tongue around his tip with firm motions, suckling all the way.
Rainbow Dash hummed faintly, leaning in to lip lightly at the side of his thick cock, tongue dragging against his flesh while Spitfire suckled at the tip.
Lionel twitched helplessly, feeling his cock stiffening wildly in Spitfire's mouth, the image of two sexy mares playing with his cock ramping up the intensity of his pleasure to unbelievable levels.
Spitfire hummed faintly around him, and then drew backward slowly, slipping him out of her mouth, her soft lips dragging across each and every surface of his cock only to slip off the end with a delicate swirl of her tongue against the underside of his tip. She giggled faintly, lapping at his tip once or twice before offering the length to Rainbow Dash.
Rainbow Dash gave an eager, lustful growl, leaning forwards and engulfing him instantly, shoving her muzzle right to his base, her lips tightening and squeezing around his very base as she swallowed against his tip quite deliberately.
A helpless groan left Lionel as he lightly humped his hips up into the mare's muzzle, his free hand resting on the back of her head, tugging her right down to his base with each motion. Eager groans left the pegasus as she worked her hoof against herself intently, even as she suckled and swallowed against his cock with firm motions and swirls of her tongue.
Rainbow Dash tugged backwards, panting for air, giving his cock a swift series of licks, and then smirking at Spitfire. "I can fit his entire cock in my mouth without even gagging."
"There's something to be said for not being able to cram huge amounts of flesh in your mouth at once," Spitfire said smugly, lightly nosing at the tip of his cock, before lightly nibbling at his very tip.
Lionel clenched his teeth, his toes curling against the floor as he felt the nibbles, free hand automatically grasping her muzzle. "S-stop that!" he hissed.
"Oh, going to get rough, are we?" Spitfire queried, an eyebrow raising slowly as she motioned towards the fingers in her mane.
"J-just don't... no teeth," Lionel panted.
"No teeth..." Spitfire hummed, trailing off for a long moment, and then opened her mouth, pushing her lips down his cock and cramming his flesh into her muzzle.
Lionel grit his teeth helplessly, his fingertips clenching in her mane again as his other fingers wiggled on reflex inside Rainbow Dash's clenching cunny.
Spitfire pulled back with a frown, taking a step backwards, panting faintly and grinning up at him naughtily. "On your knees, down here..." The mare lightly patted the floor in front of her, watching him intently.
Lionel gave a bemused smile down at her, before slipping onto his knees, having to slide his fingers out of Rainbow Dash to do so.
Rainbow Dash gave a faint hum, dropping off the bench as well, idly starting to circle around the pair.
One of Spitfire's hooves slipped forwards and grasped his hip, tugging him towards her with an eager purr. Immediately, she opened her mouth and consumed his cock, sinking her muzzle down him. She lifted her shoulders, and straightened her head, letting her mouth and throat form a perfect line. With her lips pushed around the mid-point of his member, Spitfire smirked up at him, and then shoved her muzzle forwards, sinking him into her tight throat, and then even further until her lips were pushed right up against his base. Automatically, the mare started to swallow, almost gagging around his cock, each firm tug of her throat sending a delightful clenching sensation around him.
"F-fuck!" Lionel snarled, his knees shifting as he tried his best not to just start humping into Spitfire's mouth.
"Fuck her muzzle," Rainbow Dash purred heatedly, even as she leaned in to lick around Spitfire's lips, trailing her tongue heatedly against the flesh that wasn't embedded in Spitfire's mouth.
Spitfire stared up at him with wide eyes, somehow smirking around her mouthful of cock.
Lionel groaned and shook his head, his hips rocking back and forth a tiny amount on instinct. "C-can't... T-too close..." he whimpered in between heavy panting.
"Cum in her mouth," Rainbow Dash purred, grinning and leaning in to lip at his balls innocently. "Fuck her muzzle and make a lovely thick mess of her tongue. And then you can honestly tell me that I'm better afterwards."
"F-fuck..." Lionel hissed, biting his tongue as he stared down at the two mares, unable to decide on a course of action. "Y-you sure she won't mind?"
Rainbow Dash nodded in earnest. "She loves it. I remember the time she let the boys take turns fucking her muzzle... she was so wet. Could have been because I had my tongue stuffed under her tail at the time though..." she trailed off, tapping a hoof against her chin thoughtfully.
"N-not helping," Lionel gasped, shaking his head and helplessly grinding against Spitfire's muzzle.
Spitfire snorted around him, eyes narrowed and tongue grinding along his underside, before she tilted her head back slightly and closed her eyes, tongue slipping forth to slide out of her mouth and tease against his nuts.
Lionel gave a helpless gasp, his palms grasping around the mare's muzzle as he leaned forwards slightly and started to hump into her mouth with a firm, eager motion, sliding back and then shoving forwards, sinking himself deep in her throat each time.
Spitfire gave a throaty moan of approval, leaning forwards in counterpoint to his motions, letting each of his firm thrusts sink in until her nose was buried against his stomach, even as she swirled her velvety tongue eagerly along his underside.
Rainbow Dash smirked, shoving a hoof between her thighs to grind against herself, even as she tilted to the side and pushed her own nose up under Spitfire's tail, dragging a long, slow lick against the tight, wet cunt. "Don't choke now, Spitfire," Rainbow Dash taunted, as she laid a flurry of eager licks against the drooling cunt.
