Squeaky Clean (or Dirty)
“Rarity! I’m Back!” Sweetie Belle shouts as she barged into the Carousel Boutique; slamming the door behind her. Opalescence jumps up and scurries off under the couch, frightened by the noise.
“Just a minute, dear. I will be down in a moment” Rarity calls from above, more than likely working on the next signature product for her upcoming spring line.
Sweetie Belle sits down on the couch, gazing at the sunset while contemplating the fun that she just had in the past 24 hours. Applejack agreed to her pleas to have a slumber party at Sweet Apple Acres with Applebloom. The two friends spent their time playing in the field, helping Granny Smith devour her homemade apple cobbler and staying up most of the night telling scary tales of lost ponies in the Everfree Forest.
“Welcome back, dear! I’ve been wai- Wahahaa!!” Rarity yells as she reaches the bottom of the stairs. “You are positively filthy young lady! What were you doing to get you so…so…deplorable?”
“Well…I did just spend the night at Applejack’s, so what did you expect? Of course I would get a bit dirty…”
Rarity continues to look baffled at her sister’s demeanor. “Couldn’t you at least ask if you could wash up before you left?”
“Didn’t think to, I was having so much fun…”
Shaking her head, Rarity turns around and begins to climb the stairs.
“Come along darling, we best run you a bath no before you dirty anything else gets dirty.”
With a sigh, Sweetie Belle stands up and follows Rarity upstairs into her bathroom. The rather impressive tub stood in the center of the room suspended by four short gold feet; a window sits behind it letting the fading light of the sun cast an orange glow in the room. The bath water already running by the time she arrives.
“Check the water dear, is it too hot?”
Sweetie puts her forehoof under the running stream, a soft sigh leaving her lips as she feels the pleasant temperature radiate up her leg.
“That’s perfect.”
“Good, now which do you prefer,” Rarity levitates two bottles of bubble bath in front of her. “lavender or vanilla?”
“I guess lavender is fine.”
Rarity pours a bit of the solution under the running tap, the tub now about half full. A small mound of frothy foam already forming its insulating layer.
“I never did ask, but how was your night dear? Did you and Applebloom have a good time?”
“It was so much fun!”
Sweetie began to tell the adventures she and her friend went on last night. Since all three received their Cutie Marks, time spent trying and failing to find their destinies was no longer a necessity. Their time outside of school was now spent helping other foals find their marks, while sometimes they would play with together without a care in the world. Rarity smirks as she remembers when she was young and had so much excited energy.
“And we are ready!”
With the tub now full of a generous helping of bubbles over the rim, Sweetie climbs in the rather large tub. A happy sigh escaping her lips as she sinks in; the lavender was a good call after all. As she closes her eyes, Rarity takes off her robe and begins to climb in as well.
“Thank you, rarity, this bath is wonderf- wait, what are you doing?” she asks stunned.
“Oh, don’t you fret, I’m just going to pamper you a little. You will enjoy it!”
Rarity slips under the water; laying at the other end of the tub facing Sweetie Belle. She then proceeds to grab the washcloth from the side of the bath and dunk it under water. Once wet, she squeezes a helping of purple shampoo inside and rubs it around until foaming. The washcloth runs along Sweetie’s body and she begins to moan; sinking deeper into the mound of bubbles.
“See? Didn’t I say you would like it? You deserve it!”
“Yes…you were right…thank you again…”
Her thoughts drift as the soft cloth begins to run over her body; relaxing her muscles while getting the bulk of the dirt off her legs and torso. Rarity starts up top with her forehooves and upper chest and evenly scrubs her body slowly. She continues to wash lower until she is at Sweetie’s flanks. The washcloth mistakenly brushes against the filly’s lower lips and she gasps.
“Sorry dear! Did I hurt you?” Rarity says in shock, pulling the washcloth up and away from her body.
“N-no sis, I’m okay…”
While hesitant, secretly inside she thought the sensation felt surprisingly good. She hadn’t the thought to pleasure herself in quite some time, so she started to feel the heat spontaneously build between her hind legs.
“Be a dear and stand up please,” Rarity beckons as she sits back. “Oh, and turn around too.”
Sweetie Belle does as commanded, leaving the warm embrace of the water. She sheepishly turns so her flank-side is facing her sister. Rarity begins to wash her white flanks while she admires her posterior.
“My my, you certainly are growing up dear.”
While washing her rump, Rarity gently swishes her sister’s tail aside, so her ass was in full view. Sweetie’s heat was growing into a raging inferno, sending a convulsion that causes her vulva to wink.
“Looks like somepony is in heat…having trouble releasing your tension darling?” she gets closer and immediately smells the musk emanating from the filly’s behind.
