Simple Dazeby LiberatedGirlChaptersChapter 1Chapter 2Chapter 3Chapter 1It should have been simple. There wasn't much for Applejack to do, really. The festival was Rarity's job, and all Applejack had to do was stay out of it while Rarity primed and prepped and fussed and sewed and...whatever else it was that Rarity needed to do. So it had actually been quite simple for Applejack to visit the boutique and listen to Rarity's plans. It had been easy to smile and appreciate her friend's enthusiasm (even if the fancy Cider Tasting seemed a bit much). And when Rarity had swooned about a travel writer named Trenderhoof who was due to visit that afternoon, it had been easy for Applejack to silently wish her luck, without giving too much thought to any of it. But it was all much more complicated now, mostly because Trenderhoof's massive cock was ramming straight through her pussy. "AGGHHH!" Applejack screamed, trying to keep her balance against the hay bale as Trenderhoof took her from behind. "F-Fuuuuck!" Trenderhoof was panting. "Sweet Celestia! You're so...oh Applejack!" His thrusts practically threw the farm pony against the hay bale, and she held on for dear life. Her legs quivered, and for a split second she thought she might buck him when her next climax hit. She squeezed her eyes shut, still thrusting herself against him, feeling him as he filled her hungry love tunnel. "I...I want you...TrendERRRRAOHHH!" Her body spasmed from head to hooves, and suddenly Trenderhoof couldn't take the bliss any longer. With a blissful cry he thrust himself into the farm pony one last time, holding her in place as thick semen erupted inside of her. He could feel her insides trying to milk him dry. His vision turned white... He found himself lying on the floor, on his back, staring at the ceiling. He glanced over to find Applejack eyeing him awkwardly. "You uh...you alright?" she asked. He nodded and smiled. "You were amazing." She tipped her hat to hide her face. "Please don't say that." He got to his feet. "Why not? You were!" "The barn is gonna smell like sex for a month." He sniffed the air and his pupils dilated. "Oh wow...this is..." She pointed. "Hey! Hey! Don't get hard on me! Don't you get hard again! I got chores to do!" She hurried to the door. "Wait!" She stopped. He walked up to her. "That was amazing." "You already said that." "Look at me." "I don't-" "You can't look at me?" She looked. "Didn't you like it?" he asked. Her heart fluttered. "I..." He stared, expectantly. "I...alright, yes! Fine! I did! I don't know how you did it, but you just...I don't know, you just had this effect on me! Land sakes, I can't explain it, but you...you..." She found herself looking into his eyes as he slowly leaned forward. Impulsively she kissed him, and just as impulsively she broke it off. "I...I'm sorry. I just...I just got a lot on my mind, alright?! I got chores to do and you...you've gotta go see Rarity!" She opened the door and ran off to the orchard. He watched her go, still catching his breath. "Oh...fiddlesticks!" She bucked the tree with too much force, breaking the bark and causing the apples to fall randomly. She sighed and began walking back and forth. "How in the hay did this happen! Fancy stallion comes into town, fancy mare is right there waitin' for him. And then what?" Rarity had taken Trenderhoof on a tour of Ponyville, ending at Sweet Apple Acres. "She was makin' eyes at him the whole time, wasn't she? Would've been pleased as peach if he'd just..." She stopped. If he'd fallen for Rarity everything would've been easy. But then...I wouldn't had...so much fun...in the barn... Her heartbeat grew faster. Her nethers quivered. "Oh, shoot. What the hay am I supposed to do now?" Chapter 2Applejack wasn't normally known for being self-conscious, but clearly this wasn't a normal day. She wheeled her apple cart into the marketplace in the center of town, glancing back and forth to see who might be about as she set up the apple stand. No Trenderhoof. No Rarity. With any luck they're both at the boutique, talkin' about the festival. Heck, with luck they're probably already in bed together. Trenderhoof has a way with mares. Or...well...at least that was my impression... "Applejack?" Applejack jumped. She realized that she'd been gazing into the distance. Two bits lay on the counter she'd set up, and a rather confused Carrot Top was staring at her. "You ok?" "I'm fine!" she said too quickly. "Here you go!" She passed off a load of apples and waved off Carrot Top with a tight smile. A familiar voice sounded from around the corner. Oh no. "Now, Trenderhoof, or rather, Trender, if you'll pardon the familiarity, I thought I could show you some more of that small-town authenticity that