A Roll in the Hay

by LovinglyBourbon

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Rarity, Big Macintosh, Slice of Life, Sex, Applejack, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 7636

Rarity decides to pay Apple Jack a visit. She is greeted by an unexpected sight.

In search of inspiration, Rarity decides to try talking to Applejack. After receiving no answer at the house, she goes to the barn to escape the heat. Inside the barn, she learns that it is much hotter inside than out.

Preread by Nocturnal Derp, Seratina, and TotallyCarbon

Contains: Incest, Deep Throat, Anal, Threesome

Published 2015-04-18 21:10:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-04-18 21:10:02 UTC

If This Barn is Rockin

It was on a warm autumn afternoon that Rarity decided to pay Applejack a visit. A gentle, cooling breeze occasionally swept across the land. What started out as a stroll for inspiration on a new line turned into a friendly visit. After all, what--or who-- would be better for getting the juices flowing than a conversation with a friend?

It is true that she could have chosen any of her other friends to visit, but she had a reason. Though Rarity and Applejack had their differences, it was because of these differences that she enjoyed conversing with her friend. Applejack was also one to tell it like it was, no sugar coating added.

It was about a quarter after three when Rarity arrived at Sweet Apple Acres. She had moved as fast as she could to get there, but not fast enough to work up a sweat. Ruining her mane was nowhere on her list of intentions. After all, her mane was an extension of her beauty.

Rarity approached the main house, beginning to sweat from the heat. The heat may have not have been intense, but long exposure plus a fair distance would have made anypony get a little damp. “This is absolutely dreadful. I have to get someplace cool before my mane starts to wilt. I can’t let an hour worth of work go to waste.”

Rarity knocked at the door and waited. Several minutes passed, but there was no answer. This was strange. There is always somepony here to answer the door, usually Granny Smith. Granny Smith was (almost) always there to answer the door during the day when Applejack and Big Macintosh were out doing their chores. Then Rarity remembered seeing Granny Smith at the market on her way out of town.

Rarity knew that Sweetie Belle and her friends were out trying to earn their cuties marks. This was the third time this week, and probably the most sensible one: gardening. At least they chose something simple this time.

With nopony to answer, and her situation worsening, she decided to take refuge in a shady area. At least until Applejack made her way back from the fields. Her choices were limited, but she chose to duck into the barn. It may not have been the cleanest place to dodge the heat, however, it gave refuge from the sun, and that was all that mattered.

With her mind made up, Rarity made her way to the barn. Along the way, her thought kept lingering on the dust and dirt that awaited her. However, she remained undeterred,and continued on her way.

Getting closer to her destination, she could have sworn that she heard noises coming from within the barn. Though they were faint, she could still hear them. From what she could make out, it sounded like soft grunts and huffing, as if the pony in question was performing some type of physically demanding task. As she got closer, they became more audible, giving her absolute certainty that there was somepony inside.

Hesitantly, she went inside. She wasn’t entirely sure what kept making those huffing and groaning sounds. Her first thought was that Big Macintosh was privately working out in one of the stalls. There was no better place for privacy. Just the thought of Big Mac all sweaty and strained made her hot and bothered. It was difficult, but she managed to shove that thought down, so she could enjoy it later.

Brawny and silent really weren’t her type. She was more into the well-groomed, well-educated socialite. Somepony who could look dapper in a tuxedo and be more than just arm candy. However, there had always been something about Big Mac that she found enticing. She had always felt there was something more than what meets the eye.

She cautiously crept forward, keeping close to the stalls. The closer she got, the louder the sounds became, and it became apparent that there was another, slightly muffled, source of huffs and moans. The sounds were originating from the fourth stall from the entrance. Being ajar, there was just enough of an opening for Rarity to see into the stall.

Granted, there was not much light in the barn; with the exception of the the newly available source created by Rarity after opening the doors. But even still, that was not very much as she only opened it enough for her to enter. And to allow a breeze to carry though. The lack of lighting made it difficult to accurately see through the narrow opening.

At first, it was hard to make out who was inside the stall. But her eyes soon adjusted, and she was able to make out the first figure. Just as she had suspected, she was able to make out a green apple half on a red coat. Unmistakably Big Macintosh. From what she could see, Big Mac was facing away from the stall door at a slight angle.

Rarity was sure there was another pony in the stall with Big Mac, but she didn’t have a direct line of sight. Why is he making such noises if he is standing still? Rarity thought. That was when Rarity saw a slight movement below the stallion. Who in Equestria is that?

