Apple Bloom sighed and fidgeted in her chair. It was a nice sunny day, not too hot. Apple Bloom licked her chocolate ice cream thoughtfully. A passing stranger would only see a small yellow earth pony, with a candy apple-red mane and tail, bright amber eyes, and a pink bow in her mane, sitting at a table outside of the local ice cream shop. But inside Apple Bloom’s mind, there was a tornado of thoughts and memories and emotions. Apple Bloom tried to keep herself together, but it was very hard to do because besides the terrible burning between her hind legs, she also had a migraine, and a random urge to cuss at every passing pony. Apple Bloom was in heat, no doubt about it. Honestly, the only good thing about it was that everypony seemed to look really sexy, no matter the gender or age. It almost bothered her. Almost.
Since it began, Apple Bloom’s imagination started to get out of hoof. She began to picture everypony in lewd positions, doing stuff they shouldn’t be doing, and putting their body parts into other body parts. She even caught herself clopping once or twice. She’d heard from some ponies at school, maybe Dinky Do, or maybe Tootsie Flute, that the only way to stop the burning was to have sex. Apple Bloom wanted to make it stop so badly, but she wasn’t sure her coltfriend, Tender Taps, was up for it. She would ask him, but risked scaring him away. She was at a loss of what to do.
An orange and purple blur caught her eye. Apple Bloom knew of two orange and purple ponies, and desperately hoped it wasn’t one of them. She couldn’t face Scootaloo or Sweetie Belle either, since they didn’t know that she was in heat and she didn’t want to mess up their cycles with her own. She turned to look who it was, and her heart stopped. Fortunately, it wasn’t Scootaloo. Unfortunately, it was Tender Taps.
Tender Taps spotted Apple Bloom from across the road and started to trot over. Apple Bloom’s mind raced, trying to think of an escape plan. It was too late, because by then Tender Taps was within talking distance, so he called out, “Hey, Apple Bloom!”
Apple Bloom forced herself to smile and said, “Hey, there. How ya doin’?”
Tender shrugged. “Not much.” He smiled at her. “I haven’t seen much of you the past couple of days. I’ve been coming over to the farm, but you were always either busy or out. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were avoiding me.” He paused. “You’re not avoiding me, are you?”
Apple Bloom’s eyes widened in shock. “No, no, no, of course not, no, Ah’m not avoidin’ ya, no, why would Ah do that?” She plastered an over exaggerated grin on her face and stood up.
Tender Taps smiled. “Well, then, do you want to spend some time together this afternoon? I’ve got nothing planned.”
Apple Bloom looked down at the melting ice cream cone in her hoof, pondering her situation. Just then a particularly strong breeze hit her from behind, brushing her sensitive areas and caused Apple Bloom to cringe. Finally, she came to a decision.
Planting a small kiss on Tender’s muzzle, Apple Bloom said, “Sure, Ah’d love too.”
Blushing, Tender Taps followed Apple Bloom as she went out of the town and into the apple orchards. This wasn’t first time they kissed, but he still blushed and stuttered every time.
Apple Bloom led them into the depths of the apple orchard and stopped at the Cutie Mark Crusaders’ clubhouse. Tender looked up at the structure curiously. “What is this place?” he asked.
“This is the Cutie Mark Crusaders’ clubhouse,” Apple bloom replied, pointing with a hoof. “Me, Scoots, and Sweetie Belle used to sit here all day tryna get our cutie marks. Now it’s a meetin’ place and also somewhere we can help other ponies understand their talents.”
“Wow.” Tender proceeded to walk all around the treehouse. “Did you guys build this all by yourselves?”
Apple Bloom blushed. “Well, the house was already there, so we just kinda prettied it up a bit, Ah guess.” A pause. “You wanna go inside?”
“Sure.” The two ponies walked up the ramp and into the clubhouse. Inside, there was a large couch, a few board games strewn about the floor, a video game station in one corner, and a forgotten poster on one wall.
