Rarity’s Young Apple Surprise

Well that had been the most awkward conversation of Rarity’s entire life. One that ended up with a plan that she still felt dirty about, but somehow she looked forward to even more. It would have to wait, because as of the moment Sweetie Belle had finally woken up and the two of them went home. Sweetie Belle of course went out to play, but Rarity had to get her assurance that she would not tell a soul about what she’d done with her or Fluttershy. Somehow Rarity was sure that this was going to back fire though. Backfire in the most horrible way.

For the moment Rarity was working on one of her new dresses. It had been a nightmare to finish this one. She had an idea, yet she just couldn’t finish it. She’d been working on it for weeks now. Somehow, looking upon it now, with her heat somewhat satisfied by Sweetie’s actions yesterday, and perhaps newly inspired by the act of sisterly love, she looked upon the dress now with a whole new world of inspiration. The solution came to her almost as much of a surprise as Sweetie’s initial request to be molested had.

Rarity swiftly got to work. She had a dress to finish and no force earthly or otherwise was going to stop her. It felt like hours melted by in seconds as she worked diligently on the dress. Every piece of lace, every cut, every extra bit of fabric she used was placed so delicately, so deliberately that it was almost as if a madness had overtaken her. Only once she was finished did she pull away from it and gasp.

It was red, the dress was red, beautiful, graceful, and most of all made with pure sexual prowess. She’d never made anything like it before and now she was wondering how her mind had crafted such a delightful treat. Or if she could even do so again. In fact, thinking back on the past couple of hours, she struggled to recall the exact methods she’d used, or the techniques employed to make this dress. She feared perhaps she could not do so a second time.

Where had the imagination for this dress come from? Was it possible that with having sex with Sweetie Belle, something was awakened in her? Some burst of inspiration and creativity so deep, so powerful, so fleeting that she may not capture it again? Or… perhaps she could capture it again, but she’d have to wait of course, wait for Sweetie Belle to return home.

It wasn’t like she’d be able to just have sex with a random foal so she could ride the high of a new inspiration.

The door flew open and Applejack and Applebloom walked in. Applejack was staring at Rarity. “Can you watch Applebloom fer a minute, she’s grounded and needs supervised for setting the gazebo on fire, again.”

Rarity turned to face them. Doing everything in her power to hide the sense of good fortune she’d had with Applebloom’s appearance. “Of course, darling. Do you have any… special, instructions for me?”

Applejack shrugged. “Keep her happy, and don’t do anything Ah wouldn’t do.”

“Oh, don’t worry. I’ll do exactly what you would, darling. You have my word.”

“Good.” She looked at Rarity’s new creation and her eyes widened. “What… what is…” She seemed lost for words. Her pupils beginning to shrink. Rarity swiftly threw a tarp over the dress and Applejack seemed to snap back to reality. “That dress is, mighty fancy.”

“Thank you, I think I’ve discovered a new technique. Oh I know, I’ll have Applebloom help me with my dresses. It’ll be a group project.”

Applejack nodded. Turned and began walking away. “Good, now that you got this here, Ah’m gonna be gone a few hours as Ah help Big Mac fix the gazebo again.”

Once she had left, and the little chime from the door had silenced, Rarity looked at Applebloom with hungry eyes. “How are you doing, Applebloom?”

“Ah’m doing okay, Ah didn’t set the gazebo on fire this time. It wasn’t mah fault, promise.”

Rarity raised an eyebrow. “Oh you naughty little hotty you.”

Applebloom stared up at her. “Um… what?”

“I meant hot head,” Rarity corrected.

“Well anyway, Ah didn’t do it this time.”

“Oh and who did?” Rarity said as she began walking to the stairs. With her project done she let her legs figure out where to go by themselves.

Applebloom followed, likely because they were in the middle of a conversation. “Ah shouldn’t say.”

Rarity giggled. “Oh come now, I won’t tell Applejack.”

“I dunno.”

They reached the upstairs hall and Rarity walked to Sweetie’s room by instinct and opened the door. “Okay, let’s go in here and get started, Sweetie.”

Though Applebloom followed her in she corrected Rarity. “Ah’m Applebloom, not Sweetie Belle.”

Rarity had to stop herself as she approached Sweetie’s bed. Oh no, her heat was making her start to do things in instinct mode. Things she never would have considered before. Even in here, with the faint lingering scent of Sweetie’s musk she couldn’t completely stop herself from desiring some young apple for herself. Still she forced the idea from her head and turned around to leave. Applebloom shut the door and locked it.

Applebloom spoke again. “Ah still didn’t do it.”

“Oh, I believe you.” Rarity was about to reach out and touch Applebloom, just a simple touch on her chin, but she had to stop herself. After all this wasn’t her own little sister. This was Applejack’s sister and even if she promised to not do anything AJ wouldn’t do, she wasn’t so sure Applejack would forgive her for molesting Applebloom. It wasn’t like Rarity and Fluttershy, the relationship was a little different there. Besides it’s not like she had any proof that Applejack ever did that to Applebloom, just rumors and hearsay.

