“Spike! Spike!” Twilight called out, looking around the Golden Oaks Library for her Number One Assistant. Turning the corner, she found the young dragon snoozing on his bed, cuddling a Rarity plushie. “Spike, wake up!”

“Huh? What is it?” Spike asked groggily, rubbing his eyes with his claws as he got up from his bed.

“I need you to get me more quills from the store. I have a very important document to write for Princess Celestia!” Twilight said, emphasizing the sense of urgency in her voice. Spike yawned and looked out the window of the library, noticing the sun barely creeping over the horizon.

“It’s too early Twilight. The store isn’t even open.” Spike turned over and closed his eyes, feeling himself drifting off to sleep. His eyes shot open when he found himself lifted by Twilight’s magical aura, moving him towards the front door of the library.

“Well, go get some more apples from Sweet Apple Acres first then! We’ll have Pinkie Pie over to make apple pie!” Twilight suggested, pushing the dragon out the door. Twilight’s mouth watered at the idea of “apple pie” but she blushed as soon as she realized what she was thinking about.

“I guess I could do that but I need some money.” Spike thought aloud to himself, pulling out the lint and dust stored in the pockets of his scales. Twilight lit up her horn as she brought over a small bag filled with jingling Bits.

“That should cover it. Bye Spike!” Twilight smiled, waving her hoof at her Number One Assistant.

“Bye Twi-” Spike began before Twilight closed the door on the young dragon. Pressing her ear against the door, she heard the pitter patter of Spike’s feet walking away. She breathed a sigh of relief as she trotted up to her bedroom.

Looking around, Twilight’s heart began to beat faster in her chest. Her horn glowed as she summoned a box from the corner of the room. The label on the lid read: “Top Secret! Do Not Read!” with a subscript in the corner that said, “That means you, Spike.” She bit her lip as she lifted the lid to the box to reveal an extensive archive of scrolls and parchment organized by each pony's name.

Twilight held her breath, using her hoof to peruse through the folders in the box. Pulling out one of the scrolls from the Big Macintosh label, she licked her lips. She unraveled the scroll and looked at the title at the top of the parchment.

“Cheer Cheer Cheerilee… ooh, this will do nicely!” Twilight said, going over to her bed and laying on her back. Her eyes scanned through the beginning of the exposition, anxious to get to the juicy parts. She spread out her hindlegs as her tail flicked lazily in between them. Licking her hoof, Twilight’s horn glowed with her magic as she used a simple levitation spell to keep the paper within reading distance.

As things started to heat up with Big Macintosh and Cheerilee in the story, Twilight’s hoof wandered to in between her legs. The tip of her hoof pressed against her wanting marehood as she moaned softly. The juices of her wet slit dripped onto her hoof before she pulled it up to her muzzle. Licking it softly, she breathed heavily as she read on to the unbridled passion between the stallion and mare in the story.

Twilight closed her eyes, imagining herself in place of Cheerilee in the story as Big Macintosh’s thick, throbbing shaft rubbed against her soaking wet pussy. After discovering that her friends were more intimately involved than she had figured, Twilight had let her imagination get the best of her. It started with a simple fiction with Applejack and Rarity discovering their feelings for each other, but it slowly turned into a hot and steamy story where the lovers explored every inch of each other’s sweaty bodies.

Twilight couldn’t stop there. Her mind ran crazy with the other pairings that the ponies could have with each other. Lesbian, gay, or heterosexual, Twilight had thought of everything and systematically written down lengthy stories ranging from one-shots to novel length epics featuring explicit encounters with her closest friends.

Her crowning achievement would have to be the orgy between all of her friends and the Princesses, with the castle guards coming in at the end to finish the job. She was forced to stop several times while writing because her hoof pushed her closer to climax whenever she described the dripping, wet pussies of her friends. Her mouth watered at the idea of Celestia’s glistening slit hanging above her muzzle.

With her dirty mind and hoof, Twilight could only write in the middle of the night when Spike was asleep or when the young dragon was out running an errand for her. The night before, she had used up the nib of her last quill, which was true, working on the finishing touches of a sexy story between Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy. However, her hoof wasn’t satisfied with the abrupt ending, leading her to shoo Spike away early in the morning to finish her session.

