Mentally Advanced Series: HOO

(This occurs right after Mentally Advanced Series episode 10 where the crusaders meet for the first time.)

Applebloom led her two new filly friends, Scootaloo and Thrackerzod, up to her bedroom at Sweet Apple Acres. Her room had a large four post bed, her dresser with mirror, her closet, and a night stand with a lamp. Predictably everything was decorated with apples. The apple designs were worked into every piece of furniture, the pattern broken here and there by a few hearts.

Applebloom came in first, followed shortly be Thrackerzod, who walked stiffly and observed the room with suspicious eyes. Scootaloo was in the rear, no doubt so she could keep looking at their rears on the way over. She wasn't exactly discreet in her staring either, though it went over the innocent Applebloom's head why she did so.

"Oh this room is really cute, baby," said Scootaloo, her eyes going right for the bed, "And you got a four post bed big enough for all three of us. Those big beds are perfect for tying ponies down. Hoo!"

"Tying ponies down?" asked Applebloom, "Why'd ya wanna do somethin like that?"

"I'll show you sometime, sweet thang," Scootaloo winked.

"I can think of many reasons to tie down a pony," said Thrackerzod, "Normal reasons, of course." She looked at the bed thoughtfully, "I wonder if Twilight Sparkle could be restrained in this manner."

"You still on that?" asked Applebloom, "I already told ya we ain't killin' Twilight."

Scootaloo seemed to ignore the darker part of the conversation, "Well I like it anyway, and that big closet would be perfect for a game of 'seven minutes in heaven'."

"I would rather not go to Heaven," complained Thrackerzod, "Unless that is normal, then I will go with a large group."

"A large group?" asked Scootaloo, "Oh you are a kinky one Thracker."

"Well my dolls are in there if ya still wanted ta see em," said Applebloom, even if neither of the others had mentioned wanting to, "I got colorin books too."

"My parents don't let me have dolls," said Scootaloo, "They didn't like how I played with em."

"Perhaps they can be enchanted," suggested Thrackerzod, "We could turn them into minions or voodoo dolls."

"I ain't never heard a those types of dolls," said Applebloom, "Maybe we can go to your house next time to see your dolls Thrackerzod."

"You're the only doll I need, Applebloom. Hoo! You know what I'd really like?" suggested Scootaloo, "Maybe we could have some of that normal pony food we talked about."

"Oh are ya hungry?" asked Applebloom, "I can go to the kitchen an get-"

"Oh we don't need to go to the kitchen, baby," said Scootaloo, "We got all the normal pony food we need right here. HooAh!"

"Okay now I'm just confused," Applebloom said.

"I also feel an appropriate amount of bewilderment," added Thrackerzod.

"Well I'll show you just what I mean, baby," said Scootaloo, "We just need to slip over to your bed and have you sprawl out a bit."

"Say again?" asked Applebloom, "Still not gettin ya."

"Oh I'll make you understand, you beautiful apple pie," Scootaloo said, "Just do what the Scootaloo tells you and it'll be allll right."

"Okay okay," said Applebloom, "Just to find out what tha hay yer talkin about."

Applebloom went to her bed, climbing up the side and pulling herself atop it. She walked to the head of the bed and sat down on her haunches next to the pillow. Scootaloo paused to discretely lock Applebloom's door from the inside, then was close behind, a large grin spread across her face and eyes fixed on Applebloom. Thrackerzod quickly followed their example and climbed up onto the bed as well. She sat on her haunches on one side and curiously watched the other two fillies.

Scootaloo moved up to Applebloom and pushed gently at her chest, "Just lay on your back, Apple Pie. This pegaslut's gonna show you how it's done."

"Pegawhat?" Applebloom tilted her head.

As an Apple she was pretty sheltered from such things, particularly as a nine-year-old. Regardless, she plopped down onto her back, forelegs crossed together and hind legs splayed out slightly to show off her cute little virgin slit. Scootaloo licked her lips, her own tail flagged up behind her and her wings slowly flexing outward as they stiffened. Her eyes were locked on the prize between Applebloom's hind legs.

