Carrot Top and Derpy had been living together in the rural town of Ponyville for about two years now. They had both wanted to lease a quaint house in a nice quiet suburb, but neither had had the funds to do it on their own. Carrot had been wary at first, about her potential roommate’s clumsy poise and general absentmindedness, but Derpy had proved her wrong, holding down a job with a steady income, and always paying her share of the rent on time. Such was the completely unremarkable story of two people who lived together, and were just acquaintances, nothing more.
That’s what Carrot Top told herself. Sure, there were moments, that, if taken out of context, might appear to be a compromising position, like the times Derpy tripped and fell on top of Carrot, practically smothering the greengrocer with her F-cup cantaloupes. Or the times when she would forget to grab a towel or bathrobe before getting in the shower, and be forced to scurry to the linen closet, with no concern about covering her modesty, her golden hair dripping wet, her supple skin glistening with water droplets, her breasts bouncing mesmerisingly with each stride. But those incidents didn’t make Carrot Top feel anything, except she’d concede, a little envious of her roommate's figure.
In fact, today was going to be an especially good day, and part of the reason was the she was home by herself, with no Derpy. It was a beautiful summer day in Ponyville, not too hot, not too cold, and not a cloud in the sky. Carrot Top had taken a day off of work, and indulged on an expensive bottle of tanning oil. She had dug her tanning mirror out of the back of the closet, and changed into her favorite two-piece bikini. Technically, it was two different suits; a snug green top that pushed up her B-cups flatteringly, and an orange thong that framed her butt agreeably, but they both looked so good on her. Though, depending how adventurous she was feeling, she might not need it after all. Everything was perfect for a relaxing day of sunbathing.
“Hiiiii Carrot top!”
Carrot Top nearly jumped out of her skin at the high-pitched chipper voice of the roommate, who was supposed to be at work all day. “Derpy? What are… what are you doing home?”
“The bakery’s getting fumigated today, it completely slipped my mind,” she said, tapping her head playfully.
“Would’ve been nice to know that.” Out loud she said, “No worries, just stay out of the backyard for now.” Derpy may not have had a problem being seen naked, but Carrot wasn’t quite there yet.
“Ooh, is this your tanning oil?” inquired Derpy, eyeing the bottle on the high shelf. Carrot figured that putting it as far from the floor as possible would protect it from an unfortunate accident.
“Yeah, I wanted to treat myself. Be careful with that ok? It’s expensive.”
“Of course! I’m always caref- EEE!” Derpy’s rack bumped against the underside of the shelf, jostling everything on it, including the bottle. Before she had time to react, it toppled sideways, knocking off its own cap, and spilling its contents into her cleavage. “That’s c-cold!”
“Oh, no, no no!!!” whined Carrot Top, grabbing and examining the bottle in vain hope of finding even one drop still remaining. “Derpy…” she sighed.
“I’m so sorry, Carrot Top!” whimpered Derpy, “I’ll go buy you some more, right now!”
Carrot buried her face in her hands. “You can’t. The Botique’s closed on Tuesdays.”
“O-oh.” Carrot was sure that Derpy felt terrible, but in her state of fuming, she couldn’t bring herself to reassure her roommate that everything was ok, or even look her in the eye.
“Just forget it, ok? I’ll find something else to do today.”
“But there’s got to be something I can do to fix this.”
Carrot Top was trying really hard not to be harsh, but she’d reached her breaking point. “Look Derpy, unless you can somehow guarantee me a cloudless sky on my next day off, I don’t think there’s any way you could make it up to me.”
Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in Derpy’s head. “Wait a minute Carrot Top, there is a way!”
“How? Can you control the weather?”
“No, silly. I can rub you with my boobs!”
Carrot Top face-faulted, babbling incoherently. After a minute, she regained composure, and picked herself up. “Derpy, why on earth would you do that?”
“Well,” she said evenly, cupping her large breasts over her drenched grey shirt that now clung to them “most of the oil got on my chest, so instead of letting it go to waste, I’ll just put it back on you.” Derpy beamed, looking quite proud of herself for the idea.
“No, it’s fine, you don’t have to” said Carrot dismissively, trying to ignore that Derpy's nipples were now tenting under her shirt.
“But I want to,” insisted Derpy, “I ruined your day, and I want to fix it. Please?” Derpy looked at at her with sad, golden eyes. Carrot Top had never really thought before just what a cute face Derpy had. Or how her plucky determination and bright smile made Carrot Top feel safe and comforted on bad days. Or just how badly she wanted to have Depry, buck naked with her oiled-up body pressed against her own supple flesh. She got a nosebleed for a moment, and it wasn’t because of the faceplant.
“Ok, if you’re sure you really want to do this…”
“I’m really sure that I really, really want to do this!”
Carrot Top took a deep breath. “All right.””
“Yayyy!” cheered Derpy, grabbing Carrot Top‘s hand with both of hers, and leading her out into the backyard.
“So.. should I just lie down on the chair?” she asked uncertainly, looking at the white plastic lounge chair she had set up.
“Aren’t you going to take these off?” asked Derpy, tugging at Carrot Top’s top and bottoms. Carrot blushed a bright shade of red
“I...no, I’d rather keep it on.”
“Come on, you don’t want tan lines," she said encouragingly. Carrot turned away and said something inaudible. Derpy blinked. “Oh, are you feeling shy? Well don’t be. Here, I’ll go first.” Derpy bent down and stripped off her short shorts and panties, giving Carrot Top an eyeful of cleavage. Then, she peeled off her wet shirt, letting her incredible breasts bounce free, and revealing her beautiful body in all its naked glory. Carrot Top drank it all in, every flawless inch of her roommate’s exposed flesh. Very soon, she would be getting up close and personal with it. Fueled by the fire burning inside her, Carrot Top quickly discarded both pieces of her bathing suit, leaving her completely exposed to Derpy for the first time.
