Sweetie Belles Lesson

by wofy01

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance
Length: 2294

hey guys, so this is my first fanfic, i had this in my head for a while, even drafted it to other bronies, but now i made an account, so here it goes... basically sweetie belle walks in on her big sister doing... things

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-12-07 00:23:10 UTC

Reveals

Sweetie Belle met up with her friends at the Crusaders treehouse...

The trio discussed what they usually do but Sweetie refrained from mentioning some of the events that took place that morning at her house. Eventually the fillies heard hooves clambering up the ladder. "Why I wonder who that could be..." Applebloom said innocently "It better not be those colts from class!" Scootaloo says with frustration in her eyes. Sweetie remained silent having the idea who it was. An elegant white mare with the most perfectly groomed tail and mane appeared in the doorway "Hello girls... Um, Sweetie Belle, we need to go... dinner is ready..." The fillies looked at Rarity "BYE SWEETIE!" the other two girls shouted obnoxiously, then giggling at their outburst. Sweetie Belle blushes as she walks out behind Rarity...

The two get home and they walk through the door. Sweetie Belle walks to the kitchen table where she sees left-overs from last nights dinner. Typically a complaint would be given by Sweetie Belle, followed by a half-ass excuse by Rarity, but the room was filled with an awkward feeling... The kind you get when you see something you weren't supposed to with your older sibling doing it...

"Sit" Rarity utters in a subtle but demanding tone. Sweetie does as requested. Rarity sits at her plate and starts eating ignoring her sister. Once Rarity had finished she then looked up with dead misplaced eyes at Sweetie... "Sweetie Belle...'' Sweeties eyes remained at her plate shamefully just as her small adorable perfect and irresistable lips, slightly messy  and covered with salyva from her left-overs she was devouring before, remained sealed.

"What were you doing..." Rarity asks in less of a question, more a scolding dark statement. "R-Rarity... I was just going to see the crusaders and-and..." Sweetie murmurs quietly remembering what she had seen, then trailing off with an intimidated glance. "What did we say about knocking!" Rarity shouts across the table, she stomps her hooves down for emphasis and shakes the table. Sweetie Belle then starts to quake in fear "R-Rarity... who was that on the screen". Rarity refuses to answer, her eyes set ablaze. "Shut up Sweetie Belle!" she stomps her hooves again... "Well? W-Was it a mare? Are you, kinda-a little... ya know, one of those, like.... well kinda..." Sweetie stammers the words not coming to her.

"OF COURSE I'M A LESPONY!" Rarity screams. Sweetie Belle stares at her sisters distress. "I-It's okay Rarity, I understand..." she says taken back by the news.

