“Our Generals are saying that victory against the HYDRA menace is becoming more absolute with every passing battle,” claims a stallion with a Canterlot accent over a dial radio resting on a platform in the corner of a bare office. “I am very glad to hear this, especially since this war has been long and terrible for everypony. We have many to thank for this, including the brave stallions and mares who gave their lives and limbs for this nation, and, of course, Captain Equestria.”
“Oh, yeah, the very beautiful, Captain Equestria,” says another stallion with a Bronx accent. “Hard to believe she was once a toothpick with asthma, isn't it?”
“Indeed. Science is truly a magnificent thing.”
“And that actually brings up some questions I have been hearing, mostly with our religious friends, and they are: What is the limit to science? Should we tamper with our very design if we are born a certain way? And who are we to forcefully change somepony since we are all -I quote- 'individually designed by a greater power'?”
“Good questions, indeed. And that is why we have brought in Pastor Script and Dr. Belle for a nice debate. Right after these messages!”
Instantly after, an annoying jingle and kids yelling rather than singing suddenly blurts out over the radio. “I scream! You scream! We all scream for ice cream!”
“That's right! Kids *love** ice cream, so be a good parent and buy some of Wacky Wonka's chocolate ice cream!”* says a high pitched stallion that sounds too much like a pedophile for his own good.
Shining Armor Sparkle sighs exasperatedly about the radio's current choices. Normally he would get almost two dozen more channels, but due to the crappy weather outside, the only channel that will come in is the one with boring talk shows and questionable commercials.
The commercials carry on, and Shining Armor continues unenthusiastically listening to the conversation from his simple oak desk, bored out of his skull in his military uniform. His standard Equestrian military officer's uniform consists of a wool shirt and pants -both khaki in color- and a black belt with a gold buckle. Normally he would wear a sports coat like jacket as part of his service uniform, but he has it hanging on the back of his chair at the moment.
So far Shining Armor's had only three people to talk to today. The Lieutenant that delivered the paperwork from Hell, the base meteorologist -who was one hundred percent right in the crappy weather prediction- and Applejack. His conversation with Applejack, a.k.a. Captain Equestria, hadn't been long, but he still found it to be the best part of his day.
“Where's your Captain Equestria costume?” he had asked her with a teasing smile when he ran into her outside of the mess hall. He had asked her because she was wearing a standard military uniform, not the flashy Captain Equestria suit.
“It ain't a costume, its a uniform, ya lug. And its gettin' washed and stitched 'cuz some of us actually fight,” was her response. All goodhearted, of course.
That little conversation went on for a few minutes, but it made up for the rest of the crappy day, and just thinking about the few minutes they shared makes Shining Armor smile.
He remembers when they first met, how sick and skinny she was, and how he agreed to pick up her sister from school. He never thought he would find himself become so attached to anyone, much less an earth pony. But after the Professor's serum was injected into Applejack, it seemed like all of her beauty, both inner and outer, exploded for all to see.
Though, after today, with all the gloomy clouds lingering and miserable soldiers shuffling about in their muddy and blood caked uniforms, he becomes worried that the war with HYDRA will take her, too. She has been transformed into a living weapon with her super strength and endurance, and he can only wonder how many more ponies she will have to kill before the humble mare finally breaks down.
Shining Armor sighs depressingly and dips his head as he runs his fingers through his electric blue mane. To get himself to think about something less gloomy than losing the mare he cares about, he looks at the delivered paperwork that he has been chipping away at all day long. In most cases, he would not mind a little paperwork if it wasn't thick enough to snap someone's neck should he decide to whack against their head. Like it is now. And like how he wanted to do when the snotty Lieutenant gave it to him and told him to enjoy his day.
His idea works, though. Applejack fades, leaving plenty of room for him to think about the horrendously boring task ahead of him. Though, the longer Shining Armor stares at the abomination, the more his eyelids feel like someone has hooked bricks to them and are tugging them down to the desk, taking his head with them. Every time his head dips down, his eyes shut, and right when he feels gravity working against him, he lifts his head back up, eyes wide and hands clutching his desk.
Shining Armor tries to blink the tiredness away, but it with every flicker of darkness from the half of a half second of each blink, he sees: Sleep.
“No time for sleep, gotta get this done,” mutters Shining Armor to himself. “Gotta get this done. Done... Done... Done!” The sight of a full sheet of lined paper with sloppy, microscopic writing and a signature the size of his hand at the bottom of the page makes his eyes twitch. To him, it is like trying to decipher shit. “What the hell is this!?”
There is a sudden crack *BOOM*** that shakes his office walls and makes the light flicker and the radio pop to silence. Shining Armor looks up with a tired, and very much annoyed, scowl, silently cursing whatever divine power is responsible for storms. Then comes the sound of millions of marbles falling from the heavens right on his metal roof.
Shining Armor groans irritably to himself as he rubs his eyes. Between the drowsiness and the hard rain, he is having a hard time concentrating on the boring task. And the knocking on the door doesn't make things better in terms of getting work done, but the distraction does leave the unicorn curious.
“Door's open,” says Shining Armor, instantly mentally kicking himself for forgetting his military formalities after the words leave his mouth.
He does not get a chance to fix his mistake, though, since the door is quickly opened and a mare slides inside just as quick before shutting the door behind her. The pony that has entered is none other than Applejack, and Shining Armor's eyes grow and his ears perk as hot blood paint his cheeks and ears red.
