The Center of Attention

Unlike the rough things she had experienced with Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash, Rarity’s next sexual conquest was built on love. She slowly and tenderly led Applejack behind the nearby rocks, cooing into her ear as she did so. A smile spread across her face as she saw her friend/rival’s face go bright red. She knew of the secret crush that Applejack harbored, and she was going to see to it that it was fulfilled. The way she moved was sleek and sophisticated, almost like a mating dance most animals might do. Oh, and make no mistake about it, Rarity felt like an animal.

She swung her way around a mesmerized Applejack, twisting this way and that until she felt like she’d teased her enough. Then, shaking herself with the dexterity and experience of any proper stripper, she slowly undid the string that crossed her back. She could almost hear the sleazy saxophone music playing in the background, and she suddenly felt very burlesque. She held her arms up across her nipples as her tiny top fell to the sand, depriving Applejack of the view. She saw sweat bead up and begin to pour down the farm girl’s face, and her mouth was wide open. Rarity winked at her, drawing even more of the salty liquid out.

“R…Rarity?” Applejack asked in a shaky voice, “I ain’t never…seen somethin’ so…”

“Beautiful? Exquisite? Sexy?” Rarity asked in an attempt to fill in the blanks.

“All of the above,” Applejack said as she swooned a bit.

Rarity smiled, flashing her pearly white teeth to the smitten farmer, and she finally removed her arms. Her nipples danced before Applejack’s eyes, and she jiggled her breasts just so. The fantastical music became louder in her head as she turned and began jerking her hips left and right. She noted that Applejack’s gorgeous green orbs followed wherever they went, and she knew that her friend had finally gotten the sheer beauty of her swimwear. There were no longer any harsh words or deprecatory reprimands. There was only a sea of green watching Rarity’s bright white posterior pillow as it bounced up and down. The fashionista watched every move Applejack made, and she saw her hand reach into her bikini bottoms.

That’s it, darling, she thought, masturbate for me, baby…

As she continued watching, she saw Applejack begin instinctively rubbing at her nub. She decided to take the show to the next level and slowly undid one of her bottom strings. Applejack’s breathing slowly gained in rapidity until she was one puff shy of the average locomotive. The string torturously fell from Rarity’s beautiful hip, leaving the other one to hold her tiny thong in place. She turned about and allowed Applejack to watch as she undid the other string and let her micro swimsuit fall to the grains below. She stood proud in her nudity, loving every second that Applejack’s eyes pierced through her vaginal beauty.

“Mm…you like my body, don’t you, Applejack?” She asked with a voice that would allure even the most celibate person.

“Uh-huh…” Applejack said as she continued to tease herself, “…it’s…prettier…than…than…”

“How about, ‘prettier than an apple pie on Thanksgiving Day?’” Rarity cooed.

“I’d sure like to get a piece o’ yer pie,” Applejack said lustily.

“Mm…then take one.”

Rarity held her crotch over Applejack’s face, and the farmer took the opportunity. Her bright pink tongue flashed out, and she found herself face deep in the designer’s jewel. Rarity moaned as she felt the third session of her day officially begin. Stripping for Applejack was probably one of the most exhilarating experiences of her entire life. But having her secret crush eat her out was even more fun. She groaned as she brushed a hand through Applejack’s silky blond hair and pushed her face even deeper. She ground her teeth together as she urged the farm girl forward, constantly begging for her to press her smooth tongue further.

Meanwhile, Applejack was having the time of her life. She’d always thought Rarity was incredibly beautiful, and she’d even fantasized about her before. Once, during one of her many private masturbatory sessions, she had gotten on top of a pillow and rode it for hours. She called it by the designer’s name, and even shoved a fake penis into her ass and pretended that a hermaphroditic Rarity was fucking her. It was one of the biggest fantasies she’d ever thrown herself into, and she loved every single second of it. But, this? This was so much more. This was the real thing.

“I suppose y’all know that I’ve had a crush on ya for quite some time,” the farmer drawled as she removed her tongue.

“Yes! Yes! I know!” Rarity said desperately, “and I like you, too! Now, get that tongue back in there!”

So Applejack acquiesced, licking the sweet nectar up as it came pouring from Rarity’s gorgeous pink folds. She picked a hand up and began to pinch the sophisticate’s clitoris, earning even more amazing moans from above. Rarity began grinding herself along Applejack’s face, desperate for the beautiful release that an orgasm would provide. But none came, so she locked herself into a prison of pleasure, moving back and forth until she might find an escape. She suddenly felt her thighs being grabbed with tender care, and she let Applejack take control of the situation. She cooed, moaned, and sighed as the farm girl did her work.

“Oh, fuck, darling, where did you ever learn such an amazing tongue technique?”

“That’s easy,” Applejack said, “I watched porn with Big Mac.”

Rarity’s mouth nearly fell to the sand. “But…sweetness…your family’s just not like that.”

“Yeah? Well, I ain’t like them,” Applejack responded.

“But you gave me such grief over my swimsuit,” Rarity pointed out.

“…and it was wrong of me to do that. I’m sorry,” Applejack said sincerely, “I’s just tryin’ to save ya from embarrassment, that’s all.”

Rarity smiled. “Oh, darling, I wouldn’t have been embarrassed. I like being nearly naked when coming to the beach. In fact, I wish this were a nude beach. That way, we could skip the suits and get straight to the sex!”

Applejack smirked. “But then I wouldn’t have been privy to such an amazin’ strip show.”

“True, darling, true,” Rarity said, “and I wouldn’t get to see your gorgeous legs magnified in such a wondrous way.”

“Rare…why don’t you set yerself there where I was? It’s time I stripped for you.”