Sitting up on her bed, Sweetie Belle let out a moan as she lifted her arms and stretched her back. She let out a sigh, her arms coming down and her gaze looking at nothing in particular as her brain gave her a short summary of the events of the day before. It didn’t take long for her cheeks to gain some color an her lips to form a giddy smile. She dropped back on her bed, laying on her stomach a burying her face on her pillow as she squealed in delight.

Yesterday had been an amazing day. She had the performance of her life during the party, managing to catch the eye of some big ponies that had attended. One in particular had given her his contact card. It was from one of the biggest records of Canterlot. That had been great. But it was far from the best part of the day.

‘I… I kissed her…’ Sweetie thought happily as she replayed the events of last night, but that happiness slowly subsided. She turned to lay on her back as she looked up at the ceiling. ‘I finally kissed Rarity… not how I had dreamed it would happen… but I did it.’

Four years. Four long years since Sweetie had realized that the feelings she had for her sister were a little different. Whenever Rarity hugged her or gave her a little peck, Sweetie couldn’t help but yearn for more. For things to be a bit more deep and passionate. She wanted for their relationship to turn into something more special than just that of sisters.

The kiss she had stolen from Rarity would have to do as there was no chance for more than that ever happening.

Sweetie Belle frowned. Now that she thought about it, Sweetie wasn’t happy with her actions last night. She had practically taken advantage of Rarity’s state of inebriation to fulfill one of her many desires.

‘But it would have never happened if I hadn’t taken that opportunity. Rarity just… she would never look my way.’

She sighed. No use regretting it now. The only thing left to do was to cherish the memory. She would forever remember the warm feeling of Rarity’s body against her own. She would remember the touch of her Rarity’s lips against her own, and the electrifying sensation that coursed her body at that moment.

‘But I sure wish I can forget the strong smell of alcohol. Rarity drank way too much.’ She thought, laughing lightly. That wasn’t true. She would remember every last one of the details forever.

Turning her head and looking at the clock on the wall, Sweetie decided that it was time to get out of bed. She could get an early start and make a nice breakfast for Rarity. She should also have a glass of water and a bit of coffee to help Rarity with what was sure to be a huge hangover.

Pushing herself up and not bothering to change her shorts and loose shirt, Sweetie walked out of the room and towards the first floor as she hummed the song she had sung yesterday. ‘I’ll make sure to tell Rarity all about it later. She’ll be so happy for me.’ She thought as she entered the kitchen.

Sweetie Belle managed to steps before halting her advance as she was surprised to find the room hadn’t been unoccupied.

Right there, on the table in the middle of the kitchen sat the most beautiful mare of Equestria. The one who was capable of making her feel at ease with only her voice. The mare that made everything look more dazzling and special.

The white mare was wearing a purple robe, sitting with her back to the entrance, and her hands cradling what Sweetie could only guess was a cup of coffee. Sweetie was a little sad at not being able to tend her sister, but remained motivated as she also noticed that rarity hadn’t made breakfast yet, so she could still prepare something delicious for Rarity… Something that would make her sister flash her that smile that always made her heart skip a beat.

“Good morning, Rarity!” Sweetie Happily greeted as she made her way to the stove.

Rarity jumped slightly, looking at Sweetie for a few seconds before looking back at her coffee. “Morning,” came the barely hearable answer.

Sweetie looked at her sister with a lifted brow, but didn’t gave it to much importance. Rarity has most likely a hangover after all.

“So… How was Spike’s party yesterday?” She asked as she pulled out a pan from under the sink.

“It was nice.”

Sweetie Belle waited a moment for her sister to elaborate more on this, but after the silence continued for several seconds, she decided to continue the conversation herself.

“That’s great. Wish I had been there to greet Spike, but if I had been there then I would have missed something amazing yesterday!” Sweetie said excitedly, keeping quiet immediately after so Rarity could ask her about that “something amazing”.

Sweetie looked back over her shoulder, her excitement slowly leaving her as she noticed the frown on Rarity’s face. She left what she was doing and sat in front of her sister.

