Starswirls Quick Clop Compilation

The Prompt: Visiting the Big Apple.

Manehattan, the big apple. The grandest and most metropolitan city in all of Equestria with all the glamor a mare could dream of. Applejack hated it.

The only reason she agreed to come to this Celestia forsaken place was because of the ridiculous amount of begging on the part of Rarity. She was invited by Hoity Toity to join him in the city to tour local fashion houses that were up and coming. As soon as the white mare had read the letter she was galloping out the door to Sweet Apple Acres to grill Applejack on her time there. She cornered her in the orchard while bucking. The orange farmer told her what she knew which was very little, but that didn't stop the fashionista from begging her to come with.

“For the last time Rarity, Ah said no! Ah have no business in that place and it has no business with me, can't you see that? Ah'll be more'n happy to write to Aunt and Uncle Orange and you can ask them whatever ya' like.”

“Oh come on Applejack, that simply won't do. I'll need a guide for the times I'm not with Hoity Toity and this could be my chance to impress the fashion world with my designs! Don't make me beg but I will if I have to. Please? Please? Please, please pleeeeaassse?!” Rarity collapsed to the ground, clutching her precious letter to her chest.

Frowning, Applejack bucked a nearby tree. “Ah don't know what all I could do for ya' sugarcube. I haven't been back there in years and there's nothing for me there. Ah mean, yeah Ah went to some fancy dinner parties and what not but none of them ponies want to hear from a farmer and I doubt any of your fashion friends wanna hear about apples. Well, there was one pony but I doubt you'd want to hear bout her.”

Rarity took a deep breath to compose herself. She was certain she could turn this around as long as she played the right cards. “Well darling, wouldn't it to be fun to visit this mare and catch up? I'm sure you two could discuss apples and farming and...dirt? You'll have a lovely time.”

Applejack snorted. “Ah'm certain Miss Gemstone Cutter has better things to do than listen to me ramble about apples. We share letters from time to time for all that anyhow.”

The fashion designer blinked. She had obviously misheard and stated as much. “Now now Applejack, I'm sure your friend would love a visit. You did mean to say something other than Gemstone Cutter, correct? Surely you can't know the greatest jeweler of our time and not have told me. That's impossible.”

Another bushel of apples fell into the baskets around the tree. “Ah wouldn't know much about it but the Gemstone Cutter I know is a jeweler. Ah don't know if'n they're one and the same but Ah've been knowin' and writin' to her since Ah was a filly.”

Rarity's jaw dropped. “You have to introduce me. You have to Applejack. You must! Think of it this way if you have to. I wouldn't come to you if I wasn't absolutely desperate here. Please, I honestly need you.”

The apple farmer turned towards the tree she was working on so she wouldn't have to see her friends desperate expression. This was beyond the other mares normally dramatic begging when she needed something. She actually seemed to really need help with this. None of their other friends had ever been to Manehattan as well, and she probably could just ask her aunt and uncle who could help Rarity with this the best. She really hated being the next most loyal next to Rainbow Dash.

“Fine, if it'll get you to quit'cher bellyachin'.”

“Oh Applejack, you'll see, it'll be completely worth it.”

Standing in the mirror in their suit at the hotel, accompanying Rarity was most certainly not worth it. The other mare had convinced her to attend a party being thrown at one of the local fashion houses that she had scored an invite to earlier in the day. Her hair was done up in the Manehattan style updo and she was wearing a green satin dress that Rarity had 'just happened to have' packed that fit her like a second skin. Her tail was braided through with accenting ribbons and she was wearing simple necklace and earrings. She was glad to be done with all that frou-frou nonsense and had refused every possible invitation to do such a thing again. Even after another bout of begging she had introduced her to Gemstone Cutter. The reflection reminded her of what she may have looked like if she had stayed a city pony, something she wondered from time to time. Glancing left and right, she had to admit o herself she looked very classy. She briefly wondered if she could still sound like it.

“Why you look positively stunning this evening my dear. I hardly recognized you in your evenings attire.” The farmer grinned at how silly she sounded. “Hopefully Miss Rarity understands how put upon you must be, leaving your farm at such short notice. You truly are the best friend a mare could ask for.”

“That you are Applejack.” The orange mare whirled around and spotted her friend in the doorway with a curious expression.

“I wasn't aware that some of the finer points of your training had stuck with you. Why didn't you tell me?” Rarity walked in and stood next to the dumbstruck mare.

“Ah don't rightly know what'cher talkin' about.” Her mouth crinkled around the lie.

“Oh come of it darling, I heard you with my own ears. It would have been a great help to me tonight to know that you could speak that way.” Rarity frowned slightly. “Don't you trust me darling?”

“It ain't like that and you know it. Talking all fancy like that just ain't me. 'Sides, you'd have just gotten more embarrassed if Ah'da forgot halfway through and started talking like normal.”

