My back hurts.
Sitting at the dinner table, I knew this would be like every other night. I couldn't wait. AJ never thought anything about it, it was just me helping her with her back after kicking trees all day. Dinner was always pretty talkative but I haven't heard anything since the usual 'How was school AB?' that I got asked every night but the weekend. I never did. All I could ever focus on was bedtime..and what would happen there.
The farm had been doing well for years but we never upgraded the house. Mac and Sugar Belle had moved into their own cottage near our parents Marriage Tree years ago, but we always ate dinner together. Ever since Granny....well age happens to everyone, we all decided that family was too important to leave the farm.
Even though we now had a full staff of farmhands AJ and Big Mac worked the fields right along side them. I assume Sugar Belle took care of him, AJ only had me. It started when I was twelve, the way AJ put it is we had the same bits 'n pieces so at least it wasn't embarrassin or improper. And at twelve? She was right, wasnt long after that I started noticing things, like how I wasn't all that interested in boys, never really had been. Tender Taps turned out to be gay, talk about a stereotype right? Kinda funny since I turned out to be too.
Before ya get too bent outta whack yes the family and my friends know, AJ is too so it was real easy. Her and Rares dated for a few years but her business kept her traveling, and they just kinda grew apart. They're still friends, always will be.
Dinner and dishes had been done, Mac and Sugar had gone home, Aj was just finishing her shower and like every other night would come into the room we "shared" two rooms separated by the bathroom. Used to be Granny and AJ who used these two just in case Granny needed help, now I'd moved into AJ's old room.
I was in my Pj's already, hair still damp but braided so it wouldn't tangle. I really needed new ones but I liked how they hugged my curves, squeezing my large chest nice and snug. I'd always been envious of AJ and her curves, her hips and thighs made men and women turn when she walked through town. Even ones I knew good and well were straighter than an orchard path. Now THATS power. But my sis...oblivious, never noticed or cared.
Speaking of oblivious, she strolled outta the bathroom naked as a jay bird, just a towel wrapped around her hair and her sleep shirt and undies in her arms. No one ever suspects their little sister of being a deviant so she had no idea what it did to me seeing her like this. Taught nipples on pink areola topping gravity defying breasts that had no business on a woman of 32. What can I say, clean living.
Tiny waist led to voluptuous hips and thighs as she bent down to pull her panties up her legs finally covering the small tuft of blond hair and the cleft of her core. She always kept it trimmed short on her mound and shaved smooth below. She says a woman always should have some hair, not a lot, no one likes a jungle, but some. I was the same way.
"Hey Bloom, ya here to help with my back again?" I nod smiling at her, if I open my mouth I'm pretty sure I'll start drooling and the gig will be up. She might not care if I'm gay, but lusting after her? I'd be sleeping in the clubhouse if I was lucky.
She smiles as she lay down on the queen sized bed, her only real splurge after the farm really got going. Taking the towel out of her barely damp hair her breasts pressing into the sheets as she stretched out her legs and wiggled in to get comfy.
"It sure does hurt today AB, you might have to use some actual muscles tonight." She chuckled lightly at the old joke, I'm just as strong as she is but mine was seldom used, I'm an alchemist by trade, so using my muscles usually was reserved for grinding herbs or bark. I still helped on the farm during the harvest though.
"Sure sis, laugh it up." I finally speak up at the shared jab as I pick up the message oil I made especially for her. Apples, vanilla, and cinnamon. My own secret making ne smile. Unbeknownst to her this oil was all natural, as in edible, my own little secret fantasy addition to my ministrations. Not only to her back, but my own soaked core later as I lay in my own bed.
As I lathered my hands and applied them to the muscle groups at the small of her back, I worked my palms into the knots I could already feel.
"Sis?" AJ murmurs into her hands as I work on the finely sculpted muscles of her back.
"What's up?"
"Why havent you ever brought a girl home before? I always thought maybe you and Scoots would get together, but you never did. Why?" She asks, turning her head so she can look at me.
Swallowing my own drool into a suddenly dry throat I know I gotta think quick. Sis...she's a walking lie detector. At least I can be partially truthful. "Scoots isn't gay sis, I think she might be bi, but shes always been as good as family to me." Now obviously that last bit, while true, obviously isnt an issue for me but I wanted the real thing. I'd accepted a long time ago that my sister was all I'd ever wanted. So I finished with as close to the truth as I could. "I got all I ever needed right here, if love comes my way, then fine. But I'm not hunting for it."
