The sweet taste of apples

by Twilights favorite quill

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Sex, Applejack, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy
Length: 4546

Will you be able to express your feelings for a certain orange earth pony?

You are a worker on the fields of the Apple Family as you discover your love for an orange coated young mare with a cowboy hat. Will you be able to deal with your feelings or does she even share them with you? You are about to find out in this romantic and erotic story.

This is my first fiction

Inspired by Crowley
http://www.fimfiction.net/user/Crowley

Image by jbutler1983 on deviantart
http://jbutler1983.deviantart.com/

Edited by slashe720
http://www.fimfiction.net/user/slashe720

HUGE thanks to him. If you have enjoyed reading this fic it's probably due to his corrections on the storys terrible grammar and spelling

[I'm so going to go to Pony hell for this]

Published 2012-02-17 16:34:02 UTC
Last updated 2012-02-17 16:34:02 UTC

Chapter one: the gold of the sun

Chapter one: The gold of the sun

You put down the last basket of apples in relief, the daily shift on the apple farm nearing its end.You start to take a breath while looking outside the barn where you and your co-workers brought about half the orchard over the last few days. The golden sun near the edge of the horizon floods the apple trees in a golden light. Some rays touch the cones of the trees causing them to shine in a very special shade of green. It is this time of the year you miss the most from life on the countryside.
Since you are a Pegasus you do not belong to the ground, but it is moments like this one which make you wish you did.
Also the body of a Pegasus wasn’t made for the hard work on the fields, especially during applebuck season.That is the reason why the Apple family usually only hires earth ponies to help them harvest the apples before the first snow comes and spoils them.
The only reason why you are allowed to stay at the farm during the season is because you have proven yourself to be very helpful with getting the apples off the tops of the trees.

You close your eyes and inhale the thick air. A light breeze touches your coat. As a Pegasus you can smell that there is going to be a storm tonight.
You open up your eyes again to take another look at the dawning sun.

“Howdy Sugarcube”
A rather familiar voice shakes you out of your thoughts. Gazing upon the remarkable landscape you didn’t notice a young orange mare with a Cowboy hat approaching you from the side.

“Umm… hello Applejack” you reply slightly embarrassed, you must have been a strange sight looking into the dawning sun all by yourself. Applejack was another reason why the Apple family kept employees around during the Applebuck season. Due to her stubbornness she nearly managed to ruin the entire yield a few years ago. Only through the help of her friends the family was able to supply Ponyville with apples over the following year.
Applejack had been the reason you came back to work on the fields during applebuck season. Not only because you liked her, but because she helped you during the first time you had worked in the fields. Back then you wanted to give up after a few days because you saw your co-workers, all earth ponies, working so much faster in bucking the trees than you could ever accomplish. Rather than throwing you out of the team, Applejack soon discovered your potential in picking the missed apples that didn’t fall. That was very encouraging so you came back in the next year. And the year after that. Eventually you were the only Pony who was left from the original team that helped the Apple family.

Over the years you and Applejack grew a very special kind of friendship, the kind where you don’t have to say something to let the other know what you feel or think about different topics. However it never went further in your relationship than drinking one jar of Apple family cider together. Although something deep inside of you screams to flatly go and ask her out on a date, you fear that she will refuse the offer, hurting you. Besides, it could affect your friendship, which is one of the most valuable things you have. You’ve always been more of a quiet type and you are thankful for every social contact you have.

“I reccon you want to stay here lookin into the sun till ya go blind rather than join us at the finishing celebration?” she asks you with a big smile on her face. Even though you are on a farm that mostly grows apples you can still smell the slight aroma of mellow apples coming from her blond mane.
“Err.. sure why not?” you reply trotting after the orange earth pony in direction of the main barn in which the celebration had already begun. As you stride over the meadow Applejack eyes you curiously. Even through the corners of your eyes you can see that she is up to something.
“Wanna race me to the barn?” she smirks.
Before you can begin to form any kind of response she dashes away leaving a dust cloud behind her. Even as a rather shy Pegasus, you cannot let an earth Pony win in a race against you, even when it’s Applejack.
“Oh your on”you say to yourself speeding away in a fast gallop. Soon you catch up with her and try to gain the lead. But you underestimate her strength as she pushes forward leaving you a few inches behind her. You cannot forbear to notice the athletic nature of her body and her strong legs. You are approaching the tip of a small hill as Applejack yells a happy “Yihaa”. Additionally powered by the forces of gravity she is gaining speed and thus the lead. For a small moment an undefinable brownish object covers your face, pressed against it by the airstream. You don’t mind and with a wisp of your hoof you leave the object behind in the grass. Due to this incident Applejack now is well ahead of you. But it’s not your turn to give up yet. You focus on your rival’s movement as you mobilize all your remaining endurance from this day and prepare for a final attack on the first position in this race. In a last spurt you manage to outrun Applejack who suddenly starts to break heavily.

