Mentally Advanced Series: HOO

Applejack had a long day out in the orchard that day bucking for apples, her hips aching from overdoing herself, as she often did. She looked forward to going home and soaking in a nice bath, but had a few more tasks to do yet before the day was done.

Arriving at a secluded corner of the orchard, near where the Cutie Mark Crusaders had their little clubhouse, she set her sights on a dilapidated barn that had obviously not been used in some time. Granny Smith had asked her to check on its condition to see if it could be fixed up, or if it was too far gone, in which case they'd need to knock the thing down. Either way, it had been a lot longer a walk than she wanted to take after so much bucking.

She walked in, pushing the large barn doors out of the way, one of which fell from its hinges and thumped against the floor. She shook her head, but still decided to have a look inside to see if there was anything to save. Unfortunately, she was too tired to keep watch over where she was stepping. One front leg suddenly pushed through a rotten board on the floor, slamming her face onto the floor in the process. She grunted at the impact, then yanked her leg free rather violently, stumbling into one of the main barn supports in the process.

As she was getting her wits back about her, there was creaking sound as wood began to give way, then a sharp snap as the support gave its last and tumbled right towards Applejack. She shouted, trying to dodge out of the way, but she was too out of sorts to react as quickly as she might normally. When the smoke cleared, she was on her belly on the floor, the large log of a beam pinning her down.

She moaned again, wriggling slowly to confirm that nothing was broken. No, she was just a bit bruised... and pinned under a heavy chunk of wood. She pulled herself forward, finding that nothing gave for her, then tried to push herself backwards instead. The log only creaked more, dropping another inch and pinning her more firmly, barely leaving her room to breath.

She groaned in frustration. Was she going to have to wait for someone to come looking for her? That would be at least two hours before anyone thought to come looking for her, though at least her family would know where to look for her. She sighed, making herself relax, just going limp and resigning herself to wait. Minutes passed, then perhaps an hour, and Applejack wondered how long she had left to wait.

Unfortunately for Applejack, the first one to find her wasn't her Apple relatives. Scootaloo, heading back from a meeting at the Cutie Mark Crusader clubhouse, trotted by the barn on her way out. Noticing that the roof was now sagging and the door was wide open, the curious filly made a detour to the old barn. Peaking into the door, the dim evening light fell right onto Applejack, or rather her rear quarters, pinned beneath the beam. She could be seen twitching a bit, so she was alive at least, but what Scootaloo really noticed was how her sweaty bottom shimmered in the dim light.

Keeping herself quiet, Scootaloo curiously approached. Applejack grew still as she heard the sound of tiny hooves against the barn floor, approaching her from behind. They stopped just short of reaching her, and Scootaloo pondered the situation, her tail swishing a bit behind her.

"Hello?" asked Applejack, "Somepony there?"

Well she didn't sound too badly hurt, Scootaloo thought to herself, and this was really a golden opportunity. Scootaloo grinned widely as her mental gears began to chug away, taking another step closer. Her wings perked up slowly, spreading out above her and quickly stiffening up. She took a deep breath, trying hard not to let on who she was, and reached out one front hoof, letting it slide down Applejack's right rump cheek from her tail to near her knee.

"What?" Applejack asked, "Who's there? Is that you Applebloom?" All she knew so far as that someone with a small hoof was behind her stroking her ass. It didn't give her a lot to go on.

Scootaloo was grinning like mad by this point, sitting up on her haunches and rubbing Applejack's plot with both front hooves. She felt over the muscular behind, hooves gliding over the firm, still somewhat sweaty fur. She massaged into it, working circles about each of AJ's cheeks and and sliding down the crevice between them. Applejack tried to put her tail down, but it was conveniently pinned beneath the beam too, forcing her to keep it upwards.

"Hay!" Applejack complained, "Hooves off! What do you think yer doin?"

