Chapter 13: Doing It With Class
#13 of Teaching Blueblood
Octavia can't stop thinking about Vinyl. It definitely isn't love, no matter what her fantasies say!
The night before Blueblood's punishment began...
Octavia arrived home at around eleven o'clock at night. Her orchestra recital had gone much later than she'd anticipated, and she was quite irritated about it. Vinyl was busy playing at one of her many clubs, and wouldn't be home until morning. Octavia wrinkled her nose as she thought of the many seedy places the DJ frequented.
The cellist drank a glass of water and leaned listlessly against the kitchen counter. Her schedule had left her exhausted, and she still had to muster up the motivation to take a shower. She trudged into her room, intending to get a towel from her closet.
Hours later, she woke lying on her bed. She was disgusted at her own laziness, and quickly grabbed the towel she had forgotten about. The clock beside her bed read '1:18 AM'. "I'll oversleep tomorrow," she thought angrily. "I just know it."
She began her shower intent on hurrying herself along, but soon became distracted. She had gone into heat a few days ago, and the raging hormones had affected her ability to focus. The warm water soothed her aches and pains, but it also reminded her of a recurring dream she'd been having. "Vinyl," Octavia whispered as her hoof brushed her nether lips.
She was not in love with Vinyl. She was absolutely certain of that. For that matter, she wasn't even attracted to mares. This was a temporary fixation, an immature crush that would fade the moment she found somepony that she truly loved. That pony would definitely be a stallion, and he would be nothing like the rowdy DJ.
And yet, she kept having the dream. No matter how she tried to convince herself that she didn't want Vinyl, that she didn't long to feel the unicorn's touch or to taste her lips, the dream kept coming back.
It was always the same. She would be taking a shower, and Vinyl would sneak in. She would be indignant at first, of course, but the spirited unicorn would kiss and caress her until her protests died in her throat. Then, when she had completely given in to Vinyl's advances-
Octavia parted her folds and made a sound halfway between a grunt and a moan. Her lust rising, she turned up the temperature of the water and hissed as steam began to fill the room. She rubbed herself faster, thinking about her roommate's surprisingly graceful figure. As an earth pony, Octavia was a bit more stocky than most unicorns. She had always envied Vinyl's long, perfectly shaped legs and slim body.
In her fantasy Vinyl was moving down her belly, planting kisses along the way until she finally reached Octavia's wet marehood. She was insatiable, hungrily gripping the earth pony's rump as she buried her muzzle in Octavia's pussy and forced her to orgasm over and over again...
"Oh, goddesses!" the cellist moaned as she came.
Her hoof was drenched, and still she wasn't satisfied. She pulled away, whimpering as she denied herself another round. She knew that pleasuring herself wouldn't make the aching need for another's touch go away. If anything it would fuel the fire, making it impossible for her to calm down and get some much-needed sleep. She finished her shower in record time, dried herself off, and began brushing her mane.
The sad truth was that Octavia wasn't happy. She was successful, of course, but that wasn't really the same thing. For years she had slaved to further her career, pushing herself as close to perfection as a pony could ever hope to be at her age. Her music was art in its truest form, and she loved it with the kind of passion that most ponies couldn't fathom.
Unfortunately, there was nopony to love her with that same passion. Octavia had spent so long adhering to a strict doctrine of professionalism that she didn't know if she could behave any other way. She wanted to be held, to be kissed and cuddled and - on occasion, when the stars aligned and she was feeling childish - sometimes even tickled.
But nopony wanted to, and she couldn't blame them. Her professionalism had made her unapproachable. She had let her withdrawn nature isolate her, and it was too late to change now. She had a reputation for being cold and aloof, and those were not qualities that anypony would want in a mate.
Octavia returned to her room, not quite ready to fall asleep again. She slipped under the covers and happened to look over at her closet. There was a risque outfit buried in there that Vinyl had bought for her as a joke on Hearts and Hooves Day. Octavia had lied about having a date, and her friend thought it would be funny to make her blush.
Thinking of Vinyl made her remember the one and only time she had let herself be dragged to a rave. Vinyl had been up on stage for most of the night, blasting everypony's eardrums with the chaos she called music. She had even dressed for the occasion, though what she wore was so revealing that going naked would have been more decent.
Vinyl had been half hidden from her fans by the turntables, but the music's allure had been impossible to resist. She had swayed back and forth all night, shaking her rump as she bent over her controls. Octavia had watched, unseen, from backstage with a blush that grew deeper with every passing minute. That had been the beginning of her crush, a tantalizing sight that she had never been able to forget.
