"Let's see, would that name be under I or W?" murmured Fluttershy to herself. She scanned the rows of books until she came to the one she was looking for, a black book decorated with explosions and starbursts of very loud colors, quite befitting of its author.
"Hey there sugarcube, you find anything good?"
"EEP! I mean..no!" Fluttershy quickly slipped the book behind her back. This was the kind of purchase that she would rather not make public.
"Well howdy to you too." said Applejack bewilderedly, "are you hidin' somethin' from me?"
"Applejack, I can explain..."
"No need, I can tell what you're thinkin'. You're thinkin' it's weird that simple ol' Applejack's becomin' a regular bookworm."
"...what?"
"Well I'll have ya know that even if I didn't go to some fancy-schmancy college like all y'all, I still know that exercisin' the mind is just as important as exercisin' the body... not that I've been slackin' on that mind you." She put one hand behind her neck and the other on her waist and thrust out her hips and chest. Fluttershy couldn't help but admire Applejack, not just for her amazing build, but because she was so proud of her body, so unapprehensive to put it on display. Fluttershy was similarly voluptuous, but she tended to hide it away like a secret treasure, and wear loose fitting clothing to minimize attention drawn.
"..Fluttershy, you in there?"
Fluttershy realized that while deep in thought, her eyes had drifted to Applejack's cleavage. She quickly darted them away. "I, uh, have to feed the bathtub! I mean, I left the Angel running! Gotta go! Nice talking to you!" She made a mad dash for the exit, heedlessly throwing a handful of bits onto the checkout counter.
"What's got her all riled up?" wondered Applejack.
*****
The next day, Applejack was taking a well-deserved break from the farmwork in her room. Some days it felt like there was just no end to it - not that that was far from the truth. As she reached absentmindedly for a book to flip through, she heard a faint little knock at her bedroom door.
"Er, come in?" she said quizzically. It wasn't like any of her family to knock so timidly, or not open the door themselves. The answer became when she opened the door, and saw it was her friend Fluttershy, nervously fidgeting with her hair.
"I-I let myself in when no one answered at the front door. Please don't be mad."
"Of course I ain't mad sugarcube, you're always welcome in my neck o' the woods. Now you look about as nervous as a cat in a room full of rockin' chairs, what's on yer mind?"
"I need you to do something for me... but you're going to say no. Forget it, I'll leave." She started to get up, but Applejack put a hand on her shoulder.
"Now hold yer horses, Fluttershy. I can't say no if you haven't even asked me."
"Are you sure?"
"Sure I'm sure, now spit it out, what is it you need me to do?"
"Ok then.." Fluttershy turned her head to the side and stammered out,
"T-take.. take all your clothes off and have sex with me."
It was Applejack's turn to stammer, "W..what?"
"I'm being direct... if, um, that's ok with you."
"I can see that, sugarcube."
"You're really pretty, and you're... always wearing really revealing clothing, and sometimes, when I'm around you I get...horny."
Applejack froze. For a good minute, she stood stock still without speaking. Then finally, she relaxed her face, pursed her lips, and burst out laughing, "Bahahaha! That's a good one Fluttershy! I never took you for a joker!"
Fluttershy's face flushed, her throat burned with embarrassment. She could feel the tears beginning to well in her eyes. Why did you even think this would work? she admonished herself.
Oblivious to Fluttershy's inner turmoil, Applejack quipped, "But I hope you weren't jokin' about me bein' pretty," and gave her hair a toss. Fluttershy gritted her teeth and clenched her hands into fists.
"Since you like to flaunt, I'll take what I want!" She shoved Applejack backwards onto the bed.
"Alright sugarcube, joke's over, I say 'uncle," she raised her hands in mock resignation. Fluttershy leaned in and kissed her passionately on the lips. Her tongue moved wildly like a caged animal, entering Applejack's mouth and grapple with her tongue. Applejack tried to wrestle Fluttershy off of her, but to no avail until Fluttershy withdrew voluntarily. "You liked that didn't you?"
"Have you lost your mind? We're both girls! It ain't appropriate for us to be doin' this kind of thing!"
"How can something that feels this good be inappropriate?" asked Fluttershy with a mocking inflection on the last word. She trailed her hand along Applejack's bare midriff and beautifully-toned curves. With her free hand, she went underneath Applejack's skirt, and traced the outline of her sex with her finger.
Applejack suppressed a moan, "Ngggh! Fluttershy, someone's gonna hear us! My sister-"
"...is out playing with her little friends. Your brother is in the next field over, and your granny is visiting family in Manhattan Sorry Applejack, but you were always a terrible bluff. Now let's get you out of these clothes." She tugged upwards on Applejack's top. Applejack found herself raising her arms compliantly, as if an outside force was compelling her. "Oh my, you are quite gifted," said Fluttershy hungrily. "C cup, right?" she inquired, fiddling with her friend's bra strap.
"D." corrected Applejack, catching herself a moment too late, and cursing her reflexive truth-telling.
