Well, that was something. I can’t believe AJ doesn’t like apples. Well, I can, since it’s all she’s ever really talked about. Her whole life is around ‘em. Even her cutie mark is of ‘em. I wonder if she’ll ever tell the real story about her cutie mark? One last squeeze and a tap on her rump. That's it, give me the look.

I love the smell in her mane. It’s something she can’t hide or cover; pineapple. She sneaks them all the time. I guess tonight will be the night I have to come clean too. I can’t be one-upped by AJ, even if she is my marefriend.

“So, does that mean we can stop havin’ apples so often?” I asked with a grin. I made sure to keep some food in my teeth so they’ll have a giggle. The look on AJ’s face, it’s like she just had an orgasm after a long week. Just, so much relief. Those freckles. Can’t. Look. Away.

“Sugarplum, we’ll have less, but they’re free so Ah’m gonna be bringin’ ‘em home still.”

Everypony is going back to their places and finished eating their snacks, still loving them. At least they don’t have to live with apples in everything.

But, I do love her baking. Apple stuff is good, but too much gives me gas. I can’t tell her that though. She’d be upset. Just look at her smiling.

“Ya know what else’ll be a good thing?” AJ said with a laugh, “apples give me gas, so that problem’ll fix itself.”

I love her so much, I could be a baby tree. Haha, I’m gonna use that one someday, it’ll get laughs everywhere. Mmm, I love, sniffing her mane too.

“Well, who’s up for a game?!” I shouted so loud Fluttershy coughed on her food. Pinkie grinned in that freaky way she does.

“I am, I am!” Pinkie giggled bouncing on the couch. Alright, time to break in the budding feathers.

“Okay, first off,” I said grinning at Pinkie and ‘Shy, “kissing contest,” I waved my hoof like it was no big deal.

“O-oh, oh my. Um, you see-”

“I love it! Let’s get ready,Flutterpie.” Pinkie’s licking her lips, getting ready. And ‘Shy’s blushing. If they even cheek kiss I’d be amazed. Maybe three or four party nights and they’ll kiss open mouthed. Oh that’d be so hot…

I better fly over to ‘Shy. “Don’t worry, it’s you against the cuddlers,” I whisper to her a great tip, “just turn and show ‘em your plot, you’re guaranteed to win.”

She’s turning so red it was almost orange, like, AJ. If she had freckles I’d ravage her on the spot. NO! Focus, games, not sex. GAMES, not sex; with your super cute best friend that you’ve known forever and has always made you think funny things...

Wow, really brain? Or would that be my pussy? It’s so tough to know which is my boss sometimes.

“Let’s move this table and get to it.” I’m getting this side and AJ just grabbed the other in her mouth. Those strong, firm jaws that can pull a pin feather like a drop of water on my nose… Whew, it’s getting warm back there. Heh.

“Okay, here’s the rules,” I’d better sit so Aj doesn’t get the scent I make when I’m turned on, “first, we close the windows and shades,” the stallions got it. Two windows, they’ll be quick, “second, only couples kiss. Third,” winking at AJ; check, “kiss and mean it, winner gets a prize!”

“Ooo, I wanna prize,” Pinkie said excitedly.

…

Five minutes of encouraging and finally Pinkie is at least standing next to Fluttershy and Muddy is looking at Dav like he’s gonna win. I love this game, but there’s only one problem...

“Ready?” I raised my right hoof.

“Set?” AJ raised her left.

We’re dropping them in 3, 2, 1. “GO!”

Dav and Muddy are going right to it, their lips touching, their tongues lapping each other’s noses and lips like dogs. Not bad.

Have Pinkie and Fluttershy started? So awkward, they’re looking at each other, then the floor, then rubbing their knees with their forehooves, then back to the looking. Lame. Maybe six more nights...

“C’mon ‘Shy, you can do it!” I’m gonna get her going, or at least not be called a chick for not helping. YES! Now everypony’s chanting, getting her going. She’s looking at Pinkie more… C’mon ‘Shy, let me see your soft pink tongue lick your soft, warm, cottony lips… STOP IT PUSSY BRAIN!

Oh my gosh, she’s finally leaning forward and her lips touched Pinkies. I Pinkie’s back is wiggle like jello. That mare is so random. Holy, their lips are touching. Darn, I’m breathing heavy.

Now it’s getting hot! Seeing Fluttershy start to kiss Pinkie was good, but now they’re getting into it. Their eyes are closed and their hooves are caressing each other’s bodies, they’re about to, yeah, that’s it, rear up and hug. Holy Luna, I’m gonna need to use the bathroom soon.

The cuddlers got back while I was watching the foolers, let’s see and, oh yeah; Muddy pounced on Davenport, holding him down. Their tongues fighting in their mouths, now the problem I have watching cuddlers go at it, they’re starting to poking out.

I know AJ hates to see that part of a stallion, but I can’t look away. They’re making out and just rubbing their cocks together like crazy all over their bellies! Luna, what would I wouldn’t give to be in the middle of them. Both of them stuffing me, my pussy and ass, rocking me between them while they kiss. Damnit, I’m matting my fur back there.

Aaand now AJ’s giving me ‘seriously’ look. Heh, I’m grinding the carpet, can’t hide that. I’ll use my ‘oops’ smirk. Gosh she makes me uncomfortable when she sees me get turned on by…

“Holy crap,” I better point, AJ has to see this. Her jaw dropped. In the few seconds I was staring at the cuddlers Fluttershy had taken top of Pinkie and was kissing her all over her neck.

Pinkie isn’t giggling, she’s panting. Sweet Celestia… “AJ, do you smell that?” She smells it too, and ‘Shy’s leg. It’s doing the knee thing right in Pinkie’s moist, wet, cotton candy smelling spot. I don’t know if I can make it. This’ the hottest make out ever. What the hay is going on here?

I can’t breathe, it’s so hot, mmm, need to kiss AJ. Can’t stop myself.

Ohhh yeah, she’s in the mood too. Her warm lips, soft tongue, taste of apples. Woah, haha, now she’s gonna be on top? Oh this’ so hot. “I want you so bad, AJ.”

“Okay.” Wait, why’s she all breathy, we can’t really do it, can we? Right, “mmm,” here. Oh, she’s nibbling my neck, oh shit, I can’t take it anymore.

Oh my... What could happen next?!