Spring Has Sprung

by FortunesFavor

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Alternate Universe, Human, Applejack, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Romance, Sex
Length: 6367

Spring Fever is the bane of abstinence. A fact everyone seems to forget.

Three friends help Twilight Sparkle get into the 'true' Spring spirit. Then realized they were missing out on all the fun.

TRIGGER WARNING: Contains heavy futanari and explicit sexual literature.

Enjoy at your own risk...

Published 2013-07-30 02:30:02 UTC
Last updated 2013-08-04 03:06:14 UTC

Chapter 1

Springtime.

A time of warmth, of new beginning, and promises of a bountiful year. A breath of air filled with budding leaves, babbling brooks, and fresh morning dew. Male and female alike, could jolt from their homes and bathe in new companionship, to flaunt their best and renew their social campaign.

To be brief, it was mating season.

To be specific, it was Pinkie Pie’s time.

Her very best friends knew it all along. They’d all endured the party-animal’s inhuman libido. Every year, Pinkie would require a ‘sacrifice’ to kick the new cycle off with that ear-to-ear smile.

It was necessary. Anyone who lived in that little village long enough could attest. A happy Pinkie Pie meant parties, smiles, and buildings not reduced to ash. One by one, year after year, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Rarity, and even Fluttershy had took one for the team.

But there was one young woman who hadn’t bit the bullet. One who hadn’t spent a day and night with a starving Pinkie Pie. Twilight Sparkle was her name; a young scholar from an old royal city, sent to this humble village to make friends.

Unfortunately for her, Pinkie Pie was one of those friends.

It wouldn’t have been so bad, really, if Pinkie hadn’t outright demanded Twilight to be her… consort for that year. Perhaps it could’ve been avoided, had Twilight aloud Winter Wrap-up without butting in. Maybe then, she wouldn’t be trapped in Sugarcube Corner, begging her pink-haired friend for an alternative.

There was no alternative. Pinkie Pie was hungry, and Twilight Sparkle was her meal.

Sadly, the three ladies that literally dragged Twilight to her fate knew that. Despite all the pleas, all the shouts, curses, kicks, and screams, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, and Rarity knew there was no other way. One does not simply deny Pinkie Pie one the first day of Spring.

Somehow, that didn’t stop them from staying after Sugarcube Corner slammed shut and locked. Somehow it wasn’t enough to just blindly accept Pinkie rocking Twilight’s world. There was a word for this sort of thing; fraudulence? No. Nosiness? Not quite.

“OW! Pinkie Pie! W-watch the teeth!”

Voyeurism. Voyeurism, is what it was.

Applejack knew that. Rainbow Dash knew that. But what was Rarity’s excuse? After Twilight’s first pleasured howl behind those closed doors, Rarity couldn’t find an excuse. But, surely—surely—it wasn’t in a ladies best interest to have an ear smashed against the door.

“Yes. That—that’s it,” Twilight groaned. “Just like that... Just like… like—oho, Pinkie.”

It was in a lady’s best interest that day, however. “I… I’m a shameless pervert,” Rarity muttered, massaging her aching erection through her silky-white skirt.

“Join the club,” chimed her fellow eavesdroppers.

Rarity looked below her, smiling wryly at a kneeling Rainbow Dash. “Well, you seem to be enjoying this far more than I,” Rarity teased.

Rainbow’s hands churned viciously in her cyan short-shorts. Squeezing her balls, choking her excited member. “Can you blame me?” Rainbow defended. “This is… kinda hot.”

Rarity than turned to Applejack… and couldn’t take her eyes from her erection. It nearly tore her tiny jean-shorts clean off! Every shout and squeal from behind the door made Applejack twitch. Beating through her shorts. Fist-sized balls bound together, begging for air.

Rarity blushed and noticed, for the first time, how Applejack’s swollen pride hovered over Rainbow’s head.

“God, just listen to that.” On Applejack’s words, Rarity redeemed her focus. “Pinkie’s always so… dedicated,” Applejack said.

Indeed, if Sugarcube Corner had thinner walls, the whole town would hear the hungry slurps. For now, though, it rewarded three young women and the lucky, lucky scholar on the receiving end.

“Pinkie Pie. Faster… Harder. Please, just–” The pleas were answered, and slurps became louder on popping wet flesh. “Was that your–MMM! So deep! H-how are you doing that—AH!”

By now, Rainbow Dash grew bold, openly beating her now exposed pecker. “Pinkie’s throating her,” she huffed.

Rarity nearly bit her lip right off. With eyes closed and cock jutted behind her dress, she strained to retain whatever decency she had left. Strained to stay above Rainbow’s temptation. “She certainly doesn’t mind gagging, “Rarity said, if only to stay focused.

That was true. Rarity’s own experience with Pinkie had proven that much. She could still feel it; that wet, squirming tongue smothering her cock. That tight throat slamming against her again and again. At one point, Rarity feared Pinkie would literally swallow her, almost too afraid to even look at Pinkie’s genuine efforts.

