“Boy howdy! Ah got mah work cut out fer me,” observed Apple Jack as she looked out over the vast expanse of her family’s orchard. Sweet Apple Acres covered a massive stretch of land, making the Apples the biggest land owners in Ponyville. However, what most failed to understand was that having a lot of land meant having a lot of land… to work. “That there’s the biggest bumper crop o’ apples Ah ever did see.”

“E’yup,” agreed Big Macintosh, standing beside his little sister. The red stallion certainly lived up to his name, being the largest and most well-built stallion in the entire province – with the exception of Bulk Biceps, but he was addicted to working out and so it seemed fair not to count him. “Too big fer you ta handle all on yer own.”

“Come on, big brother. Ya’ll need ta rest up ‘n’ get yerself better,” AJ encouraged, indicating the large bandage around Big Mac’s barrel.

Big Mac was also the most well-hung stallion in the province. When fully erect, his cock was longer than most mares’ bodies. As such, he moonlighted as the most popular stud for miles around. It was hard work pleasing literally hundreds of mares a month, and dangerous too. Case in point, the last mare he’d serviced, a ridiculously obese mare by the name of Whoa Nelly, had ridden him so hard that she’d shattered a few of his ribs, among other things.

“Ah haven’t met an apple orchard yet-”

“Eep!” hissed Big Mac.

“-that Ah can’t handle.” In AJ’s bravado, she’d inadvertently pressed her hoof right where her brother had suffered the worst of his sex-related injuries. She immediately retracted her limb with an apologetic squeak as he leveled a stern glare at her. “Oops. Sorry.”

Big Mac’s stare lingered on a few seconds longer before he decided AJ had had enough. He was a stallion of few words. Ever since his brash teenage years, he’d learned that he could communicate a lot more with actions and a couple well-practiced expressions. He turned to face the orchard once more.

“Ah’ll take a bite out o’ this job by day’s end!” AJ declared confidently.

“Biting off more than you can chew is just what Ah’m afraid of,” Big Mac said slowly.

AJ narrowed her eyes up at her brother. “Are you sayin’ mah mouth’s makin’ promises mah legs can’t keep?”

“E’yup,” the big stallion answered plainly. “Granny told ya not ta loan out all our workers ta that relief effort, but ya did it anyway.”

AJ stuttered in disbelief. “Did ya’ll forget this is yer sister Apple Jack, remember? The loyalist of friends ‘n’ the most dependable o’ ponies with the sexiest behind o’ any mare around!” she boasted proudly, getting up in Big Mac’s face. However, the larger stallion’s expression remained as neutral as ever.

“But still jus’ one pony,” he answered back, taking a deep, savoring an inhale of his sister through his nose. Just because he was injured, it didn’t stop him from enjoying the simple things in life, like the sweat of a beautiful mare. “An’ it don’t matter how sexy yer ass is. It ain’t gonna do much against hundreds o’ asexual apple trees that don’t got the cognitive ability ta-”

AJ cut him off with a dismissive snort. “Don’t you use yer fancy philosophizin’ ta muddy the issue!”

Big Mac turned back towards the orchard, staring contemplatively. “Didn’t ya’ll get yerself a bunch o’ fuck buddies recently, like that super magical Twilight girl, ya know, the one with the crush on ya?”

AJ blushed, but continued leveling her stare. “Yeah. So?” She didn’t like where her brother was going with this, or the fact that he was talking too much. Big Mac talking too much rarely meant good things for her.

Without moving his head, Big Mac trained one eye on his sister and lifted his eyebrow.

“What? Ya’ll sayin’ Ah should ask fer help, ta use my feminine wiles ta extort some free labor out o’ the ponies who trust ‘n’ respect me?”

Big Mac gave a small, almost imperceptible nod. “After what ya’ll did ta exorcise the evils out o’ Princess Luna, not to mention the loanin’ out o’ our workers, seems ta me the crown might owe us a smidge.” His sister’s skepticism lingered. He knew she was proud and hated asking for help, so he decided to force the issue. “If’n you don’t, then Ah will!”

AJ flinched back. She opened her mouth, ready to ask if her brother was being serious, but closed her clap trap when she took a second look. Asking would just make her look even more foolish. Worse, if he went on her behalf, it’d just make her look even less capable. Realizing she’d been boxed in, she splayed her ears and bowed her head submissively. “Fine.”

***

After dealing with an incident involving some escaped cattle from a local dairy farm, a determined AJ pushed her way through the cheering crowd, ignoring all the accolades and promises for favors, and made straight for Twilight. It would be best to just get this over with as quickly as possible.

“Oh. Hey AJ,” greeted Twilight with a blush.

AJ smiled as she felt the purple unicorn’s eyes crawl over her muscled form. It felt good to be appreciated. “Hey, Twi,” she said, returning the greeting with an affectionate nuzzle. She kept her volume controlled, trying not to whisper or sound like she was hiding something. “There’s this, uh, thing Ah was hopin’ ya’ll could help me with.”

Twilight frowned, noticing how nervous her crush had become. “What is it? You know you can ask me anything, right?”

AJ gave a reluctant nod.

“What’s wrong?” asked Pinkie as she and the other Elements began approaching. “You don’t look so good, Apple Jack.”

AJ pursed her lips. She’d been hoping to keep this as quiet as possible, and an audience was the last thing she wanted.

“Is Big Mac doing alright?” Fluttershy asked quietly. “I know how he hates to disappoint, so, if it’s not too much trouble, could you tell him that I’m not mad for him missing our monthly appointment because of his injury?”

AJ nodded and gave a grateful smile. It was nice to hear such concern for her family. “Ah’ll pass it on.”

“And darling, if I might say, I was deeply moved by how you lent out your entire workforce to go and help with that…” Rarity trailed off. “What was it again?”

“Rockslide,” Rainbow answered.

“Yes, that,” affirmed Rarity demurely. “Truly a commendable act of selfless charity on your part.”

“That’s mighty kind o’ ya’ll ta say.”

“Which reminds me,” Twilight cut in. “I was meaning to stop by and ask if you needed any help around the farm.”

