Apple Surprise

Apple Surprise – Pt. 2
By: StreakTheFox

(Warning: contains material not suitable for all audiences)

There was no escape, no way to break free of her grasp. Spike trembled in horror as he pushed with all his strength against the mare that brought her body upon him, but to no avail. Applejack only grinned wider as she felt her hooves against the young dragon vigorously, the feel of his scales exciting her. Spike panicked further, but before he could try calling for help his head was pulled up as Applejack pressed a lustful kiss on his lips. Spike let our a muffled yelp while Applejack's tongue forcefully pushed past his lips, lapping around hungrily while her body started to slide against his.

Her whole lower body slid up and down from his legs to his upper chest, her front hooves pressing against his arms while her back ones kept her leaning against him. Applejack's body moved faster, her body positioning so that the tail Spike had trying to curl up around himself in fear was sliding between her legs, stroking against her soft lips. She pulled her head up just then, closing her eyes and letting out a hearty moan before looking down at Spike again, another grin sliding across her face.

“Now 'yer getting me riled up!” Applejack said as she swung her head to the side, allowing her hat to fling off other the ground nearby.

“N-no! Please, Applejack, d-don't!” Spike begged, holding his claws between her front legs to try to brace her away from him. “I don't want this, please!”

“Tough taters, boy! You went after mah little sis, so ah reckon ah got just as much access as she does.”

“b-b-but, isn't there some way to work this out? I mean...” Spike gulped as he tried to think of anything to offer through his scrambled mind. “I-I mean, just what do you want from me!?”

Applejack reached a hoof down immediately after Spike finished his last sentence, sliding it down between his legs. She brought her face up to his, their noses touching as she summoned a cynical grin onto her face while her hoof put pressure on a couple of scales beneath Spike's legs.

“Ah want a good hard BUCKIN from ya, that's what!” with that, she began to rapidly rub her hoof back and forth against him inbetween his legs, applying ample pressure as well. Spike's eyes shot open wide, a forced moan almost escaping from his lips. He held it in as best he could, but the sensation from his lower body was intense, and already his member was beginning to creep out from between his scales. He resisted as best he could, but to no avail. His shaft hardened quickly, with Applejack's foot adjusting to rub against its length as it elongated. Before long it had become fully erect, Applejack even looking down herself to inspect its progress, a bit of drool starting to drip from her lip.

Spike didn't know what was up with Applejack, nor did he know how she found him and Applebloom here. All he knew was that she was on top of him, her body shifting around on him, her flank rubbing against the tip of his member as she prepared to mount.

“Please, stop, Applejack! I, I don't want to-Gah!” Spike suddenly moaned out as Applejack thrust her body down, sliding him inter her completely.

Applejack didn't pause as she began to continuously bounce her body up and down on top of Spike's, pushing his member as deep as it would go each time. Spike tried to claw his way out just then, realizing that to be his only option. But Applejack quickly countered, pinning his arms down with her hooves as she only intensified her bucking. Her breathing became harder, her coat lightly shimmering with a thin layer of sweat as she continued on, moaning out lustfully. She kept the dragon held down, only to use him to service herself while he was simply taken along for the ride.

Spike wanted to cry, he wanted to scream out for help, but his body wouldn't let him. His throat choked up at every attempt, his mind in a dense cloud that didn't allow him cognizant thought. Applejack was dominating him, making him take what she had to give without him wanting it... it was rape. Applejack was raping Spike, and there was nothing he could do about it. All he did, all he could do was lay there, taking it, just trying to bear the abuse he received.

Applejack didn't stop, even when she got tired of that position, she switched around so she was facing the opposite direction, pushing down still with her flank. After desiring more still, she pulled herself off of Spike's member, only to push her rump back up to his face, her clit up against his lips. She forced him to service her, to lick and kiss at it nonstop. All the while her tongue and lips wrapped around Spike's throbbing shaft, hungrily sucking on it like some sort of candied confection. Her hips swished back and forth as well, forcing more out of Spike's actions while she sucked harder and faster.

Spike couldn't bear much more. Tears were streaming down his face, the feeling of utter shame overwhelming him. He had to give Applejack what she wanted, she already made it clear just by actions that if he didn't respond, she would probably start suffocating him with her flank.

“C'mon now little drag'n, gimme some sugar!” Applejack called out as she used both her front hooves to rapidly stroke Spike's cock.

Her mouth was held open, leaning down over the tip, ready to catch his seed as soon as he released. All the while she kept pressing down on him, nearing her own climax that could only be triggered by the taste of Spike's essence. Spike was tired, his body twitching and worn out, and he couldn't hold himself any more. With a muffled moan from Applejack's pussy against his lips, he released his stream of hot, creamy cum that shot straight up into Applejack's mouth. Applejack moaned out loudly as she received what she wanted and let out her own orgasm, spilling her wetness all over Spike's face and upper body.

“Wooh, well... that was fun...” Applejack panted as she leaned up, lapping the bits of cum off her lips. She gently got and turned around, looking over the dragon that lay unconscious on the pile of hay. “Hehe, ah should prob'ly get Spike back to the library... little fella'an ah are gonna have a talk tomorrow anyhow.” She leaned down to get him onto her back, but then realized the mess she made all over him. “...Right after ah wash him up a bit...”

Back in the main farmhouse, Applebloom lays in her bed, her eyes puffy and red from fresh tears. She feels as though her life has just ended, and the first boy she ever really, really liked probably will never be able to talk to her again. With a long sigh and a few sniffles, she turns over in her bed and tries her best to get some sleep.

But before she slips to slumber, her mind makes a shift in focus. She's a big pony now, a big enough one to make her own kind of decisions, especially personal ones like that. She won't let her big sister keep her out of this... not even if it costs keeping her from getting her cutie mark.

-To Be Continued?