"Just like me!" said Fluttershy matter-of-factly, "only I don't wear it like a badge of honor." Fluttershy reached around Applejack's back and expertly undid the clasps on her bra strap, causing the garment to fall away and reveal her supple naked breasts. Bashfully, Applejack covered herself with her hands. "What's wrong, Applejack?" asked Fluttershy, "We've seen each other in the nude plenty of times."
Applejack was aware of that, but to now realize what kinds of thoughts must have been going through her friend's head whenever they were getting dressed together, made her feel naked on a new, emotional level. Her train of thought was shattered as she felt Fluttershy's fingers snaking under her hands, fondling her breasts and teasing her nipples. Her conviction weakened, allowing Fluttershy to effortlessly brush one of her hands out of the way, and bring her mouth into play. With her tongue and soft, crimson lips, Fluttershy explored Applejack's tit, first gently like a bee landing on a flower, but progressively faster and harder, enjoying this new feel and taste. Soon, she progressed to sucking on it with the occasional playful bite
Applejack gasped and threw her head backwards as shockwaves coursed through her body. The stimulation threatened to overtake her mind, but she fought through it, and heaved Fluttershy off the bed. She tumbled to the floor, landing hard on her butt, and as she rubbed the bruised area, Applejack grabbed her by the wrist and glared at her.
Fluttershy recolied, taken aback by the sudden forcefulness. This wasn't supposed to happen! If it ends here she'll think I was still joking! I couldn't live with myself if Applejack tells everyone about this! Or what if she's so ashamed that she keeps it a secret, and silences me for good? She tried to struggle out of her friend's grip, but to no avail, Applejack's hands were tough as steel, while hers were soft and petite.
"Fluttershy, what the hay is goin' on here'?"
"You're strong Applejack, aren't you?" She tried desperately not to sweat, not even one bead.
"Fluttershy, I'm gonna count to three, and you better start talkin'!"
"You've been to the spa for a manicure recently, haven't you? You don't want to ruin that." She couldn't let Applejack see the slightest hint of trepidation. Everything would fall apart if she did.
"One."
You're past the event horizon, Shy. Quitting went off the table long ago.
"Two."
It can't end here! What do I do?
"Three."
Desperate as a cornered beast, Fluttershy put all her chips down on a Hail-Mary play.
"A...Applejack, please" she whimpered, "why are you hurting me?"
"But, I... just a second ago you were..."
"Oh, um, did I do something wrong? I'm sorry."
"Are you tryin' to tell me you can't remember what just happened?"
"I don't! Please let go" she looked at Applejack with pleading azure eyes.
Applejack had no idea what to make of this sudden transformation, but it looked like Fluttershy was "back" and that was good enough for her. She loosened her grip a little.
"Psych."
Fluttershy twisted her hand free, and grabbed Applejack's wrist, pinning it behind her back. She forced Applejack face-first onto the bed, her own legs pinning Applejack's down, and her elbow across her friend's neck. "Good try. But I've wrestled with bears three times your size. The secret is to catch them with their guard down."
"Bears?"
"Surprising, I know." she stroked Applejack's back with her fingernails, "I'm a big advocate for the light touch, but in my line of work, you have to be ready, willing, and able to use force when necessary. They don't always know what they want." Fluttershy had always been the tallest in their party of six, but from the way she carried herself - quiet, withdrawn, and shoulders slack, it was easy to forget. But now for the first time, Applejack found the height difference imposing and intimidating.
Fluttershy's hands went south again and she slid Applejack's skirt off, revealing her silken panties that boldly showcased her round, luscious ass. With her left hand, she groped a handful and squeezed hard. With her right, she reached underneath and began stroking Applejack's slit with two fingers.
"AAAAH! Not there!" cried Applejack,.
"C'mon Honest Applejack" challenged Fluttershy, "tell me the truth, do you want me to stop?"
"I...I want you to..." Every instinct was telling her to say "stop," telling her she should stop exploring these sensations, telling her that it was wrong to have these kinds of feelings for another girl. But she knew that was untrue. "You want... *AH* some honesty?"
"Go on."
Applejack turned herself over so that she was facing Fluttershy again, "I think it's unfair that I've taken off almost all my clothes, and all you've taken off is your shoes."
Fluttershy paused. A grin appeared on her face "You're right Applejack, I haven't been very fair." In a slow, striptease-like manner, Fluttershy began to disrobe, first her lemon yellow sweater, then her knee-length black skirt, leaving her with nothing on but a matching set of simple white lingerie. Thought not as revealing as Applejack's undergraments, it still accentuated her hourglass figure and ample bust, "How am I?" she asked, crossing her arms in such a way to push up on her boobs, "I know I can't hold a candle to your body, but I try, I do."
