The New Girl

Twilight Sparkle slumped down against the side of Sweet Apple Acres' barn, watching as the sun set on a long, dirty, tiring, but fulfilling day. Her sweat soaked t-shirt was sticking to her back, unpleasantly, there was dirt under her nails, straw in her hair, and she had gotten more than a few splinters and blisters throughout the day, but she was extremely satisfied with how the day had turned out. Just a few weeks ago she would have scoffed at the idea of helping a friend work at a farm (let alone just the idea of having a friend), but now she couldn't think of a better way to have spent the day.

"Thanks again for the help, today, Twilight," Applejack said, passing the the more academically inclined girl an ice cold bottle of water, before sitting down in the dirt with her. "I hope I didn't work ya too hard."

"Oh, it was no problem," Twilight replied, taking a sip of her water. That's exactly what I need, right now, she thought, taking another gulp of the refreshing beverage. "I've been meaning to go outside and exercise more often, anyway, so it's just a bonus that I get to help a friend. My studies on friendship say that's something you should do."

"Yer studies on friendship?" Applejack snorted with laughter. "I didn't know there were any academic papers written on the subject."

"Oh, I wouldn't call them actual scientific studies," Twilight said. "Just some books I found in the library about making friends."

"Tell me, Twi, are these books a lil' on the thin side? Mostly brightly drawn pictures?"

"Uh, maybe?" Twilight said, sheepishly.

Applejack guffawed. "Twilight, ain't you a lil' too old to be reading those? Surely you read all those way back in kindergarten."

"Hey, there is absolutely nothing wrong with enjoying childrens' literature from time to time," Twilight retorted, childishly sticking her tongue out at the blonde woman. "Besides, there are still valuable lessons that can be learned from them, as I am finding out."

"Sure, whatever you say," Applejack replied putting an arm around the purple haired scholar, and pulling her into a friendly hug. Twilight jumped a little at the sudden intimate contact, but quickly leaned into the display of affection. Hugs were something she was learning were common amongst friends and also quite enjoyable. The way the farmgirl's rough, calloused hand rubbed up and down her arm, gently massaging the sore muscles, felt very soothing. The way that same hand cupped her breast, however, seemed a little too friendly.

"A-Applejack!" Twilight exclaimed, pulling away, sharply, her face turning as red as one of the many apples she had spent the afternoon harvesting.

"Shh," Applejack replied, placing a gentle finger on her friend's lips. "It's okay, sugarcube. Just relax, an' let me take care of ya," she continued, leaning in towards to shocked young woman. Before Twilight had time to protest, her lips made contact with the other woman's- her first kiss! Too surprised to do anything but stare, Twilight didn't respond when Applejack's hand reached up to cup her face, as the kiss deepened. Twilight felt the tip of Applejack's tongue gently poke at her lips, asking for permission to come in, which Twilight granted, much to her own surprise.

After what felt like an eternity, Applejack finally pulled away, but only slightly, as her kisses moved down Twilight's neck, slowly escalating into gentle nibbles. The farmer's rough hands reached under the bookworm's shirt, sliding under her modest bra, and softly groping at her B-cup breasts. Twilight moaned at the strong woman's sensual touch, surprising even herself. Spurred on by the aroused vocalization, Applejack's love bites grew a bit harder, leaving subtle, red indents on the librarian's pale flesh.

Applejack gently pushed Twilight to the ground, immediately moving her hands to her own flannel shirt, hastily undoing the buttons, before tossing the garment aside, leaving her in a stained, white tank top, which was given the same treatment. Twilight stared up at Applejack's topless form, admiring her strong muscles that glistened with sweat, a deep farmer's tan contrasting with her pale, freckled skin. The blonde woman gently took one of Twilight's hands, dragging her soft fingertips across the farmer's chiseled abs before letting it rest on one of her own C-cups.

"You ain't gotta be shy," Applejack whispered, leaning in, and nibbling on one of Twilight's ears. "You can touch all you want," she continued, her mouth moving back down, continuing to pepper Twilight's face and neck with small kisses and nips. Her hands moved down to the hem of Twilight's shirt, before pulling the garment up and dropping it beside the two of them.

Twilight was acting on instinct, by this point, holding Applejack closer to her, caressing the strong woman's rock hard muscles and groping her soft breasts. Applejack's actions were growing much bolder, now, one of her hands making its way between Twilight's legs, stroking at the treasure that lie beneath her jeans. With delicate ease, she undid the button holding the pants shut, the zipper following suit. Her hand slipped down the front of Twilight's jeans, rubbing the outside of her panties, which were noticeably getting wetter.

Twilight groaned at the contact, not realizing just how needy she had become. Her own hands moved south, fumbling with Applejack's belt buckle. With a chuckle, Applejack pulled away, Twilight moaning at the loss of contact. "Here, sugarcube," Applejack said, flashing the other girl a friendly smile. "Let me give you a hand with that," she said undoing her belt and fastener on her jeans, before unceremoniously yanking them down far enough to give Twilight access to her most private area. Like she had done earlier, Applejack took hold of one of the smaller girl's hands, and guided it to the outside of her plain panties.

Twilight cautiously rubbed along the moist mound of Applejack's warm pussy, unsure of what exactly she was supposed to do. Sure, she had touched her own a few times, but wasn't sure if Applejack would like the same things.

"Yer doin' fine, sugarcube," Applejack said, as if reading Twilight's mind, just as Twilight felt a calloused hand slip down the front of her panties. Twilight gasped at the direct contact, her hand pulling away from Applejack in surprise. "Jeez, you sure are wound up," AJ chuckled, continuing to rub Twilight's slit. "Jus' relax, girl. Do whatever feels natural."

