Big Mac’s O So Sweet Surprise

Chapter 2

Second Fuck is the Sweetest

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Still the same glorious night…

The two newly christened lovers walked back through the darkening streets of Ponyville, Sweetie Belle riding on Big Mac’s back, snuggling into his thick yellow mane. The shower had taken, well, a lot longer than planned, as neither of the two had been able to fully resist the urge to pleasure the other. Unable to resist opportunities to suck, nibble, or slurp at each other when they were in such easy reach, it was most likely the longest shower Big Mac had taken in his entire life, and definitely the most pleasurable one. Now the streets were more or less empty as they sauntered along towards Rarity’s boutique.

“We're still in public, Sweetie," Big Mac said, chuckling despite the admonishment. "We oughta keep a lid on it.”

“I don’t want to!” Sweetie complained in a squeaky voice. “I want to feel you inside of me again soon, Macintosh… when can we be together again?”

Macintosh hummed in thought. “How 'bout I convince Apple Bloom to have a sleepover next weekend? Should be done with our li'l hideout by then, an' we can do whatever we want out there.”

“A whole week?” Sweetie said desperately. “But I want to have sex tomorrow, and the day after that and the next one as well!”

“Alright, alright. We can meet up...somewhere, Ah guess. Can't do it every day though. We gotta keep this a secret.” Big Mac said and softly nuzzled Sweetie Belle, who still pouted a little bit.

“Fiiiiiiine!” Sweetie Belle nonetheless said, just as they stepped up to Rarity’s boutique.

With a firm hoof, Big Macintosh knocked on the door, and it didn’t take long for a very annoyed looking Rarity to open the door.

“Oh, Big Macintosh?" Rarity's eyes widened in realization. "Terribly sorry, darling, but… is this very important? The girls and I were about to go out and look for Sweetie Belle. She disappeared on me when I left some paperwork at the Mayor's office. Perhaps I'm anxious over nothing, but I haven't seen her since and...well, I'm a little worried.”

“Well funny thing…” Big Mac said with a smirk, “I did run into this cute little filly a little while ago.”

With that Big Mac turned so Sweetie Belle became visible to Rarity, who immediately fixed a glare on her little sister.

“Hehe… hi sis…” Sweetie said innocently while waving at her fuming sister.

“Don’t you, ‘hi sis’ me, young lady!” Rarity said sternly, “Where have you been?! I was getting dreadfully worried about you!”

“Oh, so now you’re worried about me?” Sweetie said and looked a little bit affronted. “It’s not like I have been trying to talk to you all day, is it? And then when I finally get tired and walk away, then all of a sudden you want me with you straight away?!”

“What?” Rarity said in surprise at the reprimand, pinning her ears back.

“You didn’t even notice, did you?” Sweetie Belle asked in annoyance.

“What are you talking about? I had a lot to do today, an—” Rarity cut herself off suddenly, narrowing her eyes at Sweetie. “That is beside the point right now!" the white mare shot back, realizing she'd been put on the defensive.

“No, it isn’t!” Sweetie Belle countered shrilly. “I had something I needed to talk to you about all day, but you wouldn’t give me a second!” the filly said and crossed her hooves. “So I finally had enough and walked away only to bump into Big Mac. And you know what he did?” Sweetie said now looking pointedly back at her sister. “He took all the time in the world to listen to me, and now everything is solved and I am the happiest filly in the world! So there!” Sweetie Belle ended her rant with a sharp nod; before giving Big Macintosh’s broad neck a giant hug from where she sat. “He’s the best stallion ever!”

Rarity looked crestfallen at the accusation against her. She did remember that Sweetie Belle had tried to get her attention a few times during the day, but that was completely normal. It’s what she did every day.

Oh dear… it’s what she does every day. And every day, I almost always turn her away, Rarity thought in guilt, before looking up at her little sister uncertainly.

“Well, I’m sorry, dear. I didn't realize it was so very important, but if you still need to talk, you have my undivided attention.” Rarity said with a careful smile.

“Nah… Big Mac and I already talked about it, and he was really helpful with the way he took care of me,” Sweetie Belle said and again nuzzled into Big Mac’s neck.

“Now, now, Sweetie.” Big Mac said in his deep calm voice. “You an' I had a very nice evenin'. No call fer ruffling manes like that, y'hear? Ah bet Rarity woulda dropped everything for ya if she could've.”