“Y-yeah Rarity, I don’t have too much time to do that…this seems a bit wrong…” Sweetie says, clearly feeling a bit uneasy.
Sweetie’s mind is racing; a feeling she got often when in trouble, however, Rarity clearly didn’t seem to find this uncouth. Rarity begins to rub the still-wet cloth against the filly’s lips; not too hard, just enough to create a sensation of light pleasure. Sweetie’s face blushes red as she lets out a long light moan, eliciting a chuckle from her sister.
“sounds like someone is enjoying this…” she responds, continuing to passionately rub her vagina.
Moments later, Rarity senses that this is not enough. She lays back in the tub and tells Sweetie to sit on her chest. She complies, and Rarity levitates the showerhead from above the faucet, turns it on, then lets it dive beneath the sweet-smelling water. The shower grazes against the younger sister’s chest, slowly making its way towards the main target. The feeling of warm pressure against her pussy makes her moan louder and more passionately this time.
“See why I had a shower put in here now?” questioned Rarity, but there was no reply as the filly continued her cries.
“P-please… harder!” she pleaded.
Rarity agreed, turning the hot water on higher so it could continue its assault on her privates. Not even a minute later, she is screaming, and her hind legs are shaking in the bath, letting the long-awaited climax arrive. Her marecum left the pussy, dissolving in the water below as Rarity pulls the shower head away and turns it off. Sweetie lays there for a moment panting as the afterglow washes over her.
“My goodness dear, I hadn’t a clue it had been so long! Felt divine, right?”
“Y-yeah…divine…” Sweetie mutters as she leans in close.
They both turn their heads towards one another as they come ever closer. Finally, Rarity breaks the tension and comes in for a kiss. Sweetie’s eye shot open in surprise, but quickly close as she reciprocates her sister’s action. Rarity lets out a small moan as their tongues dance and swirl inside. Soon they break apart; a saliva trail arching down into the bubbles below.
“I love you, sis.”
“I love you too, darling,” Rarity responds, caressing her sisters head for one more moment before speaking. “Now, I believe it is my turn for a bit of ‘pampering’, right?”
She nudges Sweetie off her chest and Sweetie turns around to face her sister. She is already aroused from the previous actions, and clearly, Sweetie was the one who needed to rectify the situation.
“Wait you want me to…how?” she stammers. “I’ve never helped somepony else m-masturbate before.”
“Don’t worry, I'll guide you,” Rarity says with a smile. “First, try rubbing my clit with your hoof…just, be gentle, please.”
Sweetie lifts one of her forelegs up from the bottom of the tub slowly approaches her sister’s puffy slit underwater. She gently pushes her hoof against the opening and Rarity gasps.
“G-good, now gently pulse it up and down.”
She then does as her sister asks; slowly rubs her pussy up and down. Rarity moans above, letting her sister know that she is doing good. This goes well for a few moments until Rarity wants more. She arches her lower body up and props her rear legs over the tub’s sides; her pussy spread wide and mostly above the warm water.
“Now, I want you to eat me out!” she exclaims between soft moans.
“You want me to do…what?” she questions, pausing her actions; she isn’t entirely sure what ‘eating out’ means.
“Maybe she wants another kiss?” She wonders, but before she could think of anything else, Rarity replies.
“Eating out is when you put your mouth on another mare’s pussy. It can also be called cunnilingus.”
“cunnili-what?” Sweetie blurts out, giggling a little at her choice in vocabulary. Even Rarity lets a chuckle escape her lips.
“N-never mind dear, just put your muzzle against my pussy please.”
Nervously, Sweetie approaches her sister’s vagina; putting her lips against her sister.
“Good, now lick inside…” She pushes her tongue inside, tasting the savory cum leak out as her sister moans even louder above.
“Yes! This is perfect!”
As she eats her out, Rarity then begins to feel her position rather uncomfortable, so she pulls the plug out of the tub. As the water gurgles down the drain, Sweetie continues to lick and suck, now understanding what to do to please her lover. The water falls to about half full when the stopper is plugged back into the drain; Rarity now comfortably resting at the bottom of the soaking tub.
“Am I doing good?” Sweetie Belle asks, stopping for a moment.
“Divine darling” the eldest strains. “now suck my clit!”
She didn’t have to ask again; with great speed, she dives back down and begins to suck again. Rarity screams out loud as the pleasure sweeps through her body. Eventually, the climax is imminent.
“I’m cumming!”
Sweetie’s eyes grow wide as her muzzle is bombarded by marecum. She sputters for a moment then pulls away; seeing Rarity sit above her emitting a long quiet moan.
“Hah…t-thank you, dear…that was…” Rarity trails off, now feeling the same as Sweetie did moments ago.
“Divine?” Sweetie says, finishing the thought.
“Yes, exactly.”