Twilight reached forward, again, grabbing hold of the waistband of AJ's underwear, gently tugging them down. Applejack's snatch was exposed, her pussy winking in the cold air. Twilight was surprised to see that Applejack really didn't pay any mind to shaving, allowing her blonde pubes to grow naturally. She let her fingers drift toward the blonde bush, admiring the soft texture of the hair, and noticing a slight dampness in some places.

"Attagirl," Applejack moaned, gently probing the insides of her partner's pussy with two fingers. With her other hand she slowly pulled down Twilight's lavender lace panties, letting the nervous girl's privates breathe. "I see you like to keep yer's nice an' trimmed," she said with a smirk, softly teasing at the folds with just a hint of fuzz.

"P-purely for h-hygienic purposes," Twilight whimpered, sliding two fingers as deep into that apple snatch as she could. "N-not that yours is d-dirty or gross, of course! Maintaining a more natural appearance is perfectly fine!"

Applejack let out a loud, barking laugh. "Yer real cute, y'know that?" she said, giving the nerdy young lady a chaste kiss on the lips. Her kisses trailed down Twilight's jawline, down her neck, across her collarbone, before finally meeting one of the girl's soft breasts. She softly kissed the skin, her lips barely making contact, teasing her partner. Her tongue followed, licking all around the supple flesh of Twilight's tit, before quickly flicking against her nipple, once. Twilight's breath hitched at the electric contact, wishing the strong farmgirl would do it, again, but AJ seemed content to kiss and lick every part of the her breast, except for nipple.

Applejack directly kissed Twilight's nipple one last time, before following her path back up to Twilight's soft lips. Her rough fingers were now two knuckles deep into the bookworm's dripping cunt, carefully caressing her inner folds. Twilight let out a moan that was quickly captured by Applejack's own mouth, the more experienced woman thrusting her digits in and out at a strong, steady pace. Her other hand moved up, cupping Twilight's unattended breast, squeezing the tender mound, and softly pinching the nipple.

Twilight's own inexperienced hand erratically pumped in and out of Applejack's hairy cooch, with no real rhythm or consistent power behind her thrusts, too mentally and physically stimulated to think straight. Her other hand rubbed and groped wherever she could reach: the farmer's rock hard abs, her soft breasts, her lovely, freckled face, and even her firm behind.

As Applejack pulled away, yet again, Twilight couldn't help but moan at the loss of contact. "Don't worry, girl," the farmer reassured her, giving her a kiss on the forehead. "I got somethin' even better in mind," she said, swinging one of her powerfully built legs over Twilight's. Just as Twilight was about to ask what the other girl was doing, Applejack lowered her hips, her crotch meeting with Twilight's. The touch of the two vaginas sent a rush of dopamine across Twilight's entire body. Twilight instinctively began to push her hips up in an effort to push the pleasure further, but Applejack easily overpowered her, taking the lead. The stronger woman ground her hips into Twilight's, rubbing their pussies together, their clits occasionally meeting and sending a sharp, electric tingle up both women's spines.

Twilight and Applejack gasped, grunted, groaned, and moaned as they fucked each other, both developing a shining sheen of sweat and cum. While Twilight was content to just lay there and let the more experienced girl take the lead, Applejack was ravenous, ferociously grinding her pelvis against Twilight's, relishing every squeak and gasp she elicited from the young girl, occasionally kissing and nibbling wherever her mouth could reach, earning more of those preciously cute sounds from her partner.

It wasn't long before Twilight felt a tightness forming in her groin. "A-Applejack!" she gasped. "I think I'm about to orgasm!"

Applejack chuckled. "That's great, sugarcube!" she said, kissing Twilight on the cheek, the pace of her thrusts quickening. "You just lay back and enjoy yerself. I'll take good care of ya!" The farmer's pelvic motions became slower, stronger, more though out. Her mouth slowly trailed around Twilight's earlobes, collarbone, and nipples, the sweet spots she had discovered during this encounter.

Twilight's mind was flashing white, her mind quickly being overtaken by her upcoming climax. Every squeak and moan became louder, more frenetic. Every spot that Applejack kissed, bit, and caressed sent a sharp tingle up her spine. Twilight was surely losing herself to the touch of the other woman.

"Oh my gosh!" Twilight screamed. "I think I'm there! I think I'm or-orgasming!" she cried. Her body began to thrash and spasm about as Applejack continued to grind against her, doing everything she could to make the nerdy girl ride out her orgasm for as long as possible. At the height of her climax, she felt herself growing much wetter than she had already been, feeling a noticeable puddle forming beneath her backside. And, just as quickly as it had arrived, her peak began to fall, her body coming down from the sexual euphoria this tall, strong, freckled farmgirl had brought her to.

As Twilight's orgasm died down, Applejack sat up, allowing her friend a moment of respite. Not quite there, she began to furiously rub at her slit, her own orgasm fast approaching. "Hoo boy!" she shouted, as the first gushes of girlcum finally spurted from her dripping snatch, showering Twilight's chest and stomach with her arousal. Applejack continued to finger herself to her finish, while Twilight merely looked up and watched as the well-muscled girl squirted all over her.

When she was finally spent, Applejack collapsed next to Twilight, pulling the other girl into an impromptu spooning session. She placed an affectionate kiss on the other girl's head, content to just cuddle and listen to the sounds of her breathing.

After a few minutes had passed, Applejack stood up, pulling her pants up with her. "C'mon, Twi," she said poking the near-comatose girl with her toes. "We can't just lie here all night. Supper should be ready, soon, so why don't we get some grub in ya?"

Twilight didn't respond. She stood up, yanked her panties and jeans back up to where they belonged, snatched up her dirty, discarded shirt, and ran off.