Rarity smiled as Twilight experienced the same wonderful things at that very moment. But when a slender finger snaked along her stiff length, Rarity’s smile evaporated. Her eyes shot open and gawked at the athlete smiling up at her.

“Pinkie was pretty good to you, huh?” Rainbow asked, her hand reaching beneath Rarity’s little skirt.

Rarity gasped at the icy fingers clamping her balls. “Rainbow Dash, you… Y-yes. Yes, she was,” she conceded with a gentle hip-thrust.

“Betcha I’m better…”

Rainbow’s hissing tone cracked every muscle in Rarity’s body with tension. Rarity shivered, now standing completely straight before Rainbow, a hand pressed on the door beside her, legs proudly parted.

“You’re welcome to prove it, darling. But I doubt it,” Rarity said with her own smile.

A frosty spike of fear shot through Rarity’s chest as she remembered her position. Challenging Rainbow’s libido with balls in hand wasn’t wise. A squeeze and a tug duly reminded her of that. Rarity twitched, her balls futilely trying to sink in, to escape the cold clutches.

Rainbow smiled bigger at Rarity’s tiny whine.

Hungry magenta eyes trailed down Rarity’s slim, lithe body, and rested on the meat-stick pointing at her. Instinct took over, and Rainbow’s tongue flickered and swirled at the tool confined behind Rarity’s skirt. Touching without touching; sweet torture at its finest.

Rarity’s hips bucked forward, and her fleshy spear jabbed Rainbow’s lips. “Don’t. Don’t tease me, you little–OH!” Rainbow squeezed tighter. So tight, one of Rarity’s balls poked out between her fingers.

Normally, licked lips and a crooked smirk would leave Rarity a crumbled mess, begging to be devoured, ready to shiver and scream against the wet, warm embrace of one’s mouth. Rainbow Dash ruined that. Now, only glistened, terrified eyes met Rainbow’s, unable to look away.

“Beg for it…”

Another cold stab met Rarity’s chest. The consequences for disobeying Rainbow seemed… less than charitable. But, of course, Rarity hadn’t made it so far in life by being the first nut to crack.

“Make me…” Rarity challenged, wholeheartedly believing her nut would crack.

Rainbow’s smile dropped, and so did Rarity’s hope of keeping her swollen weapon. However, the spine-twisting image of Rainbow pulling and tearing was never realized. Instead came a cold draft as her skirt lifted over her waist. Rainbow lunged forward.

Rarity thrust her hips again, taken completely off guard by the sudden warmth. Rarity didn’t scream though. No, Rainbow would’ve enjoyed that. Instead, Rarity bit her lips closed, and squinted at her rainbow-haired attacker.

Sharp breaths whistled through Rarity’s nose, watching Rainbow’s head ease away from her cock.

A loud, satisfying smack rung in Rarity’s ears, and she almost slipped; she almost groaned aloud. Congratulating herself was strictly prohibited, though. With balls still in hand, and the other hand now clamped at Rarity’s base, Rainbow lunged forward again.

It was pathetic, really. Rarity saw it coming. She knew what to expect. And still, she yelped like an injured dog. Warmth enveloped her, spreading through her wobbly knees, cracking the very foundation she stood on. Rarity reached forward, and ran her fingers through Rainbow’s silky hair.

Rainbow’s looked up at Rarity, eyes half-lidded and glazed. And as the lips around her cock curled up, Rarity found herself smiling too. Rainbow began to suck. It was subtle at first, every bob of Rainbow’s head was gentle and controlled, her mouth popping quietly against Rarity’s veiny flesh.

“Rainbow Dash…”

That whisper was her first mistake.

Rarity’s cerulean eyes widened, and her jaw went slack. Rainbow’s pace became frantic, starving. Rarity watched the whole of her shaft vanish again and again, slurped and sucked off without mercy or tenderness. If Rarity bit her lip any harder, she’d have tasted blood.

Her hips ached and screamed to thrust forward, to meet the throat hammering against her cock. But Rarity remained frozen, shivering against the fingers that squeezed her, tamed her. Rainbow pulled back, and her other hand glided upon the wet shaft, choking it with slippery strokes. A tiny whimper escaped Rarity’s lips, and her strength finally caved.

Her bottom hit the grass, legs bowed wide, arms craned behind her.

Like a predator dominating its prey, Rainbow dived forward, her knees split widely on the ground, and her toned, round backside lifted. Rainbow sucked, Rainbow stroked, and Rainbow squeezed, each repetition more powerful than the last.

Rarity threw her head back, her tongue lolled and dry. She’d forgotten her fear of genital injury for a time, and humped into the wet warmth that swallowed her. She smiled wryly at the muffled gags and coughs.