True, every bit of it, but hopefully she'll never figure out the other side of that sentence. I notice a small smile turn the corners of her mouth as she chuckles as I work my way up the small of her back to just under her shoulder blades where the largest muscles were. I keep working the knots out of her back, moving in small circles, trying to keep as much of her silky sunkissed skin in contact with my hands as I can. I'd love to rub my whole body against her but..that's never gonna happen.
That's when I hear something new, just as I'm working a stubborn knit, I hear a quiet moan. It could have been the tree outside her window, or the ancient house settling, but that wouldn't explain the rumble I felt below my hands that came with the sound.
"You okay AJ?" thinking I hurt her I pull back on the pressure immediately. Thin agile hands might be useful for alchemy and exact measurements, but it meant pointy fingers if you weren't careful.
"Yeah sugarcube, ah'm jest fine. Keep goin'." She says with that same small smile on her face. Her freckles standing out more than usual from the sun, I notice for perhaps the hundredth time that they are the same color as her full lips. Lips I've wanted to kiss for years. Grinding my thighs together under the guise of getting more comfortable, I realise that I'm soaked, more than usual.
Noticing my pause, she urges me on quietly. "Go on sugar cube, don't stop now"
I trail my hands up her sides, my fingers just brushing the sides of her breasts as I get the last of the large knots out, I feel her shiver an let's out another low moan. This one very obviously of pleasure as the soreness of the day eases.
"Feel good sis?"
"Uh huh, feels real good sugar." She starts to raise herself up so I stop, thinking like every other night we are done. I cant help but be disappointed. When she does something shes never done before. She lays down on her back, her breasts glowingly pale in the moonlight streaming in through the window.
"Mind workin' on mah legs too little sis?" She says with enough innocence that I'm suddenly reminded of my days as a crusader. My mouth turns to a desert as I take in the shapely thighs leading up to the simple black panties pulled snug against her puffy mound.
"S-sure sis!" I stammer out with as much confidence as I can muster. With a small application of the oil I hesitantly reach for her thighs. The closest I've ever come to a lascivious touch is the sides of her breasts while working her back, what I'm facing now is a minefield of temptation.
Sensing my hesitation, she smiles and grabs my hands. Placing them firmly on her thighs, my fingertips just brushing the edges of her panties. "Just legs sugarcube, they're just legs, your Big Sister's Legs" I don't know why I heard those last three like they should have been capitalized but I did.
I nod and start to work on the large muscle on the top of her thigh, its soft, her skin, it's like silk over iron. And as I work one leg and the other, trying to keep my hands from straying anywhere, her legs begin to move, splaying slightly as I work the different angles. Something must have shown in my posture or movements because she gets that small smile back. "It's okay sis, we got the same bits and pieces, no need to be nervous."
Hearing this, my control, my precious hard fought control, snaps. And I smack her lightly right on her panty covered cleft. " Dangit sis! know we got the same parts and pieces! That's the whole damn problem! I want things I shouldn't and that I can't have!" I holler at her and I get up and run out of the room and into my own.
Damnit all! I just ruined everything! I grab a suitcase and start throwing clothes in it as fast as I can when I notice something. The back of my hand, right where i smacked her, is wet, and not with massage oil. This thought is so shocking that I suddenly sit down on the foot of my bed. Was she enjoying that as much as I was? For the same reason? Nah, it couldnt be, has to be massage oil. I raise the back of my hand expecting the Apple pie scent I know so well only to NOT smell that. Instead I'm greeted with the familiar scent of freshly cleaned and very aroused pussy. Clean and sweet, the smell makes me moan out loud just knowing it's the closest I'll ever get to the source. Tears running down my face I get up and start packing again when I hear a soft knock.
"Bloom? Can I come in, please? We need to talk a bit." Figuring I'll take my medicine I decide to get it over with.
I plop down on my bed next to the suitcase. "Come in." Hearing my voice creak with my throat closed from crying. I wipe my eyes, determined to meet the eviction I'm gonna face like an adult.
As my door opens I say in a small voice "I'll leave in the morning unless you want me gone now. Can I at least finish packing?"
AJ looks at my destroyed room with her bathrobe wrapped around her so tightly I can see every curve. She doesn't even trust me to be topless anymore...."Apple Bloom...sis. I'm not kicking you out. I'm not even mad. Hellfire this is my fault to begin with." She starts with this sad tone in her voice, like I'd just hurt her soul. I can see unshed tears in her beautiful green eyes as she raises her head and looks at me. "I knew, you were like me before you did. You like women, not girls, women." She sits down at my little vanity Rarity gave me as a gift. "You never looked at your friends, not even Diamond Tiara or Silver Spoon when they came out as lesbians. It was always older women, well one woman. Me."
