Sexual Adventures of Trackstar

As they arrived at Sweet Apple Acres, Trackstar was greeted by a very bizarre scene. The Apple family as well as Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Rarity, and Twilight, were apparently working as fast as they possibly could to produce barrels of cider. A short distance away, two ponies with red manes and yellow coats lounging on a bizarre machine that looked like a train. A hose at its top was stripping the apples off various trees, and barrels of were popping every few seconds. Their pile was much bigger than that of the Apple family and their friends.

Hurrying him forward Rainbow Dash called out “Applejack I got him, what should I do now?” Applejack came over from bucking apple trees, and Trackstar couldn’t help but notice her firm hindquarters glistening with sweat.

“Trackstar, mah family is in trouble, if we don’t make more barrels of apple cider than those two ponies across the way, they will get our whole farm!”

Incredulous, Trackstar responded “so you decided to bet your family’s life work over this competition? That’s crazy!”

“Ah know, Sugarcube, and ah know you barely have had time to meet us, but we really need to keep this farm going. Look, if you help me, I will help you get to know Rainbow Dash a little better. I’ve seen you eyeing her a lot, even though you know she isn’t into stallions.” Realizing that Applejack had been dating Rainbow Dash for some time, Trackstar quickly saw how useful this was, but at the same time he realized helping this farm pony might earn him the chance to have a roll in the hay with her.

“Alright,” he told Applejack, “just tell me where you could use a hoof.”

“Ah want you on the cider press, it needs a pony with your kind of stamina,” Applejack replied while walking seductively over to the device. Big Macintosh was on it at the moment, using it like a treadmill to grind the apples for cider; however, he made way for the pony with the lean runner’s physique. As Trackstar ran on the treadmill, cider production increased exponentially and they were gradually catching up with the machine’s production. Rainbow Dash was working on a treadmill press next to his, and clearly was tiring from the hard work.

“Come on Rainbow, I thought you were the fastest pony in Equestria, we need your help,” he called out to the blue pegasus.

“Oh Yeah!” she panted back, “I could make 20% more cider than you in ten seconds flat!” Trackstar nodded in encouragement as Rainbow Dash picked up her pace. He slowed down as he noticed Rainbow’s tight athletic body moving with grace and covered in sweat, it was almost more than he could stand.

“That plot,” he gasped.

The blue mare turned around and asked, “plot, what’s that?” The athletic stallion quickly went back to making cider, hoping that the pegasus did not see what he was looking at. A few minutes later, the contest was over. The increased speed of production that came from Trackstar’s amazing running ability had won the day. “Not bad,” Rainbow Dash said as she passed him with her wings partially outstretched.

The rest of the day was spent in celebration of the Apple family’s victory, with the citizens of Ponyville drinking all the cider from the competition. Under the influence of the cider, the mares and stallions were starting to loosen up. Rainbow Dash, on the other hand, almost never got to the cider in time, and she had clearly drunk more than she could handle.

“By the way, Trackstar,” she said as she went to get a refill, “you should check out the Daring Do books, the plot is amazing.” She walked seductively away from him, giving the athletic pony ample opportunity to admire her flank. He was also a fan of the Daring Do books, but Rainbow Dash had passed out before he could strike up a conversation with her. By that time, Applejack had come over and had begun to grind on him.

“When I’m out by myself on the farm, I do this with the more handsome trees,” she whispered into his ear. He could already feel a wet sensation where her nether regions were rubbing against him, and new exactly where this was going.

“If you come out back with me, I will put in a good word for you with Rainbow.” Trackstar was more than happy to perform this service for Applejack’s help. They began to fool around in a pile of hay in the back of her barn. As his stallion hood stood proudly erect, Applejack eyed it with satisfaction.

“This is what I missed while I was with Rainbow, I hope we can still stay best friends” the mare slurred as she rubbed the dick with her hooves. With that, the farm girl pony shoved him down and mounted him. Applejack’s days in the rodeo were not wasted after all. She bucked and rode the athletic pony’s sizable piece, and after an hour the two of them came.

Lying on top of Trackstar, Applejack drunkenly whispered, “all that hard work in the fields today probably got you pretty dirty, you get a shower.” Trackstar began to nod in agreement as she continued with a lewd wink, “a cider shower.” With that, the athletic pony began to feel a warm sensation on his lower regions. Realizing what was happening he tried to struggle away, but Applejack’s powerful legs held him tight and his amazing speed was worthless in this scenario. She began to ride him again with urgency, and despite how wrong this situation was, Trackstar was starting to enjoy it. Soon he stopped resisting and took a turn mounting her from behind.

As Applejack was about to finish she cried out, “Oh! Big Mac, I haven’t had this from you in a while.” Trackstar tried to stop at that statement but it was too late, he had already shot is load into the farm pony.

Awkwardly pulling out, he asked, “so yeah… I am going to go now; you will talk to Rainbow Dash for me right?” Applejack nodded in agreement as she fell asleep in the hay pile, leaving Trackstar to wonder if he had enjoyed doing this service or not. It did not matter, though, because he had to get ready for the track meet tomorrow, everypony was counting on him to coach the team to victory.