Author's Note

Welcome to the next installment where we get a bonding moment between Applejack and her mother.

Pear Mother and Apple Daughter

Driving down the street in the Apple Family truck was Pear Butter, who was currently on her way to the market to deliver some apples. She had arrived early in the morning after a long plane ride and once she arrived at Sweet Apple Acres, she had convinced one of the drivers to let her make the deliveries. It had been hours since and she was almost done. As she drove, the Apple mother looked around in nostalgia, taking in the sights she hadn't seen in a while.

“This place always seems to keep on changing every time me and Bright Mac come to visit," Pear Butter Said to herself, "Though I'm glad some things stay the same or else I would have a hard time navigating through this city."

As she stopped by a red light and looked down and saw Spike, Twilight, and Twilight's parents outside the apartment complex Applejack was staying at.

“Wonder what he’s up to?” Pear said, as she looked at Spike and smiled sweetly.

Ever since that day her daughter Applejack introduced him to her and Bright Mac, Pear Butter could tell right away that he was a kind and loving soul. Just the kind of man she wanted for her daughter Applejack.

When she looked at Night Light and Twilight Velvet she squinted a bit in their direction, more specifically at Velvet. She had a feeling that the woman was up to something since she, her husband and their daughter were there, obviously trying to lure Spike away with a family outing. She personally didn’t have a problem with Twilight Sparkle, Velvet was another story. Pear Butter had often seen her at parent teacher conferences when her daughter was in high school and was often the center of attention.

When the light turned green, Pear Butter drove off, wondering what Spike and Sparkles were up to.

When Pear Butter returned to Sweet Apple Acres, she parked the truck, got out, and walked to the house. She spotted Big Macintosh carrying some boxes and placing them into his own van.

“Big Mac!” Pear greeted her boy.

Big Mac looked at her and with open arms, greeted her, “Hey, ma!”

The two embraced. It had been a while since she last saw her son, so she embraced him tightly. It always amazed her how much Big Mac reminded her of her husband Bright Mac, though with a few differences. Though she swore that her only son got bigger every time she came back home.

“How're you doing today?” Pear asked.

“Doing great,” responded Big Mac, “How's dad doin'?”

“Your father's good. He really wished he could've come out with me, but he had to meet with some important clients.”

“I understand.” Big Mac replied, feeling a little disappointed.

While Pear Butter wished both she and her husband could've made it home together, there was still much going on for their business to ignore. Thankfully Bright Mac told her he could handle the clients on his own and sent her home to spend time with their family.

“But he gives you, your sisters, and Mother Smith his love.” Pear smiled.

“Thanks, ma.” Big Mac smiled.

“So, how're you and that lovely lady of yours doing?”

“Sugar Belle? Oh, we're doing great. Couldn't be better.”

In the last three years, Big Mac had married his girlfriend, Sugar Belle who works at the city's bakery. Granny Smith and Apple Bloom were down to see him move out and live with her, because with Applejack having already moved out to live with Spike they were the only ones occupying the house.

Though Big Mac moved in with Sugar Belle, he still came to Sweet Apple Acres to work, be it to work on the farm itself or dealing with the finances of the business. Pear and Bright Mac were overjoyed when Sugar Belle offered to use their produce for her various desserts knowing it would be good for both their businesses.

“That's good. But I have to ask, when are you two going to give me grandchildren?” Pear asked sweetly.

“Ma!” Big Mac cried with a blush, “You know that's the fifteenth time you asked me that this month alone.”

“A mother looks forward to these things in their child's life. I mean, Mother Smith wouldn't stop asking me and your father when we were going to make her a grandmother.” she reminisced.

“Well, you'll be happy to know I was just picking up some of our old baby stuff Granny Smith kept in storage here.” her son explained.

“Are you two?” Pear gasped hoping it was going where she hoped.

“Not yet, but we are ready to take that step.” Big Mac explained.

“Big Mac, that's wonderful!” Pear cheered as she hugged her son.

“I know!” Big Mac laughed at how excited she was.

“Oh, before I forget, have you seen Applejack around?”

“She's out in the orchard picking apples. I offered to help, but she looked like she had it covered.”

“Oh, that girl. Always so confident in herself.”

“And yet somehow she's able to clear a whole orchard in such a short time on her own.” Big Mac noted.

“Yes. She must've really inherited your father's strength,” Pear said unknowing her daughter's strength was more than just because of the genes in her family, “Well, I'll stick around and wait for her.”

“With any luck it won't be long. I gotta get goin', ma. Sugar Belle and I will see ya for dinner.”

“I'm looking forward to it.”

The mother and son hugged again, before Big Mac got in his van and drove off.

