Spring Is in Bloom
By Kirb and Zephyr
It’s not everyday that I find myself in the kitchen of a farmhouse being chased by a frantic pony mare.
Applejack panted heavily as she ran--trotted?--after me. Her orange coat of fur was covered with her sweat, which also rendered her dirty blonde hair--usually in a ponytail--a limp mess of golden strands that tangled into her green shirt’s buttons. Her usual Stetson was gone so there was nothing to block the emotions that blazed out of her green eyes. Eyes that in calmer moments could see right into my soul. Her hands twitched and gripped at her ripped blue jeans as she slowly cornered me in the kitchen. I was currently grasping the table in front of me to block her from attacking me.
“C’mere, you!” she shouted at me as I held the table in front of me.
“AJ, calm down,” I replied, still holding the table. “You need to calm down right now. Whatever I did wrong, I swear it wa--”
“SHADDUP!” she yelled in her Southern accent typical of the family. “Now… Ah’m furious, frustrated and need someone to help me! Yer the closest choice!”
“What do you--?”
I stopped and fully took in what she’d just said. Ohhhh shit. I know what this means.
“…you’re in heat, aren’t you?”
“You bet yer rump Ah am!” she said. “Now, git over ’ere an’ do a favor fer th’ Apple family.”
Admittedly, I hadn’t ever done this before, but that wasn’t my main concern. My main concern was that I was too young for her, wasn’t into her, and plus, she was a bloody pony! No way was I gonna let her fuck--or ‘rut’ me.
“Stay back!” I threatened, gripping the table tightly.
Within a few seconds, however, it slipped away from my fingers, and slid all the way to the other end of the room, when a smug-looking Applejack did a roundhouse kick to it. Damn! I should have known that the way she bucked apples from the trees regularly would come in handy for her.
“Nothing t’ save ya now, Michael,” she said, and headed right towards me. I shut my eyes; surely this was it…
“Excep’, me.”
The rare voice of reason, Applejack’s brother Big Macintosh, sounded up: he took hold of Applejack’s left wrist, not letting her go. AJ turned to face him, visibly surprised. Though she was a tall gal--as tall as I am, actually--Big Mac was true to his name, dwarfing his sister. He looked down at her, his woodcutter-like red checkered shirt barely holding back his muscles, which were ready to unleash the beastly power withheld in his calm and kind demeanor.
He shook his head, the wheat straw in the corner of his mouth dangled to the left and right as he did so. “Calm down, Sis,” he insisted, keeping his green eyes on his sister’s as she looked back and forth at me and him.
“Git off me, big brother!” she grunted, trying to move her hand, but she couldn’t move it even an inch. “Gah! Leggo!”
She glared back at him, barely blinking and with her teeth grinding against each other… until she finally sighed. “Fine…”
She visibly returned to normal, her muscles relaxed, and she looked down. “Ah’m sorry… it’s real hard t’ deal with this, t’ control myself.” She looked back at me. “Ah’m sorry, Michael. Ah didn’t mean t’ put y’all through so much pressure.”
I blinked a few times, still scared near shitless. “It’s… it’s okay, I guess? Please… please don’t do that again.”
AJ sighed once more. “Michael, fer th’ past months you’ve mattered a lot t’ us, and Ah wouldn’t want t’ hurt y’all. Ah’m real sorry.”
I moved away, keeping my back against the wall. “I told you, it’s okay!”
I was still intimidated and hoped that she wouldn’t break free and attack me anyway, though the near-idle blink I got from Big Mac confirmed that he wouldn’t let his ‘little’ sister do something reckless. He even went as far as telling her what she should do.
“Go t’ shower, Sis,” he said in his deep voice, not actually letting Applejack go just yet. He knew it too well how unpredictable a mare can be in heat… especially if it was the big one in every spring.
AJ sighed. “Fiiiiine! Guess Ah’ll just have t’ deal with this…” She tried to turn around to head to the shower, but stopped as she couldn’t move with Mac still holding tightly onto her. She looked at her older brother.
“Are ya gonna let me go, or d’ ya wanna lead me all th’ way up?”
I was out of breath, leaning against the wall, trying to catch it. Boy, could Applejack be frightening when she was horny!
“Eenope,” Big Mac answered in his usual manner and let go of AJ's wrist. I could still see how he was ready to jump, his tail was swishing from time to time, sweeping the back of his old jeans.
AJ nodded. “Thaaank you.” She turned back to me. “Michael.” Then walked away and out of the room. We could hear her head up the stairs.
I sighed, still catching my breath. “Phew!” I looked over at Mac. “Thanks a ton, Mac. If you hadn’t saved me I don’t know what would’ve happened!” Actually, I had an idea of what would’ve happened, but it wasn’t pleasant for me.
“Eeyup,” he agreed, nodding once, then crossed his arms before his muscular chest. “Ya don’ have t’ explain it to me.”
He shook his head. Memories, maybe? Then he just patted my head--almost sending me on the floor with his sheer power--and followed Applejack upstairs. This was a good sign, a very good one, considering how… distant he usually is!
I finally caught my breath. Upstairs, I could hear the sound of shower water running, which was a good sign that AJ had calmed down. I wiped the sweat off my forehead and walked over to push the table back into position.
…
As the hours passed and the afternoon turned into evening, I no longer was afraid of getting pounced on and raped by a mare. I don’t know how Big Mac was able to avoid it all these years, but none seemed to show up at the farm. I wasn’t afraid of Applejack either; she somehow kept her word to me for the rest of the day. There were no other mares on the property that I knew of. Well, except for AJ’s little sister Apple Bloom, but I wasn’t worried about her. She was still a filly and was probably too young to be going into heat anyway.
It was evening now, and the sun had already set. It always went down very fast, much faster than it did back on Earth, but I’d grown used to it by this point. As I sat in the dining room, my only companion at the table was a lit candle. I could hear Big Mac was upstairs showering, and Applejack had already gone asleep. I sighed as I read the paper. I relaxed and rested at the dining table, reading a local newspaper. I remembered how it was back home, where instead of reading a newspaper, I’d read it online. Ah, good times.
That was when Apple Bloom showed up. She wasn’t in her usual, talkative and cheerful mood. She was rather quiet; in fact, she just sat next to me at the table, putting her hands into the big pouch of the blue overalls she wore, wrinkling up her pink-red shirt. Strangely enough, the ribbon of the same color that was tied in her hair was drooping down too, perhaps in connection with her mood?
“Good evenin’, Michael…” she greeted me half-heartedly. There was really something up with her.
I looked up from my paper and looked at her. “Well, Apple Bloom! Good evening to you, too.” I smiled sincerely. “I’m sure glad to see you. Finally, someone I can talk to after this crazy day.”