spoke to you so much earlier today." Rarity and Trenderhoof rounded the corner. Applejack looked for a place to hide. "Oh, it spoke to me!" Trenderhoof replied with a distracted smile. "I'd said it more than spoke, actually. More like screamed!" "Uh...well, yes of course! All the, um, the-" "Apples!" "The apples, yes. Did you know that I like apples too? I may seem like a city girl, but I-" "Sweet, juicy apples." "Um, right, naturally." "Hot apples." "Do you mean cider?" Rarity asked, confused. "She's got plenty of cider!" "Oh, you're referring to — Applejack!" The pair of them had just caught sight of Applejack's cart. Applejack swallowed. "Hey, Rarity. That's, uh...that's a nice hat you're wearing." It was a straw hat decorated with sequins. "Oh, this old thing? Well it's just something I threw together. I was so inspired by your apple-bucking earlier that I just had to make an outfit." Applejack rolled her eyes internally. Can she be any more obvious?! Sadly, the hat had no effect on Trenderhoof. He walked up to the cart with a knowing smile. "Applejack! I was hoping I'd run into you." Behind him, Rarity made a pained expression at Applejack. She used the most disinterested voice she could muster. "If you'll excuse me, I'm a mite busy right now. Got lots of customers today." He winked at her. Her heart skipped a beat. "Oh, of course!" he said. "Here, let me sample your flavors. I do have to write about this for my magazine, after all." He placed a bit on the counter and she gave him an apple, wordlessly. He licked it. Seductively. "Rarity!" he said suddenly, turning around, "Didn't you mention that you still had to sketch some designs for festival decor?" "Oh, well I left my materials at the boutique, actually. But if you'd like to come with me..." "Oh, no, don't let me trouble you. I should chat with the locals for a bit. Sample some of the flavor." "Oh, well...I suppose I'll see you soon?" "Certainly! We'll run into each other sometime, I'm sure." Rarity gave an awkward smile before she walked off in the other direction. Trenderhoof turned to face Applejack. "Do you want to go back to the barn?" he said, grinning. "I...look, I sure had a great time with you, but this is crazy." "Why?" "Do you know how Rarity would feel if she knew what we were doing?" "Um...happy?" "Trender!" she hissed. "Didn't you realize that she's been flirtin' with all the live-long day?!" Trender blinked. "Oh. Um...no, I didn't know that. I guess I was little..." He walked around the counter and put a hoof on her side. "...distracted." Applejack's heart pounded. It should have been simple. Or at least, Applejack had thought that it should have been simple. She had to admit to herself that she wasn't necessarily thinking straight. It was, after all, a rather confusing day. But the way she'd figured it — or the way she thought she had figured it — Rarity was bound to be busy in the boutique for at least a couple hours, and she didn't have any customers at the moment. So what was the harm? The harm was that Rarity came back after only twenty minutes, with a sketchbook in her saddlebag. "Trender?" she called. "Applejack, darling, have you seen Trender?" "R-Rarity?" Applejack panted heavily, forehooves on the counter, her lower half hidden behind the apple stand. "Yes, darling. I was looking for Trender. Have you seen him?" "I...I think he..." Trender's cock pushed into her from below, slowly. "Errrfmph..." "Applejack?" "I'm fine! More than fine, actually. What were you saying?" "Have you seen Trender? He was here just a few minutes ago." He had in fact moved only a few feet since then. He was now lying on the ground on his back, concealed beneath the apple stand, fucking the farm pony with intent. Applejack's face flushed. "I...I think he came-I-I mean, I think he went...somewhere..." Her juices were coating him. She tried to keep eye contact with Rarity but she could feel her climax approaching. Rarity glanced around. "You don't suppose I'm doing something wrong, do you?" "W-wrong? Who said anything about doing something wrong?" Her hips bucked involuntarily. Her smile grew strained. "It's just...I've tried everything I know, darling! Even made myself a hat to better match his interests. I've been making eyes at him all day and...well, who knows, I suppose I must be invisible. On that note, there's something I should mention." "W-what might that be?" said Applejack, her insides slowly splitting with pleasure. "The truth is I've been feeling jealous. It's not your fault, of course. You haven't done anything. But I get the distinct impression that Trender doesn't notice me because he's attracted to you." "WhaaaAAAAA?!" Pleasure and semen shot through her in equal measure. Her pussy clamped onto