Behind the Bleeding Veil

Rarity waited in the hall, right outside of Apple Jack's bedroom. The old farm house didn't have any true master bedrooms with a en suite. The bedrooms were just that, places to go to bed and sleep, and it had never been updated in the century plus it has been standing. So instead of changing in the master bath and making her way in, back lit for dramatic effect by the bathroom light; she had to change in one of the other bedrooms and make her way down the hall to Apple's room like a porn star coming on to set. She felt cheap, she felt wrong. She felt like she was going to cry or vomit or shit herself or runaway screaming, or possibly all the above. Still she was determined. Curiosity as to where she and Apple Jack really stood compelled her forward and she knew that whatever might happen afterwards; she had to see this through.

Timidly she knocked on the bedroom door. She didn't know what she wanted next. Did she want Apple to just open the door, say come in, or tell her she changed her mind? All three seemed equally appealing and disappointing at the same time. She waited a bit and thought about maybe announcing herself but then realized how stupid that was. She was the only one in the house and certainly the only one she was expecting to come to her bedroom. Maybe she should just open the door and go right on in?

"It's unlocked," Apple Jack's voice came from the other side. It held all the fears and doubts that Rarity was feeling yet a sheen of confidence and quite possibly annoyance rested over it making it sound not quite as bad.

Rarity took one deep breath, closed her eyes, opened the door, and walked in. She opened her eyes to see Apple sitting on her bed; her back against the head board and her legs stretched out, crossed at the heals. She had on a red flannel shirt that was partially unbuttoned and a pair of regular, beige panties. Even though the light wasn't that great and blonde body hair was naturally hard to see in the best of light, Rarity could still make out that what Apple had indeed stopped shaving her legs.

"Hi," Apple said clumsily, not knowing what she should say.

"Hi," Rarity replied back somehow even more clumsily than Apple as she actually waved as she had said it.

"You look good," was the best Apple could say in return.

Rarity had on a pair of satin, lace lined, high leg, hipster panties and a see through, white mesh top, lined in fake, white fur, held together at the breast by a red bow. "Thanks," Rarity replied awkwardly back.

Apple looked down at her feet for a second and then looked back at Rarity, her face awash in agony it seemed. "Listen Rar, we ain't gotta do this ya know. I mean, we're straight right? Maybe we're just a little confused by what's all happened in the past and all that but we can just walk away now; no hard fillins. I'm scared, you're scared, it might not be worth it." The way Apple spoke, she almost seemed to be pleading with Rarity to not go through with it.

Rarity just looked at Apple. This was her out, her clean break. If she argued against it and they went through with it; it was all on her. There was so much on the line, so much to be lost. Apple had been her best friend for years, about a decade in fact (which meant over half her life). Could she, should she, risk it all now? For what? Apple was right, both of them were straight. Apple had one great love in Chip and Rarity, while not having any true love, still found men attractive and had even had three sexual encounters with them. Her and Apple on the other hand, the most they had ever done was lie next to each other and kissed while they masturbated and even that had felt weird.

Still.

As Rarity continued to look at Apple, she saw how letting her eyebrows grow back in and cutting her hair short gave her a masculine look. Just as Apple Jack could breathtakingly beautiful when done up, untouched and natural, she looked equally as handsome. Her legs were muscular and the hair made them look masculine. Her shoulders and arms both were larger than average yet not overly so; not body builder so. In fact she looked to be the perfect blend of the masculine and feminine. A universal beauty that all genders and sexual orientations could look at and lust after. And then the memories started, the emotional memories of all they had gone through, good and bad, big and little, how strong their bond was and it was then she all doubt was removed.

Rarity slowly started to walk toward the bed, a sly sexy smile on her lips. She moved with a feline grace, appearing to almost sway as she walked. Apple jack got up on her knees; still apprehensive but quickly overcoming it as she saw Rarity come towards. And for the first time since Chip had died, she felt desire. Rarity crawled on to the bed and kissed Apple Jack lightly on the lips. Apple grabbed Rarity's head in both hands and started kissing her back in unbridled passion. Rarity got her self up from all fours to her knees and took Apple's head in hers as well, her whole body tingling with electric joy. Their breasts pressed together until their stomachs touched, their hips slowly starting to come together in small, thrusting motions.

Apple Jack used her body weight to get Rarity to lie down on the bed with her on top. Rarity wrapped her legs around Apple's. The hair was like little, electric needles that delivered little jolts of pleasure as she moved her legs up and down Apple's. The continued to kiss, on the lips, each others cheeks, nibble on each other's ears, holding onto each other with unbreakable force, while grinding their pelvises together in a synchronized, circular motion.