Rarity drew a sharp breath, tensing as curly fingers released her balls. Those same fingers clamped greedily on Rarity’s inner thigh and pushed her down, futilely trying to quell the hip-thrusts. But Rainbow didn’t stop. No, she went stronger and faster, every suck, slurp, and gag soaking her hard meal.

“Yes… Just a little more, Rainbow Da-Ahn!” Rarity cried. She reached a hand forward and petted her new favorite person. “Heavens, you’re so beautiful.

That was Rarity’s final mistake.

Instantly, the warmth—that numbing, melting warmth—ripped away from Rarity. She whimpered and squealed, humping into the biting cold for relief that simply wasn’t there. Instead, her twitching member brushed against Rainbow smooth cheek, its target constantly missed.

“No! Don’t stop!” Rarity’s demand came out as a plea, and she looked at the temptress smirking back at her. “Please! I’m so close! Was it something I said?! O-Okay, fine! You’re not beautiful! Just, please, please, please don't stop?!”

The moment Rainbow stifled a laugh behind a palm, Rarity blushed. Rainbow had won; Rarity begged for it. “In your face, Princess!” Rainbow enthused, lifting her head away from her friend.

Rarity whined again, and snatched her abandon cock. She yanked and pumped it furiously, desperate to rekindle the flame that left her core. “No fair, Rainbow!” She stroked harder.

Rarity swallowed thickly, and her stomach plummeted as she lost nearly all momentum. Just as her lips parted to whine, a slender finger stabbed at her tongue. Instinct commanded Rarity to bite, another told her to jerk her head away. But the other—the one she listened to without thinking—told her to suck.

Her eyes closed, grinning at the finger swimming in her mouth, dancing with her tongue.

“I won’t leave ya hangin’ Rare,” Rainbow said, her voice softer than Rarity knew her capable of. “You wanna get off?”

Rarity gave a wordless nod, her cheeks caving in around Rainbow’s finger.

“I said…” Rainbow pulled her finger out with a *pop* and snatched Rarity’s chin. “Do ya wanna get off?”

“Yes… Yes,” Rarity said breathlessly. Her hazy eyes finally opened. “Please… I need it.”

Rainbow smiled and jammed her finger in, around, and under Rarity’s tongue. She pulled out again, this time, with a healthy coat of saliva.

“Good.”

In that very second, Rarity’s every syllable, indeed every capability of speech learned from an entire childhood of schooling, was forgotten. A sudden stab of heat and cold penetrated her. With a sharp squeal, Rarity shot her head down at Rainbow, whose wet finger jammed in the hole below her balls.

“Rainbow Dash!” Rarity cried. As though it never left her, Rarity’s momentum returned, and her cock literally snapped back to attention. “What on earth are you doing?!”

Rainbow drove her finger deeper, and Rarity’s eyes vanished behind her head. “Getting you off.”

For a final time, Rainbow dived forward and sucked Rarity off like the champion she was. Once again, Rarity’s eyes widened at the Rainbow’s force. A blanket of heat pulled at her sex, sucked at it, threatened to inhale it clean off her body.

Rarity’s veins beat every bit as fast as her heart. She gasped, and her eyes rolled back again. Memories of every wonderful slurp and gag, swam past her eyes. She gasped again.

Rarity wanted to scream, wanted to howl at the sun, to announce her nearing orgasm to the whole village. More importantly, she wanted to warn Rainbow. But she couldn’t. Every attempt was swatted from her throat as Rainbow plunged her finger deep into Rarity’s rectum again and again.

Further still, when Rainbow plunged her throat unto Rarity’s burning cock. Again and again.

Rarity tensed, her muscles peaking behind her creamy skin. Her wild, desperate eyes shot to Rainbow, and instantly, Rarity regret it. Rainbow was waiting, begging for it with glazed, welcoming eyes.

What else could Rarity do but give it to her?

“Yes! YES!” Rarity screamed.

The images of Rarity’s wonderful blowjob spun in her brain. She threw her head back so far it may have actually hurt, and her hips thrust the open air without mercy. With a final, throat-shredding howl, Rarity unleashed her seed.

It poured from her, every jerk and twitch driving a pit into her core. She had just enough sense to look at the girl below her. Rarity bucked her hips again and again, her balls sucking into their crevasses, her semen spurting unto the grass.

It finally ended, and Rarity was left a blathering mess on the grass, gulping for air, jumbling in her thoughts. Her softening, deflating member dangled lazily above her thigh.

“So how ‘bout it, Rarity?” Rainbow teased, staring her flabbergasted friend down. “Still think Pinkie’s better?”

The haze receded, and Rarity regained enough of herself to answer. She scrambled to her knees, uncaring of the grass that stained her flawless skin.

“Well… Well.” Rarity gained the last of her composure, and her vision cleared. “You do have an astonishing technique.”

Rainbow smiled so wide, her face could’ve easily split apart, and Rarity couldn’t help but return it. A small part of her was tempted to tease Rainbow again, to say, ‘Practice makes perfect, but it doesn’t make Pinkie Pie.’