him hard. But through sheer willpower, she mostly kept her face in a state of confusion rather than horny bliss. "Oh, I suppose you didn't notice it, did you? Well, that's to be expected I suppose. I do have an eye for these things." "You don't say..." said Applejack, controlling her breath as best she could while the afterglow washed through her. Rarity nodded. "I've had my share of flings in the past, not to mention all the romance books I've read. I know when a stallion is interested. But I shouldn't take up any more of your time. Do let me know if you see Trender!" Applejack watched her go with intense focus. As soon as Rarity was out of sight, she groaned heavily and flopped onto the counter. "Trender," she mumbled, "you are too sexy for your own good." Chapter 3There's really no point in selling apples today, thought Applejack. It was a thought she should have had perhaps six hours earlier, when she'd first set up the apple stand. The stand, incidentally, was still sitting there in the center of town, even though it was now past sunset and the market had closed for the evening. It's alright, she thought. Big Mac can take care of it. Of course, the bigger question was how to explain herself if she stayed out all night instead of going back home. And beyond that, there was the question of whether anypony outside might be able to hear the sounds of vigorous lovemaking from within Town Hall. "YES!" shouted Trenderhoof. "FUCK, you're still so tight!" Applejack was on her back, panting, while her lover thrust into her from above. "Well, y-ya know us earth ponies, we—ohhhhhhhh that's good. Fuck! Kiss me!" He locked his muzzle onto hers, and their tongues danced fiercely in each other's mouths. She could practically feel his heartbeat through her pussy. His wild passionate thrusts, the smell of their sweat. Once again her climax was building within her, and she had no other thoughts. No desire passed through her beyond the desire for him and his hot, pulsing— "APPLEJACK?!" Somehow, the sound of Rarity screaming in shock pushed Applejack over the edge. "Oh FUUUUU-" Out of the corner of her eye she saw Rarity standing just inside the door, staring at the both of them, utterly flabbergasted. But it was too late to back out now. Applejack screamed with pleasure as her whole body froze for an instant and then began humping her lover instinctively, uncontrollably. Trender, for his part, didn't even glance at Rarity as Applejack's climax triggered his own, causing him to shoot hot seed into her waiting womb. He kissed her madly as the two of them slowly rode down from their high. Rarity stood stock still, unable to look away. Finally, Applejack winced, turned her head and looked at her friend. "Rarity...I can explain." "Explain?" said Rarity, drawing out the word. Applejack considered the stallion who was still lying on top of her. "Well...I guess it's a bit...obvious." Rarity let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. "Yes. Yes I suppose it is. Well...I was just here to make some measurements for the decorations, but I...I see that you're busy. Um, do clean up when you're done, of course, and I'll...I'll just..." She made for the door. "Rarity! Wait!" Applejack pushed Trenderhoof off of her and scrambled to her feet. "I'm sorry, alright? I know you like him. I-I didn't plan on this! Honest! He just...well he..." "You like him." "Apparently? I don't know why, but somehow I just-" "-please, darling. There's no need to explain. He chose you." There was a long silence as they looked at each other. A tear came to Rarity's eye. "He chose you, darling. That's all there is to it." She turned toward the door again. "Rarity, please wait." The two mares turned to see Trenderhoof approaching them, still shaking off his post-orgasmic haze. "I'm sorry. Applejack told me earlier that you were attracted to me and I...I just didn't think how you'd feel." "Thank you, Trender. But I think I should-" "-do you still want to fuck?" Rarity stopped in her tracks and stared at him. "Sorry," he said, somewhat sheepishly. "I know I can be a bit blunt sometimes. Hazards of being a writer, I guess." Rarity considered her words. "Trender...I do feel...very attracted to you. I always have. But if you prefer Applejack, it's not my place to interfere." Applejack spoke up. "...anypony ever heard of a threesome?" They looked at her. "I just...well since we're all bein' honest, I thought maybe I should mention that...that's something I might like to try." Trenderhoof smiled. "I'd be up for it." Rarity blinked. "Applejack. Darling. I'm afraid I must ask...does your offer imply attraction to me, as well as our guest?" "Well it's not something I'd much thought about before, but...if I can get with