"How did that dance go, exactly?" Octavia wondered. She climbed out of bed and turned on the light, then faced away from her mirror. "Was it a sort of rolling motion with the hips?" She tried to imitate the dance steps, but it didn't feel quite right.
After a few minutes of practice, she realized what she was doing wrong and began to dance for real. "Yes, I believe it was something like that." She stared at herself in the mirror, unsure of what to do now. "Actually...Vinyl wasn't naked that night, was she?"
After some hesitation, Octavia pulled an outfit out of her closet and carefully put it on. She slid into the purple panties, pulled the thigh-length stockings up her legs, and wrapped the base of her tail with a purple ribbon. A velvet choker replaced her bow-tie, and she squeezed into a lovely saddle trimmed with black lace. Numerous other ribbons were added, along with matching golden horseshoes to complete the look. One look in the mirror and she could understand why Vinyl thought the outfit would suit her.
She also saw why the DJ should never have bought it. There was no way that a sophisticated, elegant mare like Octavia would be caught dead dressed like this in public. It would be dreadfully embarrassing. Still, if she ignored the part of her that screamed for salvation from such treatment...
"I feel ridiculous," the cellist thought as she faced the mirror again. She turned in a circle, looking over every inch of her body. Lace framed her already generous curves in just the right way to make them seem irresistible.
Again Vinyl's dancing came to mind. Octavia faced away from the mirror, turning back to watch her rump as she moved it. The clothing she wore was barely more than fetish gear, and covered only enough to tease. If she imagined that it was another mare in the mirror, one with a similarly colored coat and fewer reservations, she could see that scandalous dancer fitting right in with Vinyl's pack of party animals.
"This is...actually sort of fun," she thought, much to her own embarrassment. She struck a few naughty poses, imagining a stallion's hungry eyes watching her. "Or Vinyl's eyes," she thought, and began blushing like mad. "Oh, why must I be so taken with her? She's so loud and uncouth. Why couldn't I fall for a handsome, high-society stallion?"
Resigning herself to fantasizing about Vinyl once again, Octavia shut her eyes and slid her hoof down between her legs. She rubbed her needy sex through the soft fabric that barely covered it, biting her lower lip. "Vinyl..." she whispered as another fantasy came to mind.
She was sitting in Vinyl's lap, the unicorn's long legs holding her tightly. One of those ivory hooves would slide down the soft fur of her belly and sneak into her panties, like a thief stealing what little modesty the outfit left her. Vinyl would rub her gently at first, content to slowly work up to something more involved. Octavia shivered as she imagined what the unicorn would do with her magic.
She imagined Vinyl as a gentle, patient lover. The unicorn would hug her tightly, softly kiss her lips, and whisper soothing things into her ear as her virginity was taken. "Vinyl!" she moaned desperately. She hoofed herself faster and harder, getting closer to her second orgasm of the night.
The door creaked behind her, and Octavia screamed. She spun around, panic causing her heart to pound in her chest. Vinyl stool in the doorway with one hoof covering her muzzle and a look of complete shock on her face. "Vinyl!" Octavia shrieked. "I-I thought...you weren't supposed to...h-how long have you been standing there?"
Vinyl was blushing so hard that one could almost imagine steam rising from her cheeks. "I just got home," she mumbled, unable to form a more useful sentence. The room became deathly still as they stared at each other. "Were you...thinking about me?" she asked. She broke into a cocky grin. It had a hint of something hidden beneath it, a mask stretched over a different emotion to save face. "She's disgusted," Octavia thought. "I mean, not that I can blame you or anything."
Octavia looked away, tears of embarrassment already forming. She would never be able to look Vinyl in the eyes again. She began to shake, shame and despair moving her in equal measure. Vinyl wouldn't want to spend time with her anymore. She would never annoy her with silly pranks or tease her about finding a date. Their relationship would now consist of strained silences and a few awkward words here and there.
There had likely never been hope for a romantic relationship, and Octavia doubted that she would have pursued it anyway. Even so, this killed whatever tiny chance remained. She wanted to cry, and in a few moments she knew that she would do exactly that.
Vinyl's hoof gently touched her face. Octavia opened her eyes, and was surprised to see that the DJ was far too close for comfort. Before she could form any sort of objection, Vinyl was kissing her.
The unicorn's lips weren't quite as soft as she had imagined, but that just made the kiss feel all the more real. Octavia froze, unsure of how to react. "This is just another dream," she realized. "Vinyl shouldn't be home tonight. This can't be real." She hesitated and even tried to pull away for a moment, but Vinyl wouldn't let her.
