THE NEXT DAY

“Hey guys, look at my butt!” Pinkie Pie said as soon as she sat down at the corner booth her friends had staked out. Thankfully, the place was busy enough with its usual afternoon din that even Pinkie's voice didn't carry any farther than the booth.

“Um. Pinkie. I don't think that's appropriate.” Fluttershy said from behind her strawberry milkshake.

“Wait, who are we mooning now?” Rainbow Dash leaned forward.

“You guys are silly! I'm not gonna moon anybody! Unless, like, paper-me counts as mooning you.”

“Paper you?” Rainbow Dash blinked in confusion.

“Sure thing. Look!” Pinkie Pie took a page of paper from her pocket, and unfolded it. The other girls around the table leaned over and peered curiously down at the sketches. Despite the level of abstraction the drawings provided, Rarity was still a skilled enough artist that the subject was undoubtedly Pinkie, and undoubtedly naked.

Fluttershy started blushing immediately. Rainbow Dash just blinked in confusion. Twilight looked away with a faint cough, while Sunset Shimmer took it all in without batting an eye.

“Why are you carrying around a naked picture of yourself?” Rainbow Dash said.

“'Rarity drew it! She's so nice!”

As if summoned by her name, Rarity entered the milkshake shop. Applejack followed behind her, though the two resolutely made it a point not to look at each other with 'we did not have sex last night, honest' casualness.

“Hello girls! A pleasure, as--” Rarity's eyes fell to her handiwork on the table. “AlwaAAAUGH!” The artist's cheeks went red, and she lunged for the picture.

Giggling, Pinkie pie yanked it out of the way. “Keep away, keep away!”

“Dangit, Pinkie.” Applejack stepped behind the pink haired girl and plucked the sketch out of her hands. “Ya can't go showin' this off to everybody!”

“Why not?” Pinkie Pie tilted her head to the side. “It's art, isn't it!”

“Yeah, but--”

“That's right! It's art of my butt!” Pinkie Pie broke down into helpless giggles.

“Pinkie.” Rarity said. “Didn't we agree not to tell anyone?”

“I didn't tell just anyone. I told my bestest friends! Well, my bestest friends apart from you and Applejack. You're all equally bestest, even though I guess you two have a little bit of a lead.” Pinkie Pie winked saucily at Rarity and Applejack, drawing a blush from them both.

“So it's true?” Fluttershy murmured. “You, um … drew this?”

“Yes, Fluttershy.” Rarity sank down into the booth, and tilted her chin up at a defiant, challenging angle. “I … just wanted to practice my figure drawing, that's all.”

“Well, um, it's very good.”

“Why, thank you Fluttershy.”

“Hold on, Pinkie,” said Rainbow Dash, “did you say Applejack was there too?”

“Mmmhmm!”

Rainbow Dash put the pieces together. “So that means--”

“Yes, Rarity drew me too.” Applejack grumbled, and pulled her hat down lower over her eyes.

“Ha!” Rainbow Dash said. “I bet you were all like 'Draw me like one of your French girls!”

“Hey! I ain't French!”

“That was very brave of you, Appplejack.” Twilight cut in before the cowgirl could start grappling with Rainbow Dash. “And you too, Pinkie. I couldn't imagine posing like that in front of, well, anybody.” Twilight pushed her glasses further up her nose.

“It's not so bad!” Pinkie Pie said. “I mean, Rarity didn't have any clothes either!”

“Pinkie.” Rarity hissed. “There is such a thing as 'too much information.”

“I never understood this dimension's nudity taboo.” Sunset Shimmer said with a little shrug. “I guess it comes with the whole 'furless primate' thing. If you ever need another model, Rarity, all you have to do is ask. I'd be happy to pose.”

“You would?” Twilight's jaw unhinged, briefly.

“Why not? Could be fun.”

“It is fun! Especially the part where--” Pinkie cut off as Rarity and Applejack both grabbed her and clapped their hands over her mouth.

“Eheh.” Rarity managed a nervous giggle. “Perhaps, Pinkie, such delicate matters shouldn't be discussed in private?”

