“St-stop hitting me!” Sweetie Belle screamed, “Pillows can hurt you know!” Scootaloo set down her pillow and giggled.
“Okay,” Scootaloo replied, still laughing, “then what do we do now?” The three fillies stopped giggling. They had done practically everything at their sleepover, what was left to do?
But then, Apple Bloom got that look on her face that said she was thinking about something, and that something was never good. “Hey, how about we, well, you know, go exploring?”
“Apple Bloom, we already went exploring earlier,” Scootaloo sighed.
“No, I mean, well, exploring us!” she said with a small laugh.
“How on earth do we do that?” Sweetie Belle asked curiously. Apple Bloom made a small smile.
“Big Mac told me about what two ponies do when they really love each other,” she said quietly. The other two fillies had their ears perked up at that. They had wanted to hear what happened for ages.
“What are you waiting for? Tell us! Tell us!” Scootaloo said urgently. The young fillies huddled together as Apple Bloom whispered the story.
“Hey, that sounds fun!” Sweetie Belle exclaimed when the yellow filly finished.
“See? So...” Apple Bloom’s eyelids drooped to partially cover her eyes. At first the unicorn and pegasus didn’t understand, but then they glanced over at each other and smiled.
“Who first? Who first?” Sweetie Belle whispered.
“Well, I think that I should go first because I knew first,” Apple Bloom explained cooly.
“Okay,” Scootaloo agreed, “then I’m going with you!”
“But you’re both girls,” Sweetie Belle said, “what happens then?”
“Well, Big Mac didn’t really say anything about that, but I figured that if you rub really hard, then girls can do it, and it feels about the same,” Apple Bloom informed.
“Ooh, I get it.” Sweetie Belle nodded, “I’ll just watch you two for now, I don’t mind.” And with that, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo jumped onto the bed and tried to position themselves as she had described.
“Who on earth goes on top?” Scootaloo muttered.
“Well, usually the boy,” Apple Bloom grunted, “But you can this time, you’re more boyish anyway.” She smiled. Repositioning themselves, the two fillies were ready to try out this mysterious ‘lovemaking’.
“Aaand, action!” Sweetie Belle squealed. Scootaloo smiled at Apple Bloom as she began swaying her hips, up and down, in a rhythmic pattern. Finally she was able to work her way into position. At first the two didn’t understand why this was so great, but then a sensation jolted across the two, a pleasure they had never felt before. Scootaloo then couldn’t help herself and began thrusting harder, Apple Bloom bucking her hips up to meet her. Sweat began to form as they began feeling what most young fillies could only dream about. They had almost forgotten that Sweetie Belle was in the room until she interrupted them.
“Hey! What about kissing? You can’t love each other if you don’t kiss!”
The two stopped cold. Kissing? How do you kiss when you’re lovemaking?
“Remember, Apple Bloom? You said to use your tongues,” Sweetie giggled innocently,
The two on the bed exchanged a few glances, but nonetheless started up again. They first just kissed normally, lips to lips and no more, until they slowly worked their way into using their tongues. They laughed nervously in the beginning, but quickly got used to it and eventually didn’t even stop to think before going into each other. As if the initial pleasure wasn’t enough, this added a new layer of closeness and desire.
They started to move around a bit more, caressing each others skin. The sheets wrapped around their legs and this urged them to rub closer. Scootaloo then was struck with a delightful idea, and moved down and started kissing Apple Bloom’s chest, making the little filly tingle happily. The warm sweat and her soft flesh made it a wondrous sensation. Finally Scootaloo moved back up to Apple Bloom’s mouth and they locked tongues again.
Then Scootaloo laid herself all the way and rubbed her whole body against Apple Bloom, their body heat and sweat turning into a steamy mixture. They found now that they had to gasp and groan both to catch their breath and to somehow let out how they felt.
The pair kept on going, wanting more and more of each other, until finally Sweetie piped up. “Ok, my turn. I want to go with Apple Bloom.”
“Aww,” Scootaloo joked as she slid off of the bed. She was a bit wobbly from having her legs spread so long. “Apple, you should go on top this time, it’s amazing!” She said with a sigh.
Apple Bloom nodded and scooted back to allow Sweetie to lay down on the bed. “Now spread your legs,” Apple Bloom instructed. Sweetie slowly lifted her legs into the air and let Apple Bloom get on top of her with a small grunt.
“Now if it starts to hurt, just tell me, ok?” Apple Bloom exclaimed. She was a bit scared for her friend’s well being, because she was always the most innocent of the trio. She wasn’t quite sure how the unicorn would react, but Sweetie Belle nodded.