“Rarity, is something the matter?” Sweetie asked worriedly. Rarity didn’t look up, deciding instead to look down and away from Sweetie Belle. Hangover or no, this behaviour was completely weird… and it was making Sweetie feel nervous.

“Rarity… Are you okay? If you aren’t feeling alright then I could–”

“Sweetie,” Rarity interrupted her. The older unicorn took a deep breath, placing her coffee on the table, but still refusing to look at Sweetie Belle. The seconds passed, but just before Sweetie could say something, Rarity continued.

“You should move out.”

“W-what? I-I don’t...” Sweetie trailed off, her voice barely above a whisper. ‘Move out? Does she mean that I… I have to… no...’

“Go back to live with mom and dad,” Rarity said, still not looking at her sister.

Sweetie stood up so quickly that she knocked back the chair. “Why?! I… I don’t understand!” Sweetie belle exclaimed, yet Rarity did not look at her. Sweetie felt a lump form in her throat. “Rarity! You… you want me to leave? Please, I just… I don’t know what’s going on. Where did this come from? I… What did I do?” She asked desperately.

‘She knows,’ came the thought to the front of her mind, but she pushed it away. Tears had started forming on the corner of her eyes.

“Rarity…”

Rarity balled her hands, still not looking up, then spoke in a low tone. “It would be better if you kept your distance from me.”

Sweetie Belle could feel her legs becoming weak, no longer able to support herself. She dropped to the floor, feeling lost to her surroundings, and a pressure over her chest.

‘She… she knows. She knows. She knows what I really feel for her.’ Tears ran down Sweeties cheek as that thought ran again and again in her mind. Rarity hadn’t been completely unconscious last night. She knew what happened. She knew about the kiss. She…

“If only I could tell you how much I love you…”

‘She heard me… She knows I’m in love with her and… She’s disgusted… She hates me… Rarity hates me…’

Sweetie couldn’t control herself. She lifted her hands to cover her face just before she began wailing. How had this happened? How had she ended up in this scenario? Her biggest fear. Her worst nightmare.

Why did she do it? Why had she done it. She had completely screwed up. She had been weak and now the cat was out of the bag. She should have just left her sister alone. That kiss costed her her sister. She would lose her forever.

It didn’t take long for a hand to land on Sweetie’s shoulder. “Sweetie.”

Sweetie looked up, and through teary eyes she saw her sister finally looking at her. She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Rarity’s legs.

“I’m sorry! I’m s-sorry!” Sweetie exclaimed, her face buried against Rarity’s navel. “Don’t h-hate me!”

“Sweetie!” Rarity exclaimed alarmed. “What… what are you–”

“I’m sorry. I won’t do it ever again, I promise. I’m sorry I kis-kissed you… I… I couldn’t… I’ll try to get over you… Just don’t push me away… I don’t know w-what I would do if y-you... I’ll stop this… this disgusting feelings...” She couldn’t keep talking, she just continued her wailing, holding for dear life to her sister, afraid that if she let go just a little she would never be able to hold her again.

The time passed, at least half an hour, with neither sister moving from their position. Sweetie’s cries were the only thing that could be heard, but those had gradually faded away. The young mare still clung to her sister, her grief still pouring out of her body, but not as loudly as before.

Sweetie felt a hand caressing her head, tempting her to look up. Rarity was looking down at her with what seemed to be a concerned expression.

“Rarity,” Sweetie started, her voice hoarse from all the crying. “Please–”

Rarity promptly shushed her, her hand not stopping it’s gentle movement on the younger unicorn’s head.

“Before you say anything else, I want you to tell me, as clearly as possible, what do you think of me… how do you feel about me.”

Sweetie didn’t was at lost at that request. She looked down, unsure of what to do. She was scared of openly stating her feelings, as it would be like twisting the knife.

But she did.

She strengthened her grip on Rarity’s robe as she spoke.

“I… You are the most wonderful and beautiful mare I know… and I couldn’t help it… I couldn’t help f-falling…” her hands trembled, but she pushed forward. “I couldn’t help falling in love with you! I’m sorry for turning out to be such a weirdo who–”

“That’s enough,” Rarity interrupted her gently. “I heard what I needed.” Lifting her hand from Sweetie’s head, she moved it to her little sister’s hand, forcing it to let go of the robe.

