Her First Heat
Spring had arrived in full bloom in Ponyville. Dormant trees, grasses, and wildflowers had awoken from their slumber, coming into bloom in all shades of the rainbow. The apple trees occupying Sweet Apple Acres' orchards transitioned from skeletal, barren masses to tall, mighty trunks with their limbs outstretched, an assortment of white apple blossoms dotting their branches.
With spring came chores--spring cleaning, planting and tilling the fields, and, for one little Apple filly, trying to unravel the mystery behind the incessant heat between her hind legs.
The confused filly had barely finished up her bowl of oatmeal when the strange sensation began. Apple Bloom twitched and grunted a little, warmth rushing through her body. She felt her heart begin to quicken its pace a little, although there was nothing exciting at the breakfast table. Bringing a forehoof up to her mane, she felt a few breads of sweat drip down her forehoof. Apple Bloom shifted uncomfortably in her chair and grunted again.
"Somethin' wrong, lil' sis?" Applejack asked, turning away from the dishes in the sink.
"Ah...nothin', Applejack!" Apple Bloom lied. She crossed her hindhooves and blushed; the heat was far more intense down there. "Down there" being, of course, the "special place"--the place where Applejack told her, through many stern admonitions, that nopony was allowed to touch but Apple Bloom herself. Apple Bloom had taken the order to heart, and never did let anypony touch her between her hindhooves.
Nevertheless, right now, the thought of somepony touching her down there was strangely...intriguing...
Throwing a forehoof over her mouth to stifle a gasp, Apple Bloom jumped down from her seat at the breakfast table and started to make a break for the door.
"Hey! Just where do you think yer goin', missy?" Applejack demanded, reaching over and pulling Apple Bloom to a halt by the tip of her tail.
A deep blush on her cheeks, Apple Bloom stumbled, "Ah! Ah'm, uh--"
Applejack's nostrils flared. Almost immediately, a blush matching her little sister's appeared on her own cheeks.
Apple Bloom continued, "Ah'm, uh, Ah just need some fresh air, Applejack! Honest!"
Slowly releasing her grip on her sister's tail, Applejack nodded and replied quietly, "Alright, lil' sis. You can do yer chores later."
"T-Thanks, Applejack!" Before the elder Apple could say anything more, Apple Bloom galloped out of the kitchen and out of the farm-house, passing a slumbering Granny Smith, who didn't even budge when the front door slammed shut.
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Apple Bloom stepped onto the front porch of the farm-house and looked about the fields. Far in the southern orchards, she could make out the distant figure of her brother, Big Macintosh, trotting from tree to tree inspectively. She looked tentatively towards the window of the kitchen. Applejack was busy at the dishes again, losing herself in suds and silence.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Apple Bloom sat down on her haunches and tried to think. The burning heat between her hindhooves amplified by the second, demanding relief. There was no way she could ignore it. She would have to take care of it somehow--if not make it stop entirely.
Apple Bloom vaguely remembered Scootaloo repeating something Rainbow Dash had told her--something about "mastercation" or something like that. Whatever it was, Apple Bloom remembered was that it was supposed to relieve unpleasant sensations between the hindlegs.
"This has got ta count fer that," Apple Bloom reasoned, shaking her head. She looked at the barn down the hill from the farmhouse. Surely, there, she would have some privacy. Perhaps even more than if she was in her room, which didn't have a lock on the door.
With another sigh, Apple Bloom started slowly towards the barn. Each moment sent the folds of her virgin fillyhood brushing against each other, and she let loose a little gasp. Apple Bloom stopped immediately in her tracks and looked around.
No Big Macintosh. No Granny Smith. No Applejack.
Nopony.
Good.
Blushing at the mere thought of what she was going to do, Apple Bloom quickened her pace. Groaning in frustration, she could only think of that burning sensation--which was beginning to itch as well. Hoping that the barn was empty of any of their other animal friends--the cows, pigs, or, perhaps, a wayward cyan pegasus--she continued on, driven by the fire between her flanks.
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Applejack watched her sister making her way up towards the barn, a shiver running down her spine. She had been trying to resist for so long, yet the warmth she felt in her groin was too much to ignore. She knew it was her sister she was leering at, but she couldn't help it: Apple Bloom was just going into her first heat and didn't understand it.
