A Bit of Embarrassment Goes a Long Way
A tuft of red peeked out from beneath a large, blue quilt, bobbing excitedly against the suspended blanket. Giggles could be heard coming from the small fort of cloth and furniture, punctuated by soft gasps and short squeaks as the cover threatened to be torn away by the rambunctious owner of the red mane and its companions. "S-stop a second, Scoots..." A sharp 'eep' escaped the blanket as one of its corners bunched up and yanked the quilt from from its podium and chairs-turned-pillars. All at once, the giggling intensified as a trio of bulges wormed their ways out of the soft prison and into the open.
"Jeez, Applebloom. Way to bring down the house."
The owner of the red mane glared at her orange friend, her smile never fading, and swatted her flank. "It wasn't mah fault! You were the one that wouldn't stop until Ah was tripping."
"It's not like you actually wanted her to stop though. You were showing like crazy." The white filly crawled up on top of Applebloom and gently nuzzled the girl's neck. "Besides, it's not like we need the fort to keep going."
"Yeah! We could just keep going like this. Besides, I didn't finish!" Scootaloo grinned and planted a sloppy kiss on Applebloom's muzzle, staining the other filly's snout with the moisture around her own.
"W-we can't! I..." The yellow pony flushed, the heat from moments ago amplified by her own scent, and squirmed under Sweetie Belle's rubbing hooves. "I-it's embarrassin'."
"Embarrassing? Why would sex be embarrassing Bloom? Ponies do it all the time." Scootaloo leaned back, staring into Applebloom's autumn eyes, her brow furrowed. "We have sex all the time!"
The young farm filly bit her lip as her best friends caressed her stomach, trying to ignore the moisture rebuilding at her haunches. “B-but girls! W-we’ve never done it where others could see. Ah... Ah don’t like other ponies lookin’ at me.” Her body flushed when Sweetie’s hoof graced her teats. “P-please!”
“Geez, Applebloom. You’re more uptight than my sister.” Sweetie sighed and pulled her hoof back up to rest against Applebloom’s barrel. “Well, I guess we should remake the blanket fort.”
“Ugh, but that’s so boring! I’m tired of sex in the fort.” Scootaloo sat up, crossing her hooves over her chest, her mouth bent into a frown. “All we ever do is play in the dark. I wanna see your face! I wanna see you show! I wanna see you come!” The red-maned filly blushed and shook her head. “See? It’s not like anybody but your sister comes out here, so what’s wrong with losing the blanket? She knows we’ve been together since my first heat anyway!”
“B-but...”
“Well, why don’t we just try something different in the fort?” The unicorn gave both of her friends a strained smile, her eyes flicking between them with the hope that at least one of them would give in. “We could ask Fluttershy if she knows anything new.”
“Uh, no thanks. Do you remember when we walked in on her with one of the dogs? I don’t wanna get... uhm... stuck.” The orange filly shivered, her tail isntinctively tucking between her legs, before her eyes lit up. “Oh! Twilight!”
“Twilight? But isn’t she-?”
“A genius!? Duh! She might know a spell or something. Maybe she could even give us colt parts!” Scootaloo beamed, her wings buzzing as she imagined all the different sex magicks the alicorn could cast. “She hasta know something. Even if it isn’t a spell, I know she’s got a book we could borrow!”
Sweetie grinned with her, clapping her hooves against her pegasus friend’s as they practically danced in excitement while Applebloom watched on with dread. “A-Ah guess this means-”
“CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS, SEXPLORERS!”
“How’d you two even...? You know what? Okay, Ah think Ah can do this.” She smiled, her blushed never leaving her face as she leaned in to her partners in crime.
“CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS, SEXPLORERS GO!”
The trio giggled as they ran through Ponyville’s busy market, ignoring the annoyed grunts of ponies they displaced in their weaving trot, and only slowed when the Crystal Palace’s entrance loomed closer. Applebloom’s ears perked up when a soft grunt from the left piqued her interest, glancing over to see the Crusaders’ number one tormentor’s father hilted in an equally tan mare. Her face lit up as her eyes fell on the trail of fluids drooling into the grass, flying through the air behind the pair as he thrust into his wife, his testicles slapping against her swollen clit. She couldn’t take her eyes off the scene, despite its commonplace occurrence, even as a gush of white joined the murky pool on the ground below them.
