Tags: AjxRy, Manex6 (But mainly AjxRyxRD, AjxPP), squirting, extendo-tongue, wow that's not very many tags for such a long chapter

“Pfft, I don't know,” Pinkie giggled. “I think the Gala would've been a lot more fun if we just started throwing cakes from the start.”

Applejack shook her head mirthfully. “No doubt, but I came here for business, not fun,” she said. “'Course, the way everythin' turned out, I might as well have.”

“Yeah!” Rainbow laughed. “You could've given me more stuff to catch! Seriously, I was running out of stuff to show off with!”

“Now, Rainbow Dash,” the voice caught everyone's attention, “while I'm sure the Wonderbolts were impressed by your enthusiasm and reflexes, there's only so many times they'll be impressed by the same trick.”

“Huh? What do you mean? That was, like, the only way I could get their attention! For even two seconds!”

“You go to their shows, don't you?” Princess Celestia asked.

“Hell yeah!” she shouted, ignoring Rarity as she tried to reprimand her for her language in the presence of the Princess. “I go to every show I can! Every show I do go to, I miss out on all their awesome stunts! Like the Pyrospear! Or the Crackerjack Cannon!”

“Do you?” she replied. “Well, what if every show you went to, the Wonderbolts preformed the Crackerjack Cannon over and over? No other tricks, just the Cannon, only getting a bit bigger and flashier each time?”

Rainbow blinked at her. “Huh,” she said. “I'd still go, 'cuz they're the Wonderbolts! Buuut I guess the shows would get kinda boring.”

“Exactly.” Celestia sat back, sipping at her coffee.

“Yeah, I see your point,” Rainbow sighed, slumping over the table. “But what else could I do in that frumpy place?”

No one answered. As pleased as the girls were to hear that at least Princess Celestia had fun at the Gala, they mostly couldn't drop all of their apprehensions about having coffee and donuts at the same table as—well—Princess Celestia. Rarity watched as Twilight refilled the Solar Princess's coffee cup, and as the Princess dumped in two, four... an unhealthy amount of sugar cubes into it, not that Rarity was judging the Princess, of course! That would be silly!

She certainly looked out of place at the table. The dresses Rarity had worked so hard on were ruffled and covered in dirt, scuffs, and frosting. Princess Celestia's gown, naturally, didn't have a speck of dirt anywhere on its white folds or golden trinkets. It was a thing of beauty, flowing everywhere, but not at all obscuring her curvy, yet lithe figure. The skirt parted at the sides, occasionally revealing her bronzed, sculpted thighs, and her thin cleavage was tantalizing, but far from scandalous, both hiding and revealing her bountiful bosom. Truly, society's standards of beauty could've only been born from—

“Is there something wrong, Rarity?” The Princess's voice broke her out of her thoughts.

Rarity flushed, having been caught—no, not caught, that implied she had been ogling the Princess in the first place, which a lady certainly would not, and—oh no, they were still waiting for a reply, think of something quick quick quick—!

“I was just thinking of, well...” Idea! “About the difference between Blueblood and you! I know I've gone on about him, and I'm sorry for that...”

“Go on, Rarity,” Twilight said. “We all need to vent a little tonight.”

“Thank you,” she sighed. “As I was saying, Princess, Blueblood is royalty! Related to you, if distantly, raised with to have manners and dignity—or at least he should've—and what came of it? That self-absorbed, whiny, bumbling excuse of a brute! Please, Princess, tell me they aren't all like that!” she cried. “That there are nobles who are—well—noble! Like you!”

Princess Celestia only gave her a sad smile. “It is a pitiable state of affairs. I'm afraid the Canterlot nobility is perpetually consumed by its battles of power play, the Gala being among its greatest battlefields. They often lose themselves in the struggle and forget that another world exists just outside.” She looked out the window of the doughnut shop, staring into the dark streets of Canterlot.

“Believe it or not, Prince Blueblood was a sweet young boy once,” she said.

Rarity barely stopped herself from spewing out the mouthful of scalding coffee she accidentally inhaled.

The Princess patiently waited for her to recompose herself before continuing. “Yes, it's true. He enjoyed running through the gardens, having imaginary adventures with a couple of close servants when he was a child. He had dreams of exploring beyond our borders, mapping the uncharted corners of the world. Even so, I watched as pressure from his parents and peers led him to bury those dreams so he could learn to play the political games of nobility. Not that I can blame him—nobility can be a very dangerous place to anyone who refuses to abide by its rules.”

“Awww...” Pinkie sighed, her eyes swelling up. “That's so sad!”

“As I said, it is a pitiable state of affairs. There are some whom I'm glad to say have learned to play the game without losing themselves in it.”

Applejack snorted. “Oh yeah?” she asked. “Then where are they? I spent hours sitting with the finest vittles this side of Equestria, and I only made one sale! All 'cuz apparently, eatin' anythin' that ain't imported and served on a plate five times bigger than it ain't allowed in their damn game!” She flopped back into her seat, munching moodily on a powdered doughnut. The rest of the table exchanged looks at the sudden outburst.

Just as suddenly, she sprang back up. “Ish thash vhatsh ya vantsh?” she blurted at Rarity accusingly, spewing out crumbs.

Rarity blinked, flinching back. “Come again? And also, ew!”

Applejack took a second to gulp down the doughnut. “I said, is that what ya really want? As long as I've known you, Rares, you've been yammering on about how glamorous and wonderful the Canterlot elite is, and how you were destined to join 'em.” She waved her hand towards the windows. “Well there you have it, Rarity! The glamorous Canterlot elite! Bunch'a uptight, snooty folks with their noses turned up so high, they're sniffin' their own asses!”

“Applejack!” Rarity hissed. “I'll thank you not to place such vile imagery in my head! And while Blueblood wasn't quite the paragon of nobility I'd been hoping for, you cannot cast such a blanket judgment on all of them!”

“Can too!” she growled. “The Princess admitted it! I betcha every last one of them's 'bout as noble as a worm!”

“Humph! Sounds like sour grapes to me,” Rarity said, drowning out any response the Princess may have had. “You just don't know how to dream past your farm.”

“'Course not! I remember the last time I left my farm behind! It was the worst month of my life! I don't get what you see in any a' it!”

“Exactly, sour grapes. You couldn't be bothered to learn the game, so you dismiss it an everyone everyone who does as childish.”

“Now listen here, you snooty, frou-frou, little—!”

“No, you listen, you childish, backwards, simple—!”

“Oh my god, just fuck already!” Rainbow suddenly cried out.

“WHAT?” Rarity and Applejack shouted, their anger turned to shock.

Rainbow looked around at everyone staring at her. “Hey, we were all thinking it.” she stated.

