Starswirls Quick Clop Compilation

by Starswirls Beard

Rating: mature
Tags: Main 6, Romance, Comedy, Sex, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 6536

A collection of Sexty Minute Pony prompts.

Prompt 4: The first morning of the honeymoon for Rarity and her special somepony.
Rarity decides to show her love for her new bride with a naughty morning wake up.

Prompt 10: Pinkie Pie’s peculiar proposal.
Applejack is in trouble and can only confide in Pinkie Pie, luckily, she has a sexy solution!

Prompt 8: Twilight showcases her bedroom magic on her unsuspecting friends.

Promtp 24: Applejack is coerced by Rarity to take a trip to Manehattan.

-Edits by the lovely Rar1ty

Published 2012-08-15 04:14:02 UTC
Last updated 2012-09-30 03:29:31 UTC

#4 The Morning After

Rarity slowly opened her eyes, taking in her surroundings. Sunlight peeked through the blinds illuminating the palace suite with a soft glow. It was furnished fit for a princess. Breathing deeply, she snuggled back into the amazingly comfortable blankets, and the even more comfortable pony embracing her. Yesterday had been simply divine.

The element of generosity had finally achieved what she had always dreamed of. A beautiful wedding fit for royalty. After she had sent her very own report to the princess detailing what she had learned after the proposal, she hadn’t realized that she would insist on handling the details and inviting most of Canterlot’s elite to attend. Then again, there were more benefits to being a national hero twice over than she could have dreamed. What had made her special day weren’t just the wonderful decorations; the glamor and everypony clamoring for her attention at the reception. The most fulfilling part of it all had been her very special somepony wearing the best original design the fashionista had ever come up with.
Seeing Applejack walk down the aisle looking as gorgeous as she’d ever seen had been enough to make her burst into tears of happiness on the spot. After all was said and done, they’d gotten into their carriage and headed for their executive suite.

The orange earth pony stirred in her sleep and pulled Rarity close, nuzzling her neck. Smiling, she caressed the golden tresses spilling across the pillow and placed a kiss on the outer shell of Applejack’s ear. For a pony that was up with Celestia each day, it was rare that the white unicorn had a chance to watch her wife sleep. Her wife. That would be a pleasant vocabulary adjustment. The orange apple rolled over onto her back and smacked her lips. It was time to have some fun with the sleeping pony.

Rarity trailed down her neck, placing light kisses as she went and pausing to nuzzle the soft fur lovingly. The faint smell of apples tickled her nostrils as she went. Taking her right forehoof, she trailed down her wife’s stomach, rubbing in lazy circles and enjoying the feel of the strong muscles. She let herself brush against Applejack’s nipples and was greeted with a sharp intake of breath from the sleeping beauty. Taking that as a sign to continue, she adjusted herself to rest between her wife’s legs and placed kisses along her stomach. She paused to at her nipples and took a tentative lick. Applejack moaned and tossed her head side to side, then opened her mouth in a loud snore. Rarity grinned at the wetness she felt pooling underneath her. Moving further down, she reached out and parted the darker orange lips, displaying the pink inner depths. Stroking along the outside the generous mare stuck her tongue out and tasted the sweet nectar. Applejack’s head tossed and turned as Rarity dove deeper into her wife’s pussy, plunging her tongue in and out of the sopping hole, swirling and sucking. The orange mare was panting now, moaning and gasping in time with Rarity’s ministrations. The fashionista could feel the slick walls of Applejack’s love clutching her and pulling her deeper. The sleeping pony was close; it was time to wake her up. Rarity reached up and rubbed her hoof across the stiffened clit above her, flicking back and forth. Flavor exploded against her taste buds as Applejack came, her body locking up as she ground against her wife as contractions racked her form.

“OH MAH STARS RAINBOW!”

“What in tartarus do you mean by Rainbow?!”

#10 One in the Pink

“…and that’s the whole story sugarcube. If’n Ah wanna keep mah farm Ah’ve gotta come up with 1500 bits before the month is out. Ah don’t have that kinda scratch laying around to just give out to the tax adjustor so Ah’m screwed. Ah can’t tell mah family about it, Big Mac is sensitive and can’t handle the management end of things. Applebloom is way too young and Granny Smith is just too old to handle the stress. Ah just had to tell somepony about all this an’ you were the first to come to mind.”

Pinkie Pie scratched her chin with a hoof as the blonde farm pony finished her tale. “You’ve got yourself one dilly of a pickle there AJ! Have you thought up ways to get the money yet?”