Apple Bloom braced herself and started imitating what Scootaloo seemed to have been doing, finally making her way to the place where their genitals touched. She tried the swaying motion that Scootaloo had displayed, and the previous feeling rushed over her again. She hurriedly looked at Sweetie Belle, not wanting to miss her reaction. She expected some sort of look of discomfort but instead saw something completely different. Sweetie seemed to have lost all of her innocence by the look on her face, her eyes seductively half shut. Apple Bloom felt a foreign feeling in her loins of liquid trickling out, which want to thrust in more. Sweetie Belle didn’t seem to disagree with that.
They suddenly remembered the kissing part, and started greedily pushing their lips together, their tongues easily sliding into place. Apple Bloom silently blushed a little to herself as she recalled the night before that she had spent wetting her pillow with saliva as she practiced her kissing technique. Sweetie Belle’s moans and squeals of delight proved her time had been well spent.
As they invaded each other’s mouths, Sweetie Belle couldn’t help but notice the wondrous scent of Apple Bloom’s hair, which tempted her to start forcing Apple Bloom closer. Their legs started intertwining and their tails wrapped together. Stopping their kissing for only a moment or two, Sweetie Belle looked up at Apple Bloom with such provocative eyes that Apple Bloom couldn’t help her heart from racing. Sweetie Belle seized the opportunity by lifting her head up to lick across Apple Bloom’s soft chest. The yellow filly looked up with a startled expression, but it showed no sign of disgust with Sweetie’s action. The unicorn then wrapped her arms around Apple Bloom’s head and thrusted it right up against her waiting lips, ensuring maximum pleasure.
“Woah! That’s enough for now, you little lovebirds!” Scootaloo laughed. The two forced themselves away from each other, a string of saliva still connecting their tongues, trying to keep their connection alive.
“Okay, then, now you and me!” Sweetie Belle gasped happily, completely prepared for another round with a new pony. Apple Bloom slid off the bed in relief, tired from all of this heat and movement, and tottered over to the couch on the other side of the room.
Scootaloo jumped roughly on and got right down to business. After getting in sync with each othe, they decided to try some new things out. Sweetie Belle smiled as Scootaloo moved the kissing down to her neck. The sensation made her tingle and she indulged the feeling of her fluids starting to trickle out. Then Scootaloo ran her tongue down her chest and then down her leg. After she got to Sweetie’s hoof, she moved up a little and licked up the small stream.This reignited both of the fillies’ want, so Scootaloo quickly returned to her position and started thrusting down so hard the bed started shaking. Sweetie Belle let out a gasp as she realized that climax was upon her. She was about to shout, but was too late, and what instead came out were sounds of ecstasy.
“I know, let’s try something else!” Apple Bloom said while the other two ponies slowed and finally stopped. Apple Bloom climbed on the bed with them to see if they would get her hint. When they continued to look puzzled she continued, “Is there any way that you suppose we could all get that feeling at the same time?” The trio pondered the problem for a little while. Wouldn’t they need at least four ponies to be able to do that? Unless...
Apple Bloom and Scootaloo figured it out before Sweetie Belle, so they seized the opportunity and pinned her down, thrusting hard against her. They simultaneously started kissing and caressing her in different places, like a well oiled machine. They ventured into licking Sweetie Belle’s chest and legs, arms and neck, and every other place possible in their position. After they could reach no other part of the young unicorn, they flipped her over and continued the licking on her back. They could feel her heavy breathing and increased heartbeat, and took it upon themselves to see how aroused they could make her.
They bit her ears, and ran their tongues down the back of her legs. Finally, the two fillies flipped her back over again and took special care licking, kissing, and caressing her chest. They continued this process, letting every Crusader have their turn, and each time they got a bit more daring with their tongue placement.
After awhile, their aroused gasping noises became quite loud. The three girls didn’t even notice when Applejack and Rarity, who had been downstairs, tiptoed up and saw the girls together, writhing around on the bed.
“GIRLS!” Rarity cried, repeating herself a couple times for them to finally hear. When they noticed, they stopped cold and moved apart.
“Sorry,” Sweetie said innocently, “w-w-we didn’t know we were doing anything wrong...”
“Well, ya’ll were,” Applejack scolded, looking on with a look of harsh disappointment. The Cutie Mark Crusaders hung their heads.
“This is how yer s’posed to do it!” she finished, her face lighting up. She hopped onto the bed. “Come on Rarity, let’s show’m.” She bounced a little.
“Wait, I need to go for a second, I have the perfect outfits for this!” Rarity squealed, followed by her giddily running downstairs. She came back up a few moments later, holding out a couple pairs of lingerie. They were definitely not the kind of clothes that the three fillies were used to, but they nonetheless pulled them on. They quickly understood afterward why they were perfect for the occasion, for they showed off the ponies in very provocative places. They met the mares on the bed, who were wearing more complex creations.