The hooves didn't off, in fact they started getting a lot more personal as one slide down between AJ's thighs and slid over her exposed slit. Rubbing once.. twice.. slowly up and down the soft fleshy mound. Soon it was rubbing firmly, pushing her lips slightly apart as she massaged AJ's exposed pussy. Applejack grunted again, trying to move her legs to push the mystery pony away, but her legs were pushed against the floor at an odd angle already, and ached every time she tried to move them.

Scootaloo bit her lip hard, barely refraining from her trademark 'Hoo!' as she began to work Applejack's labia apart. Placing one hoof on each side, she spread out the sleek pony cunt, leaning her head down and taking a deep breath, rolling her eyes back at the scent of mare. Leaning forward further, she spread AJ out and ran her tongue against her, sliding from AJ's clit, up the inside of one lip, sliding across the other side and down the inside of the other. She did this several times, just twirling her tongue and taking in the taste. Her wings were so flexed by now that they practically pulsed, not to mention her own tiny slit had started to glisten in excitement.

"Hooves... off... right now!" Applejack tried hard not to react positively to the sudden oral sex, writhing as much as she could beneath the beam, only really serving to make things more exciting for her mystery lover.

Scootaloo had an easier time not making noise with her mouth busy, and soon she had her muzzle pressed firmly against AJ's nethers, taking long laps into her joy hole, pushing apart her tunnel deeper and deeper. Scootaloo had a long tongue for her age, and had plenty of practice using it. It twisted, lapped, and drank up AJ's increasing wetness, drooling down Scootaloo's chin as she rubbed it into the adult's clit.

Eventually, Applejack's complaints died off, the pony seeming to resign herself to her fate. Soon she was breathing heavily, at least as much as her present stuck position would allow her too, and found her thighs unconsciously pulling apart as much as they could, giving Scootaloo more room. Scootaloo pushed her muzzle harder against AJ's slit, her nose stretching out AJ a bit more with each lap, just a bit deeper each time, until suddenly it gave and Scootaloo pushed her entire muzzle into AJ's now sopping wet pussy. She began to thrust her head, literally fucking Applejack with her face, her tongue dipping deeper still and tormenting AJ's insides.

Scootaloo rotated her own hips in midair in excitement as she pushed her face more firmly, turning this way and that to stretch out Applejack's tunnel, never ceasing her pleasuring of it. Applejack was beginning to loose her battle with Scootaloo's disturbingly talented tongue, finally letting out an outright moan. She splayed out her hind legs more purposefully, her hip wriggling slowly turning into rolling back against Scootaloo's affections. Scootaloo slurped greedily as she ate Applejack out.

The naughty little pegaslut moved one of her front hooves beneath Applejack, feeling around and barely able to reach to her breasts as they were smushed against the floor. She managed to tweak first one of AJ's nipples and then the other, moving back and forth with the one hoof. Her other front hoof was pushed between her own legs, rubbing her own gooey preteen slit furiously.

Applejack let herself go more and more, her nipples hardening and her marehood drooling profusely. Finally she felt her climax building, swelling with each movement of the stranger's tongue inside of her. She arched her back, rolled her eyes back, and let out a bellow of a moan, her whole body shuddering. She practically squealed as she suddenly tipped over the edge, her hips pushing hard against Scootaloo's face and juice flooding out of her tunnel, washing over the naughty foals face. Scootaloo tried to guzzle down as much of the excess fluid as she could, forcing AJ to ride her orgasm through to completion, then continued her lapping into AJ's now super sensitive insides.

Applejack gave another groan, and then finally quietened as Scootaloo pulled her drenched face back from the older mare's sweet cunt. Both ponies panted together for a few long moments.

"Ya gonna tell me who ya are now?" asked Applejack, "Don't leave me here now!"

But apparently Scootaloo wasn't, nor was she done. Applejack listened as Scootaloo trotted away, though the little one was only headed out to pick up a few nice juicy apples that had fallen from the nearby trees. A few moments later, she was heard padding back into the barn, carrying three apples on her back. Still without a word, she sat back on her haunches behind Applejack.

