It was a brisk spring evening at the outskirts of ponyville, inside the Everfree forest, a small maize colored shape was making it’s way as quickly as it could through the forest, seeming to head in the direction of a distinct hut that lay inside the forest.
The Zebra that was the resident of said hut, stroked her chin with a hoof.
“Now this gnarled twig will not do, I cannot use this in my brew...”
She discarded the withered herb into a nearby urn and turned to rummage through her shelves when there were a rapid succession of knocks on her door before it shortly after was pushed open, a light yellow earth pony filly bursting in, trotting in place as she locked her eyes on the mildly surprised zebra.
“Zecora!” The young pony exclaimed with a flustered expression.
“You have to help me! Ah have been feeling... strange the whole morning!”
The older mare tilted her head quizzically, flicking an ear in response.
“Now Applebloom, mind explaining what brings you to this room?”
Zecora turned to glance out the window before resuming with a more stern gaze.
“And child, you have to take more care than to just come barging in here, you know what lurks out there. If you would come to harm, what would I tell your family on the farm?”
The filly bit her lower lip and briefly halted her brisk trotting, looking down shamefully.
“A-ah know Zecora, but Applejack is out of town, ah don’t want to talk ta Granny about this, ya know how... quirky she is. And ah don’t think ah can talk to Mac about it since... well, lets just say he lacks the parts so ta speak... ah just woke up this mornin feelin’ like this, and ah didn’t know what ta do...”
The earth pony bashfully kicked at the ground and hung her head dejectedly.
“Ah’m sorry Zecora... ah just didn’t know what ta do. I guess now in hindsight, ah should have run and ask somepony smart like Twilight for help... or even just go to the Ponyville hospital. It’s just...” the filly glanced to her sides before resuming “Ah really look up to you miss Zecora. You’re just so wise, and you’ve given me plenty of advice an’ have helped me and my friends out in the past. Ah guess I just saw you as the best person to turn to for advice...”
Applebloom rubbed one of her forelegs with the other.
The zebra in question gave a soft smile and nodded.
“Fret not child, but please be more cautious in the wild. If you’re not careful how you strife, a creature of the everfree, might take your life.”
The words were spoken with kindness, but included a serious undertone.
Applebloom nodded slowly, and at the same pace as her nodding, she began to trot in place again, clenching her eyes shut as she gave a snort.
Zecora tilted her head in contemplation and walked over to Applebloom, pushing the door shut behind her in one swift motion with her tail as she began walking in a circle around the jittery earth pony.
“Now, Applebloom, as you are here anyway, I guess you might as well tell me what seems to be the problem today?”
The maize colored filly bit her lower lip once more and looked up at the zebra, seeming to ponder on her options before taking a deep breath.
“Ah... ah can show you...”
The filly spun around, parted her tail to the side and lifted her rump into the air against the now flabbergasted zebra whom had not expected the filly to expose herself to her of all things. Especially not with her south fields being in full bloom. Zecora stood stunned for a few moments before she was able to comprehend the situation. She blinked in surprise at the swollen, citrine goods presented to her, they winked back at her.
“Oh my... Applebloom, I did not expect you to start going into heat so soon.”
The bright flush on the filly’s cheeks deepened as she felt the older mare stare at her privates, but was soon replaced by an expression of realization.
“Wait, didja say heat miss Zecora?” The filly got up on her hooves again, a huge grin forming across her features. “Does that mean ah am a big girl now? AJ said she’d explain all tha’ to me when ah got older”
Applebloom giddily seemed to momentarily forget about her problem and began to skip around Zecora like an eager schoolfilly, her ruby mane and tail bouncing around.
The striped mare searched for words for as the earth pony bounced around her.
“Well, yes my dear, one thing is clear: You’re a step closer to becoming a grown mare, but you must learn how of your needs, to take care.”
Applebloom stopped bouncing around and came to a halt, quirking a brow.
“Mah needs? What kind of needs?”
Zecora let out a soft chuckle and gave the filly a gentle stroke through her mane.
“There comes a part in almost every mare’s life, where they will find a new kind of spice.”
The light yellow earth pony tilted her head quizzically.
“Allow me to confide, in how you will use your family pride.”
The filly’s eyebrow raised a couple of cm further.
“I will teach you how to make a stream, by letting off some steam.”
Once again, the filly looked clueless.
“When you start feeling this hot, you will need to alleviate your plot.”
Behind her rose mane, the young pony seemed to understand as much as Gummy does on a regular basis.
“Once you become this erect, there’s but one thing to do, and practice makes perfect.”
She slightly opened her mouth, as if to await further information.
