Aria Blaze Is A Femboy

Butterscotch looks like an agonised statue. Locked in an uncomfortable position and with only one movement available; his eyes following Applejack's slow pacing.

The huge man is walking slowly from wall to wall before the bed. He appears as though he is in some kind of deep thought. He really is not. Perhaps a little deception, perhaps he is taking a few moments to gather himself.

The only thing on his mind is Aria. Well, her and all the sudden issues that surround her. She is a wild one, an unbroken horse. He debates with himself whether he should attempt to break her or if that is simply just a total dick move. At the same time, he is quite certain she is unbreakable.

She just fucked one of his best friends and he has a hard time feeling angry at her. Wasn't he a big part of goading Butterscotch on? Everyone in the room is equally guilty. Maybe. Applejack sighs, then rumbles out a grunt. Butterscotch sits up straight as a flagpole. Aria shifts a bit, lays comfortably on her stomach with her head in her hands. She looks mischievous and keeps unbroken eye-contact with Applejack.

The massive cowboy steps close. He reaches out and grips Butterscotch's shoulder. First offering him a grim look, then a warm smile.

"Jus' don't tell me y'all put that movie on jus' ta lull me ta sleep."

Butterscotch was already shrinking into an atom, disappearing out of normal existence when he is jerked back into reality. This whole thing is not Applejack being angry, this whole thing is Applejack making a joke. A harsh jest, probably seated in displeasure but none the less he is attempting to play it off.

Butterscotch glances at Aria. She is transfixed on Applejack. She radiates mischief. It is as if she wants Applejack to get upset. At least, she looks like she wouldn't mind the punishment.

Applejack and Butterscotch looks at each other in silence for a moment. The shy boy seems fully mute. Applejack knows him well enough not to take it the wrong way. Suddenly, there is a movement in the bed. Aria rises swiftly, pretty much jumping out of bed. Her slim, tight body moving with the grace of a wild animal. Before any of the boys can react, she grabs a hold of Applejack and presses herself against him.

"Good thing you woke up. We've just warmed up..."

She glances down to Butterscotch and finds his face looking like he just got asked to solve an impossible equation. She grasps the collar of Applejack's shirt with one hand and just observes him, as if waiting for an answer to a question she did not ask.

"So, a cum-spattered bed is y'all's warm-up, is it? What are we doin' here, sugar? Y'all gonna go 'bout randomly fuckin' mah friends?"

Applejack hears his own words leave him in a far angrier tone than he intended. Aria raises a perfectly sculpted brow. She is not in the mind to back a single inch. They gave her the power by making her blameless so far. She is enjoying her position far too much to give it up any time soon.

"What if I am?"

She puts on a very defiant expression, a wicked little smile mingling with her intense eyes. Applejack just sighs into a sexy, measured smile of his own. He is annoyed, sure. By any usual standards, he should just drop it all and leave. This is, however, not in any way the usual standard. Her seductive ways may prove overpowering but is it not just exactly what he signed up for? Did she just get into his head from the get-go? No. He chose this. Besides, Butterscotch hasn't been laid in ages...

He halts his thoughts. The entire situation has become a plunge into the deep end, it is a good thing he is an excellent swimmer. He shifts his attention to Butterscotch who still looks as apprehensive as ever. It's been a while since Applejack saw him naked. The shy boy is keeping up well, even of he still looks like a twig in comparison to the huge cowboy.

Apparently, Aria is bored with Applejack's thoughtful silence. She does not care if it is some kind of silent treatment or if he simply does not have a decent response. She has other things on her mind.

"Applejack..."

She purrs out his name. Her grip of his collar turns heavier and she trails her other hand down his chest. She is not the slightest bit timid about just grabbing on to his jeans-hidden manhood. He does not stop her or protest. She cannot help but to snicker lightly while she nuzzles her face against his chest. She gropes him a bit more intently and looks up at him with an adorably innocent face.

"There's something I have to try..."

Applejack blinks slowly and attempts to find a protest but cannot. What does she mean? It should be rather obvious with her hand on his cock. Then again, things have been a bit muddled lately. He watches her creep slowly down the long slope of his body, meanwhile unbuttoning his jeans with nimble fingers.

