Babs Bloomed [NSFW]

Yes, another clopfic from your’s truly. This one at the request of jjtheduder, and it will hopefully take less time to get finished than Mashing Button did.
 
Fair warning: This will contain an aged up Babs Seed and Apple Bloom, futa, incest, masturbation both male(?) and female and my usual shenanigans regarding unrealistic performance and production. Oh, and most perverse of all anthro, so run while you can.
 

 
 
Apple Bloom folded her arms and stared up at the ceiling, idly wondering when her cousin was coming to bed. The mare always seemed to take far, far longer than necessary to finish up in the bath which Bloom had put down to big city ways though that seemed wrong for some tenuous reason, possibly having to do with the fact that by the second week of the summer her cousin was at least as scruffy as she herself was.
 
The teenage mare sat up in bed. She wasn’t tired, and since her eighteenth birthday had come and gone it wasn’t like Applejack could mandate her bed time anymore. Besides sleep was an impossibility this early as she and her cousin would stay up at least half the night anyways giggle, gossiping and telling ghost stories.
 
An impish smile spread across her face. If Babs was going to keep her waiting, then Apple Bloom resolved to enjoy some childish mischief of her own.
 
With exaggerated care she slunk over to the big wardrobe that dominated one corner of the room and stepped inside with a suppressed giggle. The prank, if it could even be called that, was silly and childish and she knew this but things being silly and childish had never, to her knowledge stopped the two of them from having fun thus far this summer.
 
She crouched as low as she could and readjusted her nightdress. Keeping the door open just a crack she peered out into the darkness of her room and waited.
 
And waited.
 
And waited.
 
“Celestia above what’s keeping her?!” the young mare groused. Her legs were starting to cramp up and her back was beginning to ache from the tension of holding herself there when she heard the creak of the door and light from the hallway spilled into the room. She saw Bab’s shadow spill out across the floor and hesitate.
 
Come on, she thought, get in her so I can say this wasn’t a stupid waste of time!
 
“Bloom?” Babs called out, “You in here?”
 
Well now I got no choice but to do it! Bloom though.
 
Babs paused, listening for a moment before stepping in and shutting the door behind her. There was the sound of a lock being turned that gave Apple Bloom pause. Is she trying to lock me out?
 
The moon was full and shining so that she could see her cousin clearly from her hiding place. Babs was dressed for bed in her baggy sweat pants and a loose fitting tank top, which as Bloom watched the manehatten mare pulled up over her head and dropped to the floor.
 
Apple Bloom flushed. Her cousin was not wearing a bra, and her full, plump breasts were allowed to hang free in the moonlight.
 
Bloom had never seen her cousin naked before, and now seeing her bare breasts of ripe and squeezably large made her feel both dirty and the tiniest bit warm between her legs. She recalled the first time she’d seen Sweetie and Scootaloo naked as adults, and further recalled what they’d done together that night.
 
This is so wrong, she bit her lip as she watched. Babs ran her hands up over her thick, muscular belly to cup her breasts and as Bloom watched the mare fondled and groped herself while letting out a low hiss of breath. Her thumbs brushed over her nipples and in the silvery moonlight Bloom could see them getting hard as the warmth between her own thighs increased.
 
Babs actually hefted one of her jugs up and bent her neck to wrap her lips around the nipple and almost without realizing it Bloom found that her hand had gone to her chest to grope and fondle the full flesh of her own breasts beneath the thin fabric of the night dress. She bit back a gasp as she felt first one, then the other nipple harden beneath her touch and then the fabric rasping across the small nub of flesh.
 
When Babs let the nipple fall from her mouth it gleamed with her saliva in the moonlight and from her hiding place Bloom felt her own mouth water at the thought of spit shining its opposite number. The warmth between her thighs was burning low and hot now, her pussy begging for a finger or two to be slid in.
 
She watched hypnotized by the sight as Babs walked over to the clothes hamper in the corner of the room, and her heart hammered in her throat as she watched the mare pull out a pair of panties.
 
The blush that had been building strength since her cousin’s shirt had come off now burned so harshly that Apple Bloom was surprised that she didn’t emit a scarlet glow from her hiding place. Babs brought the used undergarment to her nose and sniffed, trembling slightly before letting the panties drop from her hands.
 
The mare turned and walked to the bed, pausing to place her hands on her hips, and then pulling her sweat pants down over her firm, full backside, short tail thrashing as they reached her ankles.
 
Bloom nearly swore, desperately wishing that Bab’s would turn her back on the wardrobe and give her a view of what was undoubtedly a marvelous backside.
 
She saw it as Babs stepped out of the sweatpants, and at first Bloom did not believe her eyes. It hung halfway down her cousin’s thigh, hidden in shadow but unmistakable in shape. Her eyes traced the curve of the thick, half hard shaft and flared outline of the glans.
 
Bloom had never seen a naked stallion in anything but pictures which cycled like contraband among the teenaged mares of Ponyville, but there was no mistaking what Babs Seed had swinging between her thighs.
 
Babs had a cock, and Applebloom watched in dull shock as it hardened in the moonlight and beneath her cousin’s hand.
 
It dawned on Apple Bloom then exactly what she was about to witness. A small part of her screamed in outrage. This was her room darn it, and the only pony allowed to clop in her was her! And also Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle, but primarily her!
 