Applejack sighed. ”Ah’ve thought about it forward and back and just can’t come up with anything! The apples are nowhere near ready for a big enough harvest, zap apple jam is way too far in comin’ and cider season is still way too far away. Ah could pick up some extra work around town but mah family would notice and there isn’t that big a demand for help all by mahself here in the town proper. Oh Pinkie I’m gonna be homeless.”

“What about our friends? I’m sure there’s something we can all do if we work together. Besides, Twilight is the smartiest pansiest of us all, I know she’ll think of something.”

“That won’t do Pinks, she’ll go and wright to the princess about waving her horn and changing things and Ah’m not gonna sit back and have royalty fixin’ all mah problems! We Apples have done everything by hoof for as long as there have been Apples, and Ah ain’t about to change that. Ah’ll just have to think on it some more I suppose.”

Pinkie stood up from the cushion she was sitting on and walked over to a chest at the edge of her room. Before the orange earth pony had knocked on her door frantically and demanded she swear herself to secrecy, she had gotten quite the combo. Ear twitch, knee itch, tail shake, eye flutter. Somepony was going to need bits in a hurry. Reaching a hoof into her mane she searched around until she finally found what she was looking for.

“Uh, Pinkie? What’re you doing?” the orange Apple inquired.

Pinkie pulled out a small key and unlocked the chest, and pulled out various party decorations. The party pony removed a smaller chest, bringing it over to her friend and opening it.

“How in the hay do you have so many bits Pinkie?!” There before her in the box was a startling amount of money. “There must be close ta’ 2000 bits in here!”

Pinkie just smiled. “There’s two thousand eight hundred and fifty-six at last count. I had more but I kinda exploded the ovens last week and had to have them replaced. Mr. Cake would’ve been reaaaalllly angry and made that red face where his eyes change color if I hadn’t.”

“But..but how! You throw parties all the time out of your own pocket!” AJ said incredulously. This was more than the farm made during a particularly excellent harvest.

“It’s simple really, after I got my degree in mechanical engineering at University of Manehatten, my professors taught me about a cool thing called a patent! Everything I make I just fill out some forms and send it off to Canterlot and poof! When anypony uses my design I make money. I also charge for my non-Pinkie parties too so I get to save up a lot! This is my spare change chest.”

Applejacks mind was blank. Pinkies work ethic rivaled her own or even Rarity, and yet she didn’t need to work a day in her life if she didn’t want to. None of that mattered however, she would be damned to Tartarus if she’d take the party ponies money.

“It’s kind and all of ya’ to show me this ain’t gonna help me save the farm.”

Pinkie looked at her fellow element as though she had just said she hated parties. Not possible. “What are you talking about Applejack? You need money, I have money, what’s a couple of bits between friends?” She gasped so dramatically Rarity would have been proud. “Are you saying we’re not friends anymore? There are better ways to say you don’t want to be friends with somepony than coming to their house and sharing your darkest secret y’know!”

The farmpony shook her head. “No, it’s nothin’ like that sugarcube. Ah can’t take it because Ah didn’t earn it. An’ its not a couple of bits, it’s fifteen hundred! Ah’ll never be able to pay that back in a decent time.”

“Well, you could always earn it from me. I’ve got something you could do that comes out to just a little over 1500 bits.”

AJ started then readjusted her hat. “Well, what is it? Don’t leave me hangin’ here sugarcube!”

She hopped over to the bed and landed with a flop. “You could stay the night, we can have sex any way I can think of, then you can go home and save the farm! Everypony wins, right? I think that’s still the going rate in Canterlot anyway.”
Applejack reared back angrily on her hind legs and stomped the floor with all her applebucking might. Dropping her voice to its deadliest register she glared as she spoke. “I’m noponys whorse Pinkamena Diane Pie, not you, not nopony.” She turned to go.

“Relax Jackie! Don’t be such a silly filly! I know you won’t just take the money, so I’m asking for an exchange of services! Besides, me and Dashie we’re gonna ask you to join us for a super special party anyway, and if you said yes it would have been free. At least this way you save the farm, we both have lots of super duper extra mega fun, and we don’t even have to talk about it ever. The only ponies that know will be you and me and that’s how you wanted it to be anyway, remember? Now, do you wanna party with Pinkie and have a farm or go home empty hoofed with no fun?”

Applejack stopped walking towards the door as Pinkie spoke. On one hoof, she wasn’t a whorse. Fillies that traded sex for money cared nothing about themselves, at least, that’s what Granny always said. Then again, it’d be just between them and she’d never have to do it or think about it again and it would all go away. If she was going to have sex, at least it was with a pony she had love for and trusted with her life. There were worse things than being intimate with Pinkie Pie. To be honest this was her best chance at making everything go away before her family ever got wind of it. She knew what she had to do. Removing her hat and placing it gently by the door, the orange earth pony walked over to the bed with a weary sigh. “What do Ah need to do sugarcube?”