Finally, Apple stopped, breathless and pushed herself up to her knees. She looked down at Rarity who simply smiled and said, "Aren't you going to open your gift now darling?"

Apple pulled on the one side of the bow and it quickly untied. The two halves of Rarity's top fell open. You couldn't really say that it exposed her breasts since it was see through to begin with, but now there was no barrier between them and her. Apple slowly took both her hands and ran them over Rarity's breast, starting at the bottom then stopping at the nipples. She then started running the tips of her first two fingers over them in a circle, committing each line, each bump to memory. To watch, it looked like a blind person reading brail. With each circle, Rarity's breath became heavier, shorter as waves of pleasure rippled through her body.

Apple Jack then shifted to the right side of Rarity and took her right breast in her mouth and began to suck while gently massaging the left. Rarity left out a deep, throaty moan, hugged Apple's head and kissed the top of it. Apple then let her right hand gently drift down Rarity's stomach to between her legs but still over her panties and slowly started to run her hand up and down which caused Rarity to start to shake and go into mini convulsions. Apple then brought her hand up and slid it underneath Rarity's panties and continued to rub, up and down, up and down.

"Please, take them off," Rarity breathlessly whispered to Apple.

Apple got up and pulled Rarity's panties off. Like always, Rarity was completely shaven down there, her perfect slit on full display. Apple got off the bed and fully undressed. Rarity saw that unlike herself, Apple Jack had a full, thick bush which covered just about everything. Apple got back on the bed and back on top of Rarity. The two started kissing again, Rarity's legs wrapped around Apple, Apple thrusting her bush up against Rarity's pussy. The feeling of the hair just adding that much more stimulation and pleasure.

It was then Rarity was briefly taken back to her one past lover. It was the second guy she had ever been with (thankfully for if he had been her first she might have sworn off sex entirely). He was cute, well spoken, rich, all the things she looked for in a man. They had talked, flirted, then one night, coming back from a party, they had made out. Or more accurately, he thrust his dick in her pussy until he came and then rolled over and went to sleep. There was no fore play, no after play, nothing but him getting on top of her and pumping away until he nutted. At first she hadn't mind it. Raw lust was a turn on, but after a while it just got boring. She offered to suck his dick just to break up the monotony but he simply said, "It's good love, I'm almost there". He then closed his eyes and started thrusting harder and it was then she realized this asshole was actually fantasizing about her sucking his dick as opposed to just letting her do it. He was effectively masturbating and all she was, was a glorified hand.

Now, her she was, with Apple Jack who moved with an almost supernatural awareness of what Rarity liked and wanted. She could feel that every move Apple did was did bring Rarity pleasure. It almost made Rarity cry but the first lick of her clit by Apple Jack brought her quickly out of that mindset.

Apple had debated briefly if she was going, hell, if she was even capable of going down on Rarity, bat as she looked at Rarity's sex, she knew she was all in. She parted the vaginal lips to expose the clit and gave a quick lick up. Then another, followed by three more quick licks followed by one long, slow lick. She then put her mouth over it and began to suck on it as though it were a nipple. Rarity gasped and became rigid, grasping the sheets in a death grip. Slowly she let got and felt Apple take her hands and hold them. Apple continued to work Rarity's clit While Rarity looked down in shocked amazement at how good Apple was. Eventually she began to lose herself. Her body heaved and jerked; her back arched up and down until she came harder than she had ever before.

Apple kissed her way back up to Rarity's head. She held her and kissed her cheek. Rarity just quivered, unable to move or speak for several minutes. As soon as she, she immediately got on top of Apple Jack. She hurriedly kissed her way don from Apple's lips to her now ample breasts ( motherhood given Apple many things, the least of which was an enormous set of breasts), her stomach, then her pussy. Apple's had a slight urine sent which Rarity chopped up to the hair (which was another reason she kept fully shaved). Undeterred, she dove straight in. The taste was hard to describe. A bit bitter, a touch salty, with a sweet after taste. No matter, she licked and sucked until Apple screamed in orgasmic ecstasy. It was Rarity then who laid beside Apple Jack and just held her and kissed until she could move again.

The two continued to make love for the next two hours. They never really stopped, the just kind of passed out from exhaustion. Still, in their sleep, they held each other tight, continuing to please one another in their dreams, and vowing never to let go.