a fancy pony like Trender here...well, maybe I could have a little fun with you also, bein' fancy and all, I mean. It's just a thought." Rarity looked between her friend and her crush. "It's just occurred to me that the two of you have remarkably similar mane colors." She turned to Applejack. "But I go first, understand?" And with that, she playfully tackled Trender to the ground. Applejack chuckled. "Fine by me. I already had him half a dozen times." "Half a dozen?!" said Rarity, using her magic to stroke Trenderhoof's cock. "Who taught you how to make love? Rabbits?" Trender leaned back and began panting from Rarity's ministrations. "Heyyyy. You're really good at that." "I am, actually! This is what you miss out on when you ignore a mare's attentions!" She pushed a surge of magic into him and his cock suddenly stood at full mast. "Now!" said Rarity in an imperious but not-too-subtly-delighted tone. "There's a fashionista here who needs a good rutting!" She locked the door with her magic and presented her hindquarters to Trenderhoof. "So do get on with it already!" Trender jumped her from behind and thrust himself into her with her guidance. "Oh wow. You're so soft!" "And you're so...so hard, darling. Oh yes, yes do keep doing that." Applejack chuckled. "What should I do?" Rarity was already moaning softly. "Well I wouldn't mind a kiss, darling." Applejack slid underneath her friend, and guided her head down with her forelegs. Rarity smiled and plunged in, kissing the farm pony while Trenderhoof still took her from behind. It tasted wonderful. Trenderhoof was thrusting harder now. Applejack reached one hoof down and played with Rarity's clit. She broke the kiss. "Sorry I...got in the way, earlier." Rarity's eyes rolled back into her head as she tried to take in the pleasure. "Don't worry...darling...you're...making up for itOOHHHHHHH!" Rarity squealed with girlish delight as her first orgasm hit her. Trender shot his seed for the seventh time that day, and Rarity's own juices shot out with her climax, spraying onto Applejack's pussy below. The farm pony took the opportunity to play with herself, wondering what they would try next and how long it would continue. Thinking about all the passion they would share together, all the force and fever, all the touches and thrusts and precious memories. I should've realized, she thought. It was really quite simple after all.
Chapter 1It should have been simple. There wasn't much for Applejack to do, really. The festival was Rarity's job, and all Applejack had to do was stay out of it while Rarity primed and prepped and fussed and sewed and...whatever else it was that Rarity needed to do. So it had actually been quite simple for Applejack to visit the boutique and listen to Rarity's plans. It had been easy to smile and appreciate her friend's enthusiasm (even if the fancy Cider Tasting seemed a bit much). And when Rarity had swooned about a travel writer named Trenderhoof who was due to visit that afternoon, it had been easy for Applejack to silently wish her luck, without giving too much thought to any of it. But it was all much more complicated now, mostly because Trenderhoof's massive cock was ramming straight through her pussy. "AGGHHH!" Applejack screamed, trying to keep her balance against the hay bale as Trenderhoof took her from behind. "F-Fuuuuck!" Trenderhoof was panting. "Sweet Celestia! You're so...oh Applejack!" His thrusts practically threw the farm pony against the hay bale, and she held on for dear life. Her legs quivered, and for a split second she thought she might buck him when her next climax hit. She squeezed her eyes shut, still thrusting herself against him, feeling him as he filled her hungry love tunnel. "I...I want you...TrendERRRRAOHHH!" Her body spasmed from head to hooves, and suddenly Trenderhoof couldn't take the bliss any longer. With a blissful cry he thrust himself into the farm pony one last time, holding her in place as thick semen erupted inside of her. He could feel her insides trying to milk him dry. His vision turned white... He found himself lying on the floor, on his back, staring at the ceiling. He glanced over to find Applejack eyeing him awkwardly. "You uh...you alright?" she asked. He nodded and smiled. "You were amazing." She tipped her hat to hide her face. "Please don't say that." He got to his feet. "Why not? You were!" "The barn is gonna smell like sex for a month." He sniffed the air and his pupils dilated. "Oh wow...this is..." She pointed. "Hey! Hey! Don't get hard on me! Don't you get hard again! I got chores to do!" She hurried to the door. "Wait!" She stopped. He walked up to her. "That was amazing." "You already said that." "Look at me." "I don't-" "You can't look at