Worse, Applejack couldn't deny that it was driving her mad with lust. Still, there was only one thing to do for it. Big Mac had taken care of her during her first time, so she would do the same for Apple Bloom.
Leaving the dishes to soak in the sink, Applejack tip-hoofed her way out of the farmhouse. Careful not to wake Granny Smith, she left the elderly mare to her snoring and quietly shut the door behind her.
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Apple Bloom trotted into the barn, swishing her tail back and forth nervously. Her heart was practically leaping out of her chest by now, sweat rolling down her mane and forehead. Checking one last time to make sure nopony was following her, the filly slipped inside the barn.
She jumped over into a bale of hay and sighed, rolling over onto her back. Trying to relax, she removed her trademark bow, letting her long, wavy red mane fall to her shoulders.
Apple Bloom blushed madly as she looked down at her fillyhood, which was swollen slightly, little beads of moisture clinging to it. She paused for a second, focusing on her breathing and resting her forehooves on her stomach. Trying to relax, she thought of cold things, things that would soothe a heat and itch, like ice, and cold showers, and snow, and--
"Ohhhh..." Unable to hold back a moan, Apple Bloom bit her lip and closed her eyes. Now something was throbbing down there. Throbbing, burning, and itching. She looked down and opened her eyes again. A tiny nub at the top of her fillyhood was pulsating, begging for her touch it. The moisture--which had a pleasant, almost musky scent--appeared to have doubled; Apple Bloom was soaking wet by now.
"H-Horseapples! Arrgh!" Reluctantly, Apple Bloom slid a hoof down her belly towards her nethers and closed her eyes.
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Applejack carefully made her way up towards the barn, a pressure building between her legs. She could feel her thick stallionhood filling up her sheath and slowly extruding outwards from her nethers, growing with her arousal.
Unbeknowst to most of the Apple Family, or any of her freinds, Applejack had been born with both genders' gentials. It was something that the doctors had called a "one in a billion miracle," but it never felt that way for the farm-pony. Learning to deal with the problems of a mare and a stallion hadn't been easy. The enchantment on her Stetson kept the "extra" bits tucked away whenever she wore it, but nothing could ever magick them away.
At least Apple Bloom didn't have that problem, Applejack thought, as she quietly opened the barn door and tucked inside. It was completely empty, not a single cow or pig in sight.
However, Applejack knew she was not alone. The smell of a filly in heat was almost overwhelming, pleasant to her flaring nostrils. Instinctively, Applejack licked her lips. Before she could open her mouth, she froze, a faint sound reaching her ears.
Apple Bloom let out a soft squeak and closed her eyes as her forehoof made contact with her pulsating fillyhood. She could deny herself this "masterication" experiment no longer. "Ahhh...! Ahh!"
A strange sensation shot through her veins--one that made her want to touch further. She ran her hoof up and down her tiny slit, letting out more whimpers of pleasure. The heat and itch both waned and increased at her touch, leading Apple Bloom to try it faster.
Ashamed, Apple Bloom imagined somepony who loved and cared for her touching her fillyhood and taking away this ache instead of having to do it herself. She let out a soft whinny at the idea. The thought of Applejack doing it for her crossed her mind. Apple Bloom flattened her ears and moaned, blushing scarlet, "Aaahh...Applejack...d-don't stop..."
A sly grin spread across Applejack's muzzle, accompanying the faint blush. Her suspicions were confirmed. After all, she had caught Apple Bloom looking at her in ways that no sister should, and letting those goodnight kisses linger longer than appropriate. Not that she minded in the least.
Applejack slowly made her way around the bales of hay towards the source of the noise and smells, not wanting to startle the aroused filly. Despite knowing what she was going to see, it was still a shock when she found Apple Bloom playing with the folds of her young snatch, her little sisters' eyes closed in pleasure.
Applejack's heart nearly leapt out of her chest and she began to drool. Her stallionhood extended down her leg and nearly reached the floor before rising upwards to slap against her belly in full arousal.
The sound caught the filly's attention, but Applejack stepped forward, hushing her gently. "It's okay, Apple Bloom. It's okay. Ah'm here, lil' sis."
