DCFTEF - Dash Next Door

>Hanging out next to your locker, putting books away.
>Cute tomboy girl crashes into you.
>Fucking Rainbow Dash.
>She's been your next door neighbor since you were like 5.
"Anon! You gotta let me copy your homework for math class. I didn't get it done last night."
>Ugh...Dash always wants to copy your homework for something.
"Fuck off Dashie, do your own homework for a change!"
>She tries the puppydog eyes on you.
>It's not very effective.
>Then she plays for sympathy.
"Aww, come on, Anon...my Dad is gonna kill me if I get another 'Missed Homework' notice from Principal Celestia! I'm already grounded because of the last one!"
>You snort derisively.
"Maybe you should...I dunno...do your homework maybe?"
>She looks at you like you're crazy.
"I totally wanted to...but there was a killer soccer match on last night & I just couldn't pull myself away. It went double overtime...it was 11pm before it ended and my Dad was telling me to go to bed!"
>You roll your eyes.
"That's a crap excuse, Dash."
>She puts her hands on her hips.
"I'm the Captain of the school team! I have to watch all the important matches."
>You begin to walk away.
"Wait! Anon...please...I'm really desperate!"
"My Dad really got mad at me the last time I got a missed homework letter."
"He says next time I'm gonna get an ass-whipping."
>You smile and chuckle a bit.
"Sounds sexy. Leave your bedroom window open so I can watch."
>She punches you in the arm.
>She's a small girl, but it still hurts.
"You jerk! It's not sexy...it hurts! I'm 15 years old, I don't want a spanking! Please Anon, aren't we friends? Please help me out?"
>You think about it for a few seconds.
>Opportunity knocks.
"Alright, but you've gotta let me get those fingers wet."
>She shoves you back into your locker.
"Eww, you pervert!"
>You chuckle.
>She's just playing with you now.
"Come on Dashie, it's not the first time."
>Now she rolls her eyes.
"If you're referring to that time in your tree house we were like...9."
>You shrug your shoulders.
"Okay. Have fun with that missed homework letter."
>She pretends to snort angrily.
>But you know it's just an act.
"Fine...just wait a few seconds."
>She scurries away and talks to that weird freshman who's always following her around.
>Dash hurries back.
>She grabs you by the wrist.
"Okay, come on, I just bought us about 15 minutes."