“Well, yes, of course I would,” Rarity said emphatically before looking over at Macintosh with a thankful smile for coming to her defense. “And I’m so very happy you bumped into Macintosh of all ponies. Celestia knows you could have run into some shady characters otherwise.”

“I know not to walk into a dark alley with a stranger, Rarity,” Sweetie Belle said, looking at her big sister as if she were a bit daft.

“Well…” Rarity said before coughing twice, getting a rather visible blush and looking over towards Big Macintosh. “I am very happy it was you she ran into, and that you could help her with her little problem. Now, Sweetie, please come inside. It's well past your bedtime.”

“Do I have to? It’s Saturday tomorrow,” Sweetie Belle said in a whine.

“Yes you do. However there should still be some food left...oh dear." Ears pinned back guiltily as she remembered her guests, Rarity turned around and called into the boutique, "Ahem, girls? Sweetie Belle is back and she's alright! We don't need to go searching for her after all!”

It didn’t take more than a few minutes before five very recognizable ponies stood in front of Big Mac and Sweetie Belle.

“Well howdy brother,” Applejack said when she saw Big Mac, “what brings you around here?”

“Oh, I was just dropping off somepony I ran into,” Big Mac said as he lowered Sweetie Belle to the floor.

“Thank goodness…” the meek voice of Fluttershy said. “We were all starting to get so worried about you.”

“Yeah, sorry about that,” Sweetie said, scuffing one of her hooves against the floor, “but I was with Big Mac and he took really good care of me.”

All the mares smiled up at Big Macintosh who just gave a little nod of his own head in response.

“All’s well that ends well,” Twilight said happily as she walked out through the door. “I’ll see you girls tomorrow then!”

With that, the purple Alicorn disappeared in a teleportation flash.

“Why did she bother to go out the door?” Rainbow Dash said from where she was hovering. “Oh well, see you!” And with that the prismatic-maned sky-blue Pegasus disappeared out through the window, leaving only her signature rainbow trail behind.

“I could have sworn that window was closed just a moment ago, ” Rarity said in annoyance as she walked over to close it again.

“Ah think they got the right idea. Let's head home, everypony,” AJ stated.

Then with a few goodbyes, Pinkie, Fluttershy, Applejack, and Big Macintosh were heading off to their respective homes.

A minute or so of walking, Applejack fell just enough behind to notice something about Mac's stride, and her eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Wait a dang minute, Mac. Ah know that strut," she began, a positively evil smirk growing as she accused him slowly: "You just rutted somepony today!”

Big Mac just halted and looked at his sister with his usual calm expression before answering. “Eeyup.”

“I knew it! So who was it?” AJ asked with ill-hidden interest.

Big Mac just looked at her for a few seconds before he once again started walking. “Ya know I don’t kiss and tell, sis.”

“Ah come on… was it Cheerilee?” AJ asked.

“No,” Mac answered.

“Cherry Berry?”

“No.”

“Candy Mane? Lily? Daisy?" Applejack began guessing more in a row.

"Nope, nope, nope, an' 'fore ya ask, not Rose either.”

“Aloe or Lotus? Aloe and Lotus?"

"Nnnope.”

“Sweetcream Scoops-"

"AJ, y'all gonna name every mare in Ponyville at this rate?"

"Maybe."

Mac sighed. "Figures...”

“Minty.”

“No.”

“Ooh, Zecora!"

"Ain't seen her since last month."

"Lemony Gem?"

"Nnnope."

"Spoiled Rich?"

Caught off-guard, Macintosh came up short on his next step, turning to stare at Applejack pointedly. "AJ, are ya kiddin' me? You get into the hard cider before y'all were gonna go searchin' for Sweetie Belle?”

“It's mah duty as yer little sister to heckle ya, so no. An' no Ah did not go drinkin' first, an' just fer that ya gotta come clean an' tell me. Who. Was. It?"

"Fine, fine. It was Rara."

"Ah knew it!" Two seconds later her smirk dropped as she stumbled, realizing what he'd just said, and it was her turn to glare at him. "Oh, y'all better not be ruttin' Rara, or I'm gonna beat your flank into the ground! Still wanna have a chance with her. She's just in denial 'bout me. Or maybe mares all around..."