Sweetie closed her eyes and let out a choked sob and allowed her other hand to fall to her side, feeling defeated. She would let Rarity go… Keeping her hold onto her could only make things worse… After all, Rarity had told her to keep her distance.

A hand over her cheek surprised Sweetie Belle. The young mare unconsciously leaned against the warm touch, but felt afraid to open her eyes.

“I’m sorry, Sweetie. What I said earlier… forget it. Stay with me,” Rarity said, whipping a few tears with her thumb. “I didn’t know… I really didn’t know… And I made you go through a very bad moment because of that. I’ll make it up to you.”

Sweetie finally opened her eyes. Her sister's face was a mirror of her own, with tears flowing freely down Rarity’s cheeks.

“R-Rarity...?”

Rarity smiled warmly. “I love you too,” She said, bringing her face closer to Sweetie’s until their lips met.

Both mares moved from the kitchen to the living room, making themselves comfortable on the sofa. Rarity was sitting at one side of tit, while Sweetie lay on it, her head pleasantly resting on Rarity’s lap. The younger mare was enjoying the feeling of her sister running her fingers through her hair as they spoke.

“So… you really weren’t awake last night? You… you didn’t know I kissed you?”

Rarity shook her head. “No… I really wish I had been conscious at that moment. It would have saved us a lot of tears.”

Sweetie hummed. “Then… when you said that I should keep my distance from you… You didn’t mean it because...”

“No… I said it because of me. I… I have been having a hard time keeping my desires in check. I felt that it would have been a matter of time before I gave in and tried something on you that would just… ruin everything.”

Sweetie chuckled. “I know, right? Sometimes it was so hard to keep myself from spilling my feelings.” Sweetie sighed. “It was harder a few years ago, but it got easier to stay on control as time passed. It got harder again when I started living here full time, being able to see you wearing nothing but your underwear…” Sweetie Belle blushed and mumbled: “and a few times wearing nothing.”

Rarity smiled. “I must applaud your self control then. Seeing my beauty in full display and not acting on your more primal urges?”

Sweetie laughed. “It was extremely hard to stay on control.”

Rarity remained quiet… thoughtful for a fews seconds.

“So… A few years…? How long have you been feeling this way.”

Sweetie knitted her brows as she thought. “I think it’s been a little over four years.” Sweetie looked up at her sister, a small smile adorning her face. “I wish I had known you felt the same way. I could have confessed a long time ago.”

“…I think if you had asked me before, I might have reacted as bad as you feared. I… I just started to feel this way for you recently.”

Sweetie sat up, turning to face her sister. “Really? I… For how long have you been…”

“No more than a week.”

Sweetie’s eyes widened. “I… Wow, that… just one week…” Sweetie looked forward, biting her lower lip.

Rarity frowned as well, leaning against her sister and snaking an arm around her waist. “Hey… What’s wrong?”

“It’s just been one week… It’s… its such a small amount of time, isn’t it?” Sweetie started, wringing her hands. “I mean… it took me two months to finally understand that what I felt for you was more than just sister love… I… What if you…”

“You are afraid that what I feel might not turn out to be the same thing that you feel? That I might just realize this isn’t really what I want?”

Sweetie hesitated, but then nodded.

Rarity looked at her sister for a moment in complete silence.

The mare placed a hand on her little sister’s shoulder and gently pushed her until Sweetie Belle was lying against the sofa arm. Rarity then straddled Sweetie’s hips, cupped her face with both hands and kissed her. The kiss was simple, yet perfectly capable of conveying Rarity’s emotions to the younger mare. Sweetie didn’t hesitate, quickly returning the kiss with all the passion she could.

The kiss came to an end when Rarity pulled away. Her breath was labored and her face was flushed, just like her sister. “I’m a hundred percent sure that you are what I want.” She said, lowering her body to lay next to Sweetie. The younger mare moved a little so both of them could be more comfortable on the sofa. The older was on her side, with her arms wrapped around the younger one.

“Rarity?”

“Yes, Sweetie?”

“What… I… are we like, together now? You know, like a couple?”