“... Once you start feeling like this, I will teach you how to do to turn it into a feeling of bliss.”
Applebloom stood still for a moment, seeming to process the information.
“Ah don’t get it...”
Zecora deadpanned and let out a sigh.
“I will teach you how to masturbate so you can relive yourself when you are feeling like this. I’d rather have your sister teach you, but if I recall, she and a friend was visiting the capital of Neighpal? And I wouldn’t feel right leaving you swollen like this, it’s not something that can be solved with a kiss.” Zecora leaned in close to the filly with a bemused smile “At least not one you are used to ponyfolk.”
“Ooh... now why didn’t you say so from the start?”
The zebra let out a slight sigh and rolled her eyes, seeming to silently indicate that a certain something is harder than what ponies might think to keep up.
“I was trying to little one, now excuse me for a moment, I must prepare for what needs to be done.”
Zecora trotted briskly towards one of her herb cabinets, rummaging around to find what she’s after.
“Do know I would not do this for anypony Applebloom, but this is something you need to learn soon. A filly in her first heat can end up doing a remarkable unwanted feat. I still remember my first one, so it is partially out of sympathy I’ll show you how it’s done. Since being stuck in heat without a way of relief, can be quite the grief. While you could learn on your own, a wrong stroke with your hoof, and your marehood could be rather uncouth. In a painful way.”
The maize pony tilted her head and approached her friend.
“Unwanted? Zecora, what exactly are you talking about? What are you saying ah might d-AH!” Applebloom was cut short as a green, reptilian tail snagged one of her front legs, sending the filly sprawling on her face down into the dirt, headbutting the edge of the nearby desk. The dazed filly looked up at the desk, letting out a sigh of relief.
As soon as she had exhaled, the table pin creaked, falling to the side of the desk, landing with a dull thump. Shortly after, the table started to tilt. In a dazed stupor, the filly quickly scrambled up on her hooves, frantically grabbing all the flasks on the surface as she balanced on her hind legs, Applebloom stood and looked at the thirteen various liquid containers between her front legs as the table slowly tipped over, wondering why she simply just didn’t support the table instead.
“Why can’t ah hold all these potions?”
The zebra knew more than well what was in those bottles. She had been stocking up on arousal increasing and performance enhancing brews. Mostly for the upcoming hearts and hooves day. While meant to be drunk or rubbed directly onto the genital, just inhaling the fumes would be enough to get someone going. Especially seeing how each flask was meant to be split into five doses. Zecora tried to think of something to do, but having her own hooves more than full at the moment with various thingamajigs, she could only watch as the filly balanced on her hind legs.
The striped mare hoped the filly would manage to straighten out, but watched as the table fell down, hitting the filly on one of her fetlocks, causing her to jump and fall backwards, all of the bottles raining down on her, shattering as they hit her coat and crashed against the ground around her, releasing their content of liquid and to a small degree puffs of smoke.
Zecora tried to avoid inhaling the rapidly spreading cloud, but soon found herself more soaked than a stallion in the middle of a buckakke circle. It didn’t take long before her dark matter was fully engorged either, a thick, musky scent started to fill the room, both from the broken vials and flasks, but also from the two mares. The older one bit her lower lip as she felt her newly erect clitoris twitch with anticipation, her X yearned for satisfaction.
The filly in front of her stirred slowly, a hind leg twitching. “Ouch... ah’m sorry Zecora... I didn’t mean to do that... t’was an accident! Ah swear!”
Zecora’s eyes were drawn to the filly, and her eyes bulged out a little as she saw Appleblooms goods. Being coated with all those mixtures seemed to have had quite an effect on her. Luckily, all of her bottles weren’t made from glass, instead a rather soft, ceramic material that wasn’t really known for causing any cuts if they broke, so the younger pony hadn’t sustained any notable injury.
What she however had obtained was a very swollen sex... bigger than any filly her age should be able to have. Even for a zebra, Zecora has to admit Applebloom was more than well endowed. Something in the back of her head told her that if it wasn’t for the fact Applebloom was a young mare, and her body wasn’t fully grown, she’d have had a bigger package than zecora.
“Um... miss Zecora? What are you staring at?”
Zecora was quick to remind herself that if she’d bathe in mixtures herself, her already plump marehood would just as quickly grow out of proportion, just as Applebloom’s had. Thankfully, the effects were only temporary. That big of a marehood would be more unwieldy than a gift... but for now, the zebra’s intoxicated mind drifted elsewhere... to her aroused mind, right now, that voluptuous mare meat would be of more use than trouble. Besides, she had been without intimate equine contact for ages out in her hut... it wouldn’t hurt to wind down a little, would it? She knew Applebloom might be a bit too young, and that there was a chance she’d just accept due to the herbs, but somewhere, Zecora just hoped Applebloom would be up for it. It wouldn’t hurt anypony if they had some consensual fun... it could be their little secret.