Applejack's mane is soaked and is hanging down past her eyes in clumpy strands, and one large strand is draped over her shoulder while the rest remains behind her back. The uniform she is wearing is still not her official Captain Equestria suit, but Shining Armor actually thinks she looks better in the standard olive drab combat uniform, which is also wet and hugging her body. The wool fabric of her four button tunic is weighed down by the water, making her toned arms, shoulders and rounded breasts stand out more. Applejack turns slightly so she can grab her tail, and the wet, wool trousers are also making her rump and legs more defined and Shining Armor leans forward slightly to get a better view of it as the mare squeezes her tail.
“Hey, Shining, how ya doin'?” says Applejack casually while she wrings out the water from her tail, creating a puddle at the entrance.
Shining Armor swallows and tries to keep his sporadic heart quiet since it is thumping so loud in his ears that he is worried that-
“Ya nervous?” asks Applejack, now looking at him curiously.
Shining Armor silently curses Applejack's super hearing. “No. Just, um...” He drums his fingers on his desk. “Just working on boring stuff to get the blood pumping.”
Applejack raises a brow and folds her arms across her chest, and Shining Armor swears that she put her arms under her breasts and raised them slightly on purpose. His eyes lock on to those plump mounds that definitely got bigger after the serum was injected into her, liking how they aren't stupid large or nonexistent. They are actually the perfect size, and he has a hard time looking away from them, even when Applejack speaks.
“Really?” she says in a long drawl. “And am I right guessin' that yer red face is 'cuz ya got yourself a great workout scribbling on paper all day?”
“It's a lot of work,” says Shining Armor defensively, quickly adding: “So, um, what are you doing here, Applejack? I don't want to be rude, but I'm just... Curious. I thought you were going to shoot some pool with Surprise or throw knives with Gilda or... Or doodle in a coloring book with Apple Bloom, or something.”
Applejack giggles and places her arms over her head so she can stretch, which, in turn, stretches the fabric tighter against her muscles and goodies. Now Shining Armor is getting the feeling that she is doing this all on purpose as he squirms in his seat from the arousing sight of her dripping wet body and breasts pressing against her shirt.
“Me and Surprise did play some pool and did some other stuff after,” says Applejack, groaning when there is a slight pop, and she lowers her arms gets a relaxed smile as she looks at Shining Armor. “And I did throw knives with Gilda. But I didn't color with Apple Bloom. She was actually reading the manual of operating a bazooka when I last saw her.”
Shining Armor blinks. “Oh. Okay, then.”
Then Applejack turns around and leans unnecessarily far forward to touch the door knob, giving Shining Armor yet another view of her luscious butt and a playful flick of her tail, which he just now realizes is free of her red band. Then there is a click and his muscles tighten as Applejack turns around with a very sultry smile.
“Time ta cut the charades, Captain,” says Applejack, now walking towards him with a provoking sway in her steps and a swish in her tail. “I've seen ya oglin' me.”
Shining Armor swallows, his heart now feeling like a jackhammer in his chest and his lower body becoming uncomfortable from how restrained it is. “Really? I-I mean: Nooo, I haven't been eyeballing you. I've been watching you-Looking at you! I mean: Seeing you! I've been seeing you everywhere ever since we first met, so of course I'll look at you.”
Applejack chuckles and brings her fingers up to her cleavage when she is in front of his desk. Shining Armor's eyes trail her fingers and he squeezes his legs together when she pops the top button and slowly peels the tunic back to reveal the orange fur hidden underneath.
“Oh, no. Ya've had a different look ever since I came out of the Professor's machine.” says the super mare with the same alluring smile as her finger traces the curve of her breast, not hiding the fact that she loves how she is making the stallion squirm in his seat.
“Well, you did come out different,” says Shining Armor, face burning and eyes now darting between her boobs, her eyes, and his paperwork.
“Ain't no lyin' 'bout that. But-” Applejack suddenly moves by Shining Armor, grabs his shoulders, rips him off his chair and slams his back against the wall with loud THUD, making him grunt. All the pleasant feelings disappear from Shining Armor and his pupils shrink to dots as he stares into the mare's hungry eyes. “I'm tired of playin' those schoolyard love games. We're adults, here, so its time we just come clean and do what we've been wantin' ta do.”
Shining Armor gulps again and lightly places his hands on her arms. “Applejack, be honest with me, are you in heat?”
“No.”
Applejack then grips Shining Armor's shoulders as hard as she can without breaking them and mashes her lips against his. Granted, she has to stand on the balls of her feet so their lips can touch, but still, her brute strength keeps him trapped between her and the wall.
Shining Armor grunts and Applejack murmurs an apology before kissing him again. This time it is not as rough, but is still fueled by lust. With her lips against his, Shining Armor's anxiety retreats and his heart soars into his throat, making an unstoppable, stupid grin spread across his muzzle. He can't believe he is making out with a smoking hot national icon that he has known since her humble beginnings. If he hadn't known any better, he would think he was having the greatest dream ever.
But because he has smiled, Applejack has taken the opportunity to slip her tongue in his mouth. Shining Armor's mind fuzzes out and his muzzle opens wider on its own to let Applejack explore him. Her tongue eagerly slides along the inside of his cheek and over his own tongue. Every breath of warm air that goes between them from their locked lips brings Shining Armor's hot, trembling body one step closer to primal dominance.
