Happy Birthday Apple Bloom!
Author's Note
I had a lot of fun writing this. 9000 words over three days when it was supposed to be only 5000 words! The reason for such a speedy write-up is because I actually sat down, outlined and planned it from start to finish. I only ended up using about 90% of what I planned, and added stuff I didn't plan for.
This is an experiment with first person present tense, so I hope I made it work.
Happy Birthday Apple Bloom!
As has become the norm for myself, and Apple Bloom to an extent, Applejack knocks on her bedroom door a little before seven in the morning.
"Breakfast is almost ready!" the mare greets, her voice full of early morning cheer, yet not unkindly demanding of us to get out of bed. If 'Bloom and I had our way, we'd both get up around ten or so. "Hurry it up so we can get a head start on today's chores!"
Apple Bloom and I shift around lazily, groggily waking ourselves up. I turn to face her, the sun pouring in from the window behind me and illuminating the beautiful golden mare like a halo.
I smile, giving her an encouraging nudge to coax her awake. Apple Bloom has always been a bit of a heavy sleeper. Although, during the day when she's at school and running around with her classmates, she'd usually get tired pretty early. She stirs a little, grumbling under her breath. "Wakey wakey, 'Bloom, time to get up..." I say.
"Mmmmmm... I dun wanna..." she groans before rolling away from me and covering herself with the blanket, effectively leaving me bare.
Yes, I know what you're thinking, but I'll get to that soon enough.
I grin, hopping out of bed and putting on some boxers as to spare anyone else walking in and catching me in my birthday suit. I walk around the bed to face Apple Bloom, the devious grin still on my face. She's still in limbo about going back to sleep or waking up, but I always have my ways to get her up. Having pulled my half of the blanket over her like a cocoon, I grab the end under her.
And pull.
She startles awake, and thanks to how hard I pulled on the blanket, rolls to the other side of the bed against her will and falls on the floor with a hard thunk.
"Johnnnnyyyy," she half complains. "How many times have I told ya not to do that? It hurts..."
"Sorry hun, but Aj needs us up and you were being stubborn."
"I was not!"
"Getting you out of bed on a weekend morning is like Big Mac trying to buck down an ironwood tree: it doesn't exactly happen too often," I chastise.
Apple Bloom grumbles some more and wipes the yellow crust from her eyes with a fetlock before giving her muscles a stretch to limber up for the day ahead. As she goes through her morning stretch routine, I go over to the closet and open it up to pick out a suitable outfit for the day. Rarity has been kind enough to make me some custom-fit clothing, so I pick out a thin, long-sleeved shirt and pants.
It's often quite an overly warm day in Ponyville, so a long-sleeved shirt and pair of pants protect me against the sun's rays. They also allow the wind to blow up the sleeves and pant legs to keep me cool. Saves on sunscreen too, heh. Once I do that, I get out a bow from the box at the bottom of the closet, stoop to Apple Bloom’s level on a knee, and tie it around her mane in the trademark fashion.
"Thanks," she happily mumbles, giving me an affectionate nuzzle. I return it with a kiss to the top of her forehead, rubbing one of her ears between my thumb and forefinger. She loves it when I do that, always melting under the touch.
"C'mon, let's go downstairs," I say.
I lead the way as Apple Bloom shakes the rest of the sleep from her body. Saturday and Sunday mornings are often pancake-for-breakfast days, so I usually get different kinds of small fruits from the market the day prior to put in with the batter. This week, I chose blueberries.
As I'm mixing a portion of the batter for 'Bloom and I, Big Macintosh comes into the kitchen, already working up a sweat. He's normally the first one up to set up the buckets under the allocated trees they need to buck, as well as prepping other incidentals. Normally by that stage Applejack gets up, has her breakfast, then wakes me and Apple Bloom up.
"What've we got goin' today, Mac?" I casually ask, glancing over to the massive stallion.
He doesn't get to open his mouth before Applejack pipes up. "Well, we got a whole load of hay that needs to get stored in the barn. Johnny, you'll be takin' care o' that while Big Mac, Apple Bloom, and myself do the buckin'." She turns to look at Apple Bloom, who's sitting at the table waiting for me to cook the pancakes. "We gotta hurry up and buck them trees b'fore the apples fall off. It's gonna be a big day for ya, sis."
Well, can't say I blame her for wanting me to deal with the hay. Apple Bloom heaves that sigh you make when your boss gives you a job that you know is going to be physically demanding. Instead of going at the usual pace, she'd have to be extra diligent with how fast she is in regards to taking the buckets to the cellar, unloading them, then stacking the tubs for Mac to lay out again tomorrow.
Everyone's belly is now full of fried bread and fruit, as well as OJ and some special tea I bought from Zecora. The tea is just for me, by the way. I give Apple Bloom a kiss on the nose which she giggles at because she finds it ticklish, and I can't help but do it anyway because her reaction is just so cute. We share a parting hug before I go into the barn to sort the hay out while the others take care of the apples.