The larger part of her though simply settled in to watch.

O… omai…

Gotta love some anthro.
 
There’s so little of it around here :I

@gasmaskangel  
From her hiding place, Bloom stared in fascination as Babs’ stallionhood became more visible in the moonlight. It was fascinating in its ugliness, a long, turgid shaft with a thick ring of flesh at the middle that ended in a wide, rough flare. It suited her cousin well.
 
Babs was far from ugly, but was in truth more the type to be desscribed as handsome instead of pretty, especially with her short mane and tail. Her shoulders, broad and muscular lent her something of a mannish aspect as well though when your eyes drifted over her thick curves you rapidly forgot about those.
 
Even before her own sexual awakening, Bloom had evnied Babs’ breasts. Really she’d only understood that most boys considered big boobs attractive and that was it, but now as she saw the contrast between those soft, full mounds and the towering spear of flesh in between her legs she began to consider what it would be like to stroke her hands across them, or to taste the dark flesh of her nipples.
 
She wondered what her cock would feel like as well, as she watched her cousin stroking said organ with one hand, saw fingers wrap around the thick flesh and begin to tug it slowly andd firmly so that skin was visibly pulled tight and rolled along before her grip.
 
Apple Bloom was only half aware of pulling her night dress up, and of feeling the hot wet flow of her juices with shaking fingers.
 
Babs lay down on the bed face down, her ass in the air as if waiting for some invisible lover to mount her. She rolled her hips forward and let out a low growl of pleasure at the feel of the sheet’s rubbing her maleness.
 
From her hiding place, Apple Bloom stifled a groan as some nagging part of herself shouted internally about what her cousin was doing to the sheet and as the mare rose up that part of herself doubled in volume only to be silenced the crushing weight and heat of lust when Bloom saw the strand of fluid, made silvery in the moonlight, that hung from the tip of Bab’s cock.
 
She recalled one of the dirty pictures Scootaloo had shown her and Sweetie. A pair of stallions making love to the same mare.
 
It had kept Bloom’s fantasies going for a couple weeks, and she recalled the image of one, with his cock just before the mare’s open mouth connected by a similar string of fluid.
 
Babs’ climbed onto the bed properly now, spreadding her legs as if she knew she had an audience. It presented Apple Bloom with the best view of her cousin’s nude body yet, from her heavy, well muscled belly to her lusciously large breasts and down to the engorged length of her stallion flesh.
 
Bloom caught sight of her cousins testes then, and reflected that they would look more at home on a bull. One alone would have filled her hand, and she wondered how in Celestia’s name she could ever have missed something so big on the mare.
 
Babs’ hands roved over her towering cock, down to that heavy sack and then beneath it. Fingers slid into shadowed flesh and the mare growled.
 
“Fuckin’ A, I’ve waited two weeks for this,” she snarled as she slid her fingers in and out “fuckin’ Bloom and those tightass damn shorts…”
 
Apple Bloom blushed hot and hard for several reasons. The most annoying to her was Babs’ language. ‘Cussin,’ as Granny Smith refferred to it, was one of the things which genuinely got her into trouble these days and hearing her cousin freely drop one of the most forbidden words came as a shock.
 
More importantly though, was that her cousin was cussing her. Bloom wondered if somehow she had caused this, and felt a deliciously sinful thrill at the idea. It was the first time, to her knowledge, that anypony had ever thought of her as worth masturbating over.
 
As Babs slid her fingers out they glimmered in moonlight with her fluids. She leaned up against the headboard and sucked them into her mouth.
 
In the wardrobe, Apple Bloom mimicked her.
 
Babs leaned forward and guided her cock down against her chest, raised up her legs and wrapped her arms around them so that her stallionhood was sandwhiched between her breasts.
 
Bloom almost gave up the game then and there by giggling when she realized what her cousin was about to do. The mare began to buck her hips in short, quick jerks so that her length was slid up and down between her breasts.
 
Again she let out a long low moan that made her unseen observer shiver. She’d heard sounds like that before and relished them. It was like when she was between Scootaloo’s thighs, lapping at her sweet marehood and it was music to her ears.
 
Apple Bloom badly wanted a better look at the scene before her. She wanted to see Babs’ flared head rubbing in between those full tits, to see more of that clear fluid spilling onto her chest. She wondered what it would look like if Babs’ climaxed like that. She knew a stallion’s stuff was white and gooey, but that was pretty much it.
 
Then to her disappointment, Bab’s stopped and sat up. For a second she feared that her cousin had climaxed already, or even worse that she’d been discovered.
 
Bab’s shuffled up more so that her cock pointed straight up into the air, where it wobbled like a tall tree in the wind. She bent forward, hunching over till her muzzle was just a few scant inches away from the flared head, extended her tongue and licked it.
 
It was the single hottest thing Apple Bloom had ever seen in her life
 
Babs held her cock steady with one hand and bent it towards her face so that she could lick over the flat of the flared head, her trongue swirling around the tip which was now letting out a steady stream of the clear liquid. She bent over further and wrapped her lips around it slurped.
 
In her hiding place Bloom had once more slid her hand into her wetness. It felt like her loins were on fire as she watched her cousin somehow take more and more of her own length. Her clit felt like a red hot marble, desperately needing to be touched, and even her back door was twitching with a need for a finger or two to be slid in. The lust simply would not be denied.
 