“That is true I suppose. I still thank you just the same. Would you like me to help get you out of that clothing?” Rarity was aware of the difficulty her earth pony friends had with dresses and jewelery.

“Anything to get outta this getup faster.”

A few waves of her horn and Applejack was quickly relieved of her dress and jewelry. Despite the obvious discomfort of the party and inconvenience of leaving her work, she actually wasn't having to bad a time with the other pony. They had managed to keep their bickering to a minimum and had taken in quite a few sites of the city.

“Here darling let me help you with your mane.” Taking the pins of the other mares hair in her magic Rarity quickly pulled them and watched the golden tresses spill free. Her breath caught. Applejack looked simply stunning.

There was no question that Applejack was a beautiful mare. Anypony could see that. Her strongly defined muscles that came from hours of bucking trees without being too bulky. The way her mane cascaded down her back and accented her face. The most makeup she had allowed was a bit of blush and it made her freckles look even more adorable than usual. Her orange coat practically gleamed from the grooming they had gone through before the party. Why hadn't she ever noticed this before?

“Uh Rare? You okay sugarcube?”

“Yes, yes I'm fine. I just noticed something darling.”

“What's that?”

“You look amazing.” Rarity replied honestly.

Applejack blushed at the compliment. “Aw shucks, I don't look no different from normal. Your just sayin' that”

“When it comes to beauty I don't ever 'just say' anything. You look simply stunning and I don't think anypony tells you that enough.”

Applejack prided herself on her ability to spot lies. Looking directly into Rarity's deep blue eyes she couldn't sense one. It made her blush even harder to know that her friend felt that way about her.

“Well you already know this but I think you look gorgeous yourself.”

It was Rarity's turn to blush. “You've never said anything before. I thought you believed I was shallow to care so much for my appearance.”

“Ah never had to before. You look amazing and Ah was sure you knew it. Ah've always thought you were the most gorgeous mare I'd ever seen.”

“Oh Applejack...”

“Ah'm just tellin' the honest truth sugarcube.”

As their eyes locked, Applejack leaned in closer to the fashionista. “Heck Ah'd be happy to tell ya' anytime sugarcube. You always look good.” With that, the farmpony gently pressed her lips to Rarity's.

The designer closed her eyes at the contact and melted into the contact. Briefly she noted that her friend surprisingly didn't taste like apples, but of sweet cinnamon. Taking the kiss further she parted her lips to allow Applejacks questing tongue inside, both fighting for dominance as their passion grew. Breaking the contact, Rarity turned and swished her tail playfully under the farmers chin.

“Follow me darling, I believe our activities will be better suited for the bed.”

Walking over to the bedroom, Rarity laid back on the bed making sure her partner had plenty of room. They embraced and met once more in a passionate kiss. Applejack took the lead and ran her hooves over the other mares body causing her to moan. The white fashionista pulled away briefly to run her hooves over the farmers well muscled chest.

“Oh Applejack, rut me darling!”

“All ya had to do was ask sugarcube.” she leaned in for another kiss but Rarity turned her head at the last moment.

“Could you say it in the other voice? The one you were using earlier?”

AJ grinned. “I'm going to rut you like an animal Miss Rarity. You're going to scream my name like a shameless whorse this evening.”

Rarity shivered and wrapped her legs around the farmers neck, pulling her in for another passionate kiss. Taking control again Applejack playfully nipped her partners ears causing her to whinny. Kissing her way down she licked and nipped at her neck and ran her hooves down the smooth white midsection before her. She paused as the supple teats and teasingly drug her tongue along the pert nipples earning an appreciative moan. Gripping one of the buds in her teeth she massaged the other with a hoof while her other made its way down to her lovers damp slit. Rarity gasped and shivered as the folds of her flower were parted and teased.

“Oh please Applejack, I-ah-need you there!”

Always one to oblige a lady the farmer continued down the dripping folds and kissed each one delicately. The sweet musky smell filled her nostrils and clouded her mind with lust. She had to taste this mare right now. Dropping all pretense of delicacy she dived in, dipping her tongue into Rarity and tasting the sweet nectar. Rarity cried out as her nether region was assaulted with vigorous licks. Reaching her hoof up Applejack felt the swollen nub at the top of her partners sex and rubbed in time with her thrusting tongue. The white mare found her body tightening in the most delicious of ways and new she wouldn't be able to stand it much longer.

“Oh yes Applejack, I'm almost there, rut me!” she screamed as her vision darkened and she came, her body going rigid as the orgasm rocked her body to its core.

The orange farmer withdrew and licked her lips, savoring the taste of Rarity on her tongue. She climbed next to her partner and smiled as she drew her into an embrace. Kissing the base of her horn she gave her an affectionate nuzzle.

“That was most exquisite, wouldn't you say sugar cube?” Applejack said with a perfect Manehattan accent.