A helpless groan and clench of Spitfire's jaws came as she felt the flurry of eager licks against her cunt, her thighs shaking and her swallows losing their rhythm as she started to gag.
Lionel groaned faintly and then stilled his hips, lightly rocking his hips with the tip of his cock resting just inside the mare's mouth, to give her room to breath.
Spitfire snorted faintly, grasping his hip a little tighter with her hoof, tugging him back into her mouth insistently, sinking right down him once more.
"Oh Jesus fuck!" Lionel gasped, clenching a palm around one of Spitfire's ears as he humped into her mouth in earnest, his entire cock starting to throb and flex in warning. "C-coming!"
Spitfire pushed at his hip with her hoof, tugging her mouth back hurriedly before he could finish, panting for breath as she giggled up at him. "Oh no, you don't get to choose how this ends." A faint twitch passed over Spitfire's form as Rainbow Dash gave her another firm lick, before the rainbow-coloured mare drew back and then slipped up to sit beside the other mare. They both exchanged a glance, and then both leaned forwards at the same time.
Lionel's eyes widened as a pair of velvety tongues suddenly came into play, one lapping at either side of his head, dragging lick after warm, excruciatingly pleasurable lick across his sensitive flesh. Both mares gave happy little sounds as she tongued at him, tongues overlapping and swirling across his flesh again and again.
A pair of hooves lifted, one from either pegasus, working up and down his cock firmly, squeezing and tugging at him over and over again, urging him towards orgasm.
"F-fuck girls," Lionel whimpered, resisting the urge to clench his eyes closed as he started to cum, his cock jerking and pulsing eagerly.
Rainbow Dash and Spitfire both tugged back at the same time, muzzles opening wide, presenting their tongues to him, cheeks pressed together, presenting the perfect dual targets.
Lionel groaned and came helplessly, his entire form shaking as his cock jerked and pulsed, sending a thick burst of his spunk spilling across the two lovely tongues so obligingly presented to him, spilling himself into the two muzzles.
Spitfire was the first one to lean forwards and capture his cock, closing her lips around the spurting flesh, eagerly accepting the mouthfuls of eager spunk firing up into her mouth.
Rainbow Dash pushed her out of the way, catching a volley of the mess on her face, before she shoved her muzzle down him eagerly, growling eagerly as she suckled and swallowed around him heatedly, rocking her head back and forth.
Lionel groaned, humping his hips lightly into the suckling muzzle, panting and shuddering as he emptied the last messy spurts of his cum across her tongue.
Rainbow Dash smirked up at him, slowly tugging backwards, lightly swirling her tongue against him, before opening her muzzle up with a smug smile, letting him see the messy bursts of spunk she had retained, coating her tongue and the inside of her mouth.
Spitfire, wearing a similar smug expression, did the same, opening her mouth for him, presenting him his own mess.
"Oh you are not serious," Lionel groaned, collapsing back on his rump in a clumsy heap.
The two mares giggled, and then turned to each other, lips meeting in an eager series of kisses and caresses, their tongues twining together, even as a messy dribble of Lionel's spunk spilled to the floor from their meshing tongues.
Lionel gave a low groan, twitching just slightly as he watched the mares kissing. "I... I need a glass of water before I pass out."
Spitfire and Rainbow Dash giggled again, and then drew back from each other, swallowing their respective mouthfuls of mixed saliva and spunk, while Lionel rose to his feet and staggered towards the cafeteria.
Lionel picked up the glass with shaking hands, panting and sweating as he swallowed down the water with urgent swallows, before dropping, naked, into one of the plastic chairs, head still spinning slightly.
Spitfire sauntered over towards him, making a show of licking her lips.
"I-I thought you didn't even like me!" Lionel spluttered, pointing a finger at her accusingly.
"I either lied, and I do, or I told the truth and I found the idea of sucking off my first human alluring. You enjoyed it, didn't you?" Spitfire asked calmly, holding out a hoof for the glass.
Lionel refilled the glass, offering it to her. "Well... obviously," he muttered.
"Then quit your bitching," Spitfire said with a faint smirk, downing the water in two large swallows and then heading for her room. "You need to turn the sauna off, by the way."
Rainbow Dash waylaid Lionel on his way out of the sauna, as he walked down the hallway wearing only the towel again. She wrapped her hooves around him from behind, giving a low purr and nudging against the small of his back with her nose. "So?"
"So?" Lionel asked, bewildered, staring back at her. "Did that really just happen?"
"Did you just have your world rocked by the best Wonderbolt in existence, and the sexiest mare in all of Equestria? You sure did!" Rainbow Dash smirked.
"I was kind of referring to the fact that Spitfire was also in the room," Lionel said dryly.
Rainbow Dash flushed just faintly. "Well, yeah, that did happen. So whi-"
Lionel turned around, placing a finger on her lips to quieten the mare, before dropping to one knee and lightly kissing her. "Of course you were the best, Dashie."
Without another word, Lionel rose to his feet again, readjusting his towel, and heading back for the cafeteria to prepare dinner.
Rainbow Dash stared after him, cheeks still flushed faintly, smiling.