“Well, howdy Fluttershy,” Applejack yelled to greet her friend, “Not often that I see y’all ‘round these parts. What brings ya to Sweet Apple Acres? Y’all outta apples ‘gain? I keep tellin’ y’all that I can just bring ya some apples over.”

“Well, um, actually I was hoping to talk to you about some things.” Fluttershy said in her quietest voice. “I’ve got a lot on my mind lately.”

“I feel that. Ya picked a great time to come around. I was just finishin’ up my work for the day.” Applejack sympathized. “What did ya want to talk about?”

“Do you think we could talk…” Fluttershy whispered, “somewhere more private?”

“Ah, is this one of them talks about yer newest crush?” Applejack teased

“N-no. And that was only once!” Fluttershy squeaked, “Can we just go into the barn?”

“I reckon that’d be fine. But I don’t want to listen to you beat around the bush for an hour, y’all better be straightforward.” Applejack said, leading Fluttershy to the empty barn. They walked inside, Applejack kicking the door closed behind her. Applejack laid down on the cool hay, lounging on her side.

“O-okay.” Fluttershy said, assuming a similar, albeit less relaxed position.

“What’s on yer mind?” Applejack asked casually, smiling at the yellow pony next to her.

“When I went to Canterlot, Princess Celestia told me to learn how to have sex and she wants me to learn from you guys and I figured you would be the perfect pony to talk to about it since you’re all mature and stuff and know these things, right?” Fluttershy said in one breath. “Was that straightforward enough?”

A long pause ensued as Applejack contemplated what Fluttershy said, blinking in shock the entire time.

“I, um… I don’t know how to respond to that one.” Applejack said, “First, why does the Princess want you to study lovemakin’? Second, why do y’all think I’m goin’ to know e’rything about makin’ love?”

“Um… Well… You just seem so confident… and um… yeah…” Fluttershy started, “And I’m still not sure about the Princess… ”

“Well, I guess I am pretty confident sometimes, although ya could say it’s like my Achilles’ heel. Sometimes ya don’t have to be sure of what yer doin’ to make the most of it.” Applejack stated, wisdom seeming to fill the space around the two ponies as she spoke, “Like I’ve never had sex, but I bet I could give just about any stallion the best night of their life. After we got married that is, Celestia don’t want no foals outta wedlock, now.”

“I don’t think I’ll have that problem.” Fluttershy said, blushing slightly, “About foals”

“Ya don’t mean to say yer one of them perverted les-bee-whatevers do ya?” Applejack asked, incredulous. “Don’tcha know Celestia sends them to the moon? It’s just not right, doin’ the big nasty with another mare, ya can’t even make a foal.”

“Um, Applejack, I think you fail to see the inherent contradiction here.” Fluttershy said. “Celestia and I um… well… we um…”

“C’mon, out with it.”

“Celestia bucked me! And it was her idea, and she liked it.” Fluttershy started “I don’t think she would be sending like-minded ponies to the moon.”

“Well, um… That’s a very valid point ya got there. But I’ve been raised to think that y’all were just dirty mares that I’m supposed to avoid. I guess I’ve got a little adjustin’ to do. I’m kinda glad though, I always thought mares were mighty pretty, and the only stallions I’ve dated were jerks.”

“Um… Would you like me to help with that… adjusting?” Fluttershy asked, giving her best seductive smile.

“Well, um… I don’t quite see how you could help…”

“Oh my, you really didn’t catch my point, did you?” Fluttershy said, blushing a little and turning around. “Let me rephrase.” She continued, lifting her tail and wiggling her flank, “Would you like me to …help… with that …adjustment?”

“Well I’ll be, if my good friend Fluttershy isn’t tryin’ to seduce me, I don’t know what’s goin’ on.” Applejack mused, blushing slightly herself. “Well, if the Princess has asked you to learn, I don’t see any issue with ya usin’ your newfound talents on me. It is in the name of yer education, ain’t it?”

“Um… yeah.” Fluttershy said, smiling coquettishly.

“I just bet you’ve got a lot to learn from me. I could show ya all the amazin’ things I can do with rope, or I could teach ya somethin’ about earth pony stamina, or I reckon that I could just let ya show me what all ya know.”

