Contains: In-heat fillies looking at (mare-on-mare) pornography, masturbation (hoof), f/f cunnilingus (oral), mutual cunnilingus among three fillies (daisy-chain), and multiple orgasms, including extensive female ejaculations.

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"Well," Apple Bloom said, a sly grin on her face, "Ah got somethin' else at that sex shop too, other'n th' toys that is." Apple Bloom then went to the loose board again and dug her head in, coming up with something else in her muzzle. "Ah got thiff foo." She then placed what was apparently a magazine on the floor in front of Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo.

As the three fillies looked at the cover, a very pretty Pegasus mare was posed lewdly on the front cover, seated with her alabaster hoof just covering up her naughty bits and looking at the camera provocatively as her wings were widely spread behind her, with that gesture all but telling anypony who she was looking at that she was very 'interested' in them.

"'Playcolt'? I think you got the wrong magazine Apple Bloom, we're not colts! Colts don't have estruses like we are..." Sweetie said, yet couldn't tear her eyes away from the image on the front cover, the provocative gaze of the mare upon it not letting her look away.

"Ah ain't rightly sure what this magazine even is, but Ah think it's some sorta anatomy magazine er somethin' fer teachin' colts about a mare's bits. Ah mean, all these mares are spreadin' their legs out, hikin' their tails up, and winkin' their marehoods fer th' camera! What other reason could they possibly be doin' that for?!" Apple Bloom asked, before then opening to the first page.

On it was a fold-out of the same alabaster mare with the strawberry-red mane and tail from the front cover...only she was now laying on her chest on a soft-looking bed, her rump high in the air, her looking back to the camera with the same sultry gaze as on the cover. The mare's tail was flagged high, her swollen, glistening marehood and arousal-covered teats on full display as the camera caught her clitoris mid-wink, with the camera's focus being mostly on that peeking nub.

"Th' cover says this is th' 'Spring Heat Season Special Edition', whate'er 'at's supposed ta mean....but Ah think all th' mares in this magazine are in heat too, just like us! Ah thought maybe it could help us somehow, so Ah bought it." Apple Bloom said, looking at her two friends slack-jawed at the pure explicitness of what they were looking at.

"Ah...I see." Scootaloo said simply, her wings once more erected behind her and her belly starting to feel quite warm again as she looked at the glistening marehood of the mysterious mare flagging to her in the magazine. "So um, what else is in there?"

Apple Bloom turned the page. This time, the three fillies saw a cobalt blue Unicorn mare laying on her back with her forehooves drawn to her chest, having her white-haired tail spread behind her on a soft-looking bed and leaving her swollen deep-magenta marehood and ponut exposed to the camera, both glistening with her arousal as she bit her lower lip and looked down to the camera. "W-wow...they're all so...pretty." Sweetie said, not sure what else to say as Apple Bloom turned the page again, revealing another mare in a lewd position.

After a while, their young minds barely able to handle the intense, overtly-sexual exposure, they reached a part of the magazine where it stopped simply being pin-ups, coming to a nearly blank page that simply read 'Hardcore'. Naturally, not knowing the significance of the warning, Apple Bloom turned the page. Instantly, all three fillies felt a rush of heat and tingling in their bellies as they saw two mares kissing passionately, the shot taken from behind them so both of their whole, wet crotches were visible as they made out. "W-wow, Ah never seen two mares kissin' before..." Apple Bloom said, before puckering her own mouth experimentally. Curious what else was next, the trio gasped in unison when Apple Bloom turned the page.

On the next page, shot from first the receiving then the giving mare's perspectives, was one mare licking the other between her legs, with the receiving one having a look of pure bliss on her face while the giver dug at her own crotch with her own hoof. The charcoal-grey Earth-pony mare receiving spread her legs wide to the pure-white muzzle between them, her unicorn partner also making sure to spread her passage wide for the camera with her cyan-blue magic all the way to her cervix but just short of touching it, none-the-less giving a full view all of the mare's inmost passage as the magic lit the camera's way. In another shot the unicorn was holding her partner's protruding clit with her tongue underneath it...but this time the lower mare had her head leaned back fully and her tongue out, a large puddle of her fluids on the floor and her whole crotch soaked as her hips were arched into the air in seeming climax.

"Wow, does putting your muzzle and tongue between a mare's legs really feel that good?" Scootaloo asked herself as much as the others, before noticing that Sweetie's hoof had slipped between her own legs again, with Scootaloo also feeling the burning in her core once once more, "It's gotta feel better than just this burning at least..."

"Or a m-mare's m-m-magic? W-would that feel good?" Sweetie added as she tried using her own magic to rub herself, her horn already trying to light with her magic but falling dark again after only a few sparks left it, earning a disappointed sigh from the young unicorn. "Too bad I'm still learning how to use mine..."