Learning

"Oh?! Oh really Sweetie Belle?! You understand?! YOU THINK YOU BUCKING UNDERSTAND?!" Rarity screams as she flings her head up revealing the mascara running down her face and cheeks. Sweetie recoiled a bit, but she was used to Rarity's over the top outbursts so her sisters wail didn't effect her that much. "Rarity... let's calm down... its gonna be okay... I mean obviously your not alone... Other ponies find great interest in their same gender, so you're okay... Everything is okay..." Sweetie walked over to the the other side of the table and gently but hesitantly puts a hoof on her sisters back. Rarity sniffles a bit and turns to look at Sweetie "It's not good Sweetie Belle... oh darling I'm sorry I shouted, but there aren't many out there who see as I do... I just want somepony, so badly" her voice quivers as she prepares to breakdown again. "Rarity, if its any consolation, I kinda have wondered about... stuff, too... I mean colts don't exactly have what it needs for us... or cushy plot, but I don't like those thoughts... It feels bad... but now that you do it, would it be okay?" Sweetie says very cautiously with no small amount of confusion on same-sex relationships. "Oh Sweetie," Rarity says with pity in her voice while the makeup ceases to run, "Please, there is nothing wrong with liking what you like! A filly should always know their taste, no matter how bizarre." Rarity gives one last sniffle before standing up from her chair as if to move on. She of all ponies was known to dash through her mood swings. "Now... I must know... My darling sister, my sweet innocent sister... Are you truly curious? Of liking what you like? Because I will teach you what it means... You know I will teach you..." She now raises a confident yet suspicious eyebrow at Sweetie Belle. "Y-Yes... Rarity, I would like to be taught... Just to see what it will be like, but how are we gonna do that?" Sweetie says maintaining her quickly dwindling innocence through Rarity's obvious yet subtle sexual advance. "Hhmm. I think your big sister will work something out... Follow..." Rarity heads out of the kitchen with her nose held high, clearly pleased that she will now be in control should her plan work out for the night. Sweetie follows her sister, while doing so she could not help but notice the delectable smell emitting from Rarity. This stench was very familiar, but for some reason, on this particular night it stood out. Sweetie Belle couldn't recognize this sense picking up in her, so she wrote it off as just her nose playing tricks with her. Though she had this undoubted sense in the back of her mind that tonight of all the crazy nights her and Rarity had spent living in Ponyville, this one was gonna be the most... engaging. That was the word Sweetie had been searching for just as they arrived to Rarity's room.  "Ok... Sweetie Belle I need you to wait here... Please" Rarity pleads to the small slender and perfectly tight filly behind her. "Where are you going?" Sweetie asks, "To uhm-... Freshen up a bit, yes, darling if we are to do this properly, we will need to be formal. I want you to have the full experience of what it means to be with a mare. Or at least one that will treat you correctly." Rarity says about to head off. Just as she is about to turn to her bathroom, Sweetie stopped her "W-Wait, Rarity, 'what do you mean to be with a mare?'" Rarity simply looked down and frowned at her sisters ignorance. "Sweetie Belle, just sometimes you have to... ugh never mind, just wait here, do not move." Rarity vanishes into her bathroom. Sweetie remains in her position then looks guiltily down at her hooves. "What could Rarity be doing... I just... Wow... she smelled nice..." Sweetie Belles feelings mixed and contorted inside her.

Eventually Rarity had returned, the scent had then flooded the room and Sweetie was once again enticed. But wait, there was something different about the brilliant white mare presented in front of Sweetie Belles curious and begging eyes. The mascara that had once been smeared and running down Rarity's cheeks was now gone, and replaced by a fresher, bolder cover making her eyes flair. Also there was this curious type of article on Rarity's full yet sleek body. Closer analysis by Sweetie Belle proved it be a corset... 'Why is she-? T-There is no reason to be dressed like this, has she gone insane?' the small white adorable pony could only think to herself, too intimidated and flustered by Rarity's sexual output.

The innocence was being pulled out of her strand by strand, just as Rarity had envisioned as the perfect lespony incest...

Session with Rarity

Rarity grinned and lowered the top of her eyelids in one of her very practiced seductive glares...