And if not for the testicle-shattering release, thanks in every way, to Rainbow, Rarity may have done that. However, just as she opened her mouth to agree, a long-forgotten voice jutted into the fray.

“Now y‘all just hold your horses.” Both girls whipped their attention to the southern drawl, like the voice was completely foreign to them. “Let me be the judge of all that.”

Rarity’s eyes nearly popped from her head. There, standing over Rainbow, proud and strong, was Applejack. Stark naked. Her sun-kissed flesh, hardened and shredded with years of farm work, sheened against the midmorning sun. Every pore, crying with sweat. Every muscle, tense and agitated. Just like the erection pointing at a bug-eyed Rainbow Dash.

“What?” Applejack said with a sharp smirk. “Forget I was here?”

Rainbow and Rarity just sat there, transfixed by Applejack’s imposing stature. With a hand on her hip, Applejack flexed her pulsating beast, and all eyes followed as it bobbed in place. Rainbow shook from her trance and scoffed.

“Is that thing supposed to scare me, Applejack?” Rainbow challenged.

Applejack smirked again. “Well, it didn’t scare Pinkie,” Applejack said. She closed her eyes, sighing at the fond memories. “Boy howdy… That girl swallowed this pecker like a snake swallows an egg.”

Rarity sputtered. She dug a pinky finger in her ear to ensure she heard right. “The whole thing?” she asked.

“Every. Last. Inch.” Applejack flexed her gangly tool with every word.

Rainbow’s eye twitched. “That… T-that’s no big deal!” She insisted with crossed arms and a turned head. “I could take that thing in my sleep.”

The moment Applejack laughed, Rarity knew where this was going. Even more frightening, she couldn’t decide if she loved or hated the idea.

“My, my. For such great sport, ya do a whole lot a yackin’ and not enough smackin’, RD,” Applejack said.

Rainbow uncrossed her arms and shot a bone-cutting glare at the farmer standing over her. “Well what if I don’t want to, huh?” Rainbow smiled. “Maybe I’ll just leave you hangin’ instead.”

Applejack swung her hips one way, and swung them back the other, ‘thwaking’ Rainbow’s cheek with her rock-solid member. Rainbow sputtered and hardened her glare with a blush. Rarity snorted behind Rainbow with a dainty hand over her mouth.

“And maybe y’all forgot who you’re talkin’ to.” Applejack’s smile completely vanished. She stepped closer, nearing jabbing Rainbow’s eye with her weapon. “Think y’all can take it like Pinkie can?” Applejack took a fist-full of Rainbow hair and craned her head up. “Then get to work.”

A beat of silence. Right there, Rarity was all too certain the two competitors would start fighting. Worse, she feared she’d have to pry them off each other. Rarity fidgeted with her fingers as she gauged the athlete kneeling before the farmer.

“Tch… Jerk,” Rainbow muttered with a darker blush.

“I try,” Applejack replied.

After another beat of silence, Rainbow lunged forward.

“How in the unearthly Hell does she do that??” That was Rarity’s only logical thought.

Author's Note

Ha-HA! HAH!! Cliffhangers... lots of good times with those, let me tell ya what. This is my first story on Fimfiction. Wrote a bit in my day, found a teacher, learned and grew as a writer, and found my calling in erotica. And now... I bring that calling to My Little Pony, as have so many others.

Now for the formalities. If ya liked, please rate accordingly. If you have any tips or advice, please comment, if you hated it so much you wanted to jump off a bridge, please tell me why in a professional manner. Understand that I will not tolerate flames. Ever. Don't go easy on me fellows!

--Favor

PS: This is actually a humanized continuity of Craine's old oneshot, "One For the Team" https://www.fimfiction.net/story/95556/1/one-for-the-team/spring-fever. With his gracious permission, I perverted it far more than it was meant to be... ... I love my job.

Chapter 2

Equestrian citizens, by nature, were inclined to love and tolerate. Thusly, public displays of affection weren’t frowned upon. Not really. However, as rare as it was, certain lines have been crossed before. Unfortunately, Rarity, Applejack, and Rainbow Dash would go down in history as the few who crossed that line.

Soon—though not soon enough in Rarity’s case—the trio realized their carnal hiccup when a crowd surrounded them, cheering and whistling. Applejack felt ice in her throat, lungs, and gut. Rainbow was downright encouraged, pumping the crowd with promises of a great show.

And, of course, there was Rarity: the very reason they were barricaded in the Carousel Boutique. Rarity screamed, Rarity cursed, and Rarity carried on in her humiliation, uncertain, indeed terrified, how she’d ever live it down.

For her own part, Applejack didn’t mind when it sank in. In fact, a stark-naked stroll through their village put a smile on her face, her cock swinging and dancing with every step. Rainbow Dash was no less satisfied—though a tad embarrassed—as Applejack cradled her in the oh-so famous ‘newly-wed’ position.

