Yellow cherries into yellow basket, red cherries into red basket, black cherries into black basket...
It was tedious and back breaking work, but I did it nonetheless. I came to Dodge Junction looking for a challenge — and a challenge is exactly what I got.
When I first arrived in Equestria, I was given a choice: I could live in the majestic capital of Canterlot, the sleepy town of Ponyville, or in one of the towns way out west.
Most of the other humans chose one of the first two options, but since I wasn't like most humans I opted to go west. I soon found myself on a train to Dodge Junction — which I found amusing, since people often want to 'get the hell outta Dodge.'
The train arrived in the town, which looked like a set from a John Wayne movie. Everything was made of wood, from the general store to the saloon, and had a real rustic charm to it.
I was met off the train by an Earth Pony mare by the name of Cherry Jubilee, who had agreed to give me a job at the local cherry orchard. That was one of the conditions of living in Equestria, having a paid job. The powers that be decided that if all these humans were going to come over, they might as well make themselves useful in some way or another.
Cherry took me to her farm and showed me around, finishing off in what was to be my living quarters for the foreseeable future. As she watched me unpack, she asked me a question in that amazing accent of hers — the one that reminded me of New Orleans.
"What's your plan for the future, John?"
"I'm not really sure." I shrugged. "I guess I'll stay for as long as I am needed — you looked like you had plenty of help while you were showing me around earlier."
Cherry shook her head. "Not the answer I was expecting," she replied. "But I guess I can't keep you here forever."
"Why, Miss Jubilee," I said, faking offence. "Are you trying to guilt trip me into staying here?"
"What?" Cherry took a step back. "N-no, I was just saying that—" She caught sight of the small grin on my face and sighed. "Oh, you were only joking." She chuckled and waved a forehoof at me. "I think you and I are going to get along famously. Okay, now get some rest, or explore the town — but either way, I want you ready to work by seven tomorrow morning."
"I'll just get some rest," I replied. "It was a long journey, after all."
Cherry nodded. "Very well." she smiled. "Good night, John."
"Good night, Miss Jubilee."
I went to sleep wondering what my new life was going to be like, and woke up at five the next morning feeling better than I had in a long time. I got up and completed my morning ritual of shower, dress, shave, tea and breakfast, then walked into the orchard to meet up with Cherry. She introduced me to a pegasus named Silver Stomp – who was also starting his first day on the job – and then proceeded to show us what we were doing.
Given his ability to fly, Silver Stomp got the job of picking the cherries from the trees and putting them into barrels. Once the barrel was full, he was to bring it to the sorting station — where it was my job to check and sort each and every cherry. The bad ones were put aside to be blended and used as compost, while the good ones were sorted into punnets for sale.
The worst part was that the cherries were always dumped onto a conveyor belt – which was operated by a pony trotting along what was effectively a giant hamster wheel – so I had to be quick and precise when it came to spotting the bad produce. Cherry always said that she had a good reputation, and that she wasn't going to have that tarnished simply because her employees slacked off and let bad cherries out into the markets of Equestria.
I did the work because it was something to do, and because it paid well. The only challenge was trying to figure out who was going to be operating the conveyor belt — on some days I got a really slow pony, while on other days I would get a total speed freak who would go flat out because he was trying to get it over with.
Silver Stomp stuck around for a few weeks — but he had soon saved up enough money to leave for Manehatten, as he was desperate to pursue a career in singing. I too had enough bits saved up to move on, but for some reason I stayed. The weeks turned into months, but still I continued working at the orchard.
Cherry Jubilee was grateful for my continued presence, and even saw fit to give me a raise. She even went so far as to treat me like a member of her family — inviting me for breakfast, lunch and dinner whenever she got a chance.
Without Silver Stomp around, Cherry became my next friend. Time and time again I told her that, while I appreciated her company, there would come a time when I would leave... but time and time again, when the opportunity presented itself, I never did.
Six months after I came to Dodge Junction, I sat down after yet another failure to move on. I sat on my bed for what felt like hours, as I tried to figure out what was preventing me from leaving — and yet, no matter what I did, every train of thought always ended up taking me to the same destination.
Cherry.
I got up from my bed and began pacing around my room. Was it really because of Cherry that I had decided to stay? I weighed up the evidence: she gave me a job, a place to stay, money in my pocket, as much food as I could eat, and as much company as I wanted — and all she had asked for in return was labour.
I smiled as the truth washed over me like water from a torrential rainstorm, and went to the door. I had made a decision, and Cherry Jubilee needed to know.
I was staying in Dodge Junction.
For good.
***
I walked downstairs and into the living room, where I found Cherry lying on the sofa. She was reading a book, occasionally sipping on a glass of gin and tonic sitting on the table. The light was off, but the roaring fire was more than enough to illuminate the room.
I sat down next to her, which in turn alerted her to my presence. She sat up with a gasp and stuck a marker in the book, closing it abruptly before she gave me her full attention. "Evening, John," she said. "What brings you down here at this time?"
"I wanted to talk to you about something." I rubbed the back of my head nervously. "Something important."
Cherry chuckled. "Are you leaving me again?" she asked coyly. "Well, that's a real shame..."
"Not this time," I replied. I then looked her straight in the eyes and took a deep breath. "And not ever."
Cherry's eyes widened. "W-what?" she looked stunned. "What do you mean by that?"
"Exactly what I said." I shrugged. "It means that I am staying here in Dodge Junction. I know I said I wanted to leave but... there's something I really like about this place." I let out a small chuckle. "Well, not something — more like somepony. Somepony who is really close to me... and is in this room right n—"
I didn't get a chance to finish as Cherry suddenly put her forelegs around my neck and planted a passionate kiss on my lips. At first I struggled, but then I realised something.