Rarity decided to get a better look, so she very carefully nudged the stall door. It was a relief to her that is didn’t moan or creak, especially considering that the hinges appeared to have a bit of age on them. What she received was a rare blend of shock and arousal that she--or anypony else for that matter--seldom experienced.

It was quite a rush feeling all the blood in her body rush to her face and then somewhere else. Her heart was pounding like a carpenter; each beat as audible as it was intense. She pulled back harder than she meant to because she wound up on one of the more cushioned parts of her body. Her massive, marshmallow-like posterior absorbed the blow and protected her from harm.

Underneath, on her knees, Applejack had a mouth full of Big Mac. It was no wonder she fell back in shock. To see something like that. Rarity knew that Applejack and Big Macintosh had always been as close and a brother and sister could be. They had a special bond that not many siblings had. Even arguments didn’t seem to affect them they same as other siblings; somehow, they always made up relatively fast.

Yet, she couldn’t manage to divert her greedy eyes. Seeing such a taboo being broken filled Rarity with disgust. To have relations with a relative. The very thought was enough to make her want to put a stop to it. But her curiosity held her at bay. Without intending to, her hoof began to drift to a place now moist with desire.

Her previous thoughts of Big Mac really didn’t help her current state. They may have started it, but her current show furthered it. Rarity watched as Applejack moved her head back and forth. Big Mac’s apples bounced and swayed when Applejack randomly decided to slam her head down, taking as much as she could.

Rarity inched a bit closer to the opening. Her mind was still clouded by the sight before her. The longer she watched, the more her own hoof movements mimicked Applejack’s rhythm. When Applejack moved fast, so did Rarity. Applejack did a deep thrust, Rarity followed suit. Before long, Rarity could match movements perfectly.

Applejack finally pulled off of Big Mac’s Big Mac. Strands of saliva mixed with precum connected her mouth to him. Her tongue hung free from her mouth allowing her to pant like Winona on a hot day. After Applejack regained her breath, she positioned herself on her back, her head under the tip. Applejack wiggled forward to perfect her position. She held her head at an angle, her forehead almost touching the beast above.

Big Mac crouched slightly, lining up on his sister’s mouth. Rarity watched in amazement as he gave a thrust, sending the beast into its cozy cave. Big Mac was nothing if not caring. He could have let his lust take control, but he kept in charge. He slowly moved back and forth, bringing himself back just far enough to say in, and not going deep enough for it to hurt AJ. The slight bulge that Rarity saw when Big Mac went in only added fuel to the fire that was her arousal.

Applejack had a slight difficulty breathing with such an obstruction, but she had years of experience under her saddle..The feeling of Big Mac leaking down her throat, mixed with her light headedness, ignited a spark within her. It was not something she could explain, but it did something for her, and that was all that mattered. Tears began welling up, blurring her vision.

Big Mac stopped moving. He tensed for a moment, then he instantly pulled out of his sister’s throat. Just like the first time, strands of saliva mixed with precum connected the two. Unlike the first time, Big Mac’s sudden departure tickled Applejack’s gag reflex, sending her into a coughing fit.

When she finally got out if her fit and her tears dried, she asked, “What the hay, Big Macintosh? Why did ya pull out like that? Ah could feel you getting close.Ah--” Before Applejack could finish her sentence, she felt a cool breeze was over her. She got up off the floor to looked him in the face.“Ah thought you closed the barn doors.Where did that breeze come from?”

“I did. Just like always,” he said in a confused tone.

Rarity was still in her own little world. She hadn’t even noticed that the show had taken a intermission. By this point, there was a small puddle of Rarity’s essence on the floor. It took her several moments, but the sound of their voices snapped her out of her high. Still a little weak in the knees, she decided to make a hasty exit. She quickly got off the floor and took off. Unfortunately for her, the sudden movement did not go unnoticed. Since Big Macintosh still wasn’t pointed towards the stall door, Applejack was the one to notice.

“Wait! Come back here!” Applejack demanded.

Rarity was sure that they hadn’t seen her, at least not clearly.But she knew one thing: she couldn’t let them get a proper view. Rarity bolted out of the barn in a blur of white and purple. Applejack burst out of the stall, sending the door into the wall with a thunderous bang. Applejack took a second to see where the intruder had went. She caught a glimpse of the peeper’s tail as they took an immediate turn outside the barn door. Wasting no time, Applejack took off like a rocket; desperate to catch the culprit before they got away.