“Are you kidding?” Applejack growled, her face flushing. “Just 'cuz the rest of ya'll swing that way don't mean we do!”

“Pffft, yeah right. That's why you liked watching me and Twi do the dirty so much, right?”

“What? No! That— that was different! I was curious! We were curious!”

“Pfffffffft. Yeah. Right.” She leaned over and wrapped an arm around Applejack's shoulders. “Listen, even if Rarity were completely straight, I'll bet Prince Blueballs turned her off men for a while,” she whispered not-so-quietly. “She's probably open to experimentation now.”

“Really? I— I mean, get off!” Applejack shouted, shoving her away.

“And I'll thank you not to discuss my sexual preferences in my presence!” Rarity huffed.

“Oh, okay. We'll have to discuss it later, then.”

“Rainbow!”

“Come on, Fluttershy, back me up here!”

“Well, um, I don't think you should egg them like this...” she said.

“Thank you, Fluttershy.”

“Oh, come on!” Rainbow cried.

“I think you should let them work out their feelings naturally.”

“Not you too!” Applejack groaned as Rainbow burst out laughing.

“Oh, welcome back, Spike,” Princess Celestia abruptly said. “You've delivered my orders?”

The entire group turned to the young suited dragon, panting with his hands on his knees. “Yeah, I...” He took a few more deep breaths before standing upright. “The rooms are ready!”

“Rooms?” Pinkie asked.

“Of course. Have you noticed the time?” she asked, standing up from the table. “twenty-three past one in the morning. I refuse to send you back to Ponyville this late, so I'm inviting all of you to the castle for the night,” she explained as she pulled out a sizable pouch of coins and set it on the table.

“Staying... in the royal castle?” Rarity squeed.

“Ooh! Ooh! I can't wait!” Pinkie shouted, bouncing to her feet. The other girls echoed her sentiments and eagerly joined her, following the Princess out to the door. Pinkie took a moment to dart back to the table to bundle up the remaining doughnuts in her arms.

“I've prepared five rooms for you girls,” Princess Celestia said. “I'm sure the accommodations will be to your liking.”

“Wait, five rooms?” Applejack asked.

“Twilight and Spike's old room is still open.” She explained. She then leaned over to Twilight's ear. “Though you won't be using it tonight,” she whispered loudly.

“Wait, what do you mean she won't—oh,” Applejack said, stumbling slightly as she processed the Princess's words.

Twilight just blushed and giggled. “Well, I can't say I haven't been looking forward to it.”

“Lucky bitch,” Rainbow Dash grumbled, crossing her arms.

“Wait? What's going on?” Spike asked.

“Nothing!”

Rarity stood in the darkened corridor outside Applejack's room, wearing the lovely white nightgown the castle staff had been provided to each of the girls. The accommodations were excellent, giving grand views of Canterlot's night skyline and oh-so-soft, large beds with luxurious silken sheets. And the pillows!

Despite that, Rarity found herself unable to sleep. Not because of all the coffee she had—not entirely, anyways. Sighing, she raised her hand and knocked at the door.

She waited a few seconds, and then she waited a few more. Several seconds later, she knocked again.

“Hold your horses, I'm coming!” she heard Applejack grumble from behind the door before it swung open. “I swear, Rainbow, if you... Oh! Rarity!” she yelped, suddenly straightening out her hunched posture. Her untied hair was shining in the dim light from within the room. “Um, howdy!”

Rarity blushed, realizing that the cowgirl hadn't put on the nightgown, but was wearing only a simple set of green underwear. “Hello, Applejack,” she said, keeping her voice even. “May we talk?”

“Oh, uh, I don't see why not.” She stepped aside. “Come right in?”

She nodded, stepping inside. Applejack's room, to little surprise, was identical to Rarity's except for the untidy state of the blankets and covers, as well as her hat hanging from a bedpost. The only illumination was the soft orange light from the bedside lamp.

Applejack shut the door and walked over to the bed, sitting on the edge. She patted the bed next to her—but not too close—and Rarity took a seat as well, turning her body so she was facing Applejack.

“Um,” she blurted out before Rarity could open her mouth, “I mean, before you say anythin', I wanna apologize for what I said earlier,” she said. “I was out of line. Jus' 'cause you look up that kind'a life doesn't mean you wanna be an selfish snake like that Blueblood fella.”

“You never said that, Darling,” Rarity said. “You've never even implied it.” She sighed. “I ought to be the one to apologize. While your accusation was out of line, it wasn't entirely baseless, and I retaliated by belittling your own ambitions.”

“Well, you had a point. When I was livin' with my aunt an' uncle, I thought I knew what I was getting into. Thought it'd be a carefree life of luxury. Never realized how many rules there were for livin' like that—way too many for me. I guess, in a way, I have to respect the folks who can stand to play that game.”

“Indeed,” Rarity nodded. “And in the same way, I must admit I have to respect you for not wanting to be part of it. As nice as it is to wish for something more, it's a rare talent to be able to be satisfied with what you have.”

“Maybe,” Applejack smirked, squeezing her arm over Rarity's shoulders more tightly. “So, we're good?”

She giggled. “We're good,” she said, snuggling into her side.

Applejack smiled, leaning into Rarity's weight, sighing at her warmth—her eyes snapped open. When did Rarity get close enough to snuggle her? And what was her arm doin' way over there? They'd only been sittin' for barely a minute!

“Mmph,” Rarity sighed. “Have I ever told you how nice and firm your muscles are?”

“Uh, once. Or twice,” Applejack answered, her eyes shifting back and forth. “The last couple'a times you fitted me.” Was this really headed there? Rarity had been largely silent since Rainbow's outburst, but to think she'd been so fixated...

“Really? I think I ought to tell you more often...” Rarity purred, her left arm coming up and stroking the arm wrapped around her shoulders.

“So, uh, now that we're good, I reckon' we ought'ta, uh, tuck in, don'tcha think?” she asked, suddenly aware of how little clothing there was separating them.

“Oh hush, Darling,” Rarity said, cracking her eyes open to peer up at her. “Don't pretend you don't enjoy this.”

“Okay, Rarity, are you drunk? Maybe I should walk you back?”

“Darling, we were at a doughnut shop,” she deadpanned. “What could I have gotten drunk on? Frosting?”

“Look, it's just... aren't you straight?” she pointed out weakly.

“Well, Applejack,” Rarity said, abruptly shifting. She was no longer snuggling into Applejack's side, but was now sliding into her lap, turning so that they were facing each other. Applejack's hand still rested on her shoulder, and Rarity brought her other hand up to match as she leaned forward. “It's just as Rainbow said, now's as good a time as any to... experiment...” She breathed, leaning even closer, the flawless skin of her face, her plump lips, her sparking eyes all coming into focus...