"Oh your pie looks really sweet, Hoo!" Scootaloo leaned forward slowly, her nose coming within inches of Applebloom's tiny slit and taking a deep breath of her scent, breathing back warmly against her.

"Hay now!" Applebloom complained, blushing bright red at the feeling of warmth against her, "What's wif tha butt sniffin?"

"Oh baby you are so innocent," said Scootaloo, "We're gonna have to fix that. HooAh! Now just relax..."

Scootaloo pried Applebloom's legs apart a bit more, taking another deep breath before leaning close. She ran her tongue across the inside of Applebloom's thigh, then continued to lap, slowly closing the distance to the soft little pussy.

"Yer gettin a bit close to my wee wee there," Applebloom was blushing from head to tail now, her legs slowly closing only to be coaxed back open by Scootaloo's fore hooves.

"That's the idea baby," Scootaloo purred and finally reaching out her tongue to slide it in a circle around the young slit, pulling it back into her mouth and rolling her eyes back at the taste.

"But... I pee from thar..." said Applebloom, "S-stop it..."

"Not to worry, my Apple Pie," said Scootaloo as she licked her lips again, "I'm gonna show you something else you can do from there."

"This is a strange ritual," Thrackerzod spoke up, "Do all ponies do this sort of thing in private?"

"You betcha," said Scootaloo, "And you can bet your sweet marshmallow flank that I'mma cummin for you next. Hoo!"

Scootaloo finally went for the gold. She ran her tongue from Applebloom's tight little tail hole up to her slit, then across her sensitive lips and swirled around her clit. Applebloom took a deep breath, pulling her hind legs together again, though that just hugged them tightly around Scootaloo's head. The pint-sized slut ran her tongue back down, lapping firmly against Applebloom's underage cunt, each lap gliding more deeply into her new friend's nethers. She pushed her muzzle against Applebloom firmly, nuzzling against her labia and pushing her tongue inside, scraping the warm muscle against Applebloom's virginity and rolling her eyes back at the taste.

Applebloom didn't complain by this point, mainly because she was so confused, but she definitely started to see how Scootaloo said it would be fun. She wasn't sure if what she was feeling was 'fun', but it sure felt good. A light little moan escaped Applebloom's lips and she arched her back, pushing her hips upwards into Scootaloo's affections.

"D-don't stop..." Applebloom panted, but there was no chance of it stopping, "W-wow..."

Thrackerzod peered at the couple, her eyes narrowing. She leaned over to get a better look at Scootaloo lapping away at Applebloom's precious little pussy, Applebloom's hips starting to press upwards into the licking. She then looked back over to Scootaloo's behind, hips rotating excitedly in mid air and tail still flagged up high. Her own not-so-virgin slit was visible, glistening with wetness.

Deciding that she didn't want to seem like the odd pony, Thrackerzod padded over behind Scootaloo on the bed. She sat on her haunches behind her, leaning forward to sniff curiously several times, then placed her front hooves about Scootaloo's flanks. The pegaslut immediately spread out her hind legs and braced them against the bed, pushing her rump back for Thrackerzod without question.

"Oh I love it when a filly takes initiative, Hoo!" Scootaloo ceased licking long enough to speak and then went back to digging in.

Thrackerzod leaned down to look between Scootaloo's legs to see how she was doing things, watching her as she literally french kissed Applebloom's pussy, twisting her head from side to side. Thrackerzod gripped Scoot's behind firmly and pressed her muzzle against her slit. She licked deeply, then scrunched up her face at the taste. A small bit of white goo leaked out, the taste of some male's recent seed mixing thickly with Scootaloo's own. Despite this, she kissed it, Scootaloo's labia spreading far more easily than Applebloom's and allowing her to lap deeply.