Big Macintosh made an effort to chase the peeper as well. Unfortunately, not only was he still a bit weak due to all the crouching, but his erection had yet to subside. It was bad enough he was forced to quit at the verge of release, but his current rager bounced and slapped against his legs, making it awkward to move fast. And to make matters worse, he was so focused on running with a rager that he didn’t notice the little puddle Rarity left. It may not have been very large, but all things considered, there was no chance of him staying upright.

Poor Macintosh, such a bout with bad luck to have fallen head first. Too bad it wasn’t the head mounted on his neck. At least that one is hard enough to withstand the impact.To jam one’s erection on a hard surface is one way to get rid of it fast. Unable to carry on, the wayward son stayed on the floor, biting his lip and struggling to keep his tears at bay.

Rarity had taken a left turn at the entrance to the barn. Her intention was to circle the barn before sneaking back to the house. There, if Applejack happened to see her, she would assume that Rarity had only just arrived. And that would allow Rarity to keep her dignity. It may have been unlady-like to fib, but desperate times called for desperate measures.

Rarity stayed close to the side of the barn as she watched Applejack speed out. Applejack was in such a rush that she forgot to don her tan stetson hat that was still sitting on the stall wall. Rarity took a moment to collect herself and calm her beating heart. There was something about potentially being caught masturbating that invigorated her. The thrill was enough to get her revved up once more.

Once she was sure that Applejack was out of sight, Rarity stealthy made her way to the door of the house. Upon arriving she was met with a surprise. The sort of surprise that could makes one’s heart burst out of their chest.

“Howdy, Rarity! What brings ya here today?” Applejack called as she made her way from the orchards.

It was not proper for a lady to shout out, but, then again, neither was masturbating while watching your friends. So Rarity waited until Applejack got closer before saying anything.

“Applejack! There you are. I didn’t get a response when I knocked at your door.”

Applejack made her way up to her waiting friend. “ Ah was out...waterin’ the trees.” Her eyes darting around, never making contact with Rarity’s. “Um, Rarity, are ya tryin’ out a new mane style?”

Rarity was caught off guard by the question. She didn’t quite understand when her friend meant. “Whatever do you mean, darling?”

“It’s just that, well, it isn’t as dolled up as it usually is.”

Rarity had been so focused on her private performance, then on her escape, that she hadn’t noticed that her mane had fallen. All the excitement had undid her grooming to the point where her mane was frazzled.

Her face went red.“I, oh, yes, that. This heat did quite a number on my poor mane. I really should buy some stronger spray. It seems my current brand just can’t hold up against this weather.” She let out a sheepish laugh.

“Well, Ah still have one final chore before I am done for the day. Why don’t ya come to the barn with me, and ya can get someplace cool. Ah’m sure the heat did a number on ya. We can talk while Ah work.”

Rarity was conflicted; she didn’t want to go back to the barn, but, at the same time, she didn’t want to arouse suspicion. “Of course, lead the way.”

*** *** ***

Rarity and Apple talked a little on the way to the barn. It mostly consisted of Rarity discussing her day, and to a lesser extent, complaining about the heat ruining her mane. It didn’t take long for them to reach the barn.

“Ya alright, sugar cube? Yer face is a bit red.”

Rarity had tried to use the conversation to keep her mind pure. However, the closer she got, the more impure her thoughts became. Her thoughts kept drifting to Big Mac’s not so little friend. “ I’m fine. The heat is just getting to me again.”

“Alright, let’s get ya inside and cool ya down.”

Inside was a lot cooler than outside; a fact that Rarity overlooked earlier. Applejack closed the barn door as Rarity entered. Near the back of the barn, Big Mac was coming down from the hayloft. He acted normal, not even a hint of his misfortune visible in his movements.

Applejack went over to her brother--completely ignoring her hat that was still on the wall of the stall--and wrapped her hooves around his neck.She whispered something to Big Macintosh, but Rarity couldn’t make it out. His face to lit up as his sister spoke. A sly grin crept across his muzzle.

“Hey, Rarity. Could ya come over here, please?” Applejack asked when she finished whispering.

Rarity was a bit confused as to why Applejack wanted her over there. Hesitant at first, she eventually did as her friend asked. When she got over the the base of the loft, Big Mac had climbed up and was no longer visible to those below. Applejack, however, was waiting at the base of the ladder.

“Yes, Applejack. What did you need?” Rarity asked with a puzzled expression

“Not much. As it turns out, mah last chore is going to be a bit more...problematic than Ah thought. Even with Big Mac’s help, it will still take a while to finish. Ah know ya aren’t one for manual labor, but would you mind lending a hoof? The faster we get done we can all go back to the house and we can wash up.”

“Well..you are a friend, so sure. We can still chat while we work like you said, right?”