Pinkie considered this for a few moments, and then gave a happy nod. She wriggled out from between her two friends, and grinned. “Oh! Right! But wouldn't your basement be a little cramped for all--” Pinkie Pie did a quick count on her fingers. “-seven of us?”

“It would, yes. More's the pity.” Rarity said, not concealing her relief very well.

“Um. What if we all go to Applejack's?” Fluttershy said. “I mean, the farm's really, really big, and it's right next to an even bigger forest. It'd be easy to find someplace nobody would see. Not like, um, I've thought about it. Or anything.”

Fluttershy's six best friends (at least her six best friends who weren't animals) stared at her.

“Okay, so, um, maybe I thought about it a little.” The pink haired girl shrank down a little in her seat. “But only because Tree Hugger told me about this one time she went to Burning Mare, and-- it just seems like it'd be a fun way to get back to nature? I, um, I've just never been brave enough to try on my own. But if you guys are there … “

“Whoo! That makes five of us-- Twilight, Dashie, what do you think?”

“Uh.” Twilight looked over at Sunset Shimmer for a moment. “It … could be a learning experience?”

“You guys are all nuts.” Rainbow Dash crossed her arms across her chest.

“That mean you're gonna chicken out?” Pinkie Pie teased with a knowing smile.

“Wait, what? No! I never said that! I'm totally not afraid of anything! I'll moon all of you right here, right now, just to prove you wrong!”

“Nobody said you're chicken, Rainbow.” Sunset Shimmer put a hand on the scrappy athlete's arm before she could escalate further. “You don't have to come if you don't want to.”

“Psssh. And get left out? If everyone else is going, I'm totally in.”

“Yay, peer pressure!” Pinkie Pie said.

“I'll … I'll need to acquire a few things from my studio.” Rarity said.

“Hold up, we're really doing this?” Applejack said. “At my place?”

“Well, can you think of anywhere else?”

“Well, no--”

“And, while this is quite … unorthodox, I couldn't think of a better opportunity to practice my work. Anything for art, you know?” Rarity fluttered her eyelashes at Applejack.

The cowgirl blushed, and scratched at the back of her neck. “But what about--”

“Shh.” Rarity shh'd. “We'll … figure out the other complications later. Why don't you go ahead, Applejack, and make sure the proverbial coast is clear? That'll give me time to gather my supplies. And then in an hour or so the rest of us will meet you out at the farm and then--”

“And then we'll all do the no-pants dance!” Pinkie Pie said.

“Hold up.” Rainbow Dash said. “Is that a thing?”

“It is now!” Pinkie beamed.

Applejack went ahead, just to make sure the coast was clear. Soon thereafter, the other six girls crammed themselves into Sunset's car (which, to Twilight's chagrin, only had five seat belts) and followed. The sun blazed down on Sweet Apple Acres, unseasonably warm: a promise of an even hotter summer to come.

“Whoo! Naked time!” No sooner had Sunset's car pulled to a halt, Pinkie burst out of the door, and out of her clothing. Shirt and skirt and shoes and socks and bra and panties flew in all directions, somehow going from 'on Pinkie' to 'projectile' without having crossed the space between.

“Pinkie!” Twilight hissed. “Someone'll see!”

“That's the point!” Pinkie Pie bounced on the balls of her feet, causing her bountiful chest to sway enticingly.

Applejack just rubbed at the bridge of her nose. “If we hurry, we can make it out to the pond without anyone noticin'. Apple Bloom's off at Scootaloo's house, Big Mac'll be workin' in the barn, and Granny Smith likes to take a nap 'round nowish.”

“Ooooh, that means all of us can get naked already!” Pinkie Pie said.

“That ain't what I meant.” Applejack crossed her arms. “We all aughta-- Fluttershy?”

Fluttershy had already pulled her gauzy yellow sundress up and over her head, revealing an utter lack of any other clothing beneath. She was shapely and slender … which made her chest look bigger in comparison. “It sounded like a good idea.” She murmured, and neatly folded up her dress.

Rainbow Dash's cheeks threatened to turn as red as one particular stripe of her hair. “How … how come you're not wearing underpants?” She sputtered.

“It's laundry day.” Fluttershy noted.

