There was a short delay as the sheets and pillows on the bed were changed once again. Spike took this time to get the crowd worked up for the next match.

"As always, we have a competition between two lovely mares. They are both eager and ready to screw each others brains out for your pleasure. In one corner, we have one of the cutest pegasi ever to soar the skies. Known for her skilled wing control, she even served a brief tour at the Wonderbolt's Academy training program. Put your hooves together for Cloudchaser!!!"

A lilac pegasus landed on the ground, waving to the crowd. She had dressed for the occasion in leg length purple socks, and her mane was specially styled for the event to ensure that it didn't get in the way of her muzzle. The crowd stomped their hooves, or in more than one case, just one hoof.

"Going up against Cloudchaser is some equally stiff competition. Three time winner of Equestria's best fritter fry off, this pony's talent with all things apple knows no bounds. While she doesn’t live within the town proper, she is a resident for tax purposes, and her grandfather did found the town, so the judges are allowing it. Give it up for… Apple Fritter!!!"

From the other side of the arena, a yellow earth pony walked in. With her mane pulled back in a pair of ponytails and thigh high white socks, she was cute as a button. Her eyes were locked on Cloudchaser and didn't waver for a second as the assembled ponies made their enthusiasm known.

In the centre of the stage, the bed was still being prepped, giving the two mares time to size each other up.

"Looks like we might have a slight delay, folks. But no matter, it seems that our competitors are already engaging in a little bit of pre-match trash talk!"

Cloudchaser walked forward slowly, eyes gauging Fritter's flanks and posture. "So, you're the pony my sister is shacking up with?" Cloudchaser said, her eyes narrowing on Apple Fritter’s body. "No matter. By the time I'm done with you, you're going to be screaming out my name."

Apple Fritter wasn't one to be daunted by words. After all, she was an Apple, and they preferred to do rather than say. "I know all the sweet spots on your body, Cloudy. I've enjoyed every one of them with your sister." Apple Fritter paused for a second to lick her lips. "She's tasty. You'll be begging me for another go once I'm done fucking your fritter."

Cloud Kicker switched her gaze to Apple Fritter's socks. "Fancy. Cashmere?"

Apple Fritter shook her head. "Wouldn’t you like to know? No matter, you’ll find out as I rub you out of this competit- "

Before they could say more, the ponies changing the sheets signaled that they were done.

"Mares and Gentlecolts, looks like we are ready to get underway with the next round. Competitors, remember that wingplay is fair game, but flying is banned. At any time that wings are in play, one hoof must always be on the ground. Keep it clean and let the next match in the Biennial Sex Contest begin."

Both mares climbed up onto the bed. Having just been changed, the sheets and pillows were perfect and crisp. Neither mare noticed though. Each only had eyes for their opponent.

"Screw her, Fritter!" A voice came from the competitor's rest tent "Fuck my sister!"

Apple Fritter's eyes waivered for just a second as she looked for the source of the voice.It proved to be a costly mistake.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a lilac blur speed towards her, and before she could react, she was knocked down to the ground while Cloudchaser stood above her and smirked. A hoof trailed down Fritter’s chest, making its way towards her nethers, and while her own socks may have been mink, Cloudchaser's were most certainly mode of very fuzzy, cashmere wool.

Apple Fritter squirmed as Cloudchaser slid the hoof between her legs. She tried to roll away or shove Cloudchaser away, but the pegasus had all the leverage. A moment later she felt lips on hers as Cloudchaser moved in for the kill.

Cloudchaser's fuzzy hoof massaged her nethers, rubbing lightly, but insistently, while she kissed Apple Fritter, who resisted for but a moment before melting into the kiss and returning it. Fritter's legs spread apart just a hair, giving Cloudchaser’s hoof free reign. Occasionally, Cloudchaser switched from rubbing her slit to brushing against her teats, the nubs hardening in response to the stimuli.

"Looks like Cloudchaser is off to an early lead!" Spike called from the announcer's box. "How long can Apple Fritter hold out under such an overpowering assault?"

Spike's words refocused Apple Fritter. She was in a competition, not in bed with Flitter; she had to fight back. I can't go out like this, she thought as Cloudchaser sloppily tongued her. She had to hold up the Apple Family honour, just as cousin Applejack had done in her round. Flitter had told her to fuck her sister, and that was exactly what she was going to do.

Gathering all of her legs together, she bucked upwards, sending Cloudchaser flying up into the air for a moment. Instinctively, Cloudchaser's wings spread open, locking into the flight position to steady herself as she came back down the stage; something that all pegasi had been taught to do since the day they learned to spread their wings.

The second her wings started to spread open, they were both engulfed in a blue magical glow and pinned back to her sides. Without her wings to guide her down, Cloudchaser fell down in a clumsy heap, sprawling out on the bed, defenseless and practically presenting herself to Apple Fritter; just as had been planned.

"Mmmm, no flying. You know the- AAAhhHHHH! rules." A mare's voice came from up at the judging stand.

Apple Fritter looked up. Looking down at her and Cloudchaser, Princess Cadance's horn was glowing as she ensured that the rules were followed. Every few seconds, she seemed to be squirming on her couch, gasping or moaning. Poking out from between her legs, Apple Fritter could just make out a blue mane and a white horn.

Looks like somepony else is enjoying themselves. Apple Fritter wasted no more time getting back to her hooves. Cloudchaser was still trying to scramble her way back out of the heap she had fallen into. Before she could get up again, Apple Fritter was behind her.