Something clicked inside Apple Bloom's mind. "Hey, Sweetie maybe instead'a yer magic, we can jus' do what th' other mare's doing! We can use our muzzles an' tongues, jus' like them!"

As the realization of the strange suggestion set in, both of the other Crusaders stuck their tongues out in experimentation, trying to see their own tongues. After failing that, they instead looked at each other and ended up giggling lightly at the silly face they were getting from the other.

"Well, the other mares in the magazine seem to like it..." Scootaloo said, her wings stiffly flittering as she looked at the opened page again and puffed her chest out, "Plus...well...the burning's starting again for me. I'll go first!"

Apple Bloom nodded. "Since Ah suggested it, Ah guess Ah could go first lickin' ya." she said, though with some slight hesitance. Without hesitation of her own as she felt her lower belly burning much hotter now, her heat resurging, Scootaloo laid down on the floor again and spread her legs just like the mare in the picture. Her hooves were drawn to her chest and her back legs spread wide, showing Apple Bloom her once-more soaked and swollen marehood, her clit slowly winking on reflex to any stallions who happened to be watching; inviting them to come and breed her, even if none were present now.

"Ya sure ya want this?" Apple Bloom asked, wanting to make sure that this is what Scootaloo wanted for sure.

"Yes!" Scoots responded instantly, "I need something more than my hoof, and the way the mare looked in the picture...I think this is it."

Apple Bloom felt a twinge of nervousness of trying something new like this, even with her friends. If it tasted bad, or she somehow hurt her friend, that could lead to some...problems. Regardless, having made a promise and choosing to keep it as her sister had always taught her to do, she laid down behind Scootaloo like the other mare in the magazine had. As she looked up into her friend's eyes and received a nod, Apple Bloom lowered her muzzle between her friend's legs, giving it an experimental sniff.

The scent of Scootaloo's slit was the same odor of a fertile mare that the whole clubhouse was saturated in, but more specifically the scent of a Pegasus mare in heat; a hint of ozone mixed in with the typical musky aroma all races shared. Feeling her own belly starting to burn from being so close to the source, Apple Bloom remembered what she was supposed to be doing. "Right, here goes nothin'..." she said, and, with that, she leaned forward, stuck her tongue out, and licked.

At that first lick, Apple Bloom tasted the flavor of her friend, finding it actually wasn't as bad as she'd thought it would be, her fluids a thick, slippery, lightly sweet and salty liquid. There was also a hint of ozone just like she'd smelled, like she was licking a stormcloud again, it tasting like the small piece of one Scootaloo had gotten from Rainbow Dash and told her to taste, except without the strong tingle of electric it had had.

As Apple Bloom felt that soft, smooth pair of lower lips on her tongue, Scootaloo, in turn, felt Apple Bloom's slippery, textured tongue sliding over her sensitive fillyhood, gently spreading the lips and licking just past them. Scoots let out a quiet, involuntary moan as Apple Bloom followed her first lick with another, the wet, warm stimulation that felt so right on the receiving filly's slit making her clit wink on reflex and causing her friend's tongue to slide over that heart-shaped nub directly. As it did, Scootaloo gave a quiet yelp and shuddered heavily, a huge surge of electric sensation rolling through her and her back arching up towards her on reflex.

Sensing something may be wrong, Apple Bloom pulled back. "Y'alright Scoots?" she asked, before receiving a rapid series of nods from the asked.

"Y-yeah, I'm great! That actually feels...great! Way better than my or even your hoof! I really liked it when you licked my clitoris...oh Celestia!" Scoots said. Apple Bloom blinked, then stared blankly at her. "Oh, right, you didn't take sex ed. The clitoris, or 'clit', is that little nub that peeks out, or 'winks', sometimes when you're in heat, then more, and more often, when you're being pleasured or see a stallion or colt you really like when you're in your heat, then a lot when you orgasm or feel really good during sex stuff. It's the part that feels really good when it rubs against something when you're winking."

"Ah, so ya want me to lick your 'clit' lots since it feels real good?" Apple Bloom asked, before receiving a firm shake of the head 'no' from Scoots.

"It's really sensitive, so try to only lick on it sometimes, OK? Miss Cheerilee said if it's 'stimulated' too much or for too long, it'll start to hurt. Try to focus more on the outside, or just past the labia...I mean 'lips', if you could. Cheerilee said that's the 'vaginal entrance' that leads to the inner parts of a mare's foal-making parts, and that's where it's most sensitive and feels best. Just past the lips..." Scootaloo said, and Apple Bloom nodded back.

"So the 'clit' only sometimes then th' lips 'n' 'entrance' th' rest of the time. Got it." she said, before looking back down at her friend's wet, winking crotch, "So, uh, want me to to keep goin'?"