“You go, Mister Rich!” The earth filly jumped when her friend shouted from behind her, using her back as support as she hollered and waved a hoof at the panting couple.
The stallion chuckled, straightening his jacket and smoothing his black mane while his wife gingerly replaced her dress back over her rump. “It’s impolite to make a spectacle of it, you know, but I appreciate the cheers. It’s tough for an old stud sometimes.”
The mare nuzzled against his neck, her face aflame with exertion. “Well, you haven’t lost your touch, dear. Old stud or not.” She turned to the fillies, brow arching, and fixed them with a stern frown. “Aren’t you girls supposed to be in school?”
“Nope!” Cotton candy mane bobbed in Applebloom’s vision as she watched the unicorn bounce in front of her. “It’s a holiday, remember? Isn’t Diamond Tiara home right now?”
“Oh, that’s right.” Filthy sighed, turning to his wife. “I guess that means our little gem is out with the Spoons’ girl, then. I don’t know why she thinks we don’t know about them. Honestly, I’ve never seen a child so embarrassed that she has to make up an excuse about school to go gallivanting off with her fillyfriend. Why, I remember the first time my parents found out about us. You were wearing the most beautiful pink dress.”
The mare giggled and kissed her husband’s cheek. “A pink dress that was hiked up over my withers as you stuffed me on the doorstep. A difficult moment to forget, I’d say.”
“Woah...” Scootaloo leaned in to Applebloom’s ear and had to hold back her snickering when the girl’s face lit up. “We should do that at Sweetie Belle’s place. Rarity would lose her mind.”
“You girls be careful now, and don’t be getting any ideas. I couldn’t sit for a week after my father tanned my hide for that one. Poor mother nearly had a heart attack.” The pair of adults waved before continuing on about their day, ignoring the dampness of dress and delicates as they left the fillies.
Applebloom was the first to turn back to the shimmering castle, her face still aflush, and almost stumbled when her friends sidled up next to her. Carefully, and making sure that she wouldn’t tangle up in the apple filly’s hooves, Sweetie Belle leaned in close and nudged her fillyfriend’s muzzle. “You’re showing, you know.”
“Ah- Ah am not!” She tucked her tail between her legs, just now noticing how high she had it raised, and whimpered when the fine hairs whipped against her aching pearl. “L-let’s just get inside! We’re almost there!” Both of her friends shared a laugh as she picked up her pace, walking awkwardly with her tail pressed as firmly against her backside as possible, until all three of them reached the golden doors that marked the entrance to the resident princess’ palace. With a shaking hoof, the farm filly rapped against the crystal, each knock sounding off like a chime through the glistening castle.
Seconds passed as the girls waited at the doorstep, their patience wearing thin as their foalish energy and, for one of them, their anxiety ate at it, until there was the faint sound of the handle clicking before the tingle of magic filled the space before them. At once, both doors were pulled open to reveal the town's resident princess in all of her morning glory, bed mane and all. She gasped before breaking out into a warm smile and stepped aside. "Morning, girls. I wasn't expecting any visitors today, so I'm sorry if-" A loud yawn escaped her muzzle as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. "Sorry. I was up late last night and... Well, you see what happened." The door closed behind them, the handles clicking quietly as they locked into place, leaving the four ponies to stand in the vast entrance hall. "So, what can I do for you three?"
Applebloom shifted on her hooves, her ears pinned back. "We were wonderin' if you could-"
"Hey, Twilight! Do you know any fun spells for sex?" Sweetie Belle snickered as the rambunctious pegasus jumped back on Applebloom's back, silencing her with a squeal, and almost burst out laughing at the look of shock the princess of friendship flashed before masking her surprise with a, rather strained, smile.
"And why are you asking? I understand the desire, but I doubt that any of you would be able to pull them off."
Scootaloo snorted and looked over to the pale unicorn, winking mischievously. "I knew Rainbow Dash was right when she said you were sexually repr... Repriss."
"Repressed."
"Yeah, repressed! Thanks, Sweets."
"She said what!?" The alicorn scowled, glaring daggers up at the general direction of their rainbow-maned friend. "Sexually repressed... I'll have you know that I'm very active, thank you very much! And much more responsible than the wanton acts of lust that Dash gets up to!"
"Then show us some moves!"
"Yeah, Twilight! Teach me some magic!" Sweetie Belle beamed up at the lavender mare, her eyes wide and pleading.