I was serious. Ever since I’d arrived in Equestria and began staying at the farm, Apple Bloom and I became good friends and would often talk to each other, so I became more able to read her emotions. Like now, for example, I could tell that she was troubled, so I set the newspaper down.
“Something wrong?” I asked. “You don’t look so good.”
“Is it that obvious?” she asked back, frowning. “Ah mean… yes, things are… wrong.” She sadly sighed. “Ah just wanted t’ talk to ya, ’bout my sis,” she finally admitted, looking in my eyes. Her orange ones flickered away from my face to somewhere else, then she glanced back at me, mirroring the discomfort she felt about this specific topic.
“Ohhhhhh… yeah, that.” I rested my arms on the table. “Look, I’m sure she was just acting on what she thought was best. I’m not a mare, obviously, but I’m guessing that going into heat is almost like a kind of torture. I wouldn’t know.”
I wasn’t worried about Apple Bloom; she wasn’t old enough to go into heat yet, I didn’t think. I couldn’t tell, she was two or three years younger than me, and hadn’t appeared to be at that age. Maybe she was a late bloomer, heh… ugh, fuck my mind for coming up with such stupid puns.
“Yeah, ya wouldn’t. Ah have t’ face it everyday… my best friends, Sweetie Belle an’ Scootaloo. They’re a’ready in it. Ya should see Sweetie, she changed the most since… that began.” She fidgeted around on the chair, obviously feeling uncomfortable.
“Ah don’t think of them less of a friend, but… they changed, y’know? An’… an’ Ah’m mighty afraid tha’ it’ll happen to me too… and how it'll happen…”
So basically, she was frightened because of her sister’s behavior. I knew it had never happened to her before, so I knew how concerned she was because of this. But I nodded reassuringly.
“Apple Bloom, this type of thing happens with people on my world too. Well, not the whole ‘going into heat’ thing, but y’know, as kids grow up they get more easily aroused. Some deal with it better than others, but you know what?”
I reached out and patted her on the head, like a brother might do to his young sis. “I’ve known you for the past months, and I’m sure you’re a strong filly, growing into a strong mare. I have faith that when your time comes, you can get through this okay.”
My mind wondered, which colts from her school was she attracted to? Featherweight? Rumble? That gamer colt? Pipsqueak, the one with the British-like accent? Snips and Snails? …hah, Snips and Snails getting girls. I make myself laugh sometimes.
She nodded, staring downwards, probably at her hands or lap. “Ah appreciate it, Michael… but… but Ah don’t feel myself to be strong enough fer all this… you are strong an’ independent, like Sis, but even she fell fer this whole heat thing…” She looked up in my eyes, an expression similar to pleading was on her face. Was there a little pout too?
“Ah have t’ admit somethin’ t’ ya, Michael…” she said then, trying to smile, but it couldn’t change from the frown she had.
I moved my chair closer to Apple Bloom. “Sure, what is it?” I asked. I could tell she was really concerned and wanted to help in any way I could, and the first way to do that was to listen to her.
She sighed, then began. “Remember the day you arrived? The first time we met?” she asked, though she didn’t wait for an answer, continuing immediately. “Ah’ve been admiring ya ever since! Ah mean, ya fell into our world of… how did ya say it? ‘Magic and bullshite…’ yet ya kept goin’ on, never givin’ up fer anything!”
She became heated up into this explanation, her eyes going wide. “Ah couldn’t help but look up t’ ya, Michael. Ah mean, Ah have a sis stronger than anyone Ah know, excep’ for mah big brother, but you? A whole different world…”
A slight blush appeared on her face. “And after today, Ah just don’t know what t’ do an’ how to… how to…” She went silent, in a loss of words.
So that’s what she wanted to tell me. I listened to her attentively all the way through as she told me how she’d admired me and looked up to me. Admittedly, she looked adorable as she was telling me all this. I could just give her a hug right here and now! Which I decided I would do.
“Oh, Apple Bloom.” I pulled my chair even closer and leaned over to wrap my arms around her and give her a tight hug. She happily hugged back, I could feel her affection towards me.
“I admit, I feel the same towards you. Staying with you and the Apple family, eating dinner with you, hanging out and having conversations, working for you all… you feel like the little sister I never had!”
But when I said the last part, she pulled away a bit so she could look into my eyes. “Michael… that’s the thing Ah wanted ta talk ’bout with ya… Ah… Ah can’t lie ’bout it no more, Ah had a crush on ya since Ah knew you,” she blurted out, a heavy blush hitting her face. She seemed to be scared of how I would respond, even shaking a bit.
I blinked a few times, gazing back into her orange eyes. “You… you did?”
I was surprised, to say the very least, but I guess if I were a teenage girl, I’d have a crush on whatever guy I spent the most time with… but still, she had a crush on me even though I was a human? Guess I shouldn’t be shocked, humans and ponies are pretty similar, and AJ literally tried to rut me earlier… ugh, don’t think about it.
“Well,” I replied. “That’s… hm… I don’t know what to say.” I said this with a smile though, I wouldn’t want to discourage her.
“Say that you don’t hate me for it!” she asked me, quite pleadingly. “Pleeease…” Actually, she was kind of adorable doing it.
I couldn’t help but grin. “Apple Bloom, why would I hate you for it?” My arms wrapped around her, I pulled her closer, smelling the apple blossom scented shampoo in her mane. “I don’t blame you, I don’t blame you at all… plus, if you ask me… I gotta admit, you’re pretty cute yourself.”
She was, at least for a filly her age. If only she were a little older. And human, I didn’t think I could tell her true beauty unless I were a pony myself or she were a human.
Apple Bloom visibly calmed a little. “B-but… there’s one more thing Ah gotta tell…” she told me, looking in my eyes once more. “Ah… Ah have… Ah’m havin’ this…” She just couldn’t say it.
“You have what?” I asked, putting reassuring arms on her shoulders and wanting to help her with her problems in any way that I could.
“Ah’m havin’ mah first heat ever…” She whispered.
Suddenly, I could smell a light musky scent of excitement mixed with a bit of apple. It wasn’t too strong, it was rather… young-ish. So it was her? Would that mean…?
“…Oh.”
While I kept my calm demeanor, suddenly alarms in my head went off, no, blared loudly. Red alert! Red alert! Step away from the filly and watch out for the possibility of her pinning me down and forcing me!
No, wait. Maybe she won’t do that, after all, this is her first heat ever so she might just be calmer about it.
“Well, um… that changes the situation.” I let go of Apple Bloom. “Do you… do you think you can just, y’know, deal with it on your own? It is your first time, so…”
“Ah was tryin’… Ah was tryin’ hard, but Ah just couldn’t!” she replied.
As a good sign, she didn’t try to jump on me or pin me down; in fact, she seemed like she just didn’t know what to do--and saw the possibility of solving her situation in me.
