Orange, Pink and a Tinge of Yellow
Orange, Pink and a tinge of Yellow
“Oh umm…Applejack?” A timid yellow pegasus knocked light on the wooden door of Applejack’s barn. “You…uh…asked me to come over.” Fluttershy continued to talk to the door in the hopes that it would be opened by Applejack. Another knock on the door continued the silence, and Fluttershy pouted at the ground, pawing the ground gently with a hoof. “Oh, it seems you’re busy.”
She turned to leave, but heard voices muffled through the door. Curious, Fluttershy placed an ear against the door. The southern tones of Applejack were obvious as Fluttershy heard her speak to another pony.
“I’m telling y’all, I got the best butt out there.”
“No I have the best butt!” The high-pitched energetic voice must have belonged to none other than Pinkie Pie. Fluttershy leaned more against the door, trying to listen in on their conversation.
“Y’all butt is too flabby. Y’all stuff your face with cakes all day it’s nothing but saggy fat!”
“Stallions prefer a soft ass to touch, not your hard musclebutt! They’re probably afraid you’re going to kick them like a tree.”
“Have y’all even sat on a stallion’s face yet? Your fat ass will just suffocate them.”
“If you tried it it’d be like someone slammed a door in your face. A soft butt, like mine, is good.”
“My ass is firm and toned, I take good care of it. You just eat like a pig and flop it around.”
“Pigs eat rotten food, I eat cakes.”
“I bet you’ve never even had somepony stare at your ass as you trot on past.”
“With this jiggly, round thing? Trust me, I get all the looks.”
“Of disgust maybe.” Applejack interjects sardonically. “Stallions like a lot of control when they’re buttbucking you.”
“Wrong! They like having a hot ass banging against their hips. Do you even know what to do?”
Their inane chatter continued for several minutes as the two argued about which of their ass’s was better. Fluttershy was intently listening to the chatter, occasionally glancing back at her own flank. It was not as jiggly as Pinkie Pie’s, nor as toned as Applejack’s. Would stallions even like her ass? With a little shake, Fluttershy tested how much of jiggle her ass had.
“Oh darn, I just remembered I asked Fluttershy to be here a few minutes ago…” Applejack slapped her forehead with her hoof. “I’ll see if she’s outside.” Fluttershy’s eyes widened and she tried to backpedal out of the way of the door. It was too late though, and the door opened too quickly.
Fluttershy was physically knocked over by the door, landed on her back with an oof.
“Oh Celestia, Fluttershy are y’all ok?” Applejack was quick to apologize to Fluttershy after accidentally hitting her with a door. “I’m so sorry.” A helping hoof was offered, which Fluttershy took.
“I shouldn’t have been standing behind the door, it’s my fault.” Fluttershy apologized back.
“Wait…” Applejack looked at the door, then back to Fluttershy. “…were y’all eavesdropping on us?” A blush instantly spread over Fluttershy’s face.
“Umm…” She ummed, and nervously padded at the ground again. “…I guess.”
“Did y’all hear us talking about our butts?” Applejack raised an eyebrow at Fluttershy. She said nothing, only nodded once.
“SHE can help us decide who has the better butt.” Pinkie Pie appeared suddenly from the barn.
“Oh I couldn’t do that.” Fluttershy started to back away slowly, stammering her words. “I-I’m not good at j-judging…” She gulped. “…butts.”
“Nonsense!” Pinkie shouted, and before Fluttershy could blink she was ushered inside by the pair. The door closed behind Fluttershy and she gulped again. Applejack and Pinkie were displaying their butts to her. “Now, which one of our butts is better?” Fluttershy’s mouth went dry as the two asses were pointed at her; Applejack’s toned, muscular one versus Pinkie’s larger, softer, slightly flabby rear.
“O-oh my. I can’t choose.”
“You have to choose, Fluttershy. We need to know who has the better butt.”
“But I can’t choose.” She tried to backpedal away again as the two butts started to move closer to her. “No, please no.” Somehow the sight of the two butts was terrifying to her, making her breathing shallow.
“Please help us Fluttershy, we need to know whose butt is the best butt.”
“You both have good butts, now please, I don’t want to judge.” Fluttershy quivered on the spot.
“That doesn’t count.” Applejack frowned. Spotting the rope hanging on a hook next to her, Applejack leans out to grab the rope between the teeth.
“W-what are you doing?” Fluttershy bumped into the barn door, squeaking involuntarily. Applejack began to twirl the rope into a circle, forming a lasso loop quite quickly. Fluttershy’s eyes went wide when she saw it. “Oh no, please no.”
With a quick toss, the rope landed around Fluttershy’s legs, forcing them together. With a yelp, Fluttershy tumbled to one side, kicking at the rope to try to loosen it off her legs.
“So Pinkie, how should we test out our butts?” Applejack gently pulled Fluttershy towards her towards the middle of the room.
“I think we should sit on her!” Pinkie exclaimed.
“N-no…”
“And how would that decide things, Pinkie?”
“She can tell us whose butt is more comfortable to be under, of course.” Pinkie stated, as if it was obvious. Applejack thought for a second, then nodded.
