Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle both shook their heads, regaining their composure to a semblance of sanity. Trading a quick look, the two took off after Applebloom, quickly catching up to her, and setting a faster pace back to the clubhouse. Barreling up the ramp and through the doors, the three paused to catch their breath. Applebloom dropped the bag on the table and removed her wall-sticker and it’s tube of lube. “I’m gonna pass out if I don’t get this out of my system,” Applebloom said, browsing for a suitable place on the wall to stick the device.

“What did you get, anyway?” Scootaloo asked Sweetie Belle.

“Something called an egg, and a book,” she answered, placing the erotic photo book and her toy on the table. The toy looked very much like an egg, but with a long cord leading to a controller box.

Behind them, a throaty moan pulled their attention to Applebloom as she worked her hips against the wall. “Yea, that’s what I needed,” Applebloom groaned, stomping her hoof on the ground a few times.

“Didn’t that hurt?” Sweetie asked.

“Yes,” Applebloom said, taking a deep breath and easing her self away from the wall. “But totally worth it.”

Scootaloo watched Applebloom work her body against the toy. The first few movements punctuated with little winces, but bleary ecstasy quickly became Applebloom’s only expression.

Scootaloo watched Applebloom with hypnotic interest, til Sweetie Belle’s egg buzzed to life, its sharp sound jolting her out of the stupor. Both of her friends now preoccupied in their own relief, she took up her own device and laid on her side. Experimenting with the controls for a moment, she settled on starting with all three knobs set to just-barely on.

Placing the tip of the toy against herself, she found little resistance as it slid in. The animated little toy was half the girth of what Applebloom had gotten, and her wetness removed any resistance that might have otherwise been. It was only as the last bit slid home that Scootaloo found any discomfort. But then the bunny shaped part found her clitoral hood. The uncomfortable pressure forgotten for the double assault on the senses, the bunny massaging her clit and the shaft buzzing and writhing within her. The overwhelming stimulation tore an orgasm from her almost immediately. If felt good, but she needed more. More what, was the question now. Something about the lightning-fast climax fell far short of satisfaction.

It occurred to her she felt lonely, she needed to touch and be touched. Looking over to Sweetie Belle she found her looking intently at her erotic photo book, rubbing the buzzing egg against her marehood with one hoof, and caressing her own coat with the other.

Watching Sweetie Belle caress her body, Scootaloo felt a sudden warmth within her that wasn’t coming from her heat. It was a different warmth spreading throughout her body, one that made her heart beat faster and her loins to burn with lust. The young pegasus watched as her unicorn friend slowly pushed the egg-shaped vibrator into herself, the white outer lips of her sex parting, giving Scootaloo a quick glimpse of the pink flesh inside. She could see the wetness of Sweetie Belle’s flesh glisten in the sunlight coming in from the window, and Scootaloo started scooting over towards Sweetie, her wings fully erect.

Sweetie Belle squirmed against the wooden floor as the egg worked its magic, vibrating inside her and sending small shock waves of pleasure throughout her body. Panting heavily as she turned page after page of her photo book, revealing images she’d never imagined. Images of mares in all manner of positions, all of them pictured so as to give the best possible view of their privates, along with a lot of close-ups of said privates. Sweat dribbled down Sweetie’s forehead as she turned another page, revealing an image of a yellow mare with a luscious dark golden brown mane spreading her haunches for the camera, giving Sweetie a perfect view of her slit and butthole. Something about her smile and the way she presented herself sparked something within Sweetie Belle. The mare wasn’t just beautiful, in Sweetie’s eyes she was gorgeous. Lost within the images, she didn’t notice Scootaloo sliding up beside her; only taking notice once she felt a hoof lightly touching her thigh. Her eyes went wide for a moment, then she slowly turned her head to meet Scootaloo’s eyes. She smiled at the orange pegasus, who responded in kind.

“Mmm, Scoots, what’re you doing?” Sweetie belle asked while continuing rubbing her nethers, pushing the egg toy ever so slightly further into her.

“Well…” Scootaloo began nervously, “You need some help with that?” she asked sheepishly, silently praying that Sweetie Belle wouldn’t take it as some kind of insult. To her relief, the unicorn gave her a warm smile through half closed eyes and grabbed ahold of her hoof.

“You know, I think I might…” Sweetie said, moving Scootaloo’s hoof with her own, in circles over her stomach. She couldn’t put her hoof on exactly why, but Sweetie Belle really liked Scootaloo; and in her heatened state, that liking had grown into full blown attraction within minutes. She sighed as she guided Scootaloo’s hoof, slowly but surely pushing it downwards to her sopping wet nethers.