“What!? Me?” asked AJ defensively. She’d been so caught off guard by Twilight’s perceptiveness that she reflexively resorted to her reluctant prideful self. Her eyes were swiveling back and forth, looking everywhere but at the purple mare. She knew the others would find out eventually – she was a lousy liar – but it still felt like a sting to her pride to have others just assume that she wasn’t as self-reliant as ever. “Ya’ll think Ah’m in over mah head ‘n’ can’t handle mah own farm? Well now, wh-why would ya’ll go ‘n’ think a fool thing like that?”

Twilight frowned. “Well, I didn’t, until just now,” she accused. “When I heard you were short-hooved for basically charitable reasons, I just thought I could call in a few favors to see if Molestia could lend some aid of her own.”

“Aid?” AJ asked.

“But now that I’m thinking about it,” Twilight continued, “maybe I could pitch in around the farm for a little bit.” She giggled and batted her eyelashes. “It’d give us a bit of… alone time.”

AJ blushed and rubbed her hoof against the back of her foreleg. “Ah’d like that,” she admitted softly.

“Oh! Me too! Me too!” announced Pinkie, raising a foreleg as she hopped up and down. “I want to fuck some apples too!”

“Buck, sugar cube,” corrected AJ patiently. “We buck apples. Ya’ll can do what ya want once ya buy ‘em, but ‘til then Ah’d rather they go undamaged.”

“Hehe. Sounds fun.”

“Hey now. That sounds like great exercise,” cut in Rainbow. “You and I can compete to see who can get the most apples in an hour, or something.”

AJ’s ears perked as she snorted dismissively. “The mare who hardly ever uses her legs thinks she can buck apples faster than a pro?”

“Get,” Rainbow emphasized. “I said get apples.” She jabbed her front hooves forward in a rapid punching motion, indicating what she had in mind.

“Oh, this is marvelous,” cheered Rarity. “Good friends moved to help one another in times of need, asking for nothing but a few, uninterrupted hours of alone time with the needy mare as payment.” She squeed. “It’s just like something out of the old stories.”

“Wait…” AJ’s ears pivoted forward in alarm. “Ah don’t recall sayin’-”

“Well, if everypony else is going, I guess I’ll help too,” offered Fluttershy quietly. “Um, if that’s okay.”

“Yahoo! Come on, everyponyLet’s all chip in to help our fuck buddy, Apple Jack. Maybe she’ll agree to a threesome with her brother.”

“No Ah won’t!” AJ stated firmly, putting her hoof down. She’d been starting to get a bit overwhelmed, but family was where she drew the line. “Ain’t no pony gonna have any threesomes, foursomes, or even twosomes with mah brother! Big Mac is injured. Doctor said he ain’t ta do anythin’ strenuous fer at least a week, ‘n’ that includes ruttin’. Got that?”

“… your sister?” Pinkie added optimistically.

AJ pursed her lips and thought it over a second. “… Okay, maybe.”

“Yahoo!”

***

Work on the farm had gone much more smoothly than AJ had anticipated. Once everypony had learned the basics, they had all started working like a well-oiled apple harvesting machine. Fluttershy and Rarity worked primarily as carriers, although the latter had insisted on carrying the apples in her magic rather than wearing such ‘unsightly’ baskets on her back. Pinkie hung back at the house, doing the miscellaneous chores that normally fell on Big Mac’s withers. Spike was there too, counting up each delivery of apples to the barn. AJ had gotten caught up in her competition with Rainbow. It was exhilarating as both mares pushed one another to their limits and beyond. As Rainbow had indicated, she would punch each apple from the tree one or a few at a time, relying on her topknot speed not to fall behind as the pro did things the old fashioned way. However, their competition quickly subsided when they saw how Twilight could magically strip a dozen trees bare in a matter of seconds. There was just no competing with the uber-corn.

With all of her friends working together, they’d managed to complete more than half the season’s work in a matter of hours, freeing up time for… other things.

“Well, given that I got the most apples, I say I’ve earned first dibs on that sweet apple flank,” declared Rainbow.

“Keep dreamin’ sugar cube,” dismissed AJ. “Ain’t no way ya’ll outmatched a pro.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah!”

“What about me?” asked Pinkie. “I didn’t have any competition doing the house chores. Does that mean I win by default?”

“Some ponies can be so terribly immature,” sighed Rarity. “The only way to settle things civilly is the drawing of lots. That way everypony has an equal chance of winning, given that we all put our best hoof forward to help out.”

“Ah really don’t like the idea o’ mah ass bein’ put up as a prize ta compete over,” admitted AJ.

“A shame, because that probably would have solved your problem without our aid,” pointed out Twilight.

AJ raised a skeptical eyebrow. “Beg pardon?”

“Come on, Apple Jack. You’re literally the Element of Arousal. All you had to do was get up on stage, shake those,” Twilight panted and swallowed a bit of drool, “delicious flanks a bit, and you’d have ponies tripping over themselves to help you out. It could have been like an auction.”

AJ blinked and looked over her shoulder at her posterior. After a moment’s appraisal, she beamed as she imagined a crowd of ponies tripping over themselves just for a chance to be with her. “Huh. Ah always knew Ah had some sweet buns, but Ah never thought ta use ‘em like that.”

“Yeah, yeah. Magic flanks, woulda, coulda, shoulda,” Rainbow listed impatiently. “I worked the hardest, so I get first dibs!”

“Um, you could always ask Spike,” suggested Fluttershy. “He’s the one who’s been keeping count this whole time.”

“Fine,” snorted AJ. “Ah trust the little guy’s countin’. Where’d he run off to, anyhow?”

***

“Wow, Spike. Yer even yummier than usual,” Apple Bloom praised as she lathered his tiny pink cock with her tongue. “You usin’ some kind o’ new wash or somethin?”

Spike chuckled at her question. He was sitting down and leaning against a barrel as Apple Bloom laid out in front of him and put her mouth to good use. “I-I don’t know,” he said breathlessly. The filly had just sunk her mouth down so that her lips were kissing around the base. This afforded her tongue full access to swirl expertly around his shaft. “But your mouth feels great, too. You doing anything, uh, different?”