“Ah’m not so sure we’ll get much of a chance to talk now. This chore is fairly demanding, and our thoughts will be centered on other things.” Applejack climbed up to the loft, and Rarity followed after.

When Rarity got to the top, she got off of the ladder and nearly fell off the loft over the surprise that awaited her. Laying there in the hay, on his back, was Big Mac. Applejack was leaning over his chest, licking at his tip. Rarity felt a surge of heat radiate from her face. Why in Equestria are they being so casual about it?

Rarity swallowed hard. Applejack stopped licking and looked up. “Why so surprised? Ya seemed to enjoy yourself earlier, so we decided to give an encore,” Applejack said with a lusty smile.

Rarity was at a loss. Her friend’s words filled her with delight, and to a greater extent, arousal. Maybe Applejack was taking a shot in the dark; there was no way she could possibly know. the best she could do no was maintain her innocence.

“I-I have no idea what you are talking about,” she stammered. Being this close, having front row seats, Rarity was in paradise. “I only just arrived, what do you mean encore? You have done this before?!” Her eyes betrayed her. Each time she spoke her eyes couldn’t stay on Applejack, instead they greedily scanned every inch of what lay before her.

Applejack chuckled. “Yer so cute when ya try to play innocent. Ya can drop the act, sugar cube. Ah know that yer the one who was peepin’.”

“Wha--how could you possibly know? I--it just isn’t possible!”

Applejack suckled Big Mac’s head, and then pulled off with a pop. “Simple. I could smell ya. When the breeze came through, it carried your perfume. Maybe next time ya should sit downwind.” She chuckled once more. “Now, why don’t ya come over here and lend a hoof?”

“Do you know what you are asking? Do you know how crazy that sounds? I am not going to be a part of this-this, whatever it is!”

“Ya know, it is yer fault that Big Mac got hurt. He slipped on that little puddle ya left behind. Landed right on his pecker. It’s only right ya make up for it.” Applejack gave her brother’s shaft a quick kiss.

Rarity was being given a free pass, she could hardly believe it. The nagging feeling down below made her reply a fast one. “Well, I suppose it is only right. I am sorry, Big Mac. Now, let me kiss it and make it feel better.” Rarity rushed over to Big Mac’s side.

Applejack pulled back from her brother, but still remained by his side. Rarity laid on her stomach.Rarity was a bit hesitant to place her mouth on such a large piece of stallion. That feeling didn’t last long. Her lust quickly took control, and she gave a slow lick from base to top; curling her tongue as it rolled off the top. Big Mac gave a strong twitch as Rarity’s tongue rolled off the edge.

Rarity repeated her tongue’s route several more times. Each time she reached the edge, Big Mac responded with an extra loud moan and a strong twitch. Rarity eventually found one of her hooves drifting over to Big Mac’s side. She rubbed the side of his leg while licking. Her licking soon turned to a series of kisses. This time, instead of starting at the base, Rarity started at the tip. Her first kiss always centered on the opening. The tongue barely dipped in, but she always gave her tongue a flip at the end. The flip, unlike the one from her licks, was received in a different manner. Big Mac responded with a shudder that could be heard as easily as it was felt.

Applejack was beginning to feel left out. She may have invited Rarity to join in, but not hog her favorite tree. Even his apples had not gone unnoticed by Rarity. About the time of her second barrage of kisses, Rarity moved her hoof from Big Mac’s side to his two magnificent apples. She rubbed those orbs as if she were polishing a crystal glass.This was something Applejack wasn’t going to stand for. Applejack gave her brother a deep kiss. Her tongue invading his mouth, doing a dance with his. They swirled around his mouth before changing to hers. Pulling back, there was a thin bridge of saliva connecting the two.

Applejack made her way behind Rarity. She was too absorbed in her work to take notice of Applejack. Getting into position, Applejack shoved her face into Rarity’s marshmallow-like plot. That was more than enough to get Rarity’s attention. The resulting squeal was an added bonus. Applejack’s tongue wasted no time in finding a home. It slowly lapped at the wet entrance. She must have been doing something right because Rarity was moaning with pleasure. The deeper her tongue went, the louder Rarity moaned.

Rarity had decided that it was time to muffle her moans. She opened as wide as she could, and she wrapped her mouth around the throbbing monster. The hay underneath Big Mac crackled and crunched as he squirmed. Rarity was a bit surprised by Big Mac’s sudden movement, but quickly recovered. She slowly started to move her head, unintentionally synchronising her bobbing with her friend’s lapping. Her lips always barely fell short of reaching the ring. The barn was soon filled with the sounds of squelching and moans from several sources. Those who had a mouth available were also breathing heavily.