“All of those sound nice, Applejack… but I was kind of hoping you could give me some help with a couple problems.” Fluttershy admitted, “You see… I’m split here. Celestia basically proclaimed her love for me, Princess Luna wants me to take lessons from her too, and then I’ve got this thing with Rainbow Dash, and I just well, um… I don’t know what I really want help with there, but I need a mare that will just take it slow with me and won’t expect a relationship out of it and I don’t know why I’m asking you, not that you aren’t a nice mare, but I feel like it’s kind of mean, and I don’t want to hurt you so you can just say no if yo–”

“Honey, I can take care of ya. I’ve been a little pent-up myself lately. I’d be glad to go for a roll in the hay with ya, ‘specially if yer some kind of royal-class lover now.”

“I wouldn’t go that far… But if you would be willing to um… help me relieve some of this stress…”

“Absolutely, ‘Shy.” Applejack said, “I’d hate to see a friend like you strugglin’ with somethin’ like this. But I’ve got to ask, why’d ya come to me? Did ya not have any luck with anypony else?”

“You could say that. I can’t go to Dash because I feel guilty about Celestia and Luna, and Twilight and Pinkie are, well um, they didn’t help me calm down much…”

“How many ponies ya done it with already?”

“Just Princess Celestia, and Dash, and Princess Luna, and Twilight, and Pinkie…” Fluttershy said, “Oh my, I’ve been with a lot of ponies…”

“Well, the Princess does want y’all to study this kind of stuff, right. It just seems natural then, I’d suppose. Although I would consider it a rather advantageous proposition; ya get to buck other ponies with no consequences, and whenever ya need a reason, ya just say the princess asked ya to.”

“It’s kind of nice… But I always expected to be able to just settle down with some nice stallion and we could snuggle and stuff. But now I’ve been doing all kinds of naughty stuff with a lot of mares, and I don’t know if I’m in love with any of them, or if I’m just enjoying the sex and… I’m sorry.” Fluttershy rambled, beginning to tear up. “I didn’t mean to trouble you with this…”

“Aw, it’s okay, sugarcube. If y’all need a shoulder to cry on, you can sure as heck use mine.” Applejack offered, nuzzling Fluttershy’s cheek.

“I don’t want to be a burden,” Fluttershy sobbed, “I just don’t know what to do. I’m sorry.”

“Sugarcube, you’ve got yourself all wound up over nothin’.” Applejack said, “Seems to me you’re just lookin’ at it wrong. You’ve got lots of nice friends ‘round ya that are willin’ to do anything to see ya happy. I don’t think ya have to make any serious life decisions about who you’re goin’ to spend the rest of yer life with. Nopony asked ya to do that.”

“I-I guess so…” Fluttershy said, wrapping a foreleg around Applejack’s neck, bringing herself in to nuzzle against Applejack’s mane.

“To me, yer a pretty mare in a really good position. I’d say ya just need to realize it. Nobody’s goin’ to ask ya to marry them right now, and I think worryin’ about who yer’ goin to settle down with may be of particular difficulty for ya since yer the element of kindness and whatnot.” Applejack responded, rubbing along Fluttershy’s side with a hoof.

“You always seem to know what to say, Applejack.” Fluttershy said, smiling into the orange pony’s fur as the tears slowed. “I’m so glad that I’ve got such good friends.”

“Well, sugarcube, we’re all lucky to have a sweet pony like you as a friend too. I don’t know what I’d do if ya weren’t always there with a smile to cheer me up.” Applejack said, “But you’re expecting too much of yourself to be able to make every pony that confesses their love to you happy. As pretty as y’all are, I bet there are loads of stallions and mares that would go head over heels to get with you. I’m certainly not opposed to the thought of spendin’ some quality time with ya, if ya catch my drift.”

“Oh, Applejack… You’re not insinuating that we should do naughty things, are you?”

“I might be inclined to see just what is so great about sexin’ up a pretty mare like you.”

“But I thought you held us moon-bound perverts in contempt?”

“I’ve been educated on the error of my ways, Shy’. Consider this my reconciliation.”

“Well… In that case, how noble of you.” Fluttershy snickered, nudging her friend down onto the hay. “Your diplomatic efforts will have to be rewarded.”

“I suppose they will, and I think you can have the honors, if you so desire.” Applejack replied, playing into the well-masked verbal foreplay. She accepted Fluttershy’s cues to lay down and was pounced upon by the usually timid yellow pegasus above her.

“I thought ya told me you wanted to take things slow, sugarcube.”

“I didn’t intend on having a four hour conversation about eachother’s flanks first. I kind of got too horny for the going slow part too.” Fluttershy said, with more confidence than usually became her. “I’m all for foreplay and whatnot, but I already know I’m good looking, you already know you’re good looking, we don’t need to establish that commonality before we ravish each other, nor do we need to spend hours determining which one of us can tongue wrestle better. Now with that out of the way, can we get to the part where you put your hooves all over me and remind me of how naughty I am?”