“Oh man Fluttershy! What if we could just run around naked all the time? Then we wouldn't even have to do laundry in the first place! I'm always losing socks in the laundry. And underpants, too! But sometimes I lose stuff even without doing laundry, like right now! I don't even know where my underwear went!”

“Um. Right here.” Twilight peeled Pinkie's generously-cupped bra off of her head.

“Whew!” Pinkie Pie said. “Thanks Twilight! That could've been embarassing!”

“... Are you even capable of embarassment?” Twilight said. “I mean, you seem the most, uh … enthusiastic, of everyone.”

“I don't care if anybody sees me naked, but if they found out I was a litterbug? That'd be awful!”

“Well, c'mon. We've got a li'l hikin' to do 'fore we get to the swimmin' hole.” Applejack hoisted a backpack over her shoulder.

“Nature hike, woo! Or should it be 'Naturist' hike? Y'know, 'cause I'm naked?” Pinkie Pie tilted her head to the side in thought.

“Lets, uh,” Applejack forced her eyes away from Pinkie's wobbling chest. “Let's just get goin'.”

Applejack led her friends on through the orchards. Even in the shade provided by the apple trees, the summer heat soon caused the girls to sweat. Most of them, at least, as Pinkie and Fluttershy didn't seem troubled in the least. Finally, they went down a hill and emerged from the treeline, out to the shimmering silver of the swimming hole.

No sooner did the water come into view, Pinkie Pie let out a cheery “Woo!” and bolted, launching herself into the water for a full-on belly flop. The resounding slap of flesh hitting the water echoed through the clearing, loud enough to startle a few birds.

“So. Uh. Now what?” Rainbow Dash asked. The blush in her cheeks remained from earlier as she astutely looked everywhere but in Fluttershy's direction.

“Ah, yes. Well … now,” Rarity said, “now we only do what we're comfortable with, hm?” She set her easel down beside a tree, along with her artist's bag. The purple-haired girl pulled in a deep breath, ran her hands through her hair, and started unbuttoning her shirt.

“Whoa!” Rainbow Dash said. “What're you doing?”

“What I'm comfortable with.” Rarity nodded, and then neatly peeled herself out of the rest of her clothing. A breeze rolled in from off the pond, drying the tiny bit of sweat she'd worked up on the walk over. Still, as exposed as she was, Rarity couldn't help but smile. “It's only fair, after all, if I'm to sketch all of you. Not to mention how dreadfully hot it's become.” She stretched, languidly, and savored the feel of bright sun upon her skin.

“'Least I brought somethin' to help with that.” Applejack said, and pulled a brown ceramic jug out of her duffel bag. She uncorked the jug and took a grateful swig. “Li'l cider should help keep the heat off.” She handed the jug over to Rarity.

Rarity blinked, and leaned down to sniff the contents of the jug. “Is this … alcoholic?”

“Best cider always is.” Applejack noted. “Sides, ain't enough in there to get anybody any kind of drunk, so long as we keep passin' it around.”

“I see.” Rarity said, and took a drink from the jug. The cider was cool, sweet, and quite refreshing. “But, let's not forget why we're out here, hm?” She foisted the jug onto Fluttershy, and then started setting up her easel, sketchpad, and the little folding stool she'd brought along with her. “Who wants to go first?”

“Me! Me! Me!” Pinkie Pie thrust a hand up out of the water.

The jug was passed around, Fluttershy laid out a large blanket, and before long, everyone was undressed.

Rarity got to work.

Damnation, she thought before long. They're beautiful.

Bare of every stitch of clothing, and isolated by the pond, with no sign of outside civilization in sight, Rarity couldn't help but think she was viewing some long-lost classical painting. No, this was better-- her friends were worthy to be a pantheon of their very own, even before you took into account the occasional spot of strange magical glowing weirdness.

Despite (or because of? Rarity wondered) her nudity, Fluttershy looked more confident, more at ease than she'd ever been before. Gone was the nervous tension and skitishness that Fluttershy usually carried with her. The willowy girl was somehow more graceful in the nude, not walking so much as flowing from one place to another in a whisp of long, soft-skinned limbs. Fluttershy easily fit the role of nature goddess, smiling beatifically out on the world.

