The walk to Sweet Apples was well-shaded by trees.
White blossoms were abuzz with yellow honey bees.
The sun-dappled hills were covered in green.
Rows of apple trees stretched as far as could be seen.

Nestled into the center of it all,
the red-painted farmhouse stood, proud and tall.
The sun gleamed off of the fresh white trim
in a friendly way that seemed to invite ponies in.
On the roof, speckled with red and brown,
was the morning's rooster, who had forgotten how to climb back down.

Rainbow Dash heard a cough from Pinkie Pie.
“So,” Pinkie said, “how was sex with Fluttershy?”

Rainbow sputtered and coughed and leaned on the gate.
“Um,” she said, “I mean, it was pretty great!”
No point in evasion, Rainbow opted to boast,
regaling Pinkie with tales of how she pleasured her host.
“...and so then, while we were hovering there,
pow! Both of us came in mid-air!”

Pinkie Pie bounced on the tips of her hooves.
“Wow, Dashie! You should show me those moves!
How about when we're done talking with AJ,
you can show me what you did with Fluttershy today!”

Dash said, “Well, we can't do some of those things,
'cause only one of the two of us has wings.”
From around the corner came a resonant 'whack,'
announcing the presence of Applejack.

Pinkie and Dash found her beneath a great tree
that was thicker than an apple tree had any right to be.
Applejack glanced up. “Howdy! I'll be with y'all real quick.”
She faced away from the tree, lining up for a kick.

Rainbow stared up at the branches, baffled.
“Hey, AJ, I don't think this tree has any apples!”

“It don't,” said Applejack, “Not until fall.
I'm jus' keepin' myself in practice, is all.”
Her rear hooves connected solidly with the trunk,
which sounded out loud with a deep wooden 'thunk!'

Applejack grinned and wiped sweat from her brow.
“All right, I think I can take a break now.
Hi Rainbow, hey Pinkie, how are y'all today?
What brings the both of y'all out my way?”

Rainbow Dash spoke up before Pinkie.
“Twilight said you had a book for me.”

Applejack gave Dash a quizzical look.
“Did she happen ta mention what kind of book?”

“Something about Wild West pieslingers,” she said.
“Twilight said it was like the Daring Do books I read.”

“Billy the Colt!” AJ said. “Fastest pies in the West!”

“That's the one!” said Rainbow. “Thanks, you're the best!”

Pinkie burst out laughing. “That's just silly!
The fastest Pie isn't a colt named Billy!”
She wiped a mirthful tear from her eye.
“That title belongs to my aunt Speedy Pie!
She's so quick, whenever she goes anywhere,
she finds out that she's already been there!”
She thought for a moment. “Although, Aunt Speedy lives in the east.
Maybe Billy's the fastest in the west, at least!”

Applejack and Rainbow both shared a look.
Applejack shrugged. “Let's get ya that book.”
She led the both of them across the farm
and held the door open as she let them into the barn.

Inside, the air was dry and a bit musty.
The shelves and stalls were cluttered and dusty.
The floor was covered in piles of hay,
which an expert napper like Dash knew was a good place to lay.
Leaning up against the near wall
was a small bookshelf about half a pony tall.

The orange pony trotted up to the bookcase, stopped and turned.
“Actually, sugar, could ya maybe do me a small favor in return?”

Rainbow Dash nodded and smirked. “Sure thing!
For my buddy Applejack, anything!”

“Jus' remember ya don't have to if ya'd rather.
See, the truth is, I've worked myself up a bit of a lather.
Farm work builds up certain needs, I find.
It'd be nice if ya'd help an ol' farm mare unwind.”

Dash frowned. “I don't quite follow, I think.
Do you want me to get you some water to drink?”

AJ shook her head. “That ain't what I was tryin' ta say.
What I meant was, how's 'bout a roll in the hay?”

“Aw,” whined Pinkie, “But I just talked to Dashie,
and she said she was gonna do it with me!”

Dash's eyes widened. Her cheeks turned a little red.
“Now hold on, Pinkie, I never said—”

Applejack's shoulders sagged in disappointment.
“That's okay. If ya got a previous commitment...”

“Hey, I've got an idea!” said Pinkie, bouncing in the air.
“We'll both have some Dashie, we just gotta share!”

Rainbow Dash sputtered and coughed. “What?!”
Sure, everypony wanted a piece of the Dash, but
she wasn't sure she could handle both AJ and Pinkie Pie.
Especially since she was still recovering from Fluttershy.
She coughed to clear her throat and spoke to the mares of orange and pink.
“I mean, that's cool and all, and I'd love to, but, uh, what would 'Shy think?”

