Applebuckin'

by cloppyhooves

Rating: mature
Tags: Applejack, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Sex
Length: 1588

Applejack has sex with Bloomberg

While visiting Appleloosa to help out with apple bucking season, Applejack gets intimate with Bloomberg.

I uploaded this to GoogleDocs, DA, and FA, and now here. :3

Originally finished mid-August 2011.

Published 2013-06-21 01:10:03 UTC
Last updated 2013-06-21 01:10:03 UTC

Applebuckin'

Applejack looked out the window of her train car. This trip to Appleloosa, she wasn’t with her friends. No sir, it was just her as she went off to visit another Apple Family gathering, this time in the settler town. Big Macintosh was along for the ride, but he had long since taken a nap, and she knew better than to try to wake him. The orange pony sighed as the desert passed her by.

There wasn’t even the excitement of a buffalo stampede, as her last visit had brought good relations between the tribe and the settler ponies. No, there was only sand and cacti. Applejack pulled out the book she borrowed from Twilight’s library. It wasn’t another pony, but it would have to do.

After a few more hours, the coach pulled up to the Appleloosa station. Despite this not being their first visit, Braeburn gave them the full welcome, tour and all, punctuated with his cries welcoming them to “AAAAAAAAAAPPLELOOSA!” Both Applejack and Big Macintosh had long since given up trying to interrupt in the middle of this introduction; they just accepted it as inevitable.

The two Ponyvillians then spent the rest of the afternoon visiting and greeting relatives, catching up with cousins they hadn’t seen since the last Apple Family gathering, and struggling to remember the names of the various aunts and uncles they had only met once as foals. They were excited, though, to try out all the different dishes their relatives had prepared when dinnertime came. It was Applebuck season here in Appleloosa, and the hosts seemed determined to pack even more apples into each plate than ever before.

Exhausted by the events of the day, Applejack and Big Macintosh retired to the bunk bed that Braeburn had graciously provided in his own home. The red pony clambered into the bottom bunk while the orange one jumped up to the top, and the siblings were soon fast asleep.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Applejack woke up early, like she always did. As she walked to the kitchen, she saw that she had apparently woken up before anypony else. She chuckled to herself as she prepared a bowl of oats.

While making her way through breakfast, she figured that before the other ponies got to work bucking the trees in the orchard, she’d pay Bloomberg a visit. She’d missed that tree ever since her friends and she had transplanted it over to the settler village, and so Applejack figured she go see how it had grown.

After finishing her oats, the pony made sure her hat was secure on her head, then walked out to the orchard. Here in Appleloosa were hundred of trees dotted with all kinds of apples: red delicious, golden delicious, granny smith, and still more as the grass and dirt stretched beyond the horizon. If there was a namesake in the Apple Family, it could be found growing here. Applejack put on a smug smirk; she could claim the same thing about Sweet Apple Acres, and she ran it with only 3 ponies.

Despite the enormous amount of trees all along the valley, Bloomberg wasn’t hard to find. The tree had been replanted on a hill, clearly visible from all areas of the orchard. As she walked up to it, she adressed it as if she were one of her aunts talking to her.

“Whah Bloomberg, is that really you? You’ve grown up so big and tall!”

Applejack walked around, feeling the bark along the trunk.

“Yup! You’re so big and strong now. And your bark is nice and smooth.”

She picked an apple off the ground.

“And these apples! Boy, Bloomberg, you sure are one healthy tree. I’m sure you’ll bring lots of good things to settlers here!”

She ran in and gave the tree a big hug.

“Hay, if you were a colt, ah think ah would consider marryin’ you!”

Applejack released the hug and sighed.

“Oh, if you were a colt...the things ah would do to you...”

Suddenly, something caught her eye. A branch was sticking out of Bloomberg right at hip height.

“Heh, Bloomberg...It’s almost like ya want me ta...”

She examined the branch a bit closer. It was quite smooth, had no sharp edges, seemed perfect for--

“No! Ah couldn’t!”