“Hmm mmh,” she replied through her mouthful, shaking her head.

Unable to hold himself back any longer, Spike set his hands down on Apple Bloom’s head. Her mane was a little coarse as he ran his fingers through it, the tips of his claws scraping against her scalp. He tried not to force her head down. She was already as far as she could go, and her expertise thus far showed she had no need for him to really do anything. However, being the helpful sort he was, Spike felt the need to put his hands to work. It only seemed right to return the favor, no matter how much the moaning filly sounded like she was enjoying herself.

Then it hit him. “Hey, Bloom.”

Her ears perked up, but she kept her eyes closed.

“Can you move your butt a little to the left? I’ve got an idea.”

Bloom grinned around her mouthful and did as requested, wiggling her posterior as she slid her body sideways. She never ceased in her sucking, treating Spike’s smooth member like the juiciest of popsicles as she maneuvered herself within reach of those wonderful hands of his, which was what she was reasonably certain he was hinting at using. When nothing happened, she gave the tiny barb at the end of his cock a gentle flick, making him shiver. She laughed and pulled her mouth off.

“Aww. That’s jus’ how mah sister acts when Ah flick her clit.” However, as she looked up to say this, meeting Spike’s eyes, she couldn’t help but notice that his hands were still in place on her head. Her brow furrowed questioningly, but the lascivious smirk he gave left her cautiously optimistic. “What are ya’ll-OH!” That was not a hand!

Spike’s toothy grin just grew as he beheld the surprised look on Bloom’s face. He’d stuck the tip of his arrow-shaped tail into her pussy and she’d immediately clamped her hind legs down, halting his advance. And while she looked back to see what had happened, he just kept snickering to himself.

Bloom blinked as she took in the scene, only to turn and level a faux angered look on the drake. “Oh hah, hah. Very funny,” she said, trying to sound upset even as she relaxed her flanks and gave a quiet, contented sigh.

Accepting the invitation, Spike sunk another inch of his tail up the little filly’s pussy. “Ya like that? I practice this trick with Twilight all the time,” he bragged as he started wiggling his tail around to widen her passage. She was a lot smaller than Twilight, after all, so he didn’t want to risk hurting her by going in too quick.

“It, uh, shows,” Bloom panted. Her face just grew more and more flushed as she took Spike’s cock in her hooves and began applying more modest licks. “But ya’ll do taste pretty good, though.”

Spike chuckled, “Yeah, but I bet you say that to all the guys.”

“Nuh uh,” Bloom countered. “It’s jus’ like how all fillies taste different. Colts is different, too, and yer dick is a lot yummier than most; and that’s not countin’ yer cum.”

Spike beamed in pride as he tenderly scratched Bloom behind the ears. “Well, I guess. I mean, I’ve only ever tasted a few fillies, no colts, so I don’t have much reference.”

“Really?” Bloom tilted her head in befuddlement. “Ya’ll ain’t never tried any colts?”

“Nope. I’m as straight as an arrow,” Spike answered plainly.

“Not even yer dad?”

Spike shrugged. “Not really. I mean, we’ve masturbated each other and we cleaned up a lot of it with our mouths, but that’s different. Although, he’s more like Twilight’s dad and I’ve never really been clear on how I fit in there,” he added, trailing off in thought but never ceasing in working his tail. “But still, that’s a family thing, so it doesn’t really count. Except for Night Light and Shining Armor – Twilight’s big brother – I’ve never been with any other guys.”

Bloom hummed thoughtfully as she continued applying tender licks to Spike’s erection. “But what about mah sister ‘n’ the rest? Ya’ll do stuff with their cocks all the time,” she reasoned.

“Yeah, but those are mare cocks,” he countered. “Totally different.”

“Hehe. Yer funny, Spike,” Bloom giggled adorably. That giggling quickly shifted into lewd moans as Spike plunged his tail ever deeper into her tight confines. “Oh yeah,” she panted. “That’s the stuff!” The little filly decided to show her appreciation by quickening her pace, bobbing her head up and down Spike’s cock much faster than before. And to show that she was being extra serious, she also brought her hoof in to start fondling his testicles.

Spike moaned even louder, losing a bit of control as he tightened his grip around AB’s head. He managed to fight his instincts at the last second so as to let her stay in control, all while his tail kept doing its thing. However, he also became aware of that desire he’d experienced back at the Slutty Sun Celebration; the need to dominate and control. It was weaker than at the Celebration, though. Barely a flicker. Yet it was still there, and it confused him.

Bloom was an awesome fuck buddy and he really liked hanging out with her. Now that he thought on it, she may have even been the only pony his own age whom he considered a friend. Yet the idea of just taking her and fucking her face, no matter how hot it might have seemed, also felt… wrong somehow.

Alas, such pontifications were cut short when the little drake felt lightning shoot through his nerves and he hilted himself in AB’s mouth. He held her in place and released his ejaculate almost directly into her throat. She gagged a little, but also made excited moans as her experienced throat swallowed. At the same time, Spike felt her little filly pussy clench down on his tail, followed by a spraying of her own sex juices.

A few moments of bliss followed in which nary a thought passed through either of the young fuck buddies’ minds. When they did start to come down from their highs, Bloom slid off of Spike’s cock, making wet slurping sounds as she did, and pressed her lips to his. Spike returned the kiss without hesitation, plunging his oral appendage into her mouth, sampling his own essence as their tongues engaged in an epic struggle for domination.

“Ah hem?”

Both youngsters broke the kiss with a smack, leaving a thick strand of saliva still connecting their lips as they turned to face the source of the disturbance. They tensed at the withering glare AJ was leveling upon them and both youngsters flinched as though they’d done something wrong.

AJ’s voice was a cold warning. “Apple Bloom. Ya’ll finished yer homework yet?”

Bloom nodded insistently, glad that her infraction was so minor. “Hell yeah, Ah did! Ah was actually comin’ down ta ask if’n ya’d help me look it over one last time. But then…” she gestured to Spike. “Come on, sis. How could Ah resist such animal magnetism?”