The manuver Babs was preforming looked almost like a sit up, all in flexing her powerful abdominal muscles to mover her mouth up and down her cock. Occassionaly she’d lift her head up to breath deeply before licking her slick glans and again taking it in her mouth.
 
Bloom forced herself to be slow and careful with her masturbation as she watched. She had never been able to help being very vocal when her own climax broke, but ordinarily she could muffle that with a pillow or one’s of her friend’s lovely bodies.
 
The young mare wondered if Bab’s was imaging fucking her. Truth be told she hoped this was the case.
 
Not helping matters was the simple fact that if you squat, prepared to spring out of a wardrobe for longer than ten minutes or so, your legs begin to cramp up something fierce. Bloom needed to escape without being spotted and then find someplace where she could discretely finger both her holes till the lust was burned off.
 
But it did not come for a long time, and when it did there was almost no warning for Apple Bloom.
 
All she saw was her cousin tense up and completely stop moving. The Bab’s began to shake and her throat moved as if swallowing something. Then she coughed, sputtered, opened her mouth and altogether too much happened at once.
 
Babs’ cock swung free from her mouth, trailing and spurting long, thick streams of pearly white cum. It dripped from the mare’s maw, spilling a huge mouthful onto her bountiful breasts in a thick splatter.
 
It splashed in her face and stuck in her hair before continuing its arc to spray rope aft rope across the room.
 
This all quite startled Apple Bloom who tried to stand up in the wardrobe only to find her legs cramped and numb and she fell forward against the doors, knocking them open and tumbling out, directly in the path of one long shot of jism.
 
It smacked between her eyes, slimy, hot and molten with the heat of her cousin’s body. It smelled slaty and musky, a bit like how any pony would after a long day of work. She rolled with the fall to land on her side and lay there dazed for a moment.
 
She could hear Babs puffing and panting on the bed, saw her legs jerking and thrashing languidly.
 
Bab’s was trying to stand, and Bloom realized that she was still somehow cumming, fat ropes of semen still falling from her distended cock to splatter on the bed and floor.
 
The mare was staggering over to Bloom, her face dazed with pleasure and yet still she could see the anger in her cousin’s eyes.
 
She sank down over the smaller mare and before Apple Bloom could react clamped a hand over her mouth.
 
“What the fuck were ya doin’?” she hissed.
 
Bloom stared up at her with wide eyes, breathing frantically. She tried to speak but only managed a terrified squeak.
 
Both were like that for a long time. Finally, Babs whispered, “If I take my hand away will you scream?”
 
Bloom shook her head.
 
“You were cloppin’ in mah bed,” she said as soon as she could speak. There was no anger in her voice, all outrage smothered by fear and desire.
 
“And you were watching me!” Babs hissed back, “which one is creepier?!”
 
Apple Bloom looked away, embarrassed.
 
“Ah was plannin’ on jumpin out and scarin you when ya’all got back in the room,” she felt the blush rising as she spoke, “but then ya started takin’ yer clothes off and that suddenly seemed like a really bad idea.”
 
Babs rubbed at her temples.
 
“Celestia’s shapely ass Bloom, are ya still ten or something?!” she sighed.
 
“Ah’m sorry,” Bloom sniffed. Her eyes were starting to feel hot and prickly.
 
Babs stood up and now she looked away, unwilling to see the tears welling in her cousin’s eyes. She extended her hand to Bloom and helped her to her hooves.
 
“Look, its alright. Just kinda, ya know, embarrassing,” she looked back and saw Apple Bloom still sniffling.
 
“Sorry,” Bloom said, feeling perfectly awful.
 
Another long moment of silence followed.
 
“Hey, Bloom,” Babs finally spoke, all anger gone from her voice, “could ya please not mention my, ya know,” she gestured down at her still very hard stallionhood, “my thing?”
 
Apple Bloom nodded slowly. She was finally thinking again, most importantly about how Babs was making no attempt to cover herself.
 
“How long have ya had it?” she asked, stepping a bit closer to her cousin.
 
“All my life,” Babs replied, “It runs in my mom’s side of the family. She’s got one to.”
 
“That’s somethin you were bullied for isn’t it?” Apple Bloom stepped a little closer as she spoke. It seemed to her that Bab’s shrunk slightly at the words, drawing in on herself as she was mugged on memory lane.
 
“Yeah,” she said. Her voice sounded dry and cracked, “kids used to call me a freak for it. Some still do.”
 
“Ah don’t think yer a freak,” Apple Bloom reached out a hand for her cousin’s shoulder.
 
“Thanks,” Babs looked at her with a smile and shiny eyes.
 
Bloom drew her into a long, warm hug, not minding the patches of cooling, slimy cum that clung to her night dress.
 
“Now, why were ya’all takin about mah shorts?” she asked sweetly and cupped her cousin’s ass.

“Will it fit?”
 
“Cuz, we’ll make it fit…”

@jjtheduder  
Oh trust me. I’m going all the fuckin way with this.

@gasmaskangel
 

I just had this image pop in my head that made me laugh out loud. I imagine Babs sitting on the bed, massive cock drooling precum and throbbing slightly. Apple Bloom is circling her, tongue sticking out a bit, brow furrowed, scratching her chin as she uses all her engineering know-how to figure out how to make this work.

wow…i have to give this five fucking stars..great job man and continue this story for all its worth

@gasmaskangel  
The story lives!  

