She likes it when it roars.
Applejack had an interesting secret. One she kept hidden from the whole wide world. It was her secret. She carefully slipped into the barn, and got to work unstacking a pile of hay in the far corner, before grabbing a harness and putting it on around her waist so she could pull her secret treasure out of it hiding place to give her room to work with.
Loosening the harness before dropping it to the ground, she stood in the open door way of her barn, staring at the marvelous ancient machine she found buried under the west orchard. It was a marvelous beauty made out of steel and covered in faded orange paint and rust. On the doors were a large zero and a one that have also faded with time. On the roof was a flag she didn’t recognize, red and blue with some stars, maybe it’s cutie mark? She had no idea what it was.
With a little elbow grease and some tools, and reading the owner’s manual, she managed to bring her secret treasure back to life after working on it for almost a year. She made sure to hide it under a pile of hay in the corner of the barn when she wasn’t working on it.
But today was the day. The day this... thing would come back from its hibernation.
She took a sample of some of the odd smelling fluid from, what she thought was its bladder, to Twilight who told her it was some kind of fuel. She asked Twilight how to make some of this “fuel” and Twilight simply copied it and duplicated it on the spot. When Twilight asked where she got it, she lied... badly, but Twilight didn’t want to pry, she was sure her farmer friend would tell her someday.
But today was the day... she was going to hear it roar! She opened the door on the left side, slid onto the soft leather seat, put the key in the ignition, turned it sideways. “Come on Charger! Show me what you got!” She know’s its name is Charger, because that’s what was written across one of its eyelids.
But the second she turned that key... that beautiful beast roared to life!
The lovely farm mare could barely contain herself. Her treasure was alive! The mighty roar of the engine that was heard for miles, made her so wet she practically gushed. She stepped out of the car to listen to it as it purred for her. She stepped around front and slowly drug her hoof across its mighty chrome grill, she looked at the badge on the wide angry looking grill “How long have you been sleepin’ out under my farm, Charger?”
Charger’s supercharger whined in response. A deep guttural whine of gears and air that fed the beast’s lungs.
“Oh really? That long? You must have been so lonely out under my apple trees for all those years. Heh. You’re even older than the Princesses, and nopony is older than them two,” Applejack purred as she climbed up onto the hood, her soft lower lips dripping with her approval as the powerful vibrations of Charger’s engine shook her whole body to the bones.
“Mmm... you know how to treat a mare just right... don’tcha?” Moaned the orange earthpony as she ground her marehood into the beast’s hood. Charger roared like the mightiest of dragons, and vibrated like Pinkie Pie on caffeine. “Ooh... keep goin’... Ah’m almost there...”
Charger’s engine revved at full steam, practically shaking itself apart at the seams. The little pony riding on the hood was in ecstasy as her orgasm rocked her whole world. “AHHHNNnngg!!” Applejack moaned as her body tensed up while she came. Her apple juice flowing all over the hood as her body expressed its delight.
Charger’s exhaust started spewing huge violent flames that were threatening to burn down the barn any second.
“Hay, what’s thaAAHHH!!! APPLEJACK! What in tarnation are you doin’?” Big Mac screamed as he stared down the business end of his sister’s sopping sex.
“GAHH!! I-I-I was just uhhh...” She stuttered as she fell off the side of the hood as she staggered back.
Stumbling she regained her hoofing while trying to formulate a believe able argument. But all was lost when she heard the next voice.
“Big Mac, what’s alla the hullabaloo abo-WOAH!” Granny Smith yelped as she watched her grandson gock at her grand daughter as she desperately tried to hide the fact that she was still cumming.
Failing as she was she still tried to fix the situation. “I-I-I Uh... was just... uhh... sleeping?” Her eyes fought to look anywhere but at who she was talking to.
“Uh huh... sleeping with this... what is it?” asked the old mare as she slowly backed out the barn door.
“That’s a good question...” agreed the red stallion, staring at the metal monster as it roared before opening its door to cover it’s lover.
“Thanks...” she nodded to the old rust bucket, “Yall... this is my coltfriend... His name is Charger.”
“Uhh... its’ a he?” spoke Granny still stepping back.
“Y-yes. And we’re in love,” Stuttered Applejack.
Charger rattled an answer.
“Well... you two... um... take care,” Granny said shaking her head as she trotted away. “Crazy... every last one of ‘em...”
“So... uhh... out in the orchard?” Asked Big Mac as he tried to break the awkward silence that hung this and musky in the air.
“Yep,”
“Buried for a real long time?”
“Yep,”
“Ancient technology from a time long forgotten?”
“Yep,”
“Actually haunted by a spirit, who has been real lonely?”
“Yep,”
“Huh... who’da thunk it?”
“I know right? Kinda like that sweet little Chrissy-
“-Christine-”
"-Right, sorry- Christine you found a few years back,“ Applejack coughed and awkward cough. “We’ll never speak of this again?”
“Eeyup.” Answered Big Mac as he slowly trotted away, looking forward to forgetting this particular day’s events.
“Coulda gone better...” Muttered Applejack as she went about cleaning her ‘love’ off of Charger’s hood.
Charger purred a response.
“Yeah.. it was pretty good for me,” she giggled as she washed her lover. “But was it good for you?”