Scootaloo’s heart pounded like a jackhammer as she allowed Sweetie Belle to control her hoof. Scooting closer to the unicorn, she pressing her belly against Sweetie’s side and slowly moving her hind leg to brush against the unicorn’s thigh. Sweetie didn’t seem to mind, making Scootaloo braver by each passing second. She inched closer to Sweetie Belle’s face and glanced at the book lying on the floor. The image was of two mares laying on a grassy hill caressing one another, not unlike what they were doing right now. Sweetie Belle turned the page to reveal another picture of the two, this time though they had gone from caressing to kissing one another. Glancing at the picture, then at Sweetie whom gave her a playful smile and a wink, Scootaloo leaned in. Sweetie Belle didn’t flinch, leaning in as well. Placing her lips against Scootaloo’s, they shared a kiss.

The young mares, inexperienced and sloppy, stuck to gentle kisses to begin with, but they soon found a rhythm they both seemed to enjoy. Closing their eyes they lay back against the floor, Scootaloo grinding against Sweetie Belle as they did.

Sliding one hoof under Sweetie’s head, Scootaloo pulled her into a deeper kiss, while her other hoof found the unicorn’s teats. Scootaloo pushed against the soft mounds of flesh, electing a deep moan from Sweetie Belle, whom forced Scootaloo’s hoof ever downwards until it rested above her wetness.

Heat radiated from Sweetie’s nethers, as Scootaloo let her hoof be guided down and onto Sweetie Belle’s marehood. Parting the vaginal lips, her hoof becoming soaked. With a low moan, Scootaloo began rubbing her hoof against the unicorn’s sex, trying to get the feel of the other mare’s flesh: she soon found what she was searching for. Sweetie Belle yelped and broke the kiss abruptly as Scootaloo rubbed a hoof over her swollen clit.

From her spot at the other side of the room, Applebloom watched her two friends, not knowing exactly what to think. One thing was for certain; they were certainly enjoying themselves more than she was right now. Despite the dong giving her what she needed, it wasn’t enough. Something was lacking, but she didn’t know exactly what it was. Watching Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle with a hint of jealousy, she wanted to be touched like they were, though she resisted the urge to join them. Both her friends had known each other longer than they’d known her, and she wasn’t really sure about having Sweetie or Scootaloo touch her like that.

Watching them she still found it hard to concentrate on her own pleasure. Standing up turned out not to be a very ideal position for her, so she dislodged the dong from the wall and lay down on the floor, never taking her eyes of Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle, whom by now had gotten into full blown intercourse, furiously rubbing each other’s nethers with their hooves.

Making herself comfortable on the floor, she moved a hoof behind her back, guiding the dildo back inside herself, and using her other hoof to rub her aching clit. The effect was almost instant. A loud moan came from Applebloom as she shoved the dildo as far as it would go into herself, all while moving her hoof in circles over her swollen nub. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle stopped briefly and glanced over at Applebloom, their brows brimming with sweat, a thin strand of saliva breaking between the tips of their tongues.

“Heh, how’s it going there, AB?” Scootaloo asked with a heavy pant.

Applebloom looked up and met Scootaloo’s gaze, biting her lip. “Ah’m jus’ fine, ya’ll keep doin’ yer thing,” she said, wincing as the dildo slid out of her, only to slam back in seconds later.

“Hey, Sweetie Belle?” Scootaloo said, not taking her eyes off Applebloom’s crotch.

“What?”

“Let’s give her a little show,” Scootaloo said in a sultry tone. Reaching for the book and scanning through the pages until she found something interesting. “Let’s do this one,” she said, showing Sweetie Belle the image she’d just found.

Sweetie’s heart skipped a beat; before her eyes was the image of two mares lying on the ground, their muzzles buried in each other’s nethers. In the upper and lower corner of the picture were smaller close-ups of their tongues going in and out of each other’s wet folds. “Umm, Scoots, I don’t know if I’m…” Sweetie began, but wasn’t able to finish her sentence as Scootaloo switched position, and Sweetie found her face just inches away from Scootaloo’s dripping cunt. the powerful scent invading her nostrils, making her cough slightly. “W-wait, Scootaloo, I’m not…I’m not ready to-AH!” Sweetie Belle was cut off again as Scootaloo ran the tip of her tongue over Sweetie Belle’s clit, electing a spastic jump from the unicorn as a jolt of pleasure shot through her.