Applejack's heart raced as the forbidden desires clouded her thoughts. Here in front of her was Fluttershy's pale, exquisite body, its warmth and softness beckoning for her to enjoy it. Fine then, to hell with inhibitions it is. Hands shaking, she put her hands on either side of Fluttershy's waist and traced her curves upwards. Her heart was pounding like a drum as she nervously made her way to Fluttershy's bra clasps and looked at her expectantly. Fluttershy gave her answer with a smile and a nod, and helped Applejack unhook them, revealing her huge pillowy breasts. Applejack placed her hands on them and massaged her friend's naked flesh, in circles as if she were polishing. She had expected Fluttershy's goods to be softer than her own, but she was still overwhelmed, they were as heavenly soft as the very clouds in the sky. Wanting something more, she sat up and buried her face in Fluttershy's rack, allowing herseelf to be overtaken by the pleasures of her friend's sensual naked body.
"Mmmm Applejack, that feels nice. Don't stop!" As Applejack squeezed harder, she slid her hand under her own white panties and began fingering herself, thrusting in time with Applejack's movements. She moaned with pleasure, a high pitched mewling and squeaking in spite of her veneer.
"Now there's the Fluttershy I know" quipped Applejack, somewhat muffled.
"And love?" she asked. In response, Applejack kissed her on the lips, this time allowing Fluttershy's tongue to feel out her teeth and palate, and returning in kind. She nibbled at her friend's lip, and Fluttershy pulled her in closer, pressing their bodies together. The two fell onto the bed, and Applejack gasped as she felt Fluttershy's hard nipples brushing against her.
"You're really enjoying this" whispered Fluttershy, "I can smell it. Let me make you feel good." Applejack winced as her friend's fingers coasted along her waist and under her pink panties, her last remaining article of clothing, tugging them down. "I see you're a waxer. Commendable. I was always too squeamish to use it." Applejack began to sweat and breathe heavily in anticipation as Fluttershy glided her tongue along her outer labia before entering her inner sanctum and tantalizing her tight walls
Applejack's toes and fingers clenched as the waves of pleasure rocked her body, and her hips spasmed like they were touching a live wire. Her hand moved to her own sizable tit, and she began stroking herself, pinching the nipple between her fingers. Finally, Fluttershy reached her clitoris and attacked without mercy. Applejack screamed at the top of her lungs as she reached climax, an electrifying sensation. She'd had orgasms before, but they were feeble little firecrackers compared to this volcanic eruption. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she saw nothing but a bright flash of white light. Then as fast as it came, it was gone, taking all her energy with it.
"Fluttershy! That was-"
"You're not done yet Applejack, remember what you were saying about fairness earlier?" asked Fluttershy coyly, running a finger across the length of her pussy. "It's your turn." She guided Applejack's head in between her thighs. Fatigued as she was, Applejack could not bear the thought of disappointing her friend, who had opened up an entirely new world for her. She was determined to reciprocate the pleasure she had just felt. In her excitement, delicacy went right right out the window, and she devoured Fluttershy's vagina, lapping up her juices like they were an elixir of life.
"What the- OH APPLEJACK!" cried Fluttershy "YES!!!" She clamped down on Applejack's head with her thighs, almost autonomously, her body wanting to lock in this moment forever. Applejack found herself reaching around and grasping hold of Fluttershy's round plentiful buttocks. Though her vision was blocked, Applejack could tell from feel alone that they were so beautiful, so fragile. Fluttershy's cunnilingus-induced yelps were like a siren song to her, overwhelming her with the desire to inflict. She raised a hand and smacked Fluttershy's ass.
"Eep!" cried Fluttershy in her characteristically-squeaky voice. Her facade was beginning to tumble down as the stinging sensation brought tears to her eyes. Another sharp slapping noise rang out as Applejack spanked her again. It hurt, but at the same time, Fluttershy felt ecstasy course through her body as her friend's strong rough hands punished her intimately. "More!" she pleaded, "and harder!" Applejack intensified as Fluttershy continued to writhe and moan, making the sounds that Applejack had come to love so very much. As her friend continued to work her over, Fluttershy felt a fire ignite in her chest, and knew the apex was near. She grabbed ahold of her breasts and squeezed hard just as Applejack brought down her hand squarely on her butterfly tattoo one last time.
"APPLEJAAAAACK~!" she cried, before collapsing on the bed next to her friend, the both of them satiated and exhausted. Fluttershy wrapped her hands warmly around Applejack and held her in a loving embrace. Applejack began to run her fingers through Fluttershy's pink hair absentmindedly. The two lay together in bed basking in the warm afterglow, and losing all sense of time as they shared the moment.
"Fluttershy, that was really somethin'. I never knew you had that side to ya."
"I just needed a little push, that's all." she gave Applejack a pleasant smile.
"What kinda push?"
"Oh just someone who visited while you were out of town. He was mean, and loud, but he had a few good things to teach. Let's just snuggle, ok?"
"I can't, sugarcube" said Applejack apologetically, getting out of bed and beginning to dress herself, "I gotta get my chores done or I'll never hear the end of it."
"Aww." pouted Fluttershy.
"Hey I'm sure that with your newfound assertiveness, you could talk me into doin' another sometime." She winked
Author's Note
I've been on the fence about whether or not I'd tell my friends & family about this online identity. I think publishing this story solidifies the decision. There will not be a chapter 2, go away.