Applejack smirked, Rainbow Dash blushed and smirked, and Rarity? Getting a free show padded the social blow. Just a little.

As she turned the key on the final lock of her door, Rarity wanted to reprimand her friends so badly that it itched. But when she turned around, she itched for a different reason entirely. Rainbow was on her knees, fondling the solid, chiseled farmer above her, readying that thick member once again.

Her eagerness was palpable, though; Rainbow had a point to prove, after all. And come Hell or high water, Rainbow would prove it to Applejack. When it was ready, when Applejack was primed and hardened to the touch, Rainbow dived in.

Immediately, anything and everything Rarity could complain about was forgotten. She may even forgot her own name.

Her mouth hung slightly open, her eyes dimly locked to the action, and before she could hope to acknowledge the mess that awaited her new carpet, Rarity sauntered to them, and sat on her knees.

With a content sigh, Applejack watched her cock vanish behind smooth, wet lips.

Rainbow would glance up, and the farmer would smirk at her blushing face. Or, perhaps not Rainbow’s blush, but the piston she shove down her throat. Tried to shove down her throat. If not for her deep, hissing groans, Applejack may have laughed a few times.

Applejack stood strong before Rainbow, watching the athlete choke and pull away after every attempt to swallow her. Yes, these failures felt incredible, but they were still failures. After Rainbow’s fifth attempt, Applejack grew impatient.

“Back to it, Missy,” Applejack said, gently clutching Rainbow’s chin. “Y’all can rest when you’re finished.”

Rainbow’s breaths became deeper, trying to catch her breath more efficiently. “Okay… Okay, just gimme a sec.” Her breathing slowed, and she threw both hands around the farmer’s soaked serpent. “It’s so big…”

Rainbow blushed harder, and Applejack smirked again. The athlete looked away, obviously flustered by her own words.

“Don’t matter none, Sugarcube.” Applejack tangled her fingers in Rainbow’s hair and pulled. She smiled wider at the raspy squeak. “Pinkie never stopped. Reckoned y’all could do the same.”

Rainbow gave Applejack’s fleshy pike a hard gaze.

“Was I mistaken?” The words left Applejack’s mouth as smooth as silk, yet they hit Rainbow like a metal bat to the face.

“N-no! If Pinkie can do it, so can I!” Rainbow shouted up at her subjugator. “I can do it better!”

Applejack released Rainbow’s hair and stood straight again. “Prove it,” she said.

Those two words: a weapon so simple, yet it could shake the unshakable, tame the untamable, and dominate the indomitable. And today, it thinned Rainbow’s breath a launched her mouth unto her friends love-meat.

Applejack threw her head to the sky, and Rainbow’s throat cornered her thick weapon, pushing, squeezing, and choking. Rainbow wrest one hand from Applejack’s cock, and laid it firmly on her waist, her fingers clutching the farmer’s thick, sheening skin.

Rainbow pushed harder, still, and her dribbling lips reached little over half of her new suck-toy.

With a loud and wet cough, Rainbow pulled back again. This time, with hungry moans, Rainbow squeezed her lips around the head of her friend’s member. She pushed forward again and again to gain momentum, sucking and slurping with a purpose.

“Uhn! That’s good Dash…” Applejack groaned, taking another fistful of colorful hair. “That’s a good girl. Y’all just, guh...! Ya’ll just keep doin’ what your doin’.”

Rainbow obeyed. And Applejack couldn’t bring herself to look away.

Rainbow sucked like a starving animal. She’d literally jam her throat at Applejack’s length, pull back, suck furiously, and do it all over again. A pattern that—with every attempt—brought Rainbow’s nose closer to the farmer’s chiseled waistline. A pattern that drove AJ’s controlled breathing ragged and short.

Rainbow took her again, this time ignoring her gag-reflex entirely. Applejack took another bold step, and pulled Rainbow’s hair to crane her head up.

“Look at me,” Applejack commanded.

Rainbow obeyed, blushing darker than the red streak in her hair, her cheeks wet with reflexive tears. Rainbow coughed and choked again, so hard that Applejack nearly screamed. The farmer’s every muscle hardened beneath her tanned skin, and Rainbow pulled away, rewarding her friend with a long, loving slurp.

A throaty growl escaped Applejack’s chapped lips. Her heartbeats became shallow and painful, losing herself in Rainbow’s starving, gaze. She allowed Rainbow a few moments to catch her moaning breaths, her fingers still tangled in that colorful hair.

“Alright, “Applejack said, parting her feet wide on the carpet. “No more games. Take it, Dash. Take every inch.”

Right then, Applejack saw something flash in Rainbow’s eyes. As Rainbow hesitated, Applejack knew what it was. Fear.

“I-I don’t… Okay. Okay, let’s do this,” Rainbow said.

Rarity wasn’t quite as eager. “Uh, Rainbow Dash? If I may suggest—“

“What?” Rainbow jerked her head toward her friend.