Rarity moved a hand to brush a strand of hair off of Sweetie’s face before answering. “I don’t know… Is that what you want?”

Sweetie looked straight in her sisters eyes. “I have dreamed thousands of times with being able to call you mine, so I would have to be crazy if I said no.”

Rarity chuckled. “That’s good to hear, because that’s what I want too,” she said, pecking sweetie on the nose and holding her tighter.

“Cool… that’s cool…” Sweetie said as she smiled dumbly. “You know, right now I can’t stop thinking about a certain song.”

“Really? Which song.”

“Uhmm, I think I’ll just sing it to you.”

“Very well, I do love hearing you sing. Go ahead.”

Sweetie took a moment, breathing in and out a few times before starting.

‘Ooga-chaka Ooga-Ooga
Ooga-chaka Ooga-Ooga
Ooga-chaka Ooga–’

Rarity’s laughter interrupted Sweetie’s song.

“Oh Celestia! What kind of song is that? Or even better, why are you even thinking about a song like that right now?”

Sweetie also laughed, happy that she had been able to make her sister laugh. She quickly managed to compose herself, feigning annoyance as she scolded her sister. “Rarity, don’t interrupt. I didn’t even got to the actual lyric!”

“Sorry, sorry. I just…*chucke* I-I wasn’t expecting that,” she said, taking a deep breath to calm herself. Doing this made her notice something, prompting her to move her muzzle closer to Sweetie’s hair and inhaling deeply. She moved back and let out her breath. “Hmmm, you smell nice.”

“Really? But I haven’t showered yet, and after yesterday’s party I doubt I smell that good.”

Rarity hummed. “I like it… you smell like you.”

Sweetie looked at her sister with a lifted brow. “Thanks?”

Rarity just chuckled.

“Sooo… can I continue with the song?”

“Go ahead.”

“And don’t interrupt this time,” Sweetie warned before inhaling.

“I can't stop this feeling
Deep inside of me
Girl, you just don't realize
What you do to me”

“When you hold me
In your arms so tight
You let me know
Everything's all right”

“I'm hooked on a feeling
I'm high on believing
That you're in love with me”

“Lips are sweet as candy
It's taste stays on my mind
Girl, you got me thirsty
For another cup of wine”

“Got a bug from you, girl
But I don't need no cure
I just stay affecting
If I can for sure”

“All the good love
When we're all alone
Keep it up girl
Yeah, you turn me on”

I'm hook–’

Rarity interrupted again, this time by placing her hand on Sweetie’s cheek and forcing her to meet her gaze before claiming those perfect lips.

Sweetie accommodated herself so her body was now completely facing Rarity, her left arm snaking its way under Rarity’s side while placing the right hand on her sister’s hip.

Feeling courageous, Sweetie Belle poked her sister’s lips with her tongue, asking to be allowed entrance. Rarity didn’t waste a second in opening her mouth, surprising Sweetie by meeting her tongue halfway, a moan from both mares signaling the beginning of the little dance. To Sweetie It was quite obvious that Rarity’s technique far surpassed her own, but to the older mare, the way her sister did it was just perfect.

Sweetie moaned once again when the older mare’s left hand landed on her buttocks, happily caressing the round flesh. She decided to follow her sister’s example, moving her right hand downwards, traveling over the fabric of Rarity’s robe until there was no more. She was in direct contact with the warm and soft coat of Rarity’s thigh.

She wanted more, moving her hand upwards, slipping it under the fabric and making its way to Rarity’s rear. She could feel her own lust quickly building up as she noticed that her sister wasn’t wearing underwear. Her hand roamed the zone greedily, but she wanted more, she needed more of Rarity.

Both hands hastily found their way to the knot that kept Rarity’s robe in place. The task had turned out to be more difficult than she had expected, between her clumsy hands and Rarity’s tongue not letting her brain focus on the task, but she was slowly making progress. Sweetie felt a wave of excitement and anticipation when she finally managed to untangle both ends of the robe’s belt.

“No, stop.” Rarity said, breaking the kiss and sitting up, tying the belt again.

“W-what? Why?!” Sweetie asked desperately, worried that Rarity might have decided that she didn’t want to do it with her little sister after all.

