The Center of Attention

Rainbow Dash and Rarity returned to their group of friends, each individually satisfied with the way the preceding events had turned out. Rainbow wore a smile such that she’d never known before, and she felt a little more wiggle enter her hips. She thought about pulling the same trick Rarity had and seducing one of her other friends, but then she realized the strain it might put on their friendship. They might not be as willing to mate as Rarity had been. To be blunt, Rarity was a secretive slut, and Rainbow couldn’t see her other friends acting in such a manner.

She went and sat down next to Fluttershy. She attempted to be inconspicuous as she gently ran her hands across her sensitive area. The soreness she felt there was real, and she knew it was the aftermath of terrific sex. But still, she felt a little bit of hypocrisy in the manner with which the deed was performed. How could something that felt so amazing in the moment turn into such an annoyance afterward? She couldn’t answer that question, so she continued swiping her hand across her crotch. Her attempts at disguising it worked on all of her friends except one…the only other one with which Rarity had been intimate.

Fluttershy scooted close to Rainbow and gently placed her hands on the athlete’s shoulders. Her warm breath accosted Dash’s neck, and the blue girl felt a familiar tingling sensation enter her body. She instinctively squeezed her legs together as visions of Fluttershy’s nakedness passed before her eyes. She had seen the beautiful yellow damsel in her purest form before, as the two often shared a shower after gym class. But she’d never thought of her sexually. Now, with her soft touch, a cute pink bikini coating her tantalizing spots, and her amazing breathing technique, Dash was beginning to see her in a whole new way.

“She fucked you, didn’t she?” Fluttershy whispered crassly.

“That’s none of your business, Fluttershy,” Dash shot back, trying to hide her blush.

Fluttershy giggled. “Oh, I’m sorry…did I strike a nerve?”

“Alright, alright, alright,” Dash said as Fluttershy’s hand made its way down her arm, “yes, Rarity and I had some fun. Let’s leave it at that.”

“What did she do to you?”

“Fuck you, Fluttershy,” Dash said as her face went beet red.

Again, Fluttershy let out a cute giggle. “Come on, what did that sexy fashionista do to you?”

“It was more what I did to her,” Dash began…

“…and that’s how it happened,” Dash finished.

Fluttershy had gone from a sultry sexpot to a shocked spectator in a matter of moments. She knew Rarity enjoyed the rougher stuff, but she didn’t expect to hear a story like that! It made her own sensitive areas sore just thinking of having a plastic toy surfboard shoved deep inside them. But at the same time, she became incredibly wet about the vagina. She suddenly felt a deep need for personal satisfaction, so she slowly got up and excused herself from the group. Rainbow sneered and followed her, and they both ducked behind some rocks.

Meanwhile, Rarity was busily seducing her next victim. She had asked Applejack to accompany her on a stroll of the beach. The farm girl made it absolutely clear that she didn’t appreciate the designer’s willingness to flaunt her goods to the public. She found it horribly distasteful, and basically commanded her to cover up. In fact, she wouldn’t even consider going on the aforementioned walk until Rarity put on a beach jacket. So, grudgingly, the fashionista had relented and coated herself in what Applejack considered proper. A few choice words flew through her mind when the jacket hid her most beautiful body parts, but she repressed them. She was going to mate with Applejack whether the farmer liked her swimsuit or not.

“Oh, it’s just gorgeous today!” Rarity exclaimed as they walked up the sand.

“Yeah, it’s rather pretty, I reckon,” Applejack drawled, “especially now that yer not a-gallivantin’ around in that getup. Really, Rarity! Do you wanna get arrested?!”

“I wouldn’t have gotten arrested!” Rarity said sharply, “my nipples, pussy, and butt were all properly covered.”

“By two strings and a piece of napkin!” Applejack snarled.

“I beg to differ, darling! It was THREE pieces of napkin!” Rarity huffed back.

The two good friends, yet still bitter rivals, glared at each other as their peaceful stroll suddenly stopped. Rarity’s seductive side was doing battle with her practical side. On the one hand, Applejack had insulted her sense of fashion and her right to pick and choose what she wanted to wear. On the other, the moment was perfect for a little playtime. The part of the beach they were on was completely deserted, and the warm sand just begged for them to bury their nude bodies in it. She knew that it was a long shot, but the time could not have been more perfect.

Let’s see… Rarity thought, …how will I…? Oh, I know!

“Darling,” Rarity said aloud, “you do know you’re wearing bikini bottoms, right?”

“Well, at least mine function the way they’re supposed to! My keister and my unmentionables are all covered as thick as the treetops in autumn.”

“Wow…having trouble making country references, Applejack?”

“I ain’t havin’ no trouble, no how!” Applejack snapped, “my biggest problem is ensurin’ that y’all don’t get in any legal trouble!”

Rarity narrowed her blue eyes to slits and slowly slipped the jacket off, revealing her micro swimwear in all its stunning glory. She jiggled her breasts a bit, and loved how much Applejack blushed at the sight. She smiled as she wound her way around the farmer, slowly reducing her to a blubbering mess. Her pussy became even wetter than it had with Rainbow Dash, and she was able to finally work Applejack onto her back. She gingerly took the country gal’s trademark hat off and put it aside.

“Darling, do you really think I’ll get in any kind of trouble?” She cooed, batting her eyes.

“I-er-uh-w-eh-th-ju-“ Applejack stammered, mesmerized by the sudden sight.

“That’s what I thought,” Rarity said, “now, if you’ll accompany me over behind those boulders, we can have some real fun.”