 
 
Babs went rigid in her arms before nervously stepping back.
 
“Well its just, well…” she looked nervously around the room, like a cornered animal searching for escape.
 
“Well what?” Bloom folded her arms across her chest. Inside she was screaming at herself WHAT THE HAY AM I THINKING?! but somehow she managed to avoid letting any of it show on her face, despite the million little distractions like the still molten heat in her loins and the sticky feeling of cum cooling on her face.
 
“Ya got a sexy ass!” Babs blurted out, clapping her hands over her mouth in a desperate bid to keep the words from escaping.
 
“Do ah really?” Bloom trotted over to a full length mirror and hiked up the hem of her night dress, staring over her shoulder at her rump.
 
She’d always considered that her butt was a couple sizes too big, not helped by her expansive thighs. A few of her crueler classmates teased her about it, but then again maybe they’d been jealous.
 
“Do stallions like big butts?” she asked.
 
Babs was openly staring and could only nod.
 
Apple Bloom considered the information. She knew Sweetie liked her backside, and that some boys stared but had never considered the possibility that it might really be attractive.
 
Then she thought about her big sister and how she occasionally had to fend off smitten stallions with a large stick.
 
And also Rarity, now that Bloom thought about it.
 
Slowly she stood and let her night dress fall back into place, to Babs almost palpable relief.
 
She turned around and gazed at her cousin.
 
Big, brash Babs Seed now looking so small in the silvery moonlight, as if she were afraid that Bloom might attack her.
 
“What’s it like?” Apple Bloom asked, her eyes half lidded, “when ya cum, Ah mean.”
 
Babs shivered, but never took her eyes off of her cousin.
 
“Its really, really fu-er, freakin good,” the mare mumbled.
 
“You’re still hard,” Bloom noted, and grinned as she watched the blush creep into Babs cheeks.
 
“Yeah, uh, ponies like me we kinda keep going for a long freakin time,” she mumbled as Bloom began to advance on her.
 
“Ah reckon you ain’t gonna git to sleep like that,” Bloom reached out a shaking hand as she spoke, till she rested her palm on the flared glans, sticky with seed.
 
Babs whimpered, whether at the touch or at Bloom’s apperant willingness to do this she couldn’t say.
 
Some mental gear change happened then in Babs. She drew Bloom into a long, loving kiss and the smaller mare melted into it.
 
Babs drew back with a hungry snarl and commanded, “Strip.”
 
Apple Bloom batted her eyelashes and with deliberate slowness began to slide her frilly night dress up, exposing one leg fully, then the other before exposing her panties, a sight that made her cousin growl low and hungry.
 
She turned around, swishing her tail and giving the mare a nice look at her backside before continuing up her back. She wanted Babs to know she wasn’t wearing a bra before exposing her small, plump breasts.
 
It was in a way the opposite of the show Babs had unknowingly given Bloom. All slow revelation instead of an instant shock of bared flesh.
 
Bloom gasped as she felt her cousin’s hands on her buttocks, felt hot breath against her back and then felt Babs’ lips press against her panty clad rump. The mare moved up, her lips tracing the curve of Bloom’s spine, and as she rose she could feel the mare’s stiff stallionhood brushing against her legs.
 
When the night dress finally hit the floor, Babs wrapped her arms around her smaller cousin, cupping her breasts and nuzzling her thick red mane.
 
“This ain’t the first time I’ve jerked off thinking about fucking ya,” she whispered in Bloom’s ear.
 
The smaller mare shivered and leaned back against her cousin, revelling in the soft warmth of the mares full breasts, contrasting nicely with iron hard rod now thrust between her thighs.
 
“How do ya want to do it?” Bloom said, squeezing her legs together to trap Babs’ cock.
 
Babs began to knead Bloom’s breasts, her strong hands pulling and pinching and making Bloom moan softly.
 
“I want every hole ya got cousin,” Babs pinched and pulled hard on Bloom’s nipples, “and I want it hard and sloppy.”
 
“We probably shouldn’t do it here, wouldn’t wanna wake up mah sister or anything,” the smaller mare said.
 
“Where we gonna do this then?” Babs growled, her hands slipping to Bloom’s broad hips.
 
“Ya remember the treehouse?” Apple Bloom hissed, reclining back against her cousin, “We could do all sorts’a naughty stuff there.”
 
Minutes later the two had climbed out of the window and were slinking across the farm in the silvery moonlight. Babs had gotten dressed, Bloom had not.
 
The treehouse, once the headquarters of the Cutie Mark Crusaders and still in use by the three mares as a place to indulge in the assorted pass times which adults prefer that youths not even know about. It was where Bloom had taken her first drink of hard cider, where she and her friends had first started experimenting and now was overflowing with items that were contraband for a mare living with her big sister, even if she was legally an adult.
 
Babs picked up something rubbery and phallic which flopped in her hands and smirked.
 
“Does Applejack know what ya do up here?” the mare asked, surveying several other sex toys that sat in a rather sad looking cardboard box and a plain brown jug in the corner.
 
“Ah’m pretty sure she does and don’t care so long as it don’t come back on the family,” Bloom said, sitting down on a small mattress that had been dragged up there at some point. Shockingly, it was actually clean and inviting.
 