“HAHA I WON!” you yell as a growing shadow in front of you grabs your attention. One Moment later you find yourself lying on the ground in front of the massive wooden wall of the barn, holding one hoof against your hurting forehead. “Good thing you’re just as thick-skulled as I am. Otherwise that barn could’ve hurt you badly” the approaching Applejack giggles trying to cover her big smirks with one hoof. “Here let me help you partner” she pulls you up upon your shaking legs. With her deep green eyes she looks at yours, her facial expression changing from amusement into worry. “You are not hurt are you?” she asks rather concerned.
“Oww.. “you feel a bump on your skull but everything else seems to be fine.
You pull a painful face
“..I think I am okay”
Applejack smiles in relief and asks “So is your thick-head ready to join the Celebration now?”
“You bet I am” you reply with your most cool sounding voice trying to forget the dumb act of you running into the barn wall at the end of the race.

With a chuckle you and Applejack enter the barn.

Chapter two: An unsuccessful dinner

Chapter two: An unsuccessful dinner

The barn is full of wonderful smells and noises from different kinds of delicious dishes and a dozen ponies enjoying themselves. With the rumble of your tummy you realize how hungry you actually are. Applejack who heard the unambiguous sound from your gut smiles at you and nods in direction of one of the long tables covered with a white blanket. Before you can eat you have to squeeze yourself through a group of ponies and sit down on the wooden bench.
You take a look around.

The barn is built out of solid wood, made from hardened apple wood. For the celebration the barn had been divided in two functional parts. One serves as the place for the dining tables. The other, now that you showed up late to eat with the other workers, is just a wide open space where most of the ponies stood in groups. Some of them danced to music coming from an old gramophone. In one corner of the barn you recognize Granny Smith, the old mare who was in charge of the farms businesses. Of course she was asleep in her old rocking chair, as she usually was at this hour.
You remember back at the first year of your work at the farm.

Applejack places herself on the other side of the table, resting one of her elbows on the table to support her head. As soon as you made yourself comfortable you feel someone tapping you on the shoulder. You turn your head to see three fillies in front of you. An orange Pegasus with a purple mane, a white unicorn with a grey pinkish mane and a yellow earth pony with a big red ribbon in her hair. All three of them smiling at you like angles (you could swear that even for a second, you could see three halos above their heads).

“Umm… excuse me?” you ask.
“May we take your order sir?” The white unicorn beams at you.
“We are the cutie mark crusader waiters, on our quest to be the best waiters in all of Ponyville” The earth pony smiles
“And to find our special talents as waiters and earn our cutiemarks” the Pegasus adds.
You hear an annoyed sigh from Applejack as she rests her head on the table, covering her ears with her two front hooves.
“I’d like to have the apple strudel” you say to the unicorn.
“Right away” the three fillies chant in unison as they speed away.

Applejack risks a glance at the situation and removes her face from the desk, giving you a nervous smile.
“I hope ma sister and her crusaidin friends didn’t bother you too much”
“I find it very cute” you giggle.
In the same moment you hear the three fillies returning with your long-awaited food
“.. I’m gonna deliver the food and gain MY cutie mark first” you hear the little earth pony yell
“NO, it is ME who will get the cutie mark, argh” the Pegasus screams.

Applejack turns her head, a mix of surprise and anger in her eyes that turns into surprise and fear as her eyes follow a invisible object. Her eyes stop at your head as you close your eyes and await the impact of the three fighting fillies.
Instead you experience a soft splash as the long awaited apple strudel hits your head. You open your right eye, the one that isn’t glued shut with the delicious strudel, to see Applejack reaching out to wipe of the warm pastry.

