Chapter 1
Cameo Apple jolted awake at the sound of a slamming door.
“Cammy? I’m home!” called a shrill, upbeat voice.
“Ah’m in here,” Cameo called wearily, rubbing her eyes.
A tan-brown unicorn soon trotted into the room, saddlebags field with journals and books, with a pair of binoculars hanging from her neck and a floppy sun hat over their head. “Hiya!” Ribbon Red beamed. “How was your day?”
Cameo just shrugged, resting back down on the pillow. “Exhaustin’,” she muttered. “Ah’m beat. Damned farm just gets bigger and bigger every day.”
She heard some shuffling from across the room, indicating Ribbon was unpacking her materials. “Mm, I hear you girl. You think about hiring outside help yet?”
“Maybe,” Cameo sighed. “Dunno yet. How was bird watchin’?”
“Hm?”
“Y’know. Bird watchin’?” Cameo waited for a response and realized that the shuffling had quieted. Curious, she opened her eyes to see what had happened.
Ribbon had taken off her hat and bags and was halfway through unloading them, but she was chewing her cheek and staring blankly at something.
Cameo followed her gaze and quickly realized what had captured her marefriend’s attention: her rear legs, which were currently propped up on the arm of the couch.
“Oh!” Ribbon blushed, looking away again. “Um, it was fine! Saw a lot of them, got what I was looking for…”
She quickly busied herself in the books again, leaving Cameo to raise an eyebrow in her direction.
It was no secret as to why Ribbon had been staring at them longingly. She had confided in Cameo that she was quite into hooves when they had started dating, and Cameo assured her that she was fine with that.
However, they had yet to actually try any of the things that Ribbon was into, mostly because Cameo was nervous.
Having grown up as the youngest sibling, Cameo had quickly learned that her hooves were abnormally ticklish. Ribbon respected Cameo’s fears, but Cameo always got the feeling that she was somewhat disappointed.
“That’s great,” Cameo remarked, watching Ribbon work.
“Mm-hm!” Ribbon shot a quick glance back but looked away when she saw Cameo studying her. “I think I found the inspiration I was looking for with my next piece!”
“Mmm.” Cameo looked down at her own legs in thought.
“You sure you’re okay?” Ribbon crossed the room, sitting next to Cameo with a smile.
Cameo shrugged. “Just sore I guess.”
“I’ll bet, you have been on your hooves all day,” Ribbon remarked with a slight smile. “I bet I could make them feel a little better…” She wiggled her eyebrows at Cameo to accentuate her point.
Cameo rolled her eyes and the smile quickly slipped off Ribbon’s face.
“Sorry,” she muttered, giving Cameo’s legs another glance. “I just… Sorry.”
“Nah, you’re fine,” Cameo said. “I get it.”
Ribbon seemed like she was about to add something, but she thought better of it. She gave Cameo’s hooves one more longing glance before standing. “I’ll get some dinner on. It’s the least I can do.”
As she crossed the room to the kitchen, Cameo sighed before lowering her head. “Hey, one thing?”
“Hm?” Ribbon turned and waited.
Cameo rubbed a foreleg over the other nervously. “Uh… When you say you can make my hooves feel better… What’d you have in mind?”
Ribbon blinked in surprise. “O-Oh! Well, um… I could probably massage them? Maybe… Maybe lick them.”
“Yeah?” Cameo asked, continuing to rub a nervous circle into her foreleg.
“Yeah! I… I know you’re really ticklish there, but… I dunno, I’d love to tickle them some time,” Ribbon muttered, a light blush decorating her cheeks. “Your laugh is just so nice!”
“Well, shucks,” Cameo said sheepishly.
“It’s true!” Ribbon insisted. “I really like it!”
Cameo nodded, taking a deep breath before speaking again. “Well… okay.”
Ribbon tilted her head. “Okay… what?”
“You want to play with my hooves, dontcha?”
Ribbon gasped. “I… I do! Are you sure you’re okay with it? I don’t want to pressure you or anything.”
“Nah,” Cameo said with a smile. “Ah… Ah’m a bit nervous just because Ah’m so ticklish but this is somethin’ you’ve been wantin’ to do so… couldn’t hurt to try, Ah guess.”
Ribbon nodded eagerly, returning to the couch. “Well… okay! I’ll try to go easy on you!”