What most of the townsfolk don't know is besides the massive fields full of trees at the orchard, the Apples outsource the cultivation of several fields that have plenty of grass. As employees of the Apple Family, that usually involves the workers bringing in a machine which gets stuck in a corner of the field while they cut the grass and toss it into the hopper to turn into bales. After it's sufficiently dry, they stack it against the barn for me to put away.
Whoopee.
With my canteen full of water and a hat on my head to keep the sun out my face, I get to work.
~~~***~~~
So, I think it's about time I told you a little bit about me.
My name's Johnny Appleseed. At least, that's what I call myself. Truth be told, I remember next to nothing about who I am or how I landed in Equestria. Try as I might, I simply can't remember anything before Apple Bloom found me wandering in the fields.
There were two things I knew after waking up somewhere in the orchard. One, I was completely buck nekkid; two I was seriously hungry. It was barely dawn, so it wasn't that cold or warm. I thought I was still on Earth, so I went around eating some of the apples that'd already fallen to the ground. Freakin' delicious, by the way.
As the day began to warm up, that's when Apple Bloom found me. She came wandering out to where I was with some of the tubs to collect apples in, namely the ones that already fell off the trees. They just give those to the pigs because bugs are often quick to get to them.
I wasn't quite sure what to think when I first saw her. Light golden yellow, cherry-red hair, a gorgeous pink bow... Ahem, sorry about that, let me get back on track.
Anyway, when she first saw me in all my glory, the tubs stacked on her back were dropped on the ground as she turned tail and ran, screaming for Applejack and Big Macintosh about the strange creature that tried to eat her. I still don't know why she thought that.
I tried making a break for it, but holy shit those two can run! Big Mac pinned me to the ground while Aj tied my hands and feet, and dropped me across the red stallion's back as he took me into the barn. Aj ran into town to get Twilight and the rest of her friends, of whom then showed up within ten minutes.
None of them could figure out who or what I was, thus they all gave me the third degree.
"What are you?" Twilight asked.
"Do you like cupcakes?!" Pinkie said.
"I bet he's a changeling or a mutant minotaur," Rainbow Dash said with a jab of her hoof at my ribs.
"Why is... he? wearing no clothes?" Rarity asked. I didn't find out until a few days later she runs a clothing store in town, which would explain the peculiar question. They gave me one of those itchy wool blankets to cover up, so that was nice I think.
"What in tarnation are y'all thinking, stealing muh apples?!"
Fluttershy was hiding behind a bale of hay, too scared to come out at the time. I figured I didn't have anything to lose so I answered their questions as best I could, despite not knowing what the fuck was happening.
"Human. Yes. A what? I don't know." And finally: "I was hungry."
At that moment, Pinkie zipped off out the door to god-knows-where, leaving just the seven of us in the barn, including myself and Big Mac. Applejack had sent Apple Bloom to her room for safety concerns. Mac was standing against one of the thick wooden beams of the barn, menacingly chewing on a piece of straw, keeping a close eye on me. He was like a bodyguard that would put the beat-down on you if you made the wrong move. Given how I was tied up at the time, there wasn't much I could do outside of talking to them.
Applejack almost exploded in anger when Pinkie buggered off.
"What do y'all think you're doing, going around muh orchard, stealing and eatin' muh apples, and trying to eat muh little sister?!" Applejack exclaimed.
Given how much of a literal alien I was to them at the time, none of them were willing to believe anything I said. Even a grain of salt would've had more credibility than I did!
I wasn't in any position—besides the fixed one I was in from being tied up—to say or do anything otherwise, so cold logic took over and shut down any emotional response.
"One, I didn't know you owned them. Two, I wasn't trying to eat her; she ran away from me faster than I could catch up!"
"Ah hah!" Aj exclaimed. "So you admit to tryin’ to catch her!"
"I... What? No! She took off as soon as she laid eyes on me! I tried getting away from this place before you and he"—I nodded to the red stallion—"caught up with me!"
Her eyes narrowed to pinpricks as she studied me, everyone else watching as she interrogated the alien.
"As much of a truth-teller as Ah am, and Ah hate to say this to something Ah don't know anything about or trust, but he ain't lyin'." That seemed to alleviate a lot of the tension in the room.
Twilight was quick to dismiss everybody else, save for Applejack, making her promise not to say or do anything she might regret.
The purple mare explained she wanted to use her magic to scan me to find out if I was injured, then would scan my head to check for trauma. I was hesitant at first, but she assured me that it wouldn't hurt at all, and Applejack confirmed it too. It helped the cause to give me some kind of assurance.
Physically I was fine, albeit not in the best of shape due to my overweight nature. Although during my stay in Equestria, I’ve lost a lot of weight and gained a shitload of muscle. Twilight became rather somber when she spoke to me about the head scan.
She tried asking me if I remember anything, but try as I might, I couldn't, which began to upset me. I knew I had parents, a life, a job, a girlfriend, friends, so why couldn't I remember any of it?
"Well, I've got good news and bad news," she began. "It appears you've got an extremely serious case of amnesia." She began to go into detail about it, but I wasn't smart enough to take in all of the brain science bullshit she was spewing. What I do remember her saying is, when an individual gets amnesia, it's due to the destruction of neurons in the brain which send signals.