Wanting to return the favor, Shining Armor slides his tongue over Applejack's and wiggles his way into her mouth. The earth pony mare's gasp is lost in his mouth, and her grip on his shoulders tighten for just a moment as one of his hands goes behind her mane and the other travels across her chest.
Shining Armor pulls away for just a moment to mask his nervousness with a gulp of somewhat needed air as his fingers brush over her breast. Applejack tugs his head back into the kiss, and his lips press and retreat from hers in quick cycles as his trembling fingers fumble with her other button.
When that button is popped open, Shining Armor brushes her shirt apart and slides his hand across her boob, caressing her fur and nipple. He takes another breath and then squeezes it, causing Applejack to moan in his mouth.
Shining Armor's palm starts rubbing her breast, quickly switching kneading the plump mound and pinching at her nipple just so he can hear her moan and feel her quiver. He loves hearing her moan and shake under his touch, and he loves how soft her breasts are. He brings his other hand to her chest and tends to the neglected breast, rubbing and kneading all around it and pinching at her nipple.
This goes on for a couple of minutes, with Applejack groaning and breathing softly all the way, before she pulls away from Shining Armor's lips, leaving a bridge of saliva between the two. She smiles at him with red tinted cheeks and he returns the smile, red and panting just like her, and he squeezes her boobs and leans in for another kiss when she pushes a finger against his lips.
Shining Armor stops and looks at her, worried that he did something bad, like grope her too hard or have a bad tasting mouth. But that worry leaves when she smiles at him and drags her finger down his lip and stops at his collar.
“Go lower,” orders Applejack in a husky whisper.
Shining Armor blinks and looks down. “You mean, like tickle you or...?”
Applejack giggles and slides her fingers off of Shining Armor's shoulder so she can caress her covered marehood. “Right here, ya goof.”
“Oh... Oh!... Um, I guess-”
Applejack puts her hands on his shoulders and kisses him again, quickly silencing him. “Don't be shy. Just do it.”
Shining Armor nods and plants his lips against Applejack's while his hand strokes her breast on its way down to her ribs. Applejack opens her mouth and breathes heavily with his touch, and Shining Armor takes that opportunity to push his tongue back into her mouth and he holds her in place by grabbing the back of her head.
Applejack's drift shut and she moans as his tongue slides across hers and licks up what he can in her mouth. They break for just a moment before going back to their kissing, and Shining Armor blows hot air out through his nose while his hands travel downward, brushing Applejack's body all along the way. When his fingers rake through her wet mane and starts scratching at her scalp, his heart beats faster while his other hand continues down Applejack's ribs. His hand shakes with each passing inch down, and he gulps nervously as his fingers lightly brush the fabric covering her sides and stomach before touching the bronze buckle to her leather belt.
Applejack pulls back to mutter something Shining Armor can't quiet understand, then she grabs his head and presses their lips together again while his fingers fumble with her belt. When her belt is loose, he tugs it out with the satisfaction of hearing the leather scrape against the cloth, and once it is all out, he carefully drops it to the floor.
Shining Armor and Applejack's lips still make wet smacks as they push against each other with their tongues now wrestling in the middle for dominance. Even when Shining Armor pops the button open and unzips her pants, Applejack keeps her mouth on his. However, when Shining Armor slides his fingers past her flaps and presses them against her panties, she retracts slightly, gasping and shuddering.
A wolfish grin stretches across Shining Armor's muzzle as he continues scratching the back of Applejack's head. He also adds pressure to his strokes as his fingers slide up and down her slit. He can't stop his giggles when she closes her eyes and moans loudly with her fingers tightening on his shoulder.
“Do you like that, Applejack?” says Shining Armor, holding the same smile.
“Yes,” breathes Applejack, eyes still closed and her whole body now trembling as she lowers her head with her wet, blonde mane wetting his chest. She releases another erotic cry when Shining Armor's fingers dig into her panties, just barely parting her lower lips. “Yes! Keep doing that! Keep doing that!”
At that point, Shining Armor can feel Applejack's juices seeping past her panties, and that makes him grin from ear to ear, knowing that he got a mare wet with just his fingers. He keeps rubbing her and pushes his fingers as far as the fabric blocking him will allow. It doesn't seem like much of an entrance to him, but even with the soft underwear blocking him, he can feel Applejack's passage grip his finger tips.
“Shining...” gasps Applejack. “Shining... Keep... Keep... Nnnng-Aaaah! Hah. Hah.”
That is all Applejack can say before she collapses against the stallion with her cheek pressed against his chest and her arms wrapped around his neck for support, panting hard as the pleasure sucks the air out of her.
The sight makes Shining Armor's thumping heart want to jump through his chest with the immense pleasure he is getting from this. He absolutely loves Applejack's warm body clinging to him, and the undeniable merriment that is heard in her noises encourages Shining Armor to go faster. In fact, he decides that the underwear has become problematic to his cause and pulls them down with three fingers so he has just enough space to enter. Along the way, Shining Armor's fingers brush against Applejack's warm, bare slit, making her spasm slightly and moan Shining Armor's name.
Shining Armor's fingers continue to rake through Applejack's mane while his other fingers stroke Applejack's sex. His ears and nose get tickled from her wanting noises and scent, and desires more of it.
Applejack groans again and her tail flicks in anticipation. “Stop teasin', ya lug.”
“As you wish,” says Shining Armor with a flicker of returning anxiety in his smile.
