Carrot Top’s heart practically leapt out of her chest with panic - there was no way around it, she was completely busted. She forced herself to look past Derpy’s huge breasts and into her crooked amber eyes, which were giving away nothing about Derpy’s reaction, good or bad.

“N-no!” she stammered out hastily, “that's silly, why would I be getting off to this? But if this is making you uncomfortable…”

“But the guy usually gets off to paizuri, doesn’t he?” asked, Derpy as though she hadn’t even heard anything after “no.”

“Er, yes, I would imagine he does get off to a hot girl- to this,” she replied with a quick correction at the end.

“So if I don’t make you cum, then I’m not doing it right, right?”

“I... can’t find a hole in your logic, Derpy” answered Carrot Top; admittedly she hadn’t looked very hard, “but for real, you don’t have to do anything if you don’t w- mmph.” Carrot was unable to finish her sentence on account of Derpy’s tongue in her mouth. Derpy had wasted no time at all in laying down on top of Carrot Top and kissing her. She moved her tongue all over Carrot Top’s mouth, teasing her tongue, her teeth, and the roof of her mouth, all the while firmly keeping her lips pressed against Carrot Top’s. And not forgetting her breasts - they were pressed firmly up against Carrot’s meager & still-clothed chest, but no mere piece of clothing could disguise their wonderful softness. Carrot moaned into Derpy’s mouth - there was no reason to hold back anymore, and her soaked panties gave her secret away. She eagerly returned Derpy’s kiss, playfully wrestling her tongue with Derpy’s. She moaned in protest when Derpy pulled back.

“What else can we do to help you get off?”

“Would you… take off my bra?” asked Carrot Top. She was ready to give all of herself over to Derpy, body insecurities be damned.

“Of course!” said Derpy. To Carrot Top’s great surprise, Derpy didn’t use her fingers, but rather leaned into Carrot’s cleavage, centimeters away from outright burying her face in it, and unfastened the hooks with her teeth.

“Wh-where did you learn to do that???” stammered Carrot Top as she felt Derpy’s hot breath on her now exposed breasts.

“I ‘unno, just something I know how to do,” said Derpy with a shrug.

“Suck on them?” asked Carrot Top cautiously. Derpy simply nodded in response and took one of Carrot Top's breasts in her mouth. Carrot Top gasped at the new sensation - she had never let anyone do this (and she certainly couldn’t to herself) but it felt so much better than any pair of hands. And Derpy really knew how to work her tongue, swirling it around Carrot Top’s areola and flicking her nipple in a way that drove Carrot Top crazy. “O-oh Derpy, I’m close!” exclaimed Carrot Top. Derpy gave one final hard suck, and released Carrot Top’s breast with a *pop*

“I’ll help you finish” offered Derpy, sucking on her own fingers to wet them, her intentions obvious.

“Do it,” said Carrot Top.

“Two fingers ok?” asked Derpy, “or do you want just one since it’s your first time?” Carrot Top was certain she’d never told Derpy that. At any other time, she would’ve started blushing profusely and adamantly denying it (and probably tipped her hand with a "how did you know?") But now, with years of pent up sexual urges all boiling to the surface at once, she felt more than lust, she felt certainty; that there wasn’t anyone else in Equestria that she wanted to give her virginity to. So there was no shame in being completely open.

“It is my first time,” she admitted, “but I’m wet enough that I can take two.”

“Ooh that’s convenient,” said Derpy. It didn’t seem like she had quite put 2 and 2 together, but Carrot Top was way too horny to care. Derpy stripped off Carrot Top’s panties and with two fingers, stroked Carrot’s lower lips gingerly, each rub sending shockwaves of pleasure from Carrot’s vagina up through her entire body. With her free hand, she gently gently separated Carrot Top’s lower lips and pushed her fingers in. Carrot Top squeaked with delight as she felt Derpy's slender fingers penetrating her well-lubed vulva,

"Ohhhh yes Derpy right there!" She had expected Derpy to just go in-and-out with reckless abandon like a gamer mashing buttons (or like Carrot did to herself, to a passable amount of pleasure), but to her surprise, Derpy had some real technique; she moved her fingers from side-to-side, seeming to know exactly where to hit to drive her crazy. Every little movement unlocked long-buried sapphic love deep inside of Carrot Top

"Am I doing it right?" asked Derpy.