Dash jumped in surprise as a soft voice came to her from behind.
“Oh, Rainbow, we're not exclusive. Really, I don't mind.”
Smiling sweetly, Fluttershy stepped out from behind a bale of hay.
“Good luck, you two,” she said, “she's a pretty feisty lay!”

“F-Fluttershy?” Dash gasped, “I thought you were at your house!

“I was,” she replied, “but I needed to pick up something for Mr. Mouse,
so I followed you out. I hope that that's okay.”
'Shy turned to AJ. “Um, do you mind if I borrow a bit of hay?”

Applejack smirked, and leaned against the bookshelf.
“ 'Course not, sugarcube, go on an' help yourself.”

Fluttershy gathered some hay in her pack.
“I'll be going now. Thank you, Applejack.”

The three ponies watched Fluttershy go.
Applejack coughed into her hoof. “So...
It sounds like she don't mind a bit,
so then, Rainbow Dash, how's about it?”

Dash took a good look at her earth pony friends,
from their grinning, eager faces to their firm, round rear-ends.
Freckles, legs and dimples, that old hat and poofy hair.
She had to admit, they were quite an attractive pair.
But Fluttershy had left Rainbow fairly drained.
“I dunno, I'm pretty tired,” she explained.

AJ smiled sympathetically. “That's okay, I understand ya.
Not everypony has an earth pony's stamina.”

Dash's ears prickled up. “Hang on. What did you just say?
'Cause I've got more stamina than you any day!”

“Aw, don't take it like that,” the farmer said, “I'm just sayin',
some ponies can last longer than others when it comes to layin'.
Ain't no shame in it. You go on home an' get your rest.
I'm sure Pinkie's up to it.”

Pinkie giggled, “I'll do my best!”

Rainbow shook her head. “No. Now there's a point to be made.
Until you've been with the Dash, you fillies haven't really been laid!”
She stretched her front legs, then stretched her back,
and shot a smoldering glare at Applejack.
“Well?” demanded the athletic pegasus.
“Come on, where are we gonna do this?”

Applejack whooped and Pinkie let out a cheer.
“Follow me, y'all,” said AJ, “I got a great spot over here!”
The three climbed up a ladder into the hay loft,
which was piled high with yellow bales fluffed to be extra soft.

“Ooh, it's soft and bouncy,” Pinkie said, poking at the hay.
“This'll be even better than out in the field yesterday!”

Rainbow Dash shivered as a hoof traced slowly along her side.
Applejack grinned as arousal propped Dash's wings open wide.
Her freckles danced with the corners of her grin.
“Now then,” said AJ, “Why don't we begin?”

Pinkie's tail brushed lightly across Rainbow's hips
as she whirled around to plant a playful peck on Dash's lips.
Rainbow whinnied softly as AJ nipped her neck,
which prodded Pinkie to continue with another tiny peck.
Applejack gave her a gentle nuzzle
while Pinkie nickered and licked Rainbow's muzzle.

Dash's eyelids sank as she was nibbled and teased.
A moan escaped her as her friends did as they pleased.
Hang on now, she thought to herself, don't be lame.
I'm the one supposed to make them moan out my name!

Rainbow shook her wings with a sudden, quick flap,
giving both of her friends' rumps a good slap.
She made a quick lunge at the nearest mare,
tackling Applejack in a cloud of yellow hay and hair.

Applejack's hat fell over her eyes
as Rainbow stroked her hooves across AJ's thighs.
“Whoa nelly!” she breathed, relenting to the attack
of vicious kisses and licks Dash peppered on Applejack.

Rainbow pressed her advantage, grinning.
This was a game that she loved winning.
But her plan to rut AJ till she was blind
was interrupted when Pinkie Pie came up from behind.

Dash tried to keep her concentration, but couldn't prevail
once Pinkie got a hold of her tail.
Half in arousal, half in surprise,
Rainbow Dash yelped aloud and closed her eyes.
Her ears twitched and sweat formed on her brow.
Pinkie sniffed and licked her lips. “I think she's ready, now.”

Rainbow opened her eyes to see AJ
pull a lasso out from under the hay.
Using the best of her rodeo moves,
she looped the rope over Dash's hooves.
A startled yell issued from the mare
as Applejack pulled on the rope and hoisted her into the air.

Rainbow Dash shouted, “What the hay?”
Her struggling sent her swinging every which way.

Applejack steadied her with a hoof. “Just hang tight.”
She smiled. “Ya trust me an' Pinkie, right?
We thought we might make this a bit more interestin',”
Applejack said, her smile widening into a grin.