He takes a breath, and then slides two of his fingers right into her tunnel, instantly getting warmed up by the heat from her velvety walls. Applejack's mouth opens for a silent cry, but her lips twist into a smile and she lets out a loud, appreciative groan seconds later, even though Shining Armor's fingers remain stagnant. And he keeps them still for just a few seconds, taking in the feel of her wet walls gripping him and her soft breath brushing against his uniform. Though, when Applejack lifts her beautiful emerald eyes to look at his blue orbs, he knows she is getting impatient.
“What're ya-?”
Shining Armor slides his fingers out and rams them back in before Applejack has a chance to finish, making her swear and lean against him again. Her heart beats loudly against him and her moans shake as Shining Armor's fingers slide in and out of her with wet a shlick to accompany them. Applejack bites her lip and closes her eyes while breathing heavily though her nose as Shining Armor continues his speedy plunges into her, but her strained silence does not remain for long.
Applejack's whole body seems to sulk when she lets out a very loud moans, and then she starts screaming with the rapid pumps of Shining Armor's fingers.“Aaaaaah! Aaah! Aaaah! Hah! Hah!”
Applejack's cries of pleasure flood Shining Armor's ears, sending his already speeding heart into a frenzy and fueling the beastly thoughts taking over his mind. He keeps pumping his fingers in and out, watching with a lustful smile as Applejack presses her breasts and blushing face against his chest with her shaking arms holding him tighter. He notices that her legs are shaking and bending, too, so he slides his free hand down from her mane -much to his disappointment- and scratches along her back until her reaches her butt. Once there, he grasps her muscular butt cheek and pushes her up straight while he continues pumping his fingers as fast as he can, biting his lip to muffle his own noises. Before too long, he feels her passage cling really tight around his fingers, and next thing he knows, Applejack releases a shrill cry and nearly crushes him with her hug as her juices gush all over his fingers.
Her passage pulsates around his fingers, dousing them in her lady cum, and he continues pumping his fingers into her with his ears folded down to his skull, seething quietly. Thanks to the special serum, her voice has gotten a whole lot louder, and now because of her screaming, his ears are ringing. And she keeps screaming and trembling and clutching him tightly in more places than one as her orgasm nearly sends her falling, even with his support.
Moments later, Applejack lands from her orgasm and she looks up at Shining Armor, panting and smiling with her freckled cheeks red and her body shaking as her juices travel down her thighs.
“That was fun,” she says between her deep breaths.
Shining Armor smiles in agreement and pulls his fingers out so he can rub his ears. “It sure was.”
Applejack lowers her head and takes a moment to catch her breath before she looks up at him again with new vigor and says in a sultry whisper: “But now it's my turn.”
Applejack's hand shoots down and grabs Shining Armor's crotch while the other remains on his shoulder, making him grunt in surprise. In any normal circumstances, he would be surprised by a mare's quick recovery, but since this is a super soldier, he doesn't have that shock. Mostly.
Applejack roughly strokes Shining Armor's member, and it makes him realize how hard he had become since he was focused so much on Applejack. Even though his dick is not stiff like a rock pole, it is still pretty hard and now that he can feel how solid it is, he is mentally slapping himself for being so ignorant of his body. However, now that Mr. Happy is getting the attention it deserves, he does not care how rough she is. The love is being returned, and that is all that matters.
Applejack continues running her fingers up and down the bulge in Shining Armor's pants, making him groan and lean his head against the wall with his tongue lolled out and eyes rolled back. This makes Applejack giggle in a low, erotic voice.
“I ain't even started yet and yer ready ta blow?” teases Applejack.
“I'll hold it in,” says Shining Armor, releasing a throaty growl when Applejack does a painfully slow stroke that ends at his belt buckle.
“Ya better. This is my first time and I don't want it ruined 'cuz ya can't keep yer cannon from firin'.”
Shining Armor looks at Applejack with an arched brow in response to her statement, but she returns his look with a toothy, devilish smile and removes his belt with a swift tug. Then she goes on her knees and hastily unbuttons his pants and pulls down his zipper to reveal the bulge in his sky blue underwear. Applejack takes a moment to stare at what has to be an average sized dong and the bright fabric covering it.
Shining Armor is afraid that she will say something about his color choice or make a comment about how disappointing his size is. But when she shrugs and pulls down his pants and underwear without saying a word, all worry dissipates. And he really cannot stop the relieved sigh when Applejack grabs his average sized rod and starts stroking it with a hungry smile.
The combined warmth and soft fur on Applejack's fingers puts Shining Armor in heaven as she teases his member with light strokes. She is barely touching him as her fingers move up and down, from tip to base, without pause, eying the unicorn with the same, hungry smile. Shining Armor releases a loud gasp when Applejack grips his dick and tilts it to her mouth while simultaneously moving her fingers down.
Applejack chuckles, licks her lip and then flicks the head of Shining Armor's shaft with her tongue. That sends a firestorm of pleasure through Shining Armor's body, and he groans appreciatively and bangs his head against the wall with his eyes shut.
“Ya ain't gonna squirt on me, are ya? I just barely got started,” purrs Applejack playfully.
“Not unless you want me to, Applejack,” says Shining Armor, grunting and tightening his muscles when Applejack's tongue brushes the underside of his stiff member.