Soon Applejack was walking up the path towards the house after she finished picking apples from the orchard and placed them in the barn. She walked looking tired and sweaty. As she reached the house she saw her mom pouring their family's apple cider into two mugs on the porch.

At the sight of her mom, Applejack's face lit up with happiness, rushed and called out cheerfully, “Ma!”

“Oh, Applejack.” Pear smiled, as she held her daughter close regardless of her sweat.

“I'm glad you could make it.” Applejack smiled.

“Same here. My goodness you look like you've been busy.”

“Ya darn tootin'.” Applejack laughed.

“Come and sit down with me. I brought cider.”

“Thanks.” Applejack said, as she took a mug of cider and drank from it.

As the two sat on the porch watching the sun go down, and enjoying their cider, the two felt glad to just have a moment together. For both Pear Butter and Applejack, it was rare that they share any family time, much less a bottle of cider. Pear Butter knew that her time at the farm was fleeting and would have to get back on the road to meet more clients with Bright Mac. Watching the sunset with her daughter was something she wanted to savor.

“So all those partnerships you've been making as of late has really been good for business I hear.” Applejack said.

“They sure have,” Pear confirmed, “And I'm so glad to know your business studies are going well. You need to have a head for this as it's not all planting trees and picking apples.”

“Yeah, well, I do plan on runnin' the business one day.” Applejack chuckled.

“I sure hope you don't plan on running it by yourself,” Pear commented amusingly, “I remember sometimes you can be so stubborn you refused help in any way, and look where it got you. Tired, overworked, and exhausted.”

“That's all in the past, ma!” Applejack said feeling embarrassed, “And I wouldn't think of running a whole business by myself. Big Mac will be my chief financial officer and I'll find a position Applebloom will be happy with.”

"You'll have to discuss this with your siblings one day, Jackie," Pear pointed out. Pear smiled, knowing this was the build up she was heading for to discuss about a certain someone to her daughter, “You know, while I was coming back from market, I spotted Spike along with Twilight and her parents. They looked like they had big plans for today.”

“Actually they do,” Applejack confirmed, “Spike, Twilight, and her folks were plannin' to check out that new hotel in the city for a little family time.”

“I see,” Pear said sounding envious, “Kinda surprised Spike wasn't here helping you instead.”

“Well, as much as I'd want Spike around to help, he already made plans with Twilight and her folks beforehand.” the girl explained.

Pear sighed upon hearing that. Though she knew Spike had not only Applejack living with him at his apartment, he also had the rest of her closest friends living with him too, and it made her worry about Applejack dealing with so much competition for the attention of that special boy.

“How are the both of you getting along as of late?” Pear asked.

“We're doin' very well, actually,” Applejack admitted, “When we're not studying at school, or helping out around here, we usually get some good quality time at the apartment or when we go out together.”

“If I may, what sort of quality time do you two have at the apartment?”

Applejack blushed from the question, but knew to be honest if not only a little bit, “Well, sometimes when I get an itchy back, my boy's always there to give it a good scratch, and boy does it feel good.” she sighed heavenly while imagining Spike's finger nails moving up and down her back getting the itch out.

Pear looked intrigued by what her daughter said while noticing her reaction about describing it. It all but confirmed how deep Applejack's relationship was with Spike.

In a teasing tone, Pear said, “Really? Maybe next time I'm around him, I should ask him to scratch my back too.”

“Ma!” Applejack gasped.

“Oh, Jackie, I'm only teasing.” Pear giggled, while partly wishing it would still happen.

Applejack sighed, shaking her head at her mother words. It was bad enough that Spike would get hot over her mom, but it didn't help that she would willingly tease him, which would send her lover's sex drive over the edge.

Despite this, Applejack continued to think about Spike happily and continued lovingly, “But what I really love about Spike is how he gave me my own nickname... Amazon.”

Pear's eyes brightened up. In the three years since she knew her daughter was seeing Spike she nor Bright Mac ever heard once of the two mentioning Applejack had her own special nickname. She did raise an eyebrow curiously as she had her own suspicions as why Spike would come up with that particular nickname for her daughter.

“He gave you that nickname all on his own?” Pear asked.

“Uh-huh. Although the first time he called me that it sorta slipped out of him,” Applejack chuckled remembering the first time he met, that was the first word that came out of his mouth to her, “I guess he called me that because of how much I tower over him, but he didn't mean anything mean by it. Spike was the first boy not to be intimidated by my size and found me very sexy, so being called an Amazon by him really made me feel happy, like it was meant for me.”

“I felt the same way when your Pa called me Buttercup. Made me feel really special. And look at you with a nickname of your own from your special guy,” Pear sighed nostalgically. A sudden thought crossed her mind as she asked, “Does Spike have nicknames for all your friends?”