“Alright, I can see how that’ll work.”
“…I d-don’t want to.” Fluttershy pleaded again, still trying to get out of the rope binds.
“Fluttershy you have to help us, otherwise we’ll never know who has the better bottom.”
“I t-think stallions like all types of butt, and won’t turn either-“
“No! There can be only one type of butt.” Pinkie cut Fluttershy off. “Now, whose butt do you want to try first?”
“Neither butt, I don’t want to try a butt.”
“I think she wants to try your applebutt, Applejack.” Pinkie beams.
“No…I”
“Where do y’all want me to sit, Fluttershy?”
“On a chair, not me, please.” Fluttershy squirmed in the ropes around her legs. “I don’t w-want to be a seat.”
Her pleas brush over Applejack, who begins to lower her hips down towards Fluttershy’s face, who squirmed as Applejack’s toned, muscular hips slowly controlled her descent downwards. Applejack’s smooth, orange hips filled Fluttershy’s entire sight, her prehensile tail gently coiling around the back of her head to pull her head up later.
“No please, I don’t want to be a sea…” The rest of her sentence was completely obscured by Applejack’s weighty hips. Fluttershy tried to squirm her way out again, but the only thing it achieved was getting her face wedged deeper into Applejack’s buttcrack. The somehow pleasant smell of rich apples and hard work filled Fluttershy’s nose. With her mouth completely covered by Applejack’s slit, Fluttershy was forced to take a big inhale of that smell. She squirmed at first, not wanting to smell the rich scent from her southern friend.
“So, how do you like my ass Fluttershy?” Applejack giggled, squeezing her ass cheeks a little tighter over Fluttershy’s face, tickling her nose. The toned muscles toyed with Fluttershy’s nose a little. Fluttershy’s squirms were weakened now, her legs barely kicking yet still stirring. “Fluttershy do you like my ass?” Applejack repeated and wiggled her hips a little. Suddenly, she gasped, and a red tinge was added to her orange face. “Fluttershy, what are you doing?”
Fluttershy had accidentally exhaled a bit too strongly; her warm breath rolling up to Applejack’s slit. The hot, moist air tangled with Applejack’s nether lips, a single drip impacting onto Fluttershy’s nose. For a second, the two were on pause, as the droplet glided down Fluttershy’s nose onto her lips, breaking the dry seal and landing on her tongue. With a squeak, Fluttershy began to writhe underneath Applejack’s firm hips.
“Hold on there, girl.” Applejack easily rode out Fluttershy’s squirming. “Now I know this is just meant to be an ass competition, but is there any way we can crank this up?” Applejack looked at Pinkie, who beamed a generous smile, nodding very quickly. “Alright Fluttershy, you in to do some lickin’?”
Fluttershy tried to shake her head, but the muscular hips surrounding her head kept her locked tightly in place. She then tried to speak, perhaps to voice her concerns.
“No, please, I’m just here to look after your dog.” She nearly whimpered. Sadly her voice was completely muffled by the same muscular hips that trapped her there. “Please no.” Applejack began to slowly move her hips up and down, gently teasing Fluttershy’s nose with her moist lips. More of the juice began to dribble down Fluttershy’s nose into her mouth until she was forced to take a small sample in order to breathe. The hot liquid trickled down her throat, and her own tongue fought herself to swallow it.
“There’s more where that came from.” Applejack smiled, gritting her teeth as Fluttershy crumbled and gave in to the sweet taste of Applejack’s juices. Her tongue gently slid between Applejack’s netherlips, encouraging the sweet nectar to flow from between those thighs. Applejack rolled her shoulders back, anything to keep the pleasurable sensations from growing too high. Sweat began to form at her back regardless of her intent, and the familiar sensations of heat blossomed out from her muscular hips, working their way up her drenched back, building like a headache in her head.
Applejack’s hips started to gyrate a little, turning in small circles on Fluttershy’s face, smearing the hot juices over her features. The heat of her juices warmed Fluttershy’s face, causing sweat to break all over, as well as heavy panting underneath Applejack’s hips.
“Fluttershy…” Applejack groaned, “…your tongue…ah!” The damn burst, and a hot torrent of slick juices from Applejack’s pussy coated Fluttershy’s tongue accompanying a large groan that sounded close to a howl. The howl lasted for a few seconds, tapering off to a muted murmur.
“Buck, Fluttershy, you seem really good with that tongue.” Pinkie had been watching intently; strangely quiet as she observed Applejack’s thigh-quaking orgasm. “Can’t wait for my turn.” She giggled to herself. Applejack let out another muted moan, clenching her teeth as she pushed herself agonizingly slowly off of Fluttershy's muzzle, leaving it coated in slick juices. Fluttershy sat helpless on the ground, gasping and grimacing as she realized what she had sunk to.
“B-but, I don’t want to. I r-really don’t want to do anymore.” She whimpered, nose full of Applejack’s scent.
“Well Fluttershy, I’d really love to help you…” Pinkie Pie leaned down to Fluttershy’s ear, and whispered, “…so I did. I’m already sopping wet down there. Do you think you can stand my big booty and wetness for more than a few seconds?”
