Jack Plows

A rooster crowed. It was morning, the sunlight streaming through the window. The air was already warming, and I had morning wood.

I looked and saw AJ sprawled across the bed, a pillow over her face. I lifted it off her, and jumped up in shock at the face beneath.

"Good mornin', sugar cube," Discord said in a mock drawl. Stretching out as if from a night's rest, he gained his true form.

"Wha--" the implications disturbed me deeply. "Wait, was that--you?"

"What if it was?" He laughed. "Oh, don't flatter yourself, Jack. I'm just here to check in on your little mission of chaos. Your new little pony friend is out washing your clothes. It seems she's undergone a sexual awakening." A perverted grin crossed his face. "And under circumstances that might not be perfectly healthy for her long-term psychological well-being." A cartoon "cuckoo, cuckoo" sound accompanied little yellow birds flying circles around his head while he batted his lips up and down with a claw.

"You shut the fuck up, asshole."

He rose menacingly, crouching down under a ceiling too low for his full height. "Who, exactly, do you think you're talking to?" He smiled again, slyly. "You are providing me endless entertainment, Jacky boy. Keep up the good work." With a flash, he was gone.

Hoofsteps rose up the creaky stairs. "Were you talkin' to somepony, sugar?" Applejack entered the room. She was nude, in the normal manner of ponies, except for her hat, her mane still in those adorable pigtails, with some hairs out of place.

In perhaps misplaced modesty, I covered my lower half with a corner of a blanket. "I was just talking to myself. It's--still kind of strange, being here in Equestria."

"Oh, I reckon it would be." She nodded, taking off her hat and setting it aside. "I just hope I can make you feel a little more comfortable." She approached me, and reared up to place her forelegs on my shoulders. I had to bend down to accommodate. Our mouths met in a passionate kiss, and I dropped the blanket, forgetting all about Discord as my erection responded to the smell of fresh sawdust and the wet, rough tongue of this beautiful, blonde, orange-furred mare. She pulled her face away from mine slightly, and spoke softly into my ear. "I washed your clothes, but they won't be dry for a spell. I thought maybe we could, uh, pass the time together. Pleasantly."

We kissed again, and she held tighter around the back of my neck. Birds chirped through the open window. She pulled away once more to tell me, "You know, last night, when you, uh, made me feel good," she blushed beneath her freckles, "and you did it without any care for yourself, in a manner of speaking. Well, that convinced me you were tellin' the truth. About likin' me, and...thinkin' I'm pretty and all."

"AJ, you are so very pretty. You're a natural, effortless beauty."

She blushed deeper, then locked my mouth in a kiss. She dropped to all fours and took two steps to the bed, brushing her soft tail against my rigid member. She climbed atop the bed and lay down on her back, her forelegs in front of her body and hind legs outspread. I climbed onto the creaking bed next to her, and began stroking her soft belly. We kissed again, forcefully, the fur around mer mouth brushing my lips. She teased my cock with her hind leg, egging me on, and I caressed her supple teats. I kissed down the length of her muscular neck and breast, along the ridge of her ribs, and to her soft, feminine belly. I licked and sucked on her nipples, and she cooed appreciatively. Her haunches rocked forward and back, signaling her readiness, but I wanted to play with her first. I lowered myself further, until I could smell her glistening sex right before my face. She bated her breath, forelegs locked crossed tightly, waiting. I let my breath play over her winking marehood a moment before planting a gentle kiss beside it, where her leg met her body. I kissed all around next to her vulva, slowly, teasingly, then waited again while my breath stirred her once more. I looked up to see her face. She was biting her lower lip, willing me to go further. I returned my attentions to her femininity, and planted several fleeting kisses on her labia. Then I kissed her sex deeply, burying my tongue inside her. Her buttocks rose in excitement, pressing herself onto my mouth. She was thoroughly wet, her sticky juices coating all around my mouth. I sucked her clit slightly, and she gasped.

"Jack, no, wait!" I pulled my head away. "If you do that, I'm liable to cum right away. I want it to last."

I kissed along the inside of her leg three more times, then crawled into position, holding myself up by my hands. The head of my cock waited at her entrance, while she looked up at me from chest height, her pretty blonde pigtails resting next to her head. "I want you to rut me, Jack."

I prodded at her slick entrance. She bit her lip again. I tried to push it in without my hands, but found she was still too tight. Resting on an elbow, I grabbed my dick to guide it into her.

She grimaced slightly as it pressed through her first folds. "Are you OK?" I asked.

She nodded her head. "Yeah. Just hurts a bit is all." She opened her green eyes to look at me again. "But it feels good more'n it hurts."

