A Night In

by SilverEyedWolf

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Fetish, Spike, Romance, Porn, Sex, Slice of Life, Anthro, Applejack
Length: 4040

Barb and her girlfriend have a night in

Barb puts on some pretty clothes and runs over to AJ's for a quiet night in.

Pull the other one now.
Happy Pride!

CW: Barb has dicks (is still female). I don't know if that's enough to count as 'fetish' per se, but there isn't really another tag I could throw up there so there you go. Have fun!

Published 2022-06-07 10:50:00 UTC
Last updated 2022-06-07 10:50:00 UTC

Chapter 409030110901407

Barb sighed as she stepped out of the shower, her scales steaming as she stepped into the much cooler room, completely nude.

Her fine scales prickled in the cooler air, much like goosebumps on pony skin. Shivering from the lingering warmth and strange stimulation, she absently smoothed the keratin down as she moved over to the new vanity across from her bed.

Grabbing the admittedly skimpy underwear off the bench seat, she stepped into the silky fabric and pulled them up to her hips, wiggling a bit as the thin fabric slipped easily between her cheeks.

Running her paws absently over her hips, she thanked Celestia something had grown on her body as she reached back and ran her paws over her plush cheeks, checking for any scale or piece of fabric out of place before sighing. She let the claws trail up over her taut, smooth tummy before coming to rest on her perfectly flat chest.

"Stupid lizard genes," she muttered softly.

She attempted to squish what might have been there on any mare, but the scales, while soft, remained unyielding. Sighing again, she reached down to the bench and scooped up the other piece of fabric there, a matching bra that was purely for decoration in her case.

Fastening it behind her back, then making sure it wouldn't catch on any of her rounded spines, she looked in the mirror and sighed with a small smile. It may not have had anything to support, but the black lace was intricately patterned and was at least cute on top of her mulberry purple scales.

Sitting on the bench, she grabbed a black tube and unscrewed the top. She swiped the brush along her eyelashes with a practiced speed, accenting the thin hair, some of the only ones that grew on her naturally.

Following the mascara was a little eye shadow to fully draw the gaze into her emerald eyes. Topping the entire affair with a gentle painting of red over her lips, and she was officially be-cutened, as her marefriend had referred to it.

Topping the lipstick with a protective glossy cover, she popped them a couple of times before giggling at the mirror.

Bouncing out of the seat, she jumped over to the wardrobe and opened it. Quickly rifling through the clothes, she pulled out a cherry red blouse and tossed it at the bed, continuing to shuffle through the fabric until she came to a particular piece.

Gently biting her lip, she looked at the thick white fabric for minutes before ripping the skirt off the hanger and tossing it over with the shirt.

Shutting the doors and reaching for the drawers, she pulled one open and grabbed a package.

Sitting on the bed and tearing the paper, she pulled out and unrolled a pair of thigh-high stockings, the black fabric cheap but at least patterned cutely. She then pulled the skirt up her calves, standing to tug the tight cloth up her thighs and up to the base of her thin tail.

Pulling on the shirt, she rechecked her vanity, giggling at the sight of her legs pushing against the skirt that barely covered the top half of the thighs. Slipping into a pair of faux leather boots at the door, she took a couple of steps to get used to the short heels before slipping out of the room.

She rubbed her bare arms, making sure once again that all of her scales were laying flat, before making her way towards the front door, smiling faintly at the confident clicking of the heels on the crystal floors.

She was nearly at the door when Twilight rounded the corner, wearing a black, loose skirt and a white dress skirt that strained over the assets Barb was most jealous of her sister for. Her bare hooves clicked gently against the floors, much like Barb's heels, her short coat clean and glossy.

"Hey there, triple-dee," she called, startling the princess out of the thick tome she'd been reading as she walked.

"Barb," she said, pressing the book to her chest, "I've told you that focusing on my body is not going to do anything for yours," she half-snapped, before blinking and taking in the clothes Barb was wearing.

"Not planning on being back tonight, then?" she asked lightly, smirking at the skirt. "I swear, I don't see how you can be jealous of my boobs with thighs and hips like that."

"Always greener on the other side," Barb said with a shrug. "Have a good night, sis."