As Rarity bobbed her head on Big Mac, he began to shake. He didn’t move from his spot, but his entire body was shaking like a leaf. Rarity didn’t notice, she was more interested in milking Big Mac for all he was worth. The more Rarity bobbed her head, the harder Big Mac shook. More of that salty-sweet juice was starting to run down Rarity’s throat. All Rarity could think about was getting the motherload, and nothing was going to stop her. Not much longer, she thought.

It was Applejack who took notice of her brother’s shaking. Pulling free of Rarity’s marshmallow-like plot.”Stop!”

Rarity obeyed and pulled off of Big Macintosh. Turning to look at Applejack she asked, “What? What is it?”

“He’s close.”

“That’s what all the fuss is about? I already knew he was getting close, so why did you stop me, Applejack? The longer we discuss it, the faster he will wilt from neglect.”

“He only shakes like that when he is very close. He was holding back because he doesn’t want to waste his shot.”

“Why in Equestria not? I thought he wanted to release his load?” she asked, confusion coating her words.

Applejack sighed dreamily.“Because he is a gentlestallion. He wants ya to have some fun too. Otherwise he feels guilty.”

Rarity looked back at Big Mac, who was still hard, but his head was flat on the floor of the loft. She then looked back at her friend. “He should have said something. If I knew, I would have stopped.”

“It’s alright, Rarity. I’m not surprised he wasn’t able to speak. Between all the stimulation ya were giving and his strainin’ to hold it, I am surprised he lasted that long. All that matters is we caught it.”

Rarity smiled.“Agreed. Now that that is taken care of, shall we get back to it?”

“Absolutely, sugar cube.”

Both of them turned their attention to the stallion on the brink of passing out. As Rarity predicted, he was wilting from neglect. The girls looked at each other, and nodded in agreement. Rarity approached from the right side, and Applejack from the left. They got closer and turned around. Stuck between a marshmallow and a plum. Big Mac seemed to fill with life as he was encased by two of the most beautiful mares in Ponyville.

The feeling was unlike anything he had ever experienced. Rarity’s plot was well sized and was soft, but not overly so. And his sister’s was the same as always--and just as he prefered--firm from years of apple bucking, but still had a little give. Just from them pressing gave him energy. But when they started grinding, that was when he gave a loud moan. Applejack had grinded on him before, but to be encased while being grinded on. To have one of them move up while the other went down, it was a feeling all its own.

It wasn’t long before Big Mac returned to his former glory. All their grinding really did the trick. Their firm pressing helped to focus the flow, so to speak. Standing firm and tall, Big Mac was ready to go once more. When the girls felt the difference, they released the pressure and pulled their cheeks away from one another.They turned to see the results.

His tree was glistening in the light from the small window at the back of the loft. It had accumulated a fine coating from all the grinding. Big Mac rolled over on his side, careful not to drag across the hay. He slowly got on all fours, still being mindful of the hay. Rarity was getting impatient, she started to bounce slightly. Biting her lip, she kept her focus on the primed and ready tool.

Applejack was also getting a bit impatient. Her body language may not have showed it, but she too was ready to receive. She could feel the heat radiating from her now moist slit. She tried as hard as she could, but it was very difficult for her to keep her building lust under control. However, her sights were not on her favorite the throbbing beast. Instead, they were on Rarity. It was true she loved her brother, and it was also true that she loved Rarity, but more as a friend. Something about this encounter had awakened feelings she had not felt before. Could it be that she was starting to think of Rarity as more than just a friend?

Applejack knew that she and Rarity were nothing alike. Rarity was cut from fine silk, and she had fallen from a proud apple tree. They were worlds apart. And their differences didn’t stop there; Rarity was delicate as a rose, beautiful to look at, but not meant to be handled very often. Whereas she was strong and sturdy, like one of the trees that she love to care for. It wasn’t like the thought hadn’t crossed her mind before now, but the love she felt before was in the way a friend feels about another friend.

But another fact remained; she still loved her brother. But they were forced to keep their love secret. Applejack didn’t want to leave her brother, but at the same time, she was tired of keeping such a secret. It was just luck that Rarity was the one who discovered it. Who knows what would have happened if somepony else had discovered them? Maybe it was a sign.

Applejack grabbed Rarity and took her to the ground.“Wha-what are you doing?” Rarity blurted out, Applejack clambering on top of her.

Applejack grinned. “Just relax, sugar cube. Ah know yer eager, but Ah want some too. This way, we can both enjoy it.”