Shocked to hear this my mouth went into overdrive. " You knew!?!?! How?! I never told anyone! Never did anything to give it away! I kept it all in and was a good little girl!" As I'm stammering out question after question she walks over and hugs me softly, smiling that same small soft smile.
"You didn't need to Sugarcube. Ah'm the Element of Honesty, and when you were younger you weren't as subtle as you thought you were. You got better as you got older but it was still there, that same subtle lie. Whenever I asked about you dating you always said the same thing. 'I got all I ever needed right here'. Most folks, they wouldn't have thought nothin' of it other than you were happy and not rushing things. I saw the truth, you loved me as more than a sister, and you have since before I started dating Rarity or Twilight moved back to Canterlot to take over the crown." Sitting down beside me, still holding me to her chest I find myself on the floor in front of her. Still being held, still feeling loved. "Back then, it was cute, and innocent and kinda funny. I figured you'd grow out of it, Scoots did with Dash, figured it'd be the same. But it wasn't was it?" She asks quietly
I shake my head slightly, feeling my face heat up like an oven at my younger self's idiocy. Of course the walking lie detector is going to be able to figure out theres more to my offer of a massage after a day in the fields. More to the secret glances I bet she noticed too.
"I've got my own secret to Bloom. I knew, and I didn't put a stop to it ten years ago. Like I said, figured you'd grow out of it. I still knew five years ago when I put you in this room right next to mine after Mac and Sugar moved out. I still didn't stop it then. I knew tonight, and not only didnt I stop it. I made it worse by moaning and asking you to do my legs. Something I'd never asked before. Want to know why?" She finished as she tilted my head to look at her directly.
In total shock I just nodded dumbly.
"Because sugarcube, in all the years I was with Dash, and then Rares. I never felt more loved, more desired, more cherished, than when you were working those knots out of my back trying so hard to stay the good little sister and not do anything that might even hint at what you really felt." She smiled that same soft smile with her bright green eyes still glistening with unshed tears. "Because after a while, I realized I wasnt lonely after Rares and I split, I noticed that you never stopped looking at me when I was nearby. I could hear you in here every night after rubbing my back trying to stay quiet so I wouldn't hear you saying my name while you touched yourself with the feel of my skin so fresh in your mind." She placed a small kiss on the corner of my lips and whispered in my ear. "Because every night when you left, I had to do the same thing. Sometimes you weren't even out of the room before I had my hands on my slit hoping you'd turn around and see me."
With that bombshell dropped she say back with half lidded bedroom eyes and her robe, previously tied so tight, open fully so that her body, all of it, was on display to my eyes.
Still on my knees in front of her I took in a sight I'd only ever caught glimpses of, with her legs parted I could see everything from her taut nipples to the tight cleft of her slit glistening with moisture. I was at a loss for words, but then, I was an Apple. Words were never our strong suit. So I did the only thing I could think of. I leaned in to kiss her, her lips were so soft as she took me in her arms and kissed me back. I felt her lips part as her tongue sought my own, and I welcomed it. I moaned into her mouth as if this was the greatest thing I'd ever had happen. Well frankly it was, I'd never been with anyone. Other than my own hands I'd never been touched by anyone in that way.
"You've held on long enough Bloom, been good long enough, been tortured long enough. It's time to change things, and for me to apologize for leading this on for so many years." She stood and removed her robe leaving herself fully bare to my hungry eyes. "What do you want most Sugarcube? Tonight's your night."
Licking my lips, I could only think of one thing to say. "I want to taste you, I want you to touch me, teach me. I-I've never been with anyone before." Suddenly breathless I can't speak anymore as she smiles brightly for the first time tonight.
She sits back on the bad and pats between her legs "c'mere sugarcube, let Big Sister teach you then."
Crawling up between her legs I sit with my back to her, leaning back into her plush breasts, feeling their pebbled tips press into my back as she reaches around and starts unbuttoning my night shirt finally laying my smaller chest bare to the cool air. I had curves, but nothing close to the bombastic slopes of the woman I loved so much.
As she skated her hands up my sides and cupped my chest, all the wind I thought I owned flew out in a rush to join its family. I'd never been so sensitive before! My panties were drenched and all she'd done was touch my tits! I heard more than saw her smile at my sudden exhalation. "Just wait hon, I'm just getting started." Slowly, so damned slowly, she stripped my top down my arms and reached for my waistband meaning to lay me bare before her.