Since memories are electrical signals sent along wires by way of comparison, damage to the brain destroys the neuron's ability to send signals, thus resulting in memory loss. Some of the time it's only temporary if the brain manages to repair the damage, like unscrambling a fuzzy radio broadcast, but this is a case of complete removal of wires from the radio.
Through whatever means I ended up here, it almost completely wiped my mind clean. Of all the twenty-three years worth of memories I had stored in my brain, I only retained about four-to-six months of everything. Even then it was pretty sketchy. I guess the worst part about being told you have amnesia is that it doesn’t just happen the once.
And that's how I got my name. Twilight asked if I could remember my name at all, but alas, I couldn't. That said, being surrounded by a metric fuckton of apples made me remember John Chapman, also known as Johnny Appleseed. When I think about it now, my learning of him must've been within what was left of my memory in those 4-6 months, but my actual name wasn’t for some reason.
So, with my head having been scrubbed clean of a lot of things, my brain became a knowledge sponge, quickly picking up and learning how these ponies did things.
Twilight sent a letter to who I now know to be Princess Celestia. After Celestia reviewed Twilight's report, she decided to cut me loose. Literally. To apologise for the treatment towards me, Applejack offered the spare guest room in her house. Rarity made me some clothes to wear, Rainbow put on an aerial stunt show (though I'm pretty sure that was her just showing off), Twilight let me take out books from the library she lived in, and Fluttershy just kept cowering for some reason.
Pinkie brought cupcakes back soon enough after she zoomed out the door. For some reason I can't seem to fathom, she wasn't at all disturbed by me in the slightest.
Anyway, had Apple Bloom not found me when she did, I probably would have wandered off and got myself killed somehow. Applejack said the farm wasn't too far away from the Everfree Forest, but that would have been my next destination if I kept walking in the direction I was.
I began to grow close to Apple Bloom after that. She was like a friend to me. My only true friend. I was upset about not being able to remember anything from my past, and she often consoled me when she overheard my sniffles during the middle of the night.
Applejack, Big Mac, and Granny Smith treated me as though I was constantly walking on eggshells, which wasn't totally unwarranted. Apple Bloom was more open to me than anyone else was. Even her friends, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle, seemed morbidly fascinated with me.
Six months after my arrival, I found Apple Bloom crying in her room. Given how much of a friend she was to me, and how much she still is, she deserved my help in return. Turns out one of her classmates she had a crush on was seeing someone else.When 'Bloom tried saying she liked him, well... You could guess what happened next. That somehow seeded the idea that nobody else would want her.
After trying my best to convince her otherwise, she managed to calm down a bit.
Here comes the confusing part. I don't know what drove her to do this, but after I consoled her from her schoolyard crush turning her down, she tentatively looked me in the eye and pressed her lips against mine. It was awkward and didn't last more than a few seconds, but wow. I never knew she looked up to me at all, let alone that way.
She was quick to apologise and say she didn't know what came over her, and ushered me out the room and to not tell anyone. I decided it would be wise to let her think things through and went to finish the chores Applejack assigned me. After all, if I was going to be living with them, I wasn't going to be a mooch.
I was still utterly shocked about Apple Bloom having kissed me, but I did promise not to say anything about it. I was more worried about Applejack or Big Macintosh doing something to me if they found out about the kiss...
A few days later she wanted to talk to me about what happened. We ended up having a long conversation about relationships and about social norms. Smart kid for her age! She went on about how relationships between gryphons and ponies, ponies and zebras, and so on weren't unheard of, nor were they frowned upon. It was a grey area if anything. I mean, you did get some of the more secluded villages that weren’t as developed as some of the cities saying that sort of thing shouldn’t happen. They needed to catch up with the times.
Mustering as much bravado as she could, Apple Bloom asked me to be her coltfriend.
Here's the even more confusing thing. I do remember that humans were not, by any means, supposed to, well... have any sort of 'relationship' with animals on Earth. My brain was still telling me; "You've got a clean slate, do whatever you want." I quickly abandoned any inhibition I had regarding said taboo and returned her kiss from a few days earlier, although it was chaste.
And that's when Applejack walked in.
Holy shit, she had an absolute cow. She basically kicked me all the way to the front door from upstairs. I was sore and bruised, and all the way from her room to the front door, Apple Bloom was pleading with Aj to stop. Aj only listened when she looked down and saw Apple Bloom's tears streaming down her face.
Applejack didn't seem to care about her tears, but seeing 'Bloom so upset did give her pause. She basically sat me down for about three hours and explained why something like me that never even existed until six months ago shouldn’t be allowed to see her sister. Yeah… she was one of the ones that needed to get with the times. Even Apple Bloom had a more open mind than Aj!
I halted her narrow-minded argument when I asked her if I had ever done wrong by Apple Bloom, or if she thought I ever intended to. I told her; "Look at me. Look into my eyes. Tell me if I would ever intentionally hurt someone who basically (although indirectly) saved my life."
She still wasn't very happy about it, but decided on keeping neutral ground about the topic, electing to see where things would go from there.