Applejack thought back and knew only two other girls in the harem had their own special nicknames. Twilight being called Princess and Fleur De Lis being referred to as Cara Mia. She couldn't help but smile widely as she thought how special she felt that she, along with Twilight and Fleur, had loving nicknames. Applejack calmed down a bit and faced her mother.

“Well, only one. He likes to call Twilight 'Princess'.” Applejack confessed.

“I see,” Pear replied, "So Spike is in deep with that girl too."

“Yeah, but it can't be helped, ma. After all, Twilight came in first and she introduced him to me later,” Applejack reminded her.

Pear looked to her daughter curious about something, “Have you ever wished it was you that met Spike before Twilight or any of your friends?”

“Well, the thought had crossed my mind before. And if his first reaction towards me is anything to go by, maybe I would have welcomed him with a friendly hug. Heck I probably would've scooped that boy up in my arms and plant a big wet one right on his lips.” Applejack chuckled.

“A.J, so bold.” Pear let out a faux gasp.

“What can I say? Being called Amazon the first time really changed me.”

“Speaking of change, we might wanna get you out of those sweaty clothes and washed up.” Pear suggested.

Applejack caught her own scent, “Whew! No kiddin'. Sometimes I forget how much of a sweat I work up around the orchards.”

“Well, come on, let's get you cleaned up. In fact I'll even join ya.” Pear offered.

Applejack did a double take, “Wait, what?”

“Yeah. Come on, we always used to bathe together.”

“Yeah, when I was two.” Applejack reminded her.

“Applejack, we're both women here. We've nothing to hide. Besides I've been running back and forth all day I could use a soak myself. Come on, for old times sake?” Pear pleaded.

Applejack looked at her mom while imagining them in the position they'd be in. She knew Spike would kill to see them bathing together, and couldn't help but blush at it herself.

“Well, ok.” Applejack sighed.

“Great.” Pear said, as the two went inside the house.

In the bathroom, both mother and daughter started stripping down. Once both of them were naked, they each took the time to eye each other up. Applejack did feel envious of her mother being older and having breasts that were a bit bigger than hers. As for Pear, she admired how strong and fit her daughter was. In her mind, she was truly the epitome of her and Bright Mac's best qualities. Both ladies entered the shower area and Pear Butter turned the lever on, hot water coming out of the shower head.

With her hands lathered in soap, Pear Butter began to wash Applejack’s back. As she did, she could feel the muscles on her, noting how much her daughter worked out to keep her body in shape. It was understandable since she had to help out on the farm most of the time, whether it was carrying heavy loads of crates with apples or working in the fields with her big brother and the rest of the workers. Though she knew being away to expand the business with her husband was necessary for the business to grow, her one regret was not being with her three children much and missed out on a lot.

Pear Butter sighed as she got closer to Applejack. With her lathered, soapy hands, she began to wash Applejack’s breasts. She heard her daughter gasp. Which turned into a contented moan. Pear Butter was wondering if she should stop, but her daughter wasn’t protesting, so she kept going. She began to wonder if Applejack was thinking of Spike’s hands on her breasts in a similar situation like this. Pear Butter smiled as she fondled Applejack’s breasts, thinking back that even though she wasn’t at home most of the time, she had heard from Granny Smith that her daughter had trouble getting a significant other because of how tall and strong she was. She was glad that Spike didn’t have such hang ups and treated her daughter like a lady.

“Mom…that feels so good.” moaned Applejack.

“Thinking of your man, I take it,” Pear butter said as she rubbed Applejack’s nipples with her thumbs, “Does he wash you thoroughly? Does he get every part of your body clean?”

“Ooh, yeah. Like that…my nipples…”

“Such a lucky man, that Spike. He should be doing this for you all the time. Why should he need more women when he has you?”

“Just me, ma?”

Pear nodded, “I've seen the way he looks at you, girl. Hell, the way he holds you when he dances and the way kisses you when you think no one looking...he treats you special and he's a gentleman with a heart of gold that loves you like a man should. Problem is, he loves that Twilight girl and there's Pinkamena, that fancy girl Rarity, that artsy Sunset, Fluttershy, Rainbow...need I go on? He enjoys playing the field a little too much is all I'm saying.”

Applejack couldn't deny that fact about Spike always attracting more girls into his harem over the three years since she met him.

“Well, ma. Spike's just got so much love in his heart it's too much for one gal to handle.” Applejack explained.

“That boy really is a wonder, isn't he?” Pear asked her daughter.

“Eeyup.” Applejack confirmed.

