You silently chucked to yourself. This day is full of surprises. Not only do you find out that you admire her, but you also discover that Applejack is a naughty mare who likes being spanked. For what it's worth, you share your view of it as well.

"I may have enjoyed it a bit too. It goes without saying that you've got a nice apple bottom back there." you hint back to her, trying to match her southern vocabulary.

She blushes yet again, this time, for what you assume to be a more comforting reason.

"Well aren't you the sweetest, Anon! I always did take pride in my southern behind, and hell if I ain't pleased to hear you takin' a likin' to it." the blonde mare confessed.

You lean over to her to soak in the view of the preciously curved plot, to which she begins to shake back and forth. It looks so soft, but years of apple bucking have make her butt maintain a firm and sturdy shape, even when she wiggles it for your viewing pleasure. It's probably the alcohol getting to her that's making her do this, but you're not complaining. Feeling your mind begin to get a buzz for yourself, you take another swig of cider, letting the moment linger as you listen to you gentle chorus of a million raindrops dancing in the streets of Ponyville.

"I'm glad to hear that you're perfectly fine with me enjoying your sexy country ass. I'm the lucky one who got to slap it, after all." you humbly say, pretending to be a little more drunk than you actually are.

Pinkie Pie cuts into your lustful conversation with a single loud snore, practically a gargle with her alcohol-filled saliva dribbling from her mouth. You laugh alongside Applejack, who proposes an idea you've been wishing for all night long.

"Y'know, with Pinkie Pie being asleep and all, I bet we could head back to my place. I've got a whole house we could have to ourselves. Nopony will disturb is, if ya wanna maybe... spank me a few more times." she seduces with the most alluring voice you have ever heard.

You follow the pony out of the barn, walking around Pinkie sitting in a puddle of cider near the side of the barn. Applejack was right, she's out like a light and probably will be until morning. The storm has subdued greatly for the time being, allowing you an easy trip next-door. You run, each giggling with drunken excitement through the muddy earth, being gracefully showered by sweet rainfall.

You walk into Applejack's home and she runs upstairs, leaving a trail of muddy hoofprints behind her. "C'mon now, sugarcube. See if ya can find ya way to my room." she naughtily implies.

The house is dark, as you would expect at this hour. Other than the laughter of a particularly turned-on pony and the steady waltz of rain on the rooftop, the night sits in silence. You hurry behind the mare, eager to fondle and play with her ass to your heart's content, following the muddy tracks set out for you. You can smell the arousing scent of her musky pheromones increase as you more closer to her. The tracks come to a stop when you reach a door at the end of the hallway, inched open, letting out but a sliver of light onto you. You open the door to see Applejack on her bed, hind legs lifting her posterior to be lit by the soft moonlight, pouring through her windows.

"'Bout time ya showed up. I think my southern part is gettin' kinda cold if ya wanna come warm it up for me." her words suggested.

You climb up onto her bed and help yourself to fondling her tight plot. You knead it like a soft pillow of dough; firm enough to hold its natural apple-shape, but soft enough to mold easily with your curious fingers. You notice that the pony starts to breathe a little heavier, so you decide to give her an unexpected slap on the ass. The sound cracks loud enough that you would have thought it was thunder, had you not have been the one to slap it yourself. She moans the same way she did earlier, only now, she has no intention of holding it in.

You repeatedly switch between groping and spanking her round humps of pony plot, to which Applejack is more than happy to moan for as a result, making your shaft fully erect within seconds. When an unmistakeable smell of apple pie fills the room, you notice that the smell is coming from her dripping wet marehood. You decide to lick up the drippage as if you were licking a dripping ice cream cone, starting from the bottom of the trail of sweet mare cum and licking up to her horny love-hole in a single stroke of your tongue, making her shutter uncontrollably. This is the last straw.

Applejack gasps with pleasure before reaching around and pulling your pants down in a blink of an eye by using her teeth as if it were a reflex of her to do so, exposing your own gripping area of drunken arousal which quickly sinks into her flank. Your dick rages as thick drops of cum drip from the head, coating her applicious booty in your natural glaze. It feels so good to feel your member sink into the soft flesh of her sizable ass, but it also hurts with need. Applejack's reaction shows that she shares the immense feeling.

She unexpectedly bucks with enough force that makes you fall over her. Without thinking, you grab her tail to hold on for dear life as she roughly throws her nice, round ass into the air, taking you with it, making you stand at once, almost directly in front of her flowing gate of apple-flavored juices. Damn, she's good.

Panting and covered in sweat, she says one simple command...

"Ride me like the naughty little cowgirl I am!"

You couldn't be happier to fulfill her request. You give her ass one more heaping slap before you press the head of your sex-tool against the lips of her entrance. You allow your fluids to mix before you slowly slide into her, every last millimeter of your cock being enveloped between the mouth-watering lips between her big, orange thighs.

She's so tight you feel as if you might lose circulation inside her soft velvet entrance, topped with a large, heart-stopping mass of booty goodness. Your fingers have clutched onto her tail, which you use both for balance and to roughly pull her against your manhood of steel.

She moans deeply with each of your thrusts, her strong leg and ass muscles clinging onto you while you penetrate her. She rocks her whole body against you with each thrust, almost knocking you down when her large, powerful butt smacks against your waist. As you feel yourself reaching climax, you thrust into her with all your force, which she matches with her own hefty thrusts.

When you feel yourself reaching the end, you grab onto both sides of Applejack's succulent ass and fill the cowgirl with a heaping load of thick cum. She screams with pleasure, jaw dropping and eyes rolling back as your fortunate manhood releases your lively sperm to kill her insides. Still inside her, you both fall to your knees, attempting to catch your breath as you ensure that not a single drop of semen is left out of her.

After catching your breath, you pull out of her tightened love hole with a pop! sound. You lay in bed together, holding each other in the dim moonlight. You stare into each other's eyes, finally satisfied by the one you've had a crush on for longer than you thought. When you feel as if you couldn't be happier, Applejack smiles.

"I always thought you were pretty cute too, Anon."

Author's Note

Hello, everyone. Analsaurus here, and I hope you enjoyed my second story!

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