“…So. It’s like that.” I sighed. “Well, um, I don’t know what to tell you. You’re sure you actually do love me, and it’s not just the heat talking?”
But all this time, my mind was still saying, Nope! Nope! Nope!
“Ah’m sure. Ah had this feeling for so long, but Ah couldn’t tell,” she admitted. “Now Ah just don’t know what t’ do…” She sighed, deflating.
It was a really sad sight. I could see that she didn’t want to force herself on me, but she was suffering, too. Plus, it sounded genuinely like her saying this. It didn’t sound frantic at all, or like a pony who'd regret this later like Applejack. But at the same time… I couldn't go through with it, and yet I didn’t know what else to do. So I did the thing I first thought of in my head.
“Look, Bloom,” I began. “I think you should go to bed. A little sleep should ease your mind on this. You have to be strong, and I believe you can restrain yourself to this. And to help you, I’ll walk you up to your room and tuck you in. How’s that sound?” I held out my hand for her to grab onto.
She looked up into my eyes, giving me her right hand and a weak smile to accompany it.
“That sounds a’right.”
She stood up, biting down on her lower lip. I nodded and stood up with her, taking her to the stairs.
“Everything’s gonna be okay,” I whispered to her as we walked upstairs towards her room.
She nodded, following me closely. For a moment I could swear she wanted to cling onto me, hugging me like I hugged her before, but the moment passed and she was just walking next to me.
Within half a minute, we were at her door. I opened it and stepped inside her room, taking her in with me. It was a plain-looking room, no fancy posters or anything on the walls, maybe some pictures of family and friends but apart from that, nothing. I’d seen it before, though, so I led Apple Bloom to her bed on the far corner of the room.
“Heeeere you go. Now, try to get a good sleep, alright?”
She nodded to me, but didn’t let go of my hand. “C-could you… stay here for a little while?” She asked quietly, almost begging.
I didn’t see why I shouldn’t, so I replied, “Sure, is there anything you need?”
Apple Bloom let go of my hand and walked back to the door, closing it and blocking my way out.
“Actually, Michael, there is one thing Ah would like t’ have.” She unbuckled her overalls and dropped them to the floor.
“Yer attention.”
I gasped. In the blink of an eye, she threw off her shirt, leaving only a tiny white cropped tank top and panties on, and with only her yellow fur covering the rest of her body.
“Apple Bloom! What the hell are you doing?” I was quick to run to her and grab her wrists so she wouldn’t remove her remaining clothing, too.
To be fair, I did know what she was doing, and even why she was doing it… and admittedly, she looked hot underneath her clothing. The most I’d seen of her was in a swimsuit when she was going out with her friends, so it was quite surprising to see this much of her unclothed body. The tank top clung tightly to her perky C-cup breasts, and I could see her nipples poking out underneath. I could practically see through it, as it was drenched in sweat. She had a thinner waist than I would’ve expected, and I could see her belly button and midriff. Meanwhile, her panties gave way to her hips and legs, which were very athletic-looking. She did work on a farm so that was to be expected, but… wow, did she look gorgeous!
This was enough to give me a bulge in my pants. I mentally prayed that she wouldn’t notice it.
“Ah’m doin’ what my body’s been yellin’ at me since Ah dunno how long! Please, please, Ah can’t bear this anymore!” she begged. Once again, she showed that she wasn’t like her sister, in the meaning of being… persuasive.
“Apple Bloom, I…”
I thought about this for a second. Why again was I against this idea? Maybe her big brother would beat the shit out of me, but in my defense I was just giving her what she needed. And I couldn’t like her body, she was a pony, but… wait, what does that have to do with anything? She may be a pony, but she looks enough like a human! And she has a nice body for her age, especially her legs. For that matter… I thought about it more and realized: I loved her too. She was a great pony to be around, to talk to, and I’d spent enough time around her to realize this. So what if she was a few years younger than me?
I sighed and looked into her eyes. “Bloom… I want you to do one thing for me. I want you to sit down on the bed and don’t move.”
Apple Bloom nodded, confused as it seemed, and with that I let her go. She moved out of my way, so I opened the door and went out. Instead of leaving, however, I simply stopped and looked around to make sure nobody was awake or could tell what was going on.
Content, I turned back around and went inside, shutting the door behind me and looking at the yellow filly sitting on the edge of her bed. Her legs were hanging down, hooves crossed, and her hands were on her lap, making her C-cup tits look bigger. She was looking up at me, eyes wide, and with an expression of realization and joy on her cute face.
I walked over to the bed--as best I could with an erection--and sat down next to her, looking in her eyes.
“Apple Bloom,” I began, “I’ll be honest, I’m new to all of this too. But I promise you that I will try as hard as I can not to disappoint.”
With that, I started by putting a hand around her back, shutting my eyes, leaning towards her, and pressing my lips tightly onto hers. Her reaction was immediate: her arms wrapped around me, lips pressing tightly against mine. She seemed to be a good kisser… did she practice it with her friends? This thought crossed my mind… wait, why was I thinking about that when I was already making out with a beautiful filly? I should take advantage of this situation!
I wrapped my other hand around her back and opened my mouth, invading her mouth with my tongue. She hungrily fought back with her own tongue. She was pretty preoccupied with that, so I could do whatever I wanted with her! My hands moved up her back to her mane, until it reached her bow. I tugged both ends of the bow and untied it, then pulled it down as her long mane flowed downwards.
I ran my fingers through the wavy red curls, down her back until they settled firmly on her waist. They stayed at her waist for a few seconds, then moved forward to her furry belly, and pushed up until they landed on the fabric of her tank top, and settled on grabbing her breasts.
I couldn’t believe it: I actually had her tits in my hands, and groped them through the thin fabric of her tiny tank top. This was the moment when I heard her moan the first time. It was a combination of adorable and arousing, and she did it right into my mouth as we kissed. But to make it better, she ended the tight hug and placed her hands on mine.
She broke the kiss for a moment, looking in my eyes. “Take it off!” she whispered, only to return to the passionate kissing.
I reached for the bottom of her tank top, trying to lift it up, but finding it impossible to do so with her arms in the way. With no other option, I instead reached my hands at the collar area, grabbing her near the neck and pulling as much as I could. I could hear the fabric strain, but finally after pulling for enough, the fabric gave way, and…
RRRRRRRRRIIIPP!
The front of her tank top was no more as I tore it open and threw it behind her. Pulling away from her kiss momentarily, I could see her love pillows in all their glory: not too big but certainly enough for me, with perky nipples and areola of a darker yellow--almost golden--color to her main fur color.
“Jackpot,” I said, and now moved my hands up and down her breasts, finally settling on pinching her nipples lightly.
“Ahn-mmmhhm!” Apple Bloom moaned up, breaking the kiss once more. “Gosh, Michael… that was… oh my gosh!”