Zecora halted her thoughts for a moment... had she just tried to rationalize having sex with a minor? ... then again, Applebloom had just entered season, technically she was of age of consent... the zebra had to make sure it wasn’t just the potions speaking. Even if she had promised to... “take care” of the filly’s “problem”, she still had to make sure it was consensual. Much could just be hormones speaking... or the various content of her brew. It wasn’t exactly normal for a filly to have such a stiff boner. Nor be that endowed. It was a very surrealistic sight.
The older mare noted to herself that unless Applebloom’s erection died down after she’d came a couple of times, she should bring her to the hospital, the clitoris was supposed to retract back down after winking, the filly’s nub had stayed unfolded for at least a minute now. A mare could naturally keep it exposed if they desired, but it didn’t seem like a technique Applebloom would have learned. Especially not with this being her first heat. Zecora bit her lower lip and lustfully gazed down on the rapidly panting filly beneath her.
Her initial plan of just giving her a quick, platonic and simple hoofjob seemed quite out of the question now. Her own marehood throbbed with such arousal, it was hard to even think straight. Yet as the oldest of the two, she knew she was the one that had to mare up. As much as her body just wanted her to just unload what it had... several times over, she had to ensure Applebloom enjoyed it most of all and was comfortable. Zecora knew more than well from tales that a bad first time could ruin sexual activities for quite a bit.
The zebra cleared her throat a bit as she watched the filly seemingly almost writhe in arousal.
“Well the Applebloom, I guess we sh-” the zebra became abruptly interrupted by a panting filly: “Miss Zecora? Can ah taste yer privates?” Zecora halted for a moment, trying to come up with a reply. “But little dear, would you not rather have me tend to your rear?” The light yellow filly bit her lower lip and stared into the zebra’s eyes. “Well, of course ah want that, but it’s just... ah don’t know how to put it... I just really got this urge to make you feel good first miss Zecora. You’ve always been so nice tah me.” The filly gave a slight thrust with her hips, seeming to try and wink her already fully exposed and engorged pearl.
Zecora pondered for a bit, her body did anything but agree that this was a great idea. The alchemist concluded to herself that it wasn’t impossible that either Applebloom were one of the people that got off on getting others off, but more likely was that the concoction of potions had made her into somepony that craved to pleasure others. It was a small side effect on some of her brews. Some ponies saw it as a desired effect. While it wouldn’t be that right to use this, there wasn’t much Zecora could do. Besides, Applebloom would get satisfaction from it, she would cum from it, and then she could properly pleasure Applebloom. Especially once she had gotten rid of some of this fog that currently was clouding her capacity to think.
Zecora nodded and helped the filly up on her hooves again. “Okay my child, but just beware; Things might get a bit wild. We zebra’s are not entirely like you ponyfolk, we’re capable to unload more than enough to make one choke.” The zebra gave a soft smile and brushed through the mane of the slightly kerfaffled filly. But before she could ask any questions about it, Zecora had already turned around, exposing her plump, onyx privates to Applebloom, whom in turn, stared wide-eyed at the presented package in front of her, licking her lips with anticipation.
After more than a minute of dazed staring, the zebra decided to break the filly out of her bafflement with a little nudge, unfolding her black pearl, which did indeed cause the earth pony’s eyes to shift attention. “Oh mah stars... it’s much bigger than mah sisters...” The earth pony then seemed to notice what she had just said through her haze and flushed bashfully, glancing to the side, causing Zecora to give a light chuckle, flexing her stiff love bead. “While that might be the case, do know that our pleasure does not differ between race.” With a mix of curiosity and arousal, the filly scuffled closer to the other mare and stood on her hind legs, resting her front on the zebra’s firm rump, hesitantly nudging her muzzle against the swollen mound in front of her.
The alchemist let out a soft sigh, feeling a slight spark of pleasure shot through her body. She had originally planned to direct and help lead Applebloom through masturbation, then it changed to through intercourse, but currently her mind glazed over to that it was a fine idea to let the girl explore her body. If anything, Zecora could always tell the filly if she did anything overly wrong... like improper use of teeth... but zecora shook that trail of thought of out her mind. She was confident her young... apprentice wouldn’t do anything that reckless. Applebloom was a clever girl in many cases, even if she had many less than practical ideas at times.