Applejack runs her tongue along Shining Armor's dick a few times in slow brushes, and she keeps licking around him until the whole thing is wet with her saliva. Each lick makes him grunt with pleasure and dig his fingers harder into the wall, and his whole body tenses when Applejack's warm, wet mouth sucks on the top of his shaft. Shining Armor wants to say something about how good it feels, since her tongue is lapping up the pre-cum that escapes like a child licking at a melting Popsicle, but her tongue work is leaving him short of breath. Then Applejack lowers her head, gradually taking in the length of his dick, he and unintentionally bucks his hips forward.
Applejack gags and her eyes widen with her ears perking in tune with the flames scorching the inside of Shining Armor's cheek.
“Oh, jeeze! Applejack, I'm sorry! It just happened!” cries Shining Armor.
But rather than spitting his out dick and storming away like he thought would happen, Applejack just smiles, the penis still in her mouth and tears in her eyes, and continues working. Her throat contracts and her tongue swirls as much as it can, ticking Shining Armor's nerves and lathering his member in her spit. It is possibly the greatest massage Shining Armor has ever had with how his penis rubs against her tongue and throat, and for a better experience, he places his hand on her head and starts rubbing her mane.
“Aaah, keep at it, AJ. You're doing great,” says Shining Armor with a blissful smile over Applejack's hums and slurps.
Applejack bobs her head at a steady pace and her fingers grasp Shining Armor's testicles and starts massaging them. Now a very painful pressure builds in his phallus, and his muscles tighten and his eyes squeeze shut as a low, albeit very appreciative, growl escapes through his gritted teeth.
“Oh, man. Go faster... C'mon, faster!” urges Shining Armor.
Applejack bobs her head at a quicker rate, her tongue still licking up what it can and her muffled moans meshing with Shining Armor's groans. Her moans vibrate his already throbbing penis, and the slurping that comes with her tongue sliding along his rod becomes too much for him.
He's going to blow. Right now.
“Oh, fuck!” screams Shining Armor.
Shining Armor muscles tighten and he squeezes his eyes shut as he thrusts his hips forward, pushing his dick as far back into her throat as it can. And with it comes a big squirt of liquid love.
Applejack's eyes widen and she coughs as she pushes Shining Armor away. She doesn't push him all the way out, though, before he places both of his hands on her head and thrusts into her mouth again. Her tongue tries to push his penis out, and her palms press against the stallion's thighs, but it only sends more spunk shooting into the back of her throat, and what isn't swallowed spills out past her lips.
Shining Armor screams barbarically as he roughly forces Applejack to move head back and forth as his spunk shoots into the back of her throat. His dick vibrates from Applejack's muffled gaks and shocked cries, and his yells continue with his fierce face fucking. Each thrust of his hips sends his balls hitting against her chin and he can feel Applejack's throat contracting in desperation to gulp his large load. When Applejack manages to push herself off of Shining Armor, she gasps for air with a line of spit and semen connecting her face and his penis with more unicorn jizz dribbling past her lips. That doesn't stop Shining Armor from shooting his load all over her face, though. Strands of cum fly out and land on her nose, her mane, one over her eye -which she thankfully closes- and some land on her chest and neck.
When the last of his load is shot out, Shining Armor slides to the floor with a stupid smile plastered on his face and his body glittering with sweat and his phallus limp. Applejack, on the other hand, dives for the garbage can by his desk and spits out as much semen as she can.
“There is no way this was your first time,” comments Shining Armor between his deep breaths while Applejack coughs, hacks and spits out as much of the white gunk as she can.
“Surprise gave me some pointers and had me practice on a pickle,” says Applejack after catching her breath. She scratches her tongue against her teeth and spits another glob of semen into the garbage can, blanching and shuddering. “She also said that it was fun and that semen tasted good. Damn liar.”
Shining Armor squints with his jaw slightly agape in question in regards to the first half of Applejack's statement. “You practiced on a pickle?”
Applejack scratches her tongue with her fingers, then speaks as she runs them along the interior of Shining Armor's garbage can. “Eeyup.”
“Huh... Did she... You know?... Help you out with other things?”
Applejack is in the middle of wiping her face with some of Shining Armor's paperwork when she cocks her head at him quizzically. “Whaddya mean?”
Shining Armor wants to ask her all kinds of questions, like kissing, creative sexual positions, and how to handle multiple partners. The standard love making stuff. But instead he just says: “Never mind.”
“Well, alrighty, then,” says Applejack. Then she points at Shining Armor with a stern glare. “But ya owe me for that blowjob. That stuff was nasty and you rutted my face like an animal.”
Shining Armor frowns. “That stuff is my semen, and mares love its taste, so you're just weird. Besides, you did that all blowjob stuff willingly. I was just... Reacting to how good you were.”
“And just how many mares have given you a blowjob?” asks Applejack sharply.
“...A lot.”
Applejack stares at him with a skeptical frown and he looks at her with a broad smile as nervous sweat rolls down his forehead.
Applejack snorts and quickly unties and tosses her boots aside. “Yer a terrible liar, ya know that?”
Shining Armor looks down in shame, not really registering that Applejack is now working on his boots with the same speed she used on hers.
“Yeah, I know,” he says with a sad sigh as Applejack throws his boots away.
“Don't be sad 'bout that. It's better ta be a terrible liar than a good one. It makes it easier for ya to earn people's trust,” says Applejack, now pulling off his pants underwear. With those off, Applejack quickly pulls off her pants and wet underwear and throws them on the growing pile of discarded clothing. Then she sits on Shining Armor's lap, pressing her warm entrance against his pride, forcing it down on his stomach as a wicked smile stretches across her muzzle. “But ya owe me, Shining, and yer gonna start repaying me by lettin' me ride ya till yer willy splits in two!”
