Farmhand

You complied with her implied request and quickly took your jeans and boots off, leaving you in just your underwear. You knelt down and put a hand on the inner part of each thigh, spreading them apart so your prize would be the only thing in view. You were now at eye level with the orange jewels under her shaft. The odor emanating from them was heavenly intoxicating, and practically begged for you to continue. You put your nose in the stretch of skin between her member and her sack, and took a big whiff. It was musky, sweaty, and damp as can be, but not at the point to where it was unbearable. It was strong, but not overbearing; the perfect natural fragrance.

With a hand on one globe, fiddling with it between your thumb and pointer finger, your mouth got to work on the first one. It started with small licks, and then evolved into a full-on tongue bath, slathering the cum-tank with saliva, making sure to cover every inch of leathery skin. You popped it your mouth and rolled along it with your tongue, making sure to get her nice and ready to go, her moans signaling you were doing a good job. In your hand, your fingers were caressing it, gently like an egg, but applying just a little bit of pressure for effect. After a solid minute of worshipping one, you moved on to the other one, giving it the same treatment as its partner. The sweat along the surface mixing with the musk from her package making it an aphrodisiac as strong as any potion Zecora could brew.

“C...come on, sugarcube, enough of this warm-up…” she eeks out, breath already ragged from the saliva coating her testicles have received.

Her pre-cum production has increased heavily during the ball worship, and you swore you felt a drop in your hair, not quite reaching your face just yet. You decide that it is time to move on, and you start at the base of the shaft, not having been touched by any part of you yet. The tip of your tongue starts at the bottom, and works up the trail of slimy pre that leads to her tip. It’s apple-y, but not too much so that it is sweet. It’s kinda tart and sweet, but has the salty aftertaste you’re used to when it comes to pre-cum. Your tongue follows the trail of viscous liquid, just stopping at the point of production, her mushroom-headed tip. You take a couple seconds to swab around the opening with your tongue, just barely poking in, much to AJ’s delight, as she shudders just a bit.

You start to bathe her shaft in saliva, your tongue moving all around, her veins and medial ring acting as speed bumps in your journey around her cock. You go to the top of her dick, and put your lips around the head, sucking and creating a vacuum as more pre starts to pump into your mouth, gliding down easily (not that you would protest swallowing it). You start to descend just a bit, taking in an inch or two at this point, going up and down as you wait for the right moment to strike, Applejack waiting anxiously.

You come back up, ready to take the plunge, and she suddenly pushes you back onto your butt, leaving you in a slightly reclined position.

“You’re teasing me too gosh darn much. Drop ‘em, turn around, and get on your hands and knees.”

You nod your head quickly in agreement and drop the final article of clothing left on your body, and you kick them away once they’ve hit your ankles. You move towards the hay throne she was just laying on, and place your hands at the ground, but on the edge so you don’t flip forward. Your knees rest on a thin layer of hay, and ass pointing to where she stands now, upright on her feet, a steady drip of precum staining the barn floor beneath you. She strokes her meat as you assume the position, and to get a bit more lubrication on it before it ultimately goes inside of you.

She takes her two fingers and swabs her tip to get an ample amount of pre on them, and moves toward your butt. She takes her sticky fingers and massages the outer ring to prep for the entry, and even plunges them in to get a little of the inside walls, as well. You moan as her slender digits pass the barrier of your tight hole. She pulls and rotates her fingers inside of you to get a bit of pre-stretching in before the main event. Your own, ignored member dangles below you, getting harder than it’s ever been before.

“Better get ready for this ride, cause I ain’t holding anything back.”

Applejack places her mushroom tip against your entrance and rubs it along to get one last swab of her natural lubricant.

“1…”

“2…”

She pushes in, intentionally leaving the last number off to catch you off guard. Her rock-hard maredick enters you, and a shocking pain like nothing you’ve ever felt before arises. This is the first time you’ve really been entered like that, past a couple fingers. You swear you’re even bleeding a bit, but she wouldn’t be able to tell with the color of her dick. She only goes in to the medial ring, but it feels like a solid foot of horse cock, even though she’s not even that big. It’s her girth that really gets to you, stretching your ass further than anything ever has before.

“3!”

She stays in there for a little bit, letting you acclimate to the sensation of being so filled.

“Y’all right?’

“Just great!” you whisper-yell through your gritted teeth as her dick rests in you, not sure of what her next move will be.

She pulls out, almost all the way, leaving just the tip in your ass. It’s not even fully flared yet, so she’s keeping it in just to tease you. You’ve only experienced the feeling for a few seconds, but you dread the emptiness and almost wish to be filled again. She complies with your unspoken request and starts to go back in. She starts slower this time, and pushes back to her ring, going slowly over it so you reach your fullest stretching capacity.

“Now get ready for the fun part!” she says into your ear.

She pulls out and immediately puts it back in. She now starts to pump. A bit slow at first so you don’t get too hurt, but just enough to get you going. But that doesn’t last long. She starts to piston in and out, going deeper every time. Her heavy egg-sized balls are swinging back and forth with every thrust, and get closer to hitting your swinging package with every cycle. Eventually, she starts to get closer to the base, and finally hits it. Her balls hit against yours, causing even more pleasure and pain at the same time. She has her hands on your sides, so you don’t think she’ll be giving your own dick any attention. Holding you in place, and only letting you move as her hips meet yours, she continues her assault on your backside.

“Ah’m…getting…close…hold on!”

She moves at her fastest pace ever. Thankfully her production of pre was quite a large flow, so you were well lubricated as she hits against you, and swabs your insides with her meat, touching your prostate with every pump. She’s produced so much pre already, you already have a bit of a pudge in your gut. And then, you feel her flare get the widest you’ve ever felt it, and she holds you in place as she releases.

“Cumming!”

Your ass clenches on her girl meat as your own dick releases its load at a velocity you didn’t think was possible. It splashes on the concrete and hay resting on the floor, just as her orange orbs hit your balls for the final time and cause you to pump even more out. But you weren’t occupied with your orgasm, as Applejack’s was consuming your thoughts.

The first wave of cum was the most odd feeling since her entrance, the thick white substance painting your ass and liberally coating it with her love. It was hot, but surprisingly viscous with every rope. They just kept coming. Over and over, and it was starting to take a toll on your body. Spurts kept on coming, which all started to build up in your stomach, and you could almost see it getting bigger and rounder with every couple of blasts of jizz.

She pulls out after about 20 seconds of this, and decides to take her final strands and lace it on your back up to your shoulders, and a little bit getting in your hair. She falls back onto the cement floor, and you fall to your side and roll onto your back, trying to prevent a cum explosion from your ass, as you really don’t need that big of a mess to clean up after today’s work. She lays on the ground, flat as a board except for her penis, which isn’t as straight as it was. It starts to bob down as a cum string links her dick to the hay and the floor. You both lay there for a second to finally relax, the stench of sweat and cum ripe in the air. She removes her shirt to wipe her head of sweat, and dries her hands off as best she can.

She gets up and takes your hand, as you try to get up with your swollen stomach. You look like a pregnant woman, almost ready to burst at any moment. Your ass has never been in this much pain, but you’re not even thinking about that right now.

“Thanks, babe. Now what say I get us some grub?” she asks, dick just hanging there as it starts to retract into her sheath.

“No thanks,” you say, patting your full belly, “I’m stuffed. I’m gonna go try to sleep this one off.”

“Alright then, see you in bed, sugarcube.”