Pear Butter let go of Applejack’s breasts and proceeded to get down on her knees. She used her hands to wash her daughter’s legs, making sure that each gets enough soap. Pear Butter couldn’t help but admire how well toned the legs were, again, thinking how much her daughter worked out. They felt very firm to the touch, very strong. Pear Butter then got a look on Applejack’s butt and began to wash it. She heard her daughter moan again and imagined that Spike would do this for her as well. As she washed her rear, Pear Butter also massaged there, eliciting another reaction as well. She smiled at this, thinking that Applejack is wishing Spike was here doing this for her.

‘Her imagination must be running wild,’ Pear Butter thought, as Applejack’s moans kept getting louder, ‘I wonder what my little Jackie is…’

What Pear Butter noticed was something running down Applejack’s thigh. At first, she thought it was a stray drop of water, but upon closer inspection, she could see that Applejack was really getting worked up. With her finger, she wiped the juice strand from her thigh. She gave it a lick and blushed, realizing what she just did. She had tasted her own daughter and had to admit that it did taste good.

Pear Butter’s mind went back to many years ago, to her friendship with Chiffon Swirl, the current Mrs. Cup Cake. Before she was married and even when she was dating Bright Mac, she and Cup Cake carried on a secret affair that went as far back as their days in high school, which started out as experimentation and then blossomed to being lovers. There were times where they shared a bath and Pear Butter would wash Cup Cake like she’s washing Applejack now. While she loved her husband, Pear Butter did miss her affair with her friend and was sad that it had to stop when she got married.

So into her memories that Pear Butter began to wash Applejack’s pussy and kiss her rear lovingly, her lips lingering.

“Mom…mom…what….,” gasped Applejack, feeling Pear Butter’s fingers on her pussy. “Ooh, mom…keep…your fingers…please…so…so…,”

Realizing what she was doing, Pear Butter moved away, blushing at what she had just done. She felt embarrassed and ashamed as she looked at Applejack, seeing a face that looked very worked up. Pear Butter looked away, seeing as she let herself get carried away by her memories.

“Jackie, I’m so sorry,” said Pear Butter frantically, “I…well…it’s just that…I…,”

“It’s okay, mom,” Applejack said sympathetically, “To tell you the truth, I was really getting into it. You seemed to know what you were doing with those hands. Is there something you’re not telling me?”

Pear Butter not wanting to let Applejack know about her secret affair with Mrs. Cake in the past fearing her daughter might think differently about her, spoke up, “Just call it instinct, Jackie.”

“I see,” she replied, “Well, that did feel comfy. Almost felt as good as when Spike would feel me up there.”

“Really?” Pear Butter asked.

“Oh, yeah. Spike may like himself a nice pair of boobs, but that boy enjoys himself a nice bangin' butt too.” Applejack chuckled.

“Well, with a nice toned butt like yours who could blame him?” Pear Butter asked rhetorically.

Applejack blushed, before looking at her mother feeling flustered at how lovely she looked with her own physique as the water dripped down her body.

“Ya know, you got a nice bod, yourself, ma.”

“You think so?” Pear Butter asked looking bashful.

“Uh-huh, and I think you know it too,” Applejack raised her brows, “Why else would ya try seducing my man that time you danced with him?”

“I wasn't trying to seduce him. I just wanted to see if I could still get the kind of reaction out of a younger man like I did when I was your age. And based off Spike's adorable reactions I'd say yes.”

Applejack rolled her eyes playfully, as Pear Butter offered her the soap, “Be good girl and get your ma cleaned up, ok?”

“Sure, ma.” Applejack complied.

After rinsing off all the soap from her body, Applejack lathered her hands with soap and began washing her mother’s back. As she did, Applejack couldn’t help but feel jealous of her mother. While she was proud of her own body and maintained it well, she could see why her boy Spike would be attracted to her. Pear Butter wasn’t as statuesque as her, but she had hips and a bust any man would go gaga for. She had remembered how her mother had her breasts pushed up against Spike’s chest and she caught him being putty in her mother’s hands while they danced. The fact that Pear Butter didn’t exactly discourage or admonish him really drove her up the wall. Still, she couldn’t be truly mad at her mother or Spike. Her mother can certainly be a tease sometimes and Spike…well Spike has a way with women and can be charming, whether he means to or not.

Applejack’s memories went back to when she drank Twilight’s potion that turned her into Pear Butter temporarily. She remembered how much Spike went at her and how differently she felt as her boy pleasured her and rammed himself into her wildly. Applejack couldn’t deny that Spike did desire her mother. Her jealousy crept up again as she used her hands to wash her mother’s breasts, fondling and massaging them as she chuckled.