It wasn't because of friendship that I was staying.
It was because of love.
With this in mind, I stopped trying to break free and instead returned Cherry's kiss with just as much passion. As she pulled away, I saw that her cheeks had turned a lovely shade of red.
"I'm so glad you feel that way, John," she murmured. "The way I've been feeling about you lately has been driving me crazy." She sighed. "You know, every time you told me that you were leaving, a part of me died. But when you stayed, I was beyond relieved. You're a hard worker, and a great friend... but I want you to be more than that." She licked her lips and looked into my eyes. "I love you, John. I love you so much."
I reached up and removed the pin which held her mane in place, allowing it to fall freely around her head. With my other hand, I slowly caressed her cheek. "I'll be honest," I replied. "I was going to tell you that I was staying because you're a great friend." Cherry looked mortified by this, so I quickly continued. "But then you kissed me, and showed me the real reason why. I love you too, Cherry Jubilee, and I want to be more than your friend as well."
I leaned in, bringing our lips together one more time. I opened my mouth, allowing our tongues to intertwine. The sensation was strange, given that it was my first time kissing a pony, but I couldn't deny that it was an amazing sensation nonetheless.
Separating again, Cherry brought her muzzle to my ear. "Please, John," she whispered. "Make love to me."
Lust and longing were written all over her face — I couldn't refuse, so I nodded once and laid her on her back. She parted her hind legs and moved her tail to one side, giving me a good few of her marehood. She was slightly wet already, presumably from the anticipation, and I didn't want to keep her waiting any longer.
I quickly removed my clothing, Cherry letting out a pleased cooing noise as she caught sight of my erect cock. I grinned at her, got on my knees, put my head between her legs, and then drew my tongue softly and slowly across her glistening folds.
Cherry hissed in pleasure as I got to work, my tongue dancing gracefully along her slit. I slipped two fingers inside her and began massaging her inner depths, relishing the feeling of her inner walls attempting to encompass my digits in their vice-like grip.
I brushed my tongue across the mares now exposed love button, prompting her to throw her head back and shriek with glee. I continued working on her — but before she reached her climax, she signalled for me to stop. I did so, and she got off the couch so that she was eye level with me.
"Not yet, John," she panted. "I don't want to come yet, not until I've had you inside me." She sat up and looked at my cock, stroking it with a forehoof. "I have waited for this moment for so long... let's see if it compares with the dreams I've been having."
Before I could question her about these 'dreams,' she had taken me into the warm confines of her eager mouth. I could feel her tongue dancing around my shaft as she bobbed her head back and forth, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me like electricity.
I could feel myself approaching my peak, but Cherry stopped what she was doing and took my length out of her mouth. "That should do it," she said, before turning around. "Now... take me."
I didn't have to be told twice. With one swift motion, I got behind her, took hold of her flanks and then slowly pushed myself inside her. We moaned in unison as I hilted, our hips meeting as one. I leaned forward, tilting Cherry's head back so I could kiss her, and then began thrusting like a man possessed.
My cock slid effortlessly in and out of Cherry's soaked pussy, each drawback being followed up by the sound of my balls slapping against her. She moaned in appreciation and longing, evidently happy that this was finally happening — just like I was.
I held on to her flanks tightly, kneading them with my hands as I drove myself deep into her aching love tunnel. Cherry's moans only spurred me on to greater speeds, but she wasn't complaining.
"Faster!" she cried. "Harder!" I grunted in acknowledgement and slammed into her with enough force to send her sprawling onto her stomach. "Yes! Just like that, keep going!"
I did as she asked, but first of all I grabbed her waist and flipped her onto her back. "I want to look at you properly," I said with a lustful growl. "Now, let me show you how humans do it."
I repositioned her hind legs so that mine were between them, and started thrusting into her with renewed passion. Cherry put her forelegs around my neck and buried her head into my chest, perfectly content to let me rut her senseless.
Time seemed to slow down at that point, both of us consumed by pure, raw, primal lust to focus on anything else. Cherry licked at the sweat on my chest, while I nibbled on her dainty neck and gently squeezed her gorgeous flanks.
But even this couldn't delay the inevitable. I felt myself tensing up and began to slow down, something Cherry picked up on. "Don't you dare pull out, John," she growled. "I want it all inside!" I tried to speak, but she shushed me. "No arguments, just do it. I'm so close, so please... just FUCK ME!"
I kept my mouth shut and picked up the pace. Cherry's words rang in my ears — as did the scream she let out when she finally came, sending a torrent of liquid down my crotch. The sensation proved too much to bear as the tingling and pressure in my loins finally burst, and I squirted stream after stream of my warmth inside her.
We both lay in silence for a while, too tired to move, happy to ride out the adrenaline high we were on after our respective orgasms. I eventually pulled out and flopped onto the floor next to Cherry, who smiled cheekily and nuzzled me under the chin.
"Thank you," she whispered. "Thank you for staying."
"No." I shook my head and put my arms around her, holding her close to me. "Thank you for having me."
Nothing more was said after that, as we simply lay there — our spirits burning as bright as the fire which was still going strong.
Author's Note
Greatodyer said this story was 'sweet,' and I'm inclined to agree with him.
Then again, a 'nice sweet Cherry Jubilee romance and clop fic' is precisely what ARchy4288 (AKA John) asked for when he filled in my commission request form. 
Oh, and I don't usually do clop commissions — I just made an exception for John because he's such an awesome guy. 
