Applejacked

With the end of their business day, The Ponyville Spa was closed and cleaned up. Although the did not actually need to do it themselves, considering what had happened in it earlier, Aloe and Lotus Blossom chose to clean up the tub they and Applejack had used earlier. This allowed greater discretion as they did not need to explain the milky cloudiness of the water nor the pungent muskiness filling the air.

Fortunately, it was slow enough that they were able to keep the tub closed for the rest of their business day.

When everything was finished for the evening, the pair headed home. There they had dinner, opened some wine, and sat talking about what happened. As they did, Aloe -- who normally had just one or two glasses -- wound up drinking pretty much an entire bottle on her own. It was not intentional. It was just that as they talked, Aloe kept feeling her mouth get dry and stomach flutter, so she would take a drink to calm herself. Due to her limited experience with alcohol, Aloe had a rather low tolerance for the stuff. As a result, she was feeling pretty warm, and had quite a little buzz going.

"You know," she said, her pink cheeks redder than usual, "that's the first time I have seen an actual stallionhood in the flesh."

"I suppose, technically, you still haven't," Lotus replied with a giggle. "After all, while it was most certainly a highly masculine trait, it was still attached to Miss Applejack." With a sigh, she turned and looked out one of the windows.

"It is a shame it was such a large one," she said. "I do not think I could fit it inside myself, so having such an endowment be the first experience would be rather intimidating, and most likely on the highly painful side."

Licking her lips and taking sip, Aloe finished her latest glass of wine. After setting the glass down on the coffee table, she moved closer to Lotus, pressing into her side.

"I do not mind missing out," Aloe said. "I have never really been much interested in being with a stallion. I much prefer the touch of another mare."

"I know," Lotus said, wrapping an arm around the other mare and rubbing her shoulder. "It is just that, you are missing out on some rather fun and pleasurable matters. The feel of a stallion -- especially a confident and experienced one -- inside you, their hands caressing your body, their warm breath against your neck, the feel of their muscles flexing and shifting beneath their fur, them making an actual effort to pleasure you." Her eyes glassed over. "And the feel of them twitching inside you as the reach their orgasm, the warm seed shooting deep into your depths. It is such a wonderful thing that you should experience at least once."

Aloe moved closer, slipping into the crook of Lotus's arm and resting her head on her shoulder.

"That is something I have always admired about you," Aloe said softly. "You have always been the braver of us. The first to date, the first to have sex, the idea of the spa to begin with."

"Aloe," Lotus said softly. "It was something that we both wished for. I was simply the one that was willing to take the large step and get the loan. A loan that I would like to remind you we were able to pay off early and make the spa profitable because of you and your business savvy."

"Perhaps," Aloe conceded, shifting, "but it has always been you who has been the courageous one. To make the first move if we both do something, or be the one to do something I would never dare. Like when you pierced your genitals." She chuckled. "Remember the story mother told us of when we were born?"

That question got a laugh from Lotus, one hand reaching down to smack her sister playfully on the shoulder.

"I remember it well," Lotus said still grinning. "According to her, I was more than ready to be born."

"And the doctor had to practically reach in and pull me out," Aloe added. She pushed a little closer and lifted herself up. "Even here and now, look at us. We have this lovely place, and you and I share it because I am frightened of living alone."

Lotus turned toward Aloe more, blue furred arms reaching out to wrap around the other mare and pull her into a hug.

"A situation that I do not mind," she stated. "For you are my little sister, and I love you. I am more than happy to share a home with you for as long as you like."

"Perhaps," sighed Aloe. "But... perhaps it is time that I did something courageous myself."

"What do you mean?"

Turning herself, Aloe faced Lotus Blossom directly. She reached up with one hand, stroking it through the pink mane that so matched her own coat. As her hand reached the back of her sister's head, she tightened her grip and pulled Lotus forward. Leaning in, Aloe brought her mouth to her sister's kissing her fully.

She could feel the other mare tensing as their lips met, and could imagine that Lotus was staring with wide eyes. As the kiss continued, Aloe felt her sister relax, pushing into it more. One hand gripped the back of her head, fingers coiling into the mane, while the other slid down to hold the base of her tail.