"Well," Mac chuckled, savoring the look he'd earned, "as yer big brother, it's my duty to remind you that oldest sibling gets first dibs, 'sides, Rara's been crushin' on me since she was younger."

"Veeeeery funny, Mac," she growled in reply before silence set in. The night grew dark as they finally reached the main gates of Sweet Apple Acres. Macintosh didn't see the look cross her face before Applejack spoke once more. "Mare-Do-Well?"

"Oh fer the love of Celestia, AJ!”
(Insert at least two hours of brother sister’s shenanigans)

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Sunday evening…
(Two days later if you’re not keeping up with the story's timeline)

Sweat was glistening off Big Mac’s chiseled body, making him look like a legendary hero of olden pony sagas, his muscles bulging while he used a sledgehammer to drive down another pole into the ground. After having looked at the toolshed way back amongst the acres of Sweet Apple Acre’s orchards, he had come to the conclusion that he would not be able to accomplish what he wanted by just rearranging the insides. Instead he was now building an extension in the back.

Extension might have been a mild word for what he was doing here; after all, the new room would be over three times the size of the original building.

It was going to be a large room in the back with no windows, plenty of straw in the walls for extra soundproofing, and — most importantly — plenty of space for Big Mac and Sweetie to fuck each other silly. He was also going to put in fittings for more adventurous sex down the line.

Big Mac had already realized that Sweetie Belle's prolific reading of sex magazines had given her a rather skewed view of the subject, especially in terms of what the mare should consent to. That was one thing Mac was glad for: He'd have the chance to set her straight on safety in bed. Eventually. Still, the possibilities presented by an eager young filly were just too intriguing and enticing. And on the other hoof, he had no intention of involving her in anything dangerous, and his conscience would never let him be cruel to her… even if she asked him to be.

With a great grunt, the last foundation pole was hammered into place. Big Mac looked up with a smile; this place was going to be perfect.

“Howdy, Mac!” a very familiar voice said from amongst the apple trees.

“Howdy, Bloom,” Big Mac answered his little sister.

When he turned around, the big red stallion saw that she wasn’t alone. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle were with her. His green eyes lingered on Sweetie Belle’s tender flanks for just a little too long before turning back around to continue his work. “What can I do you three for?”

“Oh, we’re just bored!” Apple Bloom complained. “So we decided to look around the Acres to see if we could find something interesting… what are you doing?”

Sweetie’s tight ass… Big Mac thought with a smile.

As Big Mac looked at the three fillies, he could see Sweetie Belle's eyes lingering on his crotch, and he was pretty sure he knew where the idea of searching the Acres had come from.

“Just expanding the tool shed a bit, it’s been too small for a while,” Big Mac said while he continued to work.

“Really?” Apple Bloom said, looking a bit perplexed. “AJ and Granny haven’t mentioned it needs doing.”

“Welp," Big Mac said as he lifted a staggering quantity of planks with frightening ease, "Who is the pony most likely to be workin' out here?"

"You are," Apple Bloom said without hesitation.

"So who's most likely to know the tool shed needs expansion?" Big Mac asked before dropping the planks with a loud crash.

"Er...you are?" she answered again once her ears stopped ringing.

"Eeeyup!" And with that Big Macintosh went right on working.

"Well, alrighty," Apple Bloom conceded, the conversation dropped.

"So, do you need help?" Scootaloo asked excitedly. "We could be Cutie Mark Crusaders House-Expanding Helpers!"

"Renovators!" provided Sweetie Belle.

"Nnnope," Mac replied immediately.

"Aw, c'mon, big guy!" Scootaloo tried.

“Let’s leave him to it girls.” Sweetie Belle intervened. “We shouldn’t get under hoof at the farm; you both know AJ will chew us out if we do.”

Scootaloo looked a bit disappointed while Apple Bloom physically shuddered at the thought.

“Yeah, you’re probably right, Sweetie. Besides it's getting late. We should probably all head home now anyway,” Apple Bloom said with conviction.

“Oh, come on, girls. It’s not that late,” Scootaloo protested.

“I don’t know,” Sweetie Belle said while looking at Big Mac and licking her lips — something the two other girls didn’t seem to notice. “We should probably head home; it’s a school day tomorrow, after all.”

“That sounds like the responsible thing to do,” Big Mac said from where he was working, although his eyes were lingering on Sweetie Belle again. The small smile the two of them were sharing said that something completely different was about to happen. “It is a school day tomorrow, Apple Bloom. Go home and get to bed early — we don’t want you to be tired tomorrow.”