As the months went by, Apple Bloom's grades went up, she was behaving better and doing her chores more diligently, and was otherwise being as happy as a filly her age should be. Having already got her cutie mark two years ago (weird things by the way, I just call them butt-tattoos), that somehow deemed her 'of age' in pony society. When I tried asking how old she was at the time, I said I was twenty-three, and she said she was eighteen at the time.
Due to how Increasingly happy Apple Bloom was becoming, Applejack eventually warmed up to me, as did Big Mac. Granny Smith often joked she wanted great-grandkids, but boy did that make me pull my literal and metaphorical collar.
Three months after all of that happened, 'Bloom and I were cuddling on her bed during a cold winter's night when I had a... Let’s say I had an interesting dream. Apple Bloom, at the time, went to get a glass of water from the kitchen, and when she got back, saw my pride pitching a tent through the pants I was wearing.
She told me about it in the morning, privately of course, and after much discussion over the course of a week... We took our relationship to the next level.
Even now, I still can't believe I did that. I mean, she's a horse. A miniature one at that. Pony. Whatever. But holy shit did it feel good. Completely different from my girlfriend quite obviously. She was shy, so we took it as slowly as she wanted to begin with.
A month later we began to get more adventurous. That lead to me being slightly rougher, although I was still limited to what she let me do.
A week ago after we were basking in bed in the after-sex glow, she was being really weird and twitchy. I asked her what was wrong, but she kept deflecting the question. She eventually relented and told me about... Well, it turned out to be very interesting to say the least. She went into more detail than I care to admit.
Which brings me full circle to today: Apple Bloom's birthday.
~~~***~~~
It has just gone two in the afternoon and I'm about ready to take a break. I got sidetracked with doing the hay bales when the balemaker jammed from a length of twine that keeps the bales in their brick shapes. The earth ponies didn't have their specialty tools with them to take the machine apart. Fortunately for them, I was able to take it apart with my hands and remove the tangled string, after we turned it off that is. We were forced to remove a good deal of the internal mechanism. Putting it back together was a good deal simpler, for I had to put the gears and everything back and one of the earth ponies gave it a solid buck to set the gears and everything back in place.
That took a good two hours, which put me behind. If that hadn't happened, I would be done by now and helping Apple Bloom with the tubs of apples. At this point, I've got another two hours worth of work ahead of me. All the bales are in the barn, I just need to put them at the back and put the older ones at the front. Kinda like rotating stock at a supermarket: new at the back, old at the front.
"Johnny?" I hear Apple Bloom call.
"What's up? I'm still in the barn."
"Ah thought you would've been done by now!" she exclaims. "Big Mac has already gone inside for a nap 'cause he got up before anypony else."
"Yeah, well, the baler jammed so I had to fix it."
"Really? That's never happened b'fore. Want a hoof to finish faster?"
I smile. "That'd be great. That way I can be done faster so we can nap together," I say with a boop to her nose.
'Bloom giggles and scrunches her muzzle at that. She's just too cute.
"Apple Bloom, where y'all at? Ah'm going inside for a drink and a bite t' eat. Comin'?" Aj called out.
She turns her head to talk to Aj over her shoulder. "Johnny got behind 'cause the baler broke down and he helped fix it. Ah'm gonna help him finish stacking the hay. You go inside and I'll be in soon."
"Well isn't that mighty nice o' ya! Tell ya what, I'll help too and we can be done even quicker! How much more work you got left, Johnny?" Aj asks.
I shrug. "Roughly two hours or so."
"Then it'd only take us thirty minutes between the three of us!"
"...Technically it'll take forty if you're going to divide the work equally, but whatever. Let's get to it!"
Applejack comes in and closes the door behind her. I've got the fresh hay up against the walls of the barn, so closing the door will give us something to stack the older hay against, rather than piling it up outside.
Twenty minutes later and the old hay is up against the door and a third of the fresh hay is in its proper place.
"Ah'm thirsty..." Apple Bloom complains. "Should'a had a drink before Ah came in here..."
"Come now Apple Bloom, the faster we get this done the faster we can get inside. Besides, we couldn't get out even if we wanted to; the door's blocked."
'Bloom looks up to me. "Got any water in that there canteen of yours?"
I hold it up to my ear and give it a shake. "Sorry hun, nothing. Think I finished it off half an hour ago. I was planning on going inside to refill, but didn't think I'd need to since you and Aj were helping."
She pouts, trying to be sad. "Awww..."
I tousle her mane. "Tell you what, if we hurry up I'll take you to Sugarcube Corner for ice cream."
That always seems to set her off. She begins to work with a bit more gusto, eager to get some ice cream. I swear, you can motivate anyone with food.
Apple Bloom begins to get cocky about how fast she thinks she can get the job done and begins to stack the bales of hay haphazardly instead of neatly. I'm not too fussed, so long as it doesn't fall down on he—
"Apple Bloom, watch out!" Applejack shouts.
My head immediately turns towards Apple Bloom as the pile of hay she's been stacking begins to lean menacingly at an angle over her.
"What?" she asks, confused.
Her head cranes skyward, eyes widening as she scrambles to run away from the hay before it falls on top of her. She manages to get away which is good, but the not so good part is now we have to restack all that hay again. Fucking yay.