Spike held his head high and puffed out his chest in pride. “Grrr,” he growled playfully.

AJ just chuckled. “Fair enough.”

Now that the tension had fallen, the remaining mares, who had been waiting by the barn’s doorway, felt safe enough to enter. Rainbow closed the distance with Spike in the blink of an eye, getting up in his face.

“Hey Spike. We need to know how many apples we picked.”

“Huh? Well that’s-”

“Hurry!” Rainbow urged. “It’s an emergency.”

Skeptical, Spike glanced at Twilight and saw her shrug noncommittally before nodding for him to comply. With a sigh, Spike picked himself up, finally extracting his tail from AB’s pussy with a wet squelch and a loud moan. His legs were a little prickly after sitting oddly for so long, but he managed to walk it off as he made his way to the bushels of apples and picked up his clipboard. “Alright then,” he started before reading under his breath. “Huh. Neat. Looks like total haul for today was-”

“No, not total!” whined Rainbow. “I need to know how many more apples I picked so we can settle who won.”

“Oh,” Spike said, finally understanding. “Well that’s… uh…”

“What?”

“Well…” Spike flinched. “You, uh, kinda never told me to count everyone’s individual picking.”

“Wat!?” cried Rainbow in disbelief. “But you…” she pointed at Spike, “and she…” she pointed at AJ, “and this…” she pointed at her erect penis. “Bu-wha… What do we do now?”

“Ahem,” Rarity coughed daintily and held up a cup with five straws. “The lots are still on the table, so to speak.”

Rainbow harrumphed. “Oh fine. We’ll do the stupid lots,” she pouted, folding her forelegs in front of her chest as she hovered. “I still won, though,” she muttered.

“Splendid,” beamed Rarity. She flipped her mane back with a flourish before standing in the middle of the barn, giving the cup with the straws a shake with her magic. “It’s very simple, darlings. I’ve marked these straws with numbers on the bottom. Number 1 shall take her turn first, followed by number 2, and so on. Simple.”

“How come there are only five straws?” Pinkie asked. She continued before anyone could give what they thought was the obvious answer. “Spike helped, too, so shouldn’t he get a turn?” That got the mares to thinking.

“A turn at what?” Bloom asked.

“Fucking your big sis,” Rainbow said with increasing impatience.

Bloom frowned thoughtfully. “Not fer nothin’, but can me ‘n’ Spike jus’ keep doin’ our thing?”

Spike steeled his expression. As good as that sounded to him, he didn’t want to do or say anything that might offend AJ. After all, she was a fine piece of ass, and he most certainly wouldn’t say ‘no’ if the offer was made. However, he liked Bloom a lot and wanted to keep playing with her at the moment.

Twilight read Spike’s expression and took a guess at his feelings. “I think the little ones want to play on their own. We’re the ones who made the agreement and she’s the prize,” she gestured to AJ, “we’re striving towards.”

AJ blushed and pursed her lips.

After some final urgings from Rainbow, the lots were finally drawn.

“Boo-yah!” crowed Rainbow at seeing she’d won first dibs. “Even the straws agree I’m the winner!”

Rarity gave a thoughtful sigh as she read her straw. “Well, I suppose there’s nothing inherently wrong with sloppy seconds.”

“Hey Twilight,” chirped Pinkie. “You’re four and I’m three. Wanna masturbate together while we wait?”

Twilight grinned back at her friend. “I have no objections. However…” she trailed off as she looked at who was to come in last place. “What about her?”

“Oh, she’s fine,” Pinkie assured with a dismissive wave. “She’s got plenty of spank fuel on her own.”

Twilight almost asked Pinkie to clarify, only to follow Fluttershy’s line of sight to where the drake had returned to the filly’s side. “Oh,” she realized. “Good point.”

“Enough talk. Let’s fuck!” proclaimed Rainbow. She swooped down and unceremoniously glomped onto AJ’s back. The apple mare gave a surprised “unf!” as her cyan assailant got into place. With only a “Here it comes,” as warning, Rainbow lined herself up with AJ’s snatch and plunged herself inside, hilting in less than a second.

AJ groaned and tensed from the sudden insertion. It hurt, but thankfully less than she’d expected from such an act. All this talk about her being a prize to be fought over had probably made her so wet back there that it left her sufficiently lubed. “Easy there, sugar cube.”

“Oh sweet Molestia,” moaned Rainbow. “Twilight was right. This pussy is fantastic!”

“Hey! You listenin’?” AJ grumbled through gritted teeth. “Don’t jus’ shove it in like that ya dumb cow.”

“Indeed. Such treatment of a lady is most uncouth, Rainbow,” Rarity chastised. “At the very least you owe her a solid minute of foreplay.”

“Oh put a sock in it,” Rainbow snapped back.

AJ kept her mouth shut during this exchange. As much as she wanted to thank Rarity for standing up for her, she didn’t exactly want to give the fashionista positive words of any sort. They’d never really gotten along all that well. On top of that, Rainbow was already pistoning into her cooch even while she continued to bicker with Rarity.

“Ah, fuck it,” AJ grumbled in annoyance as she decided to just accept her fate. Rainbow’s cock wasn’t even all that bad, if she were being honest. It was a fair bit larger than what was considered average for pegasus standards, but still several sizes below what was typical of earth ponies. Now that Rainbow was starting to fall into a rhythm, the feeling of that smooth cock flesh sliding across her vaginal walls was nothing short of exquisite. Even as AJ panted for breath from the growing stimulation, she still managed to take notice of other, smaller details; such as Rainbow’s small teats tapping against her butt and even the cyan mare’s balls tapping against her own, further adding to her stimulation. All in all, not a bad fuck.

Meanwhile, the other mares were making due while the main event was running its course. Pinkie and Twilight sat flank-to-flank in the hay with one hoof reaching into the other’s lap to casually beat the others’ meat. Both were going at a noticeably slow pace, which was interpreted as merely an act of pre-gaming. They weren’t actually trying to get off, but were just maintaining each other’s erections in anticipation for what was to come.