“So, how we gonna do this?” Babs turned to her cousin, hoping she projected more confidence than she felt.
 
Bloom rolled over onto her belly and thrust her rump up in the air. She fluttered her eyelashes and said, “however you want, cousin.”
 
She purred like a cat when she felt the mare’s strong hands grip her hips and knead the flesh of her buttocks.
 
“So what all do you an’ your friends do up here anyways?” Babs’ asked as she ran her fingers through Bloom’s fluffy red tail, “Do ya just drink, or do ya fuck?”
 
“Both,” Bloom said with a smirk.
 
“An what kinda fuckin?” she ran a hand over the farm girl’s bowed back, indulging in the satin softness of her coat and the firm muscle beneath, “ya just lick each other an’ use those toys?”
 
Apple Bloom rankled a little at that. It was technically accurate, but somehow she’d always felt that the things they got up to were a bit more shocking than that.
 
“We do anal,” she growled, “an Sweetie’s got a strapon.”
 
“Those ain’t like the real deal though,” Babs admonished, “but anal huh? You like it in the ass Bloom?”
 
“Why don’t ya find out, cous?” Apple Bloom swished her tail back and forth.
 
Babs gave her a light smack on the rump, “Ain’t you ever heard of foreplay?”
 
“Ah’m already wet though,” Bloom giggled, “You ain’t the only one horny as heck.”
 
“Really? ‘Cause I could go for some,” Babs bent over her and hissed in her ear, “your ass is too good not to spank red.”
 
Her body was pressed deliciously against Bloom’s, breasts against bare back and cock pushed up against panty clad ass.
 
“I am a naughty lil’ mare,” Apple Bloom pushed back against her, “spyin’ on my cousin and gettin’ all horny over it. Somepony probably should paddle me till Ah cum.”
 
One of Babs’ arms snaked around to cup Bloom’s breast, kneading and pinching hard and making the mare gasp.
 
“Like it rough do ya?” the mare growled.
 
“Ya think I’m exaggeratin?” Bloom answered.
 
Babs stood up and ordered, “Pull your panties down, around your knees.”
 
Apple Bloom dutifully obeyed and exposed herself, her panties sticky slightly to her soaking cunt.
 
The small room had already smelled of sex, but now it filled with the scent of a very aroused mare. Babs breathed it in deeply and knelt down behind her cousin, eyes roving over her thick, fat rump and juicy cunt. She licked her lips.
 
The first swat was fairly light, still stinging deliciously but it lacked the savage, tingling pain and pleasure of a good hard spank.
 
“Ah barely felt that,” Bloom whined, “come on cous, I know you can hit harder than thAAAAAH!”
 
The second had been more like it, a savage open palmed smack to the rear that made Bloom squeal. Babs kept her hand on the spot and kneaded it.
 
“Go ahead an’ tap out if ya need to,” Babs said, “Cause I’m just getting started.”
 
Three sharp slaps followed in quick succession, each one targeting the exact same tender spot.
 
“How ya feelin down there?” Babs stroked both hands over the ripe globes of Apple Bloom’s ass.
 
“K-keep goin’” the farm girl whimpered, “Please… please…”
 
Her cousin grinned and cupped Bloom’s pubic mound, rolling her fun over the soaking, parted lips, “You really do get off on this, huh?”
 
She slid her thumb into the mare’s velvety soft petals and bent forward to plant a soft kiss on her cute, puckered hole.
 
“Ya got a belt or a paddle up here?” she licked Apple Bloom’s back door and was treated to a low, throaty moan, “cause I wanna see you cream before I choke you with my cock. Ya lookin forward to that? Ya lookin’ forward to me pumping your gut full of jizz? Or do ya want it all over your face? I got no preference because frankly it’s probably gonna be both.”
 
“Th-theres a belt in the b-box,” Bloom stammered. The pleasure from the licking, the thumb and the stinging of her backside were all mixing deliciously for her, a melting pot of wonderfully sinful sensation.
 
Her friends were pretty sweet about indulging her submissive, masochistic streak but neither one of them really had the swagger to pull it off effectively. The ass licking though, that was something right out of Sweetie Belle’s playbook. That mare had a fixation on asses in general, and Bloom’s in particular.
 
Babs’ gave her three more good swats before standing up to investigate this mysterious box of toys that she’d noticed on the way in.
 
Frankly it was a fairly impressive collection. All she had back in Manehatten was her hairbrush.
 
There were three dildos of the rubbery, floppy kind, some small plastic egg shaped toys, a box of clothespins, the belt she’d been looking for, a length of anal beads and besides that a jar of amber fluid that she guessed to be lube of some sort.
 
She grinned, and brought over the whole box.
 
Bloom heard the sound of leather snapping and practically came at the sound. She knew the belt of old, long and wide and studded, it cracked across her ample backside a second later and she squealed.
 
It cracked twice more, each one more burning and painful that the last. Each one sweeter, and more welcome than the last. The mare could nearly feel her ass rippling with each strike, and with each one she could feel the heat of her overactive marehood growing.
 
“G-godess,” she choked, “Sw-sweet Celestia Ah’m s-so cl-close.”
 
Babs breath came hot and heavy on her cunt, “that’s good Bloom, you be a good little bitch and cum for me ok?”
 
Rough hands gripped her sore backside, squeezing cruelly, Babs’ tongue rasped across her clit and plunged into her wetness, slurping and probing and that was it.
 
