Both Applebloom’s and Sweetie Belle's heart skipped a jump at the mention of the opposite sex, and a new wave of heat came rushing through them.

“Y-You’re sure?” Applebloom asked, heart still fluttering, and her nethers starting to tingle slightly.

“Mmm, about ninety percent,” Scootaloo answered.

“Oh, I hope he’s one of the cute ones,” Sweetie Belle said with a slight squeak, blushing.

“Well, let’s not keep ‘im waiting,” Applebloom said and grabbed ahold of the handle, and before her friends could react to it, she flung the door open. “Ohhh, hi, Rumble,” Applebloom said with a sly smile on her lips, looking at the shocked colt standing in the doorway. Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo peeked out as well.

Rumble froze on the porch, completely dumbfounded. He again faltered under the assault of the sultry looks of the three fillies. The courage and calm he had talked himself into vanished as the combined smell of their heats and sex washed over him. His face scrunched up a little as he gasped for breath, only to inhale a large whiff of air carrying the most powerful musk he’d ever felt. His eyes watered as he fought to breathe, and his cock swiftly slid out of its sheath, growing rock hard in within a few heart beats. Rumble’s face reddened out of sheer embarrassment, he was powerless against his own body. He looked at the three fillies with a mixture of fright, shyness and out of control horniness.

“Uhhh, hi girls…” was all Rumble could come up with, “H-how’re you doing?”

“Oh, we’re fine, how about you?” Applebloom asked, taking a step towards the trembling colt, “What brings you around?” she continued in the sultriest tone she could muster, almost making Rumble cower before her. Being an earth pony she was both a little bit bigger and muscular than he was, and Rumble suddenly found himself the smaller pony.

“Uhh, w-well, I wanted to see you girls because…ehhh…” Rumble stammered.

“Because?” Scootaloo interjected, stepping up beside Applebloom, narrowing her eyes at Rumble. “Say, were you watching us?” she suddenly blurted out, making Rumble almost wet himself in sheer terror, as well as making her friends put on some rather shocked expressions. Rumble didn’t need to say anything though, the redness of his face gave him away. He solemnly nodded.

“I’m…I’m sorry, I just wanted to see you girls so badly. After this morning--in the street…I didn’t know what to do; I spooked. But then, I just wanted to see you again so badly and then…” Rumble hesitated and glanced at the floorboards, swallowing hard before continuing his confession.

“And then?” Applebloom asked in mock anger, although it was enough to make Rumble shiver.

Rumble began a recount of every moment since the encounter at the market, but it faded to mumbles in Applebloom’s ears. Her self-play had taken the edge off her heat, but the colt’s presence was quickly unraveling the relief. His subtle smell brought the ache in the loins back, and the sight of him made her long for his weight on her back. She moved her eyes down for a second to catch a glimpse of Rumble’s rock hard member, licking her lips lightly at the sight of it.

Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle were less subtle than their friend. Especially Scootaloo, whose head was permanently fixed just above ground level.

Rumble noticed her staring at him, causing him to blush even harder, his forehead brimming with sweat.

“I got here maybe fifteen minutes ago,” Rumble said, pausing to keep his calm, “and I was going to knock but…then I got nervous again, flew up into the tree and then…then,” Rumble took a deep breath, knowing it was now or never. “I saw you, and I just couldn’t stop watching. I’m so sorry, I couldn’t help myself…”

“Well, well, hear that girls, he just couldn’t help himself,” Applebloom said, using the voice and flair she used when imitating Diamond. Sweetie Belle giggled at the inside joke, but Scootaloo was still too focused on Rumble’s rod for the humor to sink in.

Applebloom turned back to Rumble with a devious grin, making the already scared colt take a step backwards. “Well, Rumble, it seems you’re quite a bad little colt…now what do you think happens to bad colts that spy on innocent fillies?” she said with a toothy smile.

“W-wait, no, I’m sorry, I’ll just go away, this was a stupid idea,” Rumble said and turned to fly away, but before he could take of he felt a tug on his tail, followed by a strong pull sending him flying into the clubhouse. He had thought the smells on the porch were strong, but inside the clubhouse he discovered a whole new level of sensory overload. His nose burned under the assault of pheromones. The drug tingling in his veins as it coursed its way through his body, sharpening his senses, while clouding his mind.

As he slowly got up, he found himself surrounded by the three fillies. In a flash of movement, they had locked the door and bolted the window; preventing him from leaving, or any fresh air from entering the small house. This in combination with the hot summer sun made Rumble sweat rivers.

“W-what’re you going to do with me?” Rumble asked, still afraid, but at the same time his mind filling with images of the things he wanted to do with the three. Despite his fear, he realized this was an opportunity that seldom presented itself to anypony; having three willing fillies in heat, no doubt clawing for his attention, all to himself. He swallowed hard.

“Well,” Applebloom began, “Let’s just call it a bit of punishment for spying on us. You got to watch us, now we want to watch you,” she said, stepping up to him and poking him in the chest with a hoof, joined soon by Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. “Or rather, we want to watch you with us.”