“OH COME ON!” you turn your head to see a red haired filly glaring furiously at her fellow crusaders. “How are we going to get our cutiemarks if you keep fighting?!” She asks angrily.
“Now Applebloom.” Applejack steps in front of you. „You have covered my fellow here in his dinner; you and your crusaders should at least say you’re sorry!”
The three crusaders look at the ground, clearly disappointed and sorry for their rather unlucky action.
“We’re sorry” they apologize in unison.

Suddenly you realize something rather strange about Applejack. Something seems to be missing on her. She looks at you curiously “Everything all right sugar cube?”
“Do you have the feeling that you… missed something?” you ask her
She puts one hoof on her chin, looking on the ceiling of the barn thinking “Hmmm”. As she does so, you feel a strong desire building up inside of you, just as if you have lost something too and that something is standing now just a few hoof lengths in front of you.
The shocked look on Applejacks faces throws you out of your thoughts.
“My Hat, I must have lost it during the race!” she exclaims.
You can see the eyes of the three crusaders who stood by all the time widen.
“CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS HAT RESCUERS GO!” they yell with a strength you would not think to be possible coming from three little fillies. Before you can say something they rush out of the barn, leaving you and annoyed looking Applejack behind.
“Well ah guess we’d better keep an eye on em” Applejack says as she turns and heads for the exit of the barn.
She turns her head, with half closed eyes she asks “You commin?”
You shake your head, partly because you have to recover from her look and partly because there are still some pieces of strudel in your mane.
You trot up to her, she gives you a little nudge with her hoof “You sure did look funny with that strudel in your face” she smirks. Both of you leave the barn into the night.

Chapter three: The quiet before the storm

Chapter three: The quiet before the storm

You inhale the cold air as you and Applejack exit the barn. The noise of the still ongoing party inside only reaches out from the barn door. As you have predicted clouds had formed over the farm as the sun sets. Although the Pegasi controlled the weather in Equestria, there were some places where the weather acted on its own. Since sweet apple acres lay on the edge of the Everfree forest it happened that some offshoots of the weather from the forest found their way over the acres and had to be removed on command. Because that didn’t happen too often, the Apple Family decided not to bother the poor weather Pegasi and let the weather have its own way.
A cold breeze brings you back to reality. While you were in your thoughts Applejack started to search for her hat and for the three little crusaders. As a distant crack of thunder rumbles, Applejack turns with a worried look. “We’d better find those crusadin’ troublemakers before they get struck by lightning.”
The image of two burned dictionaries and a fried chicken pops up in your head although you are not certain why.
“I’ll try to locate them from above.” You say as you dart of into the dark sky. Applejack shouts something after you but you don’t listen. After all the only reason you fly up in the sky during a thunderstorm is to impress other ponies. And that is exactly what you want to achieve. Soon the only thing you hear is the howling of the wind, interrupted only by the sound of thunder. You feel the hair of your coat tingle as you fly through a low hanging dark cloud, the smell of ozone in your nostrils.

Up here in the air, your mind is in another state. Over the thunder and the wind you feel calm, even peaceful. The air brushes through your mane. You let the moment to go deep inside of you. The feeling of peace rests but there is a small emotion that acts like a splinter in your inner eye. You cannot feel but you still have lost something. That something has an orange coat, a blond mane and a pair of deep green eyes.
You sigh “Stupid Pegasus, you know you cannot be together with such a strong earth pony.” You feel a big stone forming inside of your stomach and tears loosens from your closed eyes.
“You have to take the step, you have to ask her!”
“But what if she says no?”
“You have to risk it”
“What if she doesn’t want to be friends with you after that?”
“Better to never see her again than live in this state, where you are battling your own mind while you fall towards the ground.”
“I AM?” You open up your eyes just in time to see the dark meadow coming closer and closer. With a scream, you put all your remaining strength into your wings to try and pull up.
If you would have been Rainbow Dash, a young mare who won the young flyer competition a few years ago, you would have made it. Sadly though, you are just an ordinary Pegasus who uses his wings for ordinary work not an athletic weather pony.
With a dull thump you hit the ground, leaving behind a trail of lacerated meadow and feathers. The only thing that you hear before losing consciousness is the sound of galloping hooves coming towards you and the sound of the rain.