Cameo giggled, feeling a nervous yet excited flutter in her chest. She seized one of the couch pillows and lay it across her chest, squeezing it tightly.
“Gosh I’m so excited,” Ribbon laughed as she knelt down at the edge of the couch, licking her lips hungrily.
“Heh, I know sugar,” Cameo said to distract herself. “Ah’ve seen the way you look at ‘em.”
Cameo didn’t really know what to make of her own hooves. She knew they were slightly larger compared to her siblings, even though she had a smaller stature. It often infuriated her: she was shorter than everyone else, yet her hooves were much more ticklish and their larger size meant more areas to be tortured.
She didn’t get any fired in her musings as Ribbon leaned in, shut her eyes and planted a kiss on her right frog.
“A-Ah!” Cameo let out a quiet gasp.
Ribbon didn’t appear to notice. “Ohh,” she moaned. She leaned in and inhaled deeply, a shudder over taking her. “Cameo, your hooves are heavenly!”
“T-Thank you,” Cameo said as she blushed again.
Ribbon kissed her other hoof, but this time Cameo was ready for the sensation. As she gave the pillow another squeeze, a thought occurred to her: it felt nice!
“Mmm.” Ribbon continued kissing away at Friter’s hooves, her lips meeting the soft, lush surfaces. Then, Ribbon extended her tongue and gently began guiding it around the edge of Cameo’s hoof.
The effects on Cameo were instantaneously obvious: “A-Ahahaha!” Ribbon pulled away with a grin as a surprised string of laughter escaped Cameo’s lips.
“Oh my gosh, you are soooo ticklish!”
Cameo peeped over the top of her pillow, giving Ribbon a sheepish smile. “Y-Yeah! Ah done told you so!”
For a second, Ribbon faltered, a look of concern flashing over her. “Are you sure it’s not too much?”
“No,” Cameo replied instantly. “It’s… Ah kinda like it. So, uh… keep goin’, please?”
The smile returned to Ribbon’s face with full force. “Oh, with pleasure!”
Cameo put her head back onto the cushions as Ribbon returned to work. She caressed the two hooves before her gently, licking her lips eagerly.
Cameo Apple’s hooves were perfect.
They were slightly large and soft to the touch, and when Ribbon leaned in she could smell a faint, sweet odor wash over her. It was a strangely intoxicating mix of sweat and apples, something that could only be formed from a day of hard, exhausting work.
Ribbon sighed happily as she continued massaging Cameo’s hooves gently. “You literally work so hard all day,” she cooed. “Gosh, no wonder you think this feels so good!”
She planted one more kiss on each hoof before beginning to lick again. Ribbon started with the front of her hooves, moving her tongue along the gentle curve which made up the ridge-like area of Cameo’s hoof.
Cameo sighed happily, a goofy grin forming quickly on her face as her breathing quickened. A warmth began building in between her legs, and she slightly pressed her thighs together to mask it.
Ribbon didn’t seem to notice, shutting her eyes to savor the taste. “They’re so soft,” she whispered through licks. “Softer than any cotton I’ve ever used.”
“A-ah,” Cameo moaned in reply.
“Oh honey, you haven’t seen anything yet,” Ribbon whispered. She began licking faster and more rapidly, slurping at Cameo’s hooves with her tongue landing in a slightly different spot every time. She would interspace the feast with a few quick kisses, each one leaving a tingling sensation that shot down Cameo’s spine.
From between her thighs, Cameo’s dick continued to swell and rise as pure electricity ran through her body. Ribbon began to expand her reach, traveling higher and higher up her leg and planting a chain of small kisses all up and down its surface.
“You like this, don’tcha,” teased Ribbon.
“Mm… mhm.” Cameo could only weakly nod.
Ribbon grinned manically at her. “I told you you’d like it!”
Cameo could only nod mechanically, head bouncing up and down like a buoy. Her head was filled with static, fear now replaced with pleasure. “Hey, uh. Ribbon?”
“Hm?” came the reply between licks.
“Ah… Ah wanna try.”
Ribbon froze, eyes flicking up to her with her tongue still stuck to her sole. It would have been comical if Cameo’s heart wasn’t bursting from her chest. “Wh?”
“Ah wanna, uh. Lick you. Your hooves.” As the words left her mouth she felt her cheeks heat up. She had never thought of herself as being into hooves, but the way her marehood was swelling suggested otherwise.