“And, seeing how I played all-by-myself last time, I’d like to get the first round,” Applebloom said. Turning from Rumble to her friends, she let her bravado fade into pleading eyes. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle let out a disgruntled whine, but nodded for her to continue.

Rumble missed the silent conversation between friends, his heart skipping a beat as he staggered back, bumping into the table. He had not yet righted himself before Applebloom put her mask of confidence back on and placed a hoof under his chin. Lifting his frightened gaze to meet hers. “Or am I gonna have to go an’ tell my sister about this?” she said.

Rumble found a moment of sobriety at the mention of Applebloom’s sister. It was well known around town just how close knit the Apples were, and Rumble could only imagine what would happen if Applejack found out he’d been spying on her sister. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d been scolded by a grownup for improper behavior, but he still wouldn’t take the risk. And Rumble knew deep down that he’d be a fool not to take this chance, not to mention the ridicule he’d be suffering from all males around town for not having jumped on it sooner.

He gave a weak nod and put on the best smile he could muster. “Okay…So, how you wanna start?” Rumble asked.

“Applebloom?” Sweetie belle said, giving her a serious look. “Remember what your sister said. Her words shook the other two fillies visibly, as their predatory posture wilted.

“I’m sorry Rumble,” Applebloom said, sitting down with her head hung low. “You can say no. I’m not going to tell my sister, and you can leave. If you want to,” she said gesturing to the door with a hoof.

Rumble closed his eyes and thought, or tried to think. The pheromone drug had left his entire being screaming for sex. He had followed them here, he had been pining for Scootaloo’s attention for months. “Are you protected, from pregnancy?” he asked.

The three all nodded that they had taken precautions.

“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be,” he answered.

With a grin, Applebloom rose back to her hooves and turned around, exposing herself to Rumble. The colt gasped at the sight of her glistening marehood. Applebloom snickered.

“Well, are you just gonna look all day, or are ya’ll gonna mount me?” she asked playfully, wiggling her ass a little. She wanted him to lunge and cover her; she needed his weight on her back, his forelegs clutching her barrell, his breath on her neck.

Rumble could only stare transfixed at the yellow globes and the dripping sex between them. Slowly he leaned forwards, eyes tearing up from the overpowering smell, and without thinking he gave the pink slit a light lick. Applebloom visibly shivered from the touch, eyes widening in surprise. “Whoa!” was all she could say as Rumble gave her several light flicks with the tip of his tongue, slightly parting her lips.

Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle sat back on the floor and watched Rumble toy with Applebloom. Sweetie Belle smirked at the colt’s hesitation and slowly moved a hoof down to touch herself, having grown increasingly wet at the thought of being in his place.

Meanwhile, Scootaloo eyed Rumble’s body, imagining what it’d be like to be mounted by him, have him nibble along her wings while he penetrated her. As soon as Applebloom was done with him, she decided, she’d be next in line. Until then she slid a hoof between her own hind legs, touching herself with eyes locked onto Rumble’s swaying phallus as he kept lapping at Applebloom.

Rumble had to blink tears out of his eyes as he tried not to inhale too much of Applebloom’s musk, though it didn’t help. He barely saw anything through the tears and just went by instinct at this point, sliding his tongue into Applebloom’s slit, tasting the rawness of her cunt. The inner flesh warmed his tongue, getting it covered in her juices. Applebloom panted slightly.

“C-come on now, Rumble, get to work will ya…ah…” she inhaled sharply as Rumble’s tongue brushed over her clit. Not wanting to waste any more time she shoved her weight back, forcing Rumble to stumble back.

“Did I do something wrong?” Rumble asked.

“No, I just really need a fuckin’ more than foreplay. Don’t get me wrong, the lickin’ was fine, but what I really need, is you on my back, with that cock of yours inside me,” Applebloom said, sweat dripping from her forehead as she looked at Rumble almost pleadingly.

From their viewing spot, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle gave an audible snicker, making Applebloom turn her head towards them, only to find them both just smiling at her. Applebloom huffed and motioned for Rumble to mount her, which he awkwardly did, his erect cock swinging back and forth as he shoved forward, trying to grapple Applebloom’s hindquarters. Sweetie stifled a laugh, earning an absent-minded shove from Scootaloo.

“Ow. What gives, Scootaloo?”

“Stop laughing, you’re ruining my daydreaming,” Scootaloo said with a smirk, not taking her eyes off Rumble, whom still hadn’t found Applebloom’s entrance. Despite having just scolded Sweetie, Scootaloo was fighting hard to stifle her own laughter. Applebloom was just too big for Rumble, the colt had to tiptoe just to keep himself in position.

Applebloom eagerly awaited Rumble, although he sure took his time. Several times she felt the tip of his cock brush against her outer lips, then just as quickly he’d shift again, poking her butt cheeks or her asshole with his dripping rod. Biting her lip slightly in anticipation, Applebloom brushed his leg with her tail.

“H-hey, what’s takin’ so long?”

“Sorry,” Rumble said, “I’m a little new at this…there we go,” he added, having finally moved himself into position, the flat of his cock resting just inside her mounds. Truth be told, Rumble knew more about what he was doing than he let on; it just turned out to be a lot harder to do than it looked. Rumble slowly pushed forward into Applebloom, slowly as to not blow his load to soon. Her dark yellow lips parted, offering no resistance, as he slid into her hot sex.