"A-A-Applejack!" Apple Bloom darted her forehoof away from her nethers and rolled over, closing her hindlegs. She laid on her side, blushing furiously and avoiding her sister's gaze. "Ah wasn't--Ah mean! Ah--"
She stopped, her eyes falling on the huge length between her sister's flanks. Apple Bloom's pupils dilated. "A-Applejack, w-what's that?" she stuttered, pointing at Applejack's member.
Applejack blushed. "It's just... it's a stallion part," she said simply. Before her sister could ask any more questions, she continued, "Ah was born with both the parts o' a stallion an' a mare, ya see, Apple Bloom."
She moved closer, licking her lips as she stared at her sister's flank, the smell of mare-in-heat mixing with the subconcious verbal cue of Apple Bloom's lifted tail. It took every ounce of Applejack's self-control to keep her hooves planted on the floorboards and not squeezing against Apple Bloom's flanks. "Apple Bloom... yer in heat," AJ stated flatly. "An' Ah'm here t' help ya through it, just like Big Mac an' Daddy helped me."
"O-Oh..." Apple Bloom rolled over and spread her flanks again. Although she far from understood what "in heat" meant, or why she'd never noticed Applejack's "stallion parts" before, she felt too disoriented to ask. She looked down at her fillyhood in shame. "Ah...Ah don't know what's wrong, Applejack! It's like an itch, but Ah can't scratch, an' a burn that won't cool! Ah tried mastericatin', but--"
Applejack picked her hat off and set it aside - the spell that normally kept her stallionhood hidden was irrelevant when she was that aroused, anyway. Although part of her wanted to place Apple Bloom over the nearest bale of hay and mount her like there was no tomorrow, Applejack wasn't that cruel.
"It's 'masturbatin',' sugar. It somethin' ya can do ta relieve yerself. Ya see, you're just in heat, o' 'horny,'" Applejack explained in a comforting voice, kneeling down between AB's spread legs. "Here, let yer big sis help you," she said as she reached out with her forelegs and slowly spread Applebloom's folds, her moist honey pot glistening with her first arousal.
"Haaah..." Apple Bloom flinched a little but tried to relax, trusting her sister completely. She nestled her back into the soft hay again and kept her hindhooves open. Panting a little, she whispered, "Yes, Applejack, please..."
Unconsciously, her hips bucked upwards against Applejack's forehoof when she spread her virgin lips. If anypony was going to touch her right now, she wanted it to be her beautiful big sister.
Applejack played with Apple Bloom's folds gently, lightly stimulating them. "Now sis, this is gonna feel weird, but it's gonna feel really good too," she said as she leaned down between the filly's thighs. The smell of a filly in heat was filling her nostrils to the brim, driving her absolutely wild. Applejack's thick, black cock was throbbing hard, but she ignored it as best she could, focusing on her task.
Sticking out her tongue, Applejack began to lick and tease her sister's virgin pussy, teasing her clit and tasting her arousal. The taste was neither sweet nor sour, yet warm and welcome on Applejack's tongue. She smacked her lips and took another greedy lick.
Apple Bloom squeaked and squirmed, wrapping her hindhooves instinctively around Applejack's neck. More of that strange, warm sensation washed over her. She tried to speak, but as Applejack's tongue caressed her more and more, she could only moan and whimper. Letting her tongue flop out of her mouth, Apple Bloom laid back in the hay and looked down at Applejack, locking eyes with her.
Applejack rolled her tongue around Apple Bloom's clit, teasing the filly with her oral attention. She knew she wasn't the most experienced at eating out a mare, but the look in Apple Bloom's eyes was nothing but awe and excitement, spurring her on. "How does that feel, sis?" she asked between licks and slurps, the air heavy with the odor of their arousal.
"R-Really g-good..." Apple Bloom bit her lip and squirmed a little more, relishing the new sensation. She looked around the barn, thankful that the doors were closed. Tightening the grip of her hindhooves around her sister's neck, Apple Bloom pushed herself closer to Applejack's wet muzzle. Her sister obliged, teasing her tongue into her.
"Applejack...are ya...haaah!" Moaning a little, she asked, "Are ya sure this is alright?"
"It sure is, sugarcube," Applejack replied, thrusting her tongue deep into her sisters' pussy and swirling it around. Apple Bloom's inner walls clamped around the intruder and the filly squeaked loudly. Grinning, Applejack twirled her tongue inside a few more times before withdrawing.