"I can't." At the disappointed moans of her guests, Twilight waved her hooves. "Look, it's not because I don't want you to know them, and I don't, it's because you aren't ready to learn them yet. The magicks that go along the more... intimate settings are generally pretty advanced. Summoning, transformation, intermediate manipulation, that kind of stuff. Most ponies can't even cast these spells, so they're generally left to professionals that specialize in those sorts of things and run a shop for temporary enchantments."
The fillies' ears drooped further, their tails sagging as they slumped on the floor, all save Applebloom who seemed almost excited. "That's okay, Twili-"
"Can't you just cast it for us?" The earth filly glared at Scootaloo, further regretting giving in to her pleas. "We just want something else to do since Bloom is too scared do anything outside of the dark. She won't even let us see her vagina when we have sex!"
Applebloom curled into herself, trying to make herself seem as small as possible as her face burned, which only pulled a slight frown across the princess' muzzle. "Applebloom? What's wrong?" She gently nudged the yellow pony's flank and rubbed gently until the tensity in the girl's shoulders slackened.
"Ah... Ah just don't feel right, you know, out in the open." She lifted her head, glancing furtively between her own hooves and the wide, concern-filled orbs of purple that belonged to her mentor. "It scares me. What if other ponies laugh at me? What if they think Ah'm weird?"
"Oh, Applebloom..." Twilight smiled and pulled the filly into an embrace. "There's nothing you have to worry about. Nopony's going to laugh at your, or make fun of you, especially since they all have the same parts as you do and use them just like you do. Anypony that does is wrong and I'll have a word with them myself." She stroked the filly's mane, giggling when Applebloom snuggled closer to her. "You remind me of myself when I was little. Thankfully, Celestia was there to help me out with my insecurities." She released the young pony, keeping her smile ever present in a perfect representation of her own idol, and patted the filly's mane. "While I don't recommend doing what Celestia and I did, I think Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo would be more than happy to help you grow more comfortable with yourself and I know just how I can help! All of you."
Her horn glowed, the magenta aura tinkling as it powered up and engulfed the farmer, before a distinct pop filled the entrance hall for the briefest of moments. The spell complete, Twilight opened her eyes and grinned. "There! Now, the spell will only last for a couple of hours, but it should be enough for whatever you fillies can get up to. Just-"
"I, uh... I feel weird."
"What'd it do!?"
"Yeah, Applebloom. What'd she do?"
"Woah...
Applebloom grimaced as her friends crowded around her, tucking her tail back between her legs, but the soft red barrier served little resistance against her fillyfriends' prying hooves. Both fillies gasped as their friend's hindquarters came into view, their eyes sparkling with excitement at the sight of the small pair of orbs dangling beneath the winking folds of her fillyhood. Two muzzles pressed up against the sensitive organs, each one followed by a tentative tongue as the pegasus and unicorn seemed to work in perfect tandem, and it was all Applebloom could do to keep from moaning as she felt both her old and new organs swell further. She gasped when one of the mouths trailed under her sack, its tongue drawing little circles along the hairless, dark-yellow skin, only to disappear as those lips gently nipped at the sheathe that concealed what little of her growing erection that wasn't dangling between her legs. "G-girls! T-Twilight's right..."
"It's okay, Applebloom." The alicorn gently stroked the filly's mane, still smiling, before she stood up. "Just let them explore."
"B-but, Twi-Twilight..." She eeped softly as the mouth tending to her shaft gave a slow, tentative lick to her head and shivered when the weight throbbed and slapped against her stomach, splattering wetness across her barrel.
"Scoots! Help me with this." Sweetie Belle gave another lick to Applebloom's turgid member, nuzzling against the warm flesh, as Scootaloo abandoned the small orbs she had been suckling and joined the unicorn beneath their friend's haunches, forcing the filly to spread her legs and further lower herself.
"How do you know so much about this, Sweetie? You haven't been with any colts have you?"
"Really? We see it every day! Besides, I only-"
"Girls..." The duo glanced up towards the voice, noted the frown on their mentor's face, and nodded before pressing their mouths together right at the base of Applebloom's cock, their noses massaging her sensitive flesh as their tongues tussled.