It was a rather novel experience for Twilight, as she normally preferred to use toys or her magic. However, given that Pinkie was using a hoof, she decided it was only polite to reciprocate in kind. She didn’t want to be a showoff. Even so, the stimulation of her friend’s hoof gliding up and down her erect penis sent tickle-prickles all through Twilight’s body. She tried to mirror her own hoof movements to match Pinkie’s, careful not to go overboard and break the unspoken vow of avoiding actually climaxing while they watched Rainbow pound away.

Rarity, as the most dignified of the group, sat on her plot and used her magic to daintily stimulate her clit and balls. She had never been one to masturbate, preferring normally to ‘invite’ a pony or two to tie up and play with. While she never looked down on ponies who did masturbate, not thinking herself better for usually finding a partner, it was still a behavior she preferred to avoid whenever possible. When there weren’t any customers around, she would simply fall back on using her little sister. Sweetie’s tongue had frequently proven itself a godsend whenever Rarity found herself in need of that special kind of inspiration for her work.

Spike and Bloom were focused entirely on one another, the sounds of wet smacks and labored breaths were little more than background ambience. Claws and hooves were groping desperately over their little bodies, seeking purchase. Their tongues had resumed their battle for supremacy as their faces mashed. Bloom had found herself on top and was vigorously mashing her hips down on Spike’s little pink cock.

“You smell nice,” Spike panted out between kisses. He grabbed a clawfull of her mane and pressed it over his face before taking a deep inhale.

“Like it?” Bloom asked with a grin. She’d paused in her humping to rotate her hips.

Spike gave a toothy grin. “Ya know, I think Twi might have something with this farm pony thing.”

Bloom giggled sweetly and resumed humping.

“P-please,” Fluttershy choked out, her voice barely above a whisper. Even so, the youngsters still paused their love making to look back at her. Fluttershy had positioned herself directly south of the filly and drake, putting her in the ideal view to witness their little adolescent backsides so adorably meshed together. “Um, if it’s not too much trouble,” she squeaked out. “Could you, well, move your tails?” She then added, “It’s alright if you don’t want to.”

Bloom, as the one on top, simply shrugged her shoulders and flipped her tail over to the side. “But only cuz ya asked nicely.”

Fluttershy squeaked and mouthed a silent ‘thank you’ as she took in the new sight. If there was one thing the yellow mare loved more than animals, it was baby animals, or just youngsters in general. Spike was such an exotic and adorable little creature, and the sight of him being dominated by the little filly while both their asses and conjoined genitalia were on full display was almost hypnotizing. A yellow hoof found its way between her legs and began viciously attacking her tiny little slit, completely ignoring her stallion parts.

Amused by his audience’s enthusiasm, Spike gave Bloom’s ass a firm smack, eliciting a squeak of surprise from the little filly. He then moved his dexterous tail up to prod the tip at the filly’s tiny pucker, careful to do so while not obstructing the view for Fluttershy.

“Bad boy,” Bloom scolded, but struggled to keep the grin off of her face. She clenched and unclenched her butt cheeks as she grew accustomed to Spike’s teasing. “Ah’m gonna punish… you.”

“Bring it on!”

“Guh! Guh! Guh!” grunted Rainbow as she pounded away. AJ’s pussy was surprisingly tight for a mare her age; probably one of the benefits of a healthy workout routine. She was also super wet, with each insertion of speedster dick causing a small spurt of mare juices to spray over Rainbow’s balls. “Close,” she hissed. “So close. I’m gonna cum, and fill that sweet snatch.”

AJ chuckled. “Bring it, lightweight.”

With newfound determination, Rainbow picked up her pace, slamming her hips into the earth mare’s toned backside with such force that her balls actually stung with each impact. She didn’t care, though. A challenge had been issued, and she was honor bound to meet it. “Guh! Guh! Gu-nnngh!” Rainbow’s orgasm sprung out at her like a snake, causing her entire body to stiffen as she clenched down around the orange mare’s body. She hilted herself in AJ, pumping her load into the orange mare’s welcoming pussy.

“And that is that,” intoned Rarity with poise as she gripped Rainbow in her magic and levitated the mare up. The cyan mare’s glistening cock came free with a wet shlurp, twitching and firing a few final spurts down to the ground below.

“Hey,” Rainbow whined as her limbs hung limply in the magical aura. “I wasn’t done, yet.”

“I beg to differ, my dear,” Rarity countered. “You have taken your first turn and reached your climax. Now, as per our agreement, it is time for the next mare in line.” Rarity sat Rainbow on the ground nearby and strode over to AJ’s prone form with a proud strut. “Which, if memory serves correctly, means that now it is my turn.”

AJ tensed when she saw Rarity continue walking as the mare began to encircle her. It didn’t take long for the apple mare’s instincts to start screaming in fright at the recognition of predatory behavior. Even the way Rarity was eyeing her with such hunger was making it a challenge not to just take off running. However, two things kept apple horse’s hooves planted firmly to the hay covered barn floor.

The first reason was a sense of honor. Whether she liked it or not, AJ had made a deal with these, her fuck buddies, to let them do as they pleased with her in exchange for some ‘free’ labor. As an Apple, she was honor bound to stick to her deal, no matter how much it was making her want to void her bladder in fright. The second reason was something she often felt burdened by compared to those around her: common sense. She knew that Rarity was a powerful unicorn; maybe not compared to Twilight, but she still knew her stuff. AJ knew that if she tried to run, Rarity’s magic would ensnare her before she took her fifth step. The pervy dominatrix would then likely take the attempt to escape as some sort of provocation and feel emboldened to try something even worse than whatever she was already planning.

Alas, AJ knew that it was in her own best interests to just hold still and cooperate.

“Very good, darling,” Rarity purred as she started her third lap around her rented toy. Her eyes drank in the succulent view of AJ’s well-toned physique, appraising her like a piece of meat. She licked her lips. “You’ve nicely submitted to your fate. Now, what shall I do with you?”

AJ kept her mouth shut, sensing this was a rhetorical question. She did, however, give her rump an enticing shake, wanting Rarity to just mount her and be done with it.