Before Rarity had a chance to object, Applejack went in for a kiss. While Applejack was occupying Rarity’s mouth, she started moving her pelvis. Their plots pressed together--Rarity’s hind legs were pulled back, so she could connect with Applejack. Both pairs of lips began to engage. The lower pair sliding and rubbing against each other. Juices mixing together the more they moved about. Applejack was intent on preparing her friend for entry. As their clits rubbed against each other, Big Mac made his way over to them. Throbbing and twitching in anticipation, he lined up on his target(s).

Pressed together, their plots looked like one, intimidating to any who gazed upon it. Tails no longer obstructing the view--Rarity’s on the floor, and Applejack’s brushed to the side-- it was truly a sight to behold.

Rarity started getting into the motions as well, letting Applejack lead her. The squelching and moans of the two girls tormented Big Mac. He knew that he should wait until they were ready, but he was getting impatient. He knew that they wanted it as badly as he did, maybe even more so; but after getting stopped at the verge of climax twice already, he was tired of waiting. The image was too enticing to hold back, giving a mighty thrust his member easily made its way between the moist lips.

His actions prompted a reaction from both of them; a squeal of delight mixed with surprise from Rarity, and a moan from his sister, soon followed by an annoyed grunt. Applejack had wanted a bit more one-on-one time with Rarity, but she couldn’t stay mad. Not with such a rush of pleasure. Both of their responses were muffled by their continuing kiss. Big Mac however was in heaven; as close as he could get at the present moment. In an effort to gain more leverage, Big Mac placed his front hooves on Applejack’s back. Aside from the added weight, Applejack didn’t mind. This apple bucker was toned in more places that just her plot.

To prevent the added weight crushing Rarity, Apple had to pull out of their prolonged kiss. Applejack licked her lips, winked, and took on the extra burden. Pushing off the floor with her front hooves, she raised up her front half; her lower half remained separated from Rarity by the throbbing divider. Applejack was shaking more thanks to her current position, but she didn’t mind. If it felt any better, then it would be a problem. She barely managed to stay up when Big Mac decided to go deeper. Big Mac’s first thrust was the deepest;the following shallow and more tender.

Big Mac had found the perfect spot; both for him and for them. Every so often, he went in for a deep thrust, his medial ring brushing against their clits. Though his member was already rubbing all the right spots, the bump of his ring added a little more. In an effort to shake things up, whenever these two parts touched, he would stop. Then he would perform a series of fast, but also short thrusts to give a little tease; resulting in a series loud moans from the entire group (and a few shrieks from Rarity). However, it never lasted for very long, after the short burst of rubbing, he went back to his usual shallow thrusts.

Several minutes after his initial strike, Big Mac decided it was time. Keeping his front hooves placed on his sister’s back, he shifted back slightly. His leaky member, now fully coated, was no longer between both entrances. Applejack got the hint, and raised her plot enough to better expose her slit. No longer were their lower lips close enough to embrace each other. Now that both choices were available, he had to choose. Who would go first?

Big Mac, making the most important decision of his life, let Rarity take advantage of the momentary pause.“I haven’t had this much fun in ages,” she said giddily. “ Sometimes my work really takes its toll on me. It is nice to be able to relieve some of that stress every so often.”

“ Glad to hear it,” Applejack replied Looking down at her friend, “ Ah bet yer glad that we caught ya.” A smile made its way across Applejack’s muzzle. She lifted her right hoof and ran it through Rarity’s exquisite purple mane.

“ Oh, most definitely. It is--eee.” Rarity’s thought was cut short as she felt herself be invaded by a familiar girth.

Applejack tried to suppress her chuckles. “Seems like he finally made his choice. Is it everything ya--aahh!” Unexpectedly, Big Mac had made his decision, but it was one that Applejack would have never guessed.

Keeping his lust under control was something that Big Mac had done well in the past. But that was when the only mare he was with was Applejack. Throw in a second mare and all restraint goes right out the window. Big Mac’s decision to share the glory was bound to serve him well, both in thanks and in pleasure; if it didn’t, well, he would still have the memories.

He penetrated slow, but at the same time going deep. Pulling out, however, was faster. Starting with Rarity on the bottom, then switching to Applejack on top. Switching between the two was no easy task. Having to slowly push down, and then pull up--especially in a slow pace--put quite a strain on his muscles. However, Big Mac was used to prolonged physical labor.