Ooh, your freckles are so cute!” squealed Derpy.
“Th-thanks.” said Carrot Top. The compliment made her blush, but it gave her confidence to not instinctively cover herself.
“Now you can lie on the chair, face down.” instructed Derpy.
Carrot laid herself down, shivering slightly as the white plastic rubbed up against her skin. She craned her neck and stole one more glance at Derpy, before the chesty girl climbed onto the chair, straddling her. Presently, Carrot Top felt Derpy’s thighs rubbing against her hips. Moments later, she felt the unmistakable feel of two sensually soft breasts pressed against her back. The oil was a little cold, but that barely bothered her. She breathed heavily as Derpy began rubbing up and down her back, her melons touching every contour and curve. When Derpy’s nipples rubbed against her shoulder blades, she gave a sharp gasp.
“Is everything ok?” asked Derpy concernedly, stopping suddenly.
“Mmmhm,” said Carrot Top, unable to form words, but in her head crying out for Derpy to continue.
“Okey-dokey!” Derpy moved down to Carrot Top’s lower half. She rubbed her breasts all over Carrot’s butt, making faint slapping noises as their soft flesh collided. In between waves of pleasure, Carrot wondered if Derpy’s boobs were bigger than her ass. Judging from feel alone, it was certainly a close call. Derpy positioned herself so that one of the Carrot Top’s slender legs was between her breasts - they were plenty big enough to engulf it - and proceeded to rub up and down. Carrot had to steady herself to stop from reflexively kicking at the new sensation that simultaneously felt amazing, and tickled a little, especially near her feet. It was only when Derpy stopped to switch to the other leg that she noticed how every stroke from Derpy’s assets sent heat coursing through her lower body, radiating up to her loins. She could feel herself getting dangerously close to an orgasm. Despite her best efforts, several moans of pleasure escaped her. If Derpy kept going like this she was sure to…
“Um, Carrot?” In her state, Carrot hadn’t noticed when Depry stopped rubbing. She feared the worst,
“Oh, Derpy, did I make you uncomfortable? I’m so sorry, look you’ve made it up to me more than enough, so if…”
“No, it’s not that.” said Derpy, and to Carrot Top’s relief, she still had the usual unwavering cheerful bounce to her voice, “I just need you to flip over.” Carrot top obliged, and found herself face-to-face with Derpy, her breasts still covered with plenty of oil, shimmering in the sunlight. She couldn’t help but gawk at how alluringly they jiggled as Derpy adjusted herself. Her heart was beating out of her chest as Derpy lowered herself to continue the titty massage from heaven. Now able to see Derpy’s hot naked body while she worked, Carrot Top’s arousal increased tenfold. Derpy glided her breasts across Carrot Top’s legs, and Carrot marvelled at the way they felt so firm, yet moulded like putty against her calves and thighs. Next, she mashed her boobs against Carrot's flat stomach, and so slender was it that they spilled over slightly. Using long limber strokes, Derpy went all the way from Carrot's waist to her shoulders in one continuous movement, still coating Carrot Top's pale skin in oil, her butt thrusting alluringly into the air with each rub
"Oh, Celestia, yes" murmured Carrot Top as Derpy's amazing orbs brushed agianst her own perky breasts and rock-hard nipples. It was crystal clear that Derpy was moments away from inadvertently giving her the hottest, kinkiest orgasm she'd ever had in her life. But Derpy didn't waver for even a second, she remained focused as a laser-guided missile with one goal; rub every inch of Carrot Top's naked body with her enormous incredible breasts. Finally, Carrot Top could take no more. She palmed Derpy's knockers and squeezed them as tenderly as she could control herself to, as her climax finally came.
“Unnnnnnh!” she moaned, twitching violently as her pussy erupted with love juices. Every muscle in her body went slack, and her arms dropped to her side. Derpy, with her muscles exhausted, decided to take a quick breather, and lowered herself so that her head rested against Carrot's shoulder. Neither of them noticed that their lounge chair taken a real beating from their sensual sunbathing session. The chair, unlike the oil, was a cheap off-brand from a big box store, and was already straining under the weight of two people. Now, Carrot’s orgasmic convulsions finally made it give out in earnest. The leg braces collapsed, and the front section folded in on itself, pinning Derpy on top of Carrot Top, their bodies forcefully pressed against each other.
“Don’t worry Carrot, I think I can reach the seat-adjustment lever,” said Derpy. She grasped for it, but found it was just out of reach, “ok, no problem, I just have to get a little.. bit … closer” she grunted and strained as she tried futilely to extend her arm further. Carrot’s vision was still glazed over, but she felt around for the lever, and found she could easily reach it from her position. It was then she became aware of Derpy’s squirming, which caused her breasts and pussy to grind against Carrot’s. With as clear a mind as she could muster, Carrot Top weighed her options. On the one hand, she was on cloud nine with Derpy’s perfect body rubbing intimately against her sensitive flesh. On the other, her pale complexion was starting to become a concern, and she had to ask herself if getting sunburned was worth it. While she was making up her mind, Derpy became tired out, and gave up on trying to free them. Carrot Top could feel Derpy’s bosoms heaving up and down as the busty girl breathed heavily.
“Yeah. Totally worth it.”