“Well shoot, that there was rather well-phrased. I can agree with that sentiment, however. Y’all sure are a naughty pony.” Applejack said, her front hooves stroking across Fluttershy, who was sprawled out on top of Applejack, their heads mere inches away. Fluttershy reached in and nuzzled Applejack’s neck with her cheek.

“You know something that naughty ponies like to do to other naughty ponies?” Fluttershy asked, moving so her breath was direct on the fur of Applejack’s neck, “This.” She finished, leaning in a little bit more, letting her body rest on Applejack’s as she nibbled gently at her neck.
“Ah! I’m sensitive there, ‘Shy! Stop that.” Applejack squeaked out in an uncharacteristically feminine voice, “O-on second thought… Never mind. I can be a naughty pony for tonight.”
Applejack had a trick or two up her sleeves, though. Seeing as Applejack was always well-versed in what she did, and her talents were far-reaching and unparalleled in their breadth, she had gathered quite the skill at giving massages. It was a skill she had reserved in use when amongst her friends, but it had its uses in other situations. Nothing could calm a raging bull quicker than a hit to just the right pressure point, nothing could soothe muscles at the end of the day than a gentle massage. Applejack, for reasons she would never disclose, had also taught herself many techniques for use on pegasus wings. It was definitely not because she had been hoping to get at a certain cyan pegasus’s wings for a while. Applejack could have never done that, she wasn’t a perverted les-bee-whatever, that would be unheard of. Nonetheless, her skills came in handy against Fluttershy’s wings.
“H-how did you learn t-to… Ah! …To do that?” Fluttershy asked, her wings filling out, muscles stretching as they tested the limits of their extension. “E-Even Dash wasn’t that good. W-why are you so good at this.”
“I have my reasons, sugarcube. Just don’t you worry about it.” Applejack said, pressing in all the right places and giving the yellow pegasus’s wings a working over.
“Ah! Well… whatever you learned to do this for… I hope you’ve used this skill to your advantage.”
“Trust me, sugarcube, after tonight I have half a mind to.”
Fluttershy smiled, having a vague idea of where her skills might be put to good use. “I’m sure she will appreciate it as much as I do.” Fluttershy said, grinning. Applejack’s expression froze in a tense forced smile.
“I couldn’t possibly know what you are talkin’ about.” Applejack said. “I wasn’t planning on using this technique on Da– oh horseapples.”
“Hehe… Caught.” Fluttershy mused, “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anypony, as long as you make sure to pay the price for my silence.”
“And what, exactly, would that price be?”
“You’ll find out.” Fluttershy said breathily into Applejack’s neck, the almost sinister tone of her voice sending shivers down the autumn-colored mare above her.
“I-I think I might have an idea…” Applejack squirmed, thinking about what innocent little Fluttershy could have planned for her.
“Well good then… Because I want to make sure you’re ready.” Fluttershy said, nibbling softly on Applejack’s neck. “My silence isn’t cheap.”
“It’s a good thing that I’m just rollin’ in the kind of currency you desire” Applejack said flirtatiously, holding back a moan as the pony below her was making her weak.
“And what currency would that be, may I ask” Fluttershy inquired.
“I think it’s my turn to say ‘You’ll find out,’ Sugarcube.” Applejack said, lowing her body to press against Fluttershy’s, leaning in for a kiss.
“Oh my… Please don’t keep me waiting… if you don’t mind.”
“No intention to, Sugarcube.” Applejack said as she rubbed a warm, furred hindleg between Fluttershy’s, the delicious contact of Applejack’s toned muscles against Fluttershy’s thigh quickly forgotten as the final destination was much more appreciable.
“Ah… For not being a ‘perverted les-bee-whatever’ you sure are a ‘perverted les-bee-whatever,’ AJ. ” Fluttershy giggled.
“Shut up! I’m just helping out a friend. I’m not one of those!” Applejack said, rubbing her leg fervently against her target.
“I’m sure. Dash will be so devastated.” Fluttershy teased, knowing that Applejack just needed time to accept herself, just like she had accepted Fluttershy.
“That’s not… But I’m… Shut up! Maybe I like mares! I don’t even know! Just let me not think about that part for now. What I’m doin’ feels so right and I just want to keep goin’.”
“I could allow that, I suppose… ” Fluttershy giggled. “Please keep going.”
Applejack did just that. For a few minutes, Applejack silently explored Fluttershy’s delicate body with her hooves, her mouth, her soul. Applejack found herself intoxicated by the earthen scent of her coat, enthralled by the feeling of her silky fur, consumed by the little noises that Fluttershy made. Was this what it was like to be with another mare? She had always expected it to be dirty, to feel wrong; never had she expected that it could be so emotionally charged, so gentle yet so strong, so right in every way.