Shining Armor's face contorts to a terrified grimace. “Yeah, can you please not do that?”
Applejack frowns, unimpressed with his response. “That was a joke, hun.”
“Oh. Sorry... Does that joke mean you aren't mad about the whole-” Shining Armor motions towards her face, which is mostly cleaned of his semen “-face rutting thing?”
Applejack leans forward and grips the spot between his neck and shoulder and presses it hard, making Shining Armor wince and squirm in his spot. Then she grabs his horn and roughly rubs her hand up and down it, making him shudder and his eyes roll back as electric tingles surge through his nerves and make his member stiffen from excitement, despite the slight discomfort.
“Ya bet yer fancy little horn I'm still mad,” says Applejack with a dark look, and with a tail flick that brushes her blonde tail over his electric blue tail, she adds: “And I'm gonna get ya back. Starting with some angry sex.”
Shining Armor gulps, meeting his eyes with hers as crazy ideas start going through his mind by what she means. Will she beat him senselessly? Will she pull on his his mane and tail? Bite him? Claw him? Shove a monster dildo up his anus?
The ideas are limitless, and he only gets more nervous when Applejack raises herself and grips his penis using the hand that held his horn without letting go of her grip on his shoulder. She leans in closer so her warm breath is brushing against Shining Armor's face, and she works to unbutton his khaki shirt while her marehood rubs against the head of his member. Her warm cum leaks all over his shaft and both lovers groan softly with their eyes closed.
“C'mon, get hard for me, Shining,” coos Applejack as her hands work to unbutton his shirt and stroke his shaft.
Shining Armor gasps and shudders as blood rushes back to his lift his member, eager to get more love. When his shirt is fully unbottoned, Applejack rubs her palm over his chest with a growing, hungry smile as her lower lips descend on the flat head of his shaft.
Shining Armor gasps again and swears pleasantly as his phallus slips past her wet entrance. He looks down and sees his member gradually disappearing inside Applejack, and he looks back at her face when she moans. Both of her hands slip away from their spots and grip his shoulder as she bites her lip and squeezes her eyes shut in concentration, and she makes an adorable squeak when she reaches the base.
With the combined sensation of Applejack's inner walls tightening around his member, her fingers massaging his shoulders, and a low groan escaping her lips, Shining Armor can't help but grin at this. To him, this is turning out to be an awesome punishment, and he makes it better for himself by running his hands along her toned thighs. Despite her being a super soldier and seeing constant combat for over a year, her orange coat is still soft and scar free, which makes for a smooth travel. His hands continue brushing across her thighs until they reach the three apple cutie marks on her flanks, then he presses his fingers into them and starts rubbing his thumbs over her markings in circular motions.
Applejack bites her lip and her hands squeeze Shining Armor's shoulders while she shudders under his touch. Shining Armor thinks he hears a faint giggle come from her, but his thoughts go blank when Applejack lifts herself up, slowly but surely. Her silky walls hold on to his shaft, begging to stay filled, and when she is almost all the way out, she slams herself all the way down on his lap.
“Oh, shit!” cries Shining Armor painfully, completely caught off guard by how hard she slammed herself on him. And when she lifts herself up again, grinning deviously at him, a horrible thought crosses his mind. She just might split Mr. Happy in half, after all. “Applejack, can you please not slam so-”
Applejack slams herself down on him again.
“HARD!”
This slam sends Shining Armor's legs up and his fingers dig into Applejack's flanks as he bangs his head against the wall with a yell and starts panting hard. Applejack lifts herself up again, biting her lip and retaining her crazed smile while keeping a good hold on Shining Armor's shoulders. She goes down again, earning another grunt from the stallion, and she picks up her speed after that.
Applejack's blonde mane bounces with every rise and fall of her body, and her juices coating Shining Armor's member create wet, fleshy slaps that fill the room with his grunts and her cries of delight. But as the steamy time flies by, Shining Armor notices that the pain ceases and that Applejack is no longer trying to go as hard as she can on him, she's just going. And going. And going. And going without hardly breaking a sweat. As for him? He feels like he is glittering from how sparkly he is from the sweat covering him. And he hasn't even done much!
This, he cannot allow. He will not be the sweaty, smelly after-sex guy who does next to nothing. He will work for his sweat! And he will start by digging his fingers into those apples on her muscular ass.
Applejack gasps from his sudden, rough touch, and her back arches as she cranes her head back, moaning loudly, when Shining Armor lifts his hip up as she comes down. She lifts up and he pulls out, and when she comes back down, he jerks his shaft into her again, getting the same reaction. He does this a few more times before he squeezes as hard as he can on Applejack's flanks and helps her lift herself as she rises and he lowers his hips. When she starts coming down, he raises his hips and uses his grip to slam her down on him.
Applejack's eyes snap wide and she screams and holds tighter onto Shining Armor's shoulders as he continues his forceful movements. “Aaaah! Ah! Ah! Nnngh-Yes! Yes! Keep at it-Keep at it, trooper!”
Shining Armor keeps forcing Applejack's body up and down on his shaft, watching her mane bounce and her tongue loll out with drool dripping and glazed eyes looking at him. Every thrust into her pushes out a “Yes!” from her, and he knows they are both close. He can feel it in the pressure of his throbbing dick and her clenching walls.