Rarity got off the sofa, turned around and kissed Sweetie again, effectively dissolving her worries. She then took two steps towards the stairs before looking over her shoulder at Sweetie. “I don’t want our first time to be on a sofa. I’ll be waiting for you in my bedroom… that if you still want to continue,” she winked, resuming her walk upstairs as she swished her hips and her tail moving along.

Sweetie had stayed in place, enjoying the sensuous retreat of her sister until she was out of sight. Only when her sister had completely disappeared from view did Sweetie stood, giving chase after her sister.

“Oh Celestia…” Sweetie said, eyes widening and her mouth agape as she took in the delicious sight that greeted her.

Rarity was leaning on an arm, sitting on the middle of the bed with her robe nowhere to be seen. Sweetie Belle just gawked as her eyes roamed every single inch of her sister’s naked, ivory body, paying extra attention to those glorious, perfectly round white orbs that were Rarity’s breasts.

Rarity chuckled at her sister’s reaction. “Sweetie, darling. Wouldn’t you prefer to come here with me instead of just standing there?” She said with half lidded eyes as she drew circles with

Sweetie Belle merely nodding as she walked to the bed, finding a spot at the edge.

“Sweetie, you’re still gawking.”

Sweetie shook her head, blushing. “Sorry! It’s just…” Sweetie breathed in deeply, looking at her sister in the eyes. “Celestia, you are so beautiful.”

Rarity blushed as well, a small smile appearing on her face as she played with a curl of her mane. “Thank you. I do take work hard to take care of my body.”

“And it does show! You’ll have to excuse my Prench, but you are bucking hot.”

Rarity laughed merrily, seeing that her sister had gone back to just stare at her body. Igniting her horn, Rarity used a spell to levitate Sweetie Belle, surprising the young one and pulling her out of the trance. Rarity lay on the bed on her back, her arms extended as she lowered her sister over her.

Sweetie was stunned, not reacting until Rarity placed a hand behind her head and pulled her down for a kiss, one that prompted both mares to resume what they had started downstairs.

The eagerness returned to Sweetie, and with it the desire to have more of Rarity. She moved her hand, placing her palm on Rarity’s hip, and slowly sliding it upwards, over her sister ribs, causing her to shudder. Sweetie smiled, breaking the kiss and moving to rarity’s jawline, her hand continuing its journey to the base of Rarity’s voluptuous boob.

There was only one word that could describe that moment: Heavenly.

Rarity moaned at the feeling of her sisters ministrations.

Sweetie masaged the soft flesh as she continued kissing her sisters jaw and moving down to her neck, then to her collar bone and finally the sternum. She pulled back, taking a moment to look at Rarity’s hardened nipples as she licked her lips. Slowly, bringing her muzzle closer to the unoccupied tit, opening her mouth and extending her tongue, giving it a lick.

“Ooooh, Sweetie!” Rarity exclaimed, inhaling sharply as she ran her fingers through Sweetie’s mane. Her nipples had always been a sensitive spot for her, something that Sweetie quickly noticed.

Sweetie’s lips wrapped around it, tenderly suckling on it. Rarity’s moans increased in volume and frequency, encouraging Sweetie to continue the good work, while also significantly increasing her own arousal.

It was exhilarating, being the one responsible of making Rarity feel this way, hearing her produce such alluring noises. More… More! She wanted to hear more of Rarity… She wanted to feel more of Rarity!

Her free hand found its way to Rarity’s flat stomach, only touching the zone with the tip of her fingers, trailing down ever so slowly to Rarity’s mound, hesitating for just a second before going beyond that point.

Sweetie’s fingers made contact with Rarity’s wet, warm sex. She ran two fingers up and down the length of Rarity’s lips, lifting her head from her sister’s breast to look at the mare’s face. Rarity looked right back, with strands of mane covering her face, her eyes brimming with love and adoration. Sweetie’s hand continued its work on Rarity’s genitalia, as she paid extra attention to every little twitch and reaction on her sister’s face, she wouldn’t miss anything.

Sweetie Belle stopped the movements of her hand, the tips of her anular and middle finger right on Rarity’s entrance. She applied the slightest amount of pressure, plunging both digits deep inside her sister.