"Not as good as yours," she giggled before giving Barb a hug and a friendly slap on the rear, pulling a startled squeak as she ducked the punch to her arm. Dashing away, Twilight disappeared just as suddenly as she'd arrived.

The walk through the town was a boring affair, highlighted by a handful of stares from unsuspecting stallions that had her blushing and picking up her pace.

She admired the trees as she walked through the orchards, catching a green leaf as it danced by her in the wind. Twirling it in her fingers, she waited until another breeze blew past to let it go again, watching it flutter away as she smiled.

When she arrived, the house had its windows open, letting the sweet breeze blow through the farmhouse. It also had the top half of the back door open, and since she could see it from the dirt pathway, she went ahead and walked up to it instead of the front door.

Poking her head in, she knocked gently on the shelf that made up the top of the bottom half of the door.

A large red stallion looked up at her from the table, a pair of round spectacles balanced on his nose. She wiggled her fingers at him, and he sighed before setting the glasses on top of the books and pages spread out over the table.

"Tartarus," he grumbled before turning and shouting into the house's main rooms, "Ah'm sleepin' in tha barn tonight!"

"Why in tha name of Celestia's tit-tanic cleavage would you do a fool thing like—"

Her marefriend stepped into the kitchen, wearing a pair of heavy-duty jeans that ended just below the knee and a faded striped shirt, the top two buttons undone and the next two straining.

"Ah," she said, her eyes lighting up as she saw Barb. A grin immediately stretched across her face, and she chuckled at the wink Barb dropped her way. "Alrigh, guess ah see now. Take a thin blanket, though, i's supposed to stay warm tonight."

Big Macintosh grunted as he passed her, and a few moments later, they heard the front door open and close.

Applejack leaned against the door frame beside her, cocking an eyebrow and grinning widely. "Subtle," she said before raising a hand and crooking a finger at Barb. "C'mon then."

Reaching out and unlocking the bolt on the inside of the door, Barb slowly swung it open, making sure to have her thighs tensed just so as the wood moved out of the way. AJ's eyes widened as Barb took an exaggerated step into the kitchen before turning and closing the door again. She made sure not to step closer, forcing herself to lean forward to relock the door.

"Now you're just showin' off," AJ chuckled behind her, and Barb shivered as she heard the hoof steps move her way.

"You like a good show, if I remember right?" Barb murmured, shivering when a pair of large, warm hands wrapped over her hips and pulled the dragon into the summer warmth of a working mare.

She let her head tilt back as AJ's lips came down to kiss her bare shoulder, and she inhaled when the lips moved their way to the side and up her neck.

"You smell like wheat and applewood," she murmured, sharing a light chuckle with her marefriend.

"That sorta happens roun' here," AJ murmured to her, continuing her nonverbal assault on Barb's neck and shoulders. Her hands trailed over the waistband of the miniskirt before she tucked her thumbs under the hem of the shirt, running them across Barb's tummy back and forth from the center out.

"Hah," Barb murmured as her lips found that one particular spot on the side of her neck, her back arching into AJ's chest as her own hands found their way back to settle on AJ's thighs.

"Your brother'll kill us if we ruin the bookwork," she murmured, shivering when AJ pressed her hands into Barb's stomach.

"Tha's alright," she murmured, running her hands over and up Barb's torso, grabbing the flat chest and pulling her tight against AJ's torso. "We got counters."

Barb moaned softly, pressing her hips and shoulders back into the orange mare. Her tail wrapped around AJ's hips, pulling her closer.

"All the fun stuff is upstairs, though," she murmured, nipping Barb's scales with her teeth and squeezing her hands before letting go. "C'mon then, you know where'ta go," she said, turning Barb and giving her a firm slap to the ass.

Squeaking, Barb had to catch herself on the counter, throwing a bright red, thirsty look over her shoulder before almost sprinting from the room.

She forced herself to slow at the bottom of the stairs, kicking her shoes carelessly at the rack by the door before thumping up the old steps upstairs. She grabbed the second handle and squealed when she heard the thumping noise of hooves running after her.

She barely got the door open before AJ had jumped into the air and tackled her, sending them both across the room and sprawling across the bed.