As she gingerly shifted her weight a little, Zecora brushes her tail idly, causing it to brush along with Applebloom’s mane. The filly didn’t seem to mind, instead, took a deep whiff of the scent emanating from the sex in front of her, giving a light shudder as she felt her engorged nub twitch. Applebloom’s raging desire to ... have something happen back there was still muddled by her craving to taste and make miss zecora feel nice. She wasn’t sure why, but her mind told her to it would make both of them happier.
And it did smell very inviting... leaning her head forward, the earth pony extended her tongue, giving a lick across the zebra’s length, going from the bottom to the top, briefly after being at the top, pulling her head back a bit, noticing how close she had gotten to the... other thing back there. While her vulva also did “that type” of things, she knew it supposedly was a multitask organ. But she hadn't heard anything but one use for the upper hole, so she made sure to instead tilt her head further back, instead of going further up the next time she gave a long lap to avoid it further. The thought of the other hole however faded away further and further with each lap across the swollen, black chasm the filly did, slowly drifting into an intoxicated trance.
The zebra gently flared her nostrils, winking once more as she felt the small, soft tongue slide along the entire outer part of her sex. She gave a small shiver in delight. She had to admit the girl did good for her first time. It could however be the drugs talking, but for all she could feel, the pony did a good job on her nethers. At least when it came to foreplay. Even if Zecora was already fully erect, it felt nice with a little direct physical preparation. She gave a soft chuckle inwardly as she caught herself with flexing her muscles, trying to get something that wasn’t there to rub and overall apply pressure against her prostate. She had to say that was one of the little technical downsides in her opinion with non-penetrative sex; She didn’t get to use most of her muscles.
But as another lap graced along her length, she let out a soft shudders and closed her eyes. Then again, it crossed her mind that just because you had something, didn’t mean you had to use it. That was one of the big things about sex after all. To use different body parts in a combination. And most had a favourite pairing as well. Zecora’s mind however started to drift further and further from rational thinking as the tongue slid over and over her moistening sex. She unfolded her stiff nub once more as the filly began to slide her tongue along her sex, tensing up as she managed to get Applebloom to touch her erect button in it’s entirety with her tongue.
“Little one, while your tongue posses much grace, would you perhaps consider increasing your pace?” Zecora gave a slight thrust against Appleblooms muzzle with her hips, causing the light yellow fillies muzzle to become even further damp as it was briefly pushed inside the zebra’s black cave. The earth pony pulled back briefly to reply. “Ah can try miss Zecora. Am ah doing good so far?” With a waft of her tail across the pony’s face, she replied softly: “You, my dear child, have a gentle touch, so mild.” before exhaling, winking with her pearl once more, this time, keeping her hard erection unfolded.
The filly enthusiastically lapped at the older mares sex, gingerly trying to suckle some of the folds as she went a bit deeper in between the lips with each stroke of her little tongue. She suddenly saw that button fold back out again, this time, to say there. It didn’t take the earth pony too long before she figured out that she might should do something about the protruding perpetrator. If she remembered her brief sex education, it was the clitoris. Not as sensitive as some... pro-something that was deeper inside their cooch, but it was more sensitive than the rest of it. She hadn’t tried it out, but going with how Zecora kept... ‘winking’ it at her, she could only guess she wanted her to do something with it.
Sliding her head down to the bottom of the zebra’s sex, the filly started lapping at the large black button, her eyes widened a bit as the both felt, and saw it twitch. She heard the other mare let out a soft whiny of approval. Curious, she tried to do something with her own clit. She felt something trying to unfold from within her, trying to come out. She knew she could do it, it had done it on it’s own before. With a little more concentration, she felt her own button pop up, throbbing with arousal, making the filly flare her nostrils softly.
But her little nub wouldn’t stay out, and slipped back in again. Letting out another snort, she tried again, focusing to push it out, and soon enough, her clitoris was flexed back out, making her shiver with pleasure as her stuff nub quivered, her tongue pressing against Zecora’s own love bead, and the apparent combination of hot air, tongue contact and and friction had managed to rile up the zebra even further, causing her to press her rear back, grinding her stiff nub against Applebloom’s muzzle, making the filly’s focus shift back to the swollen sex.
The maize earth pony licked her lips gingerly, having a sudden thought... it seemed like it could fit in her mouth... it was big, but not too big. Applebloom curiously leaned further forward, opening her mouth wide, feeling her lips wrap around the warm, fleshy organ, suckling softly, getting the exotic flavour of Zecora’s lubricant on her tongue as she gingerly swirled it around the black pearl. Her actions did not go unnoticed as the zebra flared her nostrils and shifted her weight, her tail wafting wildly as one of her legs scraped along the floor. Pleased with the result and noises it was giving her, Applebloom continued to lick and suckle the newfound bead.
