Anon - Double or Nothing (Sunset Shimmer)

“How about you give me my reward right now?”
>Sunset caves under your cocky grin
>"ARRGH...fine! I'll show you them... BUT you get only ONE quick peek, okay? I shouldn't have taken that bet..."
>She shrugs her jacket to the side, slowly reaching for the hem of her shirt
>As her fingers grasp the purple fabric, she hesitates
>Her face contorts into a smirk as she lets go of the shirt and places her hands on her hips
>"How about we make this more...interesting?"
"You're not getting out of this Sunset." You say
>That half-court shot she bet you couldn't do was mostly a fluke and you'd be damned if it didn't entitle you to some orange titties
>She smiles cruelly (although you didn't know if she knew any other way to smile)
>"How about double or nothing then?"
>She gestures towards the basketball you made the shot with, half way across the empty school gym
>Part of you wants to call her out and show her tits already, but another part of you is intrigued
"And what would the reward be?"
>She gestures to the rest of her body
>"You get to see everything," she walks up to you, pressing into your chest with her own "and maybe a little something extra, all you have to do is make a full court shot on the first try."
>Your logical, reasoning mind thinks the idea of betting guaranteed titties against almost certain failure is foolish "Just take the titties and be glad you got to see some in real life."
>Your dick, however, is has its own argument that "Holy fuck, one of the hottest chicks in school might get naked for you! ANYTHING is worth that chance!"
>While thinking about this, Sunset has started surreptitiously gliding a hand up her thigh, dragging her skirt up just a bit to show the barest hint of undergarment
>Dammit all!
>Dick wins this debate, but only because of outside interference
"Fine." You exhale, unaware that you were holding your breath while looking at her
>Her face drops back into a smirk as you turn and retrieve the ball
>As you line up the shot at the other end of the court your rational mind berates you for letting go of a sure thing, especially when you try and guage the distance between you and the opposite hoop
>Letting out a deep breath, you wind your arm back, pray to the gods of SLAM, and let loose the ball
>Time slows down as the dimpled surface of the rubber orb spins in the air as it arcs gracefully towards what, for you, will be heaven
>The ball comes down and... bounces off the ring and into the air once more
>Your heart at first sinks, and you can almost hear Sunset's mocking voice calling you a loser
> But, once more, the ball comes down, skimming off the backboard and sinking with an audible swish
>You let out a loud woop and start moonwalking in celebration of the once-in-a-lifetime shot towards Sunset, whose jaw is still hanging as she watches the ball bounce
"What did you think of THAT!" you say, wearing you shit-eatingest grin
>Still in mild shock, she shakes her head clear and sighs, knowing she can't back out
>"Follow me." she says, already half way to the locker rooms already
>You gesture towards your accomplice under the bleachers while her back is turned, the signal to follow, while watching the swaying hips of the school bully
>You hope Norman got the signal, because Sunset was smart enough to take your phone away before you made your original shot
>Today was a good day... and it's about to get more interesting
>As you walk into the locker room you are hit with the usual smell of deodorant, sweat and cleaning fluid
>You figure that the Janitor has already made his rounds this afternoon, a plus considering the show you're about to receive
>Sunset, having entered before you, is standing with her arms crossed and an expectant look on her face
>"I don't have all day, so sit down so we can start."
>You sit on the hard wooden bench between the rows of lockers and prepare yourself for any more attempts she could make to get out of this
>To your surprise she begins slowly taking off her jacket, tossing it towards you with a smirk
>She closes her eyes and sways to unheard music as she runs her hands up her body and fluidy takes off her shirt, revealing a lacey purple bra holding your original prize
>She tosses her shirt towards you and watches as you eye her body appreciatively, her smirk still in place accompanied by a small blush
>You want to check if you're dreaming for a moment as the realization hits that Sunset Shimmer, one of the hottest girls in school, is giving you a full strip tease and seems to be enjoying herself
>You have to wonder, did she raise the stakes of the bet on purpose?