I brought myself up on both elbows again, preparing to go in further. She gritted her teeth as I slowly moved my hips forward, her every delicate fold pulsing and throbbing, pressing tightly against my manhood. Her entire depths were soaking wet. Soon I was enveloped in her completely, and she wrapped her legs around me, the points of her hocks resting against the backs of my thighs and her forelegs on my sides. She drew me down on top of her, and I adjusted my weight to one elbow, so as not to cut off her breathing. She licked and kissed my nipple, while, with my free hand I grabbed her foreleg, holding her hoof and tracing around the horseshoe. I kissed the frog of her hoof, and planted a row of kisses up the back of her leg to the first joint.

I thrust into her slowly. The joints of her hind legs pressed the backs of my legs, encouraging my inward motions. Her face told me she was in pain, but she wanted it anyway. Her pussy clamped down on me, massaging me and drawing me in. Her tail brushed lightly against my inner thighs, against my balls, and across my ass. Her rock-hard nipples pressed into my belly.

I paused my rutting and rose to my knees, kneeling, while lifting her by her thick ass. Her lower half raised up, her back arched, I got a good look at her lust-filled face. The angle afforded me deeper entrance, and I took full advantage, fucking her harder and squeezing the firm roundness of her plot. I moved my body and, with my hands, her body, and watched as my dick opened her up.

"Oh, Jack, rut me! Rut me!" Her cries were loud and desperate, soon devolving into wordless screams and gasps. While I moved our bodies back and forth, she rocked her pelvis up and down, the slick squishing sound almost completely drowned out by her cries of passion, punctuated with "Yes! Yes!"

Her body moved more forcefully then, her moisture dripping out of her. The muscles of her snatch convulsed and tightened, pulsating around my cock, pulling it into her. "Oh, Jack! Rut me! I'm gettin' there!"

I pumped into her feverishly, while her motions became more wildly erratic. I had to lean forward so I wouldn't slip out of her, and bore down into her as deeply as I could, fucking her hard. Her insides spasmed, and warm liquid gushed out of her while she bucked furiously. Her motions slowed down, and I stopped.

Pulling out of her, I laid her down on her side and laid down behind her in a spooning position and draped her tail over my leg. If she were human, this would be an awkward position (at least for vaginal sex), but a pony's pussy is in just the right place. With my hand, I guided myself back inside her, relishing the feel of each of her folds as they caressed my shaft on the way in. She arched her neck up to look at my face, and I stroked her neck and muzzle as I slowly began pumping into her dripping sex. It made loud, wet sounds. Her rib cage rose and fell with heavy breathing. Taking a foreleg in my hand, I brought her hoof to my lips and kissed it, kissed her horseshoe, kissed to the first joint of her leg. Her body began to clamp down on my member once again, and her haunches rocked in time to my own thrusting motions. I took that as a sign that she was ready to be touched again.

I released her hoof and brought my hand down to her marehood once again. I put fingers on either side of my shaft, feeling it enter her. Easily finding her clitoris, I rubbed it gently with my middle finger.

She moaned loudly. "Oh, Jack, those, uh..." she closed her eyes as a wave of pleasure washed over her. "Those doohickies on your hooves are," she moaned again. "Those are nice." She pressed herself down on my shaft even harder, bringing her forelegs up to her head to muss her hair in ecstasy. Her tail brushed against the small of my back. "Oh, rut me," she moaned loudly, her freckled ass slapping hard against my hips. I focused my attention to her clit, pumping into her at the same time. Her cries became louder. She bit down on a hoof, muffling her sounds for a moment before she practically screamed, bucking into me with surprising force. I held myself inside with a finger on either side of my shaft, and felt her warm juices dripping out of her.

Her wild bucking, the spasms of her vagina rippling up and down the length of my manhood was nearly enough to push me over the edge as well. "I'm going to cum!" I warned her.

Her orgasm was lasting a long, long time. Her body shivered and she groaned loudly. "Not inside. Not inside!"

I was too close to the edge to stop. My dick throbbed, shooting hot jets of sperm deep into her womb. Her own movements slowed, while I fucked harder into her for the last stretch, pumping my seed into her before a last twitching stream of my juices came out.

I slowly pulled out of her and scooted down to be able to kiss her neck. Her cute freckles still seemed quite innocent, especially when framed by her braided pigtails--despite the rabid fucking I knew she had just finished.

She turned around to face me, panic-stricken. "Jack, I told you not to cum inside. It's not a good time for that."

"What's the difference? I did it last night--"

"--surely you did, and I begged you not to do it then, too."

"But--but we're different species. It shouldn't matter, should it?"

She considered this. "I reckon you're right. Still..."

I kissed her soft, velvety nose. "It'll be fine," I assured her.

She smiled at me weakly. "I'm sure yer right." We kissed then, and lay on the bed in silence, without breaking eye contact, for a good while.