Something wet and warm brushed her lips, and Octavia's tail bristled. She parted them, allowing Vinyl's tongue to meet with her own. The unicorn was bold and assertive, while Octavia timidly allowed her mouth to be explored.
It was the kiss she had dreamed of a hundred times. It couldn't possibly be happening. Vinyl's forelegs wrapped around her neck and pulled her closer, pressing their upper bodies together. "It's a bit of a silly dream, isn't it?" Octavia thought as she returned the embrace. Her tongue timidly brushed Vinyl's, asking for more attention. "Nopony sees somepony masturbating and just makes a move like this."
Vinyl pulled away, and they both gasped for air. They stared at each other, neither sure of what to say. Finally, as was to be expected, Vinyl broke the silence. "About damn time," she mumbled, and kissed Octavia again.
It took several minutes for Octavia to accept that all of this was really happening. Vinyl guided her to the bed, and she felt a trill of excitement as the DJ climbed on top of her. She wanted to protest, and even tried once. This was too sudden, and she wanted to make sure that they both knew what they were getting into. When she opened her mouth, all she managed to do was mumble Vinyl's name. Her doubts disappeared as the unicorn's hooves roamed over her body.
Vinyl could have used her magic to help with the undressing, but she chose not to. Her hooves carefully untied the saddle and slid it down Octavia's back. The earth pony ran her hooves down her bare chest while she worked, stroking the soft fur of her ivory coat with a dreamy smile.
The horseshoes came off next. Vinyl sat them next to the bed before moving on to the ribbons. She left the one around the base of Octavia's tail alone.
The unicorn removed the choker, kissing Octavia's neck while she worked. The kissing turned to suckling as Vinyl lapped at the grey mare's coat. Octavia moaned and clutched her blue mane, loving the attention and hungry for more. She had always been sensitive around her neck, and Vinyl knew that she was quite ticklish there. The choker dropped onto the nightstand, forgotten.
Finally, Vinyl tried to remove the socks. "Wait," Octavia whispered. "We...I could keep those on, if you like. I-I mean, um, I know some ponies like that. I don't know if you do, but if-" Vinyl kissed her again, cutting off her rambling pseudo apology before it could begin. The meaning was clear: the socks could stay. Those panties, however, would have to go.
Octavia bit her lip as she watched the unicorn rub at her slit through the fabric. She was getting very wet, and it would soon begin soaking through. Vinyl kissed her chest, then moved down to her belly. It was another ticklish spot, and the DJ took full advantage of it. Octavia was caught between giggling and moaning as her stomach was stroked.
Octavia had always been a little self-conscious about her appearance since she wasn't one of the thin, graceful ponies that were very common in Canterlot. She ate well, but kept in shape. The result was a mostly trim stomach that still showed a little of the earth pony "stockiness" that one might expect.
Vinyl finally reached the edge of her panties. Octavia held her breath as the unicorn carefully clasped the fabric between her teeth. She pulled down, and for a moment the only sound in the room was fabric sliding against fur. The unicorn gently pushed on her hips, urging her to roll over. Octavia obediently turned onto her stomach and lifted her rump into the air. She waited with baited breath, her backside presented to Vinyl like a gift on Hearth's Warming Eve. All that was left was to finish unwrapping it.
Vinyl pulled the garment the rest of the way off and let it hang from her hoof for a moment before dropping it onto the floor. "Holy Celestia," Vinyl said as she looked over the earth pony's naked body. "We should have done this months ago."
Embarrassment made Octavia hide her face in her hooves. Vinyl's soft chest pressed against her back as the DJ lay on top of her. "You're really cute like this, Octy." Her breath tickled the cellist's ear. "I might have to do this more often. Y'know, you don't have to be so snooty all the time."
"I'm not snooty," Octavia argued, even as she shivered under Vinyl's touch. The unicorn climbed further up, and nuzzled into her neck with an appreciative murmur.
Something tingled around her nether regions, and Octavia squealed in surprise. Vinyl whispered into her ear to calm her down, holding her tight enough to be reassuring but not so tightly that she couldn't pull away if she wanted. Octavia tried to relax as Vinyl probed her body, the unicorn's magic tickling her belly and caressing the insides of her thighs.
A tendril of magic gently parted her lower lips, and Octavia gasped. "Slowly," she said meekly. "I've n-never..."
"You've never been with a mare?" Vinyl asked.
Octavia's voice slowly got higher and quieter while she spoke, until she could only make an embarrassed squeak. "N-No, I...haven't been with anypony. At all."