Taking that a sign of encouragement, Aloe pulled her sister closer, and opened her mouth wide. Her tongue slipped out, sliding across the other mare's soft, sweet lips before slipping between them. The other mouth opened slightly, a moan escaping as it allowed the exploring tongue entrance. As soon as it did, the Lotus's own tongue moved to run across and wrestle with it.

Finally, reluctantly, Aloe broke the kiss and pulled away. She looked at Lotus, who was looking back at her. Both of them were wide eyed and panting, strands of saliva still attaching their mouths.

"That," Lotus panted out, "was rather unexpected of you." She wiped at her mouth, breaking the strings and removing the saliva from her lips.

"You seemed to enjoy it very much," Aloe pointed out with a smile.

"I did, but I am still rather curious as to what brought this on suddenly."

The question suddenly made Aloe's throat go dry, her tongue sticking to the roof of her mouth. Breaking the hug, she pulled away from her sister and stood up, walking toward the kitchen.

"Aloe?"

"Just give me one second, please."

Heading to the rack, Aloe took a hold of another bottle of wine and pulled it free. Normally they only had a single bottle during the night, with Lotus finishing it as she felt that an opened bottle did not store well and would go to waste. Now, here was Aloe -- the "good twin" according to some of the ponies that knew them -- pulling out a third bottle while trying to seduce her sister.

"Would you care for another glass," she asked as she approached, pulling the cork from the bottle.

"I believe I shall," Lotus responded, picking up her glass and holding it out.

Aloe quickly filled it before refilling her own. She took a long, slow sip, letting the wine dance across her tongue. The dryness of it did not much help with the feeling of her throat and mouth, but the acidic bitter sweetness gave her a slight distraction, and the thought of having a little more alcohol in her system helped her relax more. That made it easier to confess to her sister what she wanted.

"In truth, I have always been a little envious of you," she admitted. "It is as I said before: you were always the braver one, the more confident, the one who did things first." She took another sip and a pause, trying to collect her thoughts. "I am not exactly sure when it became a..." she moved a finger as her mind tried to come up with the right word "... sexual attraction? More romantic interest? I do not entirely know exactly how to describe it. Regardless, it was certainly some time after going through puberty. I think after you declared yourself... uhm... what was the term?"

"Pansexual," Lotus stated.

"Yes. As I was saying, I think it was some time after that, when I was realizing that I was attracted to mares. As I tried to find a marefriend, I found that I would often compare them to you. You were... uhm... what is term?... you were the... stool line?"

This got a giggle from Lotus Blossom.

"I do not think that is the correct term," she said with a grin. "However, I do believe I understand what you mean."

Aloe gave a nod and downed the rest of her glass. Setting it down, she leaned back.

"Regardless of term," she continued, "it was you that I compared any potential mare to before dating. Then, one day -- I... think... it was when we were going to beauty school? -- I was with a marefriend, but..." She felt her face heating up (whether it was the alcohol or the pending confession, she was no longer sure), "...I found myself fantasizing about you. No matter whom I was with, it was you that were doing certain things to me, or me doing certain things to you." She let out a chuckle. "I even called out your name once during orgasm, which made for a very awkward conversation and break-up."

Reaching forward, she grabbed the bottle and began to pour herself another glass.

"So that was when I realized that I was in love with you. Lusting for you. You were the mare that I wanted to be with the rest of my life, that I wanted to share a bed with. However, such a thing could not happen. We are sisters after all. As such, I attempted to forget such a thing. To have relationships with others and not think about you in that manner."

Shifting, Aloe looked down at her glass. Her fingers shifted, slowly spinning it back and forth.

"That is, until what happened with Miss Applejack today. While most of my attention and fascination was on that impressive stallionhood, there was another part of me that was focused on you. When our lips met, when I licked the fluid off your face --" she let out a sigh "-- it was one of the most exciting moments of my life. Then when you pressed your body on top of mine..."

The rest of the statement as Aloe was lost in the memory. She closed her eyes as a shiver ran down her spine. Her thighs pressed against each other, rubbing them together as she could feel her panties getting wetter. She squeezed her free hand tightly, resisting the urge to rub herself.

"It was the second most arousing moment of my life," she finally said.

