Rarity was visiting the orchard one day and spoke endlessly with her friend Applejack as she bucked the trees. The sun was brighter than usual and left the working Applejack with a few too many sweats on her brow and eventually took to the shade.
"I need to drink," said Applejack, "gimme a minute and I'll go to the barn with you."
As the two wandered to the barn, Rarity could feel her udder aching with pressure. She needed relief. Before they reached the barn doors, Rarity could feel herself leaking on the ground, but she hid her embarrassed face from her friend.
Inside the barn stood a bucket of water. Strange placement, considering.
"The well's dry for the sun," Applejack explained, "won't have no other water until afternoon, I'm afraid."
"Oh what a pity," Rarity said, "must be hard to have to ration water like that!"
"We think none of it," Applejack said and chuckled, "just wish I could have a refreshing drink on tap about now. That water ain't tasting too good after a few hours."
Rarity's leaking intensified as the two walked through the door. Applejack reached for a cup when the barn door suddenly slammed shut.
"What was that?!" Applejack cried.
"I have a little problem," Rarity muttered behind clenched teeth. "A little intimate problem!"
Applejack was about to ask what when she noticed the wet ground. "Whoo-whe! Rarity, how long ya kept them teats away from attention?"
"Too long!" Rarity exclaimed.
"Ah, such a waste, too. The earth won't say much thanks for that milk," Applejack said and sighed.
Rarity suddenly had an idea. "Drink it."
"What?"
"Why don't you drink it?" Rarity asked.
"Me? Your... milk?"
"Yes, it's just leaking out now, and like you said the earth won't make use of it."
"Woaw there girl, ya saying I should drink your milk so as to not waste it?"
"It's not so bad! I'm a healthy girl!"
"But from 'the tap'?"
Rarity froze, then bit her lip. "Why not?"
Applejack stood surprised, then she giggled. She saunterd over to Rarity, gently nudged her to the side and locked the barn door. "Bit of privacy, I reckon is in order."
Rarity laughed nervously.
"If you would let me have the honour?" Applejack said, mimicking a posh accent. She led Rarity into one of a blanket of hay and leaned her toward the fence. "How may I service you?"
The act was more for comfort and dissolving the awkwardness, and Rarity automatically started playing along. "Oh, it aches so much down there. Would you be a dear and, inspect the area?" Rarity raised her hind leg to give access to her udder.
"My, my, what have we here? I think this calls for immediate attention!" Applejack said, maintaining her character. "The gracious lady won't think it too untoward were I to make a hooves-on intervention?"
Rarity giggled uncontrollably. This act was actually starting to arouse her, and Applejack had never been this attractive -- personality-wise. Rarity gently stroked her udder with her hoof to show the place it hurt, and licked her lip. "None untoward at all, my saviour. You came at the right time."
"Allow me then to make haste," Applejack said and and laid down her Rarity and sucked a teat into her mouth. She let out a sound mixed with laughter and surprise.
Rarity felt her body tingling, this was a new sensation. Any other time she would have massaged her udder to relief herself of milk, but now she could feel the warmth of some pony's lips and the lick of their tongue upon her teat. It was an overwhelming difference. Rarity let out a joyous moan as Applejack began suckling milk from her. Hearing Applejack swallow each mouthful was surprisingly erotic. And Rarity was all the more affected by her partner's actions.
Applejack stopped and looked at Rarity. "How are ya holding up? You seem to like this an awful lot!"
"Oh quiet you," Rarity said giddily, "keep up that posh accent and drink my milk until there isn't any more! I'm loving it!"
"I don't think I could drink it all, Rarity!" Applejack said and laughed.
"Oh, do something. Anything, except stopping!" Rarity complained.
"Alright!" Applejack started sucking on a new teat, but this time massaging Rarity's udder whilst suckling out milk.
"Oh, yes!" Rarity moaned. "It tickles just the right way!"
"Oh yeah?" Applejack said, with a teat still in her mouth, "how's this?" she challenged as she started teasing the teat by lightly rubbing her teeth against it.
Rarity tensed up and held her breath. This was an all together new sensation. Some pony was actually giving her pleasure through her udder, something that had otherwise been a burden and little else.
"You like this?" Applejack ask as she stopped to roll the teat around with her tongue.
"Mm, yes, more."
"Most of the milk is just pouring on the ground, he heh!" Applejack laughed.
Rarity looked down and saw how the hay and the earth was soaked with her milk. "Oh dear, I was more pent up than I thought!"
"No matter," Applejack asserted, "I got this!" Applejack then took two teats into her mouth and suckled harder than before.
Rarity had half a mind to throw herself over Applejack and only get off once her udder was empty, but she didn't want to take the lead away from Applejack. She was content receiving.
Applejack was inventive, alternating between the teats, and playing with the other ones she wasn't suckling on. Rarity let out a sigh and a long moan as her legs started weakening. She just wanted to lay down and get sucked dry, but Applejack was clearly happy working the way she was.
But all good things come to an end. When Rarity awoke from her near state of unconsciousness from all the pleasure and fun, Applejack let out a loud belch followed by her typical "oops, pardon!" and looked Rarity in the eyes. Her eyes were like those of a playful filly, and Rarity sunk to the hay blanket, looking back into them almost yearningly.
"I'm done now," Applejack said with a foalish tone.
"Is my little baby full?" Rarity asked, "is she sure she can't fit just a little bit more in?"
Applejack shook her head, her eyes still so innocent. "Nope, I'm full~."
Rarity turned around and leaned onto Applejack's shoulder. Applejack rested her chin on Rarity's head and kissed her horn.
There was a long silence.
"So..." Applejack started.
"So..." Rarity repeated.
"That happened," Applejack said.
"That did happen," Rarity agreed.
"How long until they fill up again?" Applejack asked.
Rarity didn't respond at first. She was fighting against her will to shout with joy.
"I'll come to you," Rarity said finally.
"I can't wait."
"Me neither."
It was the end of the day and the sun had almost set as the two still laid on the soaked hay blanket. Applejack had fallen asleep and Rarity was whispering nothings to her sleeping partner. The barn door shook and rocked as some pony tried to open it. "It's locked," Big Macintosh's voice could be heard saying outside.
Applejack was awoken by the clamour.
"Shh... sleep darling. We don't need to go anywhere."
Applejack sighed happily. "Nope, I'm staying right here, where there's fresh milk and good company."
"I'll wake you up when it's time to feed," Rarity said.
"I can't wait."
"Me neither."