Sweetie Belle gasped, pulling back from the kiss, and nipped at the soft skin in front of her, sucking on it as Scootaloo planted her mouth at its tip. Applebloom moaned above them, her shaft twitching, and it was all Twilight could do not to join them. She watched the farm foal's face twist, her eyes squeezing shut, while her friends tended to her below. She didn't last long, her hind legs giving out, and she collapsed on her friends. Both fillies gasped as Applebloom's member twitched, spurting her first streamers of white upon their faces and her underside.
Her orgasm only lasted a few moments, long enough to blast a few sticky ropes onto her friends and the floor, before she moaned and rolled off of them, finally able to feel her hind legs again. "You did a great job, Applebloom. I'm so proud of you." The farm filly opened her eyes to see Twilight leaning over her, the alicorn's bright smile nearly splitting her face in two.
She bit her lip, glancing down at her receding cock. "B-but Ah-"
"That was amazing Applebloom! It's so much different when you see it happen up close!" Scootaloo pounced on her, smearing the semen on her stomach into both of their fur before planting a sloppy kiss on her muzzle that tasted of salt and apples. "It's a lot messier than I thought, though. It's gonna take forever to get this stuff out of my mane."
"You're telling me! Jeez, Applebloom. You should have warned us!" Sweetie Belle giggled as her friend's face fell before following Scootaloo's lead and kissed the enchanted filly. "I'm just teasing. I was worried you wouldn't like it with Twilight here. Uhm, no offense, Twilight. I'm sure she likes you, but..."
The princess shook her head. "It's okay, Sweetie Belle." She nodded to the unicorn who beamed up at her before turning back to the still panting Applebloom. "It was really brave of you to stay here like that and it wasn't that embarrassing was it? Everypony here loves you and nopony would make fun of you."
"Ah guess..."
Twilight frowned, shooting the filly a look that nearly made the girl regret hesitating. "Applebloom... What's wrong? I can understand Rarity's dislike of our nation's public indecency," she waggled her hooves in the air as her eyes rolled, "but I don't quite understand why you're so shy about it. You can tell me if something's the matter. I just want to help."
"Yeah, Bloom, what's up?" Scootaloo nuzzled against her, ignoring the sticky mess she continued to make of their coats. "If somebody is making fun of you, then I'll have Rainbow go kick some sense into them!"
"No, you won't, because we don't need Rainbow getting in trouble for hurting a foal, but I will speak to them."
All three of her friends smiled down at the farm filly, each pair of eyes bespeaking their love for her, and, for once, she didn't feel the shame that usually welled in her chest whenever she was exposed to the public view. Applebloom's face scrunched as her brain raced, recalling that pivotal moment in her life that shaped, and continued to shape, her every waking moment. Finally, she closed her eyes, heaved a sigh, and pulled her fillyfriends close as they squealed in delight. "Ah... When ah was a foal, a foal-foal, Ah remember seeing all these ponies lift their tails and wave their bits at others to get their attention...
"Ah wanted the same attention, ya know? So Ah went to mah sister and did she same thing. She... She laughed! Ah remember almost crying, but when Ah looked back at her to see why she was laughing, she looked almost ashamed..." The yellow filly could feel the tears welling in the corners of her eyes, but pushed her emotions down when she felt a pair of tongues lap at her face. "Sweetie? Scoots?"
Twilight stroked the girl's mane and leaned down to nuzzle against her cheek. "Applebloom. Why didn't you ever talk to her about it?"
"Ah was scared... Ah thought she'd just laugh at me again, or that somepony else would laugh at me." Her ears wilted, but she held back her sniffle and slowly sat up, easing her friends off her barrel. "Ah'm still scared. Ah know she won't laugh, but Ah keep thinking 'What if she does?', you know?"
"I'm sure Diamond Tiara doesn't help either." Sweetie practically growled out the name, but kept her hooves around Applebloom's midsection. "Sometimes, she makes me so angry that I just wanna scream! Still, I'm glad she's backed off a little after Mister Rich scolded her."
The three fillies shared a laugh, each of them easily recalling their run-ins with the town's bullying duo, leaving Twilight a moment to think. "Girls, I think I have an assignment for you." A harmony of awws filled the hall as each of the ponies turned pleading gazes up to the princess. "It's not that bad and besides, I've been lenient since your schoolwork has been rather heavy." She chuckled, ignoring the pleading looks her students gave her. "Anyway, this is important and only something the three of you can do together. I want you to help each other. I know you girls are having sex because it's fun and feels good, but I want you to really build your relationship. You don't have to do anything special, but I do want you to especially help Applebloom overcome her fears." Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo shared a glance, both of them grinning, but a stern glare brought their attention back to the alicorn before she gave the apprehensive foal a reassuring smile. "Don't force her to do anything she doesn't want to do. I know how persuasive two of you can be if you want to, but it's important that she isn't made to feel uncomfortable."