“Do I have to?” Applebloom now protested, sure it might be time to head home, but going to bed?

Big Mac looked like he was thinking it over and then gave a sigh. “Well no, you don’t have to go to bed already, but I do think it’s time for you girls to head home.”

“Ah, pony feathers…” Scootaloo said in a bit of annoyance before glaring at Sweetie. “I told you we shouldn’t have made ourselves known; now we can’t do any more fun stuff today!”

“Well, I’m tired anyway,” Sweetie said, giving a good impression of a yawn. “I say we call it a day and see each other at school tomorrow.”

“Fine! See you guys tomorrow then. I’m just going to pick up my scooter at the clubhouse,” Scootaloo said with a huff before storming off between the apple trees.

“What’s got her tail in a twist?” Apple Bloom wondered. “Well we’d better head off as well, Sweetie.”

Sweetie Bell was looking longingly at Big Macintosh, trying to come up with some reason to stay but drawing a blank.

“Go on ahead Apple Bloom,” Big Mac suddenly chimed in from where he stood measuring out planks for the walls. “Rarity needed to borrow some tools fer somethin' or other, though. I'm gonna keep Sweetie just a few minutes an' send her home with 'em. That alright with you, sugarcube?” he finished, giving her a thinly disguised look.

“Oh!” Sweetie Bell said, her expression brightening notably. “No problem Big Mac! Love to help handle your tool! Tools!”

“I don't mind waitin' either, Mac,” Apple Bloom tried, a bit disappointed at trotting off alone and completely missing the slip of Sweetie's tongue.

“No, you go ahead!” Sweetie said with a big smile, maybe overplaying it a little bit. “I’m sure I can handle this on my own, besides… eh… you need to brush your teeth!”

Apple Bloom looked at Sweetie with a raised eyebrow. “Say what now?”

“Ehhh… you… you really have bad breath! So you really need to brush your teeth!” Sweetie explained, looking very flustered, and grinning a bit too wide.

Apple Bloom looked at Sweetie with more than a little doubt before she put her hoof to her snout and breathed out and tested her breath. Then her eyes went wide. “Wow, okay… Maybe that home-made chili cooking cutie mark we tried for earlier today wasn’t the best of ideas,” she said with a blush. She looked at Sweetie with annoyance. “And you were the only one of us who didn’t try it!”

“Well, I saw how you two reacted, and then it wasn’t such a hard choice not to try it,” Sweetie Belle fired back.

“Okay! Okay! I get it, geez!” Apple Bloom said as she started to head off back towards the farmhouse. “See you tomorrow, Sweetie, if you can stand our bad breath!”

“Hey! I’ve been with you all day today, haven’t I?!” Sweetie yelled after Apple Bloom’s retreating form.

She heard a deep chuckle behind her. Big Mac was sitting with his back towards the shed, just enjoying the interaction between the two little friends. Sweetie immediately grinned widely, now looking at Big Mac’s crotch openly. She started walking towards him while swaying her filly flanks widely. “Why, Mac—”

Sweetie Bell was cut off by Big Mac shushing her and motioning for her to sit down. Looking a bit perplexed, Sweetie nonetheless complied. Mac nodded and lifted his gaze towards where Apple Bloom just left.

A minute passed and then there was the sound of hooves coming running towards them. Big Mac smiled as his little sister ran up to him and jumped into his four hooves giving him a fierce hug.

“Good night, big brother! But remember, you promised to read me more of my story tonight!” Apple Bloom reminded him, sitting trapped within Big Mac’s powerful hug.

“Of course I remember.” Big Mac said soothingly, “I’ll be back when my work is done, and I’ll read your whole chapter if you don’t fall asleep during it.”

“You’re the best!” Apple Bloom cheered and gave Big Mac a chaste peck on his cheek.

Big Mac then sat Apple Bloom back down again, and with another quick goodbye to Sweetie Belle, she was off amongst the trees once more.

“Ain't gonna say you were right 'bout her breath, but you were right." He chuckled, and then saw the questioning, and slightly envious, look on Sweetie's face as she stared after the retreating form Apple Bloom, so he explained. "AJ and I take turns readin' her bedtime stories. She an' I took to doin' it ourselves since we knew she wasn't gonna have it otherwise. 'fore we knew it, Ah think AJ an' me realized we liked it much as Bloom did, so we ain't stopped yet...even if y'all're old enough to be gettin' yer cutie marks soon."

