Applejack waltzed over towards the barn, freezing and irritated by the cooling night air. It seemed like this whole day had gone by in a blur, and the second day of her contract with Soarin’ was dwindling. She only had Sunday night left now, and that was a pain that lingered in her heart. It was something that she didn’t want to think about what would happen after the weekend? She knew that the Wonderbolt would have to go back to work, and she wouldn’t be able to follow. Even though Soarin’ had said they were more than a fling, there was still a small part of her brain that teased the idea of him forgetting her and moving on with his carefree bachelor lifestyle.

As they entered the house, she was immediately warmed up, and headed upstairs with Soarin’. “Better go get changed and head to the dinner table,” She said, heading to her room. “Granny’s probably on her last nerve with us, and we don’t want to be tardy.”

“Just wondering what I should change into…” The pegasus said, remembering that he really didn’t have any changes of clothes, other than his Wonderbolt outfit.

“Just take a look in your room, feather-boy,” Applejack said. “Knowing Granny, she probably had the hindsight to lay some fresh clothes given our… situation.” The cowpony open the door, and sure enough, a change of clothes were laying on her bed. “See what I mean?” She called from beyond her room. “I’ve got a change right here. I’m sure you’ve got something in your room as well.”

Soarin’ sighed. “Sure hope so,” he said as he started to walk to his guest bedroom.

However just as he was about to enter his room, he heard a creak behind him. “Hey Soarin’, think fast!”

“Huh?” The Wonderbolt asked, turning around to be greeted by a flash, mildly blinding him for a moment. He knew what kind of flash that was… the worst kind of flash, a flash that haunted his nightmares and made his life a living hell. A camera flash.

“Jackpot,” Apple Bloom snickered as the photo on her camera popped out. She snatched it up, giving it a few waves as the black box on the picture coloured itself, revealing a shocked blue pegasus, fully naked and exposed to the world. “A legit nude of Soarin’ the Wonderbolt. I’m sure the media would love to get a hold of this.”

“Ah great…” Soarin’ groaned, smacking his palm and into his face. How could he be so stupid? Letting his guard down in a house with a horny teenager? What the hell was he thinking? “OK kid, you got me. I’m sure that all your little friends are going to revel at this little nude you’ve got, but if you could rip that up for me, that’d be really swell of you.”

The young filly laughed to herself. “Please, do you think I’m just going to do something like that for free?” She shook her head. “No… I want something in return.”

“Blackmail, wonderful,” the pegasus said sarcastically. “What do you want? Money? A date? Do you want me to do something degrading and soul-shattering?” He knew very well what the filly probably wanted, as this wasn’t his first run in with a mare with a camera. “So what do I have to do to get that picture back?”

“Oh, it’s right simple what I want from you, Soarin’,” The young mare smiled deviously, looking at her sister’s room. A small part of her wished that she could have been there to see this. “I want you to spend the night with me to make my sister jealous.”

“Wow,” was all the Wonderbolt could think of saying. “That’s… how old are you again?”

“I’m old enough,” the crimson-haired filly said, batting her eyes while leaning against the doorframe of her bedroom. “So, do we have a deal?”

“Of course not,” Soarin’s said, rather shockingly.

“W-What?” Apple Bloom stuttered, taken aback by what Soarin’ had just said. “D-do you have any idea what you’re saying?” She held up the picture in front of her. “I’m not bluffing to get what I want. I WILL send this into every paper and magazine in Equestria if I have to.”

“Then go right ahead, I don’t care,” Soarin’ shrugged.

Apple Bloom couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “But I thought this was your worst fear! I’ve heard rumors and stories about how you’ve never wanted a naked picture of you shown to the public, and that you’d go to any lengths to prevent something like that from happening.”

The Wonderbolt started to snicker a little. “Well… that all was true. For the longest time I didn’t want the whole world to see my junk but now it doesn’t really matter anymore. Do you want to know why?” The stunned and wordless response from Apple Bloom was all the blessing he needed to continue. “It’s because I wanted the first time your sister saw me naked to be in person, not in a photo.”