Fluttershy saw this contemplation play across Applejack’s face as her hooves gravitated towards one especially warm spot. Sooner than either of them expected, Fluttershy felt warm, confused breaths on her marehood.
“Applejack, are you sure you want to do this?”
“Don’t ya dare doubt me! I know what I’m doin’!” Applejack snapped, realizing too late that Fluttershy was only trying to be courteous. “I’m sorry Sugarcube, I just don’t want anything to ruin what I’m feelin’ right now.”
“Well, to be honest, it doesn’t look like you’re feeling as much as you could be… Why don’t you turn around and let me see what’s under your tail.” Fluttershy said bluntly.
“Fluttershy! What’s gotten into you!”
“What? I can’t talk dirty? Let’s be honest here, I’ve had a lot more sex than you have. I’ve earned that right. Now stop being all flustered and let me return the favor!”
“Well, that’s mighty fine logic, I guess.” Applejack said, planting her hind legs on either side of Fluttershy’s head. The pastel pony pushed at the joints of her legs, signaling that she should lower herself so she was easier to reach. She obliged and was almost instantly rewarded, and in equal time thereafter reminded that she herself had a duty in reciprocity. Her tongue worked just as feverishly as Fluttershy’s, although her inexperience betrayed her. She was trying as hard as possible to match the actions of her lover, but her marehood was not prepared for introspection, and even further her mind could make no sense out of what she was feeling. It was incredible, but not at all tangible or describable.
Fluttershy could feel the struggling mare above her, enjoying her ministrations despite the fact that they were uncoordinated and somewhat frenzied. “Applejack, you don’t have to be perfect. You’re making me feel so good, just stop worrying about it!”
“H-How’d you know?” Applejack asked, taking this short reprieve as a chance to catch her breath.
“You’re not screaming my name right now… which means either I’m not doing my job, or you’re overthinking this.” Fluttershy explained, “Let me make you feel good. If you’re still up to the task of returning the favor then, I’ll guide you.”
“Okay,” Applejack conceded, giving Fluttershy’s marehood a delicate goodbye kiss, which elicited a giggle from the other mare.
"I'm sure Twilight would accuse me of being scientfically inaccurate here," Fluttershy mused, "but I've found that, in this specific situation, learning by ...osmosis... works best, if you know what I mean."
"I think if you threw a line like that at Twilight, she'd be makin' a mess by now."
"You don't know the half of it." Fluttershy giggled, reminiscing briefly.
"You must have one heck of a technique if ya even made Twi-" Applejack started, "Oh my, I'd reckon I done underestimated you, Shy."
Fluttershy was not armed to respond vocally, but her small moan of affirmation was understood by the orange farm pony; Fluttershy's ministrations speaking to her in more melifluous prose than her normally reserved demeanor allowed. It would seem, judging by the blood-boiling attention that a certain yellow pegasus was giving to her orange confidant, that Fluttershy and Applejack had switched places. This was something that both ponies could appreciate.
For all Applejack cared, Fluttershy could tie her up and rut her till Zap Apple season was over. For all Fluttershy cared, that might just happen. She was now taking to heart the lesson she had previously doled out to her stetson-wearing friend; with every pony before her, she had been focused on something, be it the act, the pony, or her task, but with Applejack, she could just let loose and roll around in the hay. Literally and figuratively.
"S-Shy... I hate to disappoint, but it would appear that I'm a rather sensitive pony." Applejack said, "I might be faster than Rainbow Dash... Ah, forget it... enough with tryin' to be amusin'. Shy, I'm gonna come!"
Fluttershy responded by quickening her pace, and prodding a hooftip at a very specific point on Applejack's more delicate anatomy. The orange pony below her shook violently, making not a sound as her first orgasm by the hooves of another pony took her, and her consciousness, by surprise. Tremoring lightly and now out cold, Applejack had a look of pure rapture on her face. Fluttershy's expression was not as blissful, in fact as the empathic dopamine rush from Applejack's recent orgasm ran its course, the yellow pony's visage began to look downright murderous.
"You do NOT get to pass out." Fluttershy said, biting Applejack's mane and tugging harshly. Applejack's eyes fluttered open, and her pupils shrank in fear as she noticed Fluttershy. "While you were busy taking a trip in the clouds, I'm still agonizingly turned on. You're going to be a good little filly and show me exactly what earth pony stamina means."