Sweetie Belle squirmed underneath Scootaloo as the young pegasus started her oral love making. Her body writhed from side to side as new worlds of pleasure opened up for her. Her breathing quickly became frantic as Scootaloo grabbed ahold around her hind legs, spreading her apart and suckled on her clit. The combined assault of Scootaloo and the still very much active egg vibrator inside her, sent Sweetie Belle into an almost psychedelic rush. Pressure began building inside her more powerful than anything she’d ever experienced. She tried collecting herself, opening her eyes she was once again met by the sight of Scootaloo’s rear. The pegasus’s pussy dripped with arousal fluid that trickled out onto Sweetie Belle’s chest, carrying a powerful musky smell that sent Sweetie’s nose into overdrive. Leaning in, Sweetie placed a hoof at Scootaloo’s outer lips and spread them apart, revealing her glistening sex. Scootaloo was practically soaked, and Sweetie became almost paralyzed, just staring intensely into the pink marehood.

On her end, Scootaloo was having a blast, diving into her friend’s pussy like there was no tomorrow. She didn’t know a lot about what she was doing, only that by licking and suckling Sweetie Belle’s clit she was able to make the unicorn squirm beneath her; which was good enough for her. She didn’t mind too much that Sweetie wasn’t as into it reciprocating, instead focused on giving the unicorn her A-game. She gave the swollen nub a broad lick, starting at the back of her tongue and ending it with a flick of the tip, electing another little jump from Sweetie. Scootaloo was pleased. With her hooves she massaged Sweetie Belle’s soft flanks, realizing just now how good they felt, almost like marshmallow in her hooves.

Scootaloo glanced up at Applebloom. The yellow filly was busy enjoying herself, furiously working the dildo; once in a while looking at Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle through half closed eyes. Scootaloo had a feeling that Applebloom was enjoying herself more than she let on, and decided to put on more of a show for the farm filly. Using a hoof she carefully spread Sweetie Belle open, giving Applebloom a nice view of the unicorn’s sex, while continuously licking Sweetie’s clit. Scootaloo’s muzzle had taken on a darker shade than the rest of her face, her fur soaking up Sweetie Belle’s juices as she licked her.

Applebloom looked at her friends going at it, growing hotter by the minute as she pleasured herself. It was admittedly a strange thing, watching her friends engage in sex this way. Just a few days ago none of them would’ve even thought of such a thing, now they were at it like there was no tomorrow. Despite the hotness, Applebloom reserved herself with watching for now, sorting out her emotions best she could. She did like her friends a lot. Heck, she even loved them in some way, but she wasn’t sure she did in the same way they were doing right now. But she could figure that out later; the combined effort of the dildo and her own rubbing finally about to pay off.

Appelbloom lay back against the floor, furiously rubbing herself, making quick circular motions around her clit with the tip of her hoof, while shoving the dildo as fast as she could muster into herself. Glancing over at her friends again, Sweetie Belle’s lower body shivered as her orgasm approached, and Scootaloo didn’t look far behind on her side either.

In fact, the orange pegasus was having a difficult time pleasuring Sweetie Belle, as the young unicorn had taken it upon herself to give the pegasus some pleasure of her own. Sweetie Belle had found Scootaloo’s discarded crystal bunny, and was shoving it in and out of Scootaloo at a quick pace, never allowing the clitoral stimulator to remain long enough for Scootaloo to reach orgasm.

Scootaloo squirmed on top of sweetie Belle, desperately trying to lick the unicorn’s swollen clit, a task becoming increasingly difficult as her young cunt stretched as the toy writhed within her and her clit flickered by the toy. It was almost torture, as her body quickly built up to orgasm, only to have it die down and be re-awakened again. This hellish teasing was highly enjoyed by Sweetie Belle, who enjoyed watching the orange cunt stretch wide before her eyes, juices leaking out around the edges, wetting Scootaloos inner things. She shoved the toy into Scootaloo once more, leaving it in for just long enough to bring Scootaloo in for an orgasm, then pulled it out just as Scootaloos rump started shivering.

“Ah! D-darn it, Sweetie Belle, stop teasing me!” Scootaloo yelped, “Just let me cum already!”

Sweetie Belle snickered. “Not before I do,” she said, letting the clit stimulator flick across Scootaloos nub again.

“Alright,” Scootaloo said between pants, “You asked for it,” she added. Cupping her lips over Sweetie’s hood, Scootaloo took the unicorn’s clit into her mouth and sucked on it, electing a moan from Sweetie Belle. Scootaloo then took it to a whole new level, as she quickly started swirling her tongue around Sweeties clit, sending a massive shock wave of sensitive pleasure through Sweetie Belle’s body. Sweetie threw her head back and breathed heavily, almost hyperventilating as the sensitive flesh was given the roughest treatment ever.