“Jackie…what…ooh, my, what are…so…good.” moaned Pear Butter.

“You really have some big ones, mom,” Applejack commented as she fondled her mother’s breasts, “Spike would really love to get his hands on these beauties. They’re quite a handful.”

“Jackie…please, I…oooh, ah…I…how are you…so…so…”

“I don’t just play around with Spike, mom. I’ve had my hand on a few big ones like yours, so I have experience. Probably just as much experience as you, I reckon.”

“Please…Jackie…your hands are…ooh, more.”

“Don’t you worry, mom. I’ll clean you up good.”

Letting go of her mother’s breasts, Applejack proceeded to wash more of her body. Unlike her own body, Pear Butter’s felt soft to the touch. Jealousy welled up again in Applejack as she began to her mother’s legs. She got a good look at Pear’s butt and choked it up for another thing Spike could admire about her. Applejack began to massage her butt, which elicited a moan. What she noticed is that Pear spread her legs a bit, giving her a better view. Applejack moved her closer until she saw that her mother’s pussy was leaking juices. She could also from her body language that she tensed up. Getting an idea, Applejack began to clean Pear’s pussy, her fingers teasing around the opening.

“Cu…Jackie…that…so close…ooh, yeah…,” moaned Pear Butter.

“You’re getting yourself worked up, ma,” Applejack chuckled, “You keep making such a mess and I’ll never get you cleaned. Who are you thinking about just now?”

“Jackie…don’t make me say…I can’t…aah…oooh…keep going.” Pear Butter groaned.

“Yeah, I think I know who you were thinking of,” smirked Applejack, “It wasn’t pa, that’s for sure. I think you were thinking of my boy just now.”

“Jackie…no…how can you…I love…I love…oooh, your fingers…”

Indeed, Applejack’s fingers have worked their way inside Pear Butter’s pussy. She could hear her mother moan loudly, which she quickly covered up with her hand. Applejack slowly moved her fingers in and out, her mother’s juices already soaking it. She then gave Pear Butter’s clit a pinch, stimulating it. After a moment, Applejack’s fingers entered her mother’s pussy again.

“Yeah, Spike would love to enter you,” Applejack said as she worked her fingers faster, “He told me so every time he makes love to me. How he wants to lose himself in your breasts while he drives his hammer of a cock inside you, marking you as his territory until he is satisfied. You’d love him, ma. Maybe if you keep teasing him, he’ll satisfy your needs…in your mouth…inside your bum, or maybe inside your hot oven. Would you like that, ma? Would you like Spike to satisfy you until you can’t stand it?”

Pear Butter began tearing up as she felt close to climax. As much as she tried to deny it, Applejack’s words rang true to her. She did love to tease Spike every time she and her husband would come home to catch up with her daughter. She remembered how much her breasts pressed to the young man’s chest when they danced a year ago at a reunion. She loved how flustered he was and how much babbled. Spike had been very adorable and saw that it wouldn’t take much to get him. She knew it felt wrong teasing Spike since then, but she loved getting under his skin. Pear Butter would also dream of having Spike to herself and hearing Applejack say that Spike would love to have her made her feel all fluttery and flattered, knowing she could still get the attention of someone like Spike.

“Ooh, yeah, Spike would be good,” Applejack continued, as her finger action became more intense, “But maybe…maybe you’d love having a lady friend over. You miss the touch of a woman, do ya? You miss having your lady friend eating you out?’

Pear Butter gasped at Applejack’s words. She began to remember her friendship with Cup Cake and how it blossomed into something more. They had known each other for a long time and to them, it felt natural to explore their feelings and even get intimate. This had continued, even though they began seeing their future husbands and it ended when Pear Butter got married. It was heartbreaking, but Pear Butter truly loved Bright Mac. Even so, she did miss her touch and how it made her feel. The way Applejack was treating her only made her remember those times and how much she would love to have them again.

With her imagination running wild as she was getting close, Pear Butter’s moans were getting hard to suppress. She thought of Spike ramming her pussy and nibbling at her neck while Cup Cake played with her clit and fed on her breasts. Pear Butter’s shame melted and gave way to lust, giving in to her fantasy. Everything became a haze as she imagined more being done to her. She even began to picture herself and Cup Cake sharing Spike’s cock and even kissing each other while swapping the young man’s seed. It was becoming too much for Pear Butter to bear.

Unfortunately for Pear Butter, a full release never came as Applejack stopped fingering her pussy. She whined at being denied the pleasure as she still felt her body temperature being at an all time high. Pear Butter felt her daughter’s arms embrace her waist and she instinctively turned to face her. She couldn’t deny the intent on her daughter’s face. Cup Cake had often given it to her before making love to her. She truly missed this feeling and she didn’t want it to stop.