Sweetie Belle couldn't even remember the last time Rarity had done the same for her, nor her parents who left the two sisters together more often than not. Mac continued, "An' since it's my turn tonight, Ah figured she'd be sweetenin' me up so I'd read as much as she wants.”

“That… actually sounds nice,” Sweetie Belle said with a sigh.

“Well, speakin' of bein' all sweet and suckin' up,” Big Mac said before he gently grabbed Sweetie’s cheek and brought it up so their lips could connect. As their lips locked together, Big Mac’s powerful tongue immediately made its way into the still less experienced mouth of Sweetie Belle.

The kiss was long, deep and hungry from the massive stallion, the little filly doing all she could to not just be washed away by the pleasure she was drowning in from the make out session.

As the kiss broke, Sweetie Belle was panting heavily, now laying on her back. Stars literally shining in her eyes. Above her, Big Mac looked down at his little filly lover, clear intent in his eyes.

Big Mac smiled down at Sweetie Belle beneath him — her wonderful white fur, almost glistening in its pristine condition, her emerald green eyes, so much like his own, that little frilly cute pink and purple mane. Sweetie Belle was the very picture of youthful innocence… and Big Mac was going to savor the sight, sound and sensation of her wrapping around his massive dick.

Sweetie Belle was, after all, far from the innocent picture of fillyhood she often portrayed. They may not have been able to sneak off and bang each other yesterday, like both of them had wanted, but some questions had been answered during their all-too-brief time together nonetheless.

First and foremost, how many stallions had Sweetie fucked before him? The answer had almost floored Mac. Forty-two cocks had spread her filly lips wide, thirty-seven had stuffed their dicks in her underaged little pink pussy, and twenty-one throbbing shafts had been squeezed deep into her tight little asshole. And that was without repeat visits counted in. Sweetie knew this because she had a little black book where she described what she did during every session and rated them against each other.

This succulent, ravishing but still somehow innocent looking filly, who was at this very minute smiling up at him, was a full blooded pro at taking cock in any hole she wanted. It was no wonder Sweetie Belle had been able to take the hard fucking Big Mac had given her their first time together. Okay, not to say Sweetie took his monster of a dick in her ass without effort. Still Mac hadn't yet met the mare who didn't whimper the first time he spread her asshole wide. And only three who took him happily now, and that was still only after several tries. Every pony except Zecora, who technically was a zebra, had whimpered the first time Big Mac fucked them in the ass.

Most mares he fucked anally were doing it on a dare. Or as a nice (for him) form of competition between friends, to see who could make him fuck them hardest in the naughty place. This happened rather frequently, all things considered. Especially when he was in bed with multiple, often intoxicated, mares wanting some sexy fun adventure for a night. Those little groups would push each other farther than any one of them would have gone on her own.

“Mac, are you going to fuck me or not?” Sweetie suddenly said, snapping Macintosh out of his reminiscing, from where she was laying on her back with her front hooves adorably pulled up to her chest, looking up at him with anticipation.

Big Mac grinned down at the petite little filly, who looked more than a little perturbed now at the current lack of massive dick in her tiny tight pussy.

“Oh, I'm gonna fuck ya, alright,” Big Mac said with all the confidence in the world as he felt his cock starting to swell and pulse between his thighs, eagerly awaiting the tight fit of Sweetie Belle’s underage snatch.

“Come on, Big Mac…” Sweetie said in a seductive tone from where she lay on her back, spreading her back legs apart for Mac’s viewing pleasure. “Won't you taste my magic potion? One taste and you’re mine forever!”

“Really, now?" Big Mac replied with a chuckle and lay down just behind Sweetie Belle’s widely spread hind legs. “Yer makin' me an offer no stallion could turn down.” And with that, Big Mac grabbed Sweetie’s legs, locking them in place, before covering her little filly cunt completely with his mouth, plunging his tongue as far into Sweetie’s pussy as he could.

Sweetie’s head fell immediately as her back arched off the ground, a shrill cry of pleasure sounding out amongst the apple trees. Macintosh’s broad tongue pushed as far inside Sweetie’s pussy as it could reach, twisting, undulating and grinding against cingular spots in her cunt far harder than any cock could ever hope to do.

