The Cakezilla - A Dashin' Chauffeur

>Once upon a time, there was a prestigious AP art student
>That one student is you
>Anon Y. Mous
>Everyone calls you Van, because you're the only kid to drive one to school
>You don't really mind it, and you're the only one to give rides to a lot of people, which everyone praises you for
>Especially Rainbow Dash
>Both of you have known each other since the 6th grade, and have been best friends since
>When you got your license last year, that's when she kept asking rides from you almost everyday after practice
>She claimed that with the extra space in the car, she's able to kick back and relax more
>One day she accidentally called you Van when thanking you
>Thus your nickname came to be
>Today you were working on a portrait for AP art in the art room
>It was of your favorite artist, DJ PON-3
>You were meticulously adding details when Rainbow came in
>She was already pouting
>She dropped her dufflebag filled with her gear next to your table, and shook everything out of place
>You sigh with resignation and look at her

>"Come on, Van, give me a ride!" whined Rainbow
>Earlier today you refused to give her a ride since it was imperative you work on this portrait
>You can smell the stench of grass on her

>Her sky blue uniform, stained with streaks of light green from sliding around on the grass
>The uniform she was wearing a litte tight, or so you thought
>Her breasts were outlined and stood out more than usual
>From the corner of your eyes, you saw that her shorts were also a little tighter too
>You saw how it gave a slight outline of her vagina
>(Was she always like this..?)
>A pencil rolled off the table and hit the floor, snapping you back to reality
"I'm pretty busy Rainbow, I have a piece to turn in for AP art tomorrow, and if I get lucky, it'll get auctioned in the gallery!"

>"Yeah, yeah, and you're sure to get in. You're basically Shakespeare with that pencil. Now about that ride..."
"First of all, Shakespeare doesn't draw, he writes. Secondly, I really gotta work on this."
>You crouch down to pick up the pencil
>When you lift your head up, your eyes were met with the vagina that was vaguely being outlined by her shorts
>Almost immediately you feel your face burning with red
>You stand up fast and go back to your workstation, organizing in a fury to get your mind off any lewd thoughts you had
>Rainbow tilts her head in confusion, but shrugs it off

>"Come on, Van, you know I don't live very far." She pouted her lips after
>Yet you stayed resolute and strong
"No means no, Dash. Just take the bus, it's only one day."

>"Ugh, but I'm sooooooo tiiiiiiired." She slumped into the empty chair next to you
>Her legs were spread far enough to get a better glimpse of her lower region
>The shorts were constricting, even more so with her legs now spread out
>You could barely make out the lips of her vagina
>Then you felt something solidifying in your pants
>(Brain, please tell me that's my fucking phone vibrating)
>(The fuck is wrong with you? Does your dick vibrate?)
>Your face is once again, getting flushed with red

>You look up to Rainbow's face, and your gaze met hers
>At first she looked at you quizzically, but then she donned a devious grin, that she was planning something mischievous
>You quickly go back to your portait, working even harder to excise all thoughts from your head
>(Come on, she's been my best friend since forever, there's no way I can just be in to her now...)
>(There's a first time for everything)
>(Shut the hell up, dick)
>(Can't help it, it's what I am)
>You hear the chair roll back under the chair next to you, but you don't look up
>Instead you hear Rainbow walking away
>"Alright, Van, I guess I'll just take the bus." Rainbow said in a sing songy voice
>Her hand was on her waist, and she was swing her hips a little bit
>But if more than anything, her derriere was what was facing you
>You couldn't help but notice the curves, and how well it complimented her beauty
>More and more lewd thoughts run across your mind, thinking about your childhood friend
>She's almost out the door
>You take a quick glance at your painting then back at her
>Dash's hand was the only thing you can see
>Her finger moved back and forth that said "come here"
>You bite your bottom lip
>Your energy was being drained, and instead being redirected to your crotch
>You put your hands on your workstation, leaning on it for support
>You contemplate and can't help but think what does this mean
>(Just go for it) says your brain
>(No objections here) says your heart
>(We're gonna rock) says your dick
>You take a deep breath and quickly exhale
>(I'm almost done with this piece anyways, I'll drop her off then come back and finish. Easy as pie, right?)
>"Uh, Ms. Photo Finish? I'll be back, I just... Uh... Needa take some pictures for inspiration for my background on my portrait!"
>She was busy discussing on another student's project
>She just flicked her hand giving you the okay
>You take off your apron and dropped it on to your chair

>You bolt out the door in a mad dash looking for, well, Dash
>She's by the entrance of the school, looking over her shoulder with that same devious grin
>You jog to catch up with her