“Do you want to know how Spike kisses me, ma?” asked Applejack, a seductive smile on her face.

Pear Butter could only nod and Applejack turned her mother’s body around and planted her lips on hers. The kiss was intense from the start and she then felt herself respond to it. Applejack’s kiss was full of hunger as it deepened, Pear Butter could feel her tongue entering her mouth. The sensation of her daughter’s kiss and her breasts mashing with hers made her moan. She could feel Applejack holding her body tightly as she felt that she could collapse at any moment. As the kiss went on, Pear Butter’s imagination ran wild again. If this is how Spike kissed her daughter, than she could only imagine how good the sex felt. She felt envy for Applejack, knowing what a man she had and how intense the relationship must be.

Applejack let go of Pear Butter’s lips and backed off until her back was on the wall. She smiled invitingly towards her mother as she spread her thighs, revealing her worked up pussy as she beckoned her to come. She wasn’t disappointed when Pear Butter approached her without hesitation. She could see that her mother was willing to continue this as her breasts mashed with hers again.

“Now…I want you to kiss me…like you would do your lady friend,” Applejack instructed with a smirk, “I want to see if you really haven’t lost your touch.”

Applejack didn’t wait long as she felt Pear Butter’s lips on hers. The kiss wasn’t fierce or full of hunger, but it was delicate and gentle. It was a loving kiss that deepened as time went on. Applejack did feel her mother’s tongue work its way inside her mother, which she responded to. She moaned as she held Pear Butter close, her hands going low until she got to her butt. She squeezed and massaged them, urging her mother to be more bold. When the kiss ended, Applejack felt her mother’s lips go at her neck, feeling it getting licked and kissed. Applejack sighed, her body tingling at the attention it was getting.

‘Really feels like she hasn’t lost her touch,’ Applejack thought as she relished Pear Butter’s touch, ‘Ma…keep doing that…you really know how to please a lady.’

Pear Butter lowered herself to Applejack’s breasts and started to massage them. As she felt the heft in her hands, she marveled at their size, reminding her of her own breasts. She wondered how much Spike loved these breasts and much time he would spend just grabbing and sucking on them.

Pear smiled at her daughter, “You really are an amazon, Jackie.”

Applejack blushed while moaning, “Oh, come on, ma. Spike's the only one who calls me that.”

“And he's right about it,” Pear continued to massage her daughter's rack, “You have my beauty and your father's strength. The best qualities from us to make you up.”

“Thanks, ma.” Applejack smiled.

Pear Butter then smirked, “And just imagine if you two had kids what they'd inherit from both you and Spike.”

Applejack continued to blush from the idea of having kids with Spike, especially since they weren't even married yet. Still she thought about the possible offspring they'd have together and how they'd turn out. But then another thought hit her, “If Spike and I do have kids, what if we end up conceiving them in someplace inappropriate? I mean I was conceived by you and Pa on one of our tables. You two had Big Mac in the barn. And you conceived Applebloom in a confessional.” she laughed.

Pear Butter blushed remembering how free spirited she and Bright Mac were when it came to their love making. They had their kids in some questionable places, and the thought of her kids doing the same as they did concerned her.

“Maybe Spike and I will have our first child inside of the school's classrooms,” Applejack joked, “Soon as the janitor's done cleaning up, we go in and make a mess in there again.”

“Jackie, you really shouldn't say things like that.”

“Sorry, ma. Just imagining all that could happen between Spike and I. Listen to me talking about having kids with my man, and we ain't even married yet.”

“The time will come eventually, Applejack,” Pear Butter assured her, “After all, having Spike in the family could do our business some real good.”

“And how?”

“Well, you said Spike is aiming for a cooking degree in school,” the mother recalled, “And I've tasted the foods he knows how to make. Imagine the kind of gourmet meals he could make using our family produce.”

Applejack smiled and nodded, “Yeah, that would be good for our family business.”

“Oh, I am the luckiest mother there is,” Pear Butter sighed heavenly, “My boy's married and is looking to start a family, and here you are with a man of your own thinking about a loving future together. I can't wait till the day Applebloom finds herself a nice man to spend the rest of her life with.”

Applejack hearing that thought to herself, 'Maybe I should let Applebloom know to tell ma she's also into Spike like I am before it gets too late.'