They were kissing. At first, Applejack just sat in shock as Rarity did all the work. Eventually, she responded, pressing her lips intently against Rarity's, shuddering as her moan passed through their lips. Slowly, she felt Rarity part her lips and felt her tongue begin to poke out and prod at her own mouth. Applejack responded in turn, brushing her tongue against Rarity's, the cool, minty flavor she'd been tasting now stronger.

Rarity pulled away, her eyes slowly opening as a half-grin formed on her face. “Apples,” she stated. “Why am I not surprised?”

Applejack guffawed for a second before wrapping her arms around Rarity's neck to pull her back in. Immediately, their tongues slipped past each other to explore and taste each others' mouths. As they moaned into each other, Applejack let one arm drift lower to Rarity's back so she could pull her whole body forwards. Their covered breasts mashed into each other, and she could feel Rarity's dainty fingers scrambling at her back, reaching for the clasps...

She suddenly shoved Rarity away, breaking their kiss. Before she could get a word out, Applejack's arms gripped at the sides of her nightgown. Understanding, Rarity shifted so she could pull it off entirely and throw it off to the side. Now they both stared unabashedly at each others' covered breasts, and with an unspoken agreement, simultaneously reached behind the other to unclasp and remove their bras.

As they compared breasts, Applejack couldn't help but feel lacking. Yes, technically, hers were bigger, but Rarity's were perkier and much fuller. Furthermore, where Applejack's body had a ridiculous-looking farmer's tan, Rarity's light booth tan was even and flawless. She bit her lip, but gasped when Rarity brought her hands up, cupping her breasts from underneath. After a moment, she returned the favor, grasping at Rarity's perfect globes. She looked up, saw Rarity smiling back her, and then they went back to kissing, still slowly groping each other.

After a while like this, Rarity pushed her body forwards, pressing her nipples into Applejack's. They both shuddered, gasping into each others' mouths. Applejack broke the kiss just long enough to whisper “more,” before diving straight back in. Rarity obliged, carefully maneuvering their bodies so their breasts and nipples would constantly slide against each other.

Slowly, one of Applejack's hands slid to her back and down. It meandered down to her rear, sliding underneath her lacy panties. Rarity could feel a finger trace down the valley, over her—wait, why was she stopping there—

“Applejack!” she squealed in outrage.

“Oh, uh...” The cowgirl looked as if she had been caught with her hand in a cookie jar. “You don't like that?”

“No, I am not comfortable with anything entering there!”

“Oh. Well, shucks,” she sighed. “Sorry 'bout that.”

“Good. Now, if you would please remove your finger and continue?”

“Right,” she said, withdrawing her finger. Rarity went back to massaging their breasts as Applejack's hand reached further down, brushing against her flower. She gasped, leaning into Applejack's neck. Her own hand abandoned its breastplay and slid down Applejack's belly, slipping down her underwear from the front. Grinning, Rarity twitched her fingers in a way that always got her excited—

“Kssssh!” Applejack abruptly hissed.

“What?” Rarity cried, quickly withdrawing her hand. “Did I hurt you?”

“Yer... Yer nails...”

“Oh, of course,” she said, looking down. “Oh dear, how silly of me! I'm terribly sorry!”

“It's fine, just... be a bit more careful?”

Rarity smiled. “I suppose it's a consequence of sharing our first lesbian encounters with each other.” she brought a hand up to Applejack's face. “I'm sure we can figure out—”

Suddenly, the door was kicked in. “Orgy tiiiiiiiime!” they heard, before a skin-colored blur flew at the bed, crashing straight into them with a scream.

“What the hell?” Applejack cried with Rarity and the other person mashed into her in ways that weren't quite as sexy as before. She couldn't tell what was going on in the dim light.

“Pinkie? What are you—Applejack? Rarity?”

“Twilight?” they both asked.

“Pinkie!” said another voice from the doorway.

“Rainbow?”

“Twilight?”

“Fluttershy?”

“Rarity!”

“Rainbow!”

“Applejack!”

“Pinkie...”

“Spike!”

“WHAT?”

“Just kidding!” Pinkie said. “No Spike!”

There were a few moments of silence as everyone tried to unravel what had just happened. As far as Applejack could tell, Twilight was sprawled on top of her and Rarity, naked, while Pinkie Pie bounced in place just in front of the bed, and peeking from behind the open doorway were Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy.

First things first. Applejack grabbed ahold of Twilight's body and pushed her upright and away from her and Rarity. “Pinkie,” she started. “Did you just throw Twilight at us?”

“Yepperoni!”

“Alright... Why?”

“Because Dashie heard some noises from your room so she went to check it out and when she did she pulled me and Fluttershy in to watch too but then I thought about how much fun our orgies were and how it would've been even funner if you were in them but you were both pretty much straight so I couldn't invite you but since you were kissing and groping and all that I realized you weren't straight anymore which meant you could join our orgies and I was so excited that I didn't want to wait so I went to borrow Twilight from the Princess and bring her here so now all six of us best friends are here so we can have an awesome orgy and it'll be super special because it'll really be the best night ever!”

There was another moment of silence. “You borrowed Twilight from the Princess?” Rarity asked slowly.

“Yuppy doodles!”

Rarity turned to the girl in question. “That... seems to be what happened,” Twilight mumbled, still in a daze. Her face was wet with something.

“Were you in the middle of...?”

“Um...”

2 minutes, 7 seconds ago

“Twilight...” Princess Celestia sighed, leaning back on a mountain of pillows, her flowing hair shining in the flickering light of a few well-placed candles.

Twilight Sparkle gave no reply, lying in between the Princess's legs, her face buried dutifully in her royal snatch.

Celestia lowered a hand to her pupil's head, both stroking her hair and pushing her in deeper between her thighs. On either side of her grand bed were three guards, completely naked except for helmets covering their heads, showing off their muscled physiques and proud, hard erections. They stood raptly at attention with their hands at their sides. The Princess though, ignored them, focusing solely on her student's ministrations.

She was getting close, but neither her face, nor her breath, nor her grip on Twilight's head betrayed this fact. Even so, Twilight's service sped up, treating her with faster and forceful licks and nibbles. Twilight then latched her lips onto Celestia's clit and bit down.

Celestia only let out a long groan, her back arching ever-so-slightly, before relaxing and letting go of her student. Twilight got up onto her arms and began crawling up the Princess's body, dragging her tongue along the entire way.

She'd just reached the underside of her right boob when a pink blur suddenly entered the room.

“Sorryprincessigottataketwilightitsasexyemergencyweneedherreallybadokaythanksbye!”

And then it was gone along with Twilight.

