The Elements of Harmony masturbate together.

Thanks to Avid Reader for this unique request!

This is a premise explained in my other story, A Different Kind of Love. Essentially, the Elements of Harmony are linked via magic, and can see/hear/feel one another’s thoughts. I’ll explain it a little at the beginning. In short, humanized thought-reading clop imminent.

Categories: Human, A Different Kind of Love, Masturbation

Warnings: Nothing too major

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“Touch me”

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Twilight Sparkle groaned as she sat up in her bed, ruffling her hair as she fought to shake the early-morning grogginess. “Curse you, erratic sleep schedule.” She moaned, slowly extricating herself from the tangled sheets. Once she was on her feet, she could finally wake up. She took a few moments to stretch languorously, feeling her joints pop with a satisfying sound. “Ooh,” Her hands worked a kink out of her ribs, wondering if she had slept in the wrong position again… No matter, she hardly slept anymore as it were.

Mornin’ Twi! Ah see yer up early. Twilight whirled around, searching her room for the eerie voice.

“Who’s there?!” She asked, feeling panic and concern well up in her throat.

It’s me, Twi. Remember? That link thingy y’all did to us?

Realization flooded into her sleepy mind, making her sag with relief. This wasn’t another voice she was hearing, it was a thought. Applejack’s thought.

Sorry, AJ… I don’t know why I keep forgetting that we even have it…

Hehe. Applejack’s chuckle was almost audible to Twilight, though it technically wasn’t a sound wave being made. Another late-night study session followed by restlessness, eh Twi?

You could say that… Twilight almost said it out loud, but her words would have gone unheard. She had to think it for anyone else inside the link to hear it.

You know what you need, Twi?

Do tell, AJ…

You need some good, old-fashioned hard labor. Ah tell ya, every time I’m out here harvestin’ the trees, workin’ up a good ‘ol sweat, workin’ out the muscles, ah’m plum tuckered out by th’ end uh the day. Alls ah cin think about is takin’ a hot shower, drinkin’ a tall glass uh hard cider, an’ passin’ out for mah forty winks. Despite the ineloquent delivery, Applejack DID have a point… Twilight seldom got the chance to exercise. Perhaps she had too much energy built up to be properly tired by the end of the night? Tell you what, sugar. Y’all come on out to th’ farm, and ah promise ah’ll have yeh right tired by the end o’ the day. Whaddya say?

You know what, Applejack? That sounds divine. I’m assuming I’ll want to wear something that I don’t mind getting dirty in?

Well you shore as shoot don’t wanna wear your gala dress! Even over the link, their joined laugh reminded Twilight why she was friends with such good people.

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“Phew! I’m beat!” Twilight groaned, slumping down in the chair on Applejack’s front porch.

“Y’all did a good job out there today, Twi. Ah know you’ve proven yourself before with th’ harvest, y’know, when I was bein’ an idiot. But ah never expected to see you work that hard. Here, sugar.” Applejack handed a tall mason jar filled with some dark brown liquid and ice to Twilight. The magi gladly accepted the glass, curious what it was that was inside. A first sip revealed it to be nothing other than an extremely hard cider. She coughed a little, grimacing at the bitter bite of alcohol.

“Sh-shit…” She coughed, holding a hand to her chest.

“Hahaha! Y’all might be able to work like a human, but you shore drink like a magi.” Applejack thumped her on the back, making her sputter some more. “Ah’ve got some wine coolers leftover from Applebloom’s birthday party iffen you want one of them.”

“Please.” Twilight handed the glass back off to her, which Applejack took no time wasting in downing half the liquid inside. She didn’t even grimace before swaggering off to get Twilight something more tame. Sitting on the front porch, Twilight was able to relax for what felt like the first time since lunch. Big Mac had come around in their beaten-up old truck and handed off a large picnic basket filled to the brim with sandwiches, salad, mashed potatoes, gravy, and all sorts of hearty food. Twilight couldn’t eat all of it, but what she missed Applejack gladly ate. They both polished off half a gallon of water apiece and then had set back in on the work.