Vinyl chuckled and stroked her mane. "Don't worry, Octy. I promise to blow your mind as gently as possible." Sensing Octavia's apprehension, she kissed the cellist's neck and ended her spell. Her voice lost almost all of its cocky attitude as she tried to comfort her friend. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to, Octy. I only want it if you do too."
"Keep going," Octavia said. "Just, please, take it slowly. I'm told that the first time can be quite painful."
Vinyl squeezed her gently and lit up her horn once again. "I know a few good spells to use," she said. "Don't worry, babe. I'll take good care of you." The unicorn's horn pulsed, and a pleasant numbness spread through Octavia's lower body. "It's not going to hurt too much, but it might still be uncomfortable. Ready?"
Octavia nodded, and the pressure inside of her increased. Vinyl gripped her in a comforting, firm embrace as the tendril of magic spread her lower lips wide open. The pain was dulled by magic, but she still felt some of it. She squirmed a bit, but the unicorn held her down until the pain subsided. It only took a few minutes, and with the help of another spell or two she felt as good as new in no time.
Octavia moaned and shivered as the magic explored her body, her lover's gentle grip keeping her warm and comfortable. That feeling of safety was very important in putting her at ease. After a few minutes, the DJ began working her up to a very nice climax. All at once, Vinyl stopped. "You should totally come to my next show," she said.
Octavia let out a frustrated whine and tried to push back against the magic penetrating her. "You're talking about this now!?"
"Hell yeah!" Vinyl said with a mischievous giggle. "Do you have any idea how awesome it would look if I showed up with one of the most famous classical musicians in Canterlot on my arm?"
"I-I can't!" Octavia said. "I have...I-I have a reputation to think of. Can't we talk about this later?"
Vinyl nibbled her ear, earning a tense grunt. "Fine," she said with a sigh. "But at least promise that we'll go somewhere together. We don't have to tell anypony if you don't want to. It can be a secret date, like in one of your stupid chick flicks."
"Those are love stories," Octavia grumbled. For a few moments she tried to resist, but Vinyl had her right where she wanted her. "Promise we'll go out," the unicorn whispered into her ear. "Otherwise, I won't let you cum."
Her voice quivered as she spoke. "I promise!"
Vinyl leaned back, straddling the earth pony's curvy hips while her magic continued to penetrate her. Octavia moaned and bucked beneath her, able to move freely now but content to let her mate take care of her. She looked back to find the DJ watching her through violet lenses with a cocky smile. A hard slap on her rump made her squeal, and Vinyl's magic pushed much deeper into her. Her cervix tingled, signaling that Vinyl had claimed every last inch of her. "You'd better keep your word, Octy, because from now on this classy ass is mine!"
Octavia's voice built in volume until she was screaming. Vinyl increased her pace, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. When her peak finally hit, it was absolutely explosive. The earth pony screamed loud enough to wake the dead, and her pussy clenched around Vinyl's magic. She was held open, her tunnel spread wide around the invisible invader like a glass toy.
"'Atta girl," Vinyl said as she lay down on top of her cellist. Octavia gasped for air, her throat raw and tender. "How was that, hmm? You gonna keep your promise, or do I have to do that again?"
With all the strength she had left, Octavia raised her head up and kissed the unicorn. "That was wonderful. Sh-Should I do you now?"
"Nah," Vinyl said dismissively. She rolled limply off of Octavia and grabbed her in a full-bodied hug. "I'm really dizzy all of a sudden. Too many spells at once. I...I need sleep." She gave Octavia a dreamy smile. "It was worth it, though."
Instead of voicing her agreement, Octavia kissed her. "Thank you, Vinyl. I'll call in sick tomorrow, and we'll go on our date."
"Call in sick?" Vinyl asked. "Uh, from what? Don't you usually have Saturdays off?"
"Tomorrow is Friday, Vinyl."
The unicorn shifted, sliding down Octavia's body until her head was resting on the earth pony's stomach. "Tomorrow is Saturday," she said. "You're working too hard, Octy. You need to loosen up a little." She wrapped her hooves around Octavia's midsection and hugged her tightly. "Heh, you've got a cuddly belly. It needs wubs."
"W-What are you doing?" Octavia asked. "Vinyl, no! No, that t-tickles!" she tried to squirm away, but there was no escape. Vinyl had made her scream for the second time that night, but for a very different reason.
When Octavia woke up, she naturally assumed that she was in her own bed. Her bedroom was usually quite cold in the mornings, so it was a pleasant surprise to wake feeling warm and safe beneath her blanket. She curled up, hugging one of her pillows and reliving a very pleasant dream.