Scootaloo grinned like a maniac as she took the first apple and pushed it against AJ's drenched snatch. Her lips stretched firmly against it, but Scootaloo figured she could take it. She was a country girl after all, Scootaloo was pretty sure they were supposed to be good at taking a wide load. She pushed the apple harder, and finally AJ's cunt lips popped around it, allowing Scootaloo to push the fruit inside of her.

"W-what in tarnation?" Applejack yelped, "You knock that off right this instance!"

Scootaloo only continued grinning and took the second apple in her mouth. Giving the first apple another push for good measure, she then pressed the second against AJ's nethers, pushing the first one deeper inside in the process. AJ's insides clenched at the uncomfortable load suddenly being pushed inside of her, her rump once again starting to wriggle. Scootaloo forced the fruit until the second one popped fully inside of her firm moist lips, then crammed the third piece of fruit behind it.

Applejack's tunnel pushed back in resistance, trying to push the apples out of her, but that only served to increase Scoot's fun. The apples pushed out until the third was halfway out, then Scootaloo pushed hard to force them back inside fully. In and out they thrusted, effectively fucking Applejack with the apples. Applejack cursed under her breath, but all the same her hips started to roll back against the new bulge that was stretching her out so well.

As Scootaloo continued to push and release the apples, she moved her muzzle upwards, lapping from AJ's pussy to her tail hole, and cupping her lips over her tailhole instead. She lapped up and down, then twirled about. She pressed her muzzle closely and kissed the second entrance deeply, forcing her tongue through the tight sphincter and deeper inside, spitting up AJ's cunt juice to lubricate her way deeper.

Applejack whined, her already sensitive nethers driven once again forward, not to mention the anal affection which she had to admit was much better than she would have expected such to be. She was soon panting heavily once again, her slickened tunnel pushing at the apples, then relaxing and actually allowing them to be pushed back, letting herself enjoy her perverse fate. Her plot hole clenched at Scootaloo's tongue even as she forced it deeper, the filly pressing her muzzle hard once again, very nearly pushing her muzzle into AJ's anal hole as well.

Applejack felt herself approaching another climax whether she wanted to or not, and soon she was moaning as loud as she could, completely letting go. "Buck... don't you dare stop until ah'm finished now!"

Scootaloo had no intention, at least until her ears perked up and she her a clanking noise from outside of something being tripped over. She pulled her head back and looked out just in time to see a small shadow approaching the door. Gulping, the pegasus quickly tiptoed off to the side, sinking down behind a bale of hay and gritting her teeth. Around the door came Applebloom, ears perked at the sound of Applejack's moaning, eyes going wide as she suddenly found herself staring at Applejack's very moist nether side.

If that wasn't enough for Applebloom, Applejack came hard despite Scootaloo having been forced to retreat. The apples literally shot out of her clenching tunnel, barely missing Applebloom, rolling wetly across the floor, followed by a sudden spray of bodily fluids, Applejack's body spasming in orgasmic bliss even as she unintentionally gave Applebloom a very wet face and front from the blast.

"Ugh... Applejack!" exclaimed Applebloom.

"A-Applebloom!?" Applejack exclaimed, trying to take deep breaths to calm herself.

"Yeah sis it's me, but what are ya doin?" Applebloom spit and tried to get the taste off her tongue.

Not wanting to spend any more time with Applejack's apple-shooting nether region, Applebloom padded around the beam to find AJ's face end. From AJ's perspective, she saw Applebloom finally walk about, her little sister covered in her fresh juices. She could only draw one conclusion.

"A-applebloom?! It was you?!" Applejack exclaimed again.

"Um, ah guess it's me, sis," Applebloom said innocently.

Applejack blushed harder than she ever had, from head to hoof, and the two just stared at each other for a long while.

"Ah... w-we'll talk bout this later," Applejack said wide-eyed, "Fer now just get Big Mac to come and move this here beam..."

Scootaloo waited until Applebloom was out of the way again, then sneaked out of the barn herself, trying not to make any noise and grinning widely as she went. She knew it was a dick move to let Applebloom take the blame, but who knows, maybe it would turn out well for her? Scootaloo had plenty of fantasies how it could.