me?" She looked. "Didn't you like it?" he asked. Her heart fluttered. "I..." He stared, expectantly. "I...alright, yes! Fine! I did! I don't know how you did it, but you just...I don't know, you just had this effect on me! Land sakes, I can't explain it, but you...you..." She found herself looking into his eyes as he slowly leaned forward. Impulsively she kissed him, and just as impulsively she broke it off. "I...I'm sorry. I just...I just got a lot on my mind, alright?! I got chores to do and you...you've gotta go see Rarity!" She opened the door and ran off to the orchard. He watched her go, still catching his breath. "Oh...fiddlesticks!" She bucked the tree with too much force, breaking the bark and causing the apples to fall randomly. She sighed and began walking back and forth. "How in the hay did this happen! Fancy stallion comes into town, fancy mare is right there waitin' for him. And then what?" Rarity had taken Trenderhoof on a tour of Ponyville, ending at Sweet Apple Acres. "She was makin' eyes at him the whole time, wasn't she? Would've been pleased as peach if he'd just..." She stopped. If he'd fallen for Rarity everything would've been easy. But then...I wouldn't had...so much fun...in the barn... Her heartbeat grew faster. Her nethers quivered. "Oh, shoot. What the hay am I supposed to do now?"
Chapter 2Applejack wasn't normally known for being self-conscious, but clearly this wasn't a normal day. She wheeled her apple cart into the marketplace in the center of town, glancing back and forth to see who might be about as she set up the apple stand. No Trenderhoof. No Rarity. With any luck they're both at the boutique, talkin' about the festival. Heck, with luck they're probably already in bed together. Trenderhoof has a way with mares. Or...well...at least that was my impression... "Applejack?" Applejack jumped. She realized that she'd been gazing into the distance. Two bits lay on the counter she'd set up, and a rather confused Carrot Top was staring at her. "You ok?" "I'm fine!" she said too quickly. "Here you go!" She passed off a load of apples and waved off Carrot Top with a tight smile. A familiar voice sounded from around the corner. Oh no. "Now, Trenderhoof, or rather, Trender, if you'll pardon the familiarity, I thought I could show you some more of that small-town authenticity that spoke to you so much earlier today." Rarity and Trenderhoof rounded the corner. Applejack looked for a place to hide. "Oh, it spoke to me!" Trenderhoof replied with a distracted smile. "I'd said it more than spoke, actually. More like screamed!" "Uh...well, yes of course! All the, um, the-" "Apples!" "The apples, yes. Did you know that I like apples too? I may seem like a city girl, but I-" "Sweet, juicy apples." "Um, right, naturally." "Hot apples." "Do you mean cider?" Rarity asked, confused. "She's got plenty of cider!" "Oh, you're referring to — Applejack!" The pair of them had just caught sight of Applejack's cart. Applejack swallowed. "Hey, Rarity. That's, uh...that's a nice hat you're wearing." It was a straw hat decorated with sequins. "Oh, this old thing? Well it's just something I threw together. I was so inspired by your apple-bucking earlier that I just had to make an outfit." Applejack rolled her eyes internally. Can she be any more obvious?! Sadly, the hat had no effect on Trenderhoof. He walked up to the cart with a knowing smile. "Applejack! I was hoping I'd run into you." Behind him, Rarity made a pained expression at Applejack. She used the most disinterested voice she could muster. "If you'll excuse me, I'm a mite busy right now. Got lots of customers today." He winked at her. Her heart skipped a beat. "Oh, of course!" he said. "Here, let me sample your flavors. I do have to write about this for my magazine, after all." He placed a bit on the counter and she gave him an apple, wordlessly. He licked it. Seductively. "Rarity!" he said suddenly, turning around, "Didn't you mention that you still had to sketch some designs for festival decor?" "Oh, well I left my materials at the boutique, actually. But if you'd like to come with me..." "Oh, no, don't let me trouble you. I should chat with the locals for a bit. Sample some of the flavor." "Oh, well...I suppose I'll see you soon?" "Certainly! We'll run into each other sometime, I'm sure." Rarity gave an awkward smile before she walked off in the other direction. Trenderhoof turned to face Applejack. "Do you want to go back to the barn?" he said, grinning. "I...look, I sure had a great time with you, but this is crazy." "Why?" "Do you know how Rarity would feel if she knew what we were doing?" "Um...happy?" "Trender!" she hissed. "Didn't you realize that she's been flirtin' with all the live-long day?!" Trender