It didn’t take long for Big Mac to build up a sweat. Grunting with each thrust; groaning with each retreat. Applejack and Rarity were enjoying themselves as well. Their faces morphing to express their pleasure. Rarity soon wore a wide smile, her mane a complete mess. She didn’t care. Not when her thoughts were elsewhere. Applejack was another story; her tongue hung out of her mouth drooling as she blissfully panted.

Fatigue was finally setting in on Applejack. Her front legs trembled under the stress. Holding her front half up was no problem, nor was it a problem for her to support her brother. The problem was that her mind was going blank. She was unable to focus on supporting the weight. Pleasure was all she could focus on. Every thrust. Every retreat.

Try as she did, Applejack was unable to support the burden any longer. Her front legs buckled, sending her down to bump chests with Rarity. Though not a massive fall, the impact was enough to make Applejack tense up. The fall caught Big Mac off guard. Without his sister’s back to support him, he fell on top of her, his pride slamming down hard. It was during that instant that Big Mac reached climax--in the depths of his sister.

Applejack’s eyes went wide out of shock. Her final act before her deepest parts being filled was a scream of pure bliss. The grand slam she received was more than enough to help her reach her peak. The jet of warm seed that shot inside her was just the icing on the cake, if anything, it easily doubled her pleasure.

Big Mac slowly got off of his sister, pulling out in the process. His hot spunk spilled out as he pulled out his wilting member. Not the ending he wanted, but still amazing. Applejack got off of her friend, and faced Big Mac. She looked at him, to his member, then back to him. She had no words,but her smile was enough to express what she wanted.

Rarity was not as understanding. Once she saw Big Mac drooping, she lost her cool.With a scowl that could have rivaled Fluttershy’s stare, she said, “ Oh, no. We are not finished here. One way or another, you are going to finish what you started.” Her horn glowed bright, and she advanced.

Big Mac was genuinely afraid, his eyes went wide and his pupils shrunk. He expected his heart to burst through his chest at any moment. He knew from experience with AJ what a mare that wanted to climax could be like. Just thinking about it, he could almost feel his tongue cramping up. It was not something he wanted to experience a second time. He backed up in response to Rarity’s advance. Big Mac desperately looked to his sister, but received no sympathy from her. He staggered and fell backwards onto his plot. Rarity continued to advance, her glowing horn bearing down on him. He closed his eyes and waited for what was to come.

What came, however, was not what he expected. He felt a warmth on his droop and balls. An invigorating warmth that gave life. He could feel the blood rushing, and he stood tall once more. He opened his eyes and was greeted by an unexpected sight. Not only was he ready to go, but he could have sworn there was something different. Then it hit him, the purple aura remained around him even after she removed her horn.

Big Mac made the mistake of trying to get up. Rarity shoved him back down with one hoof. She towered over him and said, “No you don’t, darling. This time I’m taking charge. I will be satisfied, or else there will be consequences.” Stricken mute with fear, he swallowed hard.

Still standing where she got off of Rarity, Applejack looked in amazement at Big Mac’s pride. Her jaw hung low, she couldn’t believe he was ready to go again. Unicorn magic may have seemed like an easy way out of hard work to her, but she had to admit that it also came with a few perks. Instances like this made Applejack wish she could perform magic. Snapping out of her daze, Applejack went over to her friend and stood by her side.

With a long whistle, Applejack said to Rarity,” That’s mighty impressive. Ah wish Ah could get him hard that fast sometimes. So, now that you have him all to yourself, what ‘cha gonna do?” Her eyes never left the purple member.

Rarity opened her mouth to speak, and hesitated. Words failed her. She had gotten all worked up, but still had no idea how she was going to do it. “Hmm, you know, I’m not sure. I suppose I will play it by ear.”

“If Ah can offer mah two bits, Ah think ya will get more if ya…” Her words softened as she leaned in to whisper the last bit. A devious smile crept across Rarity’s muzzle. These words pleased her. “ But that is just if ya really want to get wild.”

“Well, that is nice to know. Who would have guessed he was into that? Very well, I shall try what you recommended.” Rarity gave her prize a soft prod with her hoof.

It twitched in response to the slight touch. Big Mac bit his lower lip, and let out a mighty moan. Having only recently blown his top, he was still a little sensitive. But there was something different about this sensitivity. Could it be the magic? he thought. It would explain the strange feeling he got after the spell was cast.

Not taking her eyes off of his face, Rarity positioned herself over Big Mac. Using one hoof to steady him, she slowly lowered herself until he brushed her lips. She teased him a bit more by rubbing the head. At first, she brushed it long ways; then across the sides as if she was about to wiggle it in. Just as he was sure he was about to enter, she changed locations.