Tender cleared his throat. “So, do you want to play a game or something?”
Apple Bloom smiled. “Actually, can we just cuddle? Ah’m kinda cold.”
Tender frowned. It wasn’t that cold outside or inside the clubhouse. Then again, maybe Apple Bloom had a very thin coat.
He nodded, and together they laid down on the couch, Apple Bloom nestled in the curve of Tender’s body. Apple Bloom breathed contently and started to lightly nuzzle his chest, slowly going up until she was nuzzling his neck. She proceeded to lightly nip and kiss his neck, making him gasp softly and wonder what she was up to.
Apple Bloom went up even higher until she reached Tender’s mouth, and forced him into a kiss. Tender obliged, kissing her back. She opened up her mouth a bit, to let his tongue in. The two lay there, kissing and tongue-wrestling, and all the while Tender was trying to figure out what Apple Bloom was doing.
By this time their kiss had turned into a full make-out session. Apple Bloom was rubbing Tender’s cutie marks with her hooves, and, slowly but surely, Tender was doing the same. Apple Bloom then shifted closer to him when she felt something hard dig into her stomach.
She broke off the kiss to look down, and grinned when she saw what was going on. A sultry look took over her face, as Tender realised what he had done and turned pale. “Oh, no, I’m so sorry!” he exclaimed, desperately trying to hide his erection. Apple Bloom was slightly disappointed. She was kind of hoping that he wouldn’t be so timid about the situation, but she still had a backup plan.
Tender had turned his back to her, so Apple Bloom scooted closer to him and nipped his ear. He gasped, and his tail twitched, but nothing else seemed to happen, so she kissed his neck and rubbed his flank, getting closer to his erection.
Tender saw what she was doing and turned his head to say no, but she interrupted him with a kiss. At that moment she was able to grab his penis, and, slowly, she started to rub the long shaft. Tender tried to protest, but she shushed him with a hoof to the mouth. Tender attempted to wriggle out from under her, but she started to really jerk him off, and he was overtaken by a wave of pleasure. What she was doing to him, it felt so good, he didn’t want her to stop.
Apple Bloom rubbed until he was fully erect, then stopped. Tender looked at her in surprise. “Why did you stop?” At that moment she opened her mouth and pushed an inch of his cock into her mouth. By gently bobbing her head she was able to take in inch after inch until her muzzle bumped his stomach. She then gently started to massage the cock, as she went up and down, occasionally pulling it out of her mouth to give it a few sloppy licks before putting it back in again.
By this time Tender was panting. Apple Bloom continued to deepthroat him until his cock was twitching in Apple Bloom’s mouth, and he started to feel a pressure build in his stomach. “Uh, Apple Bloom?” he asked. “I feel weird…”
Apple Bloom, upon hearing that, hurriedly pulled his penis out of her mouth. “Oh no, you don’t,” she warned. “You’re not comin’ unless Ah say so.”
Before Tender could respond, Apple Bloom stood up. To Tender’s astonishment, she began to position her dripping slit right above his cock. “Woah, woah, what are you doing?!” he cried out.
Apple Bloom froze. She realised she hadn’t told him anything yet. “Oh, uh, how do Ah phrase this…” she trailed off. Finally, she sighed. “Ah’m in heat,” she said decidedly, “and the only way to stop this terrible burnin’ is to have sex.”
“But- but- what-” Tender stammered. “But this isn’t right! There’ll be consequences! I don’t know what consequences, but they’ll be there all right!”
Apple Bloom sat down. “Look, hun, Ah really can’t deal with this for the next few months. You have no idea how Ah feel all the damn time! Ah’m always aroused, every little thing sets me off, and Ah have constant cravin’s for chocolate ice cream. Now, that last one might not seem that bad, but when you’re eatin’ it all the time…” She eyed Tender’s rapidly softening cock. “And it looks like Ah don’t have much time to convince ya, so please, do this for me? Please? Ah’ll take full responsibility,” she added, hopefully.