"Second?" Lotus Blossom asked. "Care to tell me what the first was?"

Aloe giggled before answering, "the day you came home and showed me your vaginal piercing. I found it so erotic, that I masturbated myself repeatedly until I was exhausted."

"Did you taste yourself?"

"...not then, no."

Aloe felt Lotus Blossom's hand on her face. Turning toward the other mare -- toward her sister -- Aloe looked her in the eyes. A small smile spread across Lotus's mouth as her eyes narrowed.

"Would you like to go back to my room and taste me?" Lotus asked.

For a moment, Aloe stared at the other mare, speechless. It was hard for her to believe that this was real, that this was happening. It must have been some sort of dream. A dream that was one of her biggest fantasies, far more vivid than it usually was. She would go with Lotus to her room, Lotus would start to undress, and just before the panties went down to reveal that beautiful, blue, pierced vagina, Aloe would wake up and masturbate herself to orgasm before having to get ready for work.

Except it was not a dream. It was really happening. Her sister was actually asking her to go to bed.

"Yes," she gasped out.

With a smirk, Lotus Blossom finished her glass of wine and set it down. Standing up, she took a hold of Aloe's hand and pulled her up, leading her to the bedroom.

As excited as she was about what was happening, a part of Aloe could not help but wonder why. Reactions that she had expected ranged from outright disgust to gentle rejection. Something like this actually happening was mostly just kept to her late night fantasies. She wanted to ask, but was also afraid. What if the very act of asking about it broke whatever magic it was that was making this happen? What if she made Lotus reconsider, deciding not to go through with it?

Biting her lip, she chose to stay quiet on the matter. As much as she wanted to know, she would just let tonight happen, and maybe ask about it in the morning... if at all.

Living together in the same house, the two of them had seen each others rooms plenty of times. For the most part, they were the same: same beds, same dressers, and the same frames with most of the same pictures in them. There were some differences, though. For instance, the sheets and blankets on the Lotus's bed were the opposite colors of Aloe's, similar to how their fur, manes, and tails were opposites. The biggest difference was a shelf Lotus had that Aloe did not. It was a little trophy shelf, showing all the things that the mare had accomplished. Not trophies from sports or school activities, but more unique and entertaining accomplishments. One frame containing a picture of her vaginal piercing and the receipt for it. Another having the remains of the paid off business loan for the spa. There were even a couple of pieces of jewelry that had been given by various lovers, including one that was from some high noble in Canterlot that Lotus would not even tell Aloe the name of for some reason ("It is more a reminder of a mistake more than anything of value," was all she would say on the matter).

As she looked at the shelf, Aloe felt the presence of her sister behind her. Soft, blue arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her back. She felt hips against her butt, breasts against her back, and a warm breath against the back of her neck. Hands slid down then up, slipping under her shirt and stroking up along her stomach. A kiss was placed on her nape, followed by a nip that caused her to moan out.

Reaching behind her, Aloe grabbed a hold of Lotus Blossom's butt and gave a squeeze. The action caused a grunt from the other mare, sending vibrations through Aloe's held skin.

The biting suddenly stopped.

"First thing is first," Lotus whispered. "We need to get you out of this shirt." Her tongue then traced along one of the ears. She kept sliding her hands further up, stroking over the stomach and chest before reaching Aloe's breasts. Gently, Lotus cupped them, running her fingers along the underside. The fingertips traced up along the sensitive flesh, teasing the mare before reaching the nipples. One finger each pressed down on the hardening tip of the nipples, while another stroked along the lower edges of the areolas.

The teasing and touching caused Aloe's breath to catch in her throat. It was not simply what was being done -- although she was certain that none of her other lovers had caressed her nipples in quite that way -- but who was doing it. Her sister, a mare whom she had know since before they were born and that she had been lusting after for years, was playing with her nipples. The thought a lone was enough to get her excited. Combined with the actual touching and caressing, and it sent shocks of pleasure through her body.

When the fingers pulled away from her nipples and the warm body from hers, it sent a pang of disappointment through her. She did not want it to end. Fortunately, the disappointment quickly faded as Lotus took a hold of Aloe's shirt and pulled it up, taking it off her and leaving her topless.