Dash thought for a moment, then nodded her head.
“Yeah, I trust both of you,” Rainbow Dash said.
“Besides,” she reasoned, “it only proves
I can handle two mares while hanging upside-down by my hooves!”

“Yay! That's the spirit!” Pinkie Pie cheered.
She hopped in excitement as Applejack leered.

AJ leaned in and whispered so Rainbow Dash heard,
“All right, sugarcube, 'Iron Pony' is the safe word.”
With that, and a quick nibble on her ear,
she spun Dash around to face the mare's rear.

Rainbow found herself facing a mass of bright pink
which pounced on her lips before she could think.
In came Pinkie's tongue, dexterous and eager.
The inside of Dash's mouth seemed to intrigue her.
Rainbow Dash practically ran out of air
making out with the pink-maned party mare.

Rainbow's tail swished to and fro.
Her cheeks took on a warm red glow.
While her and Pinkie's lips were joined,
she felt Applejack's hoof snake to her groin.

“Ah!” Rainbow gasped, heaving her chest
as Applejack gently rubbed and pressed
her hoof against Dash's supple flesh,
prompting her into lustful moans afresh.

“Unh,” she said, “please, keep doing that.”
Applejack grinned and adjusted her hat.

“Doin' what?” she asked, “Ya mean this?”
Dash's body was wracked with pure bliss.
AJ's hoof was surprisingly gentle for a farm-mare.
Each stroke made Dash more keenly aware
of the knot of lust building inside her,
beginning small and growing wider.

At her other end, Pinkie wasn't done with her yet.
Her tongue pressed forward, long and wet.
She licked up and down Rainbow's exposed throat
as Rainbow's head began to float.

Dash's wings flapped of their own accord
as Pinkie's tongue prodded and explored.
Between Pinkie's tongue and Applejack's hoof,
she forgot herself, hanging in ecstasy from the roof.

“Ohh, Celestia!” Rainbow Dash moaned.

“Hee, I think she's close,” Pinkie intoned.

This prompted AJ to work more quickly.
Her hoof slid between Dash's folds slickly.
With every stroke, her hoof found Dash's nub.
With a deft twist, she gave it a rub.

Drops of Dash's sex dripped to the floor.
Finally, she could take no more.
Her friends could tell her moment had arrived
as she screamed aloud, and twisted and writhed.
The pegasus cried out until she was breathless,
then hung from her rope, utterly senseless.
Her satisfied grin trailed a line of drool.
All she could think was, That was totally, awesomely cool!

The next Rainbow knew, she was upside-down no more.
She found herself lying on the floor.
Dash looked up to see, standing above her,
a pair of earth ponies, and each was her lover.
“Hey,” she said, and grinned sleepily.

“We didn't bang her to death!” cheered Pinkie gleefully.

“Hey, sugarcube,” said AJ, “y'allright?
Ya passed out, an' gave Pinkie an' me a fright!”

Rainbow Dash stretched. “Yeah, I'm just fine.”
She twisted her back and stretched out her spine.
She waved off her friends' looks of concern.
“All right,” she said, “now it's your turn.”

AJ smiled. “Naw, that's all right.
It sounds like there might be time fer that tonight.”
She gave Rainbow Dash a bemused look.
“Fer now, you've more'n earned that book.”

“Tonight?” asked Rainbow, perking one ear.

“Yeah, Pinks told me 'bout the party happenin' here.
It's an idea I reckon's pretty great.”

Pinkie Pie bounced. “I really can't wait!”

Rainbow Dash paused with a blink.
“Wait... it's what kind of party?” she asked the mare in pink.

“The kind that's super-duper fun, of course!”
Pinkie wielded her biggest grin with full force.

A hearty laugh came from Applejack.
“What I said 'bout yer stamina? I take it back!
Ya sure as hay got moxie; ya'd hafta,
to go down on us an' Fluttershy knowin' there's more to come after!
Anyway, here's your book,” Applejack said.
She handed her a dusty book that was clearly well-read.

Applejack herded Pinkie and Dash to the door.
“I better get busy cleanin' this barn up before
y'all show up. Y'all have a great day!”
She turned to start sweeping up the loose hay.

Dash whimpered. She felt unsturdy.
Pinkie waved. “Bye, Dashie! See you again at seven thirty!”

Author's Note

Sorry it took so ungodly long to get this chapter up! Rhyming is hard sometimes!

Next chapter will be centered on Rarity, since she hasn't made an appearance yet. I'm taking suggestions on who to put her with, with the limitation that it has to be another one of the mane six. Sorry, Sparity fans!