Tender pondered this thought. Well, if she was willing to take responsibility…
Just as he was about to say yes, she said, “Great!” and kissed him. He was surprised, but it was enough to convince him that maybe, just maybe, this wouldn’t be too bad.
His cock was stiffening quickly, so Apple Bloom gave it a few quick licks to speed up the process. Then she positioned herself right above the long shaft, and, after taking a deep breath, took the plunge.
The two moaned from the pleasure, Apple Bloom more so, having her cunt finally filled by male meat. She started to instinctively bounce up and down, trying to get him deeper and deeper inside her.
Tender felt a bit useless, with Apple Bloom doing most of the work, so he grabbed her hips and thrusted into her, hitting her G-spot.
“Ah!” she shrieked. “Right- right there! Keep goin’!”
The pair were filled with a feeling of complete and total bliss that neither of them had ever felt. Apple Bloom was rubbing her clit with one hoof while the other was trying keep her balanced. Finally, fell over, her mouth meeting his. Tender gasped a little at the surprise kiss, but decided not to resist. The couple made out while he rut her, trying to reach their respective climaxes.
“Tender,” Apple Bloom gasped as she broke the kiss. “Ah- Ah’m gonna come!”
A wave of pleasure went through her body as she came, spilling fluid onto the already dirty couch, her inner walls desperately trying to milk the cock inside her for his sperm. Tender thrusted harder than ever, reaching his own climax, and coating Apple Bloom’s fertile walls with semen.
Tender took his limp cock out of her pussy, which was dripping both male and female cum, as she pulled herself off of him. She attempted to flop beside him, but there wasn’t enough room, and she ended up on the floor, rubbing the back of her head.
“Oww,” she groaned. “Aw, fuck. That ended well.”
“AB!” Tender cried, seeing her on the floor. “Are you alright?”
She stood up. “Oh, Ah’m more than alright. The burnin’ has stopped.” She warily watched his shaft, still slick from their activities. “Although…” She grinned. “It might come back. Wanna go again?”
Scootaloo was sitting in her bedroom, reading a Daring Do book. She shifted her position every once in a while, trying to get comfortable, and failing. It was her first heat, and she just couldn’t get used to the strange feeling in her backside. She tried to concentrate on the book, but something in the back of her mind told her otherwise…
Scootaloo was all alone in her house, her adoptive parents having gone out for the day, and she had nothing to do. She had started to read these books because Rainbow Dash recommended them, and she found them quite interesting. The only problem, though, was that she couldn’t focus. She always found her hoof inching its way in between her hindquarters before she pulled it back.
After several minutes of resisting, not really knowing why, she thought, “Oh, fuck it. It can’t be that bad, can it?”
Slowly, Scootaloo touched her outer lips with her hoof, biting her lip. She’d masturbated before, but it had never been so sensitive. She started to rub herself at a snail’s pace, emitting small moans of pleasure.
A knock at the door caused her to fall off the bed. Cursing, she pulled herself up to see who it was.
“Scoot?” A slightly deeper voice said. “Are you there?”
Scootaloo’s eyes widened. She’d completely forgotten that she’d invited Rumble over. She knew what could happen when a stallion and a mare in heat were in the same room. She wasn’t ready for that.
Slowly, Scootaloo opened the front door. “Uh, heeey, Rumble,” she said nervously.
“Hey, Scoots.” Rumble sniffed the air as he walked inside. “Are you cooking something?”
Scootaloo blushed as she realised he was smelling her own arousal. “Uh, yeah! Anyway, let’s go to my room and play a game! I have Chutes and Ladders! Or maybe Ogres and Oubliettes?”
Rumble stood, frozen, in the center of the room. He sniffed the air once more. “No, wait…” His eyes widened. “Are you…?”
“What about Candyland?”
“Are you in heat?”
Scootaloo stared at him for a second, then chuckled nervously. “Heh heh… yeah, I guess.” She hung her head.