She had to control her urges. This was not a world she was free to explore. At least, not yet. If it was Scootaloo, it might be different, it wasn’t like that filly had any family to care about her if she was molested, well Rainbow Dash perhaps. Applebloom on the other hoof had family that would care, would care very much.

It was then that Rarity realized the door was locked. Now Rarity was the one who was confused. “Darling, what are you doing?”

Applebloom looked a little nervous but she sat down in front of the door putting her back to it. “You… wanted to know who burned the gazebo right?”

“Well, it would be nice to know for sure.”

“It was Cadance.”

Rarity blinked. “Cadance, as in Princess Cadance? The princess of love?”

Applebloom’s cheeks turned bright pink and she looked down at the floor. Her hooves pawed at the carpet. “Y-yeah…”

“But why in Celestia’s Equestria would she be at your home, let alone burn the gazebo down.”

Applebloom’s head shot up. “She didn’t mean to. It was an accident honest! She just didn’t want us being caught.”

“Caught, caught doing what?”

Applebloom’s head sunk. “Nothing…”

“Oh come now, I already promised I wouldn’t tell Applejack. You can trust me.”

Applebloom swallowed. “If Ah do, you promise not to tell anypony, not ever?”

“I promise.”

“Me and her were making love in the barn.”

Rarity blinked. “Come again?”

“Ah could but she made me cum a lot already.” Applebloom’s eyes widened. “Oh crap, Ah meant um, we were having sex.”

Rarity sat down. “So not only have you screwed Applejack, you’ve also slept with a princess.”

“It wasn’t like that, she said she had to do that to figure out why there’s some spell or somethin’ goin’ on that’s making fillies get molested by their sisters and whatnot.”

Rarity stared at her in silence for a long time. “You didn’t deny sleeping with AJ.”

“Why should Ah? We did. Ah haven’t tried Big Mac yet, but Ah want too.”

Rarity looked at the floor. “Well… has Sweetie talked to you about anything?”

“Oh that she’s had sex with you, ayep. That’s why Ah felt Ah could trust you about the Cadance thing.”

Rarity bit her lower lip. It was going to take a few hours before Applejack returned right. Rarity was horny, in fact she could feel it as her marehood ran down her legs and left a mess on the floor, she might have even peed a little not that she were willing to admit it. If Applebloom wasn’t innocent after all, well, would it really be that bad to borrow her?

Rarity looked over at the bed. “Change of plans. I’m telling Applejack.”

Applebloom started toward her. “No, please, you promised!”

Rarity glanced over at the bed and then back to Applebloom. “I think I will, she should know… unless you can persuade me to not tell her.”

Applebloom raised an eyebrow. “What, like kill you?”

Rarity hooffaced. “No, just… I forget how young you are. Listen, if you have sex with me, I won’t tell her.”

Applebloom looked confused for a minute, and then an evil smile spread over her lips. “Ah could tell her you asked me for that.”

“I would deny it of course.”

“Oh but she might believe me if Ah told her you molested me.”

“If you try to threaten me, I’ll just molest you anyway.”

Applebloom walked over to Rarity and put a hoof on her chest pushing gently. “Not if Ah molest you first.”

Rarity stared down at her. This felt different. No, it was different. Applebloom was trying to take charge her, and for some reason, it was just too cute to see this tiny filly acting all tough and sexy, and to think she could allow herself to be used by a filly instead of the other way around. Rarity swallowed. “O-oh my, such a strong and independent young filly. I guess I should really do what you say, shouldn’t I?”

Applebloom nodded. “Y-yeah, you should.”

“And what should I do first?”

Applebloom looked puzzled. Almost as if she didn’t expect Rarity to actually roll with it. Yet she was the one in charge, so she’d have to figure it out sooner or later. At length, she nodded at the bed. “Go lean over the bed.”

“Of course, how could I disobey you?” Rarity got up, and began walking to the bed. She made sure to sway her hips and flick her tail out of the way. Glancing back she saw Applebloom’s mouth slightly agape as she saw Rarity’s soaking wet marehood. Rarity leaned over the bed and stuck her butt out. “Is this good?”

Applebloom swallowed. “Y-yeah.”

“You sound thirsty, maybe my soaking wet pussy would help quench your thirst?”

Applebloom looked from Rarity’s butt to her eyes and back to her butt. “You mean… I can?”

“Do whatever you like to me, I’m all yours Applebloom.”

Applebloom stood up and with nervous steps walked over to Rarity’s rear. The filly was clearly not used to being in charge, yet she was taking the lead well. With just a few suggestions from Rarity she was positive this filly would be great at being the top. After all, Rarity couldn’t be the top all the time right? Speaking of which, she’d have to teach Sweetie how to be in command sooner or later too.

A small hoof reached out and squeezed her butt cheek making Rarity gasp with surprise and delight. She looked back and saw that Applebloom was suddenly looking a lot less confident. She gave her a smile and a wink. “Oh my, your hooves feel so good. What else will you do to make an unworthy mare like me feel good?”