Apple Bloom came hard on her cousin’s face, her pussy gushing its sweet honey into Babs’ waiting mouth and still the mare kept licking, driving Bloom further and further over the edge. She screamed and creamed, her pussy clenching at the probing tongue and Babs gripped her plump ass even harder.
 
Finally, Bloom’s shaking arms could no longer support her weight and she collapsed onto the mattress. Babs simply rolled her over onto her back and resumed licking, now also sucking and nipping at her clit as well.
 
Eventually, even Babs’ assault died down, leaving the farm girl to pant and shudder as her cousin climbed over her and showered her with kisses.
 
“That was fuckin’ hot as hell,” the mare whispered, “fuckin’ Celestia’s tits that was hot!”
 
“H-how did Ah taste?” Bloom panted.
 
“Fuckin’ sweet as honey,” Babs kissed her hard, sharing the taste with the mare.
 
When they broke, the mare licked Apple Bloom’s muzzle and said, “you ready for the next part?”
 
“The part where Ah choke on your cock?” Bloom smiled up at her.
 
“Yeah,” Babs kissed her again, “You decide where you want me to cum first? In your mouth or on face?”
 
“In mah mouth,” the farm girl licked her lips, “ah could go for a midnight snack.”
 
Babs chuckled, “got something else I wanna do to ya first.”
 
“What’s that?” Bloom twirled a lock of her hair around a finger.
 
The manehatten mare said nothing. She only grinned and pulled the anal beads out of the box.

…
 
worth the wait. TOTALLY worth the wait.

@jjtheduder  
Yeah, my apologies for that. I took a break because I wasn’t making any satisfying progress on this only to completely lose track of things.

This was the best…fuck yea and good job…and maybe you waited to create suspense for a already awesome fim fiction story

@gasmaskangel  
Apple Bloom rolled over onto her belly, and on shaky, numb legs raised her rump for Babs’ to toy with.
 
Her cousin gripped the tender, reddened cheeks and kneaded them with brutal roughness.
 
“Celestia, you’re a horny little bitch ain’tcha?” Babs said with an almost audible leer.
 
She dipped her fingers into the pot of lube, and felt an odd, warm tingling sensation in those digits.
 
“This stuff magic or some shit?” she asked, Pinching her cousin’s buttocks hard enough to make the farm girl squeal.
 
“Y-yes!” Bloom gasped, “Sweetie got it from her sister, it-”
 
She was cut off by the feeling of Babs’ rough, wet tongue lapping at her puckered back door, by it plunging into her, making her shake and twist.
 
The mare removed her tongue before it could do anything more than get Apple Bloom excited, and then pressed her lube covered fingers against her hole.
 
“I-it makes ya more stretchy like back there!” the mare managed between panting breaths, “m-makes ya nice an clean toOOOOOOO!”
 
Her voice rose in a shout as Babs pressed two fingers into her back door, wriggling and scraping, exciting Bloom as the warm tingling of the lube seeped into her walls, making them slick and ready for any intrusion.
 
Babs slathered the lube around and inside her cousin, frequently dipping her fingers into the warm, slimy stuff to apply more. Then she finally took up the anal beads.
 
There were ten beads, the smallest the size of a marble, the largest as big as Bloom’s closed fist.
 
“Hey cuz,” Babs stroked a hand through the mare’s fluffy red tail to clean the lube from her fingers, “how many of these can ya take?”
 
“All of em,” the mare said in a dreamy, distant voice.
 
“Really?” the smallest was pushed against Bloom’s entrance, “Lets see about that.”
 
Apple Bloom was used to having her rump used, almost always by Sweetie Belle, and had actually learned to find a good deal of pleasure in it despite her lack of a prostate. Her anal ring gave no resistance to being stretched around the first bead, eagerly swallowing it up and bringing the next in line to just barely touching her puckered anus.
 
That one also proved no challenge to the farmgirl’s experienced asshole, nor did the third or fourth.
 
It was only on the fifth bead that there was even a hint of resistance.
 
“Relax,” Babs purred, her lips millimeters away from Bloom’s sweet, needy hole. She extended her tongue and lapped up along one tender cheek, “Just tell me when to stop.”
 
The sixth bead disappeared into the mare’s ass, and her cousin took her time pushing the seventh one in, enjoying Bloom’s little whimpers and the sight of her tight back door stretched around the shiny red bead.
 
Apple Bloom was well aware of exactly how many beads were in her, she could feel herself clenching around them, trying to pull them deeper into herself, spreading the warm tingling lube all through her.
 
Eight was liberally slathered with lube by Babs who punctuated the pause by licking and nipping at the base of Bloom’s tail or dragging her teeth across the sore flesh of her buttocks, both actions making the mare shiver and shake, making her juices flow.
 
Even with the lube it was still a struggle, her anal ring pulled tight around the orb as it was pushed in before swallowing it with surprising speed.
 
Nine was wetted first with Babs’ saliva, then with more of the warm tingling lube. The mare lapped at her cousin’s back door, encouraging it to open for the intrusion and Bloom panted a moaned the whole time.
 
Only ten was left.
 
“You sure ya want me to stick this last one in?” Babs asked, running her hands across Bloom’s plump, punished posterior.
 
“Yes…” the farm girl hissed.
 