“Applebloom, certain feelings are growing much stronger, I have to warn you that I will not be able to last much longer.” Zecora managed to say in between panting, her natural stamina notably hampered by the brew, it was however nothing Applebloom noticed, but the zebra certainly did. “Would you mind if I roll onto my back? It will be easier to see you over my rack.” Not really seeing the harm in it, the pony pulled back with an audible pop, making the mare shiver once more. A “Mhmm” was given in acknowledgement, and Zecora proceeded to lie down on the floor, then rolled over on her back, glancing over at the eager crusader, some of her pre had coated much of the filly’s muzzle. She gave a warm smile and nodded down towards her pride, and the younger of the two gleefully obliged, diving back down between her nethers.
The alchemist let out a soft grunt and leaned back, her clitoris was still unfolded, and Applebloom had found it, and re-attached herself to it without a problem, and a familiar knot had begun forming in the zebra’s stomach as her muscles began to tense up. She moved a hoof down to rest atop the girls head. She knew she didn’t have too long before she popped, and she dearly hoped her load wouldn’t be too much for the filly to handle. She knew some grown zebras that even could have a little trouble keeping up. “Mnh... little one, I am soon come come. You may drink it all down, but if you spit, I will not frown.”
The filly inquisitively arched a brow and looked up at the zebra, but instead of questioning what she meant, the earth pony just shrugged and began sucking hard on the throbbing button. A softly quivering hoof atop her head however pulled her back a bit. “Open your mouth and place it over my mound, be prepared for my juices when you hear me make a sound.” A panting Zecora looked down at her as she spoke, and Applebloom decided to nod and do as she was told. Opening her muzzle as wide as she could, she placed it over the zebra’s dark tunnel, using her nose to gingerly grind against the large clit covering a large portion of the entrance, the motion seeming to please the mare.
She kept gingerly bobbing her head for a couple more seconds, when suddenly Zecora tensed up and let out a pleasurable hiss and pressed Applebloom’s head tightly against her nethers. And just when the pony had concluded she was glad her nostrils were free enough to breathe as they only pressed against the clitoris a little, she felt some sort of fluid hit the top of her maw with a strong force, right at her nasal cavities. Immediately after, the filly squirmed as she felt something warm, thick and sticky force it’s way out of her nostrils in an uncomfortable way. The liquid sprayed out her nostrils and painted the mound in front of her. As the first jet spurted out, she could make out it was a misty, white substance.
Applebloom gave a weak cough and tried to pull back in her confusion, but a firm hoof held her in place as a second stream shoot straight at her nasal cavity, forcing it’s way out her nostril once more, causing a tiny amount of tears to from around her eyes. She quickly resorted to shifting the angle, making the torrent of liquid cascade down on her tongue instead. Trying to flare the fluid out of her nostrils, the filly soon noticed that the creamy juices, with a very sweet and exotic taste, very similar to Zecora’s lubricant, was quickly filling up her mouth as with each little buck the zebra made, another spurt came into her mouth. And soon enough, she found her mouth to be filled to the brim, her cheeks puffed up.
Letting out a slight cough forced some more cum out her nostrils, seeping down her nose, along with what spurted out on the side of her cheeks. It quickly dawned on her what Zecora had meant with what she said before. Apparently having heard the gargling noises and cough, the grunting mare took some time in between her pleasured noises to speak out; "What's the matter Applebloom? Your mouth ran out of room?" Being in a light haze, the yellow pony’s main instinct was which acted first was perhaps the most simple: She swallowed, sending the thick concoction down, it’s sweet, savory taste making her a bit lightheaded with every gulp.
Her eyes glazed over as she just drank all she could, after what felt like somewhere between her third or fifth full mouth, she began feeling a little sick. The taste was intoxicating, but she really couldn’t fit anything else in her tummy... there was a thing as too much of a good thing. As her mouth filled up once more she pulled back once more as it started to pour out from her nose and sides, this time she actually used a little force and she easily broke free as Zecora swiftly let go as she felt the tug. Applebloom quickly took the moment to cough and spit, the large glob of creamy, misty cum fell to the floor in a notable puddle.
But the filly had barely had time to feel relieved over the content leaving her mouth as she felt a familiar feeling start to paint her face, she glance up to see what it was when a sudden light stinging hit her half-closed eye, causing her to close it. She reflexively shut her other eye, feeling a few more spurts coat her muzzle, face and made, the sticky substance dripping off her face slowly. Having no idea what had just happened, all she could do was slump down in the puddle beneath her as to her relief, whatever it was that was coating her face, seemed to finally be satisfied as the jets came to a halt.