Ribbon’s eyes began to shimmer with excitement. “Y-You do? Are you sure?”
Cameo could only nod, as thoughts of her marefriend’s soft, creamy hoof in her mouth streamed through her mind.
“Wow. Best. Day. Of. My. Life!” Ribbon released Cameo’s leg and pushed her deeper into the couch, lying parallel to her. “Alright Fritty! Don’t be scared… I’ll walk you through it!” Ribbon crossed her legs, pressing them against Cameo’s chest and placing her hooves right beneath her snout..
Cameo wrapped her legs around Ribbon’s, licking her lips absently.
Ribbon wasn’t as toned as Cameo was, which was to be expected given their different upbringings. That wasn’t to say that Ribbon was scrawny though! As a matter of fact, Ribbon had started to develop some respectable muscles from her forages into the forest.
The hoof in front of her face was obscured by a thin black cotton sock, worn often with Ribbon’s favorite hiking boots. “Go ahead,” Ribbon said, using her right rear leg to brush against Cameo’s cheek. “Give it a sniff. Tell me how you like it.”
Cameo obliged, gently pushing her nose towards the fabric. It smelled… sweaty, which made sense. Besides the sweat there was the sweet, flowery sense of lilac: likely her perfume, if she had to guess. She sniffed again. That scent was addicting, even if she wasn’t sure why.
“Good, good,” cooed Ribbon. “Now go ahead. Take it off.”
Those very words sent another surge through her marehood. Using her teeth, Cameo tugged on the edge of her marefriend’s sock and tossed it aside, finally feasting her eyes upon Ribbon’s hoof.
Her hoof was… pretty. Cameo had never thought of it before, but Ribbon had cute, small and shapely hooves. They were well kept from regular trips to the spa, and often kept protected in shoes and boots. They were far different from Cameo’s large and cumbersome hooves, worn and calloused from years on the farm.
“Like what you see?”
Instead of answering, Cameo pulled the hoof up to her snout, closed her eyes, and inhaled deeply.
Ribbon giggled, but Cameo was too entranced to hear. Her hoof looked so plush, so soft, so perfect.
Unable to keep it to herself any longer, Cameo closed the final distance and planted a kiss on Ribbon’s sole.
The feeling was electric. A tumbling, twisting mix of thrill and humiliation, as faint memories of her friends mocking hoof-lovers hung to the outskirts. It felt so wrong, but it was so, so hot.
“Aren’t you eager? I didn’t even have to tell you,” Ribbon tittered.
Cameo ignored her, dragging her tongue up Ribbon’s hoof slowly and savoring the taste. She moaned, cock dripping slightly as she shuddered in ecstasy.
She continued to taste Ribbon’s sole, sprinkling a few kisses and sniffs in between the licks.
“Mmm yes,” Ribbon moaned. “You’re a natural, Cameo.” Making herself comfortable, she seized Cameo’s rear hooves once more and began playing with them.
Soon giggles began escaping both mares, interspaced between moans and kisses. Cameo began mimicking the movements Ribbon made: wrapping her lips around the edges and sucking, licking long tails from the cusp to the sole, and going as far as to wander up the fetlock.
Cameo was completely lost in her lust: the mixed pleasure from her own hooves being worshiped and the wondrous scent and taste of Ribbon were truly sending her.
“L-Ribbon,” Cameo called, suddenly well aware of the sensation building at her cock. “I’m… I’m gonna…”
“Aw, it’s okay honey… I know just the thing.” With that, Ribbon opened her mouth, wrapped it around Cameo’s hoof and sucked.
“A-AH!” Cameo gasped in pleasure, the pressure that had been building finally finding explosive release.
Through the haze all she could hear was Ribbon’s laugh. Ribbon wrapped her forelegs around Cameo’s rear ones and rolled to the right, sending them tumbling off the couch with Cameo ending up under her.
Ribbon leaned in with half-lidded eyes, not noticing as Cameo’s cum began to cling to her coat. “That wasn’t bad for your first time,” she whispered, kissing Cameo on the cheeks. “I’m glad you finally agreed to this.”
“Me… Me too,” Cameo panted, still lost in her own pleasure.
“Wanna take this to the bedroom?”
Cameo lifted her head, staring down at the cum tangled between their chests. “Maybe… Maybe we should shower first.”