“Look, I just don’t wanna hurt you or nothin’,” the mare tugged lightly on Bloom’s tail, “I mean fuck me, but you already took a fuck of a lot. More than I could! Trust me, Bloom, I’m impressed.
 
“Please,” Apple Bloom whined, “please put it me, it… it hurts but Ah like that, an then when its in it feels so good…”
 
“You’re the boss,” Babs sighed. She pushed it against the soft flesh, licked her lips as she saw Bloom’s cunt visibly trickling its nectar and her firm thighs shaking softly as the last anal bead slowly entered her.
 
The farm girl gasped and groaned before letting out a satisfied sigh as at last the red bead passed through her butthole and was pulled inside of her, leaving only the string and pull ring hanging out.
 
“Fuck me,” Babs breathed, “you actually did it.”
 
“Ah… Ah had some help,” Bloom murmured.
 
Babs stood up and stripped out of her sweat pants. Her cock sprung out, already hard and wet with pre.
 
“Now, its my turn to cum,” she said, “you ready for a midnight snack, cuz?”
 
Bloom got into a kneeling position and blushed. She was shaking and sweating from the exertions she’d already gone through, and moved carefully to accommodate the length of anal beads inside her.
 
“Ah’m ready,” she said, then looked demurely aside, “Ah’ve never sucked a real cock before.”
 
Babs grinned at her, “It ain’t hard, if ya can take the flare, you’ll be fine. An don’t worry about tryin’ to deepthroat me or nothin.”
 
Apple Bloom leaned forward, opening her mouth for Bab’s maleness and reaching out to touch her. The flesh was hot and hard, the texture silky smooth. Babs grasped one of her hands and guided it back along the shaft to her big, heavy balls as Bloom’s lips made contact with the glans.
 
Behind Babs’ balls there was soaking female wetness and a rock hard clit the size of a marble.
 
Bloom slid a finger up into her cousin’s cunt as the first drops of salty pre hit her tongue and shivered.
 
Salty taste had been the major description of a stallions output, but there was something more to it than that, something almost chemical like the scent of bleach. Not altogether unpleasant, but odd.
 
She pumped her hand up and down Babs’ length while swallowing still more of her. The thick stallion flesh filled her mouth, tasting of sweat and skin and pre. She slide her tongue around under it to tickle and taste, all while gulping down the copious flow of pre cum.
 
Babs gripped the back of Bloom’s head, not pushing her forward, but gently keeping her in place. She suddenly wished that her cousin had put her bow on before this little escapade, she’d like to see her looking so painfully adorable as they fucked.
 
Apple Bloom was amazed that she’d taken as much of the hot, hard length as she had. Bab’s cock had quite the impressive girth, utterly filling her mouth and the farm girl was grateful that she’d gone to great lengths to eliminate her gag reflex. She continued to finger the mare’s cunt, finding it deliciously slick, its petals thick and tough but parting under her probing digits.
 
“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck,” Babs snarled, “keep goin’ fuck me I’m close.”
 
The signs were all there. The mare had grown tense and tight, her pre cum and mare juices flowing more freely that before, the vein of her urethra standing out more against the shaft and her swollen testes drawing in tight.
 
Abruptly all that tension exploded, Babs moaned “Oh fucccccccckkkkkkk!” and began to cum, her pussy clenching tight on Bloom’s fingers and her cock twitching as it gushed thick, sticky seed directly into the farm girl’s throat.
 
There was no chance to taste any, it simply hit the back of her throat and slid down making her choke and sputter before she was able to get control and start drinking down the great, slimy gobs of semen.
 
Babs pumped load after load into her cousin, who eagerly tried to suck it all in but it simply came too much and too fast, and soon she was coughing and falling back, sperm in her mouth and pouring out her nose. More hosed into her face and hair, and despite their respective losses of control both mare conspired to make sure all of it splattered on Apple Bloom.
 
The farm girl lunged forward, fastening her mouth around Babs’ spewing cock again and greedily trying to drink down the flow, though this time she had the sense to come up for air and let the sticky seed fall onto her tits or flow over her muzzle and cheeks.
 
Finally, the flow died down to a trickle and then ceased though the mare remained erect.
 
Bloom looked up at her with hungry eyes and licked her lips. The spunk tasted as the pre did, but far stronger. She wanted more.
 
Babs bent down and kissed her cousin passionately, finding the mare waiting for this with a mouthful of cum, which the two passed back and forth even as Babs gripped Bloom’s pert breast and rubbed the seed that had fallen there into her coat.
 
She broke the kiss, bothe swallowing down the cum in their mouth before licking the side of Bloom’s face and repeating the process, now driving her cousin down to the mattress.
 
Apple Bloom grasped her cousin’s thick, turgid maleness now slick with saliva as the mare licked her clean, and the two kissed to share the salty bounty.
 
“Babs,” she gasped as the mare wrapped her lips around a nipple, “f-fuck me!”

@gasmaskangel  
The mare snarled and drew herself up to stare down at her naked, spunk splatter cousin. She rutted forward, rubbing her turgid, sticky length again Bloom’s belly, nearly poking her small breasts, her heavy balls pressing against soaking wet cunt.
 
“I’ll fuck ya,” she growled, groping a breast, squeezing and relishing the farm girl’s pleased gasp, “I’ll fuck yer goddamned brains out.”
 