She had no idea what had just happened, but the whinnies and other noises that came from Zecora sure indicated it as something pleasurable. At least to her. Applebloom in the other hoof had felt better. But, at the same time, she felt really contempt, a warm feeling was spreading throughout her body, the taste lingered in her mouth, and she felt kind of fuzzy inside hearing how happy Zecora sounded. But as the same time, she felt a bit sick from all that... whatever came out a mare when she was extra happy, she was still very confused... and her she still had a raging hard-on twitching in her hindquarters. Somepony needed to fix this, and it needed to be now!
On the other side of the orgasm, a certain herbalist was still recovering from unloading a great deal of her liquid affection. Thinking back on it, it had been a while ago since she had blown her last load. One hind leg still twitching, she glanced back down over her mammaries, and noticed a slumped down filly, lying down in a puddle of a certain zebra’s cum. Cringing, Zecora quickly scuffled onto her hooves and grabbed the nearest somewhat clean and functional rag she could, kneeling down to the filly and started to wipe the gunk off her little friends face
While trying to figure out what to say to the filly, said filly spoke to her first. “Haa... Miss Zecora? If ya wouldn’t mind, ah would like if we’d do this later... I’d really like it if you could do that to me now? Mah clit feels really hard... ah need some sort of relief, and ah want it now!” The zebra halted for a moment, then just gave a knowing smile and nodded, tossing the piece of cloth aside, after making sure she got her jizz cleaned from the pony’s eyes. She knew she should save time so her little friend doesn’t need to have her raging erection for longer than need be, be she was also aware how badly ejaculate in the eye could sting. And that could ruin a session of lingating, the mare was all too familiar with that. Once on herself was more than enough to know that.
Not wasting further time, the zebra hoisted the filly up and places her on a nearby chair, giving her enough access to the package she had full intention to go down upon. “Soon little girl, a whole new world of pleasure will unfurl.” With a smile, Zecora dove in, planting a wet kiss over the plump pony posterior, causing the filly to squirm in delight as pleasure shot through her body. The burning desire didn’t fade from her, nor was it intensified, it was kept at bay, she still needed release. and what she didn’t know, but hoped, was that a certain zebra knew how to make her reach that point.
The striped mare gave a lap along the entire length, eliciting a squeak from the filly, causing her to smile. She was actually enjoying this a lot more than she had originally intended... that might also be because she she got a lot more involved than she originally intended. Not that she regretted any of it... well, okay, she did feel a bit bad for completely creaming the poor filly... but other than forgetting how much a child can handle ejaculation wise, and how much an adult, especially a zebra, unloaded, she didn’t regret it. Nor what was to come... again, bar from technically contributing for her getting loaded with sexual enhancements... but that was details for another time.
She gave another powerful stroke with her tongue, sliding along the filly’s entire package, sending shivers down her spine. Never having felt anything like it before, Applebloom was enraptured in bliss. At least from what she had to compare with... it wasn’t like she’d ever had sex before. That thought drifted away quickly as another strong lap ran across her swollen length, causing her to shiver in delight. She very much approved of this new sensation she was feeling. If this was what she had been doing to Zecora, she could definitely understand her reaction. All she had left to figure out was how that gushy thing worked. Zecora should really have warned her about it... though, she had to admit it was an impressive surprise. And it didn’t taste bad at all, a rather exotic flavor.
The earth pony tensed up as she felt warm lips wrap around her stiff bead, the jolts of excitement intensified rapidly as she felt the tongue of the zebra circle it gracefully. “Oh mah stars... Z-Zecora... I’m starting to feel funny...” With a light buck of her hips, the filly thrust her family jewel a bit further into the inviting muzzle, a tingling sensation had started to build up inside of her, aching for release. The mare currently suckling on the pearl felt how it faintly throbbed and pulsed with each of the filly’s heartbeats, starting to apply notable suction to the clit, being rewarded with a whiny of approval.
The growing feeling in Applebloom’s nether regions quickly reached a peak, causing the filly to flare her nostrils, place a hoof atop the head of the other mare and arch her back, grunting out the name of the zebra in front of her. More than clearly noticing the signs of an approaching orgasm, Zecora wrapped the pony’s entire goods in with her mouth, sucking, while lapping at the erect sweet spot. The filly’s shuddering hoof atop her head gave her all the indication she needed before she felt surprisingly thick, warm ejaculate spurt into her mouth. The trembling bucks the filly made with each stream was very satisfying in a way, knowing she was likely having the orgasm of her life right now. The rich, sweet flavor was just a bonus. Somehow Zecora wasn’t surprised it had a notable taste of apple.