“Tsk, tsk, darling,” Rarity chided. “Do you really expect me to just mount and rut like some common ruffian?” she asked in offense. “Psh. No, darling. A lady, such as myself,” she indicated with her hoof as she stopped and stood before AJ, “has much more refined tastes.”

AJ wasn’t sure what all Rarity had said, but was certain it wasn’t anything good.

Rarity beamed down at AJ, quietly mournful that this little rendezvous wasn’t taking place in her boutique. There she had access to all manner of delicious toys to bind, tease, and doubtlessly enhance this experience for both of them. How fortuitous then that Rarity was accustomed to not having the necessities of civilized life in hoof’s reach and knew how to improvise.

Grinning sadistically, Rarity spied an errant riding crop somepony had left idle and snatched it up in her magic. Then, just as AJ’s eyes widened in understanding of what was coming, she struck the apple mare’s pert buttocks. *Thwack* The muscled rump did not ripple as Rarity was accustomed to seeing, but the shrill cry of pain was like music to her ears.

“Oh yes, darling,” Rarity gasped as she brought the crop down on a different spot, eliciting another startled yelp. *Thwack* “Tell me how much you want it.” *Thwack* Purring to herself, Rarity began grinding her thighs together as she felt her feminine moisture begin to drool out of her nether lips. She peered down to find AJ’s facial cheeks as rosy red as her ass cheeks, making her chest swell with pride from her accomplishment.

Rainbow gave a disapproving grunt as she wobbled to sit upright, watching Rarity sway that plush rump of hers. Her eyes then fell down south, past her own small teats to the now flaccid piece of meat between her legs. It hurt to admit, which was why she didn’t do so out loud, but she still didn’t have full mastery of her cock just yet. When using her pussy, she could go a dozen rounds with a half dozen ponies and barely break a sweat. However, when it came to her cock, too often a single spurt would leave her utterly drained. In the past she’d mocked stallions who were one-pump-chumps, but now she was starting to empathize with their plight. This would take some training before she could reclaim her title as the absolute best lay in Equestria. But for now, she decided that it would be best to just stick to her strengths.

“Psst. Twilight.”

“Yes, Pinkie. I can hear you,” Twilight whispered back.

“Check that out.”

Twilight followed to where Pinkie had indicated to find Rainbow had, apparently caught her second wind. She had flipped Fluttershy over and, as far as purple smart could tell, was grinding pussies with a ferocious intensity, gritting her teeth and even growling a little. Twilight chalked this up to playing as one of Fluttershy’s pets to make her comfortable; which was surprisingly thoughtful of Rainbow in her opinion. Her eyes trailed along their bodies until she saw the way both mare cockes were being pressed into one another, and had to stifle a giggle when it became apparent just how much bigger Fluttershy was. All the while, the yellow mare kept her attention on the youngsters.

“Those two are actually old friends,” Pinkie whispered.

“Oh?”

“Yeah. Both grew up in Cloudsdale, so they’ve basically known each other all their lives.”

Twilight hummed thoughtfully as she watched, all while never ceasing in jacking off her pink friend’s pink friend. “They certainly seem to get along, don’t they?”

“Hehe. You bet.”

“That’s a good dear,” cooed Rarity as she gently touched the tip of her hoof to AJ’s jaw, caressing it gently. “Are you starting to see the benefits of being a cooperative plaything, rather than a defiant one?”

AJ continued to say nothing. She just panted and looked up at Rarity, doing her best not to give the mare the stink eye.

“Ohohoh,” squealed Rarity as a shiver ran down her spine. Her cock, already at half mast, had fully fallen from its sheath. “You are a willful one, aren’t you!” She took the orange mare’s continued silence as an affirmative as she brought the crop back down. She was gentle this time, teasing the end between AJ’s ass cheeks while carefully avoiding her anus, pussy, or testicles. “There’s nothing quite like breaking in a willful mare,” she sighed. “They always fight the hardest.”

Rarity walked up in front of AJ, forelegs parted enough so as not to obstruct the prone mare’s view. Fashion horse gave her rump a shake, causing her porcelain white cock to bounce and bob before the earth mare’s face. Rarity felt a shiver of excitement when she saw the way apple horse’s nostrils begin to flare from the stench of her masculine phallus. Her excitement only grew when she saw her plaything’s lips part slightly. It was almost overwhelmingly adorable how the little farmer thought she knew what was coming next.

Rarity fancied herself a pragmatic mare. Fashion was her passion, but she still understood the need for function. As such, she’d been doing considerable experimentation with her new phallus; breaking it in, as it were. Mostly she practiced with Sweetie and a few of her regular playthings, wanting to work out the kinks of her new kink before bringing its joy to her other clients. At present she considered herself a journeymen cock wielder; experienced, but nothing to write home about. Given this fact, coupled with her continued pride as one of the few true ladies in Ponyville, Rarity decided that this wild mare deserved her very best if there was any hope of taming her.

Feeling her mouth moisten in anticipation of the treat, AJ lifted her head up ever so slightly. Her lips parted and she extended her tongue just a bit, aiming for Rarity’s leaking penis tip. Understandably, it was to her immense shock when Rarity took several sudden steps forward, causing the penis to completely bypass AJ’s mouth as it prodded up along her neck. This was immediately followed by Rarity squatting down, planting her heavy balls over AJ’s eyes while partially shoving the orange mare’s snoot into her blooming flower.

“I am a lady!” Rarity declared as if daring somepony to challenge her. “And I shall be pleasured as one!”

AJ sighed despondently into the white mare’s cooch. This was followed by an especially vicious *Thwack* to her ass from the riding crop. Resigned to her fate, AJ pressed her muzzle deeper into Rarity’s folds, extending her tongue to begin its exploration of her pussy. Rarity’s foal hole was drenched in her feminine honey, which surprised AJ with its sweetness. It reminded the earth mare of fresh squeezed cider, which she thirstily lapped up, probing ever deeper into the pink cavern.