Aj and I just stare at the toppled bales of hay in disbelief. Don't get me wrong; I'm glad Apple Bloom didn't get hurt, but I'm mad that we're not going to get out of here before our anticipated time.
My hands find their way to my hair as I pull at it with frustration. Apple Bloom looks as though she's waiting for us to scream at her with the way she's curling her tail around her flanks.
Finally, Applejack breaks the tense silence with a tension-relieving sigh.
"Ah'll go get some rope so we can properly stack the bales up high."
"Ah'm sorry, Johnny," Apple Bloom mutters as she nuzzles my leg apologetically.
Well, we had fifteen minutes worth of work left, now this accident has created another thirty minutes because we have to stop what we're doing to clean up the fallen bales.
Applejack unhooks a length of rope from a hook on the wall, turning to me and nodding in my direction.
"It's alright, 'Bloom," I say as I push aside a few bales, pulling one into the middle of the barn and sitting on it to relax a bit. Apple Bloom joins me and Aj raises her eyebrow questioningly.
"Are ya mad at me?" she asks.
"Nothing I can't forgive you for," I reply. "I think we all need to take a breather for a few minutes to unwind a bit." It's too bad Equestria doesn't have any cigarettes, I could have gone for one right now. They're great for relieving tension and unwinding after something stressful happens. Then again, not smoking is better for me.
Aj keeps looking at me with the rope in her mouth as I'm stroking Apple Bloom's mane. I eventually give Applejack a nod in return, hopping off the bale in response. She begins tying some slipknots in both ends of the rope and sliding them under the bale across the width.
Now comes the moment to put the plan into action. "Hey, hun, wanna go for a ride on the bale?"
She beams, looking at us with a smile. "Really!? That'd be great!"
"Just lay down on the bale so you don't fall off by standing on it," Aj points out.
She crouches on the top of it, but I tell her to hang her legs over the sides so she has something to hold onto.
It's now or never. I jump on top of Apple Bloom, holding her down while Applejack quickly works on tying Apple Bloom's legs with the rope. She's surprised, eyes wide as dinner plates, looking between me and Aj.
"Geddoff!" she screams. "Ah said Ah was sorry!"
"Zip it," I command. She does so pretty quickly as Aj finishes tightening the rope under the bale to keep Apple Bloom secure.
"What're you doing?!" she pleads.
I give her flank a short, sharp spank. "Fillies that knock over piles of hay deserve to get punished!" My excitement begins to climb higher as I move behind Apple Bloom, cupping her cutie mark in my palms and caressing her tender flesh.
"P-please!" she begs.
"Oh, you're asking for more?" I say condescendingly, digging my fingertips into her rump more and coarsely dragging them down her thighs.
Applejack pulls up a spare bale and sits on it, much to the dismay of Apple Bloom.
"Sis, make him stop!"
"Ah'm sorry 'Bloom, but he's right: naughty fillies deserve to get punished."
It dawns on Apple Bloom how helpless she is, so I take the opportunity to show how well I can punish her sister.
I grab a handful of her mane and pull it back, forcefully pressing my lips to hers. She's quick to pull away, though. She's pretty tense from being surprised, so I ease the tension by running my hands up and down her back, preparing her for what's to come.
I take off my shirt, hanging it on a hook. My pants follow, and Apple Bloom is getting increasingly nervous. She's too scared to say anything, instead she's just breathing heavily and trying to work out a way to escape. I know first hand that nothing gets out of Applejack's ropes.
I kneel behind Apple Bloom as her tail flicks around nervously, concealing the object of my desire. I grab her tail at the dock, slowly, tantalisingly, lifting it higher, exposing her fillyhood in all it's glory. I press my nose against her folds and take a deep breath, taking in the heavenly aroma of crisp green apples. I can't help myself and take a lick, my tongue snaking its way up and down the glistening folds.
"Johnnyyy," she whines, "please stop, that feels funny."
"What's that I hear? Little Miss Apple Bloom doesn’t know what the touch of a man feel like? Don't worry, I'll fix that soon enough; I'll fuck you so much you'll practically be begging me for more like a proper slut." I turn my efforts to her clit, flicking my tongue over it. Apple Bloom whimpers, her futile pleas and whines only egg me on. There's nothing she can do to stop me.
I reach forward with my spare hand as my other keeps her tail held up high, my fingers brushing against her adorable little teats. Matching my tongue, my fingertips lightly caress the little nubs. She's whimpering to herself now; she knows Aj isn't going to help her, and I'm punishing her for knocking over those bales however I damn well want to.
This goes on for several minutes, preparing Apple Bloom for what's in store. Her pussy has become coated with her juices, winking madly with anticipation. My fingers pinch and roll her teats, and I swear I could have seen a few tears roll down her cheek at some point, but I'm too preoccupied with her fillyhood to care.
I lock my lips around her engorged pleasure button, sucking it like a filly would a lollypop. I let go of her tail so both my hands can play with her nipples. Her conflicting moans grow louder, and I know if I speed up, Apple Bloom will hit her own crescendo soon enough. So I do just that. I squeeze her nipples harder, furiously flicking and massaging my tongue over her clit, and it works.