Princess Celestia blinked owlishly at the empty air for a few seconds. Her guards weren't much better, all of them frozen in various states between standing ramrod and about to tackle an intruder. Not that she blamed them for being surprised. Her chambers should've been choked in wards and locks both magical and mundane. Then again, from what she'd heard and experienced of Pinkie's antics, this was normal for her.

“Well,” Celestia finally declared several seconds later. “You heard her. It's a sexy emergency. However,” she raised her hands and made “come hither” motions with both. “She's just created another sexy emergency right here.”

The guards exchanged looks, shrugged, got onto the bed, kneeling around the Princess, and began to jack off over her amazonian body.

Celestia hummed in pleasure. Even though she had been deprived of a night with her faithful student, she could still indulge in some pleasure. Thought maybe she ought to send some sort of okay to Twilight. The poor girl was probably worrying herself silly right now.

“Oh stars, oh stars, oh stars...” Twilight muttered, pacing back and forth in the now-fully lit room. “I can't believe you, Pinkie! You interrupted the Princess's intercourse!”

“Intercourse?” Rainbow repeated, her eyes tracking her nude friend across the room. “And here I thought you knew big girl words, Twi,” she sighed.

“Well, it's just...” she sputtered. “Even though I know the Princess is into a lot of activities, it feels wrong to use those kinds of words in relation to her!” She dug her fingers into her now-unkempt hair. “Ughh, this is bad! Pinkie! You have to hide!”

“What? Why?” she said from her position lying belly-down on the bed.

“Did you not see the guards?” she cried. “They're probably giving chase right now to arrest you for kidnapping me!” She paused. “Actually, I'm surprised they're not banging at the door right now.”

All the girls turned to the still-open door. Fluttershy, the closest, quickly pushed it shut.

“Well, I guess they'd have to get dressed first?” Twilight mused. “I'm not sure if there's a protocol in place for responding to kidnappings in the middle of... sex... with the Princess.”

“...Hot.”

“Shut up!” she snapped at Rainbow Dash. “Seriously, Pinkie! This is no time to lie around! We have to—!”

Tap tap

They turned to the window, blinking at what they saw.

“Philomena?” Fluttershy asked, dashing over to the window. As soon as she unlatched it, the phoenix hovering outside swooped into the room, headed straight for Twilight. She backed up with a squeak just as Philomena rose up in front of her, brushing against her body, and dropped a small, brown object that Twilight barely caught. The phoenix flapped a couple laps around the room, cooing oddly, before she zoomed out the window just as suddenly as she appeared.

There was another silence.

“Why do I feel like that bird just ogled us?” Rarity asked, clutching Applejack's hat more tightly against her body.

“Probably 'cuz it copped a feel on Twilight.”

“Rainbow!” Fluttershy squealed.

“Hey, that was totally what it was doing,” she said.

“She wouldn't do such a thing!” she protested.

“No, Rainbow's right. That definitely felt like the avian equivalent of slapping my ass,” Twilight muttered, looking down at herself. “In retrospect, I suddenly realize why she spent so much time in your cleavage.”

“What? No! There's no way—! Not like that! She just liked it there because it... it was nice and warm! Because she was sick!”

“Uh huh. I'm sure.”

“...Hot,” Pinkie said. Suddenly, she burst into laughter. “Hah hah hah! Get it? 'Hot'! Because she's a phoenix! Hah hah hah haaaa!”

“So, what did she give you?” Applejack asked Twilight over Pinkie's laughter, still crossing her arms over her chest.

Twilight turned the brown box-like object in her hands, reading a sticky note on the side. She paused for a moment, and then looked up, blushing. “It's a camera,” she said. “Princess Celestia wants a video.”

“A video of what?”

“Duh!” Pinkie said, springing to her feet. “The totally super-awesome orgy we're going to have, of course!”

“Uh, Pinkie,” Twilight said. “You might not want to get so hasty, there.”

“Huh? Why?”

“Look, just because Applejack and Rarity were screwing doesn't mean they want to have an orgy with all of us.” She turned to the two girls in question. “Look, we'll leave you two alone. We'll go... into another room, I guess?”

“Booo.”

“Shut up, Dash.”

“Actually,” Rarity said, straightening up. “I find that I'm quite open to the idea.”

“What?” Applejack asked, whipper her head towards her.

“I'm afraid Applejack and I lack experience in this... arrangement,” she explained. She set the stetson aside, revealing her perky breasts to the room, and slid a hand down Applejack's back. “Besides, Pinkie is quite correct—this is already a special night. I see no reason to pass the chance to make it even more memorable. Don't you agree?”

Applejack looked back at her for a few seconds. Suddenly, she jumped, her arms springing away from her chest. “I thought you weren't into that!” she squawked.

“After that reaction,” Rarity murred, “I just might change my mind.” She brought her other hand up to Applejack's now-exposed breasts.

“So...” Pinkie said, grinning. “Orgy?”

Applejack let out a gasp as Rarity grasped a nipple between her fingers. She glanced up, seeing the poorly-hidden hope in Twilight and Fluttershy's faces, and the not-at-all-hidden lust evident on Rainbow's. “Alright, fine. Orgy.” She leaned back, pushing herself onto Rarity's other hand. “'Sides, the Princess's expectin' a show. I'd hate ta disappoint.”

“Awesome!” Suddenly, Applejack felt the bed depress on the side opposite of Rarity and two more hands groping at her boobs. “You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this!” Rainbow grinned, having flung off her own underwear in under a second.

“Yay!” Pinkie cheered. “Orgy time!” Fluttershy squeaked as she was yanked onto the bed, disappearing under a flurry of clothing.

Meanwhile, Rarity felt Twilight get onto the bed behind her, and stretched herself out expectantly. Twilight didn't disappoint, her hands wasting no time in tracing along her sides, over her belly, and down into her diamond-patterned panties. “Wow,” she said, breathing into Rarity's ear. “You're really excited, aren't you?”

Rarity turned her head, but her words were smothered when Twilight immediately claimed her lips. She moaned into the kiss, Twilight's expert fingers giving her other lips teasing strokes. Belatedly, Rarity realized Twilight must've still had Celestia's flavor on her. Their tongues began to swirl around each other, and Rarity removed her hand from Applejack's breast to tend to her own.

When they eventually parted, Rarity quickly asked, “Darling, the camera, where...?”

Twilight just gestured to the air. Rarity could see the camera floating with a magenta aura above them, tilted down with a good view of the entire bed. Suddenly, Twilight was upon her again, her lips clamping down on crook of her neck. Rarity gasped, melting into the sensation. She'd read of this act in countless cheap romance novels, but she'd never been with a man who gave her the pleasure of feeling it herself. It was unbelievable how sensitive she was there.