Rarity winced at Rainbow’s defensive tone. “Well, it’s just that you seem to be… struggling a bit?”

Suddenly it was quiet. Quiet enough for Rarity to hear Applejack suck a quiet breath between her teeth. “The Hell’s that supposed to mean?” Rainbow demanded with narrowing eyes.

“O-oh, nothing, dear.” Rarity waved in her own defense. “It’s just… Do you need assistance?”

Rainbow stared at Rarity like she’d asked what color the sky was. “Help? Me? Get real! I—wait… Oh, I get it.”

“I beg your pardon?”

Rainbow smirked. “You still can’t accept that I can do this better than Pinkie Pie. Tryin’ to discourage me, huh?” she said.

If Rarity had fur it would have ruffled. “Now see here! Surely you aren’t accusing me of—“

“Take a letter, Princess!” Rainbow declared, facing Applejack again. “I’m gonna show you, Applejack, and this… thing… that I can take it!” Rainbow split her knees widely apart and folded her hands behind her head. “This is nothing…”

Rainbow’s mouth opened so wide, her jaw ached, and Applejack’s member gave an agitated twitch.

Applejack, turn on all over again, squeezed tighter around Rainbow’s hair and yanked her forward, again rolling her eyes at the tiny throat rejecting her cock. Rainbow suffocated so much, her tears fell even harder. Still, Applejack pushed, trying time and again to break that fleshy wall.

Rainbow swiveled her head unto her friend like a lioness ravaging her meal. Then her blood-shot eyes flew open, her lungs burning and beating for air. Her hands whisked from behind her head and slapped on Applejack’s waist. The pulsating cock tore away from her throat.

Rainbow stared up at Applejack again, her tongue hanging from her lips, panting and whining for as much oxygen as she was allowed. Which wasn’t much. Applejack yanked Rainbow in again. The choking athlete frowned at her constant failures, no closer to Applejack’s base than she had been nine times over.

Her watery eyes sealed tightly, and she slapped Applejack’s waist again. She was allowed another moment’s breath, coughing and hacking dribble on her chin.

By now, Applejack was sweating profusely. Her breaths matched Rainbow’s, and neither could look away from the other.

“Okay. That’s enough.”

Applejack glimpsed slightly ahead, Rainbow twisted her torso around; neither expected to see Rarity frowning.
Rainbow Dash released a gusty sigh, cut short by her lack of air. “

Rarity! I thought I said—“

“I heard you, darling,” Rarity cut in. The artist slid directly behind a now flustered Rainbow, and her knees rested on either side of her friend’s. “But you’re doing it wrong.”

Rainbow nearly burst into an uncontrollable laughing fit, complete with collapsed lungs and a hemorrhaging stomach. After all, it was Rainbow that made Rarity scream only minutes ago. “You’re. Telling me. That I’m doing it wrong?”

Rarity latched her arms haphazardly around Rainbow’s toned chest and belly, and she smiled as the athlete’s muscles solidified. “I am. And, now, I’m going to show you how it’s done,” she whispered, her voice flicking at Rainbow’s ear.

This time, Applejack snorted her laughter back. “Y’all can’t be serious…” she said.

Rarity shot a defensive glare up at the farmer. “Well, of course I am! Seeing Rainbow fail nine times in a row may have been knee-slapping hilarious, but, umm… The point is, she obviously lacks experience with someone as—er—endowed as you, Applejack,” she said.

Rainbow grunted against Rarity’s grip, and fidgeted to break free. “Hey! I’m not some amateur, you know!” Rainbow stopped her struggle at the sight of Applejack’s still-rock-solid cock. “I just… had to get my bearings…”

Rainbow gasped, and a cold pike stabbed through spine. Her eyes jutted down and widened at the two hands twisting and groping in her little shorts.

“Yes you were… with a closed throat,” Rarity teased, pulling Rainbow’s backside hard against her crotch. “I will show you the technique, darling. All you must do is let me.”

Rainbow shook the haze from her eyes and yanked Rarity’s hands away. “Forget it, Rarity! I’m not giving up ‘til I’m finished!”

The damp, veiny cock disagreed with Rainbow, hitting her cheek with another *thwack*. Rainbow sputtered again, shooting a confused stare at Applejack.

“Y’all heard the lady, Rainbow Dash,“ Applejack said with a hand on her hip. “She says she’s got a better way, let’s see her prove it.”

Rainbow’s jaw went slack. “Applejack! Don’t tell me you’re buying this crap!” she said.

Applejack lifted a brow and tipped her Stetson. “I’m gettin’ sucked off by two sexy gals on a hot spring day. I can afford to be a little gullible,” she replied.

“But… But…!”

“Move your caboose, Missy,” Applejack commanded. She took her hat off and practically hammered it onto her colorful friend. “Just sit back and watch. Ya might learn somethin’”

Rainbow reached for the Stetson, painfully tempted to throw it back at the owner’s face. Instead, she pressed the brown fabric to the floor, and sighed harshly. She slid aside, sitting on her knees with crossed arms.