blinked. "Oh. Um...no, I didn't know that. I guess I was little..." He walked around the counter and put a hoof on her side. "...distracted." Applejack's heart pounded. It should have been simple. Or at least, Applejack had thought that it should have been simple. She had to admit to herself that she wasn't necessarily thinking straight. It was, after all, a rather confusing day. But the way she'd figured it — or the way she thought she had figured it — Rarity was bound to be busy in the boutique for at least a couple hours, and she didn't have any customers at the moment. So what was the harm? The harm was that Rarity came back after only twenty minutes, with a sketchbook in her saddlebag. "Trender?" she called. "Applejack, darling, have you seen Trender?" "R-Rarity?" Applejack panted heavily, forehooves on the counter, her lower half hidden behind the apple stand. "Yes, darling. I was looking for Trender. Have you seen him?" "I...I think he..." Trender's cock pushed into her from below, slowly. "Errrfmph..." "Applejack?" "I'm fine! More than fine, actually. What were you saying?" "Have you seen Trender? He was here just a few minutes ago." He had in fact moved only a few feet since then. He was now lying on the ground on his back, concealed beneath the apple stand, fucking the farm pony with intent. Applejack's face flushed. "I...I think he came-I-I mean, I think he went...somewhere..." Her juices were coating him. She tried to keep eye contact with Rarity but she could feel her climax approaching. Rarity glanced around. "You don't suppose I'm doing something wrong, do you?" "W-wrong? Who said anything about doing something wrong?" Her hips bucked involuntarily. Her smile grew strained. "It's just...I've tried everything I know, darling! Even made myself a hat to better match his interests. I've been making eyes at him all day and...well, who knows, I suppose I must be invisible. On that note, there's something I should mention." "W-what might that be?" said Applejack, her insides slowly splitting with pleasure. "The truth is I've been feeling jealous. It's not your fault, of course. You haven't done anything. But I get the distinct impression that Trender doesn't notice me because he's attracted to you." "WhaaaAAAAA?!" Pleasure and semen shot through her in equal measure. Her pussy clamped onto him hard. But through sheer willpower, she mostly kept her face in a state of confusion rather than horny bliss. "Oh, I suppose you didn't notice it, did you? Well, that's to be expected I suppose. I do have an eye for these things." "You don't say..." said Applejack, controlling her breath as best she could while the afterglow washed through her. Rarity nodded. "I've had my share of flings in the past, not to mention all the romance books I've read. I know when a stallion is interested. But I shouldn't take up any more of your time. Do let me know if you see Trender!" Applejack watched her go with intense focus. As soon as Rarity was out of sight, she groaned heavily and flopped onto the counter. "Trender," she mumbled, "you are too sexy for your own good."
Chapter 3There's really no point in selling apples today, thought Applejack. It was a thought she should have had perhaps six hours earlier, when she'd first set up the apple stand. The stand, incidentally, was still sitting there in the center of town, even though it was now past sunset and the market had closed for the evening. It's alright, she thought. Big Mac can take care of it. Of course, the bigger question was how to explain herself if she stayed out all night instead of going back home. And beyond that, there was the question of whether anypony outside might be able to hear the sounds of vigorous lovemaking from within Town Hall. "YES!" shouted Trenderhoof. "FUCK, you're still so tight!" Applejack was on her back, panting, while her lover thrust into her from above. "Well, y-ya know us earth ponies, we—ohhhhhhhh that's good. Fuck! Kiss me!" He locked his muzzle onto hers, and their tongues danced fiercely in each other's mouths. She could practically feel his heartbeat through her pussy. His wild passionate thrusts, the smell of their sweat. Once again her climax was building within her, and she had no other thoughts. No desire passed through her beyond the desire for him and his hot, pulsing— "APPLEJACK?!" Somehow, the sound of Rarity screaming in shock pushed Applejack over the edge. "Oh FUUUUU-" Out of the corner of her eye she saw Rarity standing just inside the door, staring at the both of them, utterly flabbergasted. But it was too late to back out now. Applejack screamed with pleasure as her whole body froze for an instant and then began humping her lover instinctively, uncontrollably. Trender, for