Big Mac had to pin Sweetie in place rather harshly so she wouldn't squirm away in her throes of pleasure. He continued to eat the filly’s little vagina out, marveling at how tightly her pussy clamped down on his tongue when she climaxed. Shrieking loudly, her back legs closed around Big Mac’s head with surprising ferocity, pressing Mac’s tongue deeper still into her pulsing cunt.

Mac hummed in delight as Sweetie’s moist core leaked filly cum straight into his waiting mouth, and he didn’t let up on eating out her tight pussy. Big Mac pressed on through her whole climax, extending it far longer than it who'd have lasted otherwise.

When finally Sweetie Belle’s climax tittered out, she just lay there panting as Big Mac slowly dragged his tongue from the bottom of her vagina, parting her pussy lips slightly as he continued up to her swollen clit. Big Mac captured the little ecstasy-inducing pearl and suckled it tenderly, making Sweetie Belle gasp in pleasure, only for Big Mac to start over again.

“Oh, fuck… oh, fuck…” the well-pleasured filly was finally able to say between pants. “Oh, fuck me.”

“Since you insist,” Big Mac said with a grin as he started to kiss his way up Sweetie’s soft stomach.

In surprise Sweetie looked down as her big red stallion lover tenderly kissed her chest. “What-mmph!”

Sweetie was cut off by Big Mac’s lips being pressed against her own. His tongue darted into the off guard filly’s mouth, sharing her own flavor of filly juice with her. Sweetie Belle had never tasted herself in this way, it was a tart taste. Their moist tongues sliding against each other making loud sloppy noises throughout their make-out session. Fortunately the little filly was extremely turned on by all this, finding it so hot she almost climaxed again.

As the kiss ended, she lay on the ground panting while Big Mac stood up, exposing his large dick for the exclusive viewing pleasure of Sweetie Belle. She licked her lips as Big Mac let his cock swing back and forth, the little filly’s eyes glued to the impressive piece of meat on display.

“Fu… fuck me, Big Mac,” Sweetie said desperately. “Gimme your huge cock… I need it in me, please don't make me wait!”

Big Mac hummed in approval at Sweetie’s wanton display, as she was once again spreading her legs wide for him, more or less begging him to fuck her then and there on the rough ground.

Instead, he turned toward the stack of planks, to her disappointment. He then pulled a sheet of thick fabric over the planks, folded it over on itself a few times, and finally picked her up with loving care to place her on her back on the improvised bed. He looked down and nodded in satisfaction; she'd be comfortable here, and her tight little pussy was at the perfect height to be ravaged.

“Try an' keep from bein' too loud, Sweetie,” Big Mac said while he nuzzled her, “...if ya can. I'm gonna fuck ya just as hard as ya want… an' not gonna stop till I cum.”

“Oh yeah,” Sweetie said in a whisper, “Do it. Fuck me, hard as you can, don't hold back 'cause you know I can take it." Her eyes glinted playfully. "And if I can't keep quiet myself… maybe you know some way to keep me quiet.”

“Eeyup,” was all Big Mac answered as he stood up tall, placing his forehooves above and on either side of Sweetie’s head, his impressive stallionhood bouncing right in front of Sweetie Belle’s dripping cunt.

He took a deep breath as his monster of a dick lined up with the pussy of the little filly. Big Mac gripped Sweetie by the shoulders, having learned the lesson from last time. Then he looked down on his massive shaft, the head of it completely covering Sweetie’s little pussy entrance.

Oh, this is going to feel fantastic, Big Mac thought as he lowered his stance, spreading and digging his back hooves into the soil for better traction before starting to push his mighty cock against Sweetie’s moist cunt.

Mac moaned happily as Sweetie’s nether lips were stretched far wider than any pussy lips her tender age should ever be spread, relentlessly forcing his massive cock deeper and deeper into the moist, burning hot, and most importantly, tight little pussy.

Sweetie whimpered and moaned in equal measures as she was filled with what seemed like obscene amounts of hot and pulsing stallionhood. She desperately bit her own lower lip to keep from crying out in both pleasure and pain.