Suddenly shy, I twisted my legs to keep my pants in place halfway down my rear. She leaned down and kissed me lightly, her tongue barely touching my lips. "You've seen all of me little sis, I want to see you too." Nodding I straighten my legs and raise my knees so she can get them and my panties off. Finally laid bare in my sisters arms, I lay my head back on her shoulder as she kissed and nibbled my neck as her hand trailed down my flat stomach and into the small patch of soft hair above my aching slit. Curling her fingers she lightly tugged on the soft curls causing nerves I'd never known I had to tug on my clit causing me to inhale seemingly all the air I'd lost earlier. I'd always had a very sensitive bud but that was new! Laying her palm flat on my curls and her fingers draping down, cupping my small tight cunny, she did something else I'd never tried. She pressed. Almost the same as when she tugged on my pubic hair she just cupped and pressed, not in, she never entered the tight dripping crease that was between my splayed thighs. Instead she started moving her hand in small circles as she pressed, causing every nerve in the area to light up in my hormone addled brain like a lightning bolt.
Was that moaning me? She hasn't even properly touched my pussy yet! Oh, Celestia I was putty and shes only gotten started!
Trailing her middle finger up the crease of my core I could feel the wetness spread around my nether lips as I felt her smile next to my cheek. "All of this? For me? Oh sugar, I'm so glad to see this" I can see the strand of my juices snap back onto her finger as she brings it to her face and very slowly licked my essence from her hand. Moaning at the taste she wastes no time, going back for more, this time spreading me open and touching the soft pink at the center of me. This time dragging more with her she gets a taste much closer to the source moaning lewdly as she tasted me off her finger.
I'm her puppet, her willing sex doll at this point. But she keeps focusing on touching me, gently rubbing my small hooded clit in small circles and gentle pinches. My hips start to buck reflexively into her hand as I feel my peak rising she whispers once more into my ear as she starts to buzz my sensitive bud with all four fingers going side to side, barely grazing that thrummming bundle of nerves. "Cum for me Little Sis, cum all over my hand, I want to see it. I want to watch what I've heard for five years."
As soon as her last words reach my ears, I cum harder than I ever have in my life. Bucking into her hand like the meanest rodeo bull shes ever ridden, I can feel juices pouring out of my untouched opening like a waterfall. All this and all shes done is touch my clit....for the first time I'm worried I might have bitten off more than I can chew as she slowly rubs my clit as I come down from the orgasm of a lifetime.
"You okay there hon?" She asks as I sit in a puddle of my own juices with a smile wide enough it could compete with Pinkie on my flushed face.
I've never been better. Wait brain to mouth, open, make words. "Yeah, I'm doing just fine, juuuuuust fiiine."
"Hehe, you're gonna be a bit over sensitive for a few after that, let me help you turn around here." As she turns me to face her I'm laying between her pillowy breasts nearly bonelessly. "Do you still want to touch me? Taste me?" I nod numbly not knowing how to respond to this gift from Luna because this has to be a dream. "Just do what feels natural honey, explore my body, I have nothing but time. The farmhands are gone for the weekend and Mac is taking Sugar Belle to Canterlot for the weekend too. It's just us for two whole days." She says with a sultry smile.
Smiling one of my own little smiles I slide down her chest tasting as I go. As my tongue meets a pebbled nipple I cant help but draw it into my mouth for a gentle suck. Hearing her breath catch I smile like a cat with cream as I nibble lightly before moving to its twin, leaving them both shining with saliva in the moonlight.
I continue down her body towards my ultimate prize, the tight cleft at the juncture of her thighs, I pause briefly to lightly nuzzle into the sweet smelling patch of fuzz above her slit. Wrapping my arms around her thighs I see her cunny clearly for the first time as she tilts her hips up towards my mouth. A small crease with puffy outer lips and smaller inner ones leading to a very moist, hard clit. Her juices flowing freely from that small cleft I waste no time dragging my tongue hungrily through that moist, sweet smelling furrow.
As her flavor explodes on my tongue, I smile at the shaky moan she lets out at my inexperienced effort. This is the first pussy beyond my own juices I've ever tasted...and I'm suddenly ravenous for more. Feeling her hands gliding through my hair I dip my mouth back to her center and lightly drag my tongue over the throbbing little bundle of nerves at the top. Going back and forth lightly, then going one full swipe right across the tip, I feel her hands starting to try and clench into my hair as her legs stiffen up, all the strong muscles in her thighs shaking as her little sister has her first real taste of pussy.
I feel her hands relax as she grasps my head gently as I go back in for more. Teasing my tongue around her opening, the flavor of her is so strong it blows all rational thought from my head. Shes sweet, and a little tangy, and I can't get enough. as I explore every crease and fold of her gorgeous slit I can feel her start to grind her hips into my mouth.