Noting the same washcloth used before draped over the tub’s edge behind her sister. Sweetie levitates it over, deposits some soap inside, and sits up.
“Now, I believe it is time for me to actually pamper you.”
She starts seductively rubbing the cloth over her sister’s chest; hearing a heavenly sigh of enjoyment escape her sister’s lips as she washes. The subtle lavender perfume from the bubble bath, mixed with the chamomile from the shampoo providing an extra-relaxing atmosphere for the two.
“When was the last time we shared a bath? It must’ve been quite some time don’t you think?” the older sister prods as she leans back against the edge, closing her eyes as Sweetie works up to her shoulders; branching out to each leg slowly.
“It sure hasn’t been recently for sure. More than likely many moons ago.”
The two mares share some more small talk as the washcloth continues its endeavor over her body, trailing suds behind every movement.
“My, the bubbles make you look even more white than your coat already is!” Sweetie comments, eliciting another chuckle from Rarity.
Moments later, Sweetie wraps up her work and levitates the showerhead over. Turning it on, she rinses the bubbles off her sister’s coat; Rarity enjoying the warmth spread through her body once again. As she goes lower, an idea pops into her head.
“I think I shall return the favor now,” she says in her head as the beating stream of water grows closer to the matured vagina.
“Sweetie? I…ooh…” Rarity trails off as the warm water pleases her still-twitching cunt.
Sweetie smirks as she runs the water up and down, even teasing her anus while she’s at it. Rarity moans louder still, clearly enjoying the stimulation she receives. Not eager to tip her over the edge just yet, she continues to tease, slowly pushing the shower close then pulling it back. Rarity’s cheeks are flushed red as the bathroom is filled with pleasured moans from the elite mare.
“I-it seems you are understanding the basics of pleasure,” the elder mare responds, struggling between gasps and moans. “We mares must have a little ‘alone time’ if you understand…”.
After moments pass, Sweetie slowly increases the water pressure and starts to circle the partially submerged lips; getting closer and closer after each pass. Finally, looking up at Rarity, clearly about to faint from exhaustion, Sweetie pushes the head directly against her lips, hearing the loudest of her screams rattle the window beside the tub as her orgasm reaches its forte. Her orgasm now subsiding, the shower is once again holstered and extinguished as Sweetie smirks at her sister; cheeks still flushed red and panting heavily.
“W-wow…you are a…fast learner,” Rarity whispers. “You have matured so much my little sister…”
“Thanks, Rarity, I really love you.”
“Me too darling, me too.”
The two sisters embrace in a passionate kiss once more; lasting longer than the first time. Once their lips part, Sweetie turns over in the still-soapy water and lays back on Rarity’s chest. Rarity levitates a bottle of mane conditioner over and lightly drizzles some onto her sister’s head. she then starts to scrub the contents into the two-tone hair, letting it froth as vanilla floods their nostrils. Sweetie lets out a sigh as she receives her scalp massage; reveling in the feeling only pampering seems to give off.
After she finishes scrubbing and rinsing her sister’s mane, the two mares sit in the tub for a while longer, just enjoying the quiet time they can share in the warmth. Eventually, the bathwater grows cool, and rarity sits up; another lewd idea coming into play.
“Sister? I have a bit of a surprise for you,” Rarity smiles as she lifts a wicker basket from beside the tub
The basket is full of various bath bombs and mane products, but none of which are what Rarity is looking for. She pushes them aside and lifts the red cloth that lays upon the bottom. There, laying in all its glory, was a glass double-ended dildo.
“W-wow…I don’t think I’ve ever seen one myself,” Sweetie says in awe.
“I’ve been waiting for you to mature, and after our time today, I believe you are ready to experience some true enjoyment. What do you say, dear?”
Sweetie looks at the purple sex toy for a moment; hesitant as for what to say.
“I’ve never experienced full penetration like this before,” Sweetie thinks. “m-maybe it’s worth a try.”
“Rarity…I-I never have experienced something like this before…d-does it hurt?” she asks out loud.
“It may for you for a moment, since you are virgin, but I believe you will warm up to the idea greatly.”
“Okay…I guess I’ll try,” Sweetie mutters; a hint of worry in her voice.
“Wonderful! Now, lay back facing me so this can work.”
Sweetie gets off her sister’s soft chest and lays back into the water; facing Rarity as she lowers the dildo towards their lips.
“I’ll slide it inside me first so you can see how to follow along.”
The glass toy slides between the older mare’s pussy, causing her to shiver with pleasure as her cheeks flush again. Sweetie edges forward, sending small ripples through the water before the dildo presses against her lips. With a sharp yelp, the toy pushes inside, creating a fiery sensation as her virgin marehood experiences something inside for the first time.