I smirked as I pinched and twisted her nipples lightly, and took no mind when she reached her right hand down into her little panties. She seemed to be really into this! But nonetheless, I had a job to do, so I grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand out.
“Naughty naughty naughty.”
With my right hand, I myself reached down into her panties, feeling what was inside them. What I found was something soft and wet, veeery wet. I knew exactly what it was… but before I did anything there, I decided to put my mouth to good use, and bent over to her right nipple, wrapping my lips around it and licking it. She must like this!
As expected, Apple Bloom moaned up again, biting on her right index finger so she wouldn’t make too much noise. I found her special, best spot: her nipples. My member grew hard again, it knew that I was doing the job right. So my two fingers reached inside her pussy, stimulating her clitoris and reaching into her love canal. A little gasp was the welcoming of that. She seemed to be heavily fighting with herself to not moan up, even though I could feel the convulsing reactions of her pussy, meaning that she, in fact, enjoyed my fingering more than the usual girl would.
With nothing else to do, my other arm reached behind her, down to her lower back, until it met fabric once more, and grabbed her tight little rump, gently massaging her flank; I’ve heard that mares love that.
Meanwhile, my mouth focused on her right nipple for several moments… until I decided to pull away and switch to the other nipple. It seems that this was the point where she couldn’t hold it back any longer, and moaned up again, into her palm; she covered her own mouth with her hands! Oh yeah, I’m definitely succeeding.
After a while, I pulled away from her breasts and looked her in the eyes. I kept my fingers in her pussy, though, and my other still on her flank.
“You enjoying this?” I asked.
She nodded, still holding her hands on her mouth. “Mhm… Ah want more…” she whispered, momentarily letting go of her mouth, but then sealed her hands on it again as she began to twitch in her whole body. I felt the wetness suddenly increasing and the inner walls of her vag clamping down onto my fingers. She… reached an orgasm?
I smirked as I felt the wetness on my fingers, and looked down. Her panties were most definitely getting wet. With my other hand I let go of her flank and undid the belt buckle on my pants.
“I can see that.” I smirked. “Hold on.”
With a quiet schlick, I pulled my fingers out from inside her panties and licked them off, tasting her love juice smeared all over the fingers, then grabbed her hands and slowly moved them to the bottom of my shirt.
“Tell me, Apple Bloom, are you very flexible?” I lifted my arms for her to remove my shirt.
Before saying anything, she had to calm herself, take a big breath and exhale it. Then she spoke.
“Ah… Ah think Ah am… why?” she asked, confusedly. She saw my imminent struggle with my shirt and gently pulled it off, freeing me of it.
I smiled and explained to her. “I’ll show you why. Now… will you please lie on the bed, on your back?” I had a plan now, and Apple Bloom would enjoy it.
Not knowing better to do, Apple Bloom followed my lead, laying back, curiously looking at me. With both of my hands free, I undid my pants zipper and slid them down, now only leaving my boxers. Apple Bloom’s noticed them, and the large bulge in the front of them, but I wasn’t ready for that yet. First, I wanted to satisfy her to the maximum.
Now that she was on her back, I grabbed her thighs. “Tell me if this hurts,” I asked her, and spread them until her legs were basically doing the splits. Next, I grabbed her rump and lifted it into the air, and sat right behind her. With the position she was in right now, her crotch was right in my face, and I had good access to feeling her flanks, too.
“Ah’m a’right…” she replied, starting to get an idea about what was going to happen. She seemed to be quite excited about it, too; her pussy’s wet gleaming under the panties became more defined in a few seconds.
Now that she was in this position, I grabbed her rump and massaged her flanks for a few moments, running my hands along the thighs, until they settled dead in the center of her butt. Holding her up, I patted it hard on one cheek, then grabbed in the center. Two fingers dug into the fabric--also very thin, like her tank top--until I could feel it giving in. With all my power, I pulled my hands apart and--
RRRRRRRIIIIIP!!!
There was now a large gaping hole in the back of her panties, giving me a clear view of her asscrack, which I slapped again for full measure. Smirking, I pulled the tear forward, the ripping sound continuing, until finally it tore right up the front of the panties. I could now see her gleaming wet marehood in all its glory. One snap and the waistband broke, and I threw the discarded panties aside, then held her by the flanks and bent forward.
“Let me test the waters,” I said and gave a nice, long lick to the front of her pussy.
The now familiar gasp sounded up again, closely followed by a muffled moan as she covered her mouth once more. I was right on track, bringing her close to a new orgasm. Strange enough, she tasted like… apples? Huh. Weird. Then again, living on an apple farm and eating a diet of mostly apples will do that to you. Not that I was complaining, of course!
So I looked up at Apple Bloom and smiled, and then practically buried my face in her crotch, licking between her folds and probing her with my tongue. From the little I could see, she threw her head back, moaning up in pleasure, then her left hand found its way on my head, making me eat her out more.
“Oh gosh, please don’t stop!” she moaned, almost losing herself to the pleasure.
Pfft, as if I was gonna stop? No, I wouldn’t do that until I gave her the time of her life--or until Big Mac came in and beat me up for messing with her sister, whichever one came first. So I licked her marehood as much as I could, stretching my tongue to get every part that could give her pleasure, and then I found it. The mythical G-spot. I focused on that for a while now.
Squirming and little moans, as well as an increased breath rate showed me that I was doing alright. She seemed to bite on her finger again, and if I wasn’t mistaken, her eyes crossed in pleasure, which could only mean…
“Hnnnhhhhaaahh!!”
Bingo. She came again. I’d done my job well, now I lapped up her love juices as they flowed throughout her marehood. After I was done, I lowered her body back to where it was before. Then I repositioned myself on top of her and stared deeply into her eyes, as she stared back. Both of us stayed like this for several seconds, until I finally spoke.
“Apple Bloom,” I began, “are you sure you want to go all the way with this? I doubt I’ll get you pregnant, because we’re different species, but at the same time it will be really painful…”
Of course, my raging hard-on wasn’t thinking of her thoughts at all. All it was thinking was, I wish I wasn’t restrained by this dumb fabric, and hit my target!
First she just stared for a few more seconds, then she nodded, gaining an evilish grin.
“No more stallin’… take me… now…” she told me, leaning in for a quick kiss, which I gave back. This was the deciding moment!
Before I could act, however, she pushed me back, onto the bed, on my back, and climbed on top of me.
“Git those boxers of yours off of ya!” she commanded, only wanting to finally have herself filled.
At first surprised by her sudden move, I then grinned too. “Right away, ma’am!” I gave her a mock salute and pulled my boxers down, kicking them off my feet and letting my erection stand at full mast.
“Ready for duty! The question is, are you?” I wiggled my eyebrows at her.
“Awww, come ooon, Michael!” she replied, blushing, then lowered herself above my shaft. “Ah… Ah don’t know how to, uh… start it…” She sounded a bit afraid.