Meanwhile Applebloom was getting into her first cunt licking, both forehooves now on Scootaloo's head, pushing her against her crotch as her hips thrust against Scootaloo's face. She moaned again, her movements moving faster as Scootaloo dug in, her nose rubbing hard against Applebloom's clit as she continued to lap. As Thrackerzod dug in so eagerly into her pussy, Scootaloo moaned out as well, sending sweet little vibrations up through Applebloom's plot. Applebloom's tunnel was clenching harder with each lap and thrust now, sending her obliviously towards her first climax.

Thrackerzod paused from time to time to glance through at what Scootaloo was doing, returning to grind her chin against Scootaloo's clit as she made out hotly with her slit. Curious at how deeply her tongue could go, she moved her forehooves to either side of the pegasus' slit, pulling outwards to spread out her labia so she could press deeper. Her eyes widened as she was able to slip a good deal of her muzzle into Scootaloo's well-used pussy, lapping even deeper and causing the pegaslut to race towards her own hot release.

Being the hair-trigger that she was, Scootaloo managed to get off first. Her slippery little tunnel clenched hard against Thrackerzod, her insides convulsing as thick goo splattered back into Thrackerzod's face. Thrackerzod grunted, pulling her face back and clenching her eyes shut, her muzzle and face suddenly dripping with Scootaloo's thick cunt juice. She resisted the urge to spit, swallowing a mouthful of goo instead and forcing it to stay down. She leaned down and wiped her face against Applebloom's blanket.

"Ponies are such disgusting creatures," Thrackerzod murmured under her breath.

Meanwhile Scootaloo squealed blissfully as her pussy exploded, her whole body shaking and wings practically pulsing with stiffness. She pushed her muzzle harder against Applebloom to muffled her moan, sending the sweet vibrations through the virgin pussy instead. Applebloom rolled her eyes back, her own body shuddering, legs kicking outward as her first orgasm ripped through her body. Applebloom let out a not-so-muffled squeal, rattling the whole room. Not prepared at all, it hit her like a truck and left her whole body shaking violently and sweet juice splattering all over Scootaloo's face. Scootaloo opened her muzzle wide, guzzling down as much of the fluid as she could before pulling her head back with a grin.

"I'm so glad I met you two," Scootaloo panted as she staggered back and sat back on her haunches, "And now for the little marshmallow-"

"Applebloom!?" Applejack called from outside, having heard Applebloom's squeal, "What's goin' on in thar? Why's yer door locked?"

"My sister!" Applebloom still had no idea what had just occurred, but somehow she sensed that she shouldn't let Applejack find out.

"Aw man, somebody's always busting in at the wrong time," said Scootaloo, "Quick act casual, my lovely fruit pies."

"What is happening now?" Thrackerzod demanded.

Scootaloo tugged Thrackerzod next to her, sitting themselves down in front of the wet places on the bed. Applebloom went wide eyed as Scootaloo motioned for her to open the door.

"Uh, I'm comin' sis!" Applebloom called out, trying hard to calm her breathing. She walked up to the door, unlatching and opening it up, "Uh, hi sis."

Applejack stepped through the door, peering around the room, her eyes falling on Scootaloo and Thrackerzod, "Ya found yerself new friends? What was all the fuss about?"

"Oh um, this is Thrackerzod and Scootaloo, they were... tickling me," said Appleboom, "Just harmless ticklin. Ah musta locked the door on accident."

"That's right, AppleSis," said Scootaloo, "I wouldn't harm a hair on her beautiful red head."

"I too am guilty of performing the tickling ritual," luckily Thrackerzod got the idea.

"I um, okay?" Applejack arched her eyebrow at the two on the bed, but nodded, "Well okay, ya'll three play nice." Hesitantly, she shut the door.

"Phew, that was close baby," said Scootaloo, "Don't worry, we'll find a nice private place for lovin' later on."

"What was it close to?" asked Thrackerzod, "I still have no idea what is going on."