You open up your eyes to the sight of a pair of green emeralds. You blink a few times. The emeralds turn into two eyes filled with tears (or raindrops?).
“ARE YOU CRAZY?” the two emeralds frown at you.
You failed to impress the girl you love. Worse yet, you managed to make the most embarrassing fall of your life right in front of her. And better yet you made her angrier than you have ever seen her.
“YOU COULD’VE KILLED YOURSELF!” she screams
“I…I…” your tongue feels like a useless piece of wood in your mouth. Your eyes tear up and you can no longer look into the angry face of Applejack. You’d definitely prefer being dead than being alive with an angry Applejack in front of you. You cover your face with your hooves, and begin to cry because you just don’t know what else to do.
Applejack stops accusing you. Although you’d wish she would just go away and let you wallow in your misery, you suddenly start to feel her coming closer. You shrug as a hoof touches your hooves, gently pushing them away from your wet face. You open up your eyes and lift your head. Applejacks face is very close to yours, you can feel her breath on your muzzle and smell the strong scent of apples coming from her body.
You recognize all of these details only faintly, the most important thing is the tears in AJs eyes.
“Promise me you ain’t gonna do something like that again” she says looking deeply into your eyes, a painful look in her face
“Because Celestia knows, ya ain’t just gonna break your neck, but also my heart” With those words she manages to break the rock that formed in your stomach. You pull her into a long hug during which the only thing you hear is the rain dripping on the ground and the sound of two breathing ponies. After what seems to you like an eternity, you loosen the hug and look deeply into her eyes. Not with an expression of pain anymore but with an expression only true love can generate on someponys face.

She closes her eyes again pulling you softly but surely towards her, your lips almost touching. You close your eyes too, ready to mark this moment in your memory for the rest of your life. You can feel the breath of the earth pony tingling your firm coat on your nose as…

“Applejack!” the call of a young filly penetrates the thick rain finding its way right into your ear. Applejack shrugs, dropping your hooves and widen the ever so close gap between your lips. You turn your head and see the three Crusaders approaching from the direction of the apple fields. All three of them covered in mud and wet from the heavy rain.
“Applebloom!” Do you imagine the slight sadness in the mares voice?
“You know ya ain’t supposed to go outside during a thunderstorm.”
“We’re sorry sis; we just wanted to get your hat back. The wind carried it into one of the trees on the edge of the field and…”
“Enough” Applejack cuts her sister of. “The three of you did enough damage today, and yall sure gonna get a darn cold if you stay out here. So get your hooves movin and get home.”
“But what about your…”
“I’m gonna get my hat myself. Now get home, I’ll be there later.”
With a heartbreaking sigh the three Crusaders trot of in direction of the apple family’s estate.
You get up off the ground as the three fillies leave. Silently Applejack and you walk through the rain in the direction the three fillies came from. Other than the rain, only thunder can be heard. Neither of you risks a look at the other until you reach the edge of the apple tree fields.
You see Applejacks hat stuck in the cone of the largest apple tree you have seen ,and that speaks a lot if you work on a apple orchard for more than a few years. Without hesitation Applejack walks toward the enormous tree. She turns around and bucks the tree as hard as she can, causing only a few leaves to fall down with the rain. She takes a second attempt, resulting in the dropping of branches.
Seeing how helpless she is, you spread your wings and with a few flaps you reach the top of the tree. Within seconds you can loosen the hat from the branches and return safely to the ground.
You stretch out your hoof, offering Applejack her beloved hat. As she reaches out for it you don’t loosen your grip, pulling on the hat to draw her closer.
For a fraction of a second she seems surprised, beginning to smile as she realizes what you are up to.

The sensation of pure joy floods through your body as your lips meet in a kiss that you have waited for so long.
“It’s late and the storm is too dangerous, even for a Pegasus like you” she whispers into your ear as you break the kiss.
“You can come with me, if ya like.” Your heartbeat accelerates.
The only response you can give is a silent whisper “I love you Applejack.”
“And I love you sugar cube” she replies laying one hoof over your shoulder as you begin your walk towards the apple family’s estate.

