Wait... you think I do what!?
Applejack was bad at lying, every pony knew that. But there was one lie that she had purposefully mastered to keep herself from being a laughing stock around town.
She knew it would be the end of her apple bucking days if it ever got out and ever since she started, had only ever let her brother know; in fact, he walked in on her doing the act and she made him vow to never tell a soul.
At first he was... disappointed, then annoyed and then he simply ignored the noises coming from her room; the same times every day, the crack of dawn and the raising of the moon.
Applejack knew it was wrong and dirty for a grown mare to be doing such a thing, but she couldn’t help it, she needed the satisfaction it brought her, she craved it.
Applejack woke up and rubbed her eyes. That urge was ever present, niggling at the back of her head to just give in and enjoy the act. She shook her head and removed herself from bed.
Her hooves touched the floor and she gasped, “Darn it granny, turn the heating on...” she muttered, rubbing her hooves.
She quickly slipped into the bathroom and took her shower, the urge growing with every minute; she was already late for her first session of the day, and it was slowing her down, leaving her sluggish and tired.
Trotting back to her room, she passed Big Macintosh in the hall. He gave her a knowing look, but otherwise said nothing about what she was going to do in her room.
She stopped and turned to him, an annoyed look on her face, “Ah can give up anytime ah want!” She shouted to him.
“Eeyup,” he replied, shaking his head then trotting down stairs.
Applejack huffed and stomped the ground. That did it, she would show him how much she liked it and didn’t care that he knew.
She bashed her door open and slammed it shut behind her. She felt her heart beat faster, knowing she was about to do the deed.
She jumped onto her bed and felt around, after a few seconds, her hoof made its way to her prize. She breathed deep and peeled back the moist folds, gasping as she felt the soft insides.
She quivered with excitement and brought her hoof up to her lips, tasting her sweet fluid. Applejack couldn’t help herself and plunged her hoof deep inside, moaning as her hoof massaged the already loose flesh. She brought up another hoof and sucked greedily on it, not feeling guilty in the least.
Eventually, she slowed down and sighed in bliss, she had worn herself out too quickly and didn’t spread her time out.
Now she felt dirty, in both senses. Being careful to not get too much of her juice on the floor, she returned to the bathroom and cleaned herself up unable to look at herself, out of shame.
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It was a normal summer day in Ponyville, bright, hot and most definitely dry. Because of this, Applejack decided to tackle the south field, its trees were more shaded by the hills, leaving them cooler.
Just as she was about to set off, there was a knock at the door. She walked over and pulled it open, revealing Twilight.
“Howdy Twi, what brings round this early?” Applejack asked, giving her friend a hug.
Twilight pulled back, “Well, I have a free day today and every pony is apparently busy, so I thought I’d help you with bucking apples.”
“Ah guess it would be quicker...” Applejack said, placing a hoof under her chin. “Sure, ah suppose it couldn’t hurt.”
Twilight grinned, “Where should I start?” She asked.
“Come on, ah will show you,” Applejack chuckled, closing the door behind her as she left the house.
The two of them made it to the south field in a rather short time and instantly felt relief from the blazing sun. “Ah swear the Princess makes the sun brighter to troll us, “Applejack said, wiping her brow.
“Don’t be silly, she wouldn’t do that. She’d go for something more elaborate,” Twilight replied, shaking her head at the absurdity of the thought; the princess trolling us, how silly.
The pair started bucking the apples and taking the baskets back to the barn. A few hours in, that familiar urge bubbled up inside Applejack, leaving her feeling desperate. She looked around for anywhere she might be able to do her deed without Twilight finding out, but unfortunately, she couldn’t and had to stop herself from whimpering. The feeling was building and she didn’t want any pony to find out her secret.
She knew she couldn’t fight it, not this close to her previous session, she still felt the folds dripping with that glorious nectar, and she craved more.
Not knowing what to do, she shouted over to Twilight, “Ah will be back in a bit, Ah have to take care of something,” she lied, feeling ever so guilty.
Twilight nodded, “take your time,” she smiled, unknowing to Applejacks guilty pleasure.
“Oh, ah will...” Applejack muttered as she galloped back to her house, barely resisting her urges. She had to stop a few times, her imagination getting the better of her and making her legs wobble.
She rushed inside, past her brother who shook his head, then up the stairs and into her room. She closed the door, then the window and jumped onto her bed. This time she would make sure she didn’t finish too quickly, she wanted to prolong the pleasure. After all Twilight did say that she could take her time.
Reaching down, she slowly shivered with excitement as she felt what she was looking for. She picked up the juicy, ripe tomato and split the skin, feeling the folds open up and spill its sweet liquid over her body. She licked it up and sighed, “This is the life...”