"I-I-think so..." stammered out Carrot Top, her voice wavering,

"Oh, good, 'cause I'm just winging this. Would it feel good if I knead your clit like delicate pastry?" she asked.

"Fuck yes!"

"Okay!" Derpy inserted her fingers as far in as they would go. She found Carrot Top's clitoris with suprising ease, and began to stroke. The effect was instant, slamming into Carrot Top like a tsunami of pleasure. She could feel the ridges on Derpy's fingers caressing her delicately, and every movement just stoked the flames of passion.

“D-derpy?” asked Carrot Top, her moans of satisfaction punctuating her speech

“Yes, little muffin?”

“C-can I touch your breasts to he-ELP me orgasm?”

“Huh? Touching my boobs makes you feel good?” asked Derpy, grabbing her breast with her free hand and giving it a squeeze. Oh goddess, the forbidden fruit was two ripe cantaloupes and Carrot Top wanted it now.

“More than annnnnythiiiiiing” said Carrot Top passionately. “Real smooth, Carrot Top" she chided herself, "now she thinks that I'm some kind of sex-starved boob fiend. And I guess I am, but still."

“Well why didn’t you say so? asked Derpy, not an ounce of judgement in her tone, "If you like them that much, then touch them all you like!" She brushed her beautiful blonde hair out of the way. Breathing heavily, Carrot Top raised up her shaking hands and placed them on Derpy's wonderful breasts. Soft, plush, amazing, incredible; all sort of words floated around in her head, hardly doing justice to the elation Carrot Top was feeling. They really were just as perfect as she'd imagined they would be. Having her arm wrapped by them really couldn't hold a candle to the pleasure she got from touching them with her own two hands. As she squeezed into them until she felt them pushing back, she marveled at how they were like the perfect cushion for her hands- sinking in just enough to embrace her hand, but offering the right amount of firmness to support her. And their sheer size - saying they were huge was easy, but Carrot Top could now see that you could only truly understand by comparing them to the size of your hands - Carrot Top's were far from sufficient to cover Derpy's breasts. But she was more than happy to try. Idly, she wondered if they were as heavy as they were big. She moved her hands down to lift them up from below - Derpy's skin was really soft in the underbob area - and hefted them up.

"So this is what it's like to have big boobs" thought Carrot Top, "these've got some serious weight to them." As if reading her mind, Derpy said

"I've been meaning to ask, is it ok if I go bra-less around the house sometimes? Only when it's just the two of us of c- ooh!" exclaimed Derpy as Carrot Top's pussy squirted out a small spurt. Not surprisingly, Carrot Top found it quite pleasing to imagine Derpy prancing around in just a slightly-too-small shirt, her nipples poking out, and her boobs jiggling unconstrained; a white shirt that, when in bright light, hid absolutely nothing. That, combined with her falcon grip on those very same breasts she was lusting after, and the loving she was getting from the sweetest & sexiest girl she'd ever known, was all she needed to finish. She gave Derpy's breasts one last firm squeeze as hard as she dared to.

"DERPYYYYYYY!!!" she cried as her pussy erupted, coating all of Derpy's hand and a good deal of her arm too.

She woke up to the sweet smell of oven-fresh muffins, and to Derpy - she'd put her bra back on but nothing else - bent down on the floor, scrubbing Carrot Top's love juices off of the floor. Derpy's heavy breasts jiggled alluringly with every little scrubbing motion, and and she looked incredibly sexy down on all fours, but Carrot Top felt a tinge of guilt about the mess. She picked herself up of the floor

"Derpy, let me get that for you, that's my... cum, I should be doing that "

"Don't worry about it, it's the least I could do after you helped me learn about paizuri."

“So, Derpy, I have to ask…”

“Yes?”

“Now that you know what paizuri is, are you gonna, y’know, do it to a guy?” Carrot Top steeled herself for the disappointing affirmative answer - better to just rip the band-aid off.

“Nope, I’m not into guys, I just wanted to know what it was," she said nonchalantly. "Anyways, I finished the muffins while you were asleep - have one," she said, pointing to a tray on the counter. Carrot Top selected one and took a bite - it warm, airy, and sweet - the girl may be a ditz, but she could bake like no one's business.

"How is it?" asked Derpy "and be honest."

"It's delicious. Generously-sized, right in the sweet spot between softness and firmness. Derpy, your muffins are perfect."

Author's Note

There ya go, that's my two-shotter. Give a thumbs up if you like Derpy's muffins