>"What brings you here?" She says mockingly
"Oh shut up and let's go"
>You walk ahead of her, unclipping your keys from the belt ring on your pants
>She giggles and hurries up
>As you enters the drivers seat and turn the car on, she gets comfortable in the back
>You want to see her more
>Aha!
>You adjust the rear view mirror as a ploy
>Perfect
>After you finish doing so, your eyes met in the reflection
>It was almost as if she's expecting it
>She gave you a seductive grin
>Then to top it off, she mouthed the words "Drive"
>Once again, you can feel your face getting flushed with red
>You put the car in reverse and back out
>You hesitate to look back, but then you can't see where you're backing out
>Fuck it, you suck it up and look back
>Dash was laying back, legs spread with her wrists laying on her upper thighs
>Her fingers were lazily swinging back and forth towards the outlined lips
>Trying to back out from the parking spot would now become an outstanding feat to accomplish
>Nevertheless, you did it
>You gave yourself some bonus points and became relieved when you could just focus on the road
>As you exit the school's parking lot, you gave a small exhale as you the gods above gave you a reprieve
>But you soon find yourself sucking that same air back in as you feel something brushing against your arm
>It was Dash's bare foot
>Surprisingly it didn't stink of athelete's foot, but instead an indescribable aroma that turned you on
>The corner of her nail slightly scratched your skin, giving a tingling sense thhat sent shivers down your spine
>You look in the dreaded rear view mirror once again, not knowing what to expect
>You saw Rainbow have one hand under her shirt groping her left breast
>The other hand was reaching under her shorts

>You felt her foot retract and starting to hear soft moans
>You gulped and gripped the steering wheel even tighter
>Your focus on the road intensified as her moans increased in volume
>You took a detour, and went behind the park into one of the parking lots for unloading
>No one was there seeing how it was 18:00 and the sun was setting, filling the sky with an orange light
>You turned the car, and took a deep breath
>You turned around
"Look, uh, Das-"
>You were interrupted by Dash when she violently grabbed the back of your head and threw you into a kiss
>Your tongues were wrestling in a fiery passion
>You unbuckled your seatbelt and started crawling towards Dash
>You were still engaged in that rough french kiss, but you were gaining an advantage since your weight was pressing down on her trying to crawl on top
>You both now are on the floor of the van
>She reached for the bottom of your shirt, rushing to take it off
>Trying to keep the mood flowing, you cooperate and then groped both her breasts
>As she was taking off her shirt you were massaging her breasts and making her elicit such heavy moans of pleasure
>After her shirt was off her, you go back in to that battle of tongue dominance
>Minutes pass, then your hands caress the sides of her waist
>You grip the hem of her shorts and pull it down and off her feet
>Her panties was also caught in the stripping
>She returns the favor by unbuckling your belt and unzipping your pants
>She pulls down your pants and boxers, ultimately revealing your member
>Still a little flaccid, she cups her hand around your shaft
>Her soft palms is almost enough to throw you into a world of ecstasy as it moves up and down
>You insert your fingers into her moist pussy, dripping slightly with her love juices
>Two fingers right off the bat, your middle and ring finger
>She screams, but it's muffled since you two are still in that kiss

>Out of breath, you two break apart, and in compensation, you thrust your fingers harder
>The sudden surge causes Dash to jerk you harder
>"Van, I want you inside me, NOW!"
>You close in on her
>She's guiding your cock into her womanhood
>Using her juices as a lubricant, you slid in easily
>You're rewarded by listening to her scream erotically
>At this point instinct takes over
>You're thrusting back and forth rapidly
>She digs her nails into the back of your head
>You're once again thrown into a violent kiss
>You can feel the walls of her vagina clamping down on your penis
>Because of this, you're thrusting harder and faster
>She breaks away from the kiss
>"I-I-I'm caah-"
>She's breathing the words erratically
>The walls of her vagina is clamping down even tighter
>You feel the semen pulsating through your member
>You're also nibbling on the side of her neck while massaging her breast
>Her moans are now basically shouts of pleasure
>As you release together, both your bodies are convulsing
>She hugs you, your face pressed against her chest
>The last few drops of semen escape and you both roll to your sides, facing each other
>You're both panting, feeling the heat of each other's breath on your face
>She giggles and you just give a small chuckle
>She comes in closer for cuddling and you embrace her
>Could anything ruin this?
>It's so perfect

>Your beautiful childhood friend cuddling after a heartfelt intercourse under the starlit sky.
>(Wait, stars? That means it's night!)
>You sit up and reach for your pants to get your phone out of your pocket
>You check the time
>20:45
>School's closed by now, and that was your last chance to work on your portrait
>You plop back down next to Rainbow Dash
>Palms on your face, exhaling in demise
>She grabs your phone off your stomach and saw the time
>She looks at you with a hint of sadness
>"Uh, about your project... Heh, uh..." and gives a small awkward laugh
>She never knows what to say on how to console you, but she always seemed to make you feel better through her actions
>You embrace her again and just stared emptily at the ceiling of your van
>She's tracing circles on your chest with her breasts pressing against the side of your chest
>All of a sudden she snapped her fingers and propped herself on top of you, with another devious grin
>"So how about this? Instead of your painting you, get me, THE Rainbow Dash, as your girlfriend? What do you say, Van Gogh?"
>You laugh
"How come you know about Van Gogh and not Shakespeare?"
>She blushes
>"Uh shut up. I learned that in history, and I was just exhausted at the time!"
"Clearly."
>"Shut up! Now what do you say?"
>You pretend to mull over the thought of having your best friend be your girlfriend
>She is now pouting
"Of course! Are you kidding me?"
>She giggles, and drops her head on your chest
>she then looks up to you
>"Only on one condition"
"What's that?"
>"You gotta give me "rides" when I want it"
"Deal"


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