She turned to the apple filly, her smiling slipping just slightly, and placed a hoof on her shoulder. "Applebloom... I want you to talk to your sister. I know you're scared, but trust me. This will be the most important step towards overcoming your apprehensions." Twilight leaned down and nuzzled the girl, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle following suit. "Plus, it's supposed to be a big sister's job to help with these kinds of things. Do you really want me to be the first pony you run to when you finally start carrying a foal of your own one day?"
Applebloom chuckled, leaning into her friends' affection, before turning to face her fillyfriends with a bright smile. "You girls ready to get back to the clubhouse?"
"You bet!"
"Of course!"
"Just remember to be-!" Twilight stared as the flurry of tails took off through the newly-opened castle doors, leaving the portal ajar and the alicorn princess alone in the massive building. She sighed, closing the doors with a click and a roll of her eyes. "They'll be fine, Twilight. It's not like the spell was dangerous anyway..."
Applebloom groaned as she followed behind Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle. Despite their desire to get back to the clubhouse, she had insisted that they stop galloping when they had reached the marketplace, the pain of having her new equipment rub uncomfortably against her thighs urging her to calm their expediency. Despite the pain, however, she almost wished that they hadn't slowed down. Her eyes kept drifting to Scootaloo's backside, catching an eyeful of shining clitoris every time the pegasus' tail swished as it was held high in the air. She tried to ignore it, and the growing warmth between her own legs, but with the two chatting side-by-side in front of her and the occasional breath of wind carrying the girl's scent, she just couldn't. She could already feel herself slapping against her stomach, the head of her member oozing into her fur while her testicles grew slick with her natural lubricants.
A soft moan escaped her throat as she gave a particularly powerful throb, her head remaining firmly pressed against her body, massaging it with her coat for the few short seconds there was contact. She paused to catch her breath and glanced up to find the orange filly smiling as she winked. "You're showing, Bloom."
"Of course Ah'm showing! You keep..." She looked around at all of the eyes on her, her voice trailing off as she realized just how loud she had spoken. Her face burned, her tailing tucking between her haunches as she crossed her legs to try and hide her erection, but Scootaloo trotted back and placed her hoof around her withers.
"Come on, Bloom. You don't have to hide. I mean, look at me!" She moved back in front of the farm filly and bent forward, waving her tail end in her enchanted friend's face. "You have no idea how sore I am right now. It hurts to hold my tail up like this."
Applebloom swallowed, her eyes darting to Sweetie as she gawked at Scootaloo's folds, only to gasp as the unicorn nipped at the flesh of the mound. "Co-come on, girls. W-we're not that far from the farm. You can wait just a b-bit longer, can't ya?"
The length between her thighs bobbed and she could feel its wetness dripping onto the grass below her, adding to the last remnants of that morning's dew. She bit her lip, staring at the two fillies, their eyes wide and wavering, pleading with her. Her eyes scanned the area, the ponies' initial surprise from her exclamation gone as they continued on about their day. Nopony was looking at her. Nopony even gave her a passing remark as her stiff member swayed in the open daylight.
She could still feel the weight settled in her stomach, the crushing pressure on her heart, and her fears gnawing at her mind, yet, for once, she ignored it as her nostrils flared. The scent of hot filly wafted against her muzzle and she took the first step. She was hard, so hard that it was starting to hurt, and she could tell just by how powerful her fellow crusaders' scents were that they were equally aroused.
It shocked her that nopony was taking notice, especially considering how heady the air was around them, but she pushed that thought away as she clambered atop the pegasus' back. She could feel Scootaloo's warmth pressing against her barrel when she mounted, the dark brown lips of her vagina slathering her fur with every wink it made as she grunted under her slightly greater weight. Applebloom throbbed again, the head of her shaft just barely brushing against the girl's tail, and realized that she wasn't close enough yet.