"Now Sweetie Belle, listen to me carefully. What we are about to do would benefit the both of us very well if it were to remain secret. Otherwise someponies will get the wrong impression of us... Do you understand?" Before Sweeties young filly mind could process Rarity's words, the magnificent mares eyes blinked and fluttered upward in a cutsie innocent fashion breaking her sexual over tone. "Now I can't force you to do anything darling, I'm just saying, this is may not be something to boast about..." Rarity's eyes floated back to her sisters, as if asking for any comprehension. "What are we about to do Rarity?" Sweetie Belles lips could not stop quivering. The little she knew about sex, included that it was necessary for a foal to be conceived, but not much more. So why would Rarity be fronting her utmost sexual side as if to commit such an act? To Sweetie Belle, none of this should be happening. Did Rarity want a baby? Then why her? Why her sister? The reasoning continued to cloud Sweeties mind, 'Could two mares make a baby?' she would not stop pondering the thought. Fortunately, the awkward thinking was interrupted, but by one of the most unimaginable actions in Sweeties life. While juggling her thoughts and emotions about the mysterious fling that was Sex, Rarity had once again dropped her eyes and stepped to Sweetie. Only she had not noticed until Rarity's lips interlocked and partially encompassed hers. Sweeties eyes widened drastically and her pupils shrank to dark specks as she felt Rarity's tongue swish and suckle, picking up all of her saliva and tasting the delicious sweetness. Sweetie Belle pulled away from her sister, leaving Rarity barren without any comfort or pleasure to reside in the fillies mouth. "R-Rarity?! H-How could you-? What were you-?" Sweetie tried and find the words to interrogate her sisters behavior. The elegant mare cocked her head in a bit of shock and defense, though it was quickly shaken as she smirked to the strand of mixed juicy spit the two had produced in each others mouth, dangled from her sisters bottom lip. Sweetie Belle stood and her eye began to twitch in disbelief of how coy and humorous Rarity was being. "Oh please deary... that was just a little warm up peck, you should always get a taste of your partner, just to see if its right... Hopefully the taste was familiar to you as it was to me...." Rarity grinned and slowly walked to Sweetie, getting cocky as she somehow found victory in acknowledging incest hoping to comfort her sister... In her own special, lespony way.... When reaching her sister, she placed the side of her muzzle ever so slightly to her cheek, Sweetie didn't object, but was very weirded out. Panic arose in the filly, but was also fought with something else... Passion, lust, and of course, Rarity's body. The power of her comforting snuggle on her sisters cheek was enough to force the curiosities out of Sweetie Belle. Rarity quickly puckered her lips and shifted her mouth further to Sweeties cheek, then she felt the fur rest into her mouth as she sucked, making a slight smacking noise, then in a heartbeat ending the kiss only to go back to the snuggle smearing her spit onto her cheek while rubbing it with Sweeties. Sweetie let out a long lusting groan for Rarity, wanting more love and forgetting all notions of right and wrong, good and bad, and inbreeding... "Awwww...mmmnnuuhhmm..." Sweetie Belle fidgets in Rarity's embrace. The striking mare pulls away from her small sisters frame, "Sweetie Belle..." the filly looks up "Rarity?" The two ponies eyes catch each other and a spark shoots between them. There had been few ponies Rarity truly felt for, let alone slept with. But now she understood, her sister would provide the perfect chemistry, who else could truly give love then her flesh and blood. A similar feeling over-brushed Sweetie as well, the two then interlocked hoof-and-shoulder to Rarity's bed...

Sweeties Pleasure

Sweetie carefully places her hooves onto the edge of the quality mattress. She looks back, eyes sparkling as ever, but filled with more lust and curiosity

Discoveries

One bright shining day in Ponyville, Sweetie Belle awakens in her sisters house...

"Ah, a perfect day... I can't wait to go and share it with the other crusaders!" Sweetie bounds out of bed and heads through her bedroom door, horn held high. "hhmm, I should tell Rarity before I go..." She thinks to herself. The young filly then goes to her sisters room. Strange noises emit through the door...

"Oh great... I hope Rarity didn't have another 'sleepover' again..." she gags to herself. But then, a familiar voice is heard from the bedroom. "Oh Rarity!" A meek and squeaky voice quips up, but the voice is more like an echo and a sort of static. Sweetie Belle then hears her sister say in a silky voice "Mhhmnnn, yes darling... You're all for me aren't you?". Sweetie Belles rears back from the door, "W-Was Rarity talking to...." her eyelids widen coming to a conclusion of who the other pony in the room could be. Without even knocking the small filly turns the surprisingly unlocked door and peers through... She sees her sister, her hind hooves in the air exposing herself, in front of her laptop (Sweetie saved up and got it as a gift to help Rarity with the dimensions in the dresses she made). The familiar face of a yellow mare was on the screen, drooling at the sight of Rarity. The pony on screen noticed Sweetie Belles entrance, in response, she squeaked and bolted from her webcam. "Fluttershy?! Where did you go deary?" Rarity says into her laptop. She looks behind her to see what had caused her partner to flee. She turned around to see Sweetie Belle, mouth gaping. Rarity sprints into her bathroom gasping for air from her tears at the finding of her sister watching her 'performance' to Fluttershy. Sweetie stumbles out of the room.

Sweetie darts out the front door into town...

"ok... ok... Just need to clear my head... What the buck did I just see?" she mutters to herself.