Lifting her head, she gave Apple Bloom a smile and licked her lips clean of her sister's nectar. "Big Mac an' Pa both helped me when Ah was in heat the first time. Even Ma helped take care o' ma stallion bits. Ah just wanna do the safe fer you, sis. Doesn't it feel good?"
"Y-Yes!" Thrashing around, Apple Bloom squeezed her hindlegs around Applejack's neck and pushed her fillyhood even closer to her muzzle. She ached for more, her entire body quaking with pleasure. "Oh, d-do that a-again. Where ya p-pushed yer tongue i-in."
She was panting heavily now, sweat rolling down her neck. While Applejack was making her feel good, she was also intensifying the heat and pressure roaring between her flanks. Apple Bloom wanted to both get rid of that feeling and ride it for all it was worth.
Applejack obeyed her sister's request, pushing her tongue back into the warm folds, tasting her nectar. She could feel Apple Bloom's young muscles clamping down on her tongue harder each time she pushed it back inside, the filly's flanks shivering with lust and desire as Applejack worked her sister's wet mound towards her first orgasm.
"Haaah...Applejack!" Apple Bloom squeezed harder and began grinding her hips towards Applejack's incredible muzzle. She could feel her fillyhood tighten and clench around Applejack's hot and warm tongue, skillfully caressing her inner walls. The pressure and heat became almost unbearable. "Hahhh...um...Hah! Ah think Ah'm...somethin's wrong..." she managed between moans, gasping and panting.
"Just let it go, darlin'," Applejack's muffled voice urged from between Apple Bloom's thighs, forehooves gently spreading her legs wider to allow her better access to the foal's fillyhood. It was obvious Apple Bloom was about to lose control, and her big sister only wanted to work harder and make sure it was even more special for her. "It's normal... just focus on the pleasure, sugarcube..."
"Al...Alright..."
Apple Bloom did as she was told, focusing on her sister's tongue working its way inside her. She felt herself beginning to twitch, buck, and grind uncontrollably. Applejack's thick tongue found the most sensitive spot inside of her, and Apple Bloom could take no more. With a high-pitched squeal, she "let it go," coating Applejack's muzzle in her juices with a high-pitched squeal of delight.
Applejack gulped down as much of Apple Bloom's juices as she could, lapping at them as eagerly as a mare in the desert would an oasis. They tasted earthy, yet faintly sweet, and Applejack wanted more. Soon though, Apple Bloom's orgasm was over, leaving her muzzle a sticky mess.
Slowly, Applejack rose to her hooves, licking her muzzle as clean as she could. "So, how do you feel now, sugar?" she asked, her cock thumping up against her belly, the scent and taste and sight of a filly in heat making her painfully hard.
"B-Better." Apple Bloom smiled up at her beautiful sister, slowly catching her breath. "T-Thanks, Applejack." A thought suddenly graced her mind, and her blush returned. "Um...would it b-be alright if we did this more than once?" she asked timidly, looking away from her sister's perfect green eyes.
Applejack smiled down at her sister. "Sure, sis. But first, Ah think ya need ta get used ta a stallion's parts. Why don't ya get up an' come over here," she said, gesturing to the erection beneath her body, the tip coated in droplets of pre. "That way Ah can teach you how ta please yer own special somepony some day."
Apple Bloom gulped a little. That stallion part certainly did look mighty large. However, since her sister had taken care of her, she figured it would be wrong not to return the favor. Trotting over to Applejack, she tilted her head slightly and said, "Alright, sis. Um...What should Ah do?"
"Well, it's simple. First, don't be afraid," Applejack stated. "Go on, get close, an' give it a lick. It feels very good when ya use yer mouth. Secondly, don't be afraid ta touch an' move it, but just be aware o' yer teeth an' how hard yer hooves can be. Understand?"
The filly nodded. She inched closer to the stallion part and sniffed it. It smelled a little musky, like Big Mac's coat did after he'd worked all day in the fields. Apple Bloom stood carefully underneath her sister, right in front of her member. Tentatively, Apple Bloom grasped it between her hooves softly and gave it a slow lick up the head.
Applejack let out a soft moan as her sister licked along the head of her oversized stallionhood. She wasn't bigger than Big Mac, but she knew that she put many stallions to shame. "Oh yesss..." she hissed, another few drollops of pre forming on the broad head of her cock.