Disturbed by Fluttershy's sudden aggression, she scooted backward, only to feel Fluttershy firmly plant a hoof on her chest, holding her in place. Fluttershy quickly turned around and lowered her nethers down to within Applejack's reach. The orange pony, terrified now of the consequences of failing to return the favor, started diligently mimicking what Fluttershy had done to her. Her fear quickly melted as Fluttershy started loudly moaning into the empty air of the barn.
"Yes! Just like that Applejack!" Fluttershy exclaimed, "Lick me like an obedient little filly!"
Applejack whimpered at Fluttershy's arguably sexy derisiveness. She was finding herself more and more turned on as the seconds passed, being forced to pleasure her normally shy and unassuming friend was exhilirating. She knew that the pegasus on top of her harbored no ill intent, but she couldn't stop thinking about obeying, submitting to the whim of her new mistress. A shred of Applejack's conservative mind remained, reminding her how horribly perverted she was, but that only made the itch growing between her legs even stronger. She lifted Fluttershy off of her for just a moment.
"Please, Fluttershy! Lick me too! I know I've been a naughty pony, but I promise I won't mess up again."
"Oh my... I didn't mean to scare you. I was just ...pent up. I guess I could retu-"
"Shut up and dominate me already! Can't you tell it's makin' me wetter than a pegasus in a rainstorm?"
"Oh my... Well I guess I could..." Fluttershy started, her grin growing maniacal once more "Compensate you for your..." she pressed her flank harder against Applejack, "continued obedience."
"Yesssssssssss..." Applejack hissed, her voice muffled a little bit as she once again buried her face in fluffy yellow flank. Fluttershy reached down, firmly grasping Applejack's tail in her mouth and giving a healthy tug. Applejack screamed into Fluttershy's marehood and shook violently as a surge of dull pain shifted into a stab of sharp pleasure. Fluttershy shifted her attention, nibbling gently on her inner thighs. Fluttershy was carefully working up to what she was sure would be pure euphoria for the submissive mare below her.
Fluttershy felt herself nearing a peak as well, and planned her next moves carefully. Sensing that Applejack was still rather sensitive she knew it would be best to leave direct stimulation for a last-second move. As such she gently kissed at her moist marehood, gently easing her into a state of unending, agonizing anticipation as they both waited for the fruits of eachother's labor.
"Applejack, I'm getting close!" Fluttershy said, her tone shifting to a more sultry one, "Make me come, and I might think about rewarding you..." At this Applejack started shaking with anticipation, and licked at Fluttershy so desparately she thought her cutie mark might change. Spurred on even further by the thought of having such an integral part of her identity represent, no belong, to her mistress, she was performing a slew of tongue acrobatics the likes of which would seldom be surpassed.
Fluttershy screamed in pure passion before diving her tongue in between the folds of Applejack's marehood. The orange pony was not prepared for another orgasm, and as she came, all of her senses were assaulted by the sight, sound, and taste of the pony on top of her, systematically destroying any still-functioning synapses in her lust-fried brain.
Shortly before the two of them embraced sleep, Fluttershy said something that was sure to make Applejack's slumber rather troubled; "Don't think I'm done yet. Sleep may win right now, but I've still got plans for you. And I think I see a pile of rope with your name on it."
They spent the rest of the day interrupting eachother's consciousness with bouts of increasingly kinky play. Applejack learned several new uses for rope, and a newfound appreciation for some of the more enlongated produce that the farm held, but most of all, she discovered a side of her that was entirely new. Maybe she could work up the courage to exercise it on a certain cyan pony.

Author's Note

I'm sorry this took so long, and I wish I could give a good reason for it. There are a couple: One, college got stupidly difficult. Two, I got a relatively demanding job. Three, I finally have some semblance of a social life.
Anyway, the majority of this was written a couple days after the last chapter, but then I lost my mojo, and the above circumstances came into play. I pecked away at this little-by-little (emphasis on little) so I kind of switched up where the story was headed a couple times, and decided publication was more important than retconing the tone. Anyway, hope you like.

Anyway... All that being said, I can definitely tell a trend of evolution in my writing style. I hope it makes my stories better, like I try to tell myself it does, and not more awkward, like I usually am convinced that it does. At this point I will all but whore myself out for constructive criticism, because I don't even [noun] [adverb of frequency].

Merry Hearths Warming, Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, or other festive celebration. Hope you like!