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The spacious living room now lay all but empty, half-drunk cups of drink and crumb-filled plates testifying to the numerous souls that had once been present. Strewn across decor and floor alike was the detritus of celebration that had endured throughout the night, with a pair of balloons limply soaring above the refuse crying out ‘18’ to whoever crossed their path. It had been a night of revelry for all, raucous right until the very end, now left behind and destined to be little more than memory.
Except perhaps for two. Still situated across the marble floor and comfortably entwined with one another, two young women continued their sapphic frolic that had endured for so long through the debauchery- and judging by the happiness that glowed from their flushed faces, was likely to continue on further.
“MMM…” Apple Bloom’s desires clashed within her; the desire to continue in this wondrous mess of love was so powerful that her carnal mind wished for nothing more than to continue entangling her tongue with her partner’s forever. Yet stronger still was her clouded, happily inebriated senses that demanded she speak before word was lost forever.
Their thick, soaked union of lips came to a dripping and syrupy end as the farmgirl extracted herself from this priceless kiss, the two women staring at one another as breaths came in delirious gasps. “Oh, Diamond,” Apple Bloom cooed, “I think I love ya.”
The gorgeous heiress giggled, alcohol allowing her to be overjoyed at the proclamation. The whole affair had begun as a simple game of ‘Spin the Bottle’ originally, multiple friends and strangers engaged in the bout. When the lovely farmgirl had twisted the glass towards her hostess, the kiss had begun innocently enough- until it became something decadent, hidden feelings brought to life by alcohol’s strength. They had kissed, kisses turning to a sultry makeout until at last a wondrous love affair took over. Their companions had given nervous giggles while they initially watched before leaving the two lovebirds behind to their passions. Now, hours later, they had to at least regard one another’s desires.
“I know,” Diamond murmured, giving her partner’s bare bottom a quick squeeze. The clothing hadn’t been part of the original deal, more a spur-of-the-moment reaction; she had planned to allow her ‘enhanced’ assets to fly free before night’s end, even if Apple Bloom hadn’t first revealed them. “Oh my god, your tongue…”
“You want more?” Apple Bloom asked, soon finding her answer when the rich girl’s succulent morsel stroked across her own. They wanted nothing but liquid decadence, brilliant feeling put to life by the sensation of lips pressing together. The giggles they gave couldn’t have even been held back if they tried.
“Oh, I’m so- so SORRY that I was so awful to you,” Diamond bemoaned, further touch arriving with fingerstrokes across buttocks. “Mind if I make it up to you? Pretty please?”
“And you’re sure?” The young farmgirl asked. She wanted to acquiesce so bad, but had to be sure…
“DEFINITELY!” Diamond assured her. “I think you need a real apology.”
The two gave further giggles before descending back down to the floor, too deeply entangled to do much of anything further. Kisses were only the beginning, and the night was still young: love demanded it be made before the sun rose.
Felt the need