He sighed deeply. “I had no idea who your sister was, or if she’d even share my feelings on the matter, but just in case I didn’t want her to think I was some man-whore who went around dangling it all for the world to see. Unfortunately, that just made every paparazzi try even harder to get that money shot from me. So I’ve done everything in my power to keep that from getting out. In total, it’s cost me three million bits, fifteen unwilling dates, and a LOT of butt touching… but now that your sister and I are together, I don’t need to worry about that. So go nuts.” He turned around and was about to enter his room, but stopped for a moment. “Besides, your sister’s seen me naked plenty of times!” He laughed to himself. It felt good to finally not have to worry about things like that, even though he’d still try not to make it a habit.

Soarin’ was about to enter his room when he heard the door crack from across the room. Applejack teary head poked out from her room. She had just been about to put her clothes on when she heard Soarin’ and Apple Bloom’s conversation. The cowpony was about to intervene when she heard her sister’s proposal, but that’s when Soarin’ started his confession… and moved her heart. So much that she had to open the door.

“Y’all… y’all really did that for me?” She asked hesitantly. “You didn’t even know who I was? It… it cost you so much.”

Soarin’ nodded, smiling. “True, but I think it was worth it. You’re worth it.”

“Oh… well,” the orange mare started to say, but she was hesitant in finishing. “Much appreciated!” She slammed the door behind her, her heart racing and her breath growing heavy. “My stars…” She whispered, sliding down the wood of her door. He went through all of that pain and hardship for her… without even knowing anything about her. His complete faith in finding her and his willingness to preserve his decency were just small testament of his love for her…

She blushed, clutching her bare breast as her legs curled up. Her other hand started to fiddle with her long, blonde mane, twisting it nervously and staring out the window. The stars were in full bloom tonight, quite beautiful actually. It got her thinking a little… how was she going to make this a night as beautiful as the stallion she love?

She got up, and peeked through the crack in her door. She was just able to catch Soarin’ leaving his room, now fully clothed and heading down for dinner. The farm mare waited and listened until she knew Soarin’ was down the stairs before tiptoeing out of her room and sneaking into his room. She had an idea for her Wonderbolt…

*****

“Applejack, get your caboose into gear!” Granny Smith hollered up the stairs from the kitchen. “Dinner’s getting cold, and I can’t keep fighting off the wolves for you!”

Apple Bloom and Soarin’ were already sitting down at the table, doing their best to keep themselves from indulging in the feast that laid before them. Bread, gravy, meatballs, cream covered carrots and roasted apple slices and cinnamon apple pies… The pegasus was salivating just thinking about it. It was hard for him to not just pile up his plate of delicious food and just pig out.

Finally, Applejack, now fully dressed in her regular attire, was hopping down the stairs and practically crashed into her seat. “Sorry for keeping you waiting, I had to deal with something upstairs. So what’s for dinner?”

“What’s in front of you, missy,” Granny Smith said, taking a seat down in her chair at the end of the table. “I hope you and the pegasus cleaned up after work. And that barn better be spotless when I go and check up on it.”

“I highly doubt that…” Applejack mumbled under her breath.

“What was that, missy?”

“Nothing, ma’am,” the cowpony said, serving herself up a plate of food. “I’ll hose it all down in the morning, if it doesn’t meet the princess’s standards.” She took a moment to pour some gravy on her meatballs. “And speaking of the barn, I think we may want to invest in a lock. Today I found some unwanted critters messing around in the hay.” She gave a shivering shudder, knowing full well she’d have to throw away half the hay and possibly the apples.

Granny Smith gave a small snort. “Well, maybe you should just make some noise and scare them all awake.”

Apple Bloom was a little confused as to what they were talking about, and decided to snuggle up a little to Soarin’, who in turn slid his chair away from her. The young filly frowned a little, slumping onto the table as she poked her food.