"Now it is your turn," Lotus declared, placing her hands on Aloe's hips and turning her around.

Barely able to contain her excitement, Aloe turned around and took a hold of her sister's shirt. Slipping her thumbs under the waist, she lifted it up, letting her hands run along the sides of the body she had been dreaming about. As soon as Lotus's breasts were exposed, Aloe stopped lifting. Instead she leaned forward, bringing her mouth to one of the nipples, and slipped her tongue out. Closing her eyes, she traced along the edge before flicking it across the tip. The moan in response encouraged her. As she resumed pulling the shirt up and off, she pressed her muzzle forward, taking the nipple in her mouth. Knowing that Lotus was a little tougher than her, and enjoyed it a little rough, Aloe bit down gently on the teat. She lifted it slightly, flicking over the very tip of it again. Her eyes closed as she let the shirt fall away, suckling on the captive nipple and imagining the taste of her sister's milk running across her tongue.

Another moan escaped Lotus as she gripped the back of Aloe's head. Gripping the soft hair tightly, she pulled Aloe away. The two looked at each other, both of them panting, with strings of saliva running to the released nipple.

As soon as the nipple was free, Lotus let go of Aloe's head and reached down to her waist. There was a quick stroking of the hips before fingers deftly slipped into the waist band and quickly undid the fly. Not wanting to fall too far behind, Aloe slipped her own hands down to Lotus's pants, working to undo the front and help push them down.

The two of them stood there, both completely naked.

"Now, my little sister," Lotus Blossom said as she turned to point, "onto the bed with you."

A small smirk tugged at Aloe's lips as her eyes narrowed, feeling the need to tease a little.

"And if I do not?" she asked.

Instead of answering with words, Lotus Blossom took a hold of Aloe. With ease, she picked the other mare up -- getting a squeak of surprise -- and tossed her onto the bed. Aloe hit the mattress with a soft thump, bouncing up off it. Before she landed the second time, her sister lunged at her, landing on top and pinning her down. Grinning, Lotus leaned down and pressed her lips to Aloe's. This time, it was Lotus who opened her mouth, slipping her tongue into her sister's and exploring it.

As the felt her sister's tongue exploring her mouth, Aloe's eyes rolled into the back of her head. Pushing up hard, she pressed her breasts against the Lotus's, grinding their nipples together. Shifting her hips, grinding their pubic mounds together in the process, she pushed one leg up between them, rubbing her ankle along her sister's calf and stroking their thighs against each other. When the piercing touched her leg, she pushed to stroke against it more.

She wanted more, to do more. Aloe wanted to grab her sister and pull her closer, wrap her arms around Lotus. She wanted to stroke her back, squeeze her ass, finger her and eat her until she was screaming, and get eaten in turn. Except her body was pinned down and arms stuck. She was prone and helpless, unable to do anything but what her sister wanted.

Not that she was complaining about it. The idea of Lotus dominating her was thrilling and arousing in its own way.

The kiss broke as Lotus pulled away, panting slightly with flecks of saliva around her mouth.

"Do not move," Lotus ordered as she pulled up, letting Aloe's arms go.

Aloe gave a nod and obeyed, staying where she was with her arms up by her side. She watched as her sister moved off her and turned around. Lotus looked over her shoulder with a small grin as she turned her back. A smile spread across Aloe's own face as she let her gaze drift down to along the back, stopping as it came to that shapely little blue butt.

That same butt suddenly moved at Aloe, pressing against her snout. The soft cheeks spread around her nose as her lips felt a very different pair, that was dripping wetness against her chin. Closing her eyes, she pushed up, stroking her snout against the soft cleft. Her tongue slipped out, pushing up as it explored until finding the warm wetness. Tracing along it, she found the metal of the piercing, and pushed, grinding against it. There was a squeal from above Aloe, and she could feel more thick fluid pouring over her face. She took a deep breath, letting the smell of Lotus Blossom's fluids fill her nostrils.

Wrapping her arms around Lotus's thighs, Aloe pulled the butt closer, pressing her face into it more. After giving the piercing one last lick -- flicking the ring in the process -- she traced along the warm, wet, nether lips. She then thrust her tongue in as deep into the vaginal depths as she could reach, feeling the wet walls squeeze around her. Her tongue strained to push deeper still, rolling to slide along the walls and collect as much of the feminine fluid as she could get.

