//------------------------------// // The Special Tutor: Part 2 // Story: Apples to Ashes // by Gnome //------------------------------// The Special Tutor: Part 2 "Girls, can ya'll help me with this?" Applebloom licked her lips. The two mares looked at each other with a disgusted look. "No, AB. We aren't into that kind of stuff." Scootaloo said. "Not like that, sicko. I just think there is something wrong with Scythe." Applebloom said. She pointed a hoof to the stallion that stood petrified. Scythe had his eyes closed. He was acting as if the kiss hadn't stopped yet. "Oh... Hehe that... Yeah I got that," Scootaloo said, walking over to the red stallion. She raised her hoof and smacked him on the back of his head. "Ow! what gives Scootaloo?!" Scythe yelled snapping out of his trance. "Ya were over there acting like a damn fool," Applebloom said over Scootaloo's obnoxious laughter. Scythe blushed. "Oh um, sorry," he apologized. ~~~~ "Ok Scythe your turn to pick." Scythe put a hoof to his chin, deep in thought. "Pfft, this is a girls game I quit," he said, trying to act like he was too masculine to play the game. "You're just saying that because you can't think of a good dare," Scootaloo accused, pointing a hoof at the red stallion. Scythe was relieved of the orange filly's accusations when Rarity, opened the door and poked her head through. "Time for bed Sweetie. Girls are you fine with Scythe sleeping in here? I really don't have room for him." Rarity said. Sweetie smiled and practically squeaked out a "yes!" Rarity's horn glowed and a blanket and small mattress was placed in the corner. Scythe looked at them and then back at rarity. "Thank you, Miss Rarity." Scythe said. He walked over to the mattress and plopped down. He was watching the fillies as the were huddled, as if on a hoofball team. All of them looked to Scythe before giggling. "Ok, what's up." Scythe demanded. Simultaneously, the three fillies looked at him. After a moment went by, Sweetie spoke up. "Girl talk," she said. Scythe rolled his eyes. ~~~~ Scootaloo and Scythe sat on the bed. He was watching Applebloom and Sweetie, style each other's manes. Scootaloo already had hers done. 'She's kind of pretty with straight hair. Nothing on Applebloom though,' Scythe thought. He looked to Applebloom. He didn't understand all of the feelings he had towards her, but he didn't question them. Applebloom obviously liked him back. So, what was he worried about. Scythe laid down on the pillow and started to drift off, leaving the mares to their gossip. _______________________________ The next morning was very uneventful Scythe's mom had to work right after he returned home. As a matter of fact the first thing she said to him was, "bye honey." Then walked out the door. It was now midday and Scythe was laying on the couch crunching some potato chips in his mouth. He sat up when he heard a knock at the door. He walked over to it and opened it, finding a certain filly. "Hey Applebloom," he said cheerfully. "Ready for your tutor session?" Applebloom nodded and walked in. "Um, Scythe? Where do I put my books?" "Just sit them on the couch." Applebloom walked over to the couch and sat her saddlebags down. She tried to suppress the nervous blush she knew she must have had on her face. ~~~~ Scythe and Applebloom sat side by side on the couch, studying a rather large math book. Well Applebloom had her mind somewhere else. She couldn't focus. "Hey Scythe?" "Yes, Applebloom?" "Well it's just silly... But... Do you wanna... Um... Kiss?" Applebloom asked twirling a hoof on the ground. She was looking at the ground, trying not to let him see her blush. For some reason, she unable to meet his gaze. "Sure," Scythe said. Much to Applebloom's astonishment. Applebloom grew a wide smile and looked at him. Before she could do anything else, Scythe pressed his warm lips to hers. She nearly squeaked with joy but stopped remembering her mouth was occupied. She wrapped her hooves around him pulling him closer. Her lips parted. Scythe took the invitation and lowly slid his tongue in her mouth. He the inside of her mouth, wrestling with his tongue. They looked into each other's eyes and then started to close them. It felt like hours before Applebloom finally broke the kiss. They once again locked gazes, panting heavily to gain back the breath they'd lost. A thin string of saliva still connected their mouths. 'Alright, just like Scoots told me,' she thought. Applebloom pressed forward again and took Scythe by surprise. She pressed her lips to his again. The kiss though lasted not even a second though. Before she broke and kissed his cheek. Scythe on the other hand was completely lost to the world. He was in a trance of some sort. He didn't know what was going on or how Applebloom's kisses were traveling lower. But them he felt something that sent shivers up his spine. Applebloom kisses the tip of his erection. Scythes gasped in a mix of emotions, shock being a big one. "A-Applebloom? W-What are you doing?" "Oh um, I-I guess I'm just curios," she said, looking up at him innocently. Scythe opened his mouth to speak, but the words didn't come. Applebloom licked from the base of his sheath to the tip, silencing him. Scythe decided to shut his mouth for once and just go with it. Applebloom reached the tip and looked up at Scythe. He was lost. She slid her mouth over the tip and started suckling on it. Scythe gritted his teeth overjoyed from the pleasure her warm wet mouth was giving him. Scythe reached a hoof down and petted her head. As soon as his hoof touch the back of her head she went lower. The almost hot sensation of her warm throat enveloping his member. He gave a low grunt of pleasure. Scythe stroked Applebloom's blood red mane as she slowly bobbed her head. She reached about half of his length before she had to pull back up again. She had never done this before, but she was enjoying herself. Scythe reached another hoof down and slowly rubbed her back whilst the other hoof was petting her mane. Applebloom coughed and quickly came up for air. She could tasted a faint hint of salt on her tongue as she started sucking on the tip. Scythe enjoying every minute of it. Her warm mouth and the attention she was giving him was almost too much. He released her and sat back on his hooves. Letting her do her duty. Applebloom once again went down but this time she went further than halfway and almost reached the bottom. Until she started choking. She pulled her head back up and completely off his rod. She looked up at him with a very nervous, almost scared, look in her eye. She stood up and kissed him. Scythe was surprised when she put a hoof to his chest and started to push. He laid back against the couch as Applebloom started to climb over him. She broke the kiss as she felt the tip of his member touch her marehood. She seemed to get more nervous then. "Um...Scythe?" Scythe looked up to her with her face sporting a color even more red than his coat. "Uh, yeah?" "Well I've never did... this before so... would you, um... take it slow?" Applebloom asked. Scythe nodded. Applebloom shut her eyes tight as she started to lower herself on to him. But before that could happen... The door opened.