Fritter's fore hooves spread Cloudchaser’s rump apart, revealing her more intimate folds. The first signs of arousal were beginning to appear; the flushing of the tender flesh and drops of pre-cum lubricating the walls. Without hesitation, Apple Fritter leaned in and licked up from the base of Cloudchaser's clit right up to just below her dock.

She tasted so much like her sister, Apple Fritter closed her eyes and pretended that it was Flitter she was eating out. Her marefriend's pussy was warm and sweet, and her tongue explored inside, teasing and testing every nook and cranny. Mare juice covered her snout as she mashed her face against Cloudchaser's pussy, grinding hard.

In her current position, Cloudchaser couldn't get her hind legs free to stand up, and Apple Fritter clearly had an advantage over her when it came to eating carpet; her tongue seemed to know just how to please her in ways that none of her male lovers had ever even come close to, and Apple Fritter’s socks were tickling the nerves along her withers. She could already feel the tingling sensations that heralded the onset of climax. If she didn't escape soon, it would all be over.

It was time to play dirty.

Unfurling her wings again, Cloudchaser pushed them both straight down, lifting her body up off the ground and with the aid of her forelegs, she used them as a spring, cartwheeling up and pushing Apple Fritter onto her back again and sending them both sprawling.

But this time, Cloudchaser was ready for it. She had a plan; a little something she had learned during her all too brief tour serving with the Wonderbolts.

More like the Wonderbangs, she thought as she quickly twisted into position while Apple Fritter tried to recover. "Here's a little something Fleetfoot taught me behind the bike sheds," she whispered into Apple Fritter's ear. "The Academy wasn't all flying lesson; they made sure we had a few fucking lessons as well."

Before Apple Fritter could do anything, Cloudchaser grabbed her and spun them onto the bed. Rather than just wind up on top, she twisted until she had both her fore hooves under Apple Fritter's shoulders in a half nelson hold. With her hind legs, she twined between Apple Fritter's and spread them apart for the judges; not too much that she risked hurting Apple Fritter, but enough so that she couldn’t just wriggle free. She made sure that they were facing the judges box; she wanted them to see what was going to happen. Cadance was still watching intently, while her husband tenderly pleasured her. Celestia and Luna were also watching, while the two royal guards assigned to protect them today were busy trying to hide rising wingboners.

With her legs pinned, Apple Fritter was totally at her mercy as Cloudchaser's wings folded up and replaced her arms in holding Apple Fritter in place. They snaked down over her cutie marks and grazed the fluff of fur just above her…

"Eeepp!" Apple Fritter yelped as Cloudchaser's wing feathers teased her lips. It was a stretch, but Cloudchaser could just reach. With feather light strokes, Cloudchaser stroked her nipples and prodded her opening. Apple Fritter struggled, but she was held tight this time; Cloudchaser had her and she wasn't about to let go.

Juice slicked over Cloudchaser's wings as they went to town on Apple Fritter. Fleetfoot had been most diligent in her instruction in this position, and Cloudchaser could feel the signs coursing through Apple Fritter's body. Even still, she had one more trick up her sleeve.

Apple Fritter shuddered, trying hard to delay the onset of her climax, focusing on even breathing to carry her through, but Cloudchaser changed her technique and started to massage her clit and probe inside her vagina, treating her wingtips like crude dildos.

When she felt that Apple Fritter was just about on the cusp, Cloudchaser unleashed her final move. Nuzzling up against the back of Apple Fritters head, she lightly bit the tip of her ear; not hard enough to cause any pain, but just enough to send a sudden unexpected shock through her body.

"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Apple Fritter's body twitched once, shuddering as pleasure worked its way outwards from her cunt. Cloudchaser felt a wave of warm fluid coat her legs, and she knew that she had victory. She released Apple Fritter at once, letting her slump down to the bed before scissoring her legs and pressing her cunt to Apple Fritter’s. Cloudchaser rode out Apple Fritter’s climax, humping her throbbing clit until Cloudchaser joined her in orgasmic bliss, throwing her head back and screaming in pleasure. The heat between them was incredible as their slick pussies slid over each other, twitching and spasming with every press.

Slowly, they both came down, panting and flushed with pleasure. As soon as she felt she was able, Cloudchaser looked up at Princess Cadance, who looked back down at her and nodded once to Spike.

"And we have a winner, mares and gentlecolts. Showing stunning versatility and a fine example of creative wing use, the winner of this round is Cloudchaser!" Around the area, ponies showed their enthusiasm while the service ponies in charge of changing the sheets ran out again, fresh linen clutched between their teeth.

Cloudchaser extended a hoof and helped Apple Fritter back up to her hooves. The earth pony looked downcast that she had lost.

“Don’t feel bad,” Cloudchaser said, leaning in close as they both walked towards the competitors tent. “I’d be willing to stage a rematch later on. Say, your house?”

Despite her disappointment, Apple Fritter smiled and gave a half hearted laugh. “You’re on, Cloudy. Now get out there and win this thing.”

Cloudchaser looked back at the stage. She’d only have a little while to get ready for her next match. Rainbow Dash would be tough competition, but she was all flash and no endurance.

Breaking away from Apple Fritter, she headed for the showers. A quick scrub and Rainbow Dash wouldn’t know what hit her…

Author's Notes:

This chapter was contributed by Fimbulvinter and edited by JumbledThought.

Cloudchaser vector by: quanno3.
Apple Fritter vector by: leopurofriki.
Background by: MLP Vector Club.

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