“I hereby call this meeting of the Cutie Mark Crusaders to order!” Scootaloo banged the gavel on the little podium. It wasn't necessary. Sweetie Belle didn't know why she always did that – maybe it was just for fun? She did really seem to enjoy it. “Is there any old business to discuss?” Scootaloo looked back and forth between the two of them, unnecessarily giving them time to answer.

Sweetie Belle held her peace. She knew it was important to keep up their regular meeting schedule and all, but it seemed like they had an awful lot of other things to do and explore. Hopefully this meeting wouldn't go on much longer.

Scootaloo paused to shuffle through a few note cards. Oh come on, Sweetie Belle thought, could she possibly go any slower?

“Now I know we've all been busy with our classes and homework lately, but we haven't helped anypony with a cutie mark problem in more than a week, and I'm worried that—”

“Enough talkin' already!” Apple Bloom stomped her hoof down. “It's already gettin' late, and if we don't hurry, we're gonna run out of daylight before we even get started on our homework!”

Scootaloo blinked at her. “Oh... Do you know who you're going to do it with?”

“That's just it!” Sweetie Belle held her hooves up in frustration. “We don't even know who to try it with, and you've got us stuck here while you shuffle through that fat stack of note cards of yours. It's all fine for you – Missus Cadance said you didn't have to do today's homework. But where are we going to find fillies to fool around with if you keep us stuck in this Crusaders meeting until sunset?”

Scootaloo's brow furrowed, and she glanced pointedly back and forth between Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom.

“Yeah! Where are we going to find any fillies if we're stuck in here all day?” Apple Bloom said. She waved her hoof around at all the fillies that weren't there.

But Scootaloo pointed at the two of them. “Duh. We've got three perfectly good fillies right here in the clubhouse.”

Sweetie Belle glanced back and forth around herself, checking all the corners of the tiny room. “Huh? Where?”

Scootaloo rolled her eyes. “Come on, girls – us!”

It must have clicked at the same time for Apple Bloom, because her “Oh!” came out right at the same time as Sweetie Belle's.

Sweetie Belle looked over at Apple Bloom, seeing the little farm filly in an entirely new light. Despite all the doors that had been opening in her mind ever since they started going to Cadance's classes, she'd never actually thought of her closest friends like ... like that.

“Wait,” Apple Bloom said. “Can we even do stuff like that with each other? I overheard Rainbow Dash tryin' to get my sister to go out with her once, and Applejack told her no because they're just friends. Rainbow seemed pretty sore about it, but I guess it means friends really can't do that kind of stuff, 'cause she just left after that.”

Scootaloo stared, her mouth open wide. “R-rainbow Dash said what?”

Sweetie Belle wasn't quite as distracted by the news about Rainbow Dash. She ignored Scootaloo's babbling and turned to Apple Bloom. “I don't think it's quite the same. Rainbow Dash asked if Applejack would go out with her, like dating and being special someponies and all that. But for us, all we'd be doing is helping each other with our homework and having a little fun with each other. I think it's okay for friends to do that.”

“Hm, yeah. I guess that makes sense.” Apple Bloom nodded.

“So, um...” Sweetie Belle glanced around the room, shuffling a front hoof over the floor. “Just how are we supposed to get started with this, anyway?”

Apple Bloom took a hesitant step forward, but stopped short of actually touching her. “Uh... I'm not really sure...”

“Really, girls? Come on. It's not complicated.” Aided by a little fluttering of her wings, Scootaloo zipped out from behind the podium. She brusquely grabbed Apple Bloom and spun her around, then grabbed her tail and lifted it high – right in front of Sweetie Belle's face.

Sweetie Belle stared. Maybe it was a little bit uncouth – as her sister would say – to stare under her friend's tail like that, but she couldn’t stop herself, not now, not after learning so much about what was there for her. Apple Bloom's rump was thick, round, and muscular, already strong from doing her chores on the farm, which gave it an amazing perfect shape. Her pussy lips were tiny and tight-looking squeezed in between the big, strong cheeks as if by afterthought ... but it was also intriguingly smooth and sleek – a perfect little bulb that made Sweetie Belle's mouth water before she even realized what she wanted to do with it.

Scootaloo groaned at her. “Come on, Sweetie Belle. Do I have to spell everything out for you? Come on and give her a lick before I have to grab you by the horn and shove your face in there!”