Chapter four: The eye of the storm [Mature warning]

Chapter four: The eye of the storm

It is warm inside of the Apple family’s house. Still dripping from the rain you follow Applejack upstairs and eventually into her room. She closes the door behind you. For a moment the only sound is the rain knocking on the roof of the enormous house. Applejack lights a lantern over the door and turns looking at you with a look on her face you’ve never seen before.
“Now to you” with a little jump she knocks you on the floor, pressing her lips against yours. Her tongue finds its way into your mouth, wrestling with your tongue. Without thinking you pull Applejack closer to you, throwing your hooves around her neck to hold her as you kiss her passionately. She removes her lips from yours looking into your eyes, not even trying to hide the most seductive expression you ever experienced in your life.

You begin to push her gently towards the bed. Just before she is about to lay down on the blanket, she pulls on your hoof, sending you into the pillows. Before you can pull yourself together she pushes you down. You are lying on your stomach as she gently starts to work her way down from your neck towards your wings. By this time, your wings aren’t the only thing that is stiff.
With both hooves she massages the bases of your two wings, you moan as the sensation reaches high levels. Your coat ruffles up and your ears point upward.
Playfully Applejack licks your neck only to return to massaging your wings. Slowly she works her way upward from the base to the tip of your left wing. You gasp as you nearly lose consciousness from the sensation. After Applejack finished with your left wing she nibbles your ear, gently turning you around on your back. You shoot upwards, your mouth seeking hers to form another kiss.

She wraps her left hoof around your neck, breaking the kiss. She puts her right hoof on your chest. Slowly her right hoof drives down your body, over your stomach until…
You gasp as she holds your manhood, rubbing it slowly
“And now sugar cube, I’ll show you how we do it down here on the farm” Applejack whispers. She pulls herself up, directing your manhood to the right place with her hoof.

You gasp heavily as you feel her warm moist insides. Moaning she slowly begins to buck up and down with her legs. You wrap your hooves around her body and kiss her ever so passionately. You feel a strong sensation building up inside you as if you were about to burst. The feeling slowly gets more intense as Applejack quickens her movement. You push her on her back, beginning to move on your own. She blurts out a noise of pure joy and lust as you thrust harder. She wraps her hind legs closely around your hip. As you are just about to reach the climax you hear Applejack exclaims small shouts of arousal growing louder and louder. With Applejack the both of you reach the climax.

Panting for breath you snuggle next to Applejack under the blanket.
“Ya know, I’ve had quiet much rodeos in my life” she pants “but this one was by far the best ride I ever had” she grins.
Under the knocking of the rain you fall asleep side by side to the mare of your dreams.

Chapter five: The day after

Chapter five: the day after

The call of the rooster awakens you from a blissful sleep. Applejack still snores aside of you. You yawn and stretch out your body.
“Good morning sweetie” you nuzzle Applejack, causing her to wake up. She opens up her eyes, looking at you lovingly.

After an extensive pillow fight you go downstairs to join the rest of the Apple family at breakfast.
You notice the three Cutie Mark Crusaders sitting on the table a cup of hot tea in front of each. All of them pulling painful faces and having red marks on their cheeks.

“Next time we try to rescue hats from trees, we make sure it isn’t raining” the unicorn moans with a hoarse voice.
“Maybe we should try to get you to fly scoots.” The earth pony suggests.
“And with the help of this one” the young unicorn points at you as you sit down at the table “we will get you flying in no time.”
As likable as the kids are, you would rather spend time with Applejack then helping them getting their Cutie Marks but with a begging look from her you answer:
“Fine, I’ll help you, just let me finish my breakfast since you three ruined my dinner last night”.
There is a silent pause in which the three exchange glances only to jump up from the table, smashing their three hooves together in the air yelling
“CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS WAITERS GO!”

Up to this day the animals on the Apple family’s farm remember when they heard a horrible “NOOOOOOO” coming from a Pegasus pony and the loudest laughter Applejack had ever laughed.

You have an Applejack fetish now. Also you'll never be able to walk into a super market that sales apples again without embarassing yourself.

Also you'll probably end up in Ponyhell

Authors Note: This Fanfiction was incredible hard to write. I have read a few so called "clop fics" before but writing them is a different thing than reading. If you excuse me now, i have to find a mental institution before I hang myself.