One of Twilight's hands withdrew from from her panties. Rarity cracked open an eye to watch her moist fingers travel over to where Applejack and Rainbow were kissing. Twilight prodded their cheeks, catching their attention, before shoving her fingers between their lips. After a moment, Applejack latched on to Twilight's index finger, sucking intently, while Rainbow lavished her other digit with her swirling tongue. Rarity felt herself clench, seeing her friends accept her juices so enthusiastically.

Only seconds later, Twilight shifted so that she was directly behind Rarity, her legs surrounding hers. She plucked her fingers from the other girls' mouths and gestured to the ground in front of Rarity when they opened their eyes. Rainbow caught on right away and lead Applejack off the bed and Rarity's finger, onto her knees, just as Twilight hooked her fingers under the band and pulled, forcing Rarity's legs up with her panties. Applejack's face flushed, the pose exposing Rarity's slit and the well-maintained diamond of hair over it.

“Ooh, fancy,” Rainbow grinned, before the panties were suddenly dropped over her face. She pulled it off to see Twilight grinning down at her as she spread out Rarity's legs, granting them an even better view.

Rarity set leaned back on her hands for balance as Twilight held onto her legs. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. One of her closest friends had her naked body pressed against hers and was completely exposing her to two more of her closest friends, who were ogling her like a prize-winning dish. And to think, that evening, she'd been fantasizing about being taken by Blueblood.

The first to act was Rainbow, leaning forward to lap her tongue over her entire slit in one slow, teasing motion. She gasped, and then gasped again as Rainbow repeated her movement. She leaned her head back against Twilight's shoulder, moaning into the air. There was a pause in the licking, then it started again, but this time, tongue was noticeably hesitant.

Rarity glanced down and locked eyes with Applejack, who was just pulling away with her tongue out. They were frozen in each others' eyes for a few moments, until Rainbow shoved Applejack's face back in. Rarity returned to moaning wordlessly into the air.

This went on for what felt like an hour to Rarity—Rainbow Dash demonstrating a tongue technique, and then Applejack trying to imitate it. Some were simple flicks of her clit, and some were more complex, involving teeth, lips, and tongue in ways that made Rarity's toes clench, that Rainbow had to repeat multiple times before Applejack figured it out. At some point during all of this, Twilight had released Rarity's legs, only to lock them in place with her own legs, and occupied her hands by running them all over Rarity's round breasts. Rarity, in all of this burning pleasure, could only blabber out approval and accolades incoherently.

Eventually, Rainbow decided she had enough of teaching and rammed her head next to Applejack's. The cowgirl began to pull back, but Rainbow held her in place, giving her a wink as her mouth joined hers. Catching on, Applejack's eyes narrowed, and her tongue began to wrestle with Rainbow's for control of Rarity's drooling pussy.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” Rarity cried out, her babbling devolving even further. She had just enough presence of mind to realize she was being fought over, and that fact alone doubled the heat she was already feeling from twice the service.

“Ooh, she's close,” Twilight said, pinching her nipples. She looked down at the heads struggling against each other. “Rainbow. Applejack.” Their eyes turned up to her. “You like competition, don't you? How about this: whoever can deliver more of her girlcum to me gets a special prize.” She stuck her tongue out, making sure there was no doubt as to what she meant by “deliver.”

They looked up at her for a few seconds, and then lightning formed between rose and green eyes. They began fighting to eat out Rarity with even more intensity, digging for both her pleasure and her seeping wetness. Rainbow had more experience and dexterity, but Applejack made up for it with brute force and tenacity, both of which Twilight could tell were driving Rarity mad. She brought the camera closer.

She felt another shudder pass through Rarity's entire body. She smiled and began a mental countdown. 3... 2... 1...

“WAHAAAAAAUUGGHHHHHHH!!!” Rarity screamed, her legs and arms beginning to thrash wildly. Twilight, stunned by the intensity of her orgasm, immediately summoned magic shackles, holding her limbs in place. Applejack and Rainbow, meanwhile, were in one last shove-a-war to catch her gushing juices. Applejack was closer at first, but Rainbow qucikly reached up and squeezed her left breast hard. When Applejack gasped, Rainbow took the opportunity to knock her away and gather the rest of Rarity's cum for herself.

Applejack, now on her ass, growled, but didn't speak, not wanting to lose the (so salty but so delicious) liquid she'd already gathered. She scrambled back up and forced Rainbow back again, but realized that by now, Rarity's gushing had slowed to a trickle. Rainbow, meanwhile, was already standing up to reach Twilight. Applejack, thinking quickly, stuck two fingers of her left hand out and rammed them straight into Rainbow's dripping pussy.

Rainbow tried to gasp, but instead doubled over coughing, spilling her mouthful. Applejack then jumped to her feet, grabbed onto Twilight's face over the now slack Rarity's shoulder, and forced their lips together. Twilight hummed, happily accepting the juices.

“Hey!” Rainbow cried, wiping her mouth. “No fair!” When Applejack pulled away from Twilight, having finished her delivery, Rainbow took her place, shoving what little liquid she'd retained into Twilight's mouth.

“Mmmm,” Twilight hummed when she was done. “Delicious. Sorry, Rainbow, but Applejack definitely won that one.”

“Oh, come on! She cheated!”

“Only 'cause you cheated first,” Applejack smirked, crossing her arms smugly.

“Well, I only said you had to give me Rarity's cum,” Twilight said. “I never declared any other rules, so technically, neither of you cheated.”

“Hah!”

“Psh!”

“Now, Applejack, for your prize...”

“My what?” she asked. “Oh, right. That.”

Twilight just gave her a half-smile. Carefully, she set Rarity down on her back. The fashionista, still overwhelmed, just stared blankly at the ceiling, twitching occasionally. “Pinkie,” Twilight said.

“Hm?” Pinkie looked up from the blankets her head was buried in. A pair of yellow wings fluttered behind her.

“Can you come over for second?”

“Okay!” she said, getting up on her arms. “Sorry, Fluttershy, gotta go!” Fluttershy's head popped up from behind her bubbly rear as she crawled over to Twilight.

“Alright,” Twilight said as Pinkie approached her. “Now, stick out your tongue.”

“Like thith?” she asked, doing so. Then Twilight grabbed a hold of it. “Mmph?”

“Uh, what's going on?” Applejack asked.

“New spell,” she explained, her other hand glowing. “I had an idea after seeing Pinkie eat an entire cake at once a while back, but it took me a while to find the right spell. But now...” She snapped her fingers, and the glow vanished.

“...Ehhh,” Pinkie mumbled, her tongue still in Twilight's grip.

“What was that supposed to do?” Rainbow asked.