While Aloe was caught up in eating out her sister, one of Lotus Blossom's hands was pressing on Aloe's stomach. Sliding down along the abs, it moved through the pubic mound before reaching the vaginal lips. One finger pressed down against the vaginal hood, grinding to tease the sensitive nub underneath it, while the other stroked down along the sensitive folds. Slipping down and up slightly, Lotus slipped the tip under the hood, stroking around the sensitive nub directly. Meanwhile, the other digit pressed more firmly as it traced up and down, slowly parting the lips and sinking into the warm, wet, depths. It probed deeper and deeper, working its way in to the knuckle.

The sensation of being teased and penetrated caused Aloe to cry out more. Her legs shifted as she pressed her hips up, pushing into the touch more. She tightened her grip more, fingers digging into her sister's flesh as she tried to pull Lotus closer. Slipping her tongue from the depths, she traced along the lips. Back at the clit, she wrapped her lips around, running her tongue across the piercing and over the sensitive nub.

A cry of pleasure escaped Lotus as she pressed against Aloe more.

"Yes," Lotus groaned out. "There. Keep that up please. I-I'm-I'M-"

The words were lost as she cried out in orgasm. Pushing down hard and grinding her hips, she rubbed herself against Aloe's face while caught up in climatic bliss. Thick, feminine fluid poured out from Lotus Blossom's sex, spraying all over Aloe's face. The musky liquid flooded the pinned mare's nose, filling it the smell pungent aroma but also making let the ring go as she started coughing.

Lotus Blossom rolled off of Aloe, pulling away. Turning to face her sister, she reached out to grab Aloe's shoulders.

"Are you alright?" Lotus asked.

"I am fine," Aloe replied, wiping at her snout. "Although, were I not, it would be a preferable way for my life to end."

The two of them giggled at that. Leaning forward, Lotus Blossom reached up to wipe some of her fluid from her sister's face, and bring it to her mouth. She gave a lick, tasting herself.

"So, do you like how I taste, little sister?" Lotus asked with a smirk.

"Yes," Aloe answered, still licking her own face clean. "It is rather delicious."

"I am glad you enjoyed it," Lotus said. Her eyes narrowed as her smirk widened. "Now --"

She gave Aloe a shove, getting a yelp in response. Lotus's hands wrapped around Aloe's calves, yanking them up and pulling them wide. She then reached down to grip the thighs, holding them tight and pulling her further up until Aloe's shoulder blades and head rested on the bed, but the rest of her lifted up off of it.

Aloe tried to ask what Lotus was doing, but the question was lost in a cry of pleasure as a mouth was pressed hard against her slit, tongue probing deep into her depths. Legs tensing, she gripped her sister's head between her thighs, holding it in place. The position made it hard for her to move around much, basically leaving her under the control of her sister. Which was probably the point?

A point that was demonstrated by how easily Lotus was able to pull Aloe's legs open, freeing her head from their grip. Lotus shifted her mouth, pressing it around the vaginal lips and sucking hard. She then pulled up, an exaggerated wet slurp escaping her as she did. With a predatory grin, she then leaned back down, giving one of the lips a gentle nip and tug.

No mare had ever done that to her before. It was... kind of confusing, actually. The sensation was pleasurable, but also a little painful and kind of odd. It was difficult partially like skin being pulled, partially like having hairs plucked, and partially like she was being eaten, which she sort of was.

When Lotus did it to her a second time, Aloe decided that she enjoyed it.

As the ministrations -- and tugging -- continued, Lotus Blossom's hands reached down, grabbing a hold of Aloe. One moved to the stomach, rubbing around the belly button and teasing the piercing on it. The other moved further, taking a hold of a perky pink breast. Two fingers pinched around the nipple, giving it a tug.

For some reason, that was enough to send Aloe over the edge. Throwing her head back, she screamed out and pushed herself off the mattress as she was caught up her climax. White hot pleasure shot through her abdomen, tingles of it shooting through her stomach and chest. Every muscle in her body tensed in response to the thrill of it.

