WARNING: Chapter contains a very suggestive image at the end. You have been warned.

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As she saw Troubleshoes' still–hard breeding tool, Applejack felt another pulse of want from her dripping sex, having received no pleasure past the soft rubs she'd given herself while she'd sucked him. That was going to change as far as she was concerned though, and it was gonna change right now. "Troubleshoes, Ah'd mighty appreciate it if...y'know...you'd return th' favor?" Applejack asked with a hint of desperation, rising to her hooves and turning to him with her tail flagged over her back, wiggling her perfect rump in his face and making her need very obvious.

Troubleshoes felt Applejack's sex only an inch from his muzzle, the warmth radiating off of her, the swelling of her labia, and the gentle glint of her fluids in the bedroom's dim light clearly showing her intense arousal. As her gentle yet oh-so-sexy scent quickly surrounded him, he felt his penis slap his underside, her feminine scent making his body ready itself again for her even so soon after his first climax. But before any of that, however, he still had a debt to settle with Applejack. The score was one–zero in his favor after all, and after what she'd done for him and what he'd put her through her, it was only fair for him to even that out first.

After some hesitance that did not go unnoticed by Applejack, with her shifting uneasily and waiting quite impatiently to get her share of pleasure, she finally felt Troubleshoes work his tongue over her dripping sex. Her whole sex, her teats, and parts of her inner stifles. Apparently his tongue was right in scale with the rest of his body – huge! Applejack moaned loudly as her needing slit was finally being tended to, feeling that warm, wide tongue working over her outer lips and sending a large shudder of pleasure through her, his tongue–tip teasing her clit each time he reached it again.

When Applejack felt Troubleshoes pull away as if to say or ask something, she backed into him again before he could speak, burying his muzzle again into her sopping wet crotch and feeling the vibrations of what would have been words rocking even more pleasure through her. Applejack let loose a moan as she felt, at last, the pleasure she'd been so long without, getting a taste of it and for definite wanting more; and she could only hope the same was true of her stallion, in more than one way!

As she felt Trouble start to lick softly once more after clearly getting the hint, Applejack sighed happily as she realized he must be enjoying himself too, hearing his soft moans of his own as she leaned down her front half now and rested her chest on the bed. She gave herself to this stallion to do with as he pleased, hoping he'd get the hint and go deeper as she spread her legs wider and left her rump high in the air.

Troubleshoes wanted to question if Applejack was OK after feeling her first shudder and hearing her moan, but as he felt her back into him again when he backed away and start to softly grind against his muzzle as he tried to speak, he easily got his answer. He calmed down as he smelled the inviting scent of Applejack's arousal so strongly now that he was buried between her legs, his mind telling him to relax and please his mare – and so he did. For a number of moments, he only softly licked her outer lips, his tentative movements unknowingly merely teasing Applejack the whole time.

"Uh Sugarcube, ya actually wanna get t' work down there, or Ah gotta do it m'self?" Applejack asked somewhat huffily nearly a minute later of the gentle licking later. She was beyond horny as he'd apparently missed the hint of her posture change, constantly-winking clit, and her legs spreading more, and his so-minor licking doing little to sate her. At that sharp request, she finally felt that wide, wonderful tongue penetrate her lips not a second later, making her gasp as she was finally entered by a stallion after so long. "Ooooh Clyde..." she moaned out quietly—feeling that lovely, flexible muscle ever-so-slowly moving deeper, "'At's way better..."

Troubleshoes knew better then to leave her again and ask if she was OK this time – the virtual waterfall of Applejack's juices, her gentle whimpers, and her words of pleasure more than confirming that fact. He instead continued to move deeper into her welcoming passage, her inner muscles eagerly working over his tongue and pulling him deeper into her as he did, another sure sign she was thoroughly enjoying herself and REALLY had needed this. Soon after, his lips met her lower lips in a most intimate kiss as his lower muzzle pressed flush against his mare's clit, hearing quite a contented moan from Applejack as he bottomed out in her.

Applejack had never felt as content as she did then with just a stallion's tongue, feeling so delightfully yet gently stretched as Trouble bottomed out in her, feeling so utterly filled by him already. Another sharp burst of pleasure surged through Applejack as something nudged her clit – then he started moving his tongue inside her.

"Ooooh, you know what yer doin', don't you?" Applejack asked with a moan, the simple but steady up-and-down pattern Trouble was making inside her foal-hole causing Applejack give a quiet whine of pleasure, feeling such intense pleasure rage throughout her even as he'd just started moving within her. Never before had she felt this completely pleasured before she and her partner had actually got the main act – and even then, rarely.

At least twice in her experience, the stallions Applejack had invited to her bedroom had only quickly licked her just to get her juices flowing, then proceeded to rut her at full speed and blow in her in under a minute – both times leaving her unsatisfied as they fell asleep, not even considerate enough to pull out before falling asleep on top of her. Of course, those inconsiderate foals always ended up literally bucked out of her bed and quickly found themselves bucked all the way outside the main gate of Sweet Apple Acres at two in the morning – but that was another story...

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Despite her ingrained Earth-Pony endurance, Applejack could only last a few minutes into what had to be the single-best eating-out she'd ever gotten. Troubleshoes had obviously done this before, and given he had quite a natural advantage on his side in his long, wide tongue, he'd easily bested even a couple of the stallions she'd been with in size and skill—and not just with their pathetic oral either!