She wastes no time with showing him what she meant about trying something. His member is already half-mast from her being close and touching him. Everyone in the room marvels at the enormous thing as Aria presents it. Applejack cannot help but to notice Butterscotch looking intimidated. He does not have any time to take in his friend's discomfort as Aria begins playing with his manhood. The cowboy's eyes snap to the slim figure before him. She looks up at him while stroking his cock. He is about to comment about her make-up but gets an answer to his inquiry without voicing it. Aria has barely begun kissing his man-meat before she takes him in and makes him go deep.

Applejack lets out a mixed noise of surprise and pleasure. Butterscotch perks up and pays attention, momentarily drawn out of his mental shell. Seeing Aria hungrily attempt to choke down Applejack's enormous member is embarrassingly hot. Butterscotch's eyes are wide and both his hands cover his already full erection. Applejack is awestruck by Aria's unstoppable voracity, this is very different from the romantic little blowjob she gave in his truck-bed.

Aria gags, coughs and Applejack freezes, much like Butterscotch before. The cowboy's hesitation does not last, however, as Aria simply does not give up. A quake goes through him as she forces a little bit more of him down her throat. She looks up at him with desperate lust in her eyes. Her eye-liner and mascara cascading with a slow flow of tears. Not tears of sadness or pain but tears of necessity.

Applejack cannot help himself, he moans out loud. Where did this come from? He has never felt someone take his member this deep before. It feels absolutely amazing. He places a trembling hand on Aria's head and bites his lip to keep himself silent. She has found another weakness of his, one he himself did not know of.

Aria gags again, this time she pulls back for a breath. Long, thin threads of sticky saliva clings to Applejack's massive manhood. The cowboy gasps and his fingers twine in Aria's hair.

Butterscotch watches with more than slight jealousy as Aria licks and kisses Applejack's manhood. Thoughts clash in his head; what is he looking at? His friend's extremely attractive boyfriend... Or his friend's giant cock? In either case, he feels conflicted.

It is almost like Aria reads Butterscotch's mind. She takes a moment to pull back from lovingly nuzzling her face against the giant cock and throws the uncomfortable shy boy a glance. No words are needed as their eyes meet. She beckons him with the twitch of a sculpted brow. Butterscotch shuffles off the bed and steps over. He stands next to Applejack and instantly looks smaller, in more ways than one.

Aria kisses the tip of Applejack's member while looking up at him with a mischievous expression.

"Watch this."

She removes herself from Applejack's crotch and dives into Butterscotch's. He does not resist as she removes his hands and takes control of his cock. Applejack remains characteristically stern and quiet but does not object. He observes closely as Aria wastes no time with taking more and more of Butterscotch into her mouth. The pink-haired boy moans out loud as she bobs up a down a few times, he is sensitive from his previous orgasm. Aria only gags lightly as she works her way down Butterscotch's shaft. The short moment she had with Applejack's equipment prepared her well for her little display.

Butterscotch moans again, as if channeling Aria in her inability to express her own lust and pleasure. Her lips are firmly sealed around the base of his cock and she does what she can to look up at Applejack, as if seeking approval. She instantly notices that she has his full attention and she reaches out to stroke him with one hand. She pulls back from Butterscotch's manhood and goes to work on Applejack's. Teasing and pleasing them both is easy as she stands on her knees before them. Hands and mouth. Lips and tongue. Long, sensual gazes with her tongue swirling over both their tips.

Butterscotch breathes ragged and bites his lower lip. Applejack cannot help but to quiver ever so slight from the teasing sensation. Was he any lesser of a man, he would have blown his load already. He lets his grip of Aria's hair fall away and instead gently caresses the side of her face.

"Very impressive, sugar. I just feel..."

He falls silent while he reaches down to hold onto her with a careful but firm grip. He easily lifts her up to get her face-to-face for a moment before kissing her. Apparently her having both boys' cocks deep down her throat does not stop him at all. After a brief kiss, he speaks more.

"... Y'all need some more attention y'self."

Applejack takes a step forward, then dumps Aria on the bed. She cannot help but to giggle girlishly as she sinks into the billowing softness. Before she can do much else, Applejack has heaved himself up on the bed and over her. Both his arms extend like carved pillars to keep up the rest of his mass. He simply hovers for a moment, seemingly without any direction of where to go next. He did want something but how will he go about getting it?