“Uhm… err, okay, just, uh, slowly guide it in…” I placed one of my hands on her hip, and the other on my dick, positioning it to the right angle. “And just sliiiiide down. As I said, it’ll be painful at first.”
“Mh-hmm…” she nodded, lowering herself more, right until her second set of lips touched the tip of my boner, wetting it somewhat.
“So Ah just… let it in…? Sis always told me that Ah could avoid the pain if I did the things quickly!” Before I could say anything, she--
SCHLIIICK!
“A-ahn!…”
She slid down completely, making me bottom her out in one go. Surprising enough, she didn’t make any sign of being in too much pain. This was surprising to me; I figured this would be quite painful to her, sliding in and breaking her hymen, but she seemed okay with it.
“Whoahoho! Now…” I moved both of my hands to grab her flanks. “Now I think you’re supposed to start moving your hips up and down, riding on it.”
Then again, my experience in sex consisted mostly of close-ups and fake orgasms online… but I was still technically talking from experience!
“Mm-hmm…”
She nodded and moved her hips forward as instructed, and I could feel my member sliding in and out of her slowly. Looking down at her crotch, I could also see the presence of some blood. So she really did it and it didn’t hurt her. Tough girl, I should congratulate her about it later.
“Gooood, now, start moving them faster.”
To help her, I guided her hips up and down with my hands, though truthfully I was no more experienced in this than she. But making such movements wasn’t too difficult for her; she followed my instructions, sliding back and forth in an increasing rate.
“This feels funny…” She closed her eyes. Nevertheless, I didn’t let go of her hips, mainly because I loved groping them.
“I’m sure you’ll get used to it… oh wow…” This felt good to me; after fingering her, licking her pussy, and playing with her tits, my member was aching, so this was a huge relief.
Yet another moan escaped Bloom’s lips. Her tempo increased drastically, like the gears changing in a race car! She went faster and faster, and in a few seconds, the bed was creaking under us. Boy, she got into it quickly! And I did too; I moved my pelvis forward to help with the rhythm. I desperately hoped I wouldn’t cum too soon, but even if I did, I had more than made up for it with lots of foreplay. Meanwhile, my hands left her hips, moved up her body, and grabbed onto her tits as they jiggled up and down.
“The nipples, please…” she begged when she felt me touch her bouncy breasts.
I couldn’t say no to that, so I reached up and squeezed her left nipple in between my right thumb and index finger, and did the same with her right nipple, making her moan out again. At this moment, I realized that maaaaybe we were a little bit too loud.
“Uh, we should probably keep it down,” I said quietly.
“Mnnh?”
She couldn’t open her eyes to look at me, due to my handiwork with her nipples. But it didn’t matter anyway, for at that moment, a loud Knock-knock! came from the door. Shit, I wasn’t quick enough!
“Apple Bloom?” Big Mac’s unmistakable baritone voice sounded up. My head suddenly turned to the door, and I let go of Apple Bloom’s nipples, as the doorknob started to jiggle.
“D-don’t come in!” I called to Mac, but it was too late.
The door opened fully, revealing not just Big Mac but Applejack as well. Mac’s eyes went wide as he stared at us, frozen in place. Needless to say, Applejack was quite surprised too.
“What in tarnation?!” she cried.
Apple Bloom scaredly turned her head to look at her older siblings. We had stopped at this point, but we were still in position, and I’m sure I was blushing greatly.
“It’s not what you… ahhh, think!” I shouted… which, in hindsight, was a stupid thing to say because it was exactly what they thought, and what they saw. There was no real way to explain this.
Applejack awkwardly tugged at the collar of her pajama shirt, bearing a shocked and somewhat angered look on her face, as well as a blush so strong, she was redder than Big Mac! In fact, Mac’s face began to go pale. With each second he lost a shade of his natural redness.
“Big Mac?” Apple Bloom quietly quietly asked, her heart rate skyrocketing in a second.
The big guy went almost completely white. How was it possible, I do not know. Then he slowly bowed his head, not saying a word, which wasn’t really unusual of him, actually. Applejack also silently bowed her head, and I became worried.
Now, there was only one of two things I figured Big Mac and Applejack could have done. The first was that they could beat me up and tell me not to do this again, but there would be no long-lasting repercussions, which is what I expected. The other was that they could pack up my things, send me off the farm with nowhere to go, and keep Apple Bloom away from me at all costs, and that was the less likeable of the options. But when Applejack finally began talking, there was a third possibility I didn’t count upon.
“So… it finally happened, didn’t it?” Applejack looked up at me. I raised an eyebrow. What was she doing?
“Ah expected that you an’ my sister’d do this,” she continued, “but Ah just didn’t know when it’d happ’n.” Her glance shifted to Apple Bloom now.
“Don’t be so s’prised, Apple Bloom. Ah’ve seen th’ way ya look at ’im, yer reactions when ’e talked an’ everything. An’ honestly, when Ah’m in heat, Ah have a hard time holdin’ myself back.”
“And ’bout it,” Big Mac joined in, looking up again, with the colors returning to his face. “Ah’m glad yer the one that took ’er. Not some bas’ard colts Ah don’t know.” He looked at Applejack. “But we kno’ you, Michael. Yer family,” he finished, nodding to it all.
“So… we won’t be punished?” Apple Bloom asked, not believing what she heard--and I didn’t either. “Fer real?”
Applejack nodded, smiling nervously, though averting her eyes and her face returning to orange.
“No punishments fer real. Though… next time, could y’all put up a sign on th’ door or somethin’?”
And with that, she turned to Mac. “We should let Apple Bloom and Michael finish up…” She yawned. “Jus’… jus’ go t’ sleep soon; you have homework t’morrow.” And she turned around and headed out the door, yawning.
“Be gentl’ with ’er.” Big Mac added, stepping back and closing the door behind him. This left the two of us alone, and in an awkward silence. I blinked a few times, baffled about what had just happened.
“Well,” I said, finally breaking the silence. “That happened.”
There really wasn’t much else to say to that, until Apple Bloom lowered her head down to mine, gave me another kiss, then looked down into my eyes.
“Ah dun’ care ’bout homework,” she told me. “All Ah want is you!”
She resumed the previous grinding. This was all it took to get me back into the mood. I smirked at her.
“Good, wouldn’t wanna give me blue balls, now would you?”
I playfully twisted her right nipple. Apple Bloom moaned at this, then grinned back at me as we looked into each other’s eyes.
“In th’ words of a certain stallion Ah know: eenope!”