Now, at around six in the evening, Twilight was left with nothing to do but wait for Applejack to return with her drink, and watch the sun set. It was getting along into Autumn, and all the trees were turning brilliant shades of yellow, golden, and red. All day long, they had harvested massive, soft golden delicious apples, along with a few reds here and there. There were not granny smiths to be seen in the orchard. Twilight loved this time of year. The air was chill, the sky was clear at night, and everything was quiet. Solemn.

“Here.” She started a bit as Applejack handed her an open bottle of some sparkling liquid. She took it, smiling sheepishly at Applejack’s grin. “Jumpy?”

“Yeah, just kinda spaced out. I guess I am really tired.”

“Well that there pussy beer ain’t gonna get you drunk enough to pass out.” Applejack quipped, grinning as she took a hearty sip of her cider. Twilight chuckled and sipped at the liquid, thankful for the much less-pronounced bite of alcohol in the liquid. It tasted good, cold, and smooth.

“I think I can pass out on my own, thank you very much.” Twilight chuckled. Applejack sat in the chair next to hers, the two of them looking out over the orchard while they enjoyed a drink.

“Y’all did a good job today, Twi. Ah’m glad we got yer help.”

“Thanks, AJ.” Twilight said, smiling softly. “I think this was just what I needed. Some good, hard, physical labor.”

“Yeh… Only one thing tuckers me out better n’ harvestin’.” Applejack grinned as Twilight shot her a quizzical glance. “Fuckin’.”

“Ppbth!” Twilight spit her drink out, thankful most of it arced over the railing and into the yard. Applejack erupted into laughter, stomping her feet and slapping her bare knee at Twilight’s reaction. It really wasn’t a topic of conversation they visited often. Granted, they had all shared one detail or another about their personal lives, it was just that Twilight hadn’t been expecting it in that moment. “Th’ look on yer face! Bahahahaha!”

“Oh shush,” Twilight slapped Applejack’s stomach with the back of her hand, blushing as she sat back in her chair.

“Seriously, though.” Applejack wiped tears of mirth from her eyes, still chuckling softly. “There ain’t nothin’ better ‘n givin’ someone a good, hard ride, stretchin’ out, and sleepin’ the day away.” Twilight sipped at her drink, mulling the taste and Applejack’s words over… There was much truth to what she was saying. Nothing seemed to tire Twilight out like sex. Sweaty, hard, rough lovemaking. What she would give to go home, stretch out on her bed, and open her legs to someone who would ride her nice and hard.

“I gotta go.” Twilight stood suddenly. Applejack smiled up at her, that expression on her face meaningful in more ways than just one.

“Why’s that, sugar?” Twilight glared at her before slamming the rest of her drink.

“I blame you for this.”

“And ah accept the blame. Twi?” Applejack caught her just as Twilight stepped down off of the front porch. “Use somethin’ better than a hairbrush.”

“Ugh!” Twilight stomped off, leaving Applejack on the porch with tears in her eyes as she burst out laughing once again.

Leaving was probably a very bad idea. It was a long walk to her house, and the air was only slightly chill. Room-temperature when she crossed from the long shadows into the small pockets of dying sunlight. She didn’t meet anybody, and there wasn’t anything to really look at, save for the trees. Which she had been looking at all day. So Twilight stewed. She walked as fast as she dared, praying the friction of her jeans inbetween her thighs wasn’t going to start a fire. It honestly felt like her crotch was going to combust at any moment. She walked so fast, in fact, that she was sweating again by the time she reached home.

“Heya Twi. How was Applejack’s?”

“Fine.” Twilight huffed, shutting the door behind her.

“Woah. Sorry I asked.”

“I’m sorry, Spike.” Twilight groaned, leaning back against the door. “I’m just exhausted… Applejack put me through the wringer.”

“Aah. No issues. Dinner’s in the oven whenever you want it. May I?”

“Hmm?” Twilight peered at him inquisitively, arching an eyebrow.

“Remember? Thursdays with the crusaders.”

“Right. Everfree camping.” She didn’t know why she didn’t spot Spike’s pack ready-made, sitting by the door. “Be careful?”

