More Than Friendship

For the next week Applejack had avoided spending time alone with Rarity. Thinking with a clear head she really wasn’t sure if she wanted to be fuck buddies. She had enjoyed seeing Rarity in the dishevelled throes of orgasm but it was still a little weird. She’d thought and dreamed of that night a few times, ended up weirded out or turned on by it to the extent she found herself with her fingers in her own, wet pussy.

She decided she needed to talk to Rarity about it and the only place she could be guaranteed getting Rarity alone would be when Rarity was alone to close up the boutique. She waited outside for the last customers to leave and slipped in just as Rarity was about lock the door. “Hey, we need to talk.”

“Of course Darling. Anything in particular?” Rarity asked, knowing full well the intended subject. She smiled to herself as she locked the door as Applejack headed for one of the seats. “I’ve just got a few things to take care of before I’m finished,” she said as she went about tidying up the shop. “So what brings you round?”

“I think you know why I’m here,” replied Applejack, watching Rarity go about her work, “The whole fuck buddy thing.”

Rarity ran a hand along Applejack’s arm as she passed by with some dressmaking equipment and went through to the back of the shop. “I can still hear you Darling, do continue.”

“Well, it’s just, I’m not so sure about it,” admitted Applejack. “Sometimes I think it might be kinda fun, but then, well I don’t know if I want to be doing something like that. Granny brought me up thinking that sort of thing is something you do with the man you love.”

“Times have moved on a bit since Granny Smith’s day,” came Rarity voice from the back, “It’s a lot more acceptable to do it with the girl you love as well.”

“But that’s just it, I don’t love you. You’re my friend, yes, but I don’t love you.”

“What is friendship but just a slightly lesser form of love?”

Applejack paused to think on that one.

”Applejack, could you give me a hand with something?” asked Rarity.

Applejack got up and headed for the door, trying to think her way through the complicated tangle of thought and feelings. She considered herself a straightforward girl, and this situation was anything but. She stopped dead in the doorway, her mouth hanging open as she stared at the vision of beauty before her.

Rarity was draped seductively against a dressmaker’s mannequin, wearing an incredibly sexy set of lingerie consisting of near see through lace bra and thong, stockings and suspenders all in black contrasting her porcelain white skin as well as a six inch pair of red high heels and red lipstick.

“You were saying?” she asked the dumbstruck Applejack.

Applejack just stood there, opening and closing her mouth in silence. Her heart was beating fast and she could feel a heat between her legs which only increased as Rarity slinked up to her. Her eyes were caught on her friend’s swaying hips and as Rarity drew close and she found herself automatically placing her hands on them as she felt Rarity’s hands run up her arms. Rarity leaned in as if she was going for a kiss and Applejack involuntarily licked her lips but Rarity’s mouth passed by.

“What do you think?” she whispered into Applejack’s ear. Her warm breath exciting Applejack even more.

Applejack knew what she wanted now. She wanted this, she wanted Rarity. She ran her hands round from Rarity’s waist to her ass and then down further. Rarity jumped up, letting Applejack grab her thighs and hold her up as she wrapped her legs around her.

They stood like that for a while, their lips locked and their tongues dancing. When they finally parted, a naughty smile on both their faces, Applejack walked over to the only clear workbench, suspecting Rarity has cleared it while she had been changed her clothes for this purpose, and placed her friend upon it. She notice a gleam running down Rarity’s thighs, she really wanted this. She also knew that she was getting rather wet too, she could feel her own, rather unsexy, underwear clinging to her.

Rarity latched her arms around Applejack’s neck and pushed her tongue into her mouth, seemingly trying to drink her in. Applejack moved her hands from Rarity’s thighs, stroking her back as she made for the bra clasp. She panicked slightly as she couldn’t find anything.

Rarity pulled away from the kiss, panting slightly. She leaned back on the bench a little so Applejack could see the reveal. “It’s a front clasp, Darling.” She said as she reached up and unclipped it, slipping the straps of her shoulders while keeping the cups covering her breast. She could see Applejack’s eyes staring hungrily, wanting to take in the beauty beneath.

As Rarity removed the bra with an impossibly seductive flourish, Applejack paused for a second to take in the firm white skin, the small areole and the rock hard nipples of her friends C cups. After that second was up she dived in and took one of those small points in her mouth to a sharp intake of breath followed by a moan from Rarity. She knew roughly what she was doing as, during the positive swings in her internal fuck buddy debate, she had watched quite a bit of lesbian porn, discovering she rather enjoyed it and paid attention to the technique used.

As Rarity squirmed at the sensation of Applejack using tongue and teeth on one nipple, Applejack brought a hand up to her other breast and grasped it firmly. Applejack was a farmer, used to tough manual labour, and this had given her a strong grip and little skill when it came to things requiring a delicate touch. Thankfully this rough handling seemed to go over very well with Rarity as she squeaked and thrust her chest out, burying Applejack between those magnificent white mounds.