"A-Applejack, is it s'posed ta be wet like that?" Apple Bloom stepped back a bit, moving her forehooves up and down her sister's length, feeling all of her. The flesh was hot and pulsating beneath her touch and reminded her of her own fillyhood.
"It is once it gets all hot n' bothered like it is," she replied, biting back a moan. Part of her wanted to grab Apple Bloom's head and thrust her hips forward, abusing her sister's throat. Applejack exercised iron restraint once more, standing firmly in place. "It g-gets like that so it's easier when a stallion mounts ya," she added, her erection throbbing with need, her mind filled with thoughts of taking her sister's virginity.
Apple Bloom nodded in understanding and kept moving her forehooves up and down Applejack's erect cock. She noticed that Applejack continued to let loose little drops of moisture the more she did this. Wanting so badly to please her sister, Apple Bloom experimented a little more and swirled her tongue around the head, moving her forehooves up the shaft. It didn't taste bad at all--a little salty, but nothing too unpleasant. She remembered how amazing that had felt when Applejack had did it to her, and continued, caressing the thick head of her sister's stallionhood. Apple Bloom moved closer, leaving long, slow licks gradually up Applejack's stallionhood, flattening her soft tongue for greater pleasure.
Applejack did her best to keep her legs steady as her sister gave her cock its first few tentative licks, the sensation driving bolts of burning pleasure up her spine. In between her heavy panting, the soft slurping of Apple Bloom's oral assaunt filled the barn, her confidence building with every taste of her sister's dick. It wasn't the only thing building, however, and after a few minutes, Applejack couldn't resist any longer.
"Apple B-Bloom... Ah think it's time ta show ya how ta rut properly. Go 'head an' turn around fer me, okay?"
Apple Bloom paused and reluctantly removed her mouth and hooves from her sister's member. "Alright..." she said, pouting a little. She'd quite enjoyed the noises Applejack had made, wanting more than anything to please her.
Apple Bloom slipped out from beneath Applejack and turned around, lifting her tail and presenting her glistening folds. She gasped a little as she did so, surprised that she was wet and hot down there again. "Um, Applejack, Ah think Ah'm in heat again," she mumbled, embarassed.
"Oh, yer gonna be in heat fer a while, sugarcube," Applejack said, licking her lips as she stared at her sister's winking pussy. Her clit was erect and ready, throbbing for everypony to see. "It's gonna last fer a while, unless ya get pregnant. An' we don't want that, now, do we?"
Before Apple Bloom could answer, Applejack got into position. Moving up behind her, she reared up, planting her forehooves onto the hay bale right in front of Apple Bloom to keep the filly from having to support her entire weight. "Now, this is gonna hurt a little at first, but it's gonna feel real good, real quick, okay? Ya'll just have ta trust me," Applejack explained, guiding the head of her stiffness up against Apple Bloom's virgin fillyhood, her stallionhood dwarfing the young filly's folds.
"Al-Alright, Ah will--ah!" Apple Bloom gasped and shuddered when the head of Applejack's cock brushed against her folds. Another strange sensation, making her want more. Gasping again, she braced herself, planting all four hooves firmly on the barn floor. Apple Bloom closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"Okay sugar, here Ah... go!"
Applejack bucked her hips forward a short distance, a firm but controlled thrust that was enough to drive the head of her shaft up into Apple Bloom's pussy, taking the filly's virginity in a single moment. Apple Bloom shrieked upon the entry.
"Are ya alright?" Applejack asked as she held herself still, letting Apple Bloom get used to her size.
"Ahhh!" Apple Bloom clenched her teeth, sweat rolling down her cheeks. The pain was too much at first, but it subsided after a few shaky moments, replaced with the warm, pleasant sensation of being filled. She looked up at Applejack and nodded. "Ah'm a-alright. Mmm..." Apple Bloom bit her lip, then leaned back and cried, "D-Don't stop!"
Applejack beamed down at Apple Bloom proudly. "That's how an Apple does it!" She grinned, pulling a strand of mane from in front of her eyes before bucking her hips forward again. Her sister's tight fillyhood spread out wide around the mare's large girth, a faint bulge forming to mark just how deep Applejack was reaching.