>Rainbow Dash leads you to the janitor's closet.
>To your surprise, she has the key.
"Scruffy lets us keep extra sports equipment in here. Since I'm Captain of...like...every team I get a key."
>You're not convinced.
"What if the janitor comes in?"
>Dashie giggles.
"Don't work...I'm brilliant. I just gave Scootaloo 50 cents to go to the cafeteria and puke. She said it was no problem, she'll just shove her fingers down her throat. Scruffy is gonna be busy cleaning that up for at least 15 minutes."
>Ah...maybe Dash is brilliant.
>You two duck into the janitor's closet.
>She pulls up her skirt.
>You stare at her tight, spandex clad rear.
"Well, whatcha waiting for, Anon?"
>Oh wow.
>Dash has always just been the cute girl next door.
>Not the hottie you fantasized about.
>But you've still watched her from your bedroom window a thousand times.
>Getting undressed, dancing around in her underwear with the headphones on.
>You've masturbated to her hundreds of times.
>Now there it is, right in front of you.
"Come on, Anon, are you just gonna stare at it?"
>You gently slip your fingers into the waist band of her spandex shorts.
>You peel them down to her knees.
>Just a thin pair of cotton panties between you & nirvana.
>Yellow & white with a soccer ball print.
>Her smell...sweat, boys deodorant & a slight whiff of tuna drives you crazy.
>You slip her panties down, savoring every moment.
>A thin string of vaginal fluid sticks to the crotch, stretching like a spider web.
>You don't waste time.
>You're gentle...you and Dash have been friends forever.
>It's not the first time you've touched her sweet candy.
>But when you were 9 you didn't know what you were doing.
>You were just playing Doctor.
>This time you're determined to show her a good time.
>You part her outer lips with your left hand.
>The right hand strokes her sensitive inner lips.
>No lack of lube...her juice is overflowing.
>It's running down her leg.
>You take your left hand away, trapping the right in her tight, athletic cunt.
>You wipe up some of the natural lube and go for hole #2.
"Whoa! Easy Anon...I wasn't expecting that!"
>You back off.
"I didn't say stop...just take it slow."
>You keep stroking her tender vaginal lips.
>With your other hand you massage the rim of Dashie's asshole.
>She's moaning softly...her legs are trembling.
>Oh jeeze, your cock could carve diamonds right now.
>Limited time...gotta work fast.
>You slide your right hand up her pussy and rub the clitoral hood.
"Oh god, anon...don't stop, don't you dare stop!"
>You rub faster.
>Her whole butt is twitching.
>Time to slip the finger in her butt.
"Oh shit, Anon!"
>Oh, you're committed now.
>Two in the pink, separate hand in the stink.
>Not that it stinks...she's pretty clean.
>Your right hand continues its assault on her clitoris.
>Holy fuck, she's gushing vaginal ooze.
>It's all over your hand, up to your wrist.
>Your other hand has a finger deep in her tight, warm asshole.
>The ring crushes down on your finger.
>You wish it was your cock...maybe someday.
>For now you have to be satisfied with a quick fingerbang.
"Oh sit...Anon, I can't take it...finish me!"
>You don't know how long you've been at this.
>Hopefully Scootaloo's vomit distraction has worked.
>But you've gotta finish now.
>You slip your fingers under Dash's clitoral hood.
>She moans out loud.
>So loud you worry about getting caught.
>She was worried about a missed homework letter?
>Shit, how's Rainbow Dad gonna feel about his daughter getting caught in the janitor's closet with her shorts around her knees.
>He'll probably murder you for doing it.
>You rub her exposed clitoris in a fast circle.
>That's all it takes.
>She orgasms...the juice runs all over your hand and forearm.
>She falls to her knees hard, panting in ecstasy.
>You think it's over.
>But she surprises you.
>In a flash, Dash turns around.
>Before you can react the unzips your fly and reaches inside.
>You boner provides her all the help she needs.
>It's so rigid she grans it like a handle.
>Dashie reaches down to her own puss and wipes a load of slippery fluid onto her hand.
>She reaches up and gives your member a few strokes.
>But then it goes straight into her mouth.
>Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.
>This is so much better than Playstation.
>You wish it would last longer.
>But the cute tomboy from next door finishes you in seconds.
>You blow a massive load of thick, pearly cum into her mouth.
>Not a drop is spilled.
>Cheeks puffed up, she looks at you and smiles.
>Then she spits out your load into the janitor's mop bucket.
"Fuck Scruffy" she says.
>You don't argue.
>You two take a few minutes getting cleaned up.
>She's a mess.
>After she orgasmed she came down so hard she skinned her knees on the concrete floor.
"Jeeze, don't worry Anon, I'm a jock, nobody will ever notice."
>It takes 20 cheap High School grade paper towels to clean up her thighs, wet with vaginal fluid.
>You want to clean her dick too, but she stops you.
"You better not. I'm gonna sneak over later today and sniff your cock. You better still have my smell on it or you're in trouble, mister. If you still do, you'll get a reward instead."
>Awesome.
>Dash pulls up her panties, and her spandex shorts.
"Do I look okay?"
>She does a twirl to let you check her out.
>She looks hot, but that's not what she's asking.
"Yeah, everything is in place."
>She kisses you on the cheek, then kisses her fingertips and pats your dick.
"See ya later!"
>She forgot something.
"Wait!"
"Don't you still need my math homework?"
>Dash giggles.
"Nah. I copied it from Applejack on the bus ride to school."

>That sneaky little minx.
>This was all a set-up from minute one.
>Well, joke's on her.
>Applejack is a fucking idiot at math.
>She'll be lucky to get even one answer correct.

The End