Having given a final hard thrust, the earth pony felt drained as the last liquid pleasure flowed out from her marehood, taking the moment to shiver in delight, leaning against Zecora’s head. A shaky breath escaping her lips as the full force of the afterglow hits her. She was now confident she had figured out what that whole gushy thing felt like. And so far, she liked it. A lot. Snorting, the filly slowly pulled back her hoof and changed per pose to reclining onto her front legs, looking in down at the zebra between her haunches.
Zecora looked up at the other mare, noticing that her eyes seemed to have focuses into being more coherent than the blissful daze they had been in prior. Finding this to be a good time, she tilted her head back gingerly and opened to show the cum pooled in her maw. While normally not one to play around, she did find it fun on occasion to humor her partners. Especially first timers, they tended to react in an amusing manners. And just as predicted, Applebloom froze up looking at the gunk pooled in the zebra’s mouth as it was gingerly sloshed around by her tongue.
Barely recovered, the filly moved one of her legs up to her bit down into her fetlock at the sight in front of her, squeaking out into her limb. She wasn’t entirely sure why. But looking at what just came out of her in such ecstasy be toyed around with in another pony’s mouth was... exhilarating. She could feel her clit slowly fully unfolding once more. It hadn't been able to go limp or inside due to the enhanced size, but it went back to full attention, something she noted the difference in immediately as the libido returned instantly. That the thing sure got swollen and sensitive was something Applebloom came to terms with quickly as she felt it throb for more stimulation.
When the older mare was sure she had the youngers attention, she did a little trick she had learned from her father during her teenage years; she sent the load down without closing her mouth, and the reaction was much to her delight. The filly bit down into her fetlock and made a cute squeak as she bucked her hips, her big clit twitching with arousal. Applebloom couldn’t help but quiver with a sense of accomplishment over her. She had no idea why, but seeing Zecora swallow her liquid made a surge of vigor go through her body, making her wonder how the other mare must have felt when she came... since the earth pony knew for a fact she swallowed way more than she had been able to unload into Zecora’s maw... maybe it got better with age?
The zebra, watching the reaction of her friend, seized the opportunity and dove back in, first locking her lips around the stiff nub, eliciting a groan from the filly, before she carefully slid her lower jaw inside, trying to get to the core of her pleasure. Applebloom shuddered in delight, it was a little straining as Zecora pushed inside of her, but she found her depths to loosen and adjust to the intrusion very smoothly. And the slight stretching was vastly outnumbered by the jolts of pleasure surging through her from her clitoris.
Huffing out air through her teeth, she brushed her pale red mane aside as she tries to steady herself. Her marehood felt a little... tired was the best she could call it, but it wasn’t worn out. Something inside her urged her to keep going, and she honestly thought it sounded like a great idea. She greatly enjoyed the feeling this was giving her. Closing her eyes, she leaned back and tried to steady her breathing. Zecora was sucking a lot faster than the last time and now she was also inside of her.
With a nimble flick of her neck, the zebra delicately rammed the lower side of her muzzle into Applebloom's prostate, pressing into the spongy surface. The reaction was immediate as the filly hugged tightly to her face, shivered and nickered. The zebra quickly adapted a steady pace of sucking and bobbing her head, and the earth pony barely had time to adjust before she could feel the recognizable feeling of something building up inside of her, she could even feel her vagina trying to clench around the muzzle, almost kneading it. This time it had gone a lot faster, but this time she also was getting more or less milked. Her orgasm being rapidly coaxed up by a skilled muzzle. “Z-Zecora... ah-ah... ahm gonna...”
Sucking for a few more seconds, the adult mare with grace pulled out, leaving the sweet spot tingling intensely. Not being in a state of mind, or physical strength to stop her, Applebloom felt how she was left gaping open a little as the muzzle slid out and she fumbled backwards, managing to barely catch herself with her hooves before she arched her back once more. She felt a sudden nimble grasp around her needy button, skilfully jerking it just as soon as she felt the first stream burst out.
Teeth clenched, the filly looked down to see Zecora stroking her nub with a hoof, a misty stream of her juices spurting out and onto the face of the other mare. Something in her just relished at the sight as another strand of sticky ejaculate connected to the coat of the zebra, and then another. She watched in euphoria as she was made to paint the face of her close friend with her happy goo. And as the last stream shot out and dripped down the muzzle, the filly felt even more satisfied than before, only looking down at the now more than before; white striped face of the other mare, sporting a dopey smile. “Haaa... oh Celestia... tha’ was amazing Zecora...”