“Always. Besides, Sweetie Belle’s getting really good with her magic. We’ll be fine.” Twilight’s heart soared as Spike slipped past her, grabbing his pack and hoisting it onto his back. She would have the house to herself! “Bye!”

“See ya, buddy. Have fun.”

Was it just her and her dirty thoughts, or was there something more behind Spike’s grin at her words? Probably just her brain… She was about to head straight for her room at the top of the stairs when a draft from a nearby window pressed the damp cloth in the small of her back against her skin. She shuddered at the chill touch, realizing she was remarkably sweaty, and probably very dirty as well.

“Honestly,” She muttered gently. “It’s like the world wants me to suffer. I just wanna get off right now…” Instead of taking time with her favorite hairbrush, Twilight instead began to draw a bath. She added more soap than she normally did, and laid out a couple of washrags. When she peeled her dirty shirt off, she grimaced at the smell that wafted past her nose. It wasn’t unpleasant, since it was her own, it was just… Musky. She really had worked hard, hadn’t she? When she peeled her jeans off, though, she was greeted with an unfortunate circumstance.

“Ugh… Look at that…” She ran a hand over the inside of her thigh, feeling a liquid other than sweat under her fingertips. “Soaked. These are probably ruined.” When she slowly slid her panties down, she couldn’t help but notice the large dark spot on the crotch. Yup, she had all but soaked through her underwear. Each soft brush to her tender center sent shivers shooting up her spine.

“Not now, Twi… Save it for after the bath…”

Twi? You there? Applejack’s thought came to her in a moment. Without realizing, she had turned on the link. It did have a sort of switch on it, so that one could enter and leave whenever they wanted. Sometimes, though, it was tricky to tell when it was on or off.

Yeah. What’s up, AJ? I’m about to take a bath.

Oh, that’s right… I forgot y’all don’t got a shower at your place.

Yeah… What of it?

Nah, nothin’… I was just gonna say iffen you had one, you might want to pick up one of them new showerheads. The kind where you can pull it off and aim the water?

Right. I remember seeing those at the hardware store last week. She had needed some extra-strength glue for a book binding, and her excursion into the seldom-used store had piqued her interest.

Yeah. Them’s the ones. Well, think about it, Twi… They have adjustable settin’s.

I’m afraid I don’t follow…

Think about it more, Twi. One of them settings is ‘massage.’ It took a moment for the message to sink in, but when she got it, it came with a fresh wave of wetness downstairs.

Oh you bitch…

Hahahahah! Jes thought ah’d let you know. Big Mac picked up one of ‘em las’ week. Ah’m tellin’ ya, Twi… It’s divine.

Oh shut UP! Twilight removed herself from the link, glowering as she stepped into the tub. She couldn’t have these thoughts, not right now. She needed to be clean so she could get to a point where she COULD have those thoughts. She scrubbed away, trying to focus on each inch of skin. Between the hot water and the rough scrubbing, Twilight’s skin was pink and fresh-feeling in ten minutes. Her fingers were beginning to wrinkle, though, so she rushed through cleaning her hair before pulling the plug and slipping out. Remembering then that Spike wasn’t home that night, she designated a single towel to drying off, and when she stepped out of the bathroom into the hall, she was bare. The cool air of the early evening washed over her skin, making her shiver just a little.

By the time her long hair was dry, she was already in her room, the towel draped over the back of the chair at her desk, and she was slowly laying backwards onto her comforter. “Finally,” She groaned, inhaling deeply through her nose. “Alone at last…”

Twilight had been waiting for this moment for what felt like the entire day. She could wait just a minute more. Time to take things slow… Her slender arm stretched out, reaching for the bottle of lotion on her bedside table. She popped the cap, depositing a small bit of the cream on her opposite hand. Closing the bottle once more, she spread half the cream to her free hand, then pressed both of them against her chest…