But when the head of Big Mac’s cock smashed into Sweetie’s cervix, she was powerless to stop herself from roaring out in what seemed to be pure ecstasy, even with the jolts of pain and lingering ache from each time his broad tip hit the bottom of her small passage. It just made the constant waves of pleasure that much more enjoyable to her. Big Mac’s massive dick was just so fantastically big, and it spread her underaged cunt so far it made her feel completely and utterly full to bursting. And Sweetie Belle loved it, wishing nothing more than to be utterly fucked into oblivion by her massive, red and wonderful special some pony.

Big Mac took a big gulp of air, his whole head ringing in shock at the amount of undiluted pleasure coursing through it. He thought he was ready for the feeling of forcing his cock back into his little filly friend’s tight core, but even after having done it before, he was still completely overwhelmed by the sheer amount of pleasure enveloping his stallionhood. Lightning flashed up his spine, straight into the pleasure center of his brain.

“Yes!” Big Mac hissed through clenched teeth. “So... good…”

The big stallion looked down at his wonderful filly lover and smiled at the sight of her squirming beneath him in cock-induced ecstasy, Sweetie’s green eyes almost rolling up into the back of her head.

Big Mac lowered his gaze farther down and marveled at how obscenely stretched out Sweetie’s pussy was around his massive dick. It looked as though anything more, whether he'd worn a condom, or just throbbed especially hard inside her, which was a very real risk, would be too much and the young filly beneath him would split in two.

Big Mac gritted his teeth and pulled back until only the very tip was left inside Sweetie Belle. Then with considerable strength, he pushed forward again, not stopping until he was once again grinding against the filly’s straining cervix.

Somehow he registered that Sweetie’s vagina now seemed to swallow over three quarters of his full length. Oh yeah… we'll get that pussy of yours takin' every last inch! Mac thought excitedly.

It looked like Sweetie’s young body was adapting nicely to Big Mac’s big tool. He had hoped she would, but never did he expect it this quickly. Although, she had fucked a lot of stallions, his larger than average cock might just have been the last push Sweetie’s cunt needed to really get growing.

Mac pulled out again, and started fucking Sweetie in a slow but powerful rhythm, giving the young filly’s over-stretched snatch time to adjust. And also giving himself the chance to utterly revel in the glorious feeling of his massive cock sliding in and out of Sweetie’s quivering, tight and wet velvety vagina.

Big Mac was moaning almost as loudly as the filly he was spreading wide. Sweetie Belle's moans, gasps and even her little groans of exertion were music to his ears. He could feel every overstretched, velvety-soft fold inside her pussy slide against his massive shaft as he pumped it in and out of her.

Every time his big cock was shoved deep inside Sweetie’s succulent young vagina, pussy juices were splashing out of her tight filly cunt, drenching Big Mac’s shaft in her wonderfully perverse liquids which also ran in streams down her now soaking wet ass and tail.

The squelching lewd sound emanating from the filly’s overstuffed pussy every time Big Mac’s cock was shoved deep inside Sweetie’s succulent young body was probably the most erotic sound Macintosh had ever heard.

Suddenly Sweetie's voice rose sharply. Big Mac might have wondered if he'd suddenly gone too hard on her, but those louder cries were pure ecstasy as her pussy clamped down on his dick, another orgasm shaking her fillyhood to its core. She grew louder each time he moved, and when the overwhelming stimulation had pushed her to the point he was sure she would get them caught, he finally clamped a broad hoof over her muzzle, muffling the sound of her continuing climax.

Air blasted out of Big Mac’s nostrils as he continued to fuck Sweetie Belle, but even as amazing as it felt, he just needed to fuck her harder. He was still holding back, and that just wasn't enough for the stallion as his arousal built with every thrust.

Abruptly he pulled free and rolled Sweetie Belle over, the filly squealing as she felt suddenly, dreadfully empty. He grabbed her by her flanks and pulled her to stand, front half slumped forward onto the makeshift pallet and trembling hind legs keeping her hindquarters lifted. It was a perfect, classic position, one that begged 'rut me', and the massive red stallion was ready to do just that.

Big Mac pinned Sweetie in place by shoving her chest against the rough fabric beneath her with one hoof, with the other he grabbed Sweetie’s soaking tail, lifting her twitching young body up to keep her standing. It wouldn't do for Sweetie Belle to collapse before Big Mac was done fucking her brains out.

With that taken care of, Big Mac viciously forced his massive shaft deep into Sweetie’s cunt, making the little filly scream in absolute glee as another massive orgasm rocked through her.

