An Apple in a Bushel of Peaches

Chapter 6 - ‘Plantin’ Seeds’

An Applejack in the Vogonverse Story

The last few days Ah felt something coming on that Ah usually was able ta work through, but it weren’t havin’ it. Ah felt it getting worse, and now Ah was out in the field, naked, sweatin’, and tryin’ ma hardest not ta just let it take me. Ah lifted a bushel of peaches up, carried ‘em ta the wagon, and Ah smelled him. Sweet Celestia he smelt all kinds of wonderful.

“You okay darlin’?” Anthony asked.

Ah walked closer to ‘im, pulled the tie outta ma mane, and let it fall all natural like. Ah came up ta ‘im and leaned in toward him. Ma body was a cryin’ out fer him something awful, and Ah knew Ah couldn’t deny it. Ah leaned in, kissed him, and felt him pullin’ me close to ‘im. His hands moved down ma back ‘till they came to ma cutie marks and then he gave those a little squeeze. Ah moaned out ma need in that kiss. Ah let him know what Ah needed, and Ah felt him lift me a little.

Ah felt him hold on ta me as he climbed up into the hay loft. Ah weren’t innocent no more, but this were perfect. This is where Ah wanted to do this. There was a connection with this old barn, maybe ‘cause it reminded me of home, but it was there. Ah couldn’t wait fer him ta get undressed. Ma hands found his shirt, ripping it open, and Ah moved on until Ah had ‘im as naked as Ah was. Ah looked at ma stallion, the way he held himself, and Ah wanted him ta take and rut me.

“Ah need ya… Anthony Ah need ya so bad. Please,” Ah found maself sayin’.

He went ta kissin’ my shoulder, givin’ me little love bites, and then he stopped. Ah saw ‘im lookin’ at me and a crooked smile crossed his lips. He leaned forward and mashed those same lips against ma own. Our mouths opened, ma tongue found his and Ah began wrestling with it. Ah knew that he could smell what was a goin’ on. Ah was in heat, and there was no way that ma stallion couldn’t miss that. He pulled back from the kiss and Ah felt him kissin’ down my stomach, ta ma marehood. Ah felt him kiss me, deepen it, and his tongue were doin’ pretty amazing things inside of me. My hands found the back of his head as Ah pulled ‘im closer.

There ain’t nothing as good as feelin’ the stallion ya wanna have foals with lickin’ ya like he was lickin’ a bowl of apple cobbler clean. Ah felt maself gettin’ purty close, and Ah let out a moan. Ah meant ta warn Anthony, but all Ah could do was moan and enjoy the wonderful things he was a doin’ ta me. He was explorin’ me and Ah was more than happy ta let him. Ah felt him moving, his fingers holding me against him as Ah held him where he was. Ah felt myself slippin’ inta that wonderful feelin’ and then Ah felt ma orgasm. Oh Sweet Celestia it felt so darned good!

“ANTHONY!” Ah cried out as Ah came. He came up, his mouth covered with ma juices.

Ah let out a soft moan, and felt him against me. His impressive rod pressing against ma folds. A moment later he was buried inside of me. Ah felt him feel me so completely, and then in a moment Ah was empty again. Ah can’t lie, Ah almost whined like a little filly when he did that, but he seemed to realize what Ah wanted and filled me again. He took control, became dominant, and Ah loved every moment of it. He held me close as he was buried deep inside of me. Ah moaned deeply as he filled and emptied me over and over again.

Ah could feel him twitchin’ inside, the size gettin’ a little bigger, and Ah knew that he was gittin’ close. Ah felt him hittin’ ma depths, and the way he was a rubbin’ me inside was causin’ me ta reach another orgasm.

“Anthony… Oh sweet Celestia rut me harder Anthony!” Ah cried out.

Ah felt him get off of me fer a second, and then he helped me turn over. Ma tail moved out of the way and I felt him back inside of me. Ah went ta moaning deeply as he pulled me inta each thrust. It felt wonderful, and Ah knew that bein’ with ‘im was a slice of heaven right here on Earth. He pulled me close, liftin’ me up and his hands went to ma breasts. Ah felt his lips on ma neck.

“I love you Jackie,” he said.

Ah ground my hips against ‘im, loving the feel of him inside of me, loving the fact that he was doing more than rutting me. He was making love ta me. Ah lowered back down and felt him continue to thrust into ma depths. It didn’t take long and Ah found that beautiful place where a mare goes when she’s reached the peak and then jumped off. Ah clamped down hard around his impressive tool and Ah felt him pull me as far down on him as he could.

The feeling of his love filling me… Ah dun’t think there is anything in the world Ah could compare it to. All Ah knew was that Ah was loved, Ah was his mare, and he was my stallion. We collapsed into a heap tagether, and he pulled me close. Both of us breathing hard, our bodies tired, but there was something more.

I touched ma belly, and ma heat weren’t as bad as it was before. Ah felt him still holding me, his impressive tool still inside of me.

“We’re gonna have ta get married,” Ah said.

Ah felt him kiss my shoulder.

“I’m fine with that,” he replied.

“Good, ‘cause Ah think yer gonna be a daddy,” Ah replied.

Ah wasn’t a bit surprised by Anthony hugging me closer. Ah could feel him shrinking a little inside, but he was still in there, still part of me.

“I’m fine with that. I’d like ta think that I could be a good father,” he said.

Ah smiled. Everything ‘bout him pointed ta Anthony bein’ a good father, a good stallion, and somepony that would raise his foals up ta be honest. Not ta mention that Ah’m purty sure he’d teach them ta be able ta finish a fight somepony else started. Ah got comfortable next ta ma stallion, lovin’ the feelin’ of us bein’ like this. His arms wrapped around me, being up against him, knowing that Ah was loved, and now having a feeling that we were gonna have a foal or two.

“You know, I’m fine with us workin’ on having little ones all day,” he said.

“Ah think that Ah’m a gonna hold ya ta that,” Ah replied.

He went ta kissin, on ma shoulder, finding that spot that made me all melty fer ‘im, and Ah found maself ready ta work on our foals some more. He’d stoked the fire of ma heat, and Ah wanted him to cool it back down again.

It didn’t take him long ta get back ta where he was earlier. Loving him was something worth facing anything fer, and Ah was glad that he felt the same way. We went on, fer hours, and it was well after the sun had sat that we finally settled. Ah was being held by ma stallion, he was deep inside ma folds, and Ah was facing him this time. We kissed, and then Ah nuzzled him.

“Ah love ya Anthony,” Ah said before my eyes closed.

“I love ya too Jackie,” he replied.

Ah began to dream, and Ah saw several little foals running around. All of them happy, healthy, and all of ‘em Apples.

Author's Note

(And here's the latest chapter of An Apple in a Bushel of Peaches. There's a wedding in the future for our country mare, and before long... there's going to be somepony else joining the family.)