“Aaaaahhhh…” Rarity utters as her eyes closed and her back arched.

Sweetie waited a moment until her sister opened her eyes again, bringing a hand to Sweetie’s cheek and smiling.

The younger mare didn’t need more than that to start the moving her fingers. Ever so slowly, Sweetie pulled out, feeling the inner walls of Rarity contracting, begging the intruders to stay. She then pushed them inside once again, just as slow. She kept like this for a moment, occasionally curling her fingers inside her sister, trying to reach different parts. Her rhythm slowly gained momentum, pumping in and out faster and faster.

“Sweeeeeetieeeee!” Rarity moaned, shutting her eyes closed and wrapping her arms around Sweetie’s neck, bringing her down for a kiss. Sweetie didn’t let this stop her work, increasing her speed, feeling Rarity’s body trembling below her own. It was just a matter of time, just a little bit longer…

“AAAaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!” Rarity’s hold around Sweetie’s neck strengthened as her body convulsed. Sweetie kept moving her fingers inside her sisters pussy, but not as fast as before, continuing the stimulation in an attempt to prolong her orgasm.

Rarity enjoyed every second of it until the feeling slowly receded, letting her arms fall to her sides, laying on bed completely satisfied as she slowly breathed in and out. She felt her sister’s slender fingers pulling out of her, the weight of the bed shifting and a warm body resting right next to her. She opened her eyes and smiled right at the mare next to her.

“That… was… wonderful…” Rarity managed to say between breaths.

“Yeah…” Sweetie responded, just looking at Rarity… admiring her for who knew how long.

Rarity then sat up, turning her body towards Sweetie. She extended her a hand, and when Sweetie finally accepted it, Rarity pulled her up to a standing position. The older mare then moved her hands to the bottom of Sweetie’s shirt and started pulling it upwards.

“W-wait, Rarity,” Sweetie blushed, holding her shirt down with both hands. She had been really excited to bring pleasure to her sister, but being the one on the other end… It kind of scared her. A little part of that fear was due to her insecurities, not feeling that she was as beautiful as her sister, and the other part...

“Sweetie,” Rarity called, and Sweetie met her gaze. “Please. I want to see you.”

Sweetie looked away, giving a tiny nod as she lifted her arms. The shirt was off in a second, Sweetie Belle quickly covering her modest sized breasts with her hands.

Rarity placed a hand over Sweetie’s but made no attempt to remove it. From the corner of her eye, Sweetie managed to see a warm, caring smile on her sister’s face. She couldn’t help but let her hands fall to her sides, allowing a clear view of her boobs to her sister. “T-they aren’t as big as yours.”

Rarity placed a hand on Sweetie’s chin, turning her face to look at her. “They are beautiful. Nice shape, firm and I love the pink color.”

Red tinted Sweetie’s cheeks, a smile gracing her features. “Thank you.”

“Can I touch them?”

“Y-yeah.”

Rarity moved her hands to Sweetie’s chest, a hand cupping each boob. With her tongue, she began by touching gently the side, near the armpit, moving to the underboob, then continuing to the center of the chest.

“T-that…” Sweetie breathed deeply, shivering at the feeling. “That feels good.”

Rarity planted butterfly kisses on Sweetie chest before moving to repeat the process on the other boob. Drawing circles, she slowly made her way towards the areola, licking around the area until she made contact with the nipple, flicking it up and down a few times.

“Oh… wow. I can’t believe how good this feels…”

Rarity pulled back, looking at her sister. “Really? No pony has ever played like this with your boobs?”

“I…” Sweetie looked away, feeling a bit ashamed. “I have… I have never been with anypony.”

“I… Really? But… You were so assertive and… incredible just a moment earlier. I thought for sure you had a bit of experience. You… you never experimented with the other Cutie Marks Crusaders?”

“What? No! They are almost like family, that would just be weird.”

Both of them remained silent, with Rarity lifting a brow, looking incredulously at her sister. Sweetie Belle blushed brightly, perfectly knowing how ridiculous what she had just said had been considering the situation she currently found herself in.

“S-shut up!”

Rarity chuckled. “I haven’t said anything, darling.”