Finally, he huffs softly and puts on a bit of a wicked smile. Something has come to him, something that has him silently plotting for a few seconds. Aria writhes underneath him, longing for more physical attention. She runs her hands up and down her lightly dressed body and lets out little pants of encouragement. Applejack observes her with great delight for a moment, then tosses his head up to look over his shoulder.

Butterscotch stands still and silent, hands again covering his obvious erection. The cowboy gets his attention with a prolonged gaze and the shy boy takes a hesitant step closer. Applejack beckons with a nod and a visibly anxious Butterscotch steps even closer. Aria looks on with annoyance as Applejack whispers something to Butterscotch. She does not get to stew in her displeasure though, as Applejack pushes himself up into a standing on his knees. The whole bed wobbles from his movement and a second later, his large hands are on her again.

He flips her as if she weighed nothing. She giggles again and spots Butterscotch crawling up onto the bed. Her giggle ends in a questioning little noise. What are the boys up to? What did Applejack whisper?

The questions in her head are all momentarily dispersed. Chased away by the feeling of the warm, heavy length of Applejack's meaty manhood. He rests it on her still-slippery behind as he leans in over her again. His breath is hot on the back of her neck. She can hear him hum in pleasure as he slowly moves against her. She answers with a long, sensual sound of her own and she raises her behind to meet him.

She hears Applejack take a deep breath, obviously about to say something. Yet, no words find their way out into the sex-scented air of the enclosed space. Instead, another quick kiss on her neck and two gigantic hands hooking onto each side of her hips. She cannot do much but to yelp and choke back yet another giggle as Applejack uses the old method of show-not-tell. He hoists her up to a standing on her knees. She instantly goes along with it and crooks her back to present her tight ass as much as possible.

Aria looks over her shoulder to catch a glimpse of the heavenly sight that is Applejack's enormous member being lazily slapped between her buttocks. The cowboy looks busy. Sure, her inviting behind is distracting but she gets a feeling he is up to something. He is definitely being more sly than usual. When she takes her eyes off the muscular man behind her, she is greeted by what is more than likely the next step in Applejack's current plan.

Before her, Butterscotch stands on his knees, manhood at the ready. He does not look very sure about his position but there is indeed a certain anticipation on his face. They have decided to share her. At least in this moment. She raises a brow and smiles as Butterscotch avoids her gaze. She reaches up with one hand and trails her soft fingers down his flat stomach. Butterscotch steels himself enough to look her in the eyes and she can see him visibly shudder as her hand ends up on his member.

Butterscotch glances to Applejack. The cowboy gives him a smirk, then lines the tip of his manhood up with Aria's back entrance. He pulls the thin cloth of her underwear aside and wastes no time with prodding the tight hole. Aria tenses, huffs and leans forward. Her face presses into Butterscotch's lean musculature. Her breath brushes over his skin in multiple wordless whispers.

Applejack pushes more. Her slippery ass invites him with at least some manner of ease. She moans against Butterscotch and fumbles around for his member. Her breath on his skin soon turns into needy kisses as she brings his manhood to her lips. She licks and sucks on his tip while trying to keep herself steady. Applejack's grip holds her firm, so it is not a lack of stability that requires her attention. It is the overwhelming sensation of the entire situation, it is making her legs buckle.

Applejack slowly fills more and more of her tight hole. He inches his massive meat into her while she greedily sucks on Butterscotch. Her head bobs up and down rather enthusiastically as the stuffing from both ends intensifies. Finally, she has to stop her sloppy fellatio to let out a long overdue moan. Applejack pulls back, almost all the way out. Aria glances back at him, only to find the flash of a grin as he pushes back in. She has no time to express her displeasure with feeling empty before she is filled anew.

Aria dives back in with a moan around Butterscotch's member. She then silences herself with his entire length. The only communication she manages after that is a little grunt as Applejack thrusts particularly deep. Aria impaled between them, the cowboy and the shy one look up, lock eyes and simply stare for a moment. It is as if the realisation of what they are doing hits them at the same time. Hits them hard. They have come a long way, in more ways than one, from what caused Applejack to drive over to begin with.