She tightened her hooves around Scootaloo's flanks and pulled only to moan as her cock slid between the stiff peaks that marked the filly's budding teats. Another grunt. Another twitch. More wetness. She yelped as something warm, almost weightless, grasped her length, and moaned as the tingly force guided her back and against Scootaloo's waiting pot. She pushed, squishing against the filly's slit, and almost growled when she was denied entrance by the dark folds. "Scoots... Ah can't..."
Another bout of tingling engulfed her member and, judging from the squeak of surprise from the friend beneath her, Scootaloo's as well. She felt the nigh impenetrable petals spread, felt her rock meet the dew-damp fields within, and pushed again. This thrust found her buried to her sheathe in Scootaloo's fiery depths, her aching cock enveloped by the crushing walls of the pegasus' pot. Both fillies moaned, the crowd around them paying the trio little mind as the freshly endowed earth pony began to saw in and out of her lust-taken partner.
Thighs met haunches, the slaps of flesh on flesh ringing out in the town's square, and Sweetie Belle watched, enraptured, from her spot behind them. She had a perfect view of her best friends' jewels, getting whiff after whiff of fresh mare and stallion as Applebloom thrust erratically. Her eyes followed the farmer's sack as it slapped against the athletic girl's pearl, each connection punctuated by a sharp intake of breath and splatter of the filly's juices, only to shift up and stare deep into pale yellow lips above. Every few grunts from Applebloom, the tender flesh parted, flashing the flush pink orb below, seeking out the same attention that its owner was giving. Sweetie licked her lips, her hoof departing from her own folds, both drenched in arousal, and closed her mouth Bloom's trigger.
The effect was immediate, the earth pony's tail raising as she tensed and hilted one final time in Scootaloo's tunnel. She felt herself pressing against a barrier in her fillyfriend, her cock throbbing alongside her clitoris, now trapped and teased between a succulent pair of lips. The fire in her loins returned, her stomach clenching, and then the flood was released. Her molten orgasm pumped into the filly, the poor girl humped into a quivering mess, the only parts of her still standing being her hind legs and those only by the grace of her knees having locked mid-peak, before it spilled around Applebloom's flared head and gushed out to pool at their hooves.
Applebloom groaned, the fog in her mind slowly fading and leaving her with sore thighs and aching loins, and pulled away from her near-catatonic lover with a wet slurp. She gasped as her hot come spilled from the filly's cock-stretched hole and onto her retreating shaft, sucking down air as she regained what little composure her flushed state could offer. Scootaloo's entrance slowly closed, trying to trap what little semen hadn't been thrust from her body by her tunnel's clenching muscles, and the farm filly would have been more than happy to watch her slowly collapse into the puddle of seed and marecome had her vision not been filled by white and pink.
Sweetie giggled, or would have had the laugh not come out mid-moan, as Applebloom flinched back from the new slit pushed into her face. "I'm next!" She brushed her tail under Bloom's muzzle, coaxing the pole-toting filly towards her far from discreetly.
"C-can't Ah rest for a sec? It's exhausting, Sweetie." Applebloom glanced around for the first time after her rutting, noticing that a couple had actually stopped to take interest. One of them chuckled, waving at her, before moving on, the other following suit after finally tearing her eyes from the sheathe and slightly protruding shaft between the young mare's legs. "A-and ponies are noticing..."
Sweetie Belle frowned, following her cock-shy friend's gaze, before turning back and planting her rump right up against the white-stained member. She leaned back into Applebloom's barrel and nuzzled under her chin. "I think Lyra's just jealous. You know how much Bon Bon doesn't like penises. I bet she'd love to learn where you got yours."
"B-but-"
"No buts!" Sweetie turned her head and pressed her lips to Bloom's before pulling away and rubbing her hindquarters against the stiffening staff. "If you want, I can move for you. I saw Rarity with one of her ponyquins and think I can do what she did. I'll uh... I'll even let you put it in my... b-butt. I heard that stallions like that and my mom told me that Daddy really..." Her face flushed, and, for once, she understood a bit of the trepidation that Applebloom must have been facing. It was embarrassing to think about something that she wasn't used to.
"W-what about... You know." Her face matched the unicorn's as she nodded her head towards the lavatory across the square.