Pear Butter lowered herself to Applejack’s breasts and started to massage them. As she felt the heft in her hands, she marveled at their size, reminding her of her own breasts. She wondered how much Spike loved these breasts and how much time he would spend just grabbing and sucking on them. Fondling them also brought back memories of her and Cup Cake doing this and how much she loved fondling and squeezing her breasts. Seeing that Applejack’s nipples were erect, Pear Butter gave one a small licks before engulfing it in her mouth. She heard her daughter moan in delight and kept suckling on her breasts while fondling the other breast and rubbing her nipple with her thumb. When she was done, Pear Butter went after the other breast and gave it the same treatment. She did, she couldn’t help but enjoy the taste as she hungrily sucked Applejack's breast.

‘I can't believe I’m doing this,’ thought Pear Butter as she bit and licked on Applejack’s nipple, ‘I can’t believe I’m enjoying this. How I miss sucking on breasts. I’m so hungry for them…and my sweet Applejack…she’s enjoying this!’

“Oh, yeah, mom,” moaned Applejack as she rubbed her hand on hair, “You truly know…ooh, yeah…your mouth…my nipples…suck on them…show me how much you know!”

Not wanting to waste any time, Pear Butter got down on her knees. She opened up her daughter’s clit to see deeper inside of her. She could see that she was very worked up as she leaked juices. Wanting to tease her daughter a bit, Pear Butter licked her thighs, which made her moan in complaint. She wanted to lick any stray juices, reasoning that she just wanted to clean her up. After she was done, Pear Butter stuck her tongue inside Applejack’s pussy, getting squirted in the face for her efforts. This emboldened Pear Butter as she licked deep inside her daughter, starting out slow as she also stuck her fingers inside. Hearing Applejack cry out in pleasure only emboldened her as her licks became faster as she drove her fingers in and out of her pussy.

‘I miss this…heaven forgive me, I miss this!’ thought Pear Butter deliriously, as she brought Applejack closer to climax, ‘Applejack…you taste so good. But Cup Cake…Chiffon…I miss your pussy…I miss our times…come for me…stain me…bathe me!’

“Ooh, yeah…oh, fuck!” screamed Applejack, “You’re great, mom! Lick me…suck it out…make your little girl cum! You really want my love, mom! Let me stain that hot face and-

Applejack screamed as she climaxed, forcing her mother’s face on her pussy so she could drink up all her juices. Pear Butter didn’t resist as she moaned, trying to get every bit of Applejack’s climax inside her mouth. Applejack breathed heavily, feeling very satisfied as her mother continued to lick deep inside her. After a moment, She let Pear Butter go and saw that her face was stained. She got down on her knees and kissed her deeply, inserting her tongue to get as much of her own juices as she could. After she was done, Applejack licked her mother’s face clean and kissed her again. She then placed her forehead on hers and stared at her, breathing heavily.

‘Jackie…’ Pear Butter thought as she breathed heavily.

Gently pushing Pear Butter on the tiled floor, Applejack began to kiss her neck as she used one hand to fondle one of her breasts and the other to stimulate her clit. Pear Butter howled as she felt her body temperature skyrocket. She almost climaxed to the touch as she moaned loudly. She shut her eyes tightly, fighting off the urge to climax. As much as Pear Butter tried to fight it, she began to thrash at the sensation, urging her to more.

Pear Butter felt her daughter go for her breasts like she did with her. She felt her lick her nipples hungrily and yanked them with her teeth. All the while, Applejack’s fingers kept going in and out of her pussy at a furious speed and it was getting more difficult to hold on to her orgasm. It felt as if her body was being roughed up and she didn’t want it to stop. When Applejack’s lips left her breasts, she looked down and saw her daughter’s head between her thighs. She didn’t have time to react as she felt her tongue invade her pussy, making her come on the stop. Applejack didn’t stop as she furiously licked her pussy, drinking as much juices as she could. Pear Butter urged her daughter on as she fondled her own breasts for more stimulation. She started to scream for more as she was getting close to another climax.

Applejack stopped licking her mother’s pussy, chuckling when she heard her mother whine. She lifted one of Pear Butter’s legs and moved her pussy so she could meet hers in a scissor position. She moved her hips slowly, humping her mother’s pussy as she reached over to fondle one of her breasts.

“Ooh, fuck…Jackie…fuck me…my pussy…ooh, yeah!” screamed Pear Butter.

“So what do you prefer, ma?” asked Applejack with a smirk, “I know you like a juicy pussy but I can tell you love cocks just as much!”

“Jackie…please,” begged Pear Butter tearfully.

“Maybe you like both,” Applejack continued as she moved her hips faster, “Maybe you want pa and Spike to light up both your ends while your girl fills your mouth with her pussy juice. Such a bad, horny woman you are! My own mother! Wanting to be sexed up and filled up by two men and a woman! Ooh, fuck, mom! Such a dirty-

Applejack was silenced when she felt a pair of lips on hers. It was very sudden, but felt herself responding to Pear Butter’s kiss. She felt her hips move her hips, matching the speed of her own movements as her pussy rubbed on her mother’s. Both women were getting close as their lips parted, their screams reaching a fever pitch as they were getting close.