>Fuck it, think about that later because right now you're getting the show of a lifetime
>Sunset continues her sensual dance as she slides her hands down her flat stomach and hooks her thumbs into the waist of her skirt, slowly dragging the garment down her shapely legs
>Her panties, you notice, are the same color as her bra and hug her figure in just the right way
>She slinks closer to you as she moves one hand behind her back as she straddles your lap
>Your senses become slightly sharper, accentuating the warm mounds pressed into your chest and the fabric separating you, how Sunset's eyes shimmer (heh) as she delivers her sultry smirk, the scent that she carries of both perfume and her own feminine scent
>She must feel the hard bulge of the erection she has inspired as she shifts slightly in your lap
>"Would you like to do the honors?" she asks one hand having moved around your shoulder and another guiding your hand to the clasp of her bra
"Nothing would please me more." is about the best you can come up with against her flirtatious assault
>She leans forwards and whispers in your ear "We'll see about that..." as she puts a light pressure on your hand
>You take it as the signal to undo the clasp and she quickly removes her bra, unleashing her goods into full view, which intensifies her blush
>You simply stare at her marvelous breasts for a moment, relishing the sight of your prize and further fueling your arousal
>She seems to like your response, if that giggle means anything
>"Go ahead, claim your prize." she delivers in a breathy tone
>Your response is to pull her in close with one arm and place your hand over one of her glorious mounds, stroking the erect nipple and rolling it between your thumb and forefinger
>Her breaths get deeper as you apply your mouth to her other, lavishing attention with your teeth and tongue
>Soft hums and moans are your rewards as you keep up the slow pace, the gyrations of her body against yours threatening to drive you into fever pitch as she spurs on your ministrations
>"Ha, I think you're forgetting part of the bet!" she manages to get out, just as your teeth find the hardened nipple in your mouth
>You raise an eyebrow as you cease your work, removing your mouth from her with a pop
>She smirks once more as she pushes against your chest, standing and turning her back to you
>She looks over her shoulder at you as she places her hands on her hips
>"I promised to show you everything."
>With that, Sunset glides her hands down her hips, taking her panties with them, slipping off her legs
>You now had a perfect view of Sunset, bent over and exposing her most private place to you, but when she looked back at you and winked...
>You would pass out from all the blood rushing south, if it weren't already in use making your pants uncomfortably tight
>She gazes hungrily at your crotch as she turns around, while you take in her full form
>The scent of her femininity has grown thicker as you take in her glistening sex, a neat bush of red and gold above pointing to its source
>She lightly pushes you onto your back, the wood of the bench unyielding beneath you as she strokes you through your tented pants
>You groan at the feeling, earning another giggle from her as she moves a hand up to your belt
>Unbuckled and unzipped in record time, she pushes both your pants and boxers down, unveiling your throbbing member
>The look she gives; part satisfaction, part arousal, was strangely fitting for the Queen of Canterlot High
>As she begins her ministrations you had to close your eyes from sheer shock
>She kisses and licks the tip, making you shudder as she takes your measure, working you slowly until you can open your eyes again
>At which point she looks you straight in the eye and seems to swallow your whole length in one swift movement
>Stars swim in your vision and you think you might black out, but for the blue eyes of the beauty servicing you, bobbing her head and basking in what she could make you feel
>But what could you make her feel?
"S-sunset, hah... get... get on t-top of me..." you manage to rasp out over the waves of pleasure
>She lets you out of her mouth but continues stroking you
>"And what would I do there?" she asks breathily, some of her usual mocking tone shining through
"For God's sake Sunset, sit on my face!" you manage to blurt out
>"Gladly, all you had to do was ask." she says teasingly, her satisfied smirk along with her full blush somehow making her even more attractive
>She gets up from her place between your legs and straddles your head, giving you a view of her sopping wet folds and almost drowning you in her intoxicating scent
>"You gonna just stare at it or-" her words and victorious expression are cut off as you take your first swipe with your tongue, collecting some of the excessive essence
>You explore her needy womanhood with your tongue, giving experimental flicks and pokes that make the girl above you squirm and shift her hips
>Soon enough you hook your arms around her thighs, adding your fingers to the mix and drawing out louder moans from Sunset, who remembers that she left you unattended
>That situation is rectified as she resumes her previous occupation of seating your cock in her hot, wet mouth
>It isn't long before you feel your peak building and by the sounds of things, hers isn't too far away either
>As you savor the taste Sunset, setting off a loud moan from her, you also hear a clatter and snap your head in the direction of the noise
>You see a phone and a hand desperately grasping for it