The zebra in question just smiled knowingly and got up, making her way around the earth pony, sitting behind her. “No need to thank me little one, our lesson will soon be done.” Taking a firm grip around the filly, she moved a hoof down to the pony’s privates and placed the hoof past the top of the mound. “Now my dear, unfold our plump friend at your rear.” With little hesitation, she obliged and brought out her still hard erection. Zecora places her hoof over the nub, pressing her rubbery frog along the pearl, gently rubbing the whole bulb, some of the engorged flesh pressing against the smooth sole. “This is the most basic touch, just keep rubbing until your insides starts to clutch, and you’ve been satisfied as such.”
Applebloom huffed softly and leaned against the leaned against the bigger equine. Enjoying the surprisingly soothing hoofjob while duly noting down how she should work her hoof when she felt the urge to pleasure herself next time. Having the basic helped enough. Trick would be to get a good pose in to reach around. “Mnh... Zecora?” She waited until she was sure she had her attention and leaned her head back to gaze into her eyes with a glowing expression. “You’re the mare.” Zecora couldn’t help but smile from the notion, gently caressing the filly’s mane.
Taking it slow, it took Applebloom a couple of minutes before her breathing went erratic once more. “Nggh... ah’m goin to pop again miss....” Zecora nodded and swapped to a more pumping twist with her hoof, rapidly speeding up the fillies approach to the edge. Her focus on getting to blow yet another load was interrupted as she felt the second hoof press down between her mammaries, near the pivot down to her flank.
With a soft smile, Zecora looked down on her as she spoke; “Pressure on the pubic bone, is more than well known for making a mare groan.” And Applebloom did indeed feel something stir in her as her release quickly approached... despite her limited experience, she was very sure this pressure would work great together with that she received on her spongy bit inside. But more thought on the matter was thrown aside as she felt the third barrage of liquid shot out from her marehood, one of her hind legs kicking on it’s own as the orgasm coursed through her body in waves of pleasure. Her misty strands spurting out onto the floor as she tightly hugs one of zecora’s legs, cooing in delight.
As the last lubricant seeps out of her, Applebloom exhales deeply. “Oh mah stars... ah feel like a new mare... tha was amazing Zecora... t-thank you...” Finally feeling her hard-on starting to die down she slumps further back against Zecora’s chest, her eyelids starting to flutter. Her massive package starting to deflate of it’s alchemically induced arousal. The zebra gently strokes the filly in her grasp as she watched the fatigue quickly catch up with the young mare. She was well aware she’d need to let her rest, then make sure she had refreshments ready for when she woke up. She knew the whole escapade had taken a toll on the earth pony. She’d been more engorged and blew a bigger load than her body would normally allow, three times. But it was the fastest way to expel the excess elixirs. But it was easy to see it had worn her out. Zecora just hoped the over-sensitivity wouldn’t make her regular masturbation feel dull in any way. It was the danger of enhancers after all. They numbed the body to regular stimuli.
Zecora tenderly caressed the filly until she dozed off, and then carefully placed her in her bed. Giving an inspection to the goods. Most of the swelling was down, and they were almost fully flaccid. The clitoris had been shrunk enough to go back inside the body. The only notable remains was the partially dried cum. She contemplated licking it off, but decided against it. There was just something with old cum she disliked. Besides, it might rouse, or wake her up. Turning around, she glanced at the mess that had been created. Strands of cum across the floor, a partially wrecked table, broken bottles and spilled brew.
She let out a soft sigh. The mess wouldn't clean itself... she could make it do that, but she didn’t feel like brewing anything for a while. She knew she had a long day of just that in front of her tomorrow if she wanted to fill the orders in time. Looking back at the sleeping form of Applebloom, she gave a soft smile. Maybe that cleaning could wait a little. The cumstains were just to brush over with soil, the shards could always be picked up later, and that table could lie there for now. She quickly wiped off the gunk she still had to her face on a nearby piece of cloth and a bowl of water. If she’d missed anything, she’d have to wash it out later. But right now she felt strangely compelled to just join the pony in her slumber.
Besides, it had been ages since she last was able to spoon someone, it was a nice feeling, even if she knew this most likely should stay like a one time thing. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t make the most of it. Tossing the rag aside into the basin, she quickly filled up a bottle with water and placed it on the bedside table before carefully climbing up into the bed, sensually embracing the other mare, planting a gentle kiss on her cheek. Despite all the mishaps, Zecora felt good about the day. Sure, she had gotten a large setback, but right now, she honestly didn’t care about it. Moments like these didn’t come often. And slowly, she drifted into the realm of sleep, her consciousness slipping away as she huddled closer to the warmth she embraced against her.