She lifted her head up and brought her other hand to the now neglected nipple. She noticed Rarity’s eyes were closed, her head thrown back, and a hand between her own legs. That wasn’t right, it was her job to make Rarity cum, she shouldn’t be doing it herself. She pulled her hand away and Rarity just barely managed to open her eyes and blearily look at Applejack through a fog of pleasure. Rarity moved her other hand towards her pussy but Applejack caught it.

With Rarity now disabled, Applejack looked on at the sight before her. Her hair was now looking rather ragged, she was gasping for breath and could barley focus her eyes. This was what Applejack wanted to see, her friend reduced to a mindless, sex crazed animal. There was now no part of Rarity’s body being pleasured and the desperate look on her face showed just how much she needed it.

“Please,” she whispered managing to focus on Applejack’s face.

It seemed that was all she was capable of saying. Applejack was really turned on now and knew just what to do. She turned Rarity over so she was lying on her stomach on the bench, holding her arms behind her back and her ass exposed. She tied Rarity’s arms behind her back with a length of fabric and, using her hair, pulled her head up to get her attention.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” she growled.

“Yes,” came a small, desperate whisper from Rarity.

A devious smile spread across her face, it seemed Rarity liked being helpless and getting used as her rapidly damping pussy showed. For Applejack’s part, she was getting really turned on by having power over her.

Without warning, Applejack smacked Rarity hard on the ass. A yelp came from the other end but it didn’t sound as if she hadn’t liked it so she did it again. The yelp was smaller this time and ended in a unmistakable moan that said definitely said she was enjoying this. As she smacked Rarity’s ass a few more times until there was a visible red hand print, Applejack slid a hand down the waistband of her own skirt and started to play with her clit.

As Rarity moaned with each smack, Applejack felt it wouldn’t take much for her to make herself cum and it was way too soon for that. She withdrew her hand and stripped off completely before hopping up on the bench next to Rarity. She lifted her bleary eyed friend’s head, slid her round a little and dropped it in her lap.

Through the fog of pleasure, Rarity knew what was wanted of her. She started lapping at Applejack’s sodden pussy, enjoying the taste of her friend’s excitement. Applejack was already close to cumming so it didn’t take long before she felt herself reaching the edge. As the fire swept through her body, she pushed Rarity hard onto her pussy and let the flames overcome her. Rarity kept on licking as Applejack’s cum covered her face, keeping her friend in the highs of orgasm for as long as possible. She was so close to cumming herself, if only she could touch her pussy.

After Applejack regained her composure, she let up the pressure on Rarity’s head but she stayed where she was and kept on licking. Applejack let her continue for a minute before lifting her off and laying her gently down on the bench. Rarity turned her head to look up at Applejack.

“Please.” she whispered.

It really would be rude not to let her cum after that. Applejack slid off the bench and smacked Rarity on the ass once again, which was again accompanied by a moan of deep pleasure. She did this a few more times just to get Rarity nicely wound up again. She ran her hands up Rarity’s slick thighs, she was now damp all the way down to her sexy high heels, then placed her wet fingers next to Rarity’s mouth. “Suck,” she ordered.

Rarity immediately took them into her mouth and set about sucking them dry, moaning as she did so. She was sucking with such urgency, as if she was trying to make herself cum from this act alone, that Applejack decided it was time to finish her. She both needed and deserved it.

She reached between Rarity’s dripping thighs and placed two fingers at the entrance to her pussy causing Rarity to tense up, sensing what was about to happen. As Applejack plunger her fingers in, Rarity immediately came. Her pussy clenched so tight, Applejack was almost unable to withdraw her fingers to thrust again and she was moaning incredibly loudly that Applejack was afraid someone on the street would hear.

Rarity’s entire body was quivering as Applejack continued her assault on her pussy and all she knew now was pleasure, there wasn’t room in her head for anything else. As Applejack smacked her ass again, her head jerked back and then forward again causing her to headbutt the table. She didn’t seem to notice.

After a long and very satisfying orgasm, Rarity began to calm down. Applejack withdrew her fingers and sucked them clean, surprised that Rarity tasted very nice. She went over to sink in the corner of the room and made an attempt to clean herself up before getting dressed as Rarity simply lay on the bench panting heavily. Applejack was a little concerned she still hadn’t moved.

“You alright Sugercube?” she asked.

“Yes,” came a faint voice from Rarity, “Could you help me up?”

Applejack realised Rarity’s hands were still tied so released her and supported her as she stood up. She had to hold most of her weight as Rarity’s legs were too unsteady to do the job themselves so she placed her gently in one of the chairs.

“Let’s get you cleaned up,” she said as she went to get a cloth from the sink.

Rarity really was a mess. Her makeup was everywhere thanks to the cum that covered her face. Her stockings were clinging to her legs and her shoes may be ruined by the sheer volume of juices Rarity had produced. Applejack took off the ruined lingerie and cleaned her foggy headed friend.

“That really was fun,” said Applejack, “I’m glad you, uh, talked me into it.”

“It was amazing Darling, but next time let’s do it somewhere with a shower. I’m all sweaty and my hair’s stuck together with cum,” said Rarity, her thoughts recovering.

“Good plan,” chuckled Applejack as she fetched Rarity’s clothes.

There was no doubt in her mind. There definitely would be a next time.