Pinkie Pie, in contrast, was exactly the same nude as she was clothed. Cheery. Bouncy. (Very bouncy, Rarity noted as her eyes lingered on Pinkie's bounteous chest longer than they should have). It wasn't as if Pinkie Pie had much in the way of inhibitions to begin with. Every pantheon worth its columns had at least one or two deities devoted to joy, and Pinkie would have fit in quite well with them.

Then there was Rainbow Dash. She was nervous, but defiant. Her lean, tense body reminded Rarity of a coiled spring … albeit a coiled spring with a very cute, tight derriere. Each and every one of Rainbow's taut muscles was visible beneath her skin-- it was like looking at some kind of scrappy, defiant anatomy illustration. Rarity cast Rainbow Dash as some kind of messenger goddess-- a modern day Mercury, albeit with tennis shoes in place of winged sandals.

Sunset Shimmer and Twilight Sparkle rounded out the pantheon, as a study in contrasts. Sunset Shimmer was a little taller, and, frankly, gorgeous. She had the sort of perfect figure that was typically reserved for centerfold models. For an uncharitable moment, Rarity thought there might have been some portal-magic chicanery behind that, but it ultimately didn't matter. Sunset had a perfectly proportionate chest, long, tempting legs, and a little fluff of red between them that proved that at least Sunset's hair color was natural.

Twilight lacked Sunset's magazine-worthy physique, but that didn't make her any less enticing. Her skin was soft and her body was slender-- though with a certain softness to it. With her darker hair and paler skin, Twilight proved quite the contrast to Sunset Shimmer-- goddesses of night and day, respectively.

And then, Applejack.

Oh, Applejack.

While Rarity had seen her friend nude before, Applejack was even more glorious upon a second viewing. Perhaps it was because of the natural surroundings, Rarity mused, or perhaps the mere sight of Applejack's ample breasts had an addictive quality. Rarity bit her lip, and forced herself to focus on the page in front of her. Still, with every line she drew, she felt herself grow just a little warmer as she remembered the look, the feel, the taste of every inch of Applejack's tanned (well, farmer-tanned) skin. If her friends were a pantheon, then Applejack was definitely some sort of mighty warrior-queen. Rarity smiled to herself as she wondered what Applejack might look like in a winged helmet and chainmail bikini. Rarity then giggled to herself, realizing the irony that getting Applejack out of her normal clothes would be easier than getting her into something else.

Rarity bit at the inside of her cheek, and forced herself to get back to her drawing. As time went on, the septet of girls became more and more comfortable around each other, scooting a little bit closer as they lounged on the blanket or frolicked in the pond.

“You know.” Twilight said as she shyly took the jug of cider from Sunset Shimmer. “I once saw a thing in an anime where they said that drinking from the same bottle was kind of like indirect kissing.” Twilight blushed red from chin to ears, but made it a point to take a swig of the cider anyway. Any seductive glance she might've had for Sunset, however, was spoiled by the small sputtering and coughing fit the alcoholic cider prompted.

“Pssh, where's the fun in that?” Pinkie Pie said. She scooped the jug from Twilight's hands and took a drink with no adverse effect whatsoever. “I prefer a more direct approach!” And with that, Pinkie wrapped her arm around Twilight's shoulders, pulling her close to deliver a wet SMOOCH onto the scandalized purple-haired girl's cheek.

“Pinkie!” Twilight flushed red. “What are you doing?”

“Pretty obvious, dontcha think?” Pinkie Pie giggled, and turned towards the rest of her friends.“So who's up for naked make outs cuddle time?”

Her friends stared.

“What.” Rainbow Dash said.

“Aw, c'mon! I know I'm not the only one thinking it!”

Twilight paled. “That's not-- that's not why we're doing this.” She paused. “Is it?”

“Not the only reason.” Pinkie said. “I mean, we're already BFF's! I think we should become BFFWFS's!”

Twilight blinked. “I … don't know that acronym.” She said.

“That's because I just made it up! It stands for Best Friends Forever Who Fuck Sometimes!”

“Pinkie!” Twilight squeaked, scandalized.