“R-Rarity…o-oh…it’s tight!”
“Don’t fret dear, it will – mph! – loosen up in a moment”
Of course, she was right. Not a minute later, and Sweetie Belle was having the time of her life; enjoying every second of her first real time. The tempo between the two slowly ramps up faster as they grow more accustomed to the sensation, eventually letting the bathwater splash around them.
The water had unfortunately grown cold now, so Rarity’s horn glows as she pulls the plug from the bath; letting the stopper dangle from the faucet before returning her focus to the action. The drain gurgles as the two mares continue their lovemaking; the water level steadily lowering as the leftover bubbles stick to their coats. Both Rarity and Sweetie Belle accompany the gurgling with their loud wails and moans of ecstasy, seeming to grow in both volume and intensity as time progresses.
“Rarity! I’m feeling close again…it’s coming!” Sweetie screams, her face is now beet red as she can barely comment. The lowering water has made it much easier for the two mares to get closer together and hilt faster.
“M-me too…darling…I’m going to cum!”
The sisters, nearing climax, begin to take more of each end of the dildo into their vaginas, letting their clitorises indulge in the sheer enjoyment before orgasm. The last of the bathwater swirls down the plughole as they cum, the gurgling now subsiding as the screams calm down. The glass dildo slides out of their lips; making a sharp clatter as it hits the cool porcelain below. Sweetie, looking up to her sister, makes the first comment.
“Sweet Celestia, that was…amazing…”
She struggles to keep her head up as the severe climax has drained her energy. As the moments pass, they start to feel more awake.
After taking a moment to regain consciousness, Rarity sits up and levitates the showerhead over the tub. Once the water is nice and warm, they take turns rinsing off the bubbles that remained and rinsing off the dildo before standing up.
“I am certainly glad you joined my bath,” the younger sister smiles. “This had to have been the best bath ever!”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it darling. We should definitely do this more often.”
Sweetie agrees as they both exit the clawfoot tub, Rarity drying the sex toy off before stowing it away under the cloth, then putting the basket back beside the tub.
“You know,” Rarity remarks, grabbing a towel from the heated rack to help Sweetie dry off. “If you are feeling ‘lonely’ in your next bath, feel free to help yourself to my little purple friend…”
As she silently accepted Rarity’s offer, the two sisters continued to dry each other off; enjoying the final feeling of warmth the fluffy towels gave. When complete, the two towels were hung back on the rack as they headed towards the bedroom.
“Why don’t we climb into bed darling, it is getting late after all.”
Rarity was right; the window in Rarity’s room revealed the darkened exterior; light only by the large moon and several thousand stars. How she hadn’t noticed while in the bath was beyond her. The two climbed onto the bed, laying side by side as they let out yet another sigh. This had truly been an amazing evening.
Moments after laying down, Rarity once again had a splendid idea. Clearly, the past evening full of sexual stimulation hadn’t dampened her spirits.
“Sweetie Belle? Are you asleep?” Rarity asks.
“No, just relaxing, what’s up?” Sweetie replies, turning her head towards her sister.
“How about one more round? It appears that I’m still in heat…”
“Sure, let’s go!” Sweetie smiles, clearly ready for some more action.
Sweetie tells her to lay on her chest, however in reverse so her ass was in her sister’s face, and hers at Rarity’s aroused sex.
“Did you want me to ‘eat’ again?” she asks curiously.
“You know my wants well already…”
Sweetie dips down and immediately starts to passionately lick and lap at the juices as Rarity starts to whine from ecstasy. Rarity then starts to return the favor; grinding her tongue against the filly’s lips. Sweetie moans inside her vagina, letting the vibrations add to Rarity’s stimulation. The two lovers continue to sit on the bed and make love; soon bouncing up and down. The bed creaks and groans as they moan, muffled as they continue to lick and suck.
Learning from earlier, Sweetie licks deeper and slowly makes her way towards the sensitive clitoris; ready to let her go over the edge. The very same thought goes through Rarity’s head, and soon the mares and seconds away from orgasm. The bouncing on the bed grows quicker and more frantic as they climax. Sweetie gets off her sister and lays back beside her as the afterglow sweeps across them, quite like the drowsiness that soon follows.
Rarity levitates the comforter over them as Sweetie nuzzles closer to her sister. The lingering scents of lavender and chamomile from the bath settling their bodies down, and they both sigh once more.
“What a night dear. I’m so happy that you could share it with me.” Rarity says in her quiet voice.
“Thank you, sis, I really love you.”
Sweeties eyes close slowly as her heart rate slows, eventually, the grasp of sleep takes her away. Soon, Rarity follows suit.
“Goodnight darling.” Rarity mutters to the now-asleep filly, as her own eyes begin to flutter and close.