“Fine!”

Rarity shivered a bit, no longer pressed against a warm, hard body. But she smiled at the alternative in front of her. “My thanks, Applejack,” Rarity said, sliding on her knees toward the farmer. “Perhaps we’ve tested Rainbow’s patience quite enough, hmm?”

Rarity’s eagerness was impressive, and more than a little arousing, but still, Applejack smirked confidently at her.

“Well, ain’t y’all real chipper ‘bout this,” Applejack said, craning her hips toward Rarity. “Alright, Surgarcube. Let’s see ya back up them fancy words of yours. If ya can.”

On cue, Rarity coiled both hands around Applejack’s scorching hot member. She almost jerked away, the heat and musky aroma wafting into her nose. But she didn’t. She smiled, and her eyes glimmered.

“Oh my… You are most certainly well-endowed, Applejack,” Rarity purred. She gave her own cheek a good thump with AJ’s cock. “And you smell so good.”

Applejack kept her breaths even, fighting to overcome the pit in her chest. “Thankin’ ya kindly, Rarity, but flattery ain’t gonna teach Rainbow nothin’.”

Rarity didn’t even have to look at Rainbow; she knew those magenta eyes were glued the action. With a quick, licking-kiss, Rarity scooted closer.

“Then let us begin,” Rarity whispered.

Applejack smirked again, completely unconvinced of Rarity’s little act. And yet, despite herself, Applejack groaned deeply as Rarity gently pulled her cock into the wet, savory warmth of her mouth. A rosy blush reddened the farmer’s cheeks as she watched her friend work.

Rarity’s motions didn’t jerk or whisk from one side to another. No, they flowed like water in a creek, her head practically swimming back and forth. Rarity sucked firmly, her force controlled and calculated, pleasing her friend so matter-of-factly.

Applejack blinked her blurry eyes clear, and hummed softly. “Not bad, Rarity,” she cooed, gently caressing the artist’s smiling face. “Different… but not bad—oh! Right there…”

Rainbow, refusing to be forgotten, scoffed loudly, her fists pressed on her knees. “Oh, big deal! She’s just sucking you off! If this is all she’s gonna do, than I… I… Whoa.”

Slowly but surely, Applejack’s eyes widened and her jaw went numb. In time, her expression matched Rainbow’s. She sucked a breath through her teeth. “Rarity…”

Soft, cerulean eyes opened and acknowledged the farmer. By the time Applejack fully grasped what happened, Rarity’s nose was already buried in her waist. And her cock was gone. Completely, utterly gone. Vanished behind Rarity’ lips, nestled deep past Rarity’s throat.

Applejack’s knees almost buckled in, and she stifled a scream with a bitten lip. Rarity pulled back, and her throat clenched mercilessly around the farmer’s sex.

“Ahn! Easy! Easy!” Applejack shouted. Her hand hovered and fidgeted near Rarity’s face, afraid to touch her for a reason she couldn’t hope to understand.

Rarity’s lips squeezed Applejack’s helmet and she plunged her head forward, sucking her again. And again.

Rainbow scurried beside the pair, leaning her head so close she nearly choked on the combined aroma. “But… How?” she stammered. “How did you do that?” Rainbow’s only answer was popping and sucking of hard flesh.

“Again…” Applejack huffed. She latched her fingers onto Rarity’s expensively styled hair. “Take it again.”

No sooner had Applejack tightened her grip did Rarity glare up at her. And no sooner had Rarity growled like a cornered dog did Applejack feel teeth prodding her cock. Applejack squealed behind pursed lips, and her irises shank to pencil-points. She released Rarity’s hair.

“Uh… Please?”

Rarity’s face softened, and a grateful hum vibrated her friend’s member. Rarity grew bold; she pressed her palm beneath Applejack’s fist-sized balls, and gently messaged the pressure points. The moment Applejack yelped, Rarity dived forward once more.

In a matter of seconds, Applejack was reduced to a whimpering lump of meat.

When a bulbous lump widen Rarity’s throat, Rainbow’s eyes nearly fell out of her head. Rarity’s throat didn’t fight back, didn’t reject Applejack with chokes and coughs. No, it molded with her, accepted her. Devoured her.

“Oh my God… R-Rarity, you… You’re…” Applejack humped into the throat that near-crushed her helmet, squirming at the tongue pressed against her balls.

Rarity slowly—slowly—pulled away. “Mm-hmmmmm…” She sucked again. This time, every bob swallowed Applejack whole. Faster. Harder and stronger.

“Make it happen, Rarity,” Applejack growled, tensing harder than she had all day. She cupped her hands behind Rarity’s head, mindful of her hair. “Agh! Suck it outta me!”