Octavia slowly opened her eyes and looked around at Vinyl's room. It was pitch dark, but she could feel the unicorn sleeping next to her. "That really happened," she thought. "Vinyl and I had...um, a night together."
For a while she just lay there, wondering how she was supposed to feel now. What was it that Vinyl had told her about loosening up? She decided not to worry about it yet, and laid back down to warm herself with her new marefriend's body heat. She napped peacefully for over an hour, lost in the soft fur and supple curves of her DJ.
An idea sprang to mind, and Octavia carefully slid under the sheets. She groped around for Vinyl's legs and slowly pushed them apart. After climbing between them, she gently rested her hoof on Vinyl's marehood. "So, I'm here," she thought. "Now what?"
Perhaps it was best to start slow. Octavia moved her hoof in circles and waited for a reaction. When nothing happened, she stuck out her tongue and hesitantly licked Vinyl's lips. She thought that one of the unicorn's legs twitched, but it could have been her imagination.
Minutes passed by, and Octavia began to get more adventurous. She lapped at Vinyl's lower lips, tasting a few traces of liquid excitement as the unicorn began to respond. She pressed on with renewed vigor, happy that she was at least provoking a reaction.
It was quite difficult to get the hang of this, especially since Octavia couldn't see what she was doing. Moving her tongue one way might do nothing at all, but sliding it a bit higher or lower could cause Vinyl to shiver and moan in her sleep. She kept experimenting, and soon felt a small nub beneath her tongue. Vinyl's back arched when she touched it, and a small gush of fluid hit her muzzle.
The unicorn shifted in her sleep and wrapped one leg around Octavia's, forcing her to go deeper. "Success!" she thought as the juices really began to flow. She worked her tongue, coaxing a sleepy moan out of her friend, and backed off slightly to avoid waking her.
It didn't take long for Vinyl to hit her peak. She let out a quiet, adorable gasp and gripped Octavia's head tightly between her thighs. Octavia played with her clit with one hoof while the other stroked her belly. Vinyl's fluids soaked her muzzle, and she grimaced at the mess. Nevertheless, it was a mess that she was proud to have caused.
"Hmm?" Vinyl murmured, finally waking up. She seemed confused to be out of breath, and began looking around for her friend.
"Down here," Octavia said as she crawled up to eye level. She saw that the sky outside was beginning to lighten, and could just barely make out Vinyl's face. "How do you feel?"
"Good," Vinyl said. "What...what happened just now? Why were you down there?"
Octavia kissed her, and she tasted herself on the earth pony's lips. "No way," Vinyl mumbled. "No bucking way. Did you just do what I think you did?"
Octavia giggled and gave her a peck on the cheek for good measure. "I did, and you should watch your language. If you'll excuse me, I need to freshen up. I'll be back in a minute."
Vinyl turned over after the earth pony was gone, already missing her warmth. "She'll be back soon," Vinyl thought happily. "Then she won't have any excuse not to cuddle with me."
The shower began to run, and Vinyl settled down to wait. One of her hooves examined her sopping wet marehood. "I can't believe she just did that. I always thought she was all prim and proper, but I guess what they say about the quiet ones has some truth to it. That's...that's way hotter than I thought it would be."
The sun rose, and Vinyl began to get impatient. Finally she heard the water shut off, and hunkered down to pounce on Octavia when she entered the room. "Vinyl?" the earth pony called from across the hall. "C-Can you come here? I'm feeling a little strange."
Vinyl saw a light shining from beneath the bathroom door, and Octavia began to scream. "What in Equestria is going on!?" she wondered as she leapt off the bed. A strong field of magic disoriented her, and she struggled to make it to the bathroom door. Octavia screamed her name, and the light suddenly died. After a moment wasted fumbling with the lock, Vinyl turned around and kicked open the door. She found Octavia alive, and almost collapsed with the relief.
The earth pony was curled up in the floor, quivering and sobbing. Vinyl rolled her over and gasped in shock.
Once again, Terrabutt draws an amazing plot. Just...just look at it. Go on, I'll wait. This chapter has TWO parts, by the way. Octy is fine, I promise. You can probably guess what happened to her, but don't spoil it for everyone else! Also, don't be shy about leaving comments. I just love hearing from you guys.
As I was saying before Classyass up there distracted me, I'm still not sure how to get to that site. Here it is for those of you with the same problem. If you'd like to see what she looked like in that outfit, this little number by Longinius is what inspired it. Octavia has best ass.