“Hmm.” She groaned, feeling the cool cream begin to warm up slowly. Her hands rubbed all over her breasts, from the underside up to her collarbone, over her nipples and down to her cleavage. She rubbed the lotion in everywhere, feeling how smooth and slick her skin was quickly growing… “Aah…” As her fingertips began to pay more attention to her nipples, she felt the flesh slowly grow hard… “Oh, yess…” Spike was nowhere near the house. The walls were thick, so no one nearby would hear her. Just to be safe, she cast a soundproofing spell on the room. Once that was finished, she returned to the lotion application…

“Haah…” She exhaled audibly through her mouth as she started rubbing the lotion in to her stomach, caressing each gentle curve from her ribcage down to her pubis…

“Oh fuck it.” Twilight couldn’t handle it anymore. Letting loose a throaty groan of fulfilled desire, Twilight delved in… Two fingers on her left hand spread her damp lips apart, while two from the other pressed deep inside… She felt her fingers glide over her wet walls with remarkable ease, filling that aching gap that she had been wanting to stuff for the past… Who knew how many hours.

Aahhn! The thought was not her own. In the heat of the moment, though, it might as well have been. She paid it no mind, her own already too wrapped up in thoughts of what wild and kinky sexual adventures could be taking place down there instead of her boring fingers. Oohh, yess… I needed this…

Tell me about it…

Woah, you guys too?

Oh… My…

Well, shoot.

Eer… Well, this is an awkward predicament…

Twilight froze. Her eyes were wide. Her fingers were still buried deep inside of her, but they didn’t move.

Five voices, five thoughts other than her own, had just entered her mind.

She was masturbating.

Uuh… I can explain…

Right, this must be some misunderstanding. A fluke, right, Twilight? Rarity’s thoughts seemed desperate as they entered Twilight’s mind, following shortly after Dash’s.

Wait, hang on, everyone chill out for a second… Twilight closed her eyes, trying to make sense of what exactly was happening. Her fingers slid out, resting flat on her pubis as she let her thoughts expand…

Are we… Are we ALL…?

Eeyup. I shore think so.

Uum…

My, how embarrassing…

Oh wow, that’s just too funny…

I know! Tell me about it! Twilight wasn’t the only one of the elements of harmony masturbating in that moment… In fact, all six of them were.

Hey, uh, Twi… This link thingy is cool and everything, but, uuh…

Can we… Uum… Shut it off? Both Dash and Fluttershy seemed apprehensive. Mood all but ruined, Twilight groaned and slumped down into her sheets.

You should be able to… Remember what I said when I first cast it, how you can imagine a candle.

Right… I’m tryin’ that, and I can still feel you guys. It’s more than it used to be… Like, I dunno… Like I can FEEL you guys in my head. Wow, that sounds like I’m a nutter, huhn? Only she wasn’t… Twilight could feel the exact same thing in that moment.

No, no, Rainbow Dash. I can understand you… I can feel it too. Fluttershy, are you in the shower, darling?

Mmhmm…

Twilight, it feels as if… Almost as if you’re laying in bed… No?

That’s right… Twilight could feel each sensation as Rarity listed it off. She could feel the water caress her skin, sliding down her body every which-way. Which was odd, since she had just gotten out of the bath. As she focused more on the feeling, though, other feelings began to flow into her… Feelings of…

Pinkie, are you using a dildo?

Uuh, duh! Of course! Nothing else really does it for me anymore, not unless I have, you know, somebody here. In me.

Okay, I get it…

With their cock.

RIGHT.

Or fingers. Or a tongue! Did you know sometimes girls are better at licking than guys? It was scary the first time I had it done by a girl!

Oh my sweet… I can’t believe I’m having this conversation right now… Twilight couldn’t quite hear it, but she knew that Fluttershy squeaked…

Alright, look… It appears as if the link spell I performed has some sort of transubstantiation…

Uuh, Twi… Not all of us here are magi. And those of us that are, only half of ‘em are any good.

Hey!