The unicorn's face lit up brighter than a Hearth's Warming fire, her forehoof finding a connection with Applebloom's shoulder even as she kept massaging her hardening cock between her flanks. "A-Applebloom! Y-you... You know Rarity is very met- meti... She's a perfectionist with her cleaning... She insists..." Sweetie turned away, giving one last brush of pistil on filly stamen, and lifted her rear above the bobbing rod.
"Gotta make sure it's nice and wet, Rarity, or else goodness knows how awkward that visit to the hospital will be." She played the memory over in her head, mumbling the words and following her sister's movements, and sank towards Applebloom's length. She shook, just as her sister shook, when that slightly flared head pressed against her lips, and moaned, softly, as she and Rarity sank to the hilt of their respective organs. Despite her promise to do all the work and offer of her tailhole, Sweetie was finding it increasingly difficult to lift herself from the slight squat she had dropped to. "It feels soo good, Bloom..."
"Y-you're really soft, Sweetie..."
That brought a giggle to the unicorn's throat, a giggle that died when she finally found the resolve to continue her preparation, and languidly lifted her rear. The ridges of Applebloom's head, the medial ring, and pumping veins scraped against her insides, sliding more easily as she practically gushed upon the shaft. "Once..." She dropped back down, impaling herself and wincing as her lover prodded her cervix before returning to her apex. "Twice..." She yelped as her legs nearly buckled and had to hold back a cry of pain when that blunt tip tried its best to enter her innermost reaches, but still managed to pull herself up one last time. "Thrice... And now you're right and ready for the real fun, darling..."
Sweetie Belle could practically hear her sister cooing at the rubber phallus she'd strap to her inanimate models and found her own little moans oozing past her lips when her foalish flower released Applebloom with a splash of filly juices. "Are you sure, Sweetie Belle? Aren't you nervous?"
"Why? Are you still scared?" A smile spread across the unicorn's muzzle as she looked back at the panting earth pony, both of their faces flush with a mix of heat, arousal, and, in Applebloom's case, worry. "You didn't seem that embarrassed when you humped Scoots into a mess."
"Th-that's cuz Ah wasn't thinking straight! She kept swinging her tail at me..."
"If it makes you feel any better, I 'm a little nervous." She gave the farmer a comforting smile and leaned back until the tip of the girl's member was pressing against the tight ring of her pucker. "R-Rarity always tells me that 'a lady should never debase herself in public like the common ruffian'. But it's kind of exciting, isn't it?"
Finally, Applebloom cracked a small smile, picturing the outrage that the fashionista would likely be in when she eventually found out about their little activity. "Yeah. A-and it does still feel good."
"It feels greaaat..."
Both fillies giggled at the semi-conscious pegasus' interjection, before returning to the task at hoof. Sweetie stared into Bloom's eyes, green meeting orange, before they both offered the slightest nod. Slowly, gently, the snow-white filly pressed back, the mottled brown and pink member pushing and prodding at her tailhole. She bit her lip, picturing the bright green cock that Rarity kept hidden in the box under her bed slipping past her powdered doughnut, how her older sister exhaled right as the flared head met the most resistance, and mimicked her as best as she could. The moment her body relaxed, she felt the come-slickened spear enter her bottom and slide up to the medial ring.
"O-oh wow..." Applebloom clutched Sweetie Belle's flanks, her hooves fumbling over the Markless fur and. Her cock was held like a vice in her friend's rose, throbbing and oozing precome as if to aid the already slathered length in further penetration. "Sweets... It's tight."
The unicorn gave her a terse nod, the only movement the filly made outside of the trembling in her legs. Her eyes were squeezed shut, breath held tight in her chest, and lip threatening to bleed under the pressure her blunt teeth were placing on them. It hurt. It hurt and it tingled and, just a bit, it felt amazing, but it wasn't unbearable. She sat there for a moment, breathing through her nose in short takes, before the discomforting fullness in her tailhole slowly faded into a welcome pressure with a final sigh.
It still hurt, the sharp pain replaced with a dull throb, but already she could feel the member twitching inside of her, massaging against her sensitive entrance, and it was with that that she pushed back further until she was nestled snugly against furless sheathe. "W-wow's right... Rarity didn't look like it hurt her..."
"Are you okay?"