“Apple Bloom, don’t just poke at your dinner and eat it,” Granny Smith said. “It’s going to get cold.”

“Whatever…” she groaned, not really paying attention. “I’m not really that hungry.” She got up and started heading out of the room. “I’m heading out, don’t wait up.”

“You get your little butt back in your seat until dinner’s done. For the love of the princess we have a dinner guest,”The apple matriarch said. “Show some respect, child.”

“Oh, and like this house shows me respect,” Apple Bloom groaned. “So why should I show it to you?” She continued to leave the house.

“Now don’t you dare turn your back to—” They all heard the door slam shut, and Granny Smith looked steaming mad. “The nerve on that child! I’ll kill her, Applejack. Bless my heart and pardon my sins I’ll hang her out to dry if she doesn’t change that attitude of hers.”

“The nerve on that kid…” Applejack grumbled. “Where in Equestria did she get this angst?”

Soarin’ got up from the table. “Excuse me, I need to use the washroom. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” He started heading towards the bathroom, but instead of entering the bathroom, he took a corner and entered the kitchen and exited through the back door. He then took off into the air, scoping around and finally spotting the young yellow filly running down the path towards town. The Wonderbolt swooped down and realized that Apple Bloom was crying. Soarin’ dove down in front of her, fluttering a little before landing. “Hey Apple Bloom.”

“Leave me alone…” She said harshly..”

“I can see that, but that doesn’t excuse you from the way that you acted at dinner.”

Apple Bloom turned her head away in a huff. “Like you care. You don’t even know me.”

Soarin’ nodded. “I know that… but I wouldn’t mind getting to know you better.” He took a seat on a fallen log and patted the spot next to him. “Come on, if you can’t talk to the stallion you tried blackmailing into sleeping with you, then who the hell can you talk to?”

Apple Bloom gave a groan and sat next to the Wonderbolt. “Fine… but I’m not talking to you, just so you know.”

“That’s fine,” Soarin’ said. “I don’t mind sitting here and looking at the stars. It’s a very pretty night tonight, don’t you think?”

“Sure…” Apple Bloom said coldly. “You know that I can leave whenever I want, right?”

“I know,” he nodded. “But you’re still sitting here, and that makes me think that you do want to talk about it.”

Apple Bloom blushed a little. “Yeah well… it’s not like you’d understand.”

“Give me a shot,” Soarin’ offered.

“I’m… I’m depressed. This whole thing is depressing,” Apple Bloom muttered to herself. “I’m just really… lonely.”

“Lonely? A pretty little thing like you?” Soarin’ smirked. “Impossible.”

“Well it’s true…” Apple Bloom said, her head hanging down. “It wasn’t so bad when it was just Sweetie Belle with Button Mash, but Scootaloo just got asked out on a date by Rumble and now I’m starting to feel like a third or fifth wheel when hanging out with them.”

“Is that why you’re acting out so much?” Soarin’ asked, and Apple Bloom gave him a nod. “And it must suck that your sister brings home somepony like me, plus I hear your brother’s got a thing with a school teacher.”

“It feels like I’m the only pony alive that doesn’t have a coltfriend…” The young mare said begrudgingly. “I mean, even that bitch Tiara is going steady… granted it’s with Silver Spoon surprise there—”

“Am I supposed to know who these ponies are?” Soarin’ asked.

“No just… venting a little,” Apple Bloom took a deep breath. “It actually feels really nice to get this all out in the open, even if it’s to a complete stranger.”

“Ah, don’t worry about it,” Soarin’ said. “And I don’t plan on being too much of a stranger.”

“Yeah… you make my sister happy… Sorry for trying to blackmail you into sleeping with me.”