>You can only pray that Sunset didn't hear it as you try to act like nothing happened
>Your work on Building her up soon bears fruit when she starts writhing and moaning with greater urgency
>You're on the edge of your own climax, just the thought of what you're doing could send you over, and so you attempt to synchronize with her
>So begins your final assault on her wanting sex, your tongue battering her clitoris as you suck on the sensitive nub, your fingers pistoning and curling inside her slick passage in search of that magic spot
>The results are almost instantaneous
>Her desperate moans build to a crescendo as she works you with her mouth at a frantic pace, pushing you over the edge as you begin to climax in her mouth, the first spurt of your hot seed coinciding with a small gush of her fragrant fluids
>You both ride out the shared orgasm gladly swallowing the other's fluids
>Sunset stands as you loosen your grip on her thighs, lying down next to you with her hands on your chest as you put an arm around her
"I don't know about you," you begin, looking into her eyes and seeing more than the sarcastic, domineering side of her that most saw. Her smile seemed more genuine than you had ever seen it. "But I think-"
>You're cut off by the sound of a door slamming closed in the gym, causing both of you to shoot upright, giving each other a look that means 'it's probably time to panic'
>The shower you were about to suggest is forgotten as you scramble to clean yourself up and Sunset attempts to re-dress
>With a splash of water from some nearby sinks and liberal use of paper towels, you quickly wipe away the traces of Sunset's juices from around your mouth. You grab a stack and toss them to her as she fastens her skirt
>You probably wouldn't fool anybody that was looking closely, seeing as both of you were still flushed from exertion and carried the faint scent of sex, along with sweat
"I'll go out there first and see if we're in deep shit or not." you tell her as she tries to put a boot on the wrong foot
>"You do that and I'll try to sneak out." she replies
>You nod, preparing yourself for whoever might be out there
>As you walk out of the locker room, preparing for the worst, you are greeted by the still empty gym, as it usually is when school’s out for the day
"Hello?" you call out
>Over by the bleachers you hear a ‘psst’ as Norman's arm beckons you over from behind a pillar
"Fuck dude," you say as you meet him underneath the bleachers "You nearly scared us to death in there! And what the fuck made you drop your phone! If Sunset finds out that someone was watching..."
>"Relax man, I was only trying to use the zoom function, but my palms were so sweaty that the bastard slipped out of my hand. But c'mon, after what you just got to do can't you cut me some slack?" Norman replies, his apology morphing into a congratulatory elbow as he wiggled his eyebrows
"Just give me the damn memory card from your phone and we'll call it even."
>Norman sputters and grumbles for a moment before handing the small card to you
>"So what are you going to do with it anyway? Copy it and send it to everyone? Use it as blackmail? C'mon dude, that thing's priceless material! Don't tell me you're doing nothing with it!"
>You consider your options
>If you sent it to everyone, it would probably get back to the Principal and leave you unable to finish senior year. It would also get back to Sunset, who could probably do something much worse than expel you, which also took out the option of blackmail
>Hell, why would you show anybody else? What you shared with Sunset was pretty intense, but you weren't sure if you liked her like that or if she liked you as anymore than a random hook-up
"I'll just keep it for now, I think."
>Norman looks disappointed and you roll your eyes
"How about, next week, I try helping you out with that Rarity girl."
>That get's him in a bit of a better mood before he says goodbye and leaves you alone in the empty gym
>You walk slowly back to the locker room, wondering of Sunset found a way to sneak out, when she appears from the doorway, relieved to see you
"Hey."
>"Hey, was anyone there?"
"Nobody important, but it looks all clear now."
>"Good, because I have to get home soon. You wouldn't... happen to be doing something tomorrow afternoon, would you?" she asks, looking uncertain
"Uh... I don't think I'm doing anything. Why?"
>"'We'll talk about it tomorrow." she says, smiling faintly
>She walks up to you, wraps you in an embrace and kisses you softly
>"See you around." she leaves you standing there, watching the slight sway of her hips as she retreats
>You just shake your head
>As you walk to the parking lot and your car you start to think more deeply on what happened today
>Strangely enough, all things seem to lead back to Sunset Shimmer
>She must have known that raising the stakes to a full court shot meant a large chance that your encounter in the locker room wouldn't have happened, Sunset pretty regularly gets her way
>But during your time together in the locker room she seemed eager, going well past what she promised in the bet
>As you get to your car you notice something in your back pants pocket: Sunset's used panties
>She must have slipped them into your pocket as you kissed
>Snorting as you opened your car door and sat in the driver's seat, you wondered if maybe she just liked messing with people
>Could she really genuinely like you? It was a slim chance at best
>People familiar with Sunset Shimmer wouldn't take a chance like that
>But, hey, you usually did well when the odds were against you
>You were a betting man after all
FIN