“Oh, right, maybe we should call it BFFWFAS instead. Best Friends Forever Who Fool Around Sometimes.”

“We can't.” Twilight said, mostly by reflex.

“Oh, I know! BFFWB's! Best Friends Forever With Benefits!” Pinkie Pie said. “That's classier.”

“Are you serious?” Sunset Shimmer said.

“Absolutely!” Pinkie Pie said. “We're all super-bestest friends, right? That just means we can share anything. And I mean anything. Nothing wrong with that!” Pinkie Pie spread her legs, and then ran her palms down the inside of her chubby thighs. “You don't have to, either, and that's fine too! But as for me, I'd be really, really sad if I was stuck just touching myself.” Pinkie Pie slid a hand over her clean-shaven sex, and curled her fingers as she stroked herself. “Well, um, except for the touching myself part. That's fun. It's even more fun when you guys watch!”

“Holy shit that's hot.” Rainbow Dash said, jaw dropping.

“Isn't it!” Pinkie Pie giggled. She cooed as she worked a finger between her folds, and started working it back and forth, shamelessly masturbating in front of her friends. “You should try!”

“I … I couldn't.” Dash said.

“Didn't stop Fluttershy!” Pinkie said, turning to look at her pink haired friend. Sure enough Fluttershy had slipped one of her own delicate hands between her legs.

“Oh.” Fluttershy squeaked, shrinking down under her friends' gazes. “I couldn't help myself.”

“That's okay!” Pinkie Pie said. “There's nothing to be ashamed of!”

“Uh. What are you guys doing?” Sunset Shimmer said.

Fluttershy let out a sigh of relief as everyone's eyes swung over to the redhead.

“Uh.” Rainbow Dash said. “Isn't it obvious?”

While Sunset Shimmer was entirely at ease in the nude, that question made her blush. “Er. Kind of? I mean … you have to understand, for most of my life, I wasn't … y'know. Human. And, uh. It's not like I've really … indulged myself. You know, usually too busy trying to take over the world and all.”

“So you don't … “ Twilight trailed off.

“Masturbate?” Pinkie Pie chimed in. “The word you're looking for is masturbation. That's the official term and everything.”

“It just never came to mind.” Sunset said.

“That's terrible!” Pinkie Pie said, aghast. “You don't know what you're missing!”

“I guess not?” Sunset said.

“Well then, c'mon girls!” Pinkie Pie said, determined. “We've gotta teach Sunset how to get off!”

There was barely enough room on the blanket for the seven of them to sit in a circle. Even still, legs rubbed and entwined with one another, and not entirely by accident. Rarity made it a point to seat herself next to Applejack, and felt an electric thrill course through her body as their skin made contact.

“So. Uh. Do we take turns, or … ?” Sunset Shimmer trailed off.

“Just watch and learn!” Pinkie Pie said, and then, spreading her legs a little wider so everyone could see, she curled her middle two fingers into her glistening pussy. A blissful smile crossed Pinkie's face, and she soon started working her fingers back and forth, lewdly showing off for her friends. “All you have to do is reach down there, and just do whatever feels good!” She reached up with her other hand and squeezed one of her own bountiful breasts. “Everyone does it a little differently-- which is why you should just relax and watch the rest of us!”

Rainbow Dash, meanwhile, grit her teeth as she worked her fingers back and forth over her clit, rubbing herself faster and faster, 'til her fingers were nearly a blur. She panted out short, needy breaths, as if she were in the final sprint of a long race. Sweat beaded on her bare skin, and soon began to mat her multicolored hair as she worked herself into a higher and higher state of excitement. Finally, just a few moments later, Rainbow Dash let out a pained squeak as she came, her whole body releasing that tension like a loosed bow. Rainbow's hand finally stopped working frantically at her sex, and the athlete sprawled back.

“Ha. I'm first. I win.” Rainbow Dash said, panting.

“Silly Dashie! That's not how it works!” Pinkie Pie said.

“... It's not?”

“That just means you've got a hair trigger.” Pinkie Pie said. She took her hand from between her own legs and rolled over to look down at Dash, smiling knowingly. “Makes me wonder how sensitive you really are!”