It was not the most intense orgasm she had ever felt, but it was certainly one of the more satisfying.

Her bottom half still held up by her sister, Aloe went completely limp, panting and staring at the ceiling as she laid on the bed, glowing in the orgasmic aftermath.

"Do not fall asleep on me yet," Lotus said with a grin. "We are not finished with tonight."

Aloe tried to ask what she meant, but was still too caught up in the orgasmic bliss to respond coherently.

Two fingers pushed into Aloe's vaginal depths, causing her to squeak out. Her walls were still sensitive, clenching and stroking to try and pull the digits deeper. They felt huge. Aloe was not entire sure, but she thought that liquid actually spurted out each time the digits were thrust inside. Was that actually possible? Could she have climaxed so much, that her canal was now flooded?

"That seems like sufficient lubrication," Lotus declared.

"Wh..what?...f-f..." Aloe tried to ask.

The attempt to speak was lost as she was suddenly turned over onto her stomach. Her face was buried into the pillow, the scent of her sister filling her nose again. She let out a muffled noise, trying to say something, but not entirely certain herself what it was. Her legs were held firmly in place as her cheeks were spread apart.

"Lotu-Uuuuuuuhhhhh..."

The rest of it was lost in a moan of pleasure as one of Lotus Blossom's well-lubricated fingers pressed against the pucker of Aloe's tailhole. The digit probed the backside easily, spreading the ring as it went in. Each time, it stopped at a joint, twisting and pressing to tease the sensitive muscles and stretch it a little more before going deeper. Each stop caused a muffled whimper from Aloe, trying to lift her rump up push toward the probing digit. Finally it sank in to the knuckle, grinding against the depths and teasing the ring.

"Very tight," Lotus observed as she wiggled her finger. "Have your lovers not played with your backside before?" She then pulled it out to the top joint, then shoved in hard again.

"N...fi...re..." Aloe said.

"I am going with the assumption that you were replying 'no,'" Lotus stated. "A shame really. As you can tell, it is really quite sensitive... for us at least."

She slid the finger out and in again, grinding her hand against the ring and cheeks.

One of Aloe's arms flailed and shifted. She wanted to... do something. Spread her cheeks wider? Take more fingers? Maybe squeeze the cheeks together to increase the friction and pleasure?

"M...mu..." she grunted out, feeling drool running from her mouth.

"What is that?" Lotus asked. "Is my little sister trying to say she wants more?"

"Uh...uh..." Unable to verbally answer, Aloe tried to nod instead. It came out less of a nod, and more of a limp rolling of her head.

Adjusting her grip on her sister, Lotus Blossom slowly pulled her finger out to the very tip. Another finger then joined it, pushing against the tight ring. As Lotus pushed down, Aloe's ring resisted the penetration, causing her to whimper out. Lotus continued to press, the pressure building and building until the little ring gave in, opening wider and letting the fingers sink in.

"There we go," Lotus cooed out. "Such a good girl." She turned the fingers, sliding them along the interior of Aloe's backside. Crooking them slightly, she then gave a small push.

With that, Aloe experienced something she never had before. A cry of pleasure escaped her as she experienced another orgasm, and the first ever from having her backside played with. The sensation was indescribable, even if she were able to speak -- or even think -- coherently. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as everything around her turned white, pleasure shooting through her so intensely, it bordered on painful. Stuck in her current position, she could not really move as her muscles tensed and twitched, her body wanting to writhe in new ecstasy. Feminine fluid sprayed from her sex, coating Lotus Blossom's neck and chest, the fluid dripping down her cleavage and off her nipples.

As the climax came to an end, Aloe felt the fingers being pulled from her backside. She was suddenly released, flopping onto the bed limply.

"Nn..." she whimpered out. "Pl...mo..." Her limbs refused to respond as she tried to move, to lift her arm.

"I do not think you can take any more tonight," Lotus stated. Moving closer, she gave Aloe a kiss on the cheek. "You get some rest. I am going to clean up a little. You have made me rather messy."

A gurgle escaped Aloe as she tried to respond. Her mind, like her body, was pretty much jelly. All she could do was watch her sister leave the room before exhaustion overtook her, causing her to fall asleep.