-Time-

“First things first silly filly is stop being so tense! We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do Jackie. You can just take the money y’know.”

“Ah can’t and you know it Pinks. Ah earn mah keep fair and square and well…Ah could do a lot worse than a night with one of mah best friends who I already love.”

Pinkie smiled then. Not her usual ear splitting grin but a soft smile that made her blue eyes sparkle in the light. “I love you too Jackie, that’s the only reason I want this so much.”

Applejack pushed Pinkie down onto the soft mattress and placed a soft nip on the shell of her right ear. “We can do this…but I gotta go at my pace first, okay?”

The pink party pony practically panted as the orange farmers’ breath tickled the inside of her ear. “No p-problem Jackie, take as long as you need.”

The other mare ran her hoof over her lovers’ chest, exploring the newfound sensation of her friends skin. She reached and placed a chaste kiss on Pinkies lips, marveling at the sensation. Feeling bolder, she pressed her lips harder against the pink mares and felt her mouth open on its own accord as her tongue was captured. Not willing to let go of the reigns so easily Applejack took charge and gently suckled the sensitive organ. Pinkie tasted faintly of sugar and something else the farmpony couldn’t quite put a hoof on.

Breaking the kiss, the orange Apple placed kisses along the bakers jaw line and nipped playfully at her exposed neck. “Ooh Jackie, do that again!” Applejack obliged.

Her hoof continued to explore rubbing down the soft stomach and spreading apart pink thighs. AJ sat back and took in the sight before her. She had always thought of Pinkie as cute, she would be among the first to compliment one of her friends for looking good but this was the first time she’d ever looked in a sexual way. What she saw took her breath away. The look in the bakers’ eyes was smoky and she was biting her lip gently. Applejacks eyes roamed down the bounty before her and rested on the slightly darker pink glistening slit standing out like an alluring exclamation mark. Taking a deep breath she positioned herself between Pinkies legs and inhaled her unique scent. The other mare shuddered at the close contact. “D-don’t tease me Jackie…”

Apples didn’t do anything halfway, so with that encouragement she dove in, the orange mares tongue trying to taste everything at once. The sweet juices flowing into her were like nothing she had ever tasted before. Sugar, cinnamon, and the undeniable taste of Pinkie assaulted her senses and she had to have more. She felt hooves grab her head and drive her tongue further into the pink mares’ inner depths. Reaching a hoof up she gently flicked the small nub at the top of her partners folds.

“Oooooh A-applejack!!” Pinkie screamed as her muscles tightened, unleashing a tidal wave of pleasure. Fluid gushed into the orange mares waiting mouth. Pinkie convulsed as the orgasm racked her body, moaning as she came. Climbing up to her partners’ side, Applejack placed light kisses on the party pony’s cheek and held her as she came down from her high.

“That was amazing Jackie! If I’d have known you could do that with your tongue I’d have asked you for a private party ages ago!”

Applejack smirked. Even though things had started off strange she was still satisfied at a job well done. One small thing still bothered her about the whole arrangement though.

“Pinkie, I have a question for ya’ and if’n you tell me true, I won’t say another word about this whole business tonight.”

“Hmm?”