"I thought you'd never ask." Scoots said, squirming a bit more towards Apple Bloom and offering herself up, spreading her legs more to give her easier access, her pussy welcoming her back with a wink, "please?"

As Apple Bloom swiftly put her muzzle back to work licking Scootaloo's fillyhood, getting a nice moan as she did, Sweetie Belle watched on as Scootaloo closed her eyes, her orange-coated friend's mouth lightly open, her expression the face of pure pleasure. "F-feels weird but s-soooo much better than a hoof..." Scoots said, her hooves now resting softly atop Apple Bloom's head as she received her first eating-out, "P-please don't stop again..."

Sweetie felt her own desires rising as she watched Apple Bloom 'eating out' their Pegasus friend, hearing the quiet squeaks, moans, and sharp, pleasured breaths from Scoots as she kept licking slowly. It was weird to see them like that, in such a lewd-looking position and doing something...like that...but if both were enjoying it, who was she to stop them? Deciding to see what else the magazine had in it with one hoof and rubbing her own swollen slit with the other, Sweetie grabbed the magazine and turned the page.

This page had the two mares from before now laying with their muzzles between each others' legs, seemingly licking at each other at the same time, looks of pleasure on both of their faces, their eyes lightly closed. On the opposite page, a third lime-green Pegasus mare with platinum blonde hair now joined them and the three lay in a small circle, hunched around so each of their muzzles were buried into the others' slits, what of their faces that were visible showing nothing but expressions of pure bliss. This gave Sweetie an idea.

"Hey gals? I have an idea so we can all help each other at once and maybe stop our heats for a bit." she said cautiously, with Apple Bloom and Scootaloo looking up to her. Scootaloo was completely drenched by this point, and by proxy so was Apple Bloom, Scoot's lower body an absolute mess of matted fur and fluids, the former's muzzle now covered in the latter's filly-honey.

"H-huh? Why'd you stop?" Scootaloo asked, her voice groggy as though she had just woken up, more than a hint of disappointment audible, "That was starting to get really...good..."

"Sorry Scoots, but Sweetie said she had an idea so we could all get rid a' th' burnin' at the same time." Apple Bloom replied, with both fillies then looking to Sweetie expectedly. As they did, the named unicorn held up the magazine and pointed, showing the mares in the circle licking each other simultaneously.

"Well, I was thinking maybe we could do...this?" Sweetie asked unsurely.

"Ah yeah, 'at looks like somethin' we could do. Y'all OK with that idea?" Apple Bloom asked, and got nods from the remaining two fillies. "Right, Sweetie, if ya wanna lick me, Ah could keep lickin' Scoots and then she could lick you." The other two nodded again.

"Yeah, this seems like a great idea!" Scootaloo said authentically, before shifting and scooting her flank to the side as the other two fillies got into position. Using the magazine as a reference, the trio were soon positioned the same way the other mares were, each with their muzzles near each other's needing, fragrant marehoods.

"So, uh, we just start lickiiiiii—" Sweetie squealed out as she felt Scootaloo's tongue suddenly delve just into her marehood and feeling the slippery, wonderful sensation of her tongue just within her, with Scootaloo in turn feeling Sweetie wink on her tongue rapidly as her lips were parted by another for their first time. Sweetie's fluids were true to her name, very sweet and musky, while having a faint flavor that could only be described as 'magic'; tasting like licking a sweet-tasting spell, if that made any sense.

Scootaloo, in turn, felt as Apple Bloom buried her muzzle between her legs again, making her stiff wings try to flap behind her at the wonderful sensation. She felt those feelings of before when Apple Bloom was licking her resuming, making her start to pant already as her hips arched towards the muzzle pleasuring her, encouraging it deeper.

Sweetie was still somewhat hesitant even as she felt Scootaloo licking into her marehood with fervor, looking at the large, deep-brown and swollen marehood before her, the yellow fur surrounding it heavily matted in Apple Bloom's fluids. Taking a deep breath, and in turn taking in lungsful of earthy, musky Earth-pony arousal, Sweetie Belle buried her muzzle into her needing friend's slit without further ado, earning her a slight gasp followed by a deeper moan. She knew it would be unfair for her to be pleased and not return the favor, and quickly found that the flavor of Apple Bloom – slightly sweet, fairly salty, and just lightly earthy – by far wasn't the worst thing she'd ever tasted.

The trio of heated fillies kept licking, lapping and suckling on and just past their friends' needing lips and on their clits occasionally, all of their fluids flowing freely and down onto the floor beneath them. It felt intimate almost, like they were all one filly, working and moving just right to please itself. As they all came again and again to each others' tongues and muzzles, each climax was only announced by a quiet squeal or pussy-muffled whinny and the wet sounds of the cumming mare's fluids splashing onto their pleaser, words having no place in the ring of writhing, fluids-and-sweat-soaked fillies.