Applejack and Shining Armor continue yelling and groaning over the wet slaps of balls meeting thighs. The pressure between them becomes almost unbearable for the stallion and all coherent thought disappears as their lovemaking continues. It is just him and the mare on his lap.
By this time, Shining Armor dares to release his grip on Applejack's flanks, and his hands travel up her ribs while she continues her motions on his lap. The white unicorn's fingers brush across the olive drab tunic covering Applejack's body, and when the closed buttons on her shirt, he digs his fingers in between them and rips it open. Buttons fly everywhere and Applejack's shirt falls open to reveal her plump, round breasts that leaves Shining Armor drooling and Applejack unaffected by this move. She continues bouncing up and down on Shining Armor's shaft, and his hands travel back down to her waists to helps her move on him again. Though, with her breasts bouncing freely and her open shirt flapping about, it becomes difficult for the unicorn to watch his mare's face as she moves on his lap.
Moments later, Applejack leans forward and mashes her lips against Shining Armor's and forces her tongue into his mouth without losing a beat to her bounces. Shining Armor tastes himself as the tongues wrestle all around, licking around each other in every spot they can. He does not like tasting himself and can partially see why Applejack reacted poorly to her first -and no doubt last- blowjob.
Applejack pulls away from Shining Armor's lips, leaving both of them panting and a bridge of saliva connecting them, but he wants more of her and she wants more of him. The feelings of unquenchable lust is mutual, and their wild thrusting gets more sloppy and their pleasure more vocal the more they slam into each other.
Applejack is really sweating now, with the salty droplets trailing her muscles and curves, and sliding off of her nipples and wherever else they can fall to splatter on Shining Armor, who is panting like a dog from how much he is sweating. But by no means is he done, and he knows she isn't done, either.
When Applejack is hilted by Shining Armor again, he tugs Applejack close so her breasts is squished against his muzzle. She stops moving, but still pants hard and moans Shining Armor's name when he drags his tongue across her hard nipple. He lathers her rigid nipple and the surrounding fur on her mound as his tongue greedily licks up her taste. Then he clamps his mouth around the nipple and sucks on it while his tongue flicks over it and his hands grab her other breast and her flank, kneading them like a kid playing with dough.
“Ah!” cries Applejack in surprise, her eyes wide and back arching so she can shove her breasts further into Shining Armor's face as she grips the back of his head.“Hah! Hah... Ya... Ya darn animal!”
Shining Armor pulls away with a wet pop and looks at Applejack, licking his lips and smiling. “You started it.”
His hands squeeze her boob and flank, causing her to moan, and he thrusts his throbbing cock up into her needy tunnel, forcing her up and eliciting another surprised yelp from her. After she comes back down, Shining Armor jerks his hips up into her again, pushing her up and sending some of her juices trickling around his shaft and thighs. Applejack moans again from this, and he does this a couple more times before she gets the hint and starts using her quivering legs to bounce on him again.
“Good girl,” says Shining Armor with a toothy grin
“'Good'... 'Good girl'? Ya... Ya wanna play that way, huh?” pants Applejack over the fleshy slaps of her juices being pumped out by Shining Armor's shaft.
She brings her hand up to Shining Armor horn and grabs a hold of it, grinning viciously when Shining Armor's eyes bulge and his lips clamp around her teat, same with his hands on her flank and other breast. He groans and his eyes roll to the back of his head when her fingers vigorously rub the fuzz that covers the ridges on his horn.
“Now be a good boy and don't cum until after I do, got it?” orders Applejack.
Shining Armor pulls away from her breast, leaving it lathered in his spit, and he looks up at Applejack with puppy eyes, panting hard and face bright red. “Not fair!”
“What're ya, twelve?” scoffs Applejack.
Before Shining Armor has a chance to respond, she sticks her tongue out and drags it across his horn, and he grinds his teeth together to stifle his whimper. She quickly retracts when his horn oozes out a rosy colored goo that graces her tongue, giving her the flavor of strawberries for some reason, but she licks her lips, loving that taste over the previous.
“Now, what'd I just tell you?” she says with phony harshness.
Shining Armor doesn't answer. He's too busy drooling and wishing that Applejack will just cum already. He can feel her walls squeezing against his shaft, and he can feel her juices going all over his balls and thighs and it is driving him crazy!
Shining Armor grunts and thrusts harder and more erratically into the super soldier when her fingers and tongue resume massaging his horn, adding pressure to it and his penis. He can feel his horn ejaculate mixing with Applejack's saliva as it travels down and soaks into his mane, and the loud moans, her calling his name, and the tightness of her walls milking him for every ounce of his worth is a sure warning that she is close.
Shining Armor, being the kindhearted stallion that he is, decides to help Applejack on her final steps towards climaxing and he grabs her firm ass and slams her down on his lap again as hard as he can. Applejack swears and trembles on his body as her hand clutches tight on him, and she gets one more lick on his horn in before he does it again. That makes her crane her head back and yell in delight as a gratuitous amount of her juices are pumped out all over her stallion's lower body. Shining Armor does one last hard shove into her before she screams and collapses on his shoulder, panting and groaning as her hips are forced up and down on his shaft with little resistance on her part while her orgasm rocks her body.