“How do you know what the going rate in Canterlot for this sorta thing is?”

~~~

A/N: This is my very first attempt at anything remotely near a full length fic. I didn't have time to edit so any feedback is greatly appreciated!

#8 The Key to a Good Sleepover

Twilight Sparkle smiled at the sight before her. She and her five best friends were arranged in a circle on the floor of her library loft on sleeping bags, each in varying degrees of intoxication. It had taken weeks of planning, but each of the busy mares had finally found a way to clear their schedules for a sleepover. It was Rainbow Dash's idea to add alcohol into the mix and after debate and research on the purple mare’s part, she agreed. The librarian floated her glass of wine up to her lips and took a sip before tuning back in to the ongoing conversation that she never would have imagined having.

“So then, you guys won't believe this, he came early again! WHOOSH, all over my favorite sheets with the balloons and streamers! I didn't even touch him! Seriously, if you ever think Thunderlane is cute trust me he's not worth it.” Pinkie frowned. “I didn't even get to any sexy touchies in before he ran away.”

Rainbow Dash fell to the floor with her signature guffaw. “I told ya' Pinks he was a loser! I figured he bucked like flies!”

“Oh my, how embarrassing...”

“Really Pinkie, if you think that is bad you should hear how Prince Blueblood is.” Rarity said with a toss of her beautiful mane. “Honestly, I've never seen a more disappointing stallion in all my life.”

“But I thought you hadn't seen him since the gala Rarity?” Twilight asked.

“Well you see when I was in Canterlot before your birthday, I attended several functions and he and I got to talking. He is a truly repulsive creature, but alcohol will make a mare do some silly things. We had gone to his chambers to become more...acquainted if you will and then he looks me straight in the eye and asks me to...oh I don't even know how to say this! It’s so vulgar!” she raised a foreleg to her head and paused for dramatic effect.

Ten pairs of eyes were glued to the white fashionista as she cracked an eye to make sure her story was being followed. “He asked me to insert my horn into his backside for Celestia's sake! Not only that, he wanted me to use my magic to choke him at the same time! According to him, it was the only way he could finish.” She shuddered. “I'm not one to discriminate against eccentric tastes but you do not ask a lady such things on your first dalliance!”

The whole group chuckled at that. “The biggest problem with that story Rare is that Blueblood’s a jerk! 'Sides, ain't that painful to a unicorn ta' put yer horn in something that tight?”

“Actually the horn acts as a pleasure receptor because of our sensitivity to magic. It’s true that we can feel pain in it, but the squeezing sensation is more akin to that of male anatomy when inserted.” Twilight spoke without thinking. Once she realized what she had said she took another drink of wine to hide her blush.

Rainbow Dash's grin almost split her face in two. “Just how do you know that?”

Twilight took a moment to ponder her response. They were already too far into embarrassing stories to back out now. She knew she could trust these ponies with her life so a little bit of good nature laughing wouldn't hurt.

“Well I've tried it with Cheerilee and I have to say it feels pretty good.” The gasps were deafening.

“CHEERILEE?!” the group shouted in unison. Twilight gave a small chuckle.

“Yes, she and I have been having casual encounters since the winter wrap up party.”

“That’s almost a whole year.” Fluttershy squeaked, hiding her deep blush behind her mane.

“Beggin’ yer pardon Twi, but Ah’m never gonna be able to look her in the eye when we have meetings again!”

“Not surprising the egghead gets down with the schoolteacher, bwa hahaha!”

“Is she good in the sack?” Everypony glanced from Pinkie to Twilight.

“Well, she’s very amazing. I’ve learned lots of things I wouldn’t have thought intercourse could involve.” She stared intently into her cup. “She can also suck a horn like nopony’s business…”

“What’d you do, read the eggheads guide to sex? Or better yet, you wrote the princess and asked for advice!”

Twilight glared. “I’ll have you know that I haven’t gotten any complaints! I’m quite the amazing lover according to her. Also I’d rather die than ask the princess about something like that!”

“C’mon, she’s been around since dirt was new! She’s gotta be freaky good in bed.”

Twilight shuddered. “I don’t even want to imagine something like that, she’s my mentor.”

“Aw shucks sugarcube, that don’t stop her from being attractive. I wouldn’t mind takin’ that for a ride just to see what it’d be like.”

“She does have some very impressive wings…I think she’d be sweet and gentle and nice.”

“Can you imagine how glamorous it would be? A tryst with royalty! A tete-a-tete with the princess would be simply divine. Although I must agree with Rainbow Dash, she probably invented lovemaking. She has to be able to do things that nopony could dream of.”

“Just stop! I don’t want to hear ANOTHER. WORD.” Twilight’s ears felt as though they were going to burn right off. “This part of the conversation never happened.”

“So how do you and Cheerilee get it on? Do you use magic or something?”

“Is that safe? Ah don’t know if I could have magic worked on me while gettin’ it on. No offense meant to any unicorns in the room or anything.”

“Well the magic I use is low level transformation and illusion mostly. It’s pretty rare that I use more advanced schools like levitation. When magic penetrates the body it’s at the complete will of the user so it’s completely safe as long as they keep control.”

“Woah woah woah, you can do that Twily? That sounds super duper funnerific! I wouldn’t mind taking that for a test ride.”