Applebloom looked confused. “Yer worthy, Ah just ain’t used to doing this on mah own.”

Oh the poor filly, she didn’t know how pillow talk worked yet. Well that lesson could be saved for later. Rarity was horny as hell and needed a filly shoved in her cunt now. “That’s okay, take your time darling, but please hurry. I’m really hot.”

“Yeah you are.”

Rarity giggled. “Thank you, you’re quite fetching yourself.”

Applebloom’s other hoof reached out and squeezed Rarity’s other cheek. For Rarity’s part she moved her tail out of the ay letting Applebloom see her undefended, wet, dripping lips. She was begging for it, yet she had to wait, wait for Applebloom to decide to use her. Applebloom spread Rarity’s ass cheeks open wide and the cool air tickled at Rarity’s flesh.

Applebloom leaned in, her hot breath falling over Rarity’s exposed and wet petals. Just the feeling of her breath was enough to send shivers down Rarity’s spine. She was so hot, hotter than she’d ever been before. It was like she was melting inside and the only salvation was a filly’s touch. She hated herself for it, but she knew she needed this now more than ever before. Once she felt Applebloom’s exhale she braced herself. That small tongue came out and lapped a good lick from Rarity’s clit all the way up to her entrance. Rarity’s entire body shuddered and she couldn’t help but to moan in deep pleasure and lust.

Applebloom’s tongue reached out again, and slowly, lick by lick she dug in deeper. Each lick of that tongue sent shivers of pleasure through Rarity’s entire body. Her labia spread open begging for Applebloom to push deeper still. Each lick bringing that fire inside of Rarity’s loins to burn brighter than before. Each moan and gasp only made Applebloom work harder and deeper.

Applebloom’s tongue ran up against her vagina and then past it going straight for Rarity’s pucker and digging deep into it. Rarity gasped as she felt that tongue slip inside her ass. She hadn’t expected that, and as Applebloom’s hoof slid over to her marehood she was suddenly made aware that Applebloom was well practiced. The way that hoof drew circles around her clit, massaging it in a gentle passionate rhythm as that tongue worked in and out of Rarity’s backdoor was just too much. Her body was screaming for pleasure just as much as her mouth was.

Rarity’s body exploded with an electric burst that made her entire body go rigid. Applebloom pulled back just in time as a squirt of sexual fluid shot out across her face. Rarity fell forward, her lips dripping wet onto Sweetie’s floor and her body made useless from the orgasm. No filly had the right to be that good at oral.

Rarity crawled onto the bed and rolled over. She pat the bed next to her and Applebloom crawled onto it next to her. Rarity leaned over and began to kiss Applebloom. She could taste her own marshmallow fluids over Applebloom’s face but she didn’t stop. Their tongues met and embraced as they made out. Rarity’s hooves slide down to Applebloom’s’ flanks and she squeezed that small apple ass. One day she’d have a cutie mark there, probably of an apple of some kind, but until then she’d just have to find out if all apples tasted alike the old-fashioned way.

After a few minutes of kissing Rarity was feeling better enough to make Applebloom feel good. She smiled as she pulled away from the kiss. “You’re quite skilled at this.”

“Thanks, mah sis taught me.”

“I can tell.”

“You two have had sex?”

“A few times… once we invited Twilight too.”

This had Applebloom looking surprised but threesomes could be discussed later. “What would you like me to do to you?”

“Could I ride your face?”

Rarity giggled. “You can ride whatever you want.” She rolled over onto her back. “Like this?”

Applebloom nodded. “Yeah.”

She helped Applebloom up and over to her face. Applebloom lowered her hips and Rarity watched as those soaking wet petals descended toward her open, hungry mouth. Rarity’s mouth swallowed those small petals whole and as she began licking, Applebloom was already losing it with deep moans of her own. It was true though, Applebloom tasted just like her big sister.

Rarity helped herself to the apple-flavored syrup dripping from those wet lips. As she tasted every part of Applebloom’s filly parts. She even dug her tongue inside finding that Applebloom was far looser than her own little sister. Her tongue actually slid all the way inside of Applebloom.

This had the benefit of making Applebloom jerk her head back and gasp for air as her scream caught in her lungs. Rarity didn’t give up. She began twisting her tongue inside of Applebloom making the filly wrath over her face. Applebloom was grinding those little hips against Rarity’s face, and the way her insides convulsed against Rarity’s tongue told her that Applebloom was close.

Rarity gave a few powerful sucks against Applebloom’s young lips and that was it. Applebloom gave a final high-pitched whine and her body fell backward and rolled off of Rarity’s chest and next to her side twitching there as the orgasm rode through her.

Rarity rolled over and wrapped a leg around Applebloom’s barrel pulling her close and kissing that small butt. “That was amazing.”

Applebloom nodded in agreement but seemed otherwise unable to speak. This she would count as a personal victory. One that also made her heat calm down.

Calm down just enough to realize that Cadance was here researching some kind of magic that was making mares have sex with their own little sisters… oh… that was probably a bad thing.

Author's Note

Inspired by some artwork online. If you know the picture, then you understand.