"Y-yeah..." Sweetie pulled herself until just the tip of Bloom's shaft tugged at her pucker, stretching the flesh back just slightly, before plunging back down with a gasp. She felt the shaft twitch against her walls, press against her organs, and lifted off. Down again, then back up, each dropping adding to her momentum until she began settling into a rhythm. Halfway up, popping past the pleasure ring, back to the hilt, pull back until it tugged at her hole, then squelch back to the sheathe. Each pass over Applebloom's middle drew a sharp breath from her throat, every motion making the filly below her pant and moan into a hoof.
"Sweetie Belle... Ah'm..."
The unicorn groaned, her flower kissing the heated air between them, begging for the same treatment its neighbor was receiving, and she picked up her pace. She didn't need Applebloom to tell her she was close. She could feel her throbbing in her backside, the thick veins pumping their blood past her doughnut and the flare of the cock forcing her insides wider, and then it came.
The filly shook beneath her, thrusting her hips forward, and held onto her hips. Sweetie squeal as the first rope of heat shot into her bowels, settling just as another and another followed, until, with the help of the member pushing deeper into her, she felt bloated with seed. It wasn't enough, though, the heat not quite sending her over the precipice, so she extracted herself from the blissful farmer, relishing in the feeling of her tailhole being tugged by turgid fillyflesh, until the flare, that wonderful fat tip threatened to pop from her bottom, and gave one final push back.
She screamed as she hit rock bottom, the milky fluid that had tried to escape alongside Applebloom's shaft being forced back in, her over-sensitive pearl smacking hard on the equally tender sack setting off fireworks in love canal that rocketed up her spine. Sweetie gave one final spasm, her ringlet clenching one final time on Applebloom, before she fell forward in the grass, a look of utter bliss on her beaming face as the flared head popped free with a gush of white.
Scootaloo stood and stared at the trembling unicorn, her eyes wide and tail swishing like a mad dog's. "Woah... Bloom, you gotta let me try that too."
The bedicked filly, eyes equally wide, searched the new crowd that had gathered around them, her adrenaline pumping as their curious gazes fell upon the trio. "N-no! Later! Let's go!" With an expedience that belied her previous exhaustion, she scooped the unicorn up onto her back and pushed her protesting pegasus away from the growing groups of ponies drawn by the initial crowd, only to run face first into a chuckling stallion.
"Careful, little Apple."
"F-filthy!"
"Please, call me Mister Rich." He smiled at her, his wife chuckling behind his back, and shook his head. "That was quite the show you put on, little filly."
"Ah'm sorry, Mister Rich! I-it won't happen again!"
"Why are you sorry, Bloom? That was the best I've had since our first!" Scootaloo nudged her side with her flank and tossed a wry smile towards the filly on the farmer's back. "I bet Sweetie would agree if she wasn't dead to the world."
"I agree. That little display likely put all stallions in our quaint little town to shame. If not, then I'm sure the mares won't let their special someponies live it down." He sighed and patted the yellow pony's mane. "I don't know what's got you so uptight, little filly, but I'm sure you'll work it out. If not, I bet your friends here will do it for you!" Rich laughed, giving Applebloom one final pat on the head, then turned back to his wife. "Well, Missus Soft Serve, should we retire to our home so that I may try to live up to this child's legacy?"
The dainty mare tapped her hoof on her husband's shoulder, a faint blush on her cheeks. "Oh, Filthy, you sure know how to entice away a mare's dignity. You girls be good, now."
Applebloom watched the couple trot away, their dark tails entwined in a show of their love, before turning to the widely beaming Scootaloo. "A-ah guess that's that, then. Now everypony's gonna be talkin' 'bout how Ah did it like that."
"Yeah! I mean, Sweetie nearly broke the glass out of the windows there!" She leaned up against the Apple filly, pressing their flanks together as she wrapped her tail into the semi-conscious unicorn's. "You were awesome, Bloom. And, uh... Sorry. I was excited and I know that you don't like it, but..."
Red mane pressed under orange fur as Applebloom nuzzled the pegasus. "Ah'm okay, Scoots. It was scary, but... I don't think it was too terrible." She joined her red tail with the mix of purples and pink, smiling at her fellow Crusaders. "Just, let's wait till the clubhouse next time, okay?"
"Gotcha!" The pair trotted from their meeting with Filthy, tails entwined with the drooling filly above, and turned towards the Apple's farm, all smiles. "So, uh... Does this mean we can have sex without the fort when we get back?"
Applebloom rolled her eyes, bumping Scootaloo's backside with her own. "Ah s'pose."
"Yes!"