She shuffled back, noting that Apple Bloom’s hands took up the work her’s had abandoned, roughly groping and squeezing herself, pinching her nipples and raking nails across her satin coat.
 
Babs positioned herself, the broad head of her stallionhood against her cousins soaking flower. She gripped Bloom’s legs, spreading them wide and slowly began to push herself in, fighting the urge to simply thrust into the mare and have done with.
 
Apple Bloom squealed as she was penetrated, the hot iron bar of Babs’ maleness filling her up so exquisitely, so painfully, so wonderfully. Her eyes stung with tears of pain and the narcotic bliss of sex. She refused to look down for fear of seeing her body contorting around her cousins massive tool.
 
“H-how’s it feel Bloom?” Babs panted as she slowly pushed herself into the mare. It was like being pulled into a wet, velvet vice.
 
“Like you’re tearing me in half!” Bloom moaned. One hand had left her breast and gone to her clit, rubbing furiously as her cousin’s cock reached halfway inside her, “i-its so g-good!”
 
She came, bucking her hips up and down to try to take more in, pressing hard on her clit, moaning and screaming the whole while. It was so sweet, a perfect mix of pain and pleasure and the utter satisfaction of being so thoroughly filled.
 
Babs grinned wide as her cousin writhed in ecstasy beneath her. She began to fuck the mare in earnest now, slowly at first but building speed and rhythm. It seemed like every thrust sent her cousin squealing in delight. She reached down and squeezed hard at Bloom’s battered buttock.
 
Apple Bloom was nearly incoherent. She did not know how long it all lasted before she came back to herself, numb and hazy and tired. She knew that twice Babs stopped rutting and tensed up, and that her belly was filled with a wonderful warm sensation that could only be her cousin cumming inside of her.
 
The seed gushed out with every thrust, warm slickness coating her thighs and her cousing’s balls. She hoped Babs never stopped, hoped this would last forever.
 
Babs was bent over her now, sweat dripping from her strong face and muscular frame. Apple Bloom reached up to her with a shaking hand a stroked her handsome jaw line, drawing the bigger mare down into a tender kiss.
 
The feeling of Babs pulling out of her was unwelcome, but it came with a shivering pleasure as a torrent of cum spilled out with it. The mare sat back and pulled the farm girl with her, so that she sat in her lap, turgid, sticky maleness sandwiched between them as they kissed.
 
“Ah’m exhausted,” Apple Bloom breathed.
 
“i got maybe one more in me tonight,” Babs said as she kissed the line of her cousin’s neck, “think you can handle it?”
 
“Ah dunnno,” Bloom sagged against her. She didn’t know if she could walk.
 
“You ain’t gotta do much, cuz,” the mare licked the farm girl’s ear, “Just lick me clean. I’ll do the rest.”
 
“All of ya?” Bloom asked.
 
“No, just the part of me that’s got what ya want on it,” Babs nipped lightly at the skin of her neck.
 
“Mmmm….” Apple Bloom shivered against her, “Ah can manage that.”
 
They untangled themselves, Babs standing and Bloom leaning against her legs. She saw that indeed, Babs’ balls were sticky with spilled cum and began there. She could taste the tang of cunt on them as well.
 
She licked up further, washing every slick part of her cousin’s cock with her mouth, sucking off the cum and cunt and savoring both.
 
When she cleaned the head, nearly turning it into a second blowjob before Bab’s gently pushed her away, the mare began to pump her fist up and down. Bloom smiled when she realized what the mare had in mind.
 
She leaned back, giving her as a big a target as possible and gasped when the first molten rope of cum splashed against her tits.
 

 
It was one in the morning before the two made it, staggering and leaning on each other back to the farm house. Bloom was naked and drenched in cum. More flowed down her legs.
 
Before they entered Babs ordered her cousin to lean against the wall and spread her legs.
 
“Ya gonna fuck me again?” she asked, giving a quick wiggle of her backside.
 
Babs chuckled, “Not tonight, cuz.” She lifted up Bloom’s tail, exposing the pull ring on the anal beads.
 
They came out surprisingly easy, though she had to pull them out nice and slow to avoid another screaming orgasm from Apple Bloom who still panted and gasped loudly.
 
“S-so how about tomorrow?” the mare asked, “Applejack said we could take the day off to go an do whatever?”
 
“Sounds like a plan,” Bab’s patted her cousin on the backside, much more gently this time.
 
“I bet Sweetie Belle an Scootaloo would be happy to help us out,” the farm girl purred, leaning back against her cousin, “Y’all think ya got enough dick for the three of us?”
 
Babs chuckled and kissed Apple Bloom for the last time that night.
 
The next few weeks promised to be interesting.
 
END
 
 
And so it finally limps across the finish line! Thank you all for your patience in waiting for my slow ass to complete what should have been a pretty short and sweet story. I hope no one is too disapointed with the final results, but then again I’m glad if anyone really enjoyed it. I’ll be honest, I never have any idea how good anything I write is.

Not disappointed in the slightest, friend! If you ever want to transfer this to FIMFiction, let me know. I’ll help out with editing. :)

@jjtheduder  
Glad to hear it! I’ll probably put it on FIMFiction eventually, but for now I’m gonna take a bit of a break from writing.

This was the best…your brain must be on overload so no wonder your taking a break hehe