Finally, Applejack and Pear Butter let out a scream that filled the bathroom. They climaxed at the same time as they held each other close, their breasts mashed together. When they felt their release finished, Applejack and Pear Butter stared at each other breathlessly, both tearing up. Pear Butter then kissed her daughter fully on the lips, guiding her down to the tiled floor. She let go of them until she gave her more kisses on the cheek.

Both ladies held each other as the water from the shower washed over them.

As nighttime arrived and inside the dining room, Granny Smith and Pear Butter were bringing out some food to the table. Seated on one side were Applejack and Applebloom, while on the other side was Big Mac and his wife Sugar Belle. Granny Smith and Pear Butter set all the food down while the rest of the family took a whiff at the food, taking in the aroma. Their mouths watered at the sight, especially at the apple pie.

“Mm, that smells so good, Mrs. Apple.” Sugar Belle said.

“Thank you kindly, Sugar Belle.” Pear Butter smiled.

“Taught her all she knows about baking a good apple pie.” Granny Smith boasted with pride, "Had to, really. I wasn't going let my boy cook all the family meals and all the girl knew how to cook was Pear Cake. Nothing wrong with that, she just needed a bit of variety."

Applejack and Applebloom giggled at the sight of their mom looking sheepish from their grandmas claim.

Before they could sit down, they heard the doorbell ring, "Hmm, wasn't expecting company." Granny Smith said curiously.

“I'll get it.” Big Mac said, as he went to answer it.

As Pear Butter sat down, both she and Applejack were trying to avoid eye contact while also hiding the blush on their faces. It had been a big deal what they had done in the bathroom and had to thank their lucky stars that no one was around the house when they had their fun. While the experience did make them feel good, it was something they felt they rather keep to themselves for the time being.

Applebloom, who had been sitting in between the two, noticed the awkwardness between her sister and her mother. With the way they kept shifting their eyes and the blush on their faces, it dawned on her. Her eyes went wide at the realization as she looked at her sister and mother with a blush.

'O.M. Gosh, ma and Applejack, they...they couldn't have and yet....wow!' Applebloom thought to herself.

Applebloom glanced at Applejack and a smirk grew on her face. She made sure that no one was looking, her left hand crept closer before grasping her sister's thigh and started to rub it.

Applejack almost jumped upon feeling something touch her thigh and rub it. She realized it was Applebloom who was feeling her up. She was about to protest when her sister's hand was starting to enter her shorts. Though it did feel good with how her little sister was feeling her up, she gained enough control that she shot Applebloom a glare telling her now was not the time. Applebloom backed off but smirked at her older sister hinting she was going to talk about this with her later, which Applejack figured as much.

Big Mac came back and spoke, “We got company.”

Entering the dining room was Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake. While this was a pleasant surprise for some at the dining table, that one that had shocked look on her face Pear Butter. Memories of the past came back and how much she thought of her during her romp with Applejack made her blush even deeper.

“Evening, Apples!” Pinkie called.

“Pinkie?” Applejack asked.

“Cup Cake?” Pear Butter asked, the look of shock still on her face.

“Hi, all.” Cup Cake greeted sheepishly, trying not to stare at Pear Butter.

“Well, this is sure a surprise,” Granny Smith laughed, “Why didn't ya tell us you was dropping by?”

“Really it was a spur of the moment,” Cup Cake answered, while exchanging looks with Pear Butter, “I hope we're not intruding.”

“None, at all. Big Mac bring in some extra chairs.” Granny Smith said.

“Sure thing.” Big Mac said, as he brought in two more chairs setting one up next to his mom for Mrs. Cake, and one in between Applejack and Granny Smith for Pinkie Pie.

“So, Pinkie, how was work today?” Applejack asked.

“Delicious as always,” Pinkie smiled, before whispering to her friend, “In more ways than one.”

Applejack raised a brow before noticing a blush on Mrs. Cake's face.

“Right.” Applejack replied curiously.

Pear Butter looked around seeing her family, oldest friend, and daughter-in-law together and smiled, “It's so nice to be here with all of you. And I mean all of you.” she said looking to Mrs. Cake, who smiled.

“I'll drink to that.” Granny Smith said, as she picked up her mug of cider.

Applejack poured some cider for Pinkie and Mrs. Cake before taking her seat. Pear Butter picked up her cider and spoke, “A toast, to family and friends.”

“Cheers!” they announced before drinking their cider.