But there was still a nagging horniness in the back of her head. Applejack had been working hard the past few days and hadn’t had a chance for any fun, and she certainly wasn’t going to get any privacy here at her cousin’s house.

She thought for a moment. The most privacy she was going to get would be out here.

“Well...maybe it couldn’t hurt...”

Applejack walked closer to Bloomberg and noted something glimmering on the branch.

“Bloomberg! You have a bit of tree sap on your branch. Let me just get that for you.”

Cautiously at first, Applejack began licking the the wooden limb. She took a minute to savor the taste; it was actually quite sweet. As she licked up and down the length of the branch, she noticed more and more spots of sap that she had missed.

Applejack decided licking was too inefficient. She brought her neck up for a second for a second, then parted her lips and took the limb into her mouth. The pony then started bobbing her head up and down the length of branch, moving her deft tongue around to pick up all the sweet sap. She sighed as she felt the confection-like syrup grace her tongue, greatly enjoying passing her lips back and forth, back and forth, back and forth across the branch.

Once she had gotten everything, she brought her head back up. By now the limb was covered in her saliva, and so was glimmering and slippery. Applejack felt some moisture running down her back legs; she wasn’t even aware of how wet she had gotten while cleaning Bloomberg.

There was little standing in her way now. She was hidden from view, the branch stood erect and waiting, and her pussy was moist and ready to receive. Applejack giddily turned around, facing her plot against the tree, and got into position with the branch right against her lips. The workhorse moaned as she felt the rounded tip of the limb pass against her folds, making her still wetter than before.

Applejack backed up slowly, feeling Bloomberg’s firm branch slide into her. The workhorse felt the slightest twinge of pain as it entered, but she quickly ignored it in favor of her growing arousal. She continued to move back, moaning as she did, until her rump hit the trunk of the tree. The orange pony paused a moment, feeling her entire passage filled with this rock-hard tree limb. It was making contact with all the right places, and she felt a wave of pleasure run over her, causing her to shudder.

The pony planted her hooves into the ground and leaned forward, now feeling the branch slide back out. While the branch was smooth, it still had some bumps that Applejack felt grace her entrance as it exited. With each little bump in the branch came still more pleasure to the workhorse, causing her to moan and groan in contented pleasure.

Applejack was still quite dripping wet, and so proceeded to slide back and forth along the branch with ease. Each time she moved her rump she felt more and more pleasure welling up all throughout her body.

As the pony continued to lean back and forth, feeling the branch slide in and out of her, she became somewhat frustrated that should couldn’t get her body to move any faster. Applejack then got an idea. With the limb still inside of her, she kicked her back legs up and braced them against Bloomberg’s trunk. Now she could use her powerful workhorse legs to kick herself back and forth, and had soon reached her previous tempo.

A loud moan revealed that she had discovered another advantage of this position: this angle caused each bump on the branch to also push against her clit, amplifying the pleasure she already felt.

Applejack now started sliding herself back and forth quite quickly, punctuating each backward motion with a quick gasp and every few forward motions with a loud moan. The overwhelming feelings in both her pussy and the rest of her body almost made her lose her position on the tree, but she held fast knowing what was to come if she held on for just a bit longer.

As the branch continued to stimulate her insides and her clit, Applejack began convulsing in her powerful orgasm. She stopped sliding and her muscles clenched around the branch. The pony felt waves of orgasmic pleasure spread through her, and she let out one final loud moan.

As Applejack writhed in the pleasure of her climax, Bloomberg suddenly dropped its load of apples along the ground.

The workhorse brought her legs back down and walked forward, letting the branch slide out of her one last time. She then collapsed to the ground in exhaustion, slivers of pleasure still running through her.

“Oh Bloomberg,” said Applejack, out of breath. “Ya sure know how to treat a lady.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Braeburn, why is that tree out there shakin’?”

“Well, Ah dunno. Ah think ah might’ve seen cousin Applejack headin’ out an hour ago. Ah guess she decided to try and help us with the Applebuck season this year.”

“That’s mighty generous of her, bein’ our guest and all.”

“That’s my cousin, the hard worker!”