The quiet that enveloped the room was only punctuated by the sounds of four friends sipping their drinks and looking anywhere but at the pink and purple mares in the room. Twilight’s dark coat could in no way hide the blush stealing its way over her whole body. Although each of them had been drinking since the evening started, the hazy look in the pink baker’s eyes was gone and instead the look she gave the librarian could only be described as pure sex. Twilight had seen it many a time before, usually right before Cheerilee pounced. The two mares did have an open relationship, after all the scholarly pony could understand the biological need to investigate urges. This was an open proposition however in front of all of their friends. What would they think? Pinkie wasn’t going to wait for her to make up her mind.

The pink party pony walked over, swaying her hips alluringly as she came. Stopping in front of the magician she looked over her shoulder at the rest of their friends who were watching in rapt fascination and threw a wink; then she pounced. Pushing Twilight over Pinkie pressed their muzzles together for a passionate kiss. She ran her hooves through the purple and pink mane and gasped as the other mare finally responded by pushing her tongue into the pink pony’s mouth. The taste of sweets mingled with the flavor of alcohol as the two dueled for control. The rest of their friends just stared in wonder at the events take place in front of them. Applejacks breath caught in her throat as the pink pony’s hooves began to wander down her friend’s body. Part of her wanted to stop the scene unfolding before her but she couldn’t bring herself to move. Rarity was faring no better as she watched Pinkie move her way down Twilights body. Fluttershy unconsciously leaned forward for a better view. She had never seen anything quite like this before, and even her wildest imaginings could not compare to the way Pinkie’s tongue ran over the librarians’ stomach or the small whimpers the actions elicited. Rainbow Dash’s wings stood on end as she took in the sights before her. A light blush spread across her muzzle as she rubbed her thighs together unconsciously trying to rid her of the growing heat.

Pinkie broke the kiss and reached between Twilight’s haunches, breathing deeply of the fragrant smell of the magicians love juices. Sticking her hoof out she parted the purple mares folds and stuck her tongue out, tasting the clear liquid. Twilight moaned in the back of her throat as she was overwhelmed with the tingling pleasure sensations. She opened her eyes and looked around at the rest of her friends enjoying the show. This had all started with them wanting to know what it was that made her so great in the bedroom, and she was going to show them. Pushing the pleasure she was receiving from the front of her mind she split her concentration into five parts and put her magic to work. Pinkie’s work stopped for a moment as she gasped, the feeling of a stallion mounting her a complete surprise. Glancing back she was met with the sight of a magenta magical apparition taking the part of a stallion with a perfectly sized erection pressed against her folds. In one swift motion, the magical phallus penetrated, filling her up and pushing her muzzle back into Twilight’s folds.

Across the room similar magical constructs were approaching the rest of their friends. Rainbow Dash had a mare caressing her wings in just the right places while a stallion roughly pulled Applejacks legs open. Rarity was being massaged by another stallion construct and a mare nibbled on the outside of Fluttershy’s delicate ears. Pinkie continued to lap at Twilight’s folds with renewed vigor as the magical stallion pounded her mercilessly. She swirled her tongue across the purple magicians’ clit and was rewarded with several loud moans. Rarity and Applejack had both been mounted and the actions of their partners couldn’t be more different. The white mare was being taken in a delicate manner, whereas the farmpony was being pounded into roughly. Fluttershy moaned loudly as the magical tongue flicked her clit repeatedly, driving her to new heights of passion. Rainbow Dash was being eaten from behind, punctuated by repeated smacks to her cutie marks.

The tension in the room was so thick it could be cut with a knife. The only sounds to be heard were the moans of various mares in the throes of passion. With a flare of horn the dam bursts and screams filled the air as one by one each of the six friends reached orgasm. Rainbow Dash’s wings quivered as she collapsed to the floor completely spent. Fluttershy let out a high pitch scream that could only be described as ear piercing as she rode her high. Rarity shuddered around her magical mate as she came, digging her hooves into the broad muscular back above her. Applejack shivered and let out a loud “Yee-Haw!” as she reached her peak.

Pinkie Pie’s hindquarters were still being assaulted as she came. Her concentration on Twilight never faltered as she continually plunged her tongue into the purple mare below her drinking in the delicious flavor. Twilight moaned once more and shuddered, letting her magic about the room dissipate as Pinkie slumped down. Taking a moment to catch her breath she pulled the party pony up and kissed her deeply.

“Damn Twi! That was amazing! My feathers haven’t ever been touched like that.”

“Oh….my…..”

“Ah haven’t had my itches scratched like that in Celestia knows how long!”

“That was simply divine, how did you know I would like it like that darling?”

“Jeez Twily why were you keeping that to yourself? It was mega super funnerific!”

Twilight just smiled. “My magic fed off of your desires and shaped itself accordingly. If you’d like to borrow the Eggheads Guide to Sex I’ll be more than happy to lend it to you Rainbow.”

~~~

A/N: This is based on SMP prompt 8 "Twilight Sparkles special talent in the bedroom". It took me much longer to complete than I'd have liked but life happens. Any constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!

# 24 Back to the City

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.