“This.” Suddenly, she yanked Pinkie's tongue out, stretching it to nearly her full arm-span.

Four jaws dropped. “What in Tartarus?”

“Hoa! Tha's so cooh!” Pinkie shouted, her meter-long tongue waggling. Twilight released her grip, and Pinkie's tongue snapped back into her mouth like a roll of measuring tape.

“Uh,” Applejack started, watching Pinkie playing around with her new taffy tongue, spinning it above her like a helicopter blade. “I don't reckon' this is my prize?”

“It is,” Twilight said, crossing her arms with a serene look. “Pinkie—MMPH!” Then Pinkie ruined it by shooting her tongue into Twilight's mouth. There was a moment as Twilight struggled against the intruder clearly thrashing around in her mouth. Applejack swore she heard an odd squeak from Fluttershy, but was too absorbed in the bizarre sight to pay her any attention.

Finally, Twilight managed to spit out the tongue, sending back to its owner. “Pinkie, what the hell was that?” she cried. A strand of hair sprung out of place.

“Long-range make out!” she replied, making victory signs with her hands.

“And Fluttershy, what was that noise about?” she cried, whipping her head towards the other pink-haired girl.

“Oh, I uh...” she muttered, shrinking into the blanket. “I just thought Pinkie's tongue made me think of... um... tentacles?”

“Tentacles?” Rainbow said. “Okay, milking, bondage, subbing, the horse-cock...”

“The horse-what?”

“...Self-choking...”

“Autoerotic asph—“

“Shut up! Self-choking, and now tentacles? Is there anything you aren't into?” she cried.

“Um... watersports?”

Twilight slapped her hands over her face. “For fuck's sake, girls, we're making a video! For the Princess! Can't you at least try to be sexy?”

“Sugercube, you turned Pinkie part-frog,” Applejack deadpanned. “If that was supposed ta be sexy, I reckon' I'm gonna hafta step out 'til Rarity wakes up.

Twilight let out a deep sigh. “Pinkie,” she said, her face still buried in her hands.

“Yes?”

She flicked one hand out, and Applejack felt her apple-patterned boy shorts suddenly slide down her thighs.

“Sic 'em.”

Applejack was suddenly bowled over before she could process what was going on. “Wait, what are y'all—Ah!” she cried, feeling Pinkie's tongue snake into her snatch, and it kept going, and going, and— “Whoa, nelly,” she gasped, collapsing onto her back.

Rainbow looked down at the two girls writhing on the blankets. “Oh, so that's where you were going with that. Huh.” She scratched her head. “Yeah, I guess that is kind of hot.”

This wasn't the experience Applejack had been expecting when Rarity had... persuaded her into accepting the orgy. That whole deal with Rarity's pussy and fighting with Rainbow over it, that had been pretty much what she'd been hoping for, but writhing like a rattlesnake while Pinkie was latched onto her muff like a rattlesnake, stuffing a... rattlesnake-like tongue down it? Not so much.

Not that it didn't feel amazing. Pinkie's tongue was reaching corners of her pussy she didn't think would ever be touched again, by cock or tongue or otherwise, and it kept shifting and doubling on itself, constantly creating folds that stretched and stimulated her inner walls. It was like getting fucked with a cock, she thought, stifling her gasps behind her sealed lips. A cock with a rougher texture, that could rotate and thrust with different parts independently, and okay, it wasn't really like a cock at all. She was just having trouble rationalizing Pinkie Pie literally fucking her with her tongue.

Suddenly, something stroked her knob, causing a loud gasp to escape her lips. She looked down, but couldn't see anything through Pinkie's lips sealed over hers. It happened again, and Applejack reflexively clenched her thighs tighter around Pinkie's head. Focusing, she could feel another sensation near her opening. At some point, Pinkie's tongue had turned around completely. A lot of tongue was still stuffed in her depths, but now she could feel the tip of Pinkie's tongue sliding back out, where it was flicking her clit. Just like it did right then.

She gasped again, throwing her hands onto Pinkie's head, pushing her in harder. The treatment may have been mighty unusual, but then again, she hadn't gone into a lesbian orgy for a usual experience. Might as well enjoy it. She stopped trying to restrain her pleasure and started moaning into the air freely.

A minute went by. Applejack clutched onto her friend's hair more tightly while she swirled the length of her tongue inside her more rapidly. She still couldn't see a thing, but she was pretty sure Pinkie was wrapping up her engorged knob in a cocoon of tongue. Applejack was close, her chest heaving, her hands sweaty, and her pussy burning. Whatever Pinkie did next, it would be sure to finish her.

Suddenly, all movement stopped. Applejack looked down at Pinkie, seeing her blue eyes twinkle back mischievously. She stared in disbelief for a few seconds. “Pinkie...” she growled.

Pinkie didn't even allow her the vibrations of her giggling, instead only laughing with her eyes.

Applejack narrowed her eyes in response. Each second, she could feel her high slipping away. “Oh, fuck this,” she snarled. Her legs suddenly wrapped themselves around Pinkie's head, locking her in place. Pinkie didn't even have time to blink before Applejack threw her hips up, throwing Pinkie's entire body into the air.

When Pinkie came back down, she landed heavily on Applejack's body. Her lips and tongue were still firmly sealed to Applejack's muff, but she was facing the other way, with Applejack's breasts pushing into her belly, and her face...

“Gotcha.” Applejack suddenly shoved her tongue into Pinkie's puffy pussy, still wet from Fluttershy's unfinished work. Her strong hands were now gripping her bubbly asscheeks instead of her head, but Applejack still had that clutched between her massive thighs, toned from years of farm work.

Pinkie couldn't help herself. She squealed into Applejack's pussy, sending vibrations down the entire length of her tongue—down, twisting throughout Applejack's depths, and back out around her engorged clit.

Applejack's yell was likewise muffled inside Pinkie, finally receiving her denied release. Every inch of her pussy was on fire, squeezing down on the intrusion, trying to milk it dry. Her knob was burning, being so close to the source of the vibrations. She could feel Pinkie drinking from her. Then she noticed Pinkie clenching around her tongue.

Pinkie hadn't realized, but the kinkiness of what she had been doing to Applejack had gotten to her. Her own lower lips, already slick with Fluttershy's saliva, had been dripping long before Applejack had gotten to them. Now, with Applejack clutching on her tongue and crying into her pussy, Pinkie could only respond with her own screaming orgasm.

Their bodies created a loop with each girl's screams and squeals throwing fuel into the fires of the others' orgasm, pulling more out of them. This went on for what felt like half an hour before they ran out of breath. Applejack's legs relaxed, letting Pinkie roll off her body onto her own back. The two girls just lay there for a while, panting deeply, Pinkie's tongue still inside Applejack's snatch.

