Thirty One Nights Of Nightmare Night!

Applebloom thrashed her head back, the intensity of the pleasure charging through her body was immeasurable. She moaned and screamed as the wet invader between her legs reached the deepest parts of her pussy like never before. Spur held her hips tight, keeping the squirming filly in place as she continued to lap away at her folds. The young farm filly was soaked in sweat from riding the other filly’s face and each time she fell forwards, she was held aloft by an invisible force, was it her own body locking itself up vertically, refusing to let this pleasure end?

The pressure in her nether regions had been building up for so long that she couldn’t hold back anymore. Applebloom came hard and squirted her cum right into Spur’s eagerly awaiting mouth. The pegasus’ tongue never stopped working as the pony above her came again and again, screaming an octave higher each time as the young mare beneath her brought her to such intense highs. And then out of nowhere, Spur kissed her! They held the kiss as the brown pegasus’ tongue in her pussy continued to ravage her, the two Spurs holding her still with a tongue in a different hole each driving her wild! It was the most incredible feeling and she never wanted it to end. She came again one final time and she held the Spur beneath her tight with her thighs and the other one with her hooves around her neck. As the Spur kissing her pulled away, she looked into the yellow filly’s eyes before it all faded away, and Applebloom realised she was alone in her room.

She laid there with a sigh, letting her bow that she held in her teeth fall to the floor. She’d been using it to stay quiet after her first orgasm had her moaning a little too loudly. Her hoof was still between her legs, soaking wet from masturbating herself to a finish several times, leaving her feeling exhausted. Her hoof felt nothing like Spur’s tongue did, but when she closed her eyes, she could see her. Feel her. She’d never felt such a strong emotion before, how did Spur make her feel this way? Applebloom threw off the blanket and the cold air hit her. She didn’t realise it, but she really was covered in sweat from vigorously rubbing away at her cooch for so long. She considered maybe she should take a shower before returning to bed.

The filly slowly walked over to the window and opened it. She looked out into the night over the fields, a few clouds dotted the sky but the stars were so bright and beautiful tonight. Applebloom wiped her hoof on her thigh, touching her smooth leg, remembering how Spur had held her there earlier that day in the woods. She then thought about the end of the day.

“You’ll see me at the train station tomorrow morning, won’t you? Before I go?” The voice of the brown pegasus said in Applebloom’s memory.

“Of course! I couldn’t let you go without saying goodbye. But, I wish I didn’t have to.”

“Me neither, AB.”

Spur had then hugged the teen filly and looked like she wanted to say more, but instead turned and left for her hotel.

“Spur…” Applebloom said aloud, looking up at a bright star in the sky.

Spur was looking up at the same bright star in the sky with a frown on her face.

“Spur. You reeeeeally need to talk to Applebloom before you leave.”

Pinkie’s words repeated in her head again and again, it was so late at night, yet she wasn’t tired. All her bags were packed and everything was ready to go, except for her. Spur’s mind was awash with thoughts of Applebloom, about her feelings for her, how she shouldn’t be having them, how she shouldn’t have even acted on them even in the heat of the moment! And she certainly shouldn’t have kissed her. Spur sighed and flicked a single leaf out the window. Something she found in her mane after the fun she had in Whitetail Woods. She’d just wanted a fun romp with a real stallion for once, one said had to admit she was very attracted too. Yet she never expected to walk away with so much confusion, not towards the stallion, but towards his littlest sister, about how she felt, what she thought about her.

She was leaving though, she had to go away. Tomorrow she’d tell her, she’d just tell Applebloom that this was all great fun, it was wonderful, but that was it, that’s all it was supposed to be, a truly special moment between close friends saying goodbye. Nothing more.

Then why, why did that make her heart break so? Spur had to get some air. She turned around and walked out of the hotel with her key and headed out into the dark streets of Ponyville. No pony was around, which was good. She was alone with her thoughts but yet she wanted to distract herself. All around, she saw shops already set up with Nightmare Night decorations inside the windows. Spooky Cupcakes at Sugarcube Corner, Nightmare Night-Time Special at Sofas, Quills and Beds store, selling discounted straw mattresses. She kinda wished she could stay to see the festivities, but it was already too late.

Her new life awaited her with a job as a caretaker for exotic animals. She’d wanted this for so long, after the incident with Bloofy, she knew what she wanted to be and often sought wisdom from Fluttershy. She was all set to go and move on. But then… Why did she have to suddenly develop these feelings? Especially for a pony much younger than her. So inexperienced, so far away, so… wonderful and amazing.

Spur wiped a frustrated tear from her eye and stopped walking. Maybe she should tell Applebloom to not show up tomorrow, or maybe just blend into a crowd and sneak onto the train to avoid her. She couldn’t do that to her though. What was she going to do?

The sounds of digging interrupted her thoughts. Looking about, she saw no pony around, yet the sounds were close. Spur stepped quietly around the corner and saw a strange looking pony wearing a black robe with a hood covering up her head.

“Just a few more… that’s it...” The pony said, unaware Spur could hear her. She was digging at the ground with a hoof, and then planting a single red seed before covering it again. “Soon this little town will be ripe with all my special little seedlings.”

Spur had no idea what this mare was doing or why she was waiting to do it in total darkness. She took another step closer but a twig snapped under her. The mare turned to the sound of the noise and in a blazing speed that would have surprised even the fastest of the wonderbolts, she was pinning Spur to the wall of a house.

“Who are you? Spying on me, were you? Well you’re too late to stop me!” She said in harsh whispered tones.

Spur struggled to move or talk, the mare’s stripped hoof pinning her to the wall. Stripped? Spur realised she was looking at a Zebra behind the hood, her eyes glowing in the darkness. The zebra looked her up and down, then smiled.

“My my, you’re just a filly, aren't you? Barely old enough to be an adult. Well, I dunno what you are doing out this late dear, but you’ve clearly found yourself in the wrong place at the wrong time.”

“I-I’m… Ugh! S-s-so...” Spur struggled to speak, this mare was pinning her throat so tight she could barely breathe.

“Hmm… you’re not from Ponyville, are you? Hmm, passing through perhaps? Visiting a friend?” One of the mare’s hooves touched against Spur’s chest. “Hmm, perhaps a love?” she moved the hoof off her chest. “Or perhaps... a lover?”

She then roughly grabbed at Spur’s pussy. The young mare immediately began to fight back at the touch of this mare groping her most private area. However black vines shot out from the ground and pinned all four of Spur’s legs to the wall, she attempted to scream in fear but another vine wrapped around her muzzle.

“Now now, you struggle... and there’ll be trouble. Now, let me ask you, are you a virgin?” The zebra then grasped Spur’s pussy again and held her hoof there. “Hmm, no, you’re not a virgin are you?” She moved her hand to the young mare’s belly. “You’re... so much more than that. Shouldn’t be surprised though, pretty little thing like you probably can’t keep the boys away, huh?” She removed her hoof and then turned away. “I think I’ll have some use for you soon. However, we can’t have you telling any pony about what you saw here tonight, can we? So...”

Immediately the vines holding Spur pulled her down to the ground as it opened up wide to swallow her. She screamed and panicked, fighting as hard as she could to no avail. Calling out for help didn’t help as she was still gagged by the vine around her muzzle and her tears filled her eyes as she tried to beg the zebra not to do this.

“Take a deep breath dear. It’s gonna be a long trip.”

The mare smirked as Spur disappeared into the dirt, buried over her head and gone from sight. The grass looked perfectly as untouched as before. She then looked at the key she took from Spur. It was for her hotel room.

“Guess I’ll finish planting my garden tomorrow.” She said, and then headed off towards the hotel.