Applejack's pants and twitches were getting more erratic as she tilted her head back when she felt him starting to rub on her toned inner stifle or belly and teats with his hoof, constantly alternating between oral techniques all the while—from plunging his tongue deep into her and wriggling it about, to shallowly licking just within her folds, to holding back her clitoral hood with his upper lip and suckling on the sensitive heart-shaped nub; the wide variation and rapid changes in sensations drove Applejack wild.

"Ah Celestia, that TONGUE!" Applejack exclaimed, nearly shouting it as she was held on the edge for over a minute, holding out as best as she could under his constant assault, only being given a few seconds break from that sensual overload as he came up for breath before being slammed back into a world of wet, wonderful ecstasy.

Applejack's eyes were sealed shut tight and her muzzle buried into the mattress as she let out long, bellowing moans into it, feeling like she was going to cum any second but never quite going over. Troubleshoes slowed each time as he'd noticed her tensing, edging her and intentionally denying her of her orgasm just as she'd teased him earlier. That, and he knew how much more intense the orgasm would be if he brought her right to the edge a few times before letting her finally fall over.

Applejack was enjoying this too dang much to let it end so soon, but as Trouble's tongue–tip started to trace circles around her clit once more and his hoof suddenly gave her tail a firm yank, Applejack's head jerked up and her mouth opened wide but nothing came out – that yank on her tail finally, swiftly tipping her over. "AAAAH! C–CUMMIN'!!!" Applejack squealed out in a high pitched tone, just as her dam of pleasure broke.

Applejack stiffened up as she felt her marehood start to ripple over that wonderful tongue buried within her, her head flinging back and her open mouth finally giving forth only a short squeak as she had one of the most intense orgasms of her life, with him having plunged back in as deep into her as he could when she'd announced she was nearly cumming. He'd pulled back on her tail to get just a bit deeper into her, that sensation only making Applejack squeal a little as she felt that lovely tugging sensation again. Her inner muscles started to work Trouble's tongue well as he continued its motions as well as he could through what she knew must have been very tight workings. Applejack knew her inner muscles were as strong as her outer...at least from what her previous partners had told her.

Applejack felt when she loosed a few gushes of her mare-juice for Troubleshoes as she moaned again, her winking clit showing her stallion just how well he'd pleased her as she started grinding roughly against his muzzle, smearing her mare-scented cum all over it as her clit rubbed against his chin and sent another intense bolt of orgasmic pleasure through her. As she heard the distinct slap of flesh-on-belly from behind her when Trouble's stallionhood undoubtedly slapped his underbarrel again and felt a moan from him extending her orgasm, Applejack was sure Trouble was indeed enjoying this almost as much as she was.

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Applejack came for what felt like longer than her average, her passage rhythmically clenching over that still-buried tongue as Applejack felt surge after surge of pure pleasure washing through her, making her skin tingle each time she clamped down on him, feeling herself being eased down by the soft rubbing of his hoof on her clit and only then noticing that he'd been doing it all the while since she'd started her orgasm. Many seconds later, Applejack finally started to relax after such an intense release, her muzzle burying again into the mattress as her head hit it with an audible *pompf*, then soon after felt Troubleshoes slowly start to withdraw from her as she rolled her head to the side so she could pant and recover.

"W...wow." Applejack drunkenly slurred out after she had enough of her faculties back in order to, noticing she'd actually drooled throughout her orgasm, feeling a line of wetness trailing down her jaw and throat. "T–thanks fer that. Holy buck you were amazin'!" Applejack said, gasping in response at a soft lick on her lower lips after Troubleshoes pull out of her the rest of the way and started to clean her mess up, the soft licks slowly bringing her down from her high and making her sigh contentedly as her afterglow soon set in.

Applejack just lay there for a few moments with her eyes closed, enjoying the aftershocks of one of the best orgasms she'd had in years – make that pretty much ever! Surely nothing that even a state-of-the-art, magic-powered dildo could bring her. No matter how impressively sized or exotic the toys Rarity kept in her private collection, nor what enchantments were placed on them, they were all cold and lifeless compared to the tongue or penis of an actual stallion – latex or whatever other artificial materials they were made of not able to compare in the slightest to flesh and blood.

Applejack slowly opened her eyes and felt a gentle smile cross her face as she saw and felt Troubleshoes still diligently licking between her legs – and despite it still feeling really good, Applejack finally found the will to reach back and gently push his muzzle away a few seconds later, getting a confused look from him in response.

Applejack then suddenly got up and left the room, making Troubleshoes even more confused and leaving him to ponder why she'd so quickly made her exit. Hadn't he done good, he wondered – after all, from the way she'd squeezed on his tongue and all those squirts of her...mare-juice...weren't those both signs she'd climaxed?

Much to Troubleshoes' relief, Applejack returned shortly after – and held in her mouth was a fairly small, square, silver–wrapped package. The crater-like bulge in the middle made what it contained very obvious, the large red 'XL' printed on the front making it even more so.

Trouble swiftly realized that Applejack was holding a condom, and was giving him a most suggestive smile and wink as she simply stood there, looking sexy as ever.

Author's Note

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