“Uh, Pinkie?” Applejack finally said.

“Yeth?”

“Can you pull out?”

“Uh, yeah, haag oth,” she replied, getting on her arms and knees. She crawled closer to Applejack, got a grip on her tongue, and tugged.

“Nngh!” Applejack gasped. “Uh, try harder?”

Pinkie pulled her head back, her tongue stretching out comically. “I amph tying hadah!” she squealed, yanking on her tongue with both hands.

Applejack gasped more loudly. “Pinkie,” she muttered, “somethin's coming out—Whoa nelly!“

THWACK

Suddenly, a thick wad of tongue shot out from Applejack's lips and smacked right into Pinkie's face, knocking her onto her back.

“Pinkie!” she cried, rushing to her side.

“Thid yu geth the umbah oph tha cawath?” she mumbled dazedly, her tongue in a heap beside her head.

Applejack looked down at the situation, scrunching together her eyebrows. She prodded the wad of tongue with a finger. It was definitely knotted up something fierce, but her expertise with knots only extended to ropes, and she doubted she could safely treat Pinkie's tongue like she would a rope. That, and... she couldn't bring herself to handle a yard-long tongue for too long. So there was only one solution left.

“Twilight?” she called, looking over. She blinked. Fluttershy's meager bust seemed to have—scratch that—her entire meager body seemed to have inflated to amazonian proportions. Furthermore, Twilight and Rainbow Dash were latched onto her nipples, seemingly drinking from them.

Twilight let an engorged nipple pop free of her lips. “What is it?” she asked, wiping the milk from her chin.

Applejack blinked again for good measure. “Uh,” she muttered, wondering what she could say. She eventually settled on lifting the tangle of tongue up into Twilight's view, pinched between her fingers.

“What's going on?” Rainbow asked, pulling away from Fluttershy's other nipple. She stared for two seconds, then burst out laughing, rolling onto her back.

“Oh, dear,” Fluttershy giggled between her fingers.

Twilight smothered her own laughter in her hand. “I suppose I should've seen that coming,” she said. She snapped her fingers. Suddenly, Pinkie's tongue began to shrink, the tip rapidly racing backwards into the tangle, which fell apart as more of it vanished. Eventually, the last of Pinkie's tongue shot back into her mouth with a snap, shocking her back into wakefulness.

“Whoa! What happened?” she asked, springing straight up. “Where's my tongue?”

“Back where it belongs,” Applejack sighed, leaning back on her arms.

“Awwww, why? It was fun, wasn't it?” She smacked her lips. “Wow! That really tastes like apples!”

Applejack shrugged. “It was fun, but...” She blinked. Wasn't Rarity supposed to be lying right there?

Suddenly, a hand grabbed onto her shoulder and yanked backwards. She was dimly aware of Rainbow yelping as well when she was whirled around to face Rarity, who was was staring her and Rainbow down with a manic smile.

“Umm, hey,” Rainbow grinned weakly from her other hand.

“Do me.”

“...What?”

“You two,” she growled, “you brutes, you base savages, you absolute beasts, have given me the most glorious, the most breath-taking, the most mind-shatteringly amazing orgasm of my life!” She pulled them into her face. “Do it again!”

Rainbow's eyes flicked between Rarity's to Applejack's. “Uh,” she mumbled. “We'd love to, but we... um...”

“I don't think so,” Applejack snapped, easily prying Rarity's grip from her shoulder with her own hand.

The fire in Rarity's eyes suddenly went out in smoke. “Wha—Aaughh!” she screeched as Applejack grabbed hold of her and threw her down on the bed.

“'Way I see it,” Applejack told her, straddling her waist, “we've gone licked yah senseless, so now, you owe us a lickin'.”

Rarity gaped up at her for a second, before her face split into a desperate smile. “Oh yes!” she cried, writhing underneath the cowgirl. “I have been so selfish! Please, Darlings, forgive me, and allow me to properly repay you for your...” She licked her lips. “...Generosity...”

“Rainbow,” Applejack commanded, not looking up. “You first.”

Rainbow hurried to wipe away the drool practically pouring from her dropped jaw. Immediately, she straddled Rarity's head, facing Applejack. “Ready, Rares?” she asked, shaking drops of her wetness onto her face.

Rarity, instead of answering, wrapped her arms around Rainbow's thighs and pulled her down, getting a yell of shock and pleasure as she plunged her tongue into her depths. She moaned into Rainbow's folds, falling in love with the taste of her juices and her sweat. Her hands busied themselves clutching at Rainbow's toned ass and thighs. Where Applejack was thick and pleasantly firm all over, Rainbow was thin, wiry, and hard, but contained just as much strength. She could see Rainbow's puckered asshole near her nose as she mashed her asscheeks, but she couldn't bring herself to care.

Eventually, Rainbow regained her senses. “Hey!” she shouted, suddenly clenching her thighs around Rarity's head. She squeezed an eep out of her. “Who told you you could start?” She turned her upper body around so she could look Rarity in the eye, grinning when she flinched at her gaze. “Yeah, that's what I thought! Now you can start! And do it properly!” Rarity immediately began wriggling her tongue again. “Oh yeah,” Rainbow sighed. “I'm in charge, here, and don't you forget it!”

“Oh really, now?” Applejack smirked, looking up from manhandling Rarity's breasts.

“Yeah, really,” Rainbow grinned at her, sweat rolling down her face from Rarity's service.

“Ah don't rightly know,” Applejack said deliberately, scooting up Rarity's body closer to Rainbow. “Who was it shakin' in her boots a minute ago?”

“I'm not wearing any boots, and even if I did, that'd be a lie!” she growled. “I'm not afraid of anything!”

Applejack's body pressed against hers. She was tall enough that she had to curve against Rainbow's body to get face-to-face. “Then show me who's boss,” she said, before diving at her lips.

Rarity, meanwhile, felt Applejack's puffy slit joining Rainbow's in licking range. She slid her tongue away from Rainbow and over to Applejack, her earthy musk making her squeal in pleasure.

Feeling Rarity's tongue leave her, she snarled into her kiss. They parted long enough for her to growl, “oh no you didn't,” before they crashed back together. Her hips ground against Applejack's, fighting for Rarity's attention. She just felt Applejack chuckle into their kiss, stoking Rainbow's competitive spirit.

After a while, Rainbow noticed a severe disadvantage: Applejack's massive breasts, while not on the scale of Pinkie's hooters, still dwarfed hers entirely. Her size had never bothered her much—they made her sleek and aerodynamic, and she could laugh at the back pains larger girls suffered. But right now, as she struggled against Applejack's large frame, she wanted more.