his part, didn't even glance at Rarity as Applejack's climax triggered his own, causing him to shoot hot seed into her waiting womb. He kissed her madly as the two of them slowly rode down from their high. Rarity stood stock still, unable to look away. Finally, Applejack winced, turned her head and looked at her friend. "Rarity...I can explain." "Explain?" said Rarity, drawing out the word. Applejack considered the stallion who was still lying on top of her. "Well...I guess it's a bit...obvious." Rarity let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. "Yes. Yes I suppose it is. Well...I was just here to make some measurements for the decorations, but I...I see that you're busy. Um, do clean up when you're done, of course, and I'll...I'll just..." She made for the door. "Rarity! Wait!" Applejack pushed Trenderhoof off of her and scrambled to her feet. "I'm sorry, alright? I know you like him. I-I didn't plan on this! Honest! He just...well he..." "You like him." "Apparently? I don't know why, but somehow I just-" "-please, darling. There's no need to explain. He chose you." There was a long silence as they looked at each other. A tear came to Rarity's eye. "He chose you, darling. That's all there is to it." She turned toward the door again. "Rarity, please wait." The two mares turned to see Trenderhoof approaching them, still shaking off his post-orgasmic haze. "I'm sorry. Applejack told me earlier that you were attracted to me and I...I just didn't think how you'd feel." "Thank you, Trender. But I think I should-" "-do you still want to fuck?" Rarity stopped in her tracks and stared at him. "Sorry," he said, somewhat sheepishly. "I know I can be a bit blunt sometimes. Hazards of being a writer, I guess." Rarity considered her words. "Trender...I do feel...very attracted to you. I always have. But if you prefer Applejack, it's not my place to interfere." Applejack spoke up. "...anypony ever heard of a threesome?" They looked at her. "I just...well since we're all bein' honest, I thought maybe I should mention that...that's something I might like to try." Trenderhoof smiled. "I'd be up for it." Rarity blinked. "Applejack. Darling. I'm afraid I must ask...does your offer imply attraction to me, as well as our guest?" "Well it's not something I'd much thought about before, but...if I can get with a fancy pony like Trender here...well, maybe I could have a little fun with you also, bein' fancy and all, I mean. It's just a thought." Rarity looked between her friend and her crush. "It's just occurred to me that the two of you have remarkably similar mane colors." She turned to Applejack. "But I go first, understand?" And with that, she playfully tackled Trender to the ground. Applejack chuckled. "Fine by me. I already had him half a dozen times." "Half a dozen?!" said Rarity, using her magic to stroke Trenderhoof's cock. "Who taught you how to make love? Rabbits?" Trender leaned back and began panting from Rarity's ministrations. "Heyyyy. You're really good at that." "I am, actually! This is what you miss out on when you ignore a mare's attentions!" She pushed a surge of magic into him and his cock suddenly stood at full mast. "Now!" said Rarity in an imperious but not-too-subtly-delighted tone. "There's a fashionista here who needs a good rutting!" She locked the door with her magic and presented her hindquarters to Trenderhoof. "So do get on with it already!" Trender jumped her from behind and thrust himself into her with her guidance. "Oh wow. You're so soft!" "And you're so...so hard, darling. Oh yes, yes do keep doing that." Applejack chuckled. "What should I do?" Rarity was already moaning softly. "Well I wouldn't mind a kiss, darling." Applejack slid underneath her friend, and guided her head down with her forelegs. Rarity smiled and plunged in, kissing the farm pony while Trenderhoof still took her from behind. It tasted wonderful. Trenderhoof was thrusting harder now. Applejack reached one hoof down and played with Rarity's clit. She broke the kiss. "Sorry I...got in the way, earlier." Rarity's eyes rolled back into her head as she tried to take in the pleasure. "Don't worry...darling...you're...making up for itOOHHHHHHH!" Rarity squealed with girlish delight as her first orgasm hit her. Trender shot his seed for the seventh time that day, and Rarity's own juices shot out with her climax, spraying onto Applejack's pussy below. The farm pony took the opportunity to play with herself, wondering what they would try next and how long it would continue. Thinking about all the passion they would share together, all the force and fever, all the touches and thrusts and precious memories. I should've realized, she thought. It was really quite simple after all.