Big Mac didn't stop for a second as he pulled back and then started to brutally fuck the little filly beneath him. The speed and the ferocity the red stallion used would have been breathtaking to witness. The sexual energy rolling off the two lovers could almost be felt at a distance and even tasted in the air.

His dick was a blur as Macintosh fucked Sweetie harder than he had ever fucked any pony in his life, sweat dripping off his chiseled body while he rammed his cock into the filly’s tight pussy again and again. Sweetie’s ecstasy filled wailing travelled far out over the Orchard.

However Big Mac didn't care, mostly because his own roars of ecstasy were easily droning out the cries of the little filly’s continued orgasmic high.

Macintosh kept on savagely fucking Sweetie Belle for almost ten minutes before his own climax finally came. With a bestial scream Big Mac’s white stallion gravy spilled into Sweetie’s overstuffed pussy, every thrust into Sweetie’s tight cunt now sending gushes of Big Mac's thick cum squirting out from the wet seal her pussy made around his cock, to run messily down the filly's trembling legs.

As the last of his potent stallion spunk was being pumped deep into the young little filly’s overstuffed cunt, Big Mac grabbed Sweetie Belle and lifted her up, holding her whole body in his fore hooves. The massive stallion then proceeded to lift the little filly up and then push her down his desperately pulsating shaft, wanting nothing more than to extend the unbelievable amount of pleasure he was experiencing.

Now using Sweetie Belle as nothing more than a fuck tube for his own desire, Big Mac’s savage fucking nonetheless started slowing down. Still, by the continued cries of sheer undiluted pleasure emanating from the filly, Sweetie Belle wasn't complaining in the slightest at the treatment.

At last Big Mac fell back, still holding Sweetie Belle tenderly against his muscular chest. Both of them gasped for breath as they lay there in post-orgasmic bliss, Big Mac on his back, looking up at the early evening sky smiling in contentment, Sweetie Belle still occasionally squirming in complete sexual satisfaction.

They lay like this for several minutes before Sweetie broke the stillness. “That was… wow…”

“Mmmhm…” was all Big Mac answered.

“Will… will it be like this every time?” Sweetie asked hopefully while Big Mac’s softening cock started to slowly shrink inside Sweetie’s still occasionally clenching pussy.

“Oh dear Celestia, I hope so…” Big Mac said with proud satisfaction before his voice softened. “But ah don't think anypony could rut that hard, or that long, every time they go at it.”

“Awwww…” Sweetie said in disappointment, before a smirk crossed her face. “We are still going to try, right?”

“Eeyup,” was all Big Mac answered.

“Good…” Sweetie said softly as she tried to stay awake, the intensity of the hard fucking she had just received starting to catch up with her.

“Rest up a li'l, Sweetie, alright? But when yer ready, how about you use that mouth of yours an' clean me up before we bring ya... home...” Mac trailed off as he realized Sweetie had already dozed off in his embrace.

Well then… Mac thought with a smile and started carefully humping the semi-erect cock still buried inside the little filly’s wonderful pussy. Hopefully he would be fully erect when she woke up in a few minutes, ready for a nice round of oral satisfaction.

That’s going to feel really good too… Big Mac thought happily while he lovingly stroked the sleeping filly on his chest, simultaneously feeling his stallionhood slowly getting hard inside her vagina again.

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Not far from the two recovering lovers, a pony stumbled on wobbling legs as she retreated hastily from the display of the most intense, hoof-curling sex she'd never even dared imagine. Her own pussy dripped with need, and her hoof was still soaked with juices from where she'd furiously rubbed herself as she watched. But how to come to terms with what she'd just witnessed?

That… That was so... wrong, wasn’t it? It's supposed to be wrong, isn’t it?! Her thoughts raced as she debated whether to depart now, or just give in and rub another one out so she could think clearly. Why am I so fucking turned on by it? I'm not turned on by S... Oh, fuck, I AM. The thought, at first a bit troubling, turned into a white-hot flash of arousal. Oh, that would be so FUCKING hot!

The pony desperately needed something in her cunt right now. Looking around herself in more and more desperation to find something, anything!

“Oh, for fuck sake…” she hissed, and started racing off. She needed to take care of this; whatever she should do about her new knowledge would just have to wait!

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The End
For now…

Author's Note

And many thanks for the help editing goes to Mr VitalSpark and Misharra!
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