Soarin’ laughed. “Hey, don’t worry about it. You’re not the first to do that, and you probably won’t be the last.” He scrunched up the young mare’s hair a little. “And there’s nothing wrong with being single. It just means you have more time to find that special somepony of yours. So never give up, Apple Bloom.” He got up from the log. “Now come on, your family’s three kinds of pissed and you owe them a big apology.”

“I guess I do…” She moaned. “This is going to suck ass, ain’t it?” Soarin’ nodded, not reassuring her confidence in the matter. “Ah crap… Well, we should get this over with.” And with that, the two of them slowly walked back to the farmhouse. When they got onto the porch, Apple Bloom looked to Soarin’. “Thank you again for listening.”

“Anytime kid,” Soarin’ said, opening the door for her. “Now, time to face the music.”

With a weak smile, Apple Bloom walked into the house and into the kitchen. Granny Smith was just cleaning up the rest of dinner when she saw her granddaughter enter the kitchen. “Well look who came back? I hope you’re still ain’t hungry, cause I’m just about finished cleaning up.”

“That’s fine…” Apple Bloom said. “Look… I was acting really immature tonight… and lately, I’ve been just feeling really down in the dumps, and I took it out on my family when I know I shouldn’t have done so. I know it doesn’t really fix everything I’ve done, but I’m really sorry I’ve been such a brat.”

Granny Smith crossed her arms and stared at her granddaughter before walking into the kitchen, returning shortly with a plate of food. “Eat up, girl,” she said warmly.

“Thanks Granny…” Apple Bloom said, getting a little teary eyed as she hugged her grandmother. “And I mean it, I’m really sorry.”

“I know you are, sweetie,” Smith said, patting the young mare on the back. “And I love you, Apple Bloom. Now eat up and get to bed, we’re all working tomorrow.”

“OK, Granny,” The young mare nodded, breaking from the hug and sitting at the table to eat her dinner.

With his work done, Soarin’ left the kitchen with a stretch. It had been a long day, and it was fair to say that he put in more work hours than he had in a while. Now, all he really wanted to do was hit the hay and go to sleep.

“Hey there Wonderbolt,” Applejack grinned. She had been waiting by the stairs for him. “I think I might be losing my hearing, because I could have sworn that the little hellion came here and apologized. Are y’all sure you went to the bathroom?” She asked smugly.

“What can I say? I put the ‘Wonder’ in Wonderbolt,” Soarin’ sighed sarcastically.

“Heh… well, thanks for saving the day, Soarin’,” She gave a loud yawn. “Well… better go and get some sleep! It’s another day in the field for us.” She scurried up the stairs and entered her room, closing it right after.

“… Goodnight?” Soarin’ asked, a little confused. He had thought that something else was going to go down, but maybe she was all sexed out for the day. He shrugged, assuming that there was good enough reason why they would sleep in different room tonight. So he headed to his room, yawning as he started to take off his clothes. However, before he was able to pull off his boxers, he noticed a small note on his bed. He picked up said note and skimmed over it.

My room. Now.

-Applejack

“Well, who am I to ignore a request?” The Wonderbolt grinned, turning around and heading back into the hallway and to Applejack’s door. He gave it a little knock and waited for an answer. When there was no answer, he slowly turned the handle and realized the door was unlocked. He creaked the door open a little. “Applejack… you there?” He opened the door a little more and saw that the room was empty. “Applejack?” He walked into her bedroom, and suddenly the door slammed shut behind him.

“Hey there, feather-boy,” Applejack said lustfully. She had been hiding behind the door when Soarin’ entered the room.

“Holy crap…” Soarin’ gasped, turning around and seeing Applejack in her new attire. Her old clothes she had worn during dinner were in puddles around her ankles, revealing something else underneath. Applejack had snuck into Soarin’s room and stole one of his Wonderbolt outfit, and was now wearing it. The fabric clung tightly to her aroused body, her firm nipples scratching against the fabric. She wagged her tail a little and started to back the pegasus towards her bed. “It’s a shame earth ponies can’t be Wonderbolts…”

“I take it you like the outfit?” Applejack grinned, pushing him onto the bed. “I didn’t realize how tight these things were.” She turned around, letting him get a full view of her as she tugged on her outfit around her flank, stretching it as far as she could before letting go and snapping back against her cheeks, sending a light sting throughout her body. She turned back around, hopping onto the bed and on top of Soarin’. “I don’t know how you can wear these things all the time, they’re mighty tight.”