She was having so much fun teasing him. However, she still wanted to live up to her generous reputation. Up until that point, she had never allowed anypony else to use that hole. In the past she had experimented with vibrators and prosthetics. At first, it was...different. But once she got a taste for it, she wanted more. In a way, she enjoyed it more, but was too ashamed to ever try it with somepony else. Being renowned for her elegance and sophistication, she was afraid of what others might think if somepony ever let it slip.

Rarity gave a teasing rub, followed by a few shallow pokes. Once she was sure he had learned his lesson, she slowly enveloped him. Having only recently left his sister, it wasn’t much of a challenge to gain access. Once Rarity had gotten as much of Big Mac inside of her as she could, she slowly started moving. Just because it wasn’t a dry entry didn’t mean she would immediately be ready go full out. She needed time to get used to having something much larger than one of her toys inside.

He was much bigger than she had thought. Even though she had already had a taste of his size, it felt even larger inside her ass. She had to bite on one of her hooves to stifle her moans. Every slow movement allowed her to feel every inch. Her face getting redder with each passing second. Then, without warning, Big Mac decided to take charge. With a mighty thrust and a thunderous grunt, he went for the gusto and buried himself in Rarity. So overtaken by surprise, Rarity was unable to make a sound other than a barely audible squeal.

Seeing her friend’s supple plot bounce in reaction to her brother’s thrust flipped a switch in Applejack. She moved closer as Big Mac began moving at his own pace. Instead of the slower pace he used earlier, this time he went full speed. Rarity’s plot bounced and rippled in response to each thrust. With front row seats to the action, Applejack got on her stomach and stared up at the moving white cloud. Everything was visible from this angle. So close, so enticing. She couldn’t resist sticking her tongue out for a taste.

The spot where the two connected seemed like the best place to start. Her tongue swept across the swatch of ass directly above where Big Mac entered. From there, Applejack dragged her tongue down the exposed shaft. It was a shame that Rarity wasn’t facing Applejack. Oh how she would have loved to gaze into those perfect blue eyes. But, all things considered, she wouldn’t have had such a perfect view of Rarity’s backside.

As the warm glow of the setting sun blanketed them, Big Mac’s breathing became labored. He could feel a familiar pressure well up inside him. So soon? How could he be at his limit so fast? He may not have known the answer, but it didn’t matter. He wanted to make sure that Rarity was satisfied before he focused on himself. Having seen what beast lied inside her really helped him keep that in mind.

In a desperate attempt to delay the inevitable, Big Mac focused all his will on not coming. All it did was buy him another couple of seconds of being squeezed by Rarity’s supple plot. All at once the pleasure hit him as he erupted inside Rarity.

Something about it was...different. He was no stranger to the euphoria of a climax. But this was different; it felt even better than the first time he came. Like the initial blast of pleasure was amplified in some way. Then he remembered the strange feeling he got after Rarity cast her spell. And how he felt more sensitive when she touched him. It had to be the magic.

Rarity fell forward onto his chest as he slipped out of her. Applejack had noticed too late the flying cock racing towards her face. Whap! It came down on her in the muzzle, sending a small amount of seed flying onto her face. She froze for a moment before wiping it off with her hoof. Staring at it, she gave a lick, cleaning it off of her hoof.

“Oh my, that was simply divine. Good thing I was able to remember such a handy spell.”

“What, exactly, did that spell do, Rarity? Ah’ve never seen Big Mac come that fast before”

Rarity carefully got off of Big Mac and onto her hooves. “Simple, darling. It connected him to me. My arousal became his; my pleasure was his. He came so fast because I was already so close myself.” Applejack raised an eyebrow disapprovingly. “What? Are you surprised?”

“A little. Ah didn’t realise that knew such a powerful spell.”

Smiling, Rarity gave her frazzled mane a flip.“A lady needs to be prepared. It is not something I use often, but it comes in handy when the situation calls for it.” Motioning to Big Mac, she asked, “ What are going to do about him?”

“ Let him come in when he is ready. He looks plum tuckered out. After what we put him through, he’s earned it.”

Rarity took a moment to evaluate her current state. “ I don’t know about you, but I sure could go for a warm bath.”

“That does sound good. Since it is getting so late, why don’t ya just stay here for the night?” Applejack blushed and looked away. “And if ya ever want to do it again, we’d be more than happy to oblige.”

“I...I would like that,” she said with a warm smile. Rarity clapped her hooves together. “”Now, how about we go get a bath? Maybe I can even help you get those hard to reach places, darling.”

Author's Note

As this is my first attempt at writing clop, I would really appreciate recieveing feedback.