Rarity tensed, fighting against the urge to clamp her thighs down around the earth mare’s muzzle. Rather, she decided to indulge in one of her new instincts by humping. AJ’s mane was coarse, but still provided a pleasant enough friction against her penis. The same went for her balls as she rotated her hips, careful not to stray so far that AJ’s muzzle was denied its duty.

As she drank of Rarity’s nectar, AJ felt like she was drowning in the mixed aroma of both the unicorn’s sex organs in such proximity. The moisture and pressure reminded her of a time when she’d stuck her face between a couple of her distant cousins, a stallion and mare, right as they were reaching the good part. AJ felt just a little intoxicated from the double assault of musky aromas. She almost didn’t notice when Rarity’s pussy began to flex.

Rarity gave a ladylike sigh of delight as she came, spraying mare juices all over AJ’s face. She cooed in delight as she felt the mare dutifully lap up her liquid love, but sensed that this would not be the end of it. She’s played with enough ponies to tell when one was genuinely broken and when they were just faking it in hopes of escape. They orgasmed either way, she made sure of that, but it was still the principle of the thing. AJ remained an unbroken mare, which suited Rarity just fine. The longer the chase, the more satisfying the reward.

“Hey Twi,” chirped Pinkie as she stood, pulling her floppy cock from Twilight’s reach. “Wanna share?”

“… beg pardon?” AJ asked.

“What? Don’t tell me you’ve never been double penetrated.”

AJ pursed her lips. “Pretty sure takin’ mah brother counts, right? Cuz he’s easily big enough fer two.”

Pinkie ruminated on this a moment. “Fair enough. As big as we are, we still don’t compare to that guy’s anaconda. Anyway,” she turned back to Twilight, “what do you say? Wanna double team that pussy?”

Twilight felt her heart swell from such a kind offer. This was yet another avenue of sexual pleasure that could only be explored with penises. And, from what Twilight had gleamed from her own research into penis etiquette, two stallions sharing a hole was usually done only when there was a close bond between the stallions. “I’d love to, Pinkie.”

Pinkie beamed and pronked her way over to AJ, bouncing in place just beside her as she waited for Twilight to catch up. “I think it’ll be easier if one goes high and the other low,” she offered. “I’m guessing you’ll want low, since it’ll be smellier down there.”

Without even thinking, Twilight planted a kiss on Pinkie’s cheek.

“Uh oh,” Pinkie tittered. “Looks like somepony’s in competition for being Twilight’s new favorite.” She waggled her eyebrows at AJ.

“Yeah right,” the hayseed mare said with a roll of her eyes. “Like anythin’ could ever draw Twilight away from mah-”

“Hi,” Twilight squeaked as she slid into AJ’s view, beneath her and right between her legs. She was grinning with anxious glee as she took a deep inhale through her nostrils, savoring the sweet delight of farm pony musk.

“Well howdy yourself,” was AJ’s smug reply. “Ya’ll come around here often?”

“No, but I’d really like to,” Twilight said with a nervous giggle.

AJ laughed right back as she lowered her head until her lips were less than an inch from Twilight’s. She inhaled deeply of Twilight’s breath and scent, and gave a delighted moaned as if eating something scrumptious. “Ya know, Ah think Ah’m startin’ ta get a hankerin’ fer that bookish smell ya’ll got goin’ on.” And then she swallowed up Twilight’s lips before she could respond.

Once she’d finished dawing over the adorable sight, the party planner figured she had best get to work to set up this threesome. The first step was simple enough. She grabbed hold of Twilight’s cock with her hoof, gave the head a little kiss, and angled it towards AJ’s winking slit. She giggled when the shaft yanked free from her grip and kissed the head right against the hayseed mare’s winking folds, almost as though the two had been magnetized or something, but there was no hint that any magic had been used. Pinkie just shrugged, chalking this up to the two mares’ feelings for one another manifesting physically.

Satisfied that the first couple inches of Twilight’s penis had been successfully inserted, Pinkie continued with her end. Like Rainbow, she clambered onto AJ’s back just as a stallion would. The position still felt odd, as she was certain it did for the others, but not odd in a bad way. It was just different, a new kind of fun they’d all just get used to eventually. On that note, she peered down to angle her own cock into the occupied orifice, and gently slid it in.

Both AJ and Twilight gave audible moans, even as they continued their make out session. The combined girth of both mare cocks was stretching her out a fair bit further than Big Mac had ever done on his own, and both mares had barely even begun. She shuddered in anticipation of the impending fullness from her beloved friends. Twilight, meanwhile, was experiencing a small mental explosion of ideas as she endeavored to commit to memory every detail and sensation of her cock pressed against another, all while encased within the heavenly confines of AJ’s pussy.

“Hehe. Two hay dogs and a pair of buns,” Pinkie tittered as she adjusted her hoofing. “Yummy.”

“Jus’ shut up ‘n’ rut me!”

“Aye, aye,” Pinkie acknowledged with a salute and began thrusting.

Even as lost as she was in the haze of pleasure, Twilight’s analytical mind was still able to pick up on some suspiciously odd phenomenon. Now, this was her first time double teaming a mare like this, so she was ready to acknowledge that she didn’t have much of a solid base of reference. However… was her cock moving on its own? She’d read enough literature to know that, for stallions, there came a point when instinct took over and compelled their bodies to hump without conscious commands from their brain, but that only happened near the climax, not at the beginning. She’d had limited experience with this phenomenon with Spike, but not enough that she felt comfortable writing a paper over it.

However, there just seemed like no other way to describe it. Her hips were humping up and down, churning into AJ’s honey pot as if they had a mind of their own. Wait… no. No, that wasn’t right. Her hips and cock weren’t thinking independently of her. Rather, they were following Pinkie’s lead. As absurd as it was, Twilight was able to tell that the friction between her cock and Pinkie’s was next to zero, meaning that they were moving in perfect synchronization of one another.

Was this phenomenon another manifestation of the lingering effects of the Elements? The part of her that was the studious student and had the desire to learn and analyze was rearing to take control, only to be countered by her baser instincts putting forth a surprisingly coherent argument. Damn, AJ’s hawt! Twilight’s analytical side knew when it was beaten and conceded that science, as always, came after pleasure, and it was amazingly hot feeling that burning piece of meat slide against her own.