Balls deep in a boy is not how Butterscotch expected his evening to unfold. Yet here he is, lip-tremblingly close to his second orgasm. Applejack observes Butterscotch's face closely as the pink-haired boy closes his eyes and carefully pets Aria's head. A little twitch, Butterscotch tenses up, his fingers creep into a claw in Aria's hair. He moans, louder than pretty much any noise Applejack has ever heard coming out of the shy boy. Aria lets out a noise of her own, as if answering him. A choke, gag and then a wet cough as she pulls back. A trickle of sperm begins escaping over her slippery lower lip before she instantly smears it against Butterscotch's flat stomach. She coughs again and breathes heavily for a moment. Butterscotch may be done but Applejack is still filling her up completely.

Butterscotch looks up slowly, yet again meeting Applejack's gaze. What meets him is a soft, yet determined look. The cowboy is still impossible to read. Applejack gives Aria a slow, deep stroke and then halts his rhythmic pounding. Aria answers by letting her hot breath dance over Butterscotch's skin and her fingers press into his sides. She looks up at him with an overwhelmed, erotic face. A tremor goes through the shy boy. He takes a ragged breath and then begins retreating. The last part of him to leave the three-way is his hand on her head.

Aria's shoulders sag and her head soon meets the puffy softness of the bed. Ass still high in the air. She wiggles it a bit from side to side to entice the owner of the long, hard thing that is still inside of her. Applejack answers with a deep grunt and two greedy handfuls of her behind. He parts her buttocks and slowly withdraws from her tight hole. He lets his tip slip in and out a few times, making her whimper from the teasing. He enjoys the sight and makes sure to drink it in before stopping completely.

Aria gasps as Applejack pulls back. She looks over her shoulder, stray strands of sweat-slick hair stuck to her face. Messy make-up and cum-stained lips. Her eyes burn with need. She is annoyed at the empty feeling he left her with. Applejack simply smiles. Then, with a surprisingly graceful movement, he flips to the side and lays down. Aria begrudgingly lowers her behind and lays down face-to-face with Applejack. They share a longing look, only broken for a second by Butterscotch. The shy boy, by some miracle of bravery, lays down close to Aria. Applejack's eyes switch target for a moment. He gives Butterscotch a raised brow while reaching over with a huge hand to ruffle his hair. When the inappropriately placed big brother move is over, he puts his focus back on Aria.

"This was... Fun."

He sound sincere enough, perhaps even a bit devilish. Then his face goes serious. Calm but just a bit distant.

"I'm still mad with y'all though. Bit o' perspective's all good but if I'm gonna play nice, so are y'all. I wanna understand ya, sugar. Y'all're gonna have ta understand me, too."

Aria huffs softly but does not dismiss him or show any signs of disagreeing. He may not be right but she can almost see what he means. Yet again, he proves helpful by just being the way he is. All he wants is this little romance to "work out". The same goal as she, just with a completely different result.

"Okay, cowboy. I'll won't make your friends blow me..."

She puts on a mock-sorry face and reaches out to touch him, trailing her fingers down whatever parts of his body she can get a hold of. Applejack does not look amused. Aria continues.

"I mean, if you satisfy me, I won't cause any trouble."

A very fine lie. Most of it is just colourful truth. Perfectly relatable to in the situation and on top of it all, she can feel Butterscotch's discomfort as if it was a cloud of acrid smoke in the room. She shifts a bit to find the shy boy behind her. She moves to brush up against him while glancing over her shoulder. All she sees is blush. Butterscotch is all out of courage.

Applejack lets out a low, rumbling sound followed by a deep sigh. He sits up straight and stretches, then sighs again before slowly shuffling off the bed while speaking.

"All's well, sugar. I'm gonna go shower... Then..."

He looks at them, shrugs and smiles.

"... I'm gonna drink mahself ta sleep. Both y'all lil' floozies owe me breakfast anyway."

The massive mountain of muscle stands up in the enclosed space and stretches again. Aria and Butterscotch both observe in silence as he simply walks off, buck naked between the hanging sheets of cloth. As he finally disappears, they look at each other in silence for a long moment. Finally, Aria speaks.

"What's a floozies?"