"J-Johnny, s-stop!" she pleads. Right after that, her whole body shudders with orgasmic release, coating my face with a flood of her apple-scented juices.
She pants and huffs from her orgasm, looking to me with those eyes that plead to be let go. "Well well, you certainly came like a slut. Perhaps I should treat you more like one then, hmm?" With her eyes still fixed on me, I drop my boxers to the floor. So not to get them completely dirty, I hang them on the wall with my shirt.
Applejack grins widely at seeing my hungry cock standing at attention. I swear I saw her lick her lips, but my mind is too hazy to fully notice.
I lift her tail to get it out of the way so it's against my chest. I crouch so my pelvis is level with Apple Bloom's fillyhood. I don't slide in yet, but rather use my hand to run the head of my dick up and down her gloriously warm folds. It's too tempting to fuck her, so I keep going for as long as I can bear.
I let go of my rod and line it up with her dripping entrance, firmly grasping Apple Bloom's dock, slowly pulling her down onto my thickness.
"Oohhh fuuuuuccckkk," I moan as my throbbing length gets swallowed up by Apple Bloom's soaking lips. I finally bottom out inside of her, taking a moment to adjust my posture. I'm crouching, so if I don't shuffle around every so often my legs might buckle. Not the ideal position, but oh well.
I grip Apple Bloom's flanks for a bit of support and slowly begin to slide myself in and out half way with each stroke. She seems to be getting into it, the way she's panting and moaning. She is no longer telling me to stop.
I use this as my excuse to pick up the pace, roughly thrusting in and out, flesh slapping against flesh noisily as Apple Bloom's moaning grows louder.
It’s not too long until my legs begin to grow tired from my crouching position. To savour this position for a little while longer, I grip Apple Bloom's thighs and thrust into her hard, leaning forward over her to nibble at her neck. She gasps loudly, quivering from the rough pounding I'm giving her.
I slowly pull out, savouring the warmth of Apple Bloom's burning tunnel. I catch looks from Applejack and Apple Bloom, but before they have a chance to say anything, I speak.
"Aj, help me untie and hold 'Bloom down. I need to get in a better position; my legs are tired from crouching."
Gingerly unfolding her crossed legs, Aj obeys and comes over to help me untie Apple Bloom, both of us being careful not to let her somehow get away or hurt either of us.
With Apple Bloom shaking slightly, I lift her off the bale and onto a pile of hay on the floor on her back.
Applejack holds down Apple Bloom's forelegs above her head as I firmly grip her hind legs, spreading them as wide as I can. Her folds are positively coated with glistening marecum from the last few orgasms from my hard dicking, but I'm not done yet. Not by a long shot.
I lick the flavoured juices from her delicate folds then run my tongue up and down her slit to give it a nice coating of lube to make it easier on me.
Giving her love button a lick, and following a needy moan from Apple Bloom, Applejack gives her sister a small kiss on her forehead and says; "Don't worry Sis, it'll all be over soon."
Taking that as the cue, I kneel on the hay and line myself up with Apple Bloom's needy entrance. After all, since she's so horny, how could I refuse her? When I place my member against her, she stiffens up for what's to come. With the different angle, it's an entirely different feeling going in. Since she was, in a sense, in a standing position before, being on her back and sliding into her allow me to feel a lot more of her inner walls as they clamp down on my intruding hardness.
Bottoming out inside of Apple Bloom, I take a moment to grind against her snatch. My length is making circular motions inside her too, caressing her deeper folds. She bucks up in the air with a shriek, but with Applejack holding her forelegs down, she doesn't get too far off the floor.
"Hey, Aj," I say, my voice dripping with need, "c'mere..." Placing a hand on Apple Bloom's chest for balance, I lean forward, put my other hand under Aj’s chin, and coax her forward where I lock lips with the older mare in a steamy embrace. This seems to turn Apple Bloom on even more. Her eyes are glazed over with lust, panting heavily at seeing our exchange. She's practically begging me to continue, but whether 'Bloom wants me to continue fucking her, or if she wants Aj and I to continue making out is up for debate.
I figure ploughing Apple Bloom would be a good start, so I pull away from Applejack, leaving a thin string of saliva that eventually snaps. My hands find their way to Apple Bloom's waist as I gaze upon her throbbing clit and tender crotchtits. I begin to thrust in and out somewhat gently as Applejack remains impassive, although wishing she could get in on the action.
I build up speed, thrusting harder and harder, Apple Bloom's laboured panting and moaning increasing in volume. I can tell she's getting close to another orgasm, and thanks to Zecora's tea, I've lasted this long without having blown my load. Increased virility in this kind of situation is invaluable, but it only lasts so long.
A look on Applejack's face gives me pause for a moment, and I slow my thrusting slightly to look at her as she gives me a knowing wink.
Rather reluctantly, she lets go of Apple Bloom's hooves, shuffling forward over her sister.
Kneeling over 'Bloom, Aj lowers her nethers level with her muzzle. "C'mon Apple Bloom, let’s put that mouth of yours to good use..."