Author's Note
Kirb: So, this was my big collaboration with my longtime friend and prereader, Zephyr! He played a big part in the writing of this, so I’ll let him say his part in just a second. But there’s actually a great deal of story behind this. You see, this story originated as a Skype RP between Zeph and I, but that RP itself originated as a very strange dream I had. A lot was going through my head when we wrote this, most notably my girlfriend breaking up with me due to her parents forcing her, so that played a big part in it, especially the ending. Anyway, this was the first clop I’ve written (and finished) that I actually intended uploading, and as usual, it was preread by sevenofeleven, so I hope you enjoy it. I will now hand it over to Zeph.
Zeph: Well, first ever to upload, that is true. But not the first ever to write, eheh… but anyway! I intend to expand the universe of this story, to let Michael, our yet to be animated character, gain a whole personality and whatnot. That means more stories, based on Skype RPs, if everything goes alright. So, if any of you became interested, wait some time and see if we can roleplay and upload it! Cheers!
Spring Is in Bloom
By Kirb and Zephyr
Epilogue
“That’s the spirit, Bloom!” I replied as I continued playing with her nipple. I twisted it sharply with that hand while feeling up the round orb that was her right breast and groping it. Maaaan, if she were to have foals, I can only imagine how big those things would grow! This suddenly made me remember Scootaloo, one of Apple Bloom's friends, and think of her tits. She sure had bigguns! Could nurse a lot of babies!
…oooh, shit, that just made me real horny really quick. Cool it, Mitch, don’t wanna shoot my load too quick… who am I kidding, everyone always cums too fast on their first try at sex. Honestly, I was just surprised this wasn’t more awkward than it was.
I started breathing more heavily. “Unh… Bloom?” I managed to say. I was definitely going to cum soon; I could feel it building up inside me.
“Hmm?” she asked. “What is it?” I could see that she was lost to the pleasure again. If anything, her little moans were good indicators.
“I… oh, wow… I think I--I’m gonna--oooooh!”
I temporarily shut my eyes; I might’ve shot out a little stream of pre. Thank god I gave her so much foreplay beforehand! Opening my eyes again, I switched my hands over to her left nipple. I was determined to pleasure her as much as possible, even if I did cum too fast!
Apple Bloom’s eyes opened halfway, she nodded. “Ah… felt it… ahmnnn--so hot!” she moaned out.
I could feel her inner muscles clasping down on my member, pushing me further towards the inevitable. I clenched my teeth together. No! I had to restrain myself! But I couldn’t for much longer.
I twisted her nipple harder, groping her breast, as if I was trying to milk it, even! But within moments, the inevitable came, as I let go of her nipple and placed both of my hands firmly on her waist.
“Ahh… hope you’re ready for moOOOORRRRRRE!” I shouted and pulled her down on me, shutting my eyes and shooting my swimmers inside her. Sooooo much better than masturbation, it was almost unbelievable!
However, the next thing Bloom did made my mind get off my first ever orgasm inside an actual girl: She bit down on my shoulder, moaning up loudly! It was barely muffled, but the pain the biting caused was present.
“Mnnn-hnnn-mmmh!”
Ow… ow, ow, ow… well, that was unexpected. But hey, I got to make her cum, right?
…Actually, no, it was still painful. Probably less pain since her teeth aren’t designed to eat meat, so they’re not nearly as sharp, but still.
“Ahhhhh…” I grinded my teeth together, then let go of her hips as my orgasm subsided. I grabbed onto her head. “Wow… yyyyou can let go now, y’know?”
“Mh-hmm…” She unclenched her teeth from my shoulder. “Sorry ’bout that… Ah just… had this urge an’…” Going silent, she decided to just lay atop me, twitching a few more times, her breaths regulating.
“It’s okay… ooh…” I rubbed my shoulder. I’m pretty sure she left a mark… it wasn’t bleeding, though, so that was good. With my other hand, I scratched her behind the ears.
“I… I love you, Bloom,” I told her. “Don’t you ever forget it, either.”
“Love ya too, Mitch. Ah can call ya that now, after all this, right?” she asked, knowing my nickname. I smiled and pet her on her soft mane.
“Sure you can, cutie.” I leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek. I was getting tired, so she and I should go to sleep. “Do you… do you mind if I sleep with you in your bed?”
“Quit the silly ques’ions, dummy.” She snuggled up with me, grabbing her blanket and covering both of us. “Ah’m too tired and satisfied to move or clean mahself,” she added, getting really comfortable atop me.
“Me too, we can just shower in the…” I yawned. “…in the morning. And I’m comfortable right here where I am, so…” I put my arms around her. My eyes were growing heavy, so I would fall asleep soon.
“Mhm… in the mornin’…”
A few seconds later, she was asleep. Did I tire her out this much? I couldn’t tell as of now. I reached over to the bedside table and turned off the lamp, which sat atop it. Practically as soon as I did that, everything became a blur for me, as my eyes weighed down and I fell asleep.
…
The morning came early, just like I did last night.
The unfriendly beams of Celestia’s damned sun and the shrieking of the birds woke me up against my will.
Truthfully, it was a pleasant morning. The sun warmed my body under the blanket and the early birds were chirping joyfully, greeting the new day. I opened my eyes, squinting them from the sun. Apple Bloom was still atop me somehow. Guess we didn’t move too much last night. She was still asleep, though.
I smiled. She looked beautiful like this, with the soft little cheeks, the long hair, the adorable sleeping look on her face--with her mouth open, eyes squinted, soft murmuring breath--and of course, her naked body pressed against mine. I could stay like this forever if I wanted to, I swear.
As of now I was hungry, though, and I knew that she had homework to do later today, so I decided to wake her up. I tried to do this by scratching her behind the ears. The first reaction she gave was only her ear flapping adorably, then she closed her mouth and swallowed, which was closely followed b a groan. Finally, she opened her eyes a bit.
“Wha… what’s goin’ on?” she asked, definitely looking like someone who could sleep for another 8 hours. “Mornin’ a’ready?”
“Yeah, it is. I know what you’re thinking, I wish I could stay like this for even longer.” I smiled at her, looking her in her eyes. “Good morning.”
“Breakfast’s ready!” Big Mac’s hollering sounded up from downstairs.
“Good mornin’… mah love? Should Ah call ya that?” Apple Bloom blinked a few times, then rubbed her eyes.
I grinned. “You should… aww, you look so adorable!”
It was then that my stomach growled. “Heh, I’m pretty hungry I guess. How about you?” I couldn’t really move until Bloom got up.
“Ah could eat some, too…” She began to get off me but stopped. “Hey, Ah’m not adorable!” But she was, even in the way she said this!
“Oh yes you are, don’t you try to deny it! I just wanna pinch your fuzzy, adorable little cheeks!” Which I did.
“Aww, heeey…” She shook her head away, grinning. “Ya cheeky li’l… haha, love yah!” She kissed me on the lips, but only for a few seconds before she got out of the bed. There she was, in all of her naked glory, stretching, showing the full view of her hindquarters.