Barb squealed again when AJ briefly stood up only to work a hand under Barb's hip before flipping her, quickly leaning down and pressing her full chest against Barb's lesser one and smashing their lips together.

Barb moaned into the kiss, reaching up and wrapping her arms around AJ's lower back and pulling her closer.

AJ chuckled into her lips as her hands went to her own shirt, quickly popping the buttons and throwing the shirt open to bare her torso but for the plain cotton bra.

Barb let her pull away, puffing to catch her breath as she looked the mare up and down.

"You're so gorgeous," she said, smiling at AJ's now laughing face.

"Yer' damned pretty yerself," AJ whispered back, shaking the shirt back with a couple of shrugs before shedding it completely. "Getting all cutiefied, just to come out here to seduce a simple farm girl," she giggled before leaning down and entrapping their lips together again.

"You're worth it," Barb murmured into the kiss before running her whip-thin tongue over AJ's plump, full bottom lip.

"Yer damn right," the mare chuckled before reaching behind her own back and popping the clasp on her bra. Grabbing the center, she tossed the cloth carelessly behind her, pausing as Barb began to run her hands over her hips.

As Barb moved up, she hesitated over a set of abs just barely covered in a layer of soft fur and fat before running her hands up to AJ's ribs.

Leading with her thumbs, Barb moved her hands underneath AJ's freed tits before twisting her wrists to cup them, squeezing and kneading as AJ hummed deep in her throat. She paused as her thumbs met the darker orange nipples, just barely teasing a harder touch.

Barb looked up and felt her breath catch.

Applejack's arm was still cocked over her shoulder from throwing her bra, and now the cowgirl was looking down at her with a big grin and red cheeks, the arm stretching back as she pushed her chest further into the scaly grip. Her hair had been freed at some point, and it was starting to flow over her shoulders and into her face.

"Yer makin' me blush, sugarcube," she said, biting her lip, and Barb realized she'd stopped doing anything more than stare up at the mare on top of her.

"Sorry," Barb murmured before smiling and gently moving her thumbs. "No, actually, I'm not."

AJ's face did indeed darken a couple more shades, and she started running her hands over Barb's stomach and under the blouse.

"Sweet talker," she chuckled, gasping as Barb's thumbs moved down over her nipples. "Granny told me about the creatures like you, with tha honeyed words and silver tongue."

"You love my tongue," Barb chuckled, dropping her bottom jaw and letting her long, thin tongue unfurl down her chin.

"Hush now," AJ laughed, slapping at Barb's belly under her palm.

"Telling me to put it to use, now?"

Laughing, AJ fell forward and wrapped an arm behind Barb's neck, pulling her face-first into cleavage and squeezing her shoulders to trap Barb in the warmest pillows on this side of Canterlot.

Giving another stern squish, AJ glanced down to look into her eyes. "Ya done?"

Barb mumbled something that would've sounded like, "You asked for it," had she not been so entombed.

AJ jerked and gasped when she felt that teasing tongue flow out into her cleavage before darting to the side, wrapping the sensitive point, and giving a gentle tug. When she started pulling away, Barb's head shot to the side, her lips following her tongue as she wrapped AJ's nipple between them and giving a small suckle.

"Hey now," AJ muttered before losing the words to a moan, Barb's tongue slipping from her bottom lip to knead at the circle of flesh closest to the point in her mouth.

Barb lifted her hands, running them up AJ's forearms and pushing on her shoulders, following her up, so AJ was in her lap instead of just on her hips. Running her palms over the shoulders, she continued down the soft muscles that flowed over AJ's back until she had her arms around AJ's waist, pulling her as close as possible and working her mouth.

"Tha's ch-cheatin'," AJ murmured, lifting her arms and wrapping them around Barb's shoulders, cupping the back of her head and pressing her deeper into the flesh. Keeping one hand there, she slid the other over Barb's shoulder and down her front, quickly popping the buttons there.

Barb looked into her gaze before pulling back, letting the nipple go with a soft pop.

"You wanna make this into a game?" she asked lightly, waggling her eyebrows.

Laughing, AJ placed her hand on Barb's face before shoving her head away, looking down at her mostly bare torso and tracing her finger over the scales.