“Now, first ya’ll kiss and such, so a little foreplay and such, then you get into the other stuff when you feel, well, right,” Applejack explained, emphasizing the last word as if it was very important. The fillies nodded, and watched a tad awkwardly as the pair pushed themselves together. They sat upright in a tight hug, caressing each other in every place they could get their hooves on, all while keeping their lips locked together. Running their hooves through the other pony’s mane and working their way into a lying position, their tails intertwining, the adult ponies showed much more experience than the little ones. They move in a pattern completely different from the younger girls. They only stopped kissing to start up again somewhere else, and that would eventually lead to a sort of licking, usually in places lower than their face. They made the bed sway as they embraced each other, jumping a little to increase the sensation.
Once they stopped and sat up, they both had a large smile on their faces. As they slowly dragged their lips away from each other, a distinct strand of saliva connected their tongues.
“Now,” Rarity said dreamily, “who wants to be taught first?” A slight smile tugged at the edge of her mouth. She knew that this kind of thing was very uncouth, but she figured that this way of teaching was much safer than the fillies doing something stupid with a colt. “How about our sisters?” she offered. Applejack nodded and motioned two of the fillies over, who came and sat next to them on the bed without a thought saying to do otherwise. The two looked down at themselves with the new clothes for the first time and the seductive placing of the holes made their hearts start to beat faster.
“Now, Apple Bloom, you go with Rarity, and Sweetie Belle, you come me.” Applejack smiled. “We will go step by step for you guys.”
Applejack and Rarity hugged the opposite pony’s sister and started to kiss them full on. The fillies were startled at first, but eventually eased into the action and started to rub the other pony’s mane and kiss them back, willingly letting the older pony’s tongue wrap around their own before wandering. Their legs and tails wrapped around each other’s like before as they started vigorously rubbing against each other.
Scootaloo sat and watched on the other side of the room, not knowing whether to be scared or excited, but she did start tensing up at the hotness of the display. So much so that a pool of some sort of liquid started forming where she was sitting and dampening her tail. She noticed only after it became fairly large, and she rolled onto her back to see if she could find the source. She was surprised to see that it was leaking from her marehood. Scootaloo bit her lip and looked back up at the others, and she tensed up even more, causing more fluid to squirt out. Staring dumbfounded, she slowly raised a hoof and put it up to the hole. She moaned as she realized how sensitive the area was, but pushed herself in harder anyway. Her hoof became soaked as she rubbed it up and down over her clit, coaxing more out of her.
The four on the bed eventually worked their way into the lying position and were rolling around in no time. Sweat started to glisten off of all of the ponies, and their outfits were no exception. The bed started to creak loudly and the gasping and moaning of pleasure from the ponies made Scootaloo nearly faint from arousal, causing her to rub more vigorously. The ponies started licking at each other greedily and twisting around to kiss every part of each other’s body.
After some time Sweetie regretfully announced that Scootaloo should get a turn with a ‘pro,’ and Scootaloo took Sweetie Belle’s place, while Apple Bloom and Rarity continued with an unchanged rhythm. Applejack laid down on the floor and told Scootaloo to start this time, to find out what she knew. Scootaloo knew only a few of the motions from watching the others and tried to mimic them, but eventually Applejack had to take charge by leading her hooves and mouth, telling her what to do, and when to do it. After a while she was no longer able to instruct the filly, the sensations clouding her mind too much. The room was steaming and smelled of the ponies’ hot skin by the time the ponies slowed. They then laid together in one giant heap and slept.
When they awoke it was only midnight and they were completely refreshed by the short nap. Well, at least Apple Bloom and Scootaloo were. While the others laid there, making a sort of mat, the other two started up again on top of the other ponies’ bodies. Their rocking and groaning and gasping awoke Applejack and Sweetie Belle. They too quickly started to go at it again, waking Rarity, who was still too tired, so she just sat up and watched, sometimes giving tips to the younger group. She otherwise just watched and enjoying, slowly massaging her marehood and letting her fluids pool on the floor, occasionally stopping to lick some off of her soaked hoof.
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The next morning, the ponies didn’t really say anything about the night before, acting as if it had never happened. They were all a bit changed, now that they had done what they had done, but none of them really cared. The Crusaders had changed into pajamas and they each had a new set of lingerie in their backpacks. They were getting ready to leave, so they kissed each other goodbye, deeper than a usual friendly peck on the cheek, and went on their own seperate ways back to their houses.
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The next day at school, the young fillies were very excited and proud of what they had done. They almost couldn’t keep still for sharing time.
“Okay, everypony, how was your weekend?”
“Well, Miss Cheerilee...”