Not being one to leave a friend hanging though, Sweetie Belle turned Scootaloo’s vibrator to the max and shoved it into the pegasus. Scootaloo had to stop herself from biting down as her eyes widened in shock, her cunt suddenly under assault by vibrations, her walls stretched to the absolute max. Glancing around, she reached for the control pad on Sweetie Belle’s egg, and turned the dial as far as it would go.

Applebloom watched her friends best she could as they fooled around. Biting her lip hard she finally managed to reach tipping point, the view of her friend’s lewd activities combined with her own work having finally paid off. Her body stiffened a little and her back arched as she let out a long moan that quickly turned into a yelp as her dam burst, matting her tail and pooling on the floor. She panted heavily and allowed her body to relax, pulling the soaked dildo out of her dripping cunt, laying it to rest on the floor.

From a spot outside the clubhouse, a pair of eyes watched the activities inside with great interest. Rumble had been watching the three fillies for a good while now. Though he wasn’t sure whether or not to approach.

It had taken a great deal of courage to seek out the Crusaders again, especially after the way he’d acted this morning. Despite being nervous, he really wanted to see them again, especially Scootaloo, having had a crush on her for a good while. And now that an opening had presented itself for him, he beat himself mentally for not having acted on the Crusaders approach earlier. Now, with the smell of their combined heats taking over his senses, his mind becoming clouded with lust, Rumble worked up the last bit of courage he needed. A sudden yelp momentarily snapped him out of his blissful state, his eyes once again focusing on Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle.

Scootaloo couldn’t hold back any longer. Without pulling away from Sweetie Belle she clenched her eyes shut and moaned loudly around the clit, the vibrations driving Sweetie Belle over the edge as well. Her wings tensed up along with her hind legs as the vibrator swirled one last time inside her, a small stream of marecum squirting out of her cunt and nearly hitting Sweetie Belle’s face, before splashing on the floor behind her. As she came, Scootaloo nibbled Sweetie’s clit and flicked her tongue across the top. Sweetie Belle arched up as sparks of green light erupted from her horn, her body tensing as a massive orgasm hit her. Pulling the egg out with her magic, the little vibrator was followed suit by a powerful squirt of juices that nearly hit the wall behind Applebloom, which was followed by a trickle of built up marecum dripping out of her.

Scootaloo rolled off Sweetie Belle, still basking in the afterglow of her own orgasm. She panted heavily and looked over at Applebloom, who had recovered from her orgasm, and was now looking at the ceiling.

“Hey, AB, how do you feel?” Scootaloo asked.

“Ah feel awesome, that was just what Ah needed,” Applebloom responded without looking at Scootaloo.

“So now what?” Sootaloo asked.

“Well, Ah guess we’ll just have ta wait ‘n see, though Ah have a feelin’ we’ll be doin’ this again real soon,” Applebloom said, a lingering feeling of heat still inside her. Unlike her friends, Applebloom had only received one orgasm so far and wasn’t as spent as they were, and was slowly finding herself in need of something more. Unbeknownst to her, that something wasn’t far away.

*thump*

Three pairs of ears flickered at the sound of something hitting the ramp outside, as the three fillies all turned their heads towards the door. Applebloom swallowed a little and slowly got up, headed towards the door.

“Who could that be?” she asked, her mind still a bit woozy. Her friends just shook their heads slowly in response. “Ah hope it ain’t mah sister, Ah’d hate for her ta see this,” the farm filly continued.

“Then don’t open the door,” Sweetie Belle said, standing up and walking over to join Applebloom, putting her hoof on Applebloom’s. Scootaloo got up as well and joined her friends. Pressing her ear against the door she listened carefully, though the only thing she could hear was a slight breathing.

“Well, somepony’s out there alright,” Scootaloo said, “And from the sound of it…I don’t think it’s your sister,” she added.

“How do you know that?” Applebloom asked, joined by an equally curious Sweetie Belle.

“Well…let’s just say I’m a good listener,” Scootaloo said.

“Really? You don’t show that in class,” Sweetie said, cocking an eyebrow.

“I have more interesting things to listen to than Miss Cheerliee’s stuff, now hush,” Scootaloo said and kept listening. After a short while she looked at her friends and narrowed her eyes, putting on a smile. “Girls, I think, there’s a colt outside.”

Author's Note

Co-author: Exelzior