“What're you talking abOOOOOH!” Rainbow Dash's question trailed to an incoherent moan as Pinkie Pie leaned down, sealing her lips around one of her friend's perky little nipples. Still giggling to herself, Pinkie slipped a hand between Rainbow's legs and wasted little time in sliding two fingers into her. Already primed from her first climax, Rainbow Dash soon was arcing her back and kicking her legs up in the air as her body was wracked by waves of sudden pleasure.

“Can I go next?” Fluttershy murmured, watching Rainbow writhe. “I'm fine with, uh … either part.” Her voice was characteristically demure and quiet-- even while she was quite uncharacteristically nude, watching Pinkie and Rainbow with a hungry, needy look in her eyes.

Sunset stared at the display, breathing harder. Her brownish nipples tightened, and she gave an involuntary wriggle. “Uh. Twilight? Is this … normal for humans?”

“No.” Twilight said, blushing. “At least, uh, not outside of badly scripted internet porn. But … that's kind of what makes it fun? I mean, uh, theoretically.”

“You know,” Sunset Shimmer said, “I think we may be moving past the theoretical stage, and more into an experimental one.” She shifted her leg to rub against Twilight's. Twilight shivered … and then, wordless, she leaned in and began to kiss along Sunset's neck, reverent and devoted. Sunset made a contented little sound, which only encouraged Twilight further. Before long, she had a handful of Sunset's flame-red hair, and used it to pull the other girl in for a ravenously lusty kiss. Sunset eagerly offered herself up for the ravishing.

Meanwhile, Rarity just didn't know where to look. The wanton sight of all her friends was shocking, enticing enough … but what was even better was the look on Applejack's face. The farmgirl's lips were parted slightly, and her cheeks were flushed a delightful shade of red. It was the look of someone both shocked and inspired by what they were seeing.

“Enjoying the show?” Rarity said, smiling.

“Uh.” Applejack tore her eyes away from Twilight and Sunset-- which wound up giving her an eyeful of Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, and Pinkie. “Maybe?”

“Well, I certainly am.” Rarity said. “Even though there are certain things I'd rather look at.”

Applejack blinked. “What're you--”

Rarity twined her fingers in Applejack's.

“Oh.” Applejack squeezed her hand back.

“If it's any consolation--” Rarity kissed Applejack's shoulder, and then eased her back on the blanket. “I honestly had no idea this would happen.”

“Yeah, guess it's Pinkie's fault.” Applejack craned her neck to get a better look at Pinkie Pie happily grinding herself against one of Fluttershy's hands as the other girl embraced her from behind. “Not that I'm complaining.”

“Nor am I. Now hold still.” Rarity smiled, and wriggled down to plant a kiss just below Applejack's navel. “I'm going to treat you like a lady.”

“A lady?” Applejack squinted down the length of her body, but her suspicion disappeared in a moan as Rarity laid a gentle kiss upon Applejack's deservedly wet pussy.

Rarity just smiled, and took her time. She worked her way up and down Applejack's sex, never giving into the temptation to just part her folds and dive in. Rarity couldn't blame her friends for their … enthusiasm, but there was also something to be said, she realized, for slow perfectionism. She was gentle and meticulous, delicately easing her tongue between Applejack's labia, working with shallow, tiny strokes, each one sending a shiver through Applejack's whole body. Applejack reached down for Rarity's hair, but the designer soon shoo'd those questing fingers away before they could muss her immaculate curls even further. She punished Applejack with a toothy nip to the inside of her thigh, and then set back to work. Rarity made a pass around Applejack's near-throbbing clitoris with her tongue, and then sealed her soft lips around the fleshy nub to tease and torment. After the sort of treatment she'd gotten in the minutes before, Applejack was set at a hair trigger-- she soon gasped and shuddered in a powerful climax, to the point where Rarity scrambled away to escape getting caught between the farmgirl's powerful thighs.

With the same sense of satisfaction she'd get from completing her latest project, Rarity looked down at Applejack as the farmgirl panted and twitched through the last of her orgasm. She ran her tongue over her lips, enjoying the last traces of Applejack's musky taste upon them. She looked around the little circle, where the rest of her friends cuddled intimately. It was the kind of sight that Rarity didn't know if she wanted to draw, or participate in.