"Just like that little sister, that feels so good honey don't stop!" She cries breathlessly as I feast on her center, I have only a vague idea of what I'm doing but she's enjoying it. A flash of inspiration strikes me as I retract one hand from her thigh and slowly push first one them two fingers into her clenching tunnel, gliding them back and forth as she grinds her wet cleft on my tongue and lips. Feeling around carefully I feel that small knot of rougher tissue on her upper wall and start to glide my fingers back and forth over it. As soon as she feels the pressure on her G spot she starts moaning loudly "Oh Celestia! If you do that... that feels so good! If you do that I'm gonna make a mess all over your bed honey! Don't stop little sister! Don't you dare stooooooooopppp!!" I feel her inner walls swelling, clenching, and her juices are flowing over my hand like a river and I couldn't be happier as I feel one last clench and a gush of sweet tasting liquid bursts over my hand and all over my face and chest. I lean back and keep my fingers working slowly as my beautiful Big Sis bucks and shakes on my bed, screaming in silence, the orgasm having robbed her of all sound I ease her through the peak and back down to the bed.
As her chest heaves and her thighs start to shake a little less. I lay my head on her thigh and slowly lap at the juices that have sprayed there. "How'd I do AJ? I hope it was good, you taste so good I couldnt get enough. And I'm babbling now so I'm gonna hush now before I make a bigger fool outta myself"
Completely out of breath, sweat beading on her forehead, even in the cool night air. Applejack looks at me and says the only thing I want to hear. "You did fine Sugarcube, more than fine. If that was your first time I'm scared to teach you anything. I saw white there for a second." She laughs shakily as she sits back up against my headboard.
"Cmere sugarcube, stand up right here in front of me. I need to taste that cute little honeypot of yours. Don't worry if your legs give out, I've got you. I wont let you fall." I stand in front of her, my soaked, aching pussy inches from her nose and mouth as she reaches around and grabs two handfuls of my pert bubble butt and pulls me forward slightly. She stops so close to touching my I can feel her light panting breaths across my moist little slit.
Her strong hands holding me steady I can see her really looking at me for the first time. My little cunny is exactly that, little, I can never get more than one finger in and the outer lips are puffy and turned in with almost no inner lips to speak of leading to a little button of a clit. I've always been ashamed of how it looks the exact same as it did when I was ten but from the look on AJ's face it was the prettiest pussy that she'd ever seen.
"Yer beautiful Bloom, petite and curvy all at once, but this little treasure...stunning" with that final word she leaned in and lay a long stroke all the way from the back of my cleft to the still sensitive clit, dipping in and stroking across my spasming opening along the way. Once again all breath is taken from me as the love of my life feasted on my core as if she were starving.
My legs began to shake and buckle almost immediately, but I trusted Applejack, and sure enough she reached up from palming my rear, grabbed my hands and put them into her tousled hair and then threw one leg over her shoulder as she ducked her head farther between my thighs, lapping at my small clenching opening, her lip rubbing into my clit. I was in heaven as I clung onto my lover's body as she showed me just how much I had to learn. I felt her hand creep up my thigh to my pussy as she switched to light flicks of my sensitive clit with her soft tongue, and as she began to push a finger into my core I felt myself stretch for the first time. Clenching, tight, she went slowly, as wet as I am it was still a struggle. Finally after several small peaks she finally hilted her middle finger into my spasming channel. I could feel her touching my innermost barrier, the very entrance to my womb. Only to have her draw back slowly and push back in, over and over, she laved my bud with broad sweeping strokes of her strong tongue and actually fucked me with her hand, I couldn't hold back anymore. With one final shriek of pleasure I came all over her face just as her finger found my pulsing G spot, a gush of thick juices flowing from me as I squirted for the second time tonight.
Applejack slowly laid me back on the sex soaked mattress, almost lazily stroking her finger in and out of my spasming tunnel as I came down from Faust's heavens. Panting, I just held the woman I loved as she stroked another small aftershock out of my pussy. As she finally withdrew her hand from my body she asked the single dumbest question I've ever heard.
"Was it as good as you always thought it would be?"
With my best attempt at a sarcastic look I could muster in my barely conscious and well fucked state I glared at her playfully. "Sis, if that had been any better I might not have survived it."
"Good, because we got the rest of our lives to get better. Mac and Sugar know what's up, they've known for years. That's why they moved out. "
Mortification at maximum I can only paint out. "What do you mean, they've known for years?"
"Like I said sugar, you weren't exactly subtle. We kept waiting for you to just pounce when your control snapped, but it never did. So they moved out thinking that might help, and still, you remained as controlled as Maud Pie. Plus, it's not like they have any stones to throw..."
"Wait, wut!?!?"
But THAT'S another story.