“It’s so they’re light, and aerodynamic,” Soarin’ grinned. He placed his hands on her hips, and slowly slid his one hand down her side, and in between her legs. The fabric of the outfit offered little protection from his mischievous fingers, which started to slowly feel around her lips, slipping right between the two folds. Applejack bit her lips to stop from moaning as she slowly lowered herself on top of his fingers, moving her hips in tangent with him. She lowered her chest, so her rack dangled in Soarin’s face as he leaned in forward, grabbing the front zipper of the outfit with his teeth and zipping it down, freeing her large mounds.

Applejack sighed in relief. As thrilling as this all was, her boobs were feeling kind of cramped in that suit, and it was nice to have them out again. Plus, it gave Soarin’ something else to play with. And play with them he did, instantly digging his face into her two luscious mounds, his rough tongue dragging and lapping around his two new plaything. He favoured the left breast, nibbling lightly on the teat, and sucking heavily on it. His own hands stopped massaging Applejack’s nether region, and started pulling his boxers down.

The cowpony adjusted herself a little, positioning herself on top of Soarin’s waist. She dragged a finger on her wet breast, he had really gone to town on it, not that she mind, but her right boob was feeling a little neglected. In any case, it was finally time to get to the main event. The thing that they were both craving to do, and despite getting intimate twice so far… have yet to do.

She slowly peeled herself out of the suit, having to stretch it far out in order to get it off. It snapped against her waist as she finally got the sleeves off, and with it the hard point. She rolled onto her back and trundled down the rest of her outfit, making sure to keep her legs sticking straight into the air and her tail down, letting Soarin’ get the full view of her lower areas. With the pants finally going past her legs, she let her legs fall down, and she spread them as far as she could. It was practically rolling up the red carpet.

She blushed, her heart racing as Soarin’ leered down on her. She had never felt so exposed before, so vulnerable. They were over the covers, but she never felt so hot. She reached up and grabbed Soarin’ pulling him down onto her. No more teasing and playing around. It was time for the real deal. “R-Ready cowboy?”

“I’ve been ready for years,” Soarin’ smiled, getting himself into position. “Just tell me how you want it.”

Applejack turned even redder. She would probably just be happy with him finally getting into her, but… “Well, I…” Suddenly, her mind was drawing a blank. “Ah crap!” Had she really forgotten how she liked it? Had it really been that long?! “I… I forget?”

Soarin’ gave her a look. “You forget? How the heck do you forget something like that? It’s like riding a bike.”

“Well it’s been awhile since I’ve ridden a bike, OK!?” The orange mare said in a fluster. “Sorry I’m not jumping on every bike I see, so I’m a little out of practice!”

“Hey, hey!” The pegasus gulped. “It’s OK, it uh…” He tried to think of something to calm her down. “It just gives us a chance to rediscover ourselves. So why don’t we take things nice and slow, and go from there?”

Applejack nodded. This was acceptable.

“Good,” Soarin’ said, nodding as he grabbed his prick, pressing it against Applejack’s eager, moist folds. They looked at each other, and with a nod, the Wonderbolt pressed into the mare. Applejack’s seized up from the intense first thrust, and letting out a girlish squeak. She clawed at her bedsheets and nearly ripped them from the mattress. In that second her breathing intensified, but eventually her nerves relaxed, and she could just enjoy herself.