Apple Bloom, in her pleasured stupor, obeys like a good filly and parts her mouth for Aj's pussy. The filly begins to idly flick over the folds of her older sister with a lack of enthusiasm, much to Aj's dismay.
"You can do better than that," she orders. Aj looks to me and gives me a nod to tell me to continue, hoping that giving Apple Bloom a good dicking would increase her ministrations against Aj's crotch.
Apple Bloom's forehooves curl around Applejack's haunches, holding her in place as she begins to lick at the mare's passage. My hips begin to increase their pace in and out of the filly under me and Aj, which makes her muzzle and tongue brush up and down Aj's nethers as she keeps licking.
Moaning, Applejack lowers herself and grinds against Apple Bloom's muzzle as it digs into her folds. Apple Bloom gasps for breath after the good part of ten seconds. Still pounding away at Apple Bloom's pussy, I can feel my own climax approaching. Knowing how on edge Apple Bloom and Applejack are, I decide to take it up a notch.
In my lust-driven stupor, I knock off Applejack's hat with my left hand while my right hand's thumb makes contact with Apple Bloom's clit. Apple Bloom gasps at this, causing her to become more involved with eating out her sister. Her tongue flicks over the folds with renewed vigor, making Applejack gasp in surprise at the sudden onslaught of pleasure.
Stimulated doubly so from my cock and thumb rubbing against Apple Bloom's clit, she moans into Applejacks pussy as I grab a fistful of Aj’s mane, pulling her into yet another heated embrace. Our tongues dance around each other's mouths as we moan in tandem.
I feel myself approaching orgasm, and spurred on by this, Apple Bloom pulls Applejack's now-dripping pussy over her muzzle, eagerly drinking away at the sweet juices.
A familiar pressure builds through my legs, working its way to my groin. Readying myself for what's about to come, I relent and pull away from Applejack to firmly grasp at Apple Bloom's waist, telling Applejack to hold her hooves down again. She quickly does so, and in the final moment before I cum, I withdraw completely then ram my entire length into Apple Bloom.
I explode, releasing torrent upon torrent of my hot, thick load into my marefriend's pussy. Her eyes widen upon feeling the enormous load being deposited inside of her, squirming as it fills her to the brim.
"Take it all, my little cum bucket!" I scream in ecstasy as I pull out slightly to allow more of my essence to fill the void, only to slide back in, forcing the load deeper within her expanding walls.
I had no idea that the tea from Zecora was this effective! Feeling that she can't hold any more, I pull out completely and kneel over Apple Bloom. Like a leaking dam, her madly winking pussy releases a river of my spunk, trailing down over her ponut and dock onto the floor beneath us. All the while she and Applejack seemed surprised by the volume of my semen, so I simply wordlessly mouth 'Zecora' to Aj, and she replies with a sly wink.
Apple Bloom moans incoherently with Applejack panting heavily above her, and all three of us are sweating up an absolute storm. 'Bloom's coat is glistening with beads of sweat, and a good portion of her lower abdomen is coated with my cum. As I kneel above her I rub out the remaining contents of my balls all over her crotchtits, coating them with thick ropes.
The intensity of everything catches up with me, and I can barely stand up. I decide it'd be a good idea if I lay down, indicating to Applejack to let go of Apple Bloom with a toss of my head, which she does. I crawl up to Apple Bloom's side, draping my arm over her tired form and pulling her close to me.
I give her a caring kiss on her cheek as I say near breathlessly; "How'd you like your birthday present, babe?"
Still recovering from a thoroughly hard fucking, Apple Bloom's head rolls so her gaze meets mine. She smiles weakly. I take it that she enjoyed herself to say the least, so I simply close my eyes to bask in the after-sex glow.
For some reason, I hear Applejack walk behind me, stopping at my feet.
"Ah'm not gonna let that go to waste," she says mysteriously. A split second after that, I feel a pair of lips wrap themselves around my still rock-hard cock.
"HOLY—" but I'm cut off as a combination of surprise and pleasure take over. I feel Applejack's muzzle slide down my rod tantalisingly slowly, cleaning off the mixture of my cum and Apple Bloom's honey. She bottoms out, her nose pressing into my skin as she tries to force as much of me into her throat as possible. She gags a couple times as my meat twitches in her throat, holding it for as long as possible. She pulls off as slowly as she went down, slurping as much of the sex juices as she can.
I had no idea Applejack could deepthroat so well! Hey, I ain't complaining! In fact, I'm enjoying every freaking minute of it! Even Apple Bloom looks as surprised as I am.
I think I can safely say that this part of it wasn't included in what we planned.
Aj wraps her hooves under my waist, pulling my dick into her mouth as far as it'll go, bobbing her head up and down. I can feel every ridge and bump in her, and her rather exploratory tongue can feel every vein and bump on my cock.
Oh no... I can feel myself cumming again! By the time I realise Applejack intended to make me cum into her mouth, I haphazardly grip at clumps of hay as I thrash about. Once more, I cum, although not nearly as much as last time. Applejack swallows every drop all too eagerly, and I can see it go down her throat with every gulp.