“But you are thinking it!” Sweetie said, covering her face, letting her body fall back on the matters. “It’s… it’s different with you, okay? You are… you’re the pony of my dreams,” she muffledly said through her hands.

Rarity took hold of one hand, removing it from Sweetie’s face, bringing it up to her muzzle and kissing each knuckle.

“And you are mine,” She said, letting the hand fall to the mattress as she returned both of her hands to the younger unicorns boobs, caressing the nipples with her thumbs for a short moment before dragging her palms down her sisters sides. She stopped at the edge of her sisters short, hooking four fingers inside her sister’s panties. “I really, really want to continue, but if you think you aren’t ready, then we can just leave things here.”

Sweetie shook her head. “No, I… I want this too.”

Rarity smiled, pulling on both the shorts and the underwear. The older unicorn didn’t rush, and neither did she take her time. She just slid the clothes down her sisters legs, focusing only on the garments, her heart beating faster and faster as she reached the tip of Sweetie’s hooves. She threw the clothes away, not caring where they landed, then took a moment to just look at her sister… appreciate the beauty in front of her.

Rarity placed her hands on her sisters knees, carefully pushing them open, happy to see there was no resistance at all. She leaned down, pressing her lips against her sisters knees, planting butterfly kisses as she made her way upwards. Rarity stopped at the upper part of Sweetie’s inner thigh, barely turning her head to look at the glistening lower lips. That was her mistake. She had planned to take her time, plant some more kisses on the other thigh before the main dish, but just a look at her sister’s cute pussy was all it took for her composure to crumble.

Rarity extended her tongue, and in a quick motion licked all the way from the bottom of the slit to the clitoris.

“Oh, Celestia!” Sweetie shouted, her thighs closing on Rarity’s head.

Rarity didn’t let that stop her. She adjusted herself, using both hands to get a hold on Sweetie’s legs. She dove her tongue deep in Sweetie’s humid cavern, moving it around to lick every as much as she could of her sister’s inner walls.

“Aaaaahhh, R-Rarity,” Sweetie moaned, her hips moving on their own, grinding her crotch against Rarity’s muzzle. Sweetie Belle whimpered when she felt her sister’s tongue leave her. “Nooo… don’t stop.”

Rarity licked her lips off her sisters juice. “Don’t worry, honey. I’m not going to. I just want to reach deeper,” She said, angling two digits towards her sister’s entrance and plunging them inside.”

“Ummmm, yes… Ohh, Rarity, I– AAaaahh!” Sweetie shouted, surprised by the sudden attention her clitoris was receiving. Rarity had began sucking on it as she worked her fingers in and out of Sweetie. “Aaaaahhh… R-raaarityyyyyyyy!!!!!!!”

Rarity smiled, sucking the little nub even harder, pushing her fingers deeper inside, loving the sound of Sweetie’s voice right now, loving that she was the one making her feel this way.

“R-rarity! I… i-it’s too…. too m-much! I caaaAAAAAHHH!!!!” Sweetie arched her back, her hand holding Rarity’s head in place, pressing her pussy on her face as she came.

As the intense feeling receded, Sweetie let go of her sister’s head, laying spread eagle, eyes closed as she panted heavily.

Rarity moved up, kissing her sister on the cheek, dropping next to her. She laid on her side, her head resting on one hand as she used the other to play with Sweetie’s mane. “I’m sorry darling. I wanted to take my time, make you enjoy it for longer, but I just couldn’t hold back.”

“It’s… it’s alright… ha… ha… It… It was amazing… Can we do it again later?”

Rarity chuckled. “Of course, my love.”

Sweetie smiled, turning her head and smiling at Rarity. “My love?”

Rarity placed her hand on Sweetie’s cheek. “My true love,” she said, leaning down and pressing her lips to her sister’s.

Author's Note

Oh boy, another year, another chapter.

But yeah, sorry this is taking so long. I'm kind of losing interest it the whole thing, but I don't want to leave this unfinished.

Hope you enjoyed it.

I had plans, man. Plans for this story, but I'll just skip a lot of those plans.

Next chapter will be the last chapter. And that chapter might also be my last for this fandom.