Applebloom give a little sigh, feeling the stiff rod pulsating inside her as Rumble pushed deeper. “Mmm, you can push it all in, don’t worry, I can handle it,” Applebloom said.

Flapping his wings a little, Rumble did as he was told and sunk his whole dick into Applebloom until he bottomed out; standing on the very tips of his hooves, wings spread out in full. The sensation overwhelming him, instinct took over his body as his hips began to rock. Little thrusts became full strokes as his mind caught up to his body.

Scootaloo rubbed herself harder at the sight of Rumble sliding in and out of her best friend, his dick getting coated in her glistening juices with every stroke. Glancing at his face she noticed it was all scrunched up, almost like Rumble was in pain, though she knew that wasn’t the case. His first time must be overwhelming for him, she couldn’t wait to have her way with him. Hopefully he’d pick up some things from this first round with Applebloom, making her turn with him even more exciting.

Applebloom was lost in pure bliss as Rumble slid into her. Never leaving her cunt for one moment, the colt just kept stretching her insides with every trust. His hot breathing washed over her neck and back, his slender forehooves grappling her powerful flanks and sliding under her belly. A soft breeze from his flapping wings chilled her sweating body. She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes, letting out a low rumbling moan that sent a small vibration throughout her body. This was it, much better than anything she could’ve achieved with the dildo. Their hot bodies pressing together as he slammed into her, the hot meat sliding in and out of her, it all felt so much more natural. She barely noticed her heat anymore, and despite being nowhere close to cumming, Applebloom was satisfied.

On his end, Rumble did his best to please the filly, and it seemed to be working. All those times of watching his brother in secrecy whenever he’d brought a mare home seemed to be paying off, and Rumble imitated the motions by memory. Though it was a different thing actually doing it himself than just watching somepony else doing it, he felt slightly proud of himself. Although, nopony had told him just how hard it would be to stop himself from blowing his load. The heat of her cunt and the powerful muscles pressing onto his cock brought his orgasm in fast, and after just minutes inside her, Rumble was ready to finish. He panted heavily, eyes still closed, a thin strand of drool hanging from the tip of his tongue as he tried picking up his pace, a feat that proved impossible as he was already tiptoeing. He let out a meager squeak.

“A-Applebloom, I’m getting close…”

“Already?” Applebloom said between pants.

“I can’t hold it, I’m gonna blow!” Rumble yelped.

“Well, just go ahead and blow yer load then,” Applebloom said, glancing back at Rumble with a smile on her lips. The idea of him cumming inside her suddenly becoming intoxicating.

“Let me make it a bit easier for ya,” she added, gently lowering her back, allowing Rumble easier access. With his hooves planted firmly on the floor, Rumble began thrusting with his full length, slamming into Applebloom with every ounce of strength he could muster as the pressure in his balls grew by each stroke.

Scootaloo watched the two intently as she rubbed her sex faster. As her orgasm neared, she slowed; opting to leave herself in the tortured state, in hopes of making it easier to cum with Rumble inside her.

With a Fluttershy-esque squeak Rumble bottomed out inside Applebloom and clutched his forelegs around her as if to pull himself even deeper.

Applebloom groaned as Rumble clutched her. The anticipation of his climax inside her, pulled her to a plateau of arousal beyond what the sex alone had been able to. Then his cockhead flared inside her, grabbing at the sensitive tissue, and she found herself on the edge of climax. The throbbing of his ejaculating into her womb sent her over that edge, her body shaking as an orgasm racked her body.

Rumble made several small humps, trying to pump as much of his seed as possible into Applebloom. His orgasm was unlike any he’d ever experienced on his own, as the tight walls of Applebloom’s cunt milked him for all he was worth.

Finally, he could take no more. As if on cue, his body went limp and he fell backwards, his cock sliding out of Applebloom with a wet *pop* along with a small gush of his own cum mixed with her arousal spilling onto his stomach, carrying the ever present stench of her heat. He hit the floor with a thud and became still, his chest heaving up and down as he fought to breathe. His body was drenched in sweat and arousal, the heat in the room was getting to him. He stared at the ceiling blankly, head swimming with emotions.

Applebloom slowly stood up, wobbling slightly as she did and turned around. Breathing heavily, she too brimming with sweat, she opened the window, letting a cool breeze into the room. Sweetie Belle, having lost the mood, opened the door to create a draft, washing the small room clear of the steaming heat and smell. The three fillies then turned their attention to Rumble.

“Do you think Applebloom might’ve killed him?” Sweetie Belle asked, cocking an eyebrow at the paralyzed colt.

“Nah, he’s just plum tuckered,” Applebloom responded.

“Well get him out of it,” Scootaloo said, walking over to Rumble and poking him in the side, “I want my turn with him now.”

“Don’t worry, Scoots, I got somethin’ that’ll bring him back,” Applebloom said, stomping on a floorboard to reveal a secret compartment.

Author's Note

Co-author: Exelzior

New chapters as they finish. 14 days seems to be the pattern so far, but might be faster.