At that very moment, Rarity pulled away completely. Her eyes gleamed up at a dejected Applejack, and gave her cock an apologetic kiss. “Oh, forgive me, darling. I… got a little carried away,” Rarity said.

Applejack opened her mouth with a deep breath, ready to exercise her right to complain. Then Rainbow Dash caught her eye again.

“Ah. Right,” Applejack conceded.

Rainbow simple sat there, her arms limb to her side, her jaw hanging open. “But… you didn’t even choke.” Rainbow stared at Rarity’ neck so hard, she could’ve burned it. “Alright, you win. What did you do?”

Rarity turned to her friend, a blush burning her face. “Come here, Rainbow Dash. I will guide you.”

The offer was soft, but commanding. When it became clear that Rarity wasn’t going to move, Rainbow blushed.

“Quickly, now,” Rarity said, unlatching from Applejack, “before our dear friend goes limp.”

Perish the thought. Rainbow hurriedly nestled between her friends, her backside practically molded to Rarity’s crotch, and Applejack’s twitching weapon prodded her face.

“Let’s start with the basics,” Rarity said. She curled her fingers around Rainbow’s throat, her touch feather-light. “Open your mouth. Stick out your tongue.”

Rainbow’s feet grew cold, and an ulterior motive was suddenly clear. With a dark blush, Rainbow lifted her eyes to Applejack, unsure of herself for the second time that day. Applejack nodded firmly, and Rainbow obeyed Rarity’s command.

Rarity gave the athlete’s throat a light squeeze. “Tense. Just as I thought. The sooner you relax, the better,” she said. Rarity brought her lips an eyelash away from Rainbow’s ear. “Say ‘ahh’.”

Again, Rainbow obeyed, and immediately, Rarity’s words started to connect.

The artist caressed the throat in her grasp. “Just like that. Do you feel it, Rainbow? Keep your throat loose and open.” Rarity smiled as Rainbow moaned quietly, her throat vibrating against her soft hands. “Close your eyes…”

Rainbow hesitated, but obeyed. Rarity looked up at the aroused Applejack and smiled, a gesture returned in kind. The farmer rested a hand on Rainbow’s head, petting her, adoring her. Rainbow’s throat clenched.

“Relax, darling,” Rarity whispered, pressing her chin on the nip of Rainbow’s neck. “Don’t fight it.”

Rainbow exhaled deeply, and ‘ahh’-ed once more, finally ready to do the deed. Applejack happily obliged. Far gentler then before, the farmer pushed her cock into Rainbow’s waiting, drooling mouth. Instinctively, Rainbow pushed forward to meet Applejack, fighting to keep her tongue flapped out.

Her throat clenched again.

“Say ‘ahh’, Rainbow.” Rarity’s voice was even and smooth, unfazed by Rainbow’s failures. “Let her inside.”

“Ahhh-hulgh!”

Applejack arched her back and groaned loudly, slowly pushing herself further. She smiled at the wet, fleshy sloshes as

Rainbow gagged. Just as she began to pull away, Rarity leaned in and pressed her choking friend forward.

“Don’t give in,” Rarity whispered. “Take her, Rainbow Dash”

Between Applejack yanking her hair, and Rarity melting her strength with coos and whispers, Rainbow had little choice to submit. Then… it happened.

“Gah! Oh, Rainbow!

Rainbow lifted her teary eyes to Applejack, and the farmer stared back at her—completely shell-shocked. Rainbow leveled her eyes again, and realized her nose was pressed against Applejack’s waist. In her excitement, Rainbow’s throat and lungs brutally rejected her friend’s meaty weapon.

She slapped Applejack’s waist, and Rarity gently pulled her away. Rainbow panted, and Rainbow coughed. But in the wake of her greatest achievement, Rainbow grinned.

I… I did it!” Rainbow huffed, stroking Applejack soaking-wet cock.

Rainbow’s smile vanished, and her brow lifted as something hard prodded her backside. She turned to see a blushing Rarity; her breaths were heavy and ragged, desperately pushing her hips against Rainbow.

“Hey! S-stop… poking me…” Rainbow tried to sound offended, but her words rang hollow as she melt into Rarity’s heat. “I knew you were up to something…”

Rarity’s captured Rainbow’s solid bulge with eager hands, driving the toned girl harder and rougher unto her. “I’m sorry, Rainbow. You’re just. So. Firm.”

Rainbow arched her neck back, hissing as Rarity dry humped the blue right off her shorts. Fingers snapped in front of her, and her attention lifted it Applejack once again. She blushed at the farmer, and revered that hard, commanding gaze.

“Finish it.”

Rainbow Dash always finished what she started. So she obeyed.

Author's Note

And here you are! Another chapter for you smut mongrels. This one took a little longer than I'd hoped; exhausting workload, and all that. Still, I was able to crank out a healthy dose during the weekend, along with editing and revising. Hope this chapter delivered the same punch as the first (didn't expect 79 likes, really).

--Favor