I'm completely exhausted at this stage. Apple Bloom seems to have recovered a bit and is sitting up looking slack-jawed at her sister deepthroat her coltfriend for all she's worth. I can barely sit up.
I don't know when, but at some point Applejack, with her lips tightly sealed around my thoroughly-fucked cock, pulls out, cleaning every last drop of my cum, Apple Bloom's cum, and her own saliva. She released the head with a pop, throwing her head back and letting it all slide down her throat, letting me see the final bulge work its way down her oesophagus.
"Holy shit..." I mutter breathlessly, riding the wave of euphoria to nirvana.
Applejack isn't nearly as exhausted as Apple Bloom and I are, so she still manages to walk around with relative ease. She settles down onto the opposite side of Applebloom, looking down at her sister with all the care in the world.
"How'd you like that as your surprise birthday present?" she asks.
Slightly more recovered, Apple Bloom sits up and pulls Aj into a hug. "It was the best thing ever!" she beamed.
Aj looks over to me. "Ah must admit, when Johnny here told me about your idea, Ah looked at him like he had two heads! Ah kept a level head and heard him out, and when he said that all just for fun, I slept on the idea and decided something like this would be fun for me too."
"Ah still can't believe you managed to convince Applejack to join in, Johnny!" she exclaims.
"Like Applejack said: it took quite some convincing. I'm even more surprised that she agreed to the whole thing in the first place!"
"What can Ah say; even Ah've had muh fair share of risque romps in the hay. This... was certainly something new, truth be told. Can't say Ah've ever heard of such a fantasy before. What'd y'all say it was?" she queried.
"A fetish called consensual nonconsent."
"Non-con say wut now?"
I giggle. "A fetish for being taken advantage of. Completely dissimilar to being raped by way of comparison, except everything is thoroughly planned out in advance." I turn to Apple Bloom. "You still remember the safeword, right?
"Peaches!"
"Good girl," I say with a peck on her nose. "And the secret door in the side of the barn?"
"Give it a hard buck to get it open!"
"If y'all don't mind me asking, what exactly did you two discuss?" Applejack asks.
I look to Apple Bloom for approval, and she gives a quick, stiff nod.
"Well, she told me how she likes it when I'm rough with her. Spanking, slapping, name calling once or twice, that kind of thing. With her birthday coming up, I told her we could plan out a scenario for her birthday. She said she wanted you to join in, and that caught me off guard, but said that if you didn't turn up, no harm done, and if you did, more hot sex to go around. I'm glad you did, Aj," I say with a friendly pat on her shoulder. "As much as incest perturbs me, seeing you two go at it in the heat of the moment turned me on like you have no idea."
"Wait..." Apple Bloom shoots me a weird look. "If you don't like that kind of thing, why'd you let me and Aj do it?"
I wipe some sweat off my brow with the back of my hand. "I did it for you, babe. So long as I'm not on the receiving end of something I don't like, it's not my problem if someone does it in front of me. Even if I don't like it, I keep my opinions to myself."
I manage to sit up and embrace both mares with a hug. "That was some of the best sex I've ever had! And you, Applejack, what the hell was that?"
She giggles teasingly at me. "Ah figured I'd surprise y'all with a trick of my own."
"If I might say so, Aj, you've quite the cock sock of a mouth on you!"
"Pardon me?"
My gut drops. "I didn't mean it in a bad way, promise!"
"Say it again," she demands.
"I- Wait... what?"
Her face is merely inches from mine, beaming a lust-filled, toothy grin. A smile forms on my mouth as I just now understand what she means.
"Someone has quite the cock sock of a mouth on her." Before you say anything, no, the pony mannerisms of word substitutions never caught on with me for some reason.
She presses her nose to mine and I cower away slightly. "Hit me and say it again."
"Applejack, what are you doing?" Apple Bloom asks, confused.
With a devious grin on my face, I explain to Apple Bloom; "She seems to like being called names more than you do." Doing what she asks, I give Applejack a firm slap across the muzzle and call her a "dirty little cock sock".
Before things could escalate further through sexy means, Aj has the sense to step back and regain some sense of self control. Apple Bloom was a bit surprised at that, but hey, it's kinky. As long as everyone likes spanks and slaps, I got no problem letting them go about their business. If they want me to indulge them, then that's even better!
I pull Apple Bloom and Aj onto the floor with me, my arms wrapped around them both, their heads resting on my pecs. Several more minutes of blissful silence permeate the air as we just lay there, enjoying each others company.
"Hey, Johnny, can Ah say somethin'?"
My eyes travel to meet hers. "What's up?"
"Just so y'know, this was a one time thing with Applejack, alright?"
I give her an assuring squeeze to comfort her before saying anything. "Of course. We're together, so I don't need to run off with Aj."
She smiles, happy with my answer.
"Although..." My ears perk up as I hear 'Bloom speak again. "Just b'cause it is a one time thing, doesn't mean we can't make full use of the opportunity..."
And that, folks, is how we ended up getting no work done for the rest of the afternoon into the evening. We still walked into the house tired, exhausted, and sweating like we were lifting a million bales of hay.
I love my home.