Fluttershy turned a very pale shade of her usual yellow, with only her blush remaining red.
“W-what?”
“I mean it, I’m so bucking wet, you’re going to be underwater.” Pinkie giggled and began stepping over Fluttershy, being careful to not step on any of her bound limbs. Fluttershy looked up as Pinkie’s large body moved over her, widening out from a slim neck to a nearly ridiculously wide waist. Pinkie was never shy of her natural hips, opting to show them off to every stallion that passed by.
She stopped over Fluttershy’s face, her large butt jiggling with every step. Looking up from Fluttershy’s perspective was a sight that most stallions only dreamt of, the dim light of the lanterns in the barn casting dark shadows in the crack of her ass. The jiggly mass began to descend towards Fluttershy’s nose, already leaking droplets of hot juice. With each foot the ass dropped, it jiggled in a completely different way, sending ripples along the smooth cheeks like a stone cast into a pond.
The scent of sweet candies was getting stronger and stronger in her nose as the ass got closer. Visible droplets of sweat trickled down the fat cheeks, which glistened gently in the low light.
“No, p-please, I don’t want to do this.” Fluttershy tried to escape her bonds again, but Applejack knew how to tie a binding tightly. “P-please no.” She pleaded again, but it was too late.
Pinkie’s large cheeks made contact with Fluttershy’s face, and they parted around her nose as if they were weightless. However the sheer roundness of the cheeks told that they were made of thick stuff. Whereas Fluttershy had had some of her face exposed underneath Applejack, Pinkie’s massive cheeks engulfed her entire face, turning her world to dark. The large weight became apparent a second later, as Pinkie shifted her cheeks back and forth to position Fluttershy’s face directly into her deep crack.
“Ooh, that takes a real weight off my hooves.” Pinkie giggled away. “So whose butt is better now?” A cackle left her lips, while Fluttershy’s hot breath glazed over her pink slit. The sweet tang of her juices tasted even more strongly of assorted candies, the most prominent of which seemed to be strawberry, but it changed with each lick.
“Applejack wasn’t lying, your tongue is really good.” Pinkie groaned out, inhaling through her teeth as Fluttershy reluctantly indulged Pinkie’s sweet pink slit, knowing that the roundness wouldn’t move until it was satisfied. Her tongue delved a little deeper, a fresh round of inner juices leaking onto her tongue, a tingling sensation running down the back of Fluttershy’s throat.
The weight of Pinkie’s magnificent ass seemed to grow heavier and heavier with each passing second, forcing her hot slit against Fluttershy’s unwilling tongue. Moans and groans uttered by Pinkie escalated in volume, turning from barely audible murmurs to near shouting level expletives.
Pinkie gyrated her hips like Applejack had done before her, but the size of her ass proved more effective. The movement nearly knocked Fluttershy's head off, the weight grinding back and forth in waves of pleasure. Soon, the constant wearing down of Pinkie’s resistance led to her orgasm building. The feeling of Fluttershy’s hot face underneath her, and the soft yet constant pleasuring of her petite tongue was starting to drive her mad.
Gritting through her teeth, Pinkie pushed through the pleasure to hold her orgasm at bay for the moment, but she knew it was only temporary. The little squeaks from Fluttershy weren’t helping either, adorable and erotic as they were. Little quivers from Pinkie’s effort to keep a lid on her pleasure sent more undulations rolling across her plump ass.
“Celestia bucking damn it, Fluttershy…” Pinkie panted and gasped, her nether figuratively on fire with orgasmic bliss, “…why do you have to be so good.”
For the second time in five minutes, Fluttershy’s face was flooded with hot juices that tasted divine. It seemed that all the juices had combined into one super flavour that rocketed around Fluttershy’s mouth like a rocket. It electrified her tongue and sent her hair on end.
Pinkie, on the other hand, was more concerned with her own feelings temporarily. Her eyes rolled back in her head and her back arched downwards, pressing her body even more so into Fluttershy’s. A long extended groan left her lips, rising slowly in pitch until Pinkie’s breath ran out, leaving nothing but silence. As the orgasm started to fade, her body twitched and jerked erratically, rubbing her sticky mess into Fluttershy’s embarrassed face
With a last effort moan, Pinkie toppled off of Fluttershy, allowing the yellow pegasus a clean breath for the first time in a while. It wasn’t easy to tell who was sweating more, but it was simple to see who enjoyed themselves more. Fluttershy’s face was a mask of guilt and mortified shame, whereas Pinkie’s grin could’ve been a light source itself.
"So Fluttershy, now that you've experienced both our asses, which one did you like the most?" Applejack appeared upside down in Fluttershy’s view, a light blush barely visible on her orange face. Fluttershy’s mouth simply opened, but no sound escaped her. Applejack giggled and leant down to whisper in her ear. “I think you can’t decide quite yet, and need a second test, yes?”
“N-no…” Fluttershy peeped. “...enough butts.”
“Fluttershy, you don’t understand, there are never enough butts.” Applejack trotted around to Fluttershy’s hips, lowering her eyes to Fluttershy’s dripping pussy. “And you seem to have quite a nice butt.”
“Please…no.”
“So allow me to return the favour…”