Sorry, Rarity. But you cain’t hold a candle to Twi. You mind tellin’ us in, uuh… Layman’s terms what that means? Twilight sighed, groaning as she writhed atop the sheets. Pinkie’s dildo was making her feel like she was filled… That, and Fluttershy’s shower made her entire body throb with pleasure… This was such an odd experience…

It’s like… I can feel what you guys are feeling, all of you… To extrapolate on what Rarity was guessing, I can tell that Fluttershy is in the shower, Applejack is sitting in a chair, Rarity is on her bed with the silk sheets, Pinkie is using a dildo of sorts, and Dash is on a cloud. Me? I’m on my bed. You should all feel in your right hand a plastic bottle. But you’re probably not holding a plastic bottle. Twilight grabbed the lotion she had been using earlier, wincing a little as Pinkie shifted her position. The dildo inside of her twisted a little, making her shudder.

Just like I’m sure not every single one of us is taking a shower. Not every single one of us is using a dildo-

Though you should be!

-and I sure as hell don’t have silk sheets.

You should, darling… Simply divine.

Uuh… Is there a way to shut it off…? Fluttershy grounded them all back in reality with a simple question. One that Twilight had difficulty focusing on, thanks to Pinkie, but it was a good question. Twilight bit her lip, thinking hard.

Oof, ow… Twi, take it easy with the calculations and whatnot… That’s hurtin’ mah brain…

Yeah, me too… Hard enough to calculate wind trajectories, let alone all that…

Oh… So you can hear my thoughts, too?

Most of them… Some of that was just meaningless jibberish, darling.

Hey guys! I got an idea! Twilight sighed as she felt the sensation of being filled subside, taking with it some of her strength. She collapsed onto the mattress, sighing as she oozed a little more wetness.

An’ what sorta idea is that, sugar?

How about… Pinkie paused for a moment. We all ROLL WITH IT!

AAHN!

OOH!

F-ahk! Pinkie!

Ow! Ow, please, ow!

Woah! A little warning next time, Pinkie!

Haah… Fluttershy, are you okay?

Uuhn… Owwww…

Pinkie, in classic pinkie style, had been the first in their group to take things the next step in the direction they all wanted to go, but none of them wanted to walk. Twilight arced her back off of the bed as soon as she felt the dildo ram back inside of… Her? Them? Pinkie? Whoever. It filled her up, too, made her gasp as she was violated. Well, maybe not violated… But definitely forced. Despite the thin thoughts from Fluttershy, who was now leaning back against the shower wall, none of them felt pain… Maybe a little bit of discomfort, but the movements was surprisingly nice.

Fluttershy, say something…

don’tstop

Wha…?

Don’t… Ngh… Stop…

That’s the spirit! Right then, here we go!

AAAAHHNN! Twilight bucked her hips off of the bed once more, this time thanks to several rough, rapid-fire thrusts from Pinkie’s toy. She shuddered softly, feeling the massive shaft glide in and out of her soaked walls with ease… The water caressed her front, coursing down between her legs, and the silk sheets on her back made her shiver even more. To top it all off, blood was rushing down into her legs, thanks to her sitting position, and the cloud holding it all up made her feel weightless.

Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Applejack, Rarity… They were all contributing… Time for Twilight to help out. Grabbing the bottle of lotion once more, she poured a healthy portion directly onto her stomach.

Ooohh… That feels really slick…

Is that lotion…? Haah!

Y-yeah… Ngh… I’ll… Help out… Twilight found it difficult to focus on spreading the lotion, thanks to Pinkie’s rough touch, but she was able to spread it over her stomach, at least… It felt divine, the way her hands caressed every little curve, spreading the warm, slippery lotion all over her body… Dare she say, she could get used to this…?

Ooh… Ooh, girls, I’m going to…

Aah! I’m so close!

Hmm! Hmm!

Ah’m gonna…!

Don’t stop! Don’t stop!

Come ooooooonn I’m gonna-

Twilight’s hand flew to her crotch, and not a second too soon…

CUM!

If her palm hadn’t been there to deflect the brunt of her orgasm, Twilight would have undoubtedly hit the far wall. The combination of all five pleasures mingling into one, coupled with the orgasms of five other people… Twilight’s post-orgasmic mind reeled with the implications of the exponential factors involved in the-

Blackness.

Twi?

I think she passed out…

-----Notes from the Author-----

Written in about an hour and a half. I liked this request, and I may revisit it at some point. No promises.