I stretched out my arms. “I’d have to argue that you’re the one who’s cheeky, after all, you’re practically presenting your cheeks to me right now!” And I reached forward and gave her butt a tiny pinch. This caused a little squeak of surprised from Apple Bloom.
“Ow, hey… do that again!” She pushed her ass out, presenting herself to me and giving me the full advantage to pinch it. However, this view also gave me something else, namely a boner.
“Apple Bloom?” I heard Applejack calling from downstairs, reminding me that breakfast was ready and Bloom’s older siblings were waiting.
I gulped, squeezing her asscheek again. “Shouldn’t we, y’know…?”
“Have sex again before breakfast?” she asked back, shaking her ass for me. “Ah dunno, should we?” As it seemed, she was up to the late round two. This was really tempting, and I was sweating greatly.
“Er, that depends. Do you want to? I’d be up to it, but it might get cold…”
You know what? Screw it, she was horny and was presenting herself, plus it’d only take a few minutes. Breakfast could wait.
“Y’arr!” I growled in my best pirate voice, slapping one of her cheeks. “I’m Pirate Captain Mitch, and I want to collect me treasure! Now git on that couch or ye shall walk the plank!”
“Ah, Captain, good ol’ Captain, Ah wouldn’t wanna walk the plank, please spare mah life!” She got back on the bed, on her knees, leaning forward, presenting her ass for me, and even holding up her long red tail, so I could have a clear entry.
“Nevahhh!” I grinned and spread her cheeks, finding her gleaming pussy underneath. “I’m sending my ship in to plunder me booty!”
And I slid my member inside. Again, I’d only known about this from the Internet. I wondered how she knew about it, though…
“A-aahhnn…” she moaned. “We should a’ways start the mornin’s like this.” I could already feel her inner muscles clasping down at my dick, was it that good?
“We should, heh.”
I began to move my crotch back and forth, pulling in and out and beginning a rhythm, in, out, in, out. Meanwhile, my hands clasped tightly onto her cheeks--or do they call them flanks? Either way, my grasp on them was rewarded by a series of smaller moans, indicating that indeed, she liked it.
“Could… could ya go faster?” she asked me. “Please?” I could feel her wettening up; so much, in fact, that it was starting drip out of her!
“Ay, matey!” I said, resuming the pirate voice.
It was so early in the morning that I might cum soon too! So I began thrusting faster. Meanwhile, my hands groped her buttcheeks and felt them up. Since she was so athletic, her thighs and ass were nicely toned! The increase in speed ultimately resulted the creaking of her bed again. Apple Bloom didn’t care about it, though. She began to move in the rhythm, slamming herself against me when I was about to slam inside her, creating two things: a loud slapping noise and extra pleasure!
“Ah-nnnhnmm… M-Mitch, Ah need you mooore…” she moaned to me, increasing the pace. My shaft practically drilled inside her, going in deeper and deeper with each thrust, the wetness of her snatch increasing with every passing second.
“Mmm… willing t-to oblige!” I grunted out between gasps. As I thrusted, I worked my fingers around her cheeks and thighs, giving her a massage she won’t soon forget. This was well received, she gave a few approving moans as my hands slid up and down on her back… then she turned her head to the side so she could look into my eyes.
“Ahn… M-Mitch… Ah thought of… sumthin’… would ya… uhm… y’know, stimulate mah pucker?”
Wait, what?!
“Uhhh?” I raised an eyebrow. “Your pucker? Oh… okay, but I might not be very good. Hold on.” With one hand, I grabbed her tail. With the other, I unsurely poked a finger inside. “Not exactly sure what to do here.”
“Not just pokin’, dummy!” Bloom shook her head. “Ya gotta stimulate me! Ugh… how do Ah… oh, Ah know… imagine that ya were to rut my ass. But with yer finger! C’mon!”
So there was something more to this girl. I wonder what things she has already done! Maybe she’s tried them with her friends.
“O-okay…”
Still not sure about this, I moved my finger further forward and stuck it inside her asshole. It felt… weird. All I can say is, I wasn’t sniffing that finger afterwards. But nevertheless, I did what she asked, and stuck it even further in.
“Something like this?” I asked and started doing as she told me to.
A long, approving moan was her reply, along with a delayed nod. “Yeah… like that…”
I could feel her… wow, she just came. With the muscles and everything. Shit, I realized I’d be cumming soon too!
“Keep doin' that…” she added a few seconds later. I could feel both sets of muscles tugging on me. So I smiled and resumed the thrusting, eager to finish off and finish her off!
“Whatever you… mmm! Uh, want.”
I sped up my thrusting and stuck my finger deeper inside, until it got all the way to the knuckle. Ooh… I bet I just squirted some pre, need to move this faster!
“A-are you comin’?” she asked, obviously feeling the pre. “’Cause Ah am…”
Once more, I was able to enjoy the rhythmic clasps of her vaginal muscles and the extra wetness lubing up this early morning experience. Either she was this sensitive or I was this good! Probably the former, as it was only my second time and I had a hard time believing I was that good with so little experience… but some more pre squirted out, so I wanted to finish her off.
“I’m--ah!--about to, hold on.” I suddenly pulled my finger out as my thrusts fell out of rhythm.
“Unh… uh… HUZZAH!”
And with all my force, I simultaneously gave my last thrust in and came. At the same time I pulled my hand all the way back and swung it forward, giving her left flank a nice big slap! If she had skin instead of fur, it would be enough to leave a mark. That combined with my cum filling her up should be enough to satisfy her.
Bloom let out a sharp gasp, followed by a really loud moan. I felt the most forceful grasp of her pussy around my dick, keeping me in place firmly, almost painfully so, and the waters broke; my crotch became drenched in her girl-jizz.
Success.
I finally caught my breath, continuing to squirt into her until my orgasm subsided. “We… we did it,” I sighed, smiling and slowly pulling out. My member was dripping with her love fluids. I’d have to wash it off before getting my pancakes.
“Mhhhmm…” Blooms murmured, falling on her side. “Ah want to start every mornin’ like this,” she added, catching her breath. Our combined juices dripped out of her and onto the bed below. I realized just how strong the musk of our love is!
“I agree… wonder if there’s something like the Kama Sutra here… whew!” I caught my breath and fell onto the bed next to her. My stomach growled again, reminding me of how hungry I still am. “Uh, we should get breakfast soon, I think.”
“Yeah, but first we oughta shower down… gosh, Ah’m swimmin’ in sweat!” She rolled on her back and sat up. “Ah really could use a shower.” With that, she stood up and went for the door. As it seems there is yet another side of Apple Bloom I have to meet.
I nodded. “Me too.” I reached on the floor and grabbed our clothes--excluding Bloom's torn top and panties, of course--and followed her to the bathroom. I could smell the pancakes, but I wondered why Applejack and Mac hadn’t called us downstairs in a while. Maybe they heard us?
