Quill was the first to collapse onto the bed as Rainbow drove her tongue cervical deep and came, releasing pent up stress and sweet, angelically perfumed nectar onto Applejack’s awaiting tongue and muzzle. Freed from Rainbow’s grasp, Quill turned quickly and looked at Applejack. Both mares licked their lips and stood, faced each other, then, while standing over a sweating, matted, panting Rainbow Dash, began to kiss.

Tongues danced, heated breathes exchanged, and arousal moans filled the room as Applejack let Quill push her to the bed and turned around. Knowing they were both still in the mood and needed release, Applejack having the longest way to go, Quill started to nibble above Applejack’s slit while Applejack wasted no time.

The flavor and scents in the room were manna to her senses and she was quickly lost to a more primal, animalistic need and craving for sex and release. She swallowed Quill’s fluids as she finally felt her body being touched and nibbled. Her neck mane prickled in excitement as she waited for her to be tasted and enjoyed.

A moan left Quill and her thighs trembled, tightening and folding Applejack’s ears uncomfortably as Quill let a guttural whinney from the deepest parts of her being out… Then she collapsed onto Applejack’s body, trembling and breathing in raspy breaths.

“Uh,” Applejack wiggled her head until her ears were free and swallowed, “Sugarcube?”

A chorus of snores suddenly replied to Applejack’s dismay. With a controlled shove she was free from the sleeping mare that was on her. With a sigh Applejack sat up and huffed at the preening mucus that was splotted against her left hind leg. She rolled to her belly and wiped her leg off on the blanket as she looked at the pegasi asleep haphazardly on the bed next to her and the oversized dildo from before.

With another sad sigh she moved to the side of the bed, climbed off, and left the mares to sleep their time away. But not before going to Quill’s toy chest and taking a far smaller toy for herself. “Ah’ll name ya Little Dashie fer the next few minutes,” she said quietly as she left the main room for a short two minutes alone in the guest room and its carpet that was soft to her belly.

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“AJ, I said Ah’m sorry. Are ya mad?”

“Rainbow, Ah don’t know what’s gotten inta ya. It was yer first time like that, Ah ain’t sore,” she smiled inwardly. She was a bit sore from what she’d done to herself, but Rainbow didn’t need to know that and Quill wouldn’t tell. “It isn’t a bad thing ta fall asleep after’n Ah got a good nap in too.

“B-but, you were in the other room. You must be so upset with me,” Rainbow mumbled as she hovered beside Applejack, “Ah swear, I’ll make it up to you. I’ll-”

“Now, don’t get yerself inta a tizzy. We’ve got days ta make up fer it and I, fer one, can use a good tooth brushin’ and muzzle wash. All that mess in mah fur’s gonna chafe if Ah don’t get it out. And the same to you,” Applejack winked to Rainbow.

“Oh, you’re plannin’ something. It… won’t hurt, will it?”

“Ah can’t promise that… especially after the way ya handled half ‘a that… what’d Quill call it?”

Rainbow blushed and looked away. “Nevermind, I’m kinda sore about that.”

“Ah betcha are,” Applejack guffawed as she trotted quicker. “C’mon, it ain’t that late. Ah wanna see Twilight’n her new beau.”

“That Sun guy? What’s the big deal with him and her?”

“Well, as far as Ah can see it, she’s inta him more than he’s inta her, but that’s why I don’t have a coltfriend. The dang gender can’t figure out what they want.”

“So, what if we walk in on them rutting?”

“Then we join in, twice in a night sounds good and four-”

“AJ?! Seriously? What the-” Rainbow was in shock, so much so her wings closed to her sides as she landed and she had to fight them from opening stiffly. Then she noticed Applejack snickering.

“Ah’m just messin’ Dashie. C’mon, let’s get and see Twi before it’s too late.”

Rainbow pouted as she relaxed. “That’s not very funny. You know I want it like, all the time.”

“Yeah,” Applejack sighed as she looked up to the stars, “we’ve knocked a few apples loose over the past couple weeks on the farm. Lookit the sky, Sugarplum. Ain’t it beautiful?”

“Yeah, I guess. So, are you really not mad at me for, ya know.”

Applejack rolled her eyes but didn’t answer.

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