Her hoof pushed deeper into her slick pussy, rubbing vigorously as she moaned. The imagery of Big Macintosh’s hard cock drilling into Cheerilee’s tight slit made her heart race as she ground against her hoof. Her mouth opened wide as her tail flicked behind her on the bed, feeling herself getting closer to her limit.

“Twilight!”

Applejack knocked on the door to Twilight’s abode, surprised to see the door swing open slightly. She peered in with Spike in tow as she trotted inside of the library. “Twilight, are you in here?”

Caught up in the graphic story of Applejack’s brother and the sex-driven school teacher, Twilight was oblivious to everything that wasn’t her own hoof, hearing only the dirty squishes coming from her gushing pussy.

“Twilight!” Applejack called out, trotting up towards the unicorn’s sleeping arrangement. Reaching the top of the stairs and poking her head into the bedroom, Applejack’s jaw dropped at the sight of Twilight grinding against her hoof as she moaned, squirting her hot, dirty juices all over the covers of the bed. “What in tarnation?”

Twilight froze, seeing the farm mare and Spike staring at her. Her cheeks covered in a deep blush as she used her magic to quickly roll up the scroll and put it behind her back. “A-Applejack! What are you doing here?”

“You sent Spike to Sweet Apple Acres a little after the crack of dawn! Granted, the Apples are up at that time, but we’re in no position to be selling that early!” Applejack explained as Spike looked on at Twilight with a curious look in his eyes. “Mind explaining what you’re doing here that’s so private?”

Twilight lost track of the question, thinking about how up and erect Big Macintosh’s thick, horsecock would be in the morning as soon as he woke up. Her mouth watered at the idea of the stallion stroking himself while looking at a sexy magazine filled with mares in heat. Applejack waved her hoof in front of the unicorn’s face.

“Hello? Twilight?” Applejack asked as Twilight snapped out of her trance.

“I was… uhh…” Twilight rubbed her clean hoof behind her head, rubbing the other one against her flank. Applejack rolled her eyes and grabbed the scroll from behind Twilight’s back, unraveling it in her hoof. “Hey! That’s private!” Twilight yelled in surprise.

Applejack skimmed the story up to the point where Cheerilee started to admire Big Macintosh’s throbbing shaft in the bedroom before crunching up the parchment. “Twilight, why in Equestria are you writing about my brother’s pecker?”

“It’s a funny story…” Twilight blushed, rubbing her shoulder as she crossed her legs in front of the company in the room. Spike started to laugh at the word “pecker” as Applejack softened her glare at Twilight.

“Listen sugarcube, we all have these feelings and urges but you have to at least refrain from writing about your friend’s brother. No matter how big their schlong is.” Applejack rested her hoof on Twilight’s other shoulder.

“What about my own brother?” Twilight asked.

“Uhh, I guess that’s fine. A little creepy if you ask me.”

Twilight nodded, taking the story and rolling it up. “Spike, can you come over here?”

“Yes Twilight?” he asked, trying not to stare at the wet spot on Twilight’s sheets.

“Can you take care of this?” Twilight handed him the scroll before turning to Applejack. “I’m sorry for writing about your family like that, Applejack.”

“Apology accepted, Twilight.” Applejack said, wrapping her hooves around Twilight.

“Do you want to make out?” Twilight asked, closing her eyes as she buried her muzzle into Applejack’s mane.

“Settle down, girl.” Applejack said calmly, rubbing Twilight’s back. Twilight opened her eyes to see Spike smiling in front of her.

“Did you burn that scroll, Spike?” she asked, tilting her head.

“Burn? I thought you wanted me to send it to the Princess.” Spike responded, blowing a gust of his magical green fire. Applejack and Twilight looked at each and started laughing, imagining the look on Celestia’s face when she received one of Twilight’s smutfics instead of one of her weekly letters.

Author's Note

This is only the beginning, but these are short stories after all! Unfortunately, the previously written Cheer Cheer Cheerilee is too short to be submitted on FimFiction, so I’ll have to write up some extra content for you all to enjoy after I take care of my Patreon commissions! Hope you don’t mind the wait! Hee hee!