When he started to pull out a bit, it was like he was taking her breath with it, and when he pressed back in, she was hit with a tidal wave of pleasure and mind-numbing joy. She found herself becoming whimsical, getting lost in a maze of emotion and the rhythm of their soaked privates smacking against each other. The mare found herself grabbing her right boob, and squeezing it so she could feel something along with the ecstasy being pounded into her mound, to distract her so this wonderfulness could last longer.

Soarin’ though, had other plans. He thrust into Applejack, pressing in as deeply as he could, not only to hear that fanciful coo of hers, but so he could keep his balance as he rolled onto his back, letting AJ be on top. The orange mare nearly flopped over from the sudden change of position, her mind was hardly there anymore, lost in the dream they were sharing. She stared at him, eyes lusty and half-lidded as he raised two fingers to her chin and up to her mouth. She instinctively opened her mouth and began to suck on his two little digits as if they were his cock, flapping and wrapping her tongue around and through the two fingers. Once they were nice and lubed up, Soarin’ pulled them out, much to Applejack’s dismay, even getting a little pouty face from her. It was cute, but he wanted to see her face after this…He placed the two wet finger against her flank, sliding down into the crease and easily into her iliac ring.

“Ah crap!” Applejack’s eyes shot open as she yelped that. The sudden penetration of her rear was… sudden as Soarin’s fingers dug deeper into her, each inch bringing a new stimulation. What was once causing her a bit of confusion and shock soon turned to wonder, a wonder as to why he didn’t use more fingers. Applejack could add this to her list of dirty little secrets. But since she was getting a new one, perhaps she could spill an old one. “Soarin’… my tail…”

“You’re tail?” He asked. “Do you not like this?”

“No, I love it but…” She wagged her tail over to her side. “I don’t think that I can hold out much longer. But I want to end this right. So when I tell you, I want you to pull on my tail with all you’ve got.” She placed her hands on the core of Soarin’s stomach. “Think you can handle that?”

Soarin’ grabbed the end of her blonde tail and nodded.

It was Applejack’s turn to control the pace, and she was ready to turn up the speed. She started bobbing up and down on the stallion’s stiff member, and each sinfully delicious smack on their groin was like a bicycle pump pumping them close to explosion. Soarin’ watched as her firm tits bounced with each thrust, wiggling around uncontrollably in a hypnotizing manner of mammary glands. Thing were starting to get to much, and the pegasus felt himself peaking. “Applejack I’m—”

“Pull it now, Soarin’!” The farmpony screamed at the top of her lungs. She too was on the verge of climax and all she needed to do was open the floodgates. Without any regrets, the two gave everything they had in those final moments, with Soarin’ bucking up into Applejack, jamming his fingers deeply into her anus, and pulling as hard as he could on the mare’s tail. For a split moment, all Applejack could see were stars as she was caught in a tornado of a wonderful fucking, the sensation of something new, and the delightful sting of something familiar. Soarin’s load overflowed into Applejack, with plenty of gunk squirting around the base of his member. The mare’s cum flowed down the pegasi, soaking into his fur and dripping off onto the bedsheet.

It took them a few moments, but the two finally came down from their high, and the two collapsed onto the bedspread.

“That… was… the… greatest…” Applejack panted, her thoughts finally coming back to her in a less cluttered fashion.

“Sex… I’ve… ever… had…” Soarin’ said with a heavy breath, turning to Applejack and flashing her with a smile. “With you.”

Despite being exhausted, Applejack managed to give him a blunt stare. “You dick…” She said before laughing. “You’re lucky I love you, or I’d kick your ass for saying that.”

“Oh, so now you love me?” Soarin’ asked, snuggling up to the cowpony.

“I…” Applejack turned a little red, but she knew that it wasn’t a lie, or something to get embarrassed over. “Yes… I love you.”

“Well that’s good,” Soarin’ said, giving the mare a kiss on the forehead. “Cause I love you too.”

Author's Note

And boom goes the dynamite.
And in record timing too!

... Goddess there's no way I'll be able to keep this pace.