Rumble’s eye twitched. He cock started to slide out of its sheath.
Scootaloo saw his reaction. “Oh, no, nonono, we’re not doing that, nononononon…”
Rumble took a step towards her, slightly licking his lips. A sultry grin was plastered across his face. “C’mon, Scoot, it’ll be fun,” he cooed.
“I- I- I don’t think that’s a very good idea, Rumble…”
“Oh, don’t you worry your pretty head about it.” Scootaloo wrinkled her nose at that comment. Pretty little head? Where had he gotten that statement? “It’ll be just fine…”
She backed up until she was pinned against the wall. Rumble was practically on top of her. “No, Rumble, please, I- I don’t want to- oh, Celestia!” She shrieked when he forced her to spin around and started to lick her dripping slit.
“Oh- oh, my- oh, Rumble- please- I-” Scootaloo was at a loss of words due to what Rumble was doing to her. His tongue went deeper than her hoof could ever go, and it felt amazing. She didn’t want him to stop, but the logical part of her brain forced her to pull away.
“Rumble, please, we shouldn’t be doing- mph!” He protest was muffled by Rumble pressing his lips against hers. She relaxed, her heat-driven hunger overriding her logic. She was now putty in his hooves as he turned her around without resistance.
Rumble’s tongue resumed what it was doing, and soon the living room filled with the moans of the two extremely aroused ponies. Scootaloo’s wings were stiff and erect, as he continued to eat her out. She bit her lip, desperately trying not to yell and risk all of Ponyville hearing her.
“Rumble, I’m gonna come!” she squeaked, a cascade of immense pleasure going through her as she came, right into Rumble’s mouth. She’d never had such a strong orgasm before, and it caused her to almost fall over. Her legs were ready to give out, but then something hard started to poke her backside. She turned around to see Rumble attempting to stuff her pussy with his cock.
Something in Scootaloo’s brain told her this was bad, this wasn’t right, there would be consequences!
But the feeling of Rumble sliding his long shaft into her slick was too much for her logic. Pure bliss replaced any logical thinking, and Scootaloo whimpered, still quivering from her orgasm. Rumble groaned as her inner walls wrapped tightly around his cock. He started to pound into her, grabbing onto her wings to steady himself.
Scootaloo couldn’t keep herself upright anymore. She fell forward, her forelegs quivering from exhaustion. Rumble yelped as he was pulled along with her to the ground, his cock going deeper into Scootaloo than ever before, and making her cry out from a mix of pain and pleasure.
“Are you okay, Scoots?” he panted.
“Oh, NOW you worry about me?!” she said angrily, her logic taking over now that he wasn’t pleasuring her. “What about when you stuffed your… thing in me like I’m your fucktoy or something?! Were you worried about me then?!” She snorted from exasperation, then turned to see that Rumble was still looking at her, concerned. “Well? Are you gonna finish up, or are you just gonna stand there like an idiot?”
“I- uh- okay, I guess,” Rumble stuttered, not really sure what Scootaloo wanted. He resumed his previous pace, thrusting into her plot like nopony’s business. Her tight inner walls clutched his cock, bringing him closer to climax. She could also feel herself getting close, as the pressure built up in her lower body.
“Uh, Scoot, I’m gonna come,” he warned. “Do you want me to pull out?”
“NO!” she yelled, surprising him. “You started this mess, and you’re going to finish it!”
“But-”
“Just do it!”
By then Rumble couldn’t hold on anymore. A wave of cum filled Scootaloo’s plot to the brim, and some started to drip out. Scootaloo came shortly after, adding to the fluids filling her marehole. The two fell apart, breathing heavily.
“You… are gonna… pay… for this…” Scootaloo managed to say before going out like a light.
Rumble carried her to her bed, then cleaned up their mess in the living room. When she woke up, a note on her dresser caught her attention: “Today was fun. We should hang out more often.”