That was enough to snap Sweetie Belle out of it. She shook herself free of the shock that had been enveloping her and let another part of herself take control – a warm, needy part that drove her toward that prim little slit hiding under her friend's tail.

Apple Bloom gasped when Sweetie Belle's lips first touched her. Sweetie Belle might have gasped too ... if her mouth hadn't been otherwise occupied. Apple Bloom's pussy lips were soft, yet had an alluringly springy feel to them that made Sweetie Belle want to squeeze them between her lips, push and stretch them, and even suck them a little bit inside her mouth.

The first wink was perfectly timed to plunge Apple Bloom's hot, wet, and surprisingly firm clit into Sweetie Belle's mouth, giving her the first taste of filly nectar she'd ever had. It had kind of a musty, bitter tang to it, but it instantly filled her whole mouth with a tingling excitement that made her want to drink down more.

Unfortunately for her, Apple Bloom's clit retreated back after just a brief foray into her mouth. She nuzzled her way in deeper, rubbing with her lips and licking deep with her tongue, hoping to coax it out again.

She might have succeeded, if it weren't for the sudden distraction of Scootaloo diving down under her own tail. “Mmmm!” Sweetie Belle's shout of surprise was muffled by Apple Bloom's pussy. Scootaloo hadn't started nearly as slow as Sweetie Belle had with Apple Bloom. Instead, Sweetie Belle found her pussy almost instantly occupied by a warm and very vigorous pegasus tongue. It was so intense! Scootaloo was already making her shake all over, and she'd only been there for an instant!

“Scootaloo!” Sweetie Belle said, pulling her face out from under Apple Bloom's tail for a moment. “What are you trying to—?”

Scootaloo pulled back as well. Her muzzle was already dripping with filly juices. “I don't have to do this homework ... but I still can, right?”

“I guess. But does it still count for our homosexuality homework if you're here with your, um ... your...”

“My what?”

“Your cock,” Apple Bloom said, the tone of her voice making it clear that she was impatient for things to get back to where they'd been going a moment ago.

“Oh...” Scootaloo took a moment to glance down underneath her own belly. Her filly cock was already swinging down there, almost all the way hard. “Well, um, I think it will be fine as long as we don't, you know, use it.”

The three fillies glanced back and forth between each other for a few moments, each of them trying to gauge Princess Cadance's reaction in their heads. It didn't take long for Sweetie Belle to realize that the Princess was a very nice and kind pony after all – even if this was against the rules, she probably wouldn't mind that much. And besides, if it really came down to it, what she'd already done with Apple Bloom was probably enough to count, wasn't it?

All three of them seemed to come to the same conclusion at the same time. Or, at least, they all went right back to what they were doing at the same time. Apple Bloom shoved her rump back up into Sweetie Belle's face, and Sweetie Belle dove right back between her friend's firm cheeks. Scootaloo went to town underneath Sweetie Belle's tail just as eagerly as she had the first time, but this time she didn't have to lift Sweetie Belle's tail up for her – it shot up all on its own.

It wasn't easy to concentrate on pleasing Apple Bloom with Scootaloo going to town on her from behind, but luckily for Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom seemed pretty easy to please. With every stroke of Sweetie Belle's tongue, Apple Bloom's soft moans grew into louder, desperate-sounding cries. Her pussy lips winked open more and more, flooding Sweetie Belle's mouth with tangy juices as Apple Bloom's legs began to tremble where she stood.

In a way, it was Scootaloo who made it happen. The way her tongue flicked around on the inside made Sweetie Belle want to break out into a lusty song. She didn't, of course. She couldn't, not with her mouth full of Apple filly pussy. But she could at least give long, musical hums as a way to express the pleasure flowing through her.

Those vibrations on her lips – as they wrapped around Apple Bloom's eagerly winking clit – turned out to be exactly what Apple Bloom needed. She finally lost it. Her legs gave out, dropping her to the floor just as her pussy squirted, splattering a mess over Sweetie Belle's hooves. She cried out Sweetie Belle's name, the words gradually tapering off as Apple Bloom lay on the floor, twitching and spasming.

The whole time, Scootaloo didn’t let up. If anything, she worked even harder, slathering her little tongue all over and between Sweetie Belle's pussy lips. It was making sparks fly all through Sweetie Belle's body ... but not the huge fireworks explosion of an orgasm. She wasn't about to join Apple Bloom on the floor just yet.