The two juveniles had once more forgotten about the goings on with the adults. Bloom was well into her rhythm of slamming her hips down, followed by a brief gyration, only to raise them up again. Spike had timed his own thrusts to meet hers, slamming his cock into her sopping pussy with all his might. The pleasured squeals she made were like music to his ears, goading him to keep going. His claws were now gripping around her blank flank ass, pulling her cheeks apart so that his tail might continue to tease her pucker.

“Sweet sun, Spike,” Bloom panted. “Yer amazin’!”

“Shut up, girl. I know it,” he replied brazenly, giving her left ass cheek a firm slap. Her little filly pussy was driving him wild with its tightness. The doughy flesh of her filly rump kneaded perfectly under his claws.

“Ah think Ah could wake up ta ya’ll gropin’ mah butt like this every mornin’,” Bloom panted out.

“Hey. No arguments here.”

“We should do a sleepover some time. That sounds like oodles o’ fun!”

***

Big Macintosh had been ordered by the doctor not to go rolling in the hay for a bit, but that didn’t stop his ears from working. After seeing how much work the mares had managed to do in such a short time, especially thanks to the purple one, he knew it was only a matter of time before they decided to take a break and ‘reward’ themselves. Not like he could blame them, though. Were the situation reversed, he’d be slapping his balls into any ass he could get a hold of. Alas, the stallion could only content himself with some recreational porn reading.

***

“C-close,” Twilight warned when she felt her orgasm approach. The burning hotness of AJ’s pussy and Pinkie’s cock had long grown too much to bear, but the pleasurable sensation of it all left her conflicted as to whether or not she actually wanted it to stop.

“S-same,” acknowledged Pinkie as she continued her ministrations. The pressure in her clenching balls was like a doorbell announcing the arrival of an old friend, familiar and exciting all at once. She hoped to arrive soon through AJ’s door, and fill her to the brim with the love and affection the hard working earth mare deserved.

AJ was panting heavily from the combined sensations of two bodies sandwiching her between them. Her fur felt matted with sweat and the stench tickling her nostrils told her she was due for a shower, or at least a dip in the lake. Her eyes fell adoringly down to the mare beneath her and AJ, knees starting to ache, still managed to lean down enough to affectionately rub cheeks with the book horse.

“Nnngh!” all three mares grunted in unison from their simultaneous climaxes.

“Hah! Nice,” laughed Rainbow as she felt her own climax combined with the squirts from Fluttershy’s little love fountain. She grinned down at the sweating mare and gave her cheek a lick. Yellow quiet’s cock was still hard between their bellies, but Rainbow paid it no mind as she gently nibbled at Fluttershy’s jaw, making her squeak and squirm so adorably.

Spike and Bloom were panting in exhaustion in one another’s arms, clinging to each other like they were afraid letting go would cause them to drift apart. They too were hot and sweaty, with Spike momentarily fantasizing about taking Bloom home so that he could use her coarse fur like a washrag. Maybe they could try that at the sleepover? That was roughly the extent of Spike’s cognitive ability at the moment, given his current exhaustion.

Bloom, by contrast, had no trouble not thinking at all. Her mind was too focused on the sensation of the little drake’s liquid affection sloshing around in her prepubescent womb. Her body rose and fell with each of the drake’s breaths and her drooping eyelids threatened to send her off to sleep early. She giggled a little as she imagined Spike on some advert for luxury heated bedding, because that’s how he felt beneath her. In this moment, all she needed to be happy was within and against her.

“Well, I suppose rutting in the barn has its charms, in a russet sort of way,” Rarity mused. She, in anticipation of the effects of a bunch of ponies having sex in a barn past midday, had taken the necessary precautions to keep herself cool and sweat-free. A magically levitated fan supplied her with a gentle breeze while a summoned ice pack to her chest helped even her out. She’d long sense cleaned her groin of any unsightly leavings, freeing up the time to watch as her friends enjoyed themselves.

Spike in particular had caught the marshmallow mare’s attention. She was well aware of the little lizard’s affections towards her. He had eyes, after all. However, he had quite a bit of stamina for a male his age. Rarity usually preferred playing with adult mares, given that the young and males had low odds of lasting terribly long under her… careful ministrations. However, based on what she’d seen at the Slutty Sun Celebration and since, Spike was proving himself to be quite the exception. The way he used his tail to pleasure AJ’s sister was an especially intriguing ability, not to mention his prioritizing of pleasing his lady before any other was quite the admirable trait. Licking her lips, she knew she’d have to pay close attention to him from now on.

But for now, Rarity had a job to do. She was no Twilight Sparkle, but her magic was still in the upper percentiles of unicorns, allowing her to easily levitate the mares and youths, so long as none of them struggled too hard. Thankfully, their exhaustion made that a slim possibility. She carried the lot of them over to the reservoir the Apples used to water their crops. It was also, as she knew, the unofficial bathing area for all farm hooves to clean themselves off before moving indoors and stinking up the place. The Apples, in their own way, had some sense of class. Upon arrival, she deposited each of her passengers into the water, startling them to alertness with its coolness. “You’re welcome,” she said poshly, trying not to laugh at the disgruntled expressions of her treasured playthings.

***

Dear Princess Molestia

My friend Apple Jack is one of the best and hottest friends a pony could have. Her accent is like honey to the ears and the sight of sweat gleaming off that luscious… [Spike: Just imagine about four more paragraphs of gushing.]

She’s always there to help a pony in need, but sometimes has trouble asking when she’s the one who needs help. Friendship, like sex, is about giving of ourselves, but also accepting what others give us. A little tit for tat, so to speak.

Your Student

Twilight Sparkle

Author's Note

And so, rather than go through the hassle of trying to ignore the problem until it can’t be ignored any longer, AJ nuts up and does the sensible thing right away. Several seeds were planted regarding elements for future chapters, such as the farm hooves, the progression of analyzing this new magic, and some character bits.

Sorry for anyone who was hoping for some Flutter love. For some reason, she just doesn’t want to be written just yet. Oh well.

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