Each orgasm rapidly built to another, the scents and flavors and feelings of the young mares climaxing on their friends' muzzles, and the scent and feelings of their own releases, fueling their lusts. All three felt like they were drifting above their bodies the whole time, as though this magnitude of pleasure being their own was impossible. They were unable to think as they simply kept roughly licking and lapping, as well as feeling the same being done unto them, almost mindlessly working on instinct at this point; only instinct and the need for release and satisfaction was driving them now.

Each time one of the three came, it would feel wonderful as they tensed up and shivered as ecstasy overwhelmed them once more, their innards bearing down on themselves, feeling that rush of pure relief as they released, the burning reducing as they added their cum to the ever-growing puddle of shared liquid-lust beneath them. Each orgasm seemed to be more intense than the last for each filly, that increasing reward only spurring them on to keep licking and being licked.

It could have been as much as an hour before the three finally stopped licking each other, all three shivering as they then recovered from the countless orgasms their young bodies had been subjected to, only stopping as they grew exhausted from their physical efforts and from slight dehydration as they collapsed into the puddle of over a dozen of their combined orgasms.

After recovering somewhat, panting heavily like dogs on a hot day, the trio were thankful the spring day had cooled thanks to the storm, with it now much more tolerable as their own inner heats were also temporarily extinguished. "H-Holy hay...th-that w-was..." Apple Bloom tried to stammer out, but her head simply landed with a soft 'thawnk' on the wooden floor, with her staring up at the ceiling.

The other two seemed to share the sentiments as the room once full of orgasmic squeals, whinnies, and the wet sounds of sex was now only filled with the panting of three very tired fillies recovering from their threesome, the scent of heated sex and sweat now strongly hanging in the air. Eventually, Scootaloo found the strength to stand, her whole body aching in a not-entirely-unpleasant way now from the way she was constantly writhing and tensing during her orgasms, and walked over to the water supply they kept for their adventuring. She brought a gallon jug back to her friends and, after taking a long guzzle of her own offered it to them, knowing they were likely as thirsty as she was.

After draining the jug between them, Sweetie was the first to feel the burning in her belly returning a few minutes of resting later, and as she felt that light smoldering in her belly, she started to panic slightly. "Why?! Why won't this heat just go away?!" she squealed in frustration, with Apple Bloom sighing slightly as she felt her own heat reigniting.

"Well, Ah guess 'at didn't work as well as Ah hoped it would... though it did feel real nice doin' it. Looks like we're still in heat gals." Apple Bloom said with a hint of despair, "All'a that fer nothin...Ah guess we'll be like this fer the rest'a Spring!"

Scootaloo simply rolled her eyes. "Girls, the reason why your heat keeps coming back is because orgasms only stop it for a little while, like a few minutes at most. Miss Cheerilee said the only way to stop your heat for hours, or permanently for eleven months, is to have a stallion or colt 'ejaculate' inside of you, and the 'semen' will stop the burning for a while because your body thinks you just got pregnant with a foal. Then when you actually do get pregnant it stops it all the way until you have the foal about a year later, otherwise your heat just comes back in a day or so. She said it can also be stopped with other things that can trick your brain into thinking you'd been 'inseminated'...that means that you had a stallion put his goo inside your marehood."

Apple Bloom smirked. "Well, looks like ya remembered more'n ya though about sex, huh Scoots?" she asked, before looking to her, "Well, Ah don't exactly see no stallions er colts 'round here who could end our heat, an' Ah think our folks'd be more'n a mite upset if we get preggers with a random stallion or colt's foal, especially at our age..."

Scootaloo simply facehoofed, before going and retrieving her long-forgotten dildo. "We don't need a real stallion! We could have been using these all along, duh!" she said, before remembering Apple Bloom saying there was some fake semen in the 'fridge. "Oh for...gals, we could have stopped our heats forever ago if we'd just used these dildos! That fake semen Apple Bloom bought is designed to stop a mare's heat for the whole day!" she huffed, as frustrated as much with herself as her friends for not remembering.

The other two fillies facehooved alongside her.

"So...you gals ready to really end your heats?" Scootaloo asked, while Sweetie Belle finally found the courage to pick up the sex toy given to her and Apple Bloom grabbed her own.

"Ya bet your sweet orange flank Ah am!"

"Yeah, me too!"

Scootaloo the looked down to the complicated harness that came with the toys, as well as the pump in the middle, all while holding her own toy in a hoof; "Now, how do we use this stuff...?"

Author's Note

Oh you silly fillies, not even realizing the solution's right in front of your muzzles!