Speedclop prompts!

This... this was so bucking naughty.

The idea, of course, had been Dash’s. Of the two of them, she was the kinkiest one. Or at least, the one with the wildest ideas. As often as Applejack contributed to their brainstorming, the pegasus easily had double her count of ideas that they actually tried.

On the farm, with the rest of the family asleep.

On the farm, with the rest of the family awake. That had been... something else.

Literally on the farm. Dash had flown them onto the roof of the farmhouse, and they’d gone wild then and there. It had taken all of her effort to muffle her cries of pleasure, and she’d managed to not wake anyone up. She wasn’t sure she’d be able to live it down if she had.

In the trees, in a bush in the park, behind Sugarcube corner...

They’d explored a number of different avenues as well. Spreader bars, ballgags, roleplay, you name it. They, and the ideas, kept coming.

But more often than not, it came down to one thing:

Location, location, location.

Finding a new and exciting place to rut each other silly had become a game in and of itself... and they discovered that, on top of liking to find new places to go wild, they also liked one other aspect of it.

The risk of getting caught.

The very idea that they could be seen or interrupted by family, friends, or any random passerby in town just made it all the filthier.

And they loved every minute of it.

But this...? This topped it all.

The very idea of having wild, passionate sex with her very own chromatic pegasus was enticing enough. Doing it where they could get caught was even better.

Doing it on the bed of one of their best friends, while they were working a floor below them?

Applejack was dripping at the mere thought of it.

“So...” she whispered, as they sat in the bushes near Carousel Boutique. “How do we get in?”

Rainbow put a hoof to her chin, giving this some thought. “Well... She fixed the hole I made when I crashed through her ceiling... so that’s out. And all her windows are locked, I checked.”

Applejack nodded, vaguely wondering when the pegasus had checked this. She hadn’t been out of her sight... “And the front door is out. She has that silly bell on it.” she commented, dismissing her previous thought. It didn’t matter.

“...Then we just have to use her back door.” The pegasus finished, staring at the domicile. She glanced at Applejack as the farmer let out an amused snort, finding her marefriend looking at her with a big leer on her face. Rainbow grinned as she realized what she’d just said. “Hey, I’m open to the idea if you are!”

“...Ah’ll think about it, Dash.” Applejack whispered, smirking. “But Ah think that’s more up to her.”

Rainbow pouted. “Yeah... she’s too stuck up to go for it. Maybe Pinkie....” she mused, before an orange hoof poked her in the side. “Ow!”

“Focus, Speedy! We’re on a mission right now. We can talk about that later.”

“Fine!” She grumbled, before giving the farmer a grin. “You ready?”

“After you!”

They snuck out of the bush, carefully approaching the boutique while avoiding any prying eyes, from within or without. A quick glance through a window confirmed Rarity’s location at the front of the shop, merrily working on one of her dresses. The pair slithered along the ground like snakes, eventually reaching the boutique’s back door. They pushed it open, covering both directions as they entered together, sweeping the area as if it was their talent. With the coast clear, they snuck to the main lobby of the home, where the fashionista was working.

Here was the toughest part of the operation. To get upstairs to Rarity’s room, they had to go through this lobby... and risk being seen by their friend.

But where there’s a will, there’s a way. The pair waited until Rarity looked away, and dashed towards the stairs as quickly and silently as they could. They waited at the top of the stairs for the telltale sign of being discovered, but it looked like they had pulled it off.

Grinning like a pair of horny teenagers, they made their way towards Rarity’s bedroom, thanking the stars that school was still in session, removing Sweetie Belle out of the equation entirely. Some things they didn’t want to try explaining at all.

As they entered the fashionista’s room, Rainbow leapt onto the bed, bouncing once as she landed on it. She grinned at Applejack, using her best ‘come hither’ expression, which served to melt the frown on Applejack’s face.

“Dummy, what if her bed made noise!”