“Okay!” Pinkie's voice snapped Rarity from her reverie. Again. “Anybody wanna switch?”

“Beg your pardon?” Even naked and sticky, Rarity defaulted to politeness.

“You know, switch partners! I mean, I dunno about you guys, but you're all so hot I just wanna play with all of you!” She giggled. “I bet I'm not the only one, either. Fluttershy's been looking at Rarity's butt like she's been hypnotized!”

“Uh.” Fluttershy tried to hide behind her long pink tresses. “ … Rarity has a nice butt.”

“Thank you?” Rarity said, for lack of anything better.

“So go on and show her!” Pinkie gave Fluttershy a light smack on the rump, urging her over towards Rarity. “That's the whole point, isn't it? Everybody gets to have fun with everybody!”

“Hold on,” Twilight looked up from where she'd been kissing over Sunset's belly. “With the seven of us, that makes for a … lot of possible combinations. Plus, seven is an odd number, so on each, uh, iteration, someone would just have to watch … well that, or I guess they could join in for a threesome, which might throw the matching system off . Hm.” She pushed her glasses further up her nose. “Rarity, could I borrow your sketchbook? I think I'm gonna need to make a chart.”

“You are such a nerd.” Sunset made it a term of affection, and stroked Twilight's hair.

“You heard Twilight, everybody!” Pinkie Pie snuggled up on the other side of Sunset Shimmer, and gave her hips a playful roll. “Time to get to work!”

'Work' was a terrible name for it. Over the next few hours, they explored each other, first in pairs and trios, but those soon flowed into quartets and quintets until all seven of them were entwined together in a tangle of limbs and lovers.

Each of them enjoyed themselves in their own way. To Twilight's delight, they learned. A lot. Sunset Shimmer was up for nearly anything, making up for lost time, it'd seem. Pinkie couldn't help but laugh the whole time, save for when she buried her face between someone or another's legs. Applejack and Rainbow Dash let their competitive natures get the better of them, and broke into out and out wrestling more often than not.

“Very Turkish.” Rarity couldn't help but note. Ever generous, she made it her mission to give each of her friends the pleasure they deserved, though the wanton moans each pass of Rarity's tongue induced was far from ladylike. Fluttershy was the most surprising of them all, as she kept on offering wilder and wilder suggestions, until she found herself held down by her friends, spread-eagled, and 'ravished against her will.'

“But, um, just for pretend.” Fluttershy noted.

“We got that part.” Rainbow Dash said.

Finally, as the sun began to set, even Pinkie Pie was satisfied. The girls lay together in a sweaty, warm jumble, hands lazily caressing stuff.

“We should get goin'.” Applejack said, and sat up.

“Aw, do we have to?” said Pinkie Pie.

“Eeeyup. We stay out here much longer, we're gonna get ourselves eaten by mosquitoes. 'specially layin' round in the altogether like this.”

“I guess we should just bring citronella candles or something next time.” Twilight said as she looked up at the red-and-orange sky.

“Next time?” Rainbow Dash blurted.

“Uh.” Twilight sat up, realizing what she'd said. “I mean, uh. If you guys wanted. To … do … this again. That is. I hadn't expected it to turn out this way, but, um, I enjoyed it. And, uh, not just the sex parts, but those were nice too.”

“You talk too much.” Sunset said, and silenced Twilight with a kiss.

“I suppose I could do with a little more drawing practice … “ Rarity said.

“Like you're gonna get much drawin' done.” Applejack smirked.

“I could try!” Rarity huffed.

“Not iffin' I have anythin' to say about it.”

Author's Note

So that was a silly gratuitious clopfic. Hope you enjoyed?

I'll admit, the ending is a bit rushed, but I honestly I didn't feel like writing out every debauched little detail of the impromptu orgy.

I miiiiight have some ideas for a sequel/continuation/what have you, but I'm working on some other (non porny) stuff. Honestly, I'm mostly writing this kinda stuff in case I wanted to slip blatant sex scenes into other projects. Or maybe I'll wind up writing another silly clopfic sometime. Who knows?