She pulled away from Applejack's lips again. “Hey Twilight!” she called. “Make my boobs bigger!” Before she could hear Twilight's reply, Applejack suddenly shoved her off of Rarity onto her back. “Hey!”

“Now why would you go askin' fer somethin' like that?” Applejack asked, crawling onto her body.

“What?” Rainbow growled. “Scared you'll lose your biggest edge?”

“Hardly,” Applejack chortled, her hand suddenly clutching her right A-cup boob. Rainbow gasped. “I just don't want to lose my chance to play with these lovely lil' things.”

“What?” Rainbow cried.

“She's right.” Rainbow looked over to her other side to see Rarity approaching. “It'd be such a shame to let your lovely figure go to waste,” she said, stroking the left side of her chest.”

“You... like them small?” she asked uncertainly.

“I consider myself a connoisseur of all sizes, Darling,” Rarity said before leaning down to plant a kiss on her breast.

“Wait,” she gasped out, “I thought you were straight until now.”

Rarity giggled. “That doesn't mean I cannot appreciate them.” She started planting more kisses around her chest.

“It's not somethin' I thought much about before,” Applejack said, rolling her nipple between her fingers. “But right now, they're the sexiest, cutest darn things I've ever seen.”

“I'm not cute,” Rainbow pouted, unable to hide her blush.

“'I don't know,” Applejack said, before suddenly thrusting a finger into Rainbow's snatch. She squeaked loudly. “That sounded pretty cute to me.”

Before Rainbow could respond, another set of fingers drove another squeak out of her. “Just sit back and relax, Darling,” Rarity said, stroking her fingers along Rainbow's outer lips, taking caution with her nails. She leaned into Rainbow's chest and popped her nipple into her mouth, just as Applejack did the same on the other side as well as add a second finger.

After struggling to speak past her gasps for a few moments, Rainbow gave up, instead collapsing onto the bed. She couldn't do anything but pant and occasionally squeak as they both tended to her long-neglected chest and her dripping pussy.

It wasn't long before Rainbow felt her climax approaching, despite their inexperience at pleasuring girls that weren't themselves. She hadn't cum at all since the orgy started, and most of the work was already done. At least, that was the excuse she was going to use if asked.

They both felt her pussy clench, and doubled their efforts: Applejack shoved in a third finger and pumped harder, while Rarity dug for her clit and squeezed. Rainbow let out a shuddering sigh as she soaked their fingers, and slumped. Applejack and Rarity released her swollen nipples and exchanged fingers above her, sucking her juices off the others' fingers.

Suddenly, Dash sprang straight up.”Alright, you two!” she shouted, a confident grin on her face. “Your turn!”

“Huh? What are you—waaugh!” Rainbow didn't let Applejack finish, as in a flurry of activity, she pushed both her and Rarity upright, facing each other, and started rearranging their legs.

“Rainbow, what do you think you're—?”

“You'll thank me soon,” Rainbow told Rarity, grabbing both of them by the ass and shoving them together.

They both gasped as their groins slammed into each others'. “Whoa nelly,” Applejack breathed. “This is scissorin'?”

“Oh, Darling!” Rarity squealed, clutching at Applejack's right leg up near her left shoulder. “It feels wonderful!”

“No kiddin'.” Applejack shifted, grinding them against each other, drawling loud moans from both of them. Rarity wrapped her legs around Applejack's waist, locking them together. Neither of them could believe how hot the other felt on them, how much pleasure they could both get from one touch. They quickly worked themselves into a steady rhythm, their wet folds sliding against one another.

Suddenly, someone was leaning on Applejack's back. “Are you three just going to hog each other all night?” Twilight asked into her ear.

“I hope not!” Pinkie said, popping up behind the smug Rainbow. “Then the orgy would be just two threesomes! Which would still be pretty hot, but not as hot as a six-girl orgy!”

“Rarity,” Fluttershy said softly, rubbing her leaking boobs over her back. “I want to make you feel good too.”

As extra hands and skin began massaging their bodies, Applejack and Rarity ground even harder against each other, both rocketing up to their second climaxes. Sparks flew as they both exploded into each other, and they collapsed backwards into the arms of the girls behind them.

Over an hour later, the sky was getting lighter. The girls were all eating each other out in one big daisy chain that barely fit on the bed. Applejack ate out Twilight ate out Rainbow ate out Pinkie ate out Rarity ate out Fluttershy ate out Applejack. Twilight had cast one last spell to ensure that they all came at the same time. Moans filled the air as the heat built up. A ray of light shone in through the window. They tensed and squealed into each other at once.

Slowly, they dragged each other away from the edges of the bed and collapsed into a tangle of limbs in the middle.

“I feel sorry for whoever's cleaning up,” Fluttershy muttered. The rest of them giggled before exhaustion overtook them. Twilight reached out with her hand, calling back the camera. As it floated into her hands, she hit a button and dropped it to the side, before curling into Rarity's tits.

Princess Celestia lowered her arms, having finished raising the sun for the morning. Her long, trailing robe was open in the front, but covered everything important. She walked back into her room from her balcony, swinging the glass doors shut with her magic. She sat on her bed, and quickly reached under her robe and curled her fingers into her slit.

That camera didn't just record a video—she'd also linked it to her eyesight, and damn that was hot.

She clenched around her fingers with a sigh, and then withdrew it to her mouth, licking her juices off herself. That video was definitely going into her favorites.

“SISTER! THOU DID NOT INFORM US OF HOW EXCITING THE GALA HAS BECOME IN THE TIME THAT WE HAVE BEEN ABSENT!”

Celestia nearly bit her finger off.

“So... Twilight?”

“Hm?”

“How did you know Rarity was a squirter?”

“What do you mean, Rainbow?”

“Last night, you challenged Applejack and I—“

“Actually, 'me' is appropriate in that case.“

“What? How does that—? Nevermind. How'd you know there'd be enough to compete over?”

“That, Darling, is a good question. How did you know?”

“Um... Applejack, can you please pass me those pancakes?”

“Twilight!”

“It was an accident! I swear!”

“Oh my...”

“What's a squirter?” Spike asked.

Author's Note

Longest chapter! Woohoo! Man, I've spent far too much time on this.

I think I should add a comedy tag. I can't help squeezing in silly moments wherever I can.

RariJackDash is my OT3. The power plays they can have are just so much fun.

Next chapter: Twilight visits Zecora and stumbles upon a slime girl she'd been brewing up. Sex ensues. OR Twilight notices that Spike's hormones have been acting up since his greed growth. When she realizes that the dragon's lust isn't just directed at Rarity or her other friends, but also herself, she re-evaluates their relationship. Sex ensues.

I'm leaning towards Spike, actually.