“Then we’d hide.” Rainbow whispered back. “Plus, you’re gonna make more noise soon!” She grinned, patting the mattress with a hoof. Feeling herself dripping at what they were doing, Applejack complied and joined the pegasus on the bed, with only a second to get comfortable before her mouth found itself occupied with Dash’s own.

They closed their eyes, enjoying each others’ taste. Applejack recognized the taste of the apple pancakes they’d eaten earlier that morning, and grinned to herself. More often than not, she was finding Dash was tasting more and more like apples.

Except, of course, for one place. That was Dashie’s very own flavor.

Applejack broke the kiss, only to resume it on her pegasus’ neck, inching ever downwards. She paused at Rainbow’s nape, focusing on an area that she knew drove the pegasus wild. She was rewarded with a soft pomf, as Rainbow’s wings displayed just how turned on her marefriend was... if the fountain between her legs wasn’t indication enough.

Applejack moved along Rainbow’s body, nipping at the base of Rainbow’s wings as she reached them. The pegasus let out a throaty moan, unable to hold back from vocalizing the sensations she felt. They had to be quiet, but... it was just so hard.

Sensing that Rainbow was ready, Applejack’s kisses continued to move lower... and lower... until she found the heat between the blue mare’s legs. She breathed in the powerful scent, and gave the folds an experimental lick.

Rainbow’s lower body bucked upwards, the feeling moving through her body like a bolt of lightning. She was so turned on, she felt she could explode right then and there.

Seeing the pegasus’ reaction just enticed Applejack even more, as she once again moved her tongue across the other mare’s lips. Unable to speak, Rainbow was left with only one method of communication: more moans. As Applejack delved deeper and deeper into her passage, licking her inner walls with vigor, her brain ceased to function, taking a back seat and enjoying everything her body was feeling.

Rainbow moved her front hooves onto Applejack’s head, pushing the farmer further between her legs as she felt a tide swell ever closer. Taking the hint, Applejack doubled her efforts, sucking and licking every nook and cranny, until she recognized the signs of Rainbow’s imminent release. She briefly pulled away, then nipped at Rainbow’s nub, giving her the finishing blow.
The pegasus quickly shoved one of her hooves back into her mouth, blocking out the scream of primal lust and pleasure that made its way out of her throat as the orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave. As it finally died down, she was left a trembling but happy wreck on Rarity’s bed.

Applejack dragged herself up to Rainbow’s eye level, grinning as she kissed the pegasus once more. “Good?”

“The best...” Rainbow panted, looking up at Applejack with half lidded eyes, her gaze positively smouldering.

“That good huh? Feel up to giving me a taste?”

“Absolutely... just gimme a minute.”

“And here I thought you had more stamina than that, Rainbow Dash.” A third voice commented.

The pair jumped, almost falling off of the bed as they whirled to face the door. There stood Rarity, a sketchbook engulfed in her magic. She grinned at the pair, waving a hoof in their direction. “Oh do go on, don’t stop on my account!”

Momentarily shocked into speechlessness, Applejack recovered first. “H-how did y’know we were here?”

Rarity rolled her eyes. “Oh please. I’m a designer. I have an eye for detail. A stetson hat and a rainbow mane sneaking past my window, or up my stairs is very, very hard to miss. You’re not as sneaky as you’d like to think.”

Rainbow, on the other hand, latched on what the unicorn had said previously. “Don’t sto- what, you don’t mind?”

“Oh not at all!” Rarity smiled, pointing at the sketchbook. “You two are giving me wonderful ideas.” She paused, briefly glaring at them. “I do expect you to wash those sheets afterwards. Celestia knows what you’re leaving behind...”

Still slightly trembling from the high of being discovered, the pair glanced at each other, a silent thought passing between the two. This was not what they’d expected... It was even better. In unison, they grinned back at the white mare.

“Say, Rarity...” Applejack began, her tone dripping with barely controlled lust.

“Wanna join us?” Rainbow finished, matching Applejack’s tone.

Rarity smiled as she set her sketchbook down. “You know what, my dears? I think I shall.”