Actually, though, she was. It turned out that Scootaloo had her own plans. She grabbed Sweetie Belle by the flanks and flipped her end-over-end.

Sweetie Belle squealed as she unexpectedly flipped through the air. She landed hard on the wooden floor of the clubhouse. “Hey! What was that for?”

But Scootaloo didn't answer her. That was okay, though, because the answer soon became perfectly clear. Thanks to her athletic ability, Scootaloo had pretty good aim, and she'd put Sweetie Belle's face right up next to Apple Bloom's flanks. Scootaloo herself leapt down on Sweetie Belle's other side, spreading Sweetie Belle's legs open with her hooves and diving back down between them. Scootaloo's cock throbbed against Sweetie Belle's chest. She tried to ignore that part.

“Come on, Apple Bloom,” Scootaloo said, taking a brief respite from her work. “You've got to get a taste of her – she's so sweet, just like her name says!”

Rousing, Apple Bloom scooched a little closer along the floor and slid her face over Sweetie Belle's inner thigh. A moment later, there were two tongues caressing Sweetie Belle's sweet pussy lips, making her tingle all over.

It didn't throw her into paroxysms of erotic ecstasy, though. She was still lucid enough to remember Princess Cadance's lesson about sixty-nining, and Apple Bloom's cute little pussy was only inches away. Sweetie Belle didn't need any better invitation than that. When she nuzzled slightly between Apple Bloom's legs, they opened for her as if by magic, giving her a good look at the pair of tiny little filly teats as she went by for the main prize. It wasn't as easy to reach before, but it was much wetter and hotter. She stretched her tongue and took a second dose of Apple pussy.

Of course, she didn't forget about Scootaloo, either. How could she? Scootaloo's cock was obviously humping against her chest already. And even though Sweetie Belle knew they were supposed to be trying out being lesbians, she couldn’t just ignore something like that, could she? She reached up with a hoof and began stroking it in time with Scootaloo's thrusts. Hopefully that would be okay. It wasn't much, after all.

When she squirmed to the other side and nudged her face in between Scootaloo's legs to get a taste of her filly flower, though, Sweetie Belle came face-to-face with another temptation. She had to go past Scootaloo's bulbous, delicious-looking balls in order to get to her other friend's pussy. Somehow, she managed to get by with only a couple little licks along the smooth, tight skin. Scootaloo didn't seem to mind.

Meanwhile, the efforts of the other two only intensified as Sweetie Belle's orgasm began to prove itself elusive. Their tongues flicked and wrestled each other as their competitive streaks began to come forward, each of them vying to be the one to tip Sweetie Belle over the edge.

That wasn't the only thing they were competing for, though. As Sweetie Belle switched her sixty-nining attentions back and forth between the two fillies, she found that she had less distance to travel each time. Both of them were pressing closer and closer to her, both of their pussies winking desperately and trailing little streams of filly juices over the curves of their ass cheeks. She tried to pay attention to both of them as much as she could, but there was only so much she could do – she was only one filly, after all.

Soon, though, their closeness began to have other effects. The most obvious one was that Scootaloo's cock began to rub against Apple Bloom's teats instead of Sweetie Belle's chest. Both of the other fillies began to moan a little bit more than they had – even when Sweetie Belle was giving her attentions to the other one.

Not that she had much attention to spare. The two fillies competing over her pussy were really starting to get to her. She could feel her whole lower belly tightening in a way that had only become familiar to her after these lessons with Princess Cadance had begun. She took long breaks from her friends' pussies as she struggled just to suck in enough air to satisfy the needs of her increasingly excited body.

Scootaloo's hips reared back; the tip of her cock slid down Apple Bloom's belly until it dipped down between her legs. Now, when Sweetie Belle tried to lift her head and sixty-nine her friends again, she found a slender orange cock right in front of her face. It was rubbing against Apple Bloom's pussy, getting all wet and completely blocking Sweetie Belle's access. No matter, though. She'd just pay attention to Scootaloo's filly parts for a little while.

Sweetie Belle worked her way between Scootaloo's legs again, going back for another taste of the mouth-tingling flavors she'd find there. Scootaloo's pussy lips were much more prominent than Apple Bloom's. Maybe it was just because her ass cheeks were smaller and tighter, but Scootaloo's pussy could never be an afterthought – it was a glorious centerpiece, with the tight curves of her ass just there to frame the perfect orange slit as it winked open and showed the hot pink inside. Sweetie Belle dove in eagerly, caressing that forbidden fruit with her greedy tongue, even as the growing tension inside her own lower belly started to get absolutely unbearable.