With her warm juices all over him and knowing that he is free to finally blow his load, Shining Armor picks up the pace, creating shlick's as his shaft pounds into Applejack's exhausted tunnel. Her moans and cries of pleasure vibrate, and Shining Armor grabs a hold of her back and hugs her close to him, screaming her name when his dam breaks.
With one last push and a yell, Shining Armor pushes himself balls deep into Applejack and all the pressure disappears on both ends as he shoots his seed into the super soldier and a rosy beam into the ceiling. He keeps his hands on Applejack's back and buries his face into her neck and she screams into his shoulder and continues riding him as he roughly thrusts his cock into her to get as much cum inside as possible. A generous amount spills out of her, though, and a quick moment later, it all ends, leaving the two sweaty lovers hugging and panting into each others ears with their liquids mixing all over their thighs and drip on the floor.
They sit there for a few minutes before Applejack slides off of Shining Armor and sits next to him with her back against the wall. However, now that Applejack is out of the way, Shining Armor can see that the tiny building has a rosy tint all along the walls and ceiling that glimmers benevolently. Then he looks between his legs and spots what looks like a puddle of watered down glue in front of his limp penis. The mess makes his stomach churn and he knows that it is quickly ruining the fabric of the office floor. And not only that, his office is bare enough as it is, so any visitor will surely notice a very big stain by the wall.
“That's going to be fun to explain,” says Shining Armor sarcastically.
Applejack chuckles with a tired smile and cheeks flushed red. “Nothin' a little bleach and lime can't handle.”
Shining Armor looks at her with a small frown. “Bleach will make the carpet white, Applejack.”
“Well, it's already white right here, so just make it all white.”
“You know what... That is actually a good idea. We'll need a whole truckload of it, though.”
Applejack chuckles again, then she leans towards Shining Armor and pecks him on the cheek. “I'm sure we can finagle somethin'. But, as for you, that wasn't much of a punishment. I still had fun, though.”
Shining Armor smiles back, more tired, sweaty and red than she, and returns the quick kiss on her cheek. “Glad you had fun.”
“But, I also wanna thank you.”
“For what?”
“For making me feel like a young boy again.”
Shining Armor smiles and is halfway through his nod when it clicks as to what Applejack just said. Then his smile disappears and he looks at her with bulging eyes. “Wait, what!?”
Applejack grins and playfully slaps his shoulder. “I'm just messin' with ya. Surprise dared me ta say that ta ya after we made like bunnies.”
Shining Armor sighs with relief. “Oh, good. I was about to say-”
“But, ya still need ta be punished.” Applejack grins psychotically and full of energy again as she lifts up a thick, iron dildo that gleams in the office light like a polished blade. “Say hello to the Iron Giant!”
“Oh, hell no!”
Shining Armor leaps to his feet and tries to make a run for the door, not caring that he is almost stark naked and covered in sweat. But he barely gets two paces before Applejack tackles him to the ground, forces his head into the thin carpet and pushes his butt into the air, laughing all the way.
Shining Armor squeaks and his fingers dig into the carpet as his enlarged eyes stare at the wall when Applejack tugs his tail up.
Applejack leans next to Shining Armor's ear, making him gulp when she speaks into it. “Let's have some more FLUUUUUUSH!”
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Shining Armor's eyes open up and he lifts his head slightly to hear footsteps and light humming outside his door. He watches his door, afraid that some creeper might come in and stab him, but when the steps fade, he sighs with relief and slams his head against his pillow. Now it is just him and the rain droplets tapping against his window in Mother Nature's way to lullaby him back to sleep. It is too bad that it will not work on him, though, since he is now wide awake.
“Wow, what a crazy dream,” murmurs Shining Armor.
Then he feels something in his pants, aside from his hand. It is warm, sticky, and all over his hand, thighs, underwear and pants. Shining Armor's eyes slowly grow into the size of dinner plates and his heart beats faster as he lifts up his blanket and pulls out his hand. His face contorts to disgust when he brings his hand up to his face and sees white, sticky fluid dripping off his palm and fingers, and he looks down to see that Mr. Happy is limp like a noodle, covered in the same stuff.
Shining Armor gasps and covers his mouth while his face ignites like fuel for a jet plane, and his eyes dart around his room with drooped ears, hoping that no one has snuck in and seen what he did. And that is when another thought crosses his mind...
With the intensity of the dream, and a very big, disgusting load all over his plaid pajamas, does that mean he was heard?
Shining Armor hopes to all things holy and divine that he was not loud and that he is just overreacting about everything. But, overreacting or not, he knows he can't go back to sleep covered in his own jizz. And he knows he can't let the sperm soak in his pajamas for long or else he will have some compromising stains that he will have a hard time explaining. He knows what must be done.
Shining Armor releases a big, aggravated sigh, rolls out of his bed and makes his way to his bathroom to wash himself off. Along the way, he keeps silently praying that no one heard him during the course of his erotic dream.
oooOOOooo
In the room next to Shining Armor's, Twilight Sparkle lays in her bed, body tense like pulled wire and her star studded blanket pulled close to her wide open eyes that shine like purple orbs in the darkness. She dares not release a breath when her brother's door creaks open and clicks shut, and her eyes trail his quiet footsteps as he travels down the hall. When another door opens and closes, Twilight deflates with a loud sigh, rolls on her stomach and then she puts her pillow over her ears and uses her magic to pull her blanket over it, transforming herself into a fluffy slug.
“The one time I don't put up a sound muffler spell...”