"Aahh! Haah!" Apple Bloom leaned foreward on her forehooves, raising her flanks into the air. She could feel Applejack's length bulging in her stomach with each stroke. A mixture of pleasure and pain rushed through her, and she found herself moaning louder than when Applejack had used her tongue. She covered her mouth with a forehoof, fearing she would be too loud. Any words she wanted to utter became instant gibberish--it was just too good. Too much. "Mmmf! Ahh!"
"Don't worry, darlin', let it out!" Applejack exclaimed with a laugh. "Big Mac is workin' the far fields today, an' Granny won't ever hear ya." Reaching down, she squeezed Apple Bloom's flank, squeezing it as she worked half of her stallionhood up into the filly's tight pussy. "When ya moan, it lets me know how much ya like it!"
Nodding, Apple Bloom removed her forehoof and groaned, her tongue flopping out of her mouth and her whole body shaking. Applejack's thrusts were making it rather difficult to stand up. She pushed back against her sister, wanting more and harder. Through cries of ectascy, she managed to get a few words out. "Aaaah! Haaah! Applejack! Mmm! H-Harder!" She spread her hindlegs, taking in all of her sister.
Applejack responded, driving herself deeper with every thrust. She could feel herself pushing in to Apple Bloom's furthest depths, her heavy balls slapping against her sister's flanks and rubbing against her throbbing clit. It was the most intense pleasure Applejack had ever felt, and she was experiencing it with the filly she loved the most.
Suddenly, the head of her stallionhood started to flare, and she knew there wasn't much time left. "Oh gosh, s-sis, Ah'm gonna...Ah'm gonna cum! Ah'm gonna fill ya up with ma cream! G-Get ready!" Applejack shouted as she moved faster, not caring who heard her. She wanted to finish. She wanted to cum. She wanted to fill her sister with every drop of her seed. She wanted Apple Bloom's virginity, and she wanted it now.
Hilting herself inside, Applejack let out a loud nickering cry of pleasure as her cock flared wide, stretching Apple Bloom painfully. A second later, her pulsating cock began to erupt, pumping thick ropes of white-hot cum directly up into Apple Bloom's womb, causing her stomach to inflate slightly.
Apple Bloom's second orgasm rose and burst at the sensation of Applejack filling her. Unable to hold herself up any longer, Apple Bloom collapsed to the floor, held up by only the angle of her sister's dick. She screamed in pleasure, feeling waves of thick, sticky cum leak out of her fillyhood and fill her.
"AAAAH! APPLEJACK!"
She spread her flanks as she splayed on the floor. Applejack continued to burst inside her, stretching her. The filly let out a few moans of sweet, sickly pain, her now-deflowered fillyhood pushed to its limits. She wanted nothing more than to be taken like this by her sister, over and over again, moaning in absolute pleasure as Applejack came inside her.
Applejack grunted loudly as she drained her balls into her sister, forcing her belly to expand outwards before the pressure within became too great and streams of semen began to erupt around the edges of her cock, turning the ground beneath them into a sticky mess. Eventually, Applejack's orgasm ended, and, dismounting from the haybale, she withdrew from the filly, causing a second torrent of her seed to spill onto the ground.
"Whoa..." Applejack panted, trying to catch her breath. "That... was amazin'."
Apple Bloom laid on the floor for several minutes, panting deeply, letting Applejack's seed empty out of her. Thoroughly exhausted, she looked up weakly at her sister and smiled. She had no idea the mare she admired so much could make her feel so good. "Sure was...thanks, Applejack..."
Applejack nodded weakly and laid down beside her sister, pulling her close to her chest. "No problem, sugar..." Applejack removed the bands from her mane and let her silky, golden hair fall to her shoulders. She rustled Apple Bloom's frazzled red mane. "Are ya glad Ah was yer first time?"
Apple Bloom lurched forward and kissed Applejack sweetly on the lips, surprising them both. As the embarassed filly pulled away, her cheeks matching her mane, she nodded and replied sheepishly, "Uh huh...Ah...Ah'm really glad."
With a blush of her own, Applejack pecked Apple Bloom on the lips and hugged her tightly. "Ya wanna do this again, sugarcube?"
"Uh-huh."
"How soon?"
Gently rolling Applejack onto her back, Apple Bloom kissed her big sister again, then answered, feeling a familiar warmth creep up between her flanks, "Real soon.."