"Nuh-uh, not again," she said, flattening her hand and rubbing it over the gentle softness. "You made me walk funny for that entire week, I remember well enough. Besides," she said, squeezing her thighs together and twisting her back, fumbling under her bed and pulling a hatbox out.

"It's my turn this week," she murmured, leaning down and pushing her snout into Barb's blazing muzzle.

Barb glanced over at the box, her lips trembling and twitching, doing their best not to grin.

"O-o-oh? But you hate it when I mess the bed?"

Squeezing her thighs together again, AJ leaned over and pulled open a drawer on her bedside table before pulling out a large bathroom towel.

Barb's face was twitching now, her embarrassed grin stretching her lips slightly.

"Ye-ye-yes, ma'am," she murmured, her tail twitching already between her legs.

"Good girl," AJ purred, leaning over and kissing Barb lightly before pressing her hips down, chuckling at Barb's light squeak.

Licking Barb's lips lightly, AJ moved down to her jaw, nipping the tiny scaled surface before biting harder on Barb's neck, squeezing her thighs around Barb's hips.

There was a ripping sound, not of cloth but paper, and AJ jumped slightly.

Looking down towards their hips, she looked back up at Barb, who buried her face in her paws.

"Uh, did you just—?"

Barb nodded her head, and AJ let out a tiny snrk before she could press her hand to her muzzle.

Barb groaned, and AJ couldn't stop the quiet giggles anymore.

"Don't worry so much, sugarcube," she murmured, dropping her hips again and rolling them down. "Ah'll take it as a compliment, honestly. Ah know just how strong that stuff is, after all."

AJ ground her hips again and Barb groaned, her paws twitching as she moved them to look up at AJ, blushing and unable to look into her eyes.

AJ chuckled, placing her hands on Barb's chest and sliding down over her lacy bra, her tits pressing into Barb's stomach as she laid kisses down her breastbone. With each kiss, Barb squeaked almost in time, letting little sounds out with each touch.

She ran her hands down Barb's sides, grabbing her hips as her chest came to rest on Barb's waist. She squeezed her shoulders again, pressing into Barb, and she threw her head back and let out a long groan from behind her paws, a full-body shiver working up her spine.

AJ laid another few kisses on Barb's abs, wriggling and teasing for a minute before she drew herself back. Squeezing Barb's hips one last time, she lowered her hands to Barb's thighs and flipped up the miniskirt.

Laying a pair of tender kisses on each trembling thigh, she ran a thumb over the tight panties before laying a kiss right on the cloth, Barb's thighs tensing as though to grab her head and keep it right where it was. Instead, AJ placed a hand on those thighs and pressed them apart, leaning up to bite the top of the panties and pull them down.

Even expecting it, AJ couldn't help a little giggle at the cock hit her nose, an audible thwap accompanying a squeak and a grunt from her girlfriend as the lower shaft rubbed across her muzzle.

"Ya did," AJ said out loud, rubbing her muzzle up and down the bottom of Barb's two shafts, her tongue flicking out to tease the closest to them. "Tore straight through that fancy tape of yours."

"F-f-fuck AJ," Barb murmured, arching her back into the bed, "you're talking—"

"Yeah, sweetie?" she giggled, flicking her tongue out and running it over the base of her cock. "Am I sayin' something ya like?"

Barb groaned, reaching down and gently cupping AJ's head, her ears between scaly fingers.

Shivering, AJ hummed as Barb rubbed her ears, almost tugging them as she ran her muzzle up to the tip of the closest shaft. Taking a moment, she parted her lips and turned her head slightly, rubbing the cock between her lips before wrapping the tip in her soft lips.

Barb groaned and thrust with her hips, dipping even more of her finely pointed dick into AJ's warm, accepting mouth.

Grinning around the cock in her mouth, AJ gave a little suckle before reaching over to the cardboard box nearby. Dipping down further on the shaft, she tossed aside the top of the cardboard and reached in, withdrawing two items.

Barb couldn't have been further away, panting and squeaking as AJ blew her cock. Almost unconsciously, one of her paws wandered away from AJ's ear and wrapped around her top shaft, barely moving as she shivered under AJ's ministrations.