It was the cry of pleasure from Apple Bloom as Scootaloo's cock found its way inside her that finally set Sweetie Belle off. Even as her two friends met in coitus on top of her, she finally found her peak, her whole body spasming as she buried her face in between Scootaloo's ass cheeks, mashing her mouth against her friend's pussy. She held both of them tight with her hooves, hugging their bodies against hers ... which only forced them closer together. Scootaloo's cock slid all the way inside Apple Bloom's pussy, even as the two of them switched from get-off-at-any-cost licking to comforting her pleasure-flooded pussy by just pressing their warm tongues against it. Her pussy lips winked and squirted between the two of them.

Her own orgasm wasn't enough to distract the two of them from what their bodies were doing with each other, though. Even as Sweetie Belle rode out the last throes of her orgasm, Scootaloo started humping away into Apple Bloom's pussy, which dripped warmly onto Sweetie Belle's shoulder as she struggled to keep her tongue on Scootaloo's pussy.

Even after she'd recovered from her orgasm, it was a losing battle. Scootaloo was humping too eagerly – too vigorously. Sweetie Belle ended up with Scootaloo's balls brushing past her tongue as much as Scootaloo's pussy. At first, she struggled against it, but not for long. They just seemed so full... Before long, she was licking them as eagerly as she licked Scootaloo's pussy lips, and to Tartarus with Princess Cadance's lesson plan.

Pleasured from both ends, it didn't take Scootaloo long to reach her climax. Sweetie Belle felt her pegasus friend's balls clenching and churning well before it actually happened, so by the time the first thick pulse bulged through Scootaloo's cock, Sweetie Belle was ready for it.

Sweetie Belle pressed her tongue against Apple Bloom's pussy and the little bit of Scootaloo's cock she could reach, both at the same time. The incredible heat and taste of both her friends flowed into her mouth, and she was just in time for her lips to feel the first pulse of Scootaloo's cum thrumming through her stiff shaft.

She licked and caressed the beautiful place where her friends' bodies joined, and she still held them tightly together with her hooves. At first, she merely enjoyed Apple Bloom's juices and the very slight musk of Scootaloo's cock, but after just a few pulses, beads of white seeped out between the two of them, and Sweetie Belle lapped it up greedily. The taste of cum was familiar to her now, but this was different. The way Apple Bloom's juices mixed into it made the little tastes she got far more interesting and far more exotic.

Unfortunately for her, though, Scootaloo didn't seem to have enough left in her to produce a huge, gushing spray out from around the edges of Apple Bloom's stretched-open pussy lips. A few more little rivulets leaked out, especially as Apple Bloom winked a few times, but that was it.

It wasn't until Scootaloo finally pulled her wilting cock out of Apple Bloom that the flood finally came. That orange-mottled cock was already limp enough to flop down heavily on Sweetie Belle's face, though the messy flare was still swollen half as wide as her entire head. The moment it popped free a huge, hot surge of sticky stallion syrup flowed down onto Sweetie Belle. She couldn’t catch all of it – or even most of it – as it spilled over her muzzle, over her cheeks, even down onto her neck, but she tried her best, slurping up as much as she could get.

When the other two rolled off of her, she sat upright on the floor, thick strands of Scoota-cum dripping from her smiling face.

She wasn't expecting what the other two would do about it, though. Just as she was about to wipe her chin with her hoof, Apple Bloom stopped her. The two of them came up right in front of her, clearly plotting something. Sweetie Belle's eyes went wide when she realized what they meant to do. Before she could say anything, both of them kissed her – both at the same time. Even with her mouth still tingling from Scootaloo's cum, she could taste herself on their tongues – it was sweet!

Even sweeter was the love she felt from both of them as all three kissed and caressed each other. Yes, love. That kind of love. Sweetie Belle wasn't sure if the other two had realized it yet, but she already knew: if the three of them were planning on staying 'just friends', then they'd completely failed at it. There was no way she was going to forget about this kind of feeling, and there was no way she was going to give it up. They'd have to find some way to be friends and special someponies, because she absolutely needed them as both.

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