…bet they heard us. Damn.
It was surprising how quick Bloom got in the shower. Or maybe I spaced out for a moment, because when I reached the bathroom, she was already in and under the steaming hot water, giving me a great full view of her tits as she washed her long red hair. “Ya comin'?” she asked, turning towards me.
I set the clothes near the towel rack and stepped inside with her, grabbing a soap bar. “Not currently, though I did just a moment ago.” And then immediately apologized. “I’m sorry, that was a terrible pun.”
“Ah got used to yer puns, ya know. Though they’re still as terrible as they were in day one.” Bloom shook her head. “Actually, Michael, you should buy a joke book. Ah’ve seen one in town, wasn’t expensive either.”
“Maybe I will. I haven’t gone into town in a few weeks.” I started scrubbing myself.
Ponies in town had grown to react well to me, though when I first arrived there, they were afraid. Now they just act like I’m one of the gang, though I’ve never felt entirely accepted. But maybe that was just me.
After I finished scrubbing all the various fluids off my member, I continued with the rest of my body, and then my hair. I was ready soon. “We should definitely do this more often. Though hopefully I won’t tear off your clothes in the future, heh. Sorry about that, by the way. I really wanted to see your body.”
Apple Bloom stopped mid-motion and looked at me. “Ah, well, Ah suppose it’s a’right. Scoots told me how the colts behave ’emselves th’ first time.” She resumed showering. She was nearly done too, it seemed. “But Ah agree, no clothes tearin’, those were good underwear.”
“Hm, well I guess that’s something your species and mine have in common then.” I rinsed off my hair. “Though again, I only know of this from the Internet.” I’d told her all about the Internet before, so she knew what it was.
“Oh, that reminds me,” I added. “How do you know so much about sex if this was your first time, hm?” I raised an eyebrow, looking at her questioningly.
“Ah have friends, silly!” she simply replied. “Didn’t you have friends to talk to back in yer world?” She gave me a similar questioning expression. “Ah mean, you told me enough to know that yer world is ’bout the same as ours. Well, almost. Actually, not really. Agh, ya get it.”
I shrugged. “Point taken. Yeah, I had lots of friends! …A few… Not many. Eh.” I turned off the water and reached out to grab two towels, one for me and one for Apple Bloom. I handed Bloom’s towel to her. “I wonder which lucky stallions were their targets, heh.”
“Ya dun’ wanna know…” She answered my rhetorical question, taking the towel and drying herself with it. “But you can ask Scoots, she’s a boastful bug when it comes to tellin’ stories ’bout the colts she, uh… met.”
I dried myself too, starting with my legs, crotch, back and finally hair. “I’ll be sure to next time I see her… bet she goes into huge detail too.” I chuckled a bit; after I was done I started putting on my clothes. I wanted those pancakes!
Bloom wrapped herself up in her towel. I forgot she had no underwear. “Ah’ll get myself sumthin’ t’ put on, you can go downstairs if ya want to.” She headed for the door.
“Alright… wait.” I stopped her, then smiled. “Love you.” This was essential to say before she left.
“Awww, love ya too!” She planted a quick kiss on my lips before leaving the bathroom. Yepp, she’s a keeper.
I grinned, then pulled on my socks and zipped my pants, pulling the shirt on afterwards, then finally strapping the velcro on my shoes. I hung the towel on the rail that held the shower curtain, then left the bathroom and walked downstairs, sporting a wide grin the whole time.
Applejack and Big Mac were sitting at the table. “Good morning, you two!” I said in a cheery tone as I grabbed a plate for myself and served myself the pancakes.
“Mornin’,” Applejack said quietly, clearly nervous. She was in her usual work outfit, sitting at the table quietly and looking down at her morning tea.
Big Mac, on the other hand, was reading the morning newspaper; at least that’s what it looked like at first glance. But then I realized that he was staring at me, motionless, his eyes following every move I made. Did he hear when we became loud upstairs? Based on the cold cup of tea and hay and eggs at a similar temperature on his plate, I think the answer was yes.
Finally, after a solid ten seconds, he blinked, then spoke. “Mornin’.” And his eyes rolled back to read the newspaper.
I grabbed the bottle of maple syrup and poured some on my own pancakes. “You two are awfully quiet today,” I remarked as I sat down.
“No, really?” Applejack said, barely speaking up and still in a monotone. “An’ why d’ y’all think that is?”
I didn’t respond and instead began eating my breakfast. The only noise Big Mac made was a quiet, approving hum, and the shuffling of the paper as he turned the pages.
The sound of Apple Bloom coming downstairs broke the awkward silence. I looked up. “Hey, cutie,” I said through a mouthful of food.
Applejack rolled her eyes. “Kids these days,” she muttered.
“What's with them?” Apple Bloom asked back, making a fake-angry expression. “Ah don’t know yer problem ’bout dem kids: only adults here!” she added, grinning as she took a seat next to me. “Mornin’ big bro!” she greeted her brother.
“"Mornin’.” Big Mac replied, clearly unimpressed.
Applejack sighed and put her face in her palms. She was clearly trying to cope with all this, especially since yesterday, she had tried to screw me--the same guy who was currently with her younger sister. I smiled as I ate.
“If y’all excuse me, Ah’ll be in town visitin’ Twilight. Ah… Ah have a lot t’ tell ’er.” She stood up from the table. “G’bye y’all.” And headed out of the kitchen.
I waved goodbye and ate the rest of my pancake. What a story for Twilight to hear!
Big Mac took the cue and folded his paper, done with his breakfast--which he didn’t even touch--and standing up. “Pigs need feedin’.” He followed Applejack, but not before stopping to stare into my eyes… for more time than comfortable… even a bit more… then blinked and left the room.
“That went well, didn’t it?” Apple Bloom asked me as she grabbed the maple syrup. “Ah would say awkward, but ya know it a’ready.”
I nodded and finished chewing, before saying, “Remind me not to do anything to hurt you, because if I did, I have a feeling that your big brother will kick my ass all the way to the moon.” And took another bite.
“Ah’ll remind you. Oh, and he wouldn’t do that. He’d just stare ya into th’ ground, you’d dig a hole and live there from dat point.” She smirked, quite mischievously at that.
“He’s good at staring blankly. But still, remind me anyway because I love you too much to lose you.”
“Ah love ya too, mah human!”
She kissed me on the cheek and hugged me. I hugged her back, grinning widely. This was a good life, and I couldn't wait to see what happened next.
Author's Note
Welp, you guys asked for it! I was surprised about the overwhelming positive response to Spring Is in Bloom! However, one of the common complaints was that the sex scene was interrupted partway through and was never finished. So Zeph and I wrote and added an epilogue detailing just that, as well as showing another sex scene and the awkward breakfast afterwards. Enjoy!