AJ lifted away from Barb's cock with a final lick, the drake letting out a sad whine as she rolled her head down to look at her marefriend. Her questions were quickly answered when AJ stood between her thighs and gently let the large strap-on slap down onto Barb's cocks. She whined again when AJ gently moved her hips back and forth, thrusting between her dicks and coating them in lube.

She heard the popping of a plastic top and her head pressed back into the pillow, her spine arching as chilly, slippery lubrication poured thickly down the base of her shafts onto her hole.

She grunted when AJ's thumb ran down her shafts and pushed into her, spreading the lube before dipping into Barb.

She felt her tail go straight, and the moan was more of a squeal as her hips thrust up, rolling weakly on the bed.

She heard AJ hum as she gave another experimental thrust, both along her cocks and into her, before the thumb was withdrawn. Another squirt of lube followed its absence before AJ pulled her hips back.

Barb shivered when AJ's hands caught the crooks of her knees, pushing her hips up as AJ lined up the strap with her hole.

"Hey, Barb?" AJ whispered. "You good?"

"Please," Barb murmured, wiggling her hips back and forth, "I'm good, please—"

AJ chuckled before pushing her hips forward.

Barb's twin cocks twitched as AJ pushed into her, her paws twitching and clenching the sheet as her toes curled. Shivering, she groaned when AJ pulled back slightly before thrusting deeper, grunting as the movement was translated into a pulsing vibration through the other end of the strap-on.

"There we go," she murmured, pushing further into Barb, the drake squeaking and writhing as she pressed forward, deeper. She pressed her knees further up until Barb was nearly folded in half, her knees almost touching her shoulders.

"You always amaze me," AJ murmured, dropping a kiss on Barb's nose as she finally stopped, their hips pressed together as she bottomed out on the dildo, "how cute you look when I'm fuckin' you," she finished, pulling out and thrusting into Barb's plump ass.

Barb was breathless, all of her air restricted by her position and thoroughly used up in small, squeaking moans as AJ thrust into her again, setting a tight pace as she latched on to Barb's lips.

Her head was spinning, her ass being so thoroughly used as AJ hummed and grunted into their kiss, and her hands reached out to wrap around AJ's neck as she deepened the kiss, her tongue twirling around her marefriend's.

AJ pulled back slightly, letting them both catch their breaths before she straightened her spine, keeping Barb folded as she pulled her hips back.

"Ready?"

Barb couldn't respond beyond a whining moan as AJ slid back into her before she began pumping her in earnest, Barb's dicks slapping her stomach as AJ started bouncing her hips, fucking her drake into the mattress as they devolved into sweat and moans, Barb clutching as her coat and rolling her hips as AJ pressed into her.

AJ let go of one of Barb's legs, reaching down and grabbing both of her cocks with her free hand.

"I'm so close, darlin," she murmured, pumping her hand up from the base, hand barely able to wrap around both shafts.

"AJ," Barb squeaked, her paws wandering down to her ass, pulling apart the cheeks as she clenched around the dildo fucking her ass, "AJ, AJ, AJ—"

The mare groaned, grunting out one last, "Barb," before she sunk her hips fully into Barb's ass as she clenched down around the dildo, her pumping hand losing any rhythm but not speed.

Barb let out a last squeal that sounded barely like AJ's name before her muscles clenched, her legs coming down over AJ's shoulders and pulling her closer as cum gushed from between AJ's fingers, painting her own chest and stomach with sticky ropes.

After a couple of seconds, they both went completely slack, AJ barely giving Barb time to drop her legs off her shoulders before she fell forward, drowning Barb in cleavage again. Panting, she rolled over, withdrawing the strap-on with a shiver and dropping it to the floor.

They lay there panting for minutes, catching their breath, before Barb flopped her hand over beside her, grabbing the sheet a couple of times before holding the towel out towards AJ.

"Tomorrow?"

"Your turn," AJ slurred, taking the towel and scrubbing at her tits and stomach, stained white and sticky.

There was a silence before Barb asked, "Does it have to be?"

AJ burst into breathless laughter, dropping the towel onto Barb's chest.

"Nope," she said with a grin.

Author's Note

Well this was a helluva thing, wasn't it. Haven't wrote anything like this before. Smut sure, but nothing close to... Well, lady on lady stuff of this flavor :raritywink:

Hope you lot enjoyed anyhow :heart: