Darren's Journey through Estrus Season

Darren decided to visit the mayor and hopefully see if he's eligible for residence. Since living in Twilight's house gave him an edge, he felt that just staying there would crowd the princess's space. Twilight wouldn't seem to mind it, though, just because of their night together, and possibly willing to be a big help to his needs. Still, Darren thought it best to leave the high-living to the princess and start finding a place to call home.

"Hello, there." a grayish amber pony with a bluish gray mane looked back and greeted as she was filing and sorting various records. Apparently, her outfit is a classy business outfit, clean-pressed and fitting around her body. Of course, she isn't considered the elder type, but far from it. She was at a cougar's age - young and mature with beauty indescribable to even fathom or think of.

"Hi. I'm Darren." he introduced himself as he approached. "One pony recommended that I visit here for either employment or anything that has to do with residence..."

"Well, of course." Mayor nodded. She then turned to one of her cabinets and opened them to check on which accounts are available. However, she took a long time to seek Darren's name anywhere.

"I'm sorry to have taken so long, Mr. Darren," Mayor said as she turned to him. "Unfortunately, I don't seem to see your name in the records just about yet."

"Oh..." Darren shrugged while Mayor bent over to open another cabinet and sort out another file. Being a mayor sure kept her busy, especially with Heat Season rolling around. Of course, Darren wouldn't know who would turn out to be the next pony in heat, but he was expecting sudden movements.

"However," Mayor added. "If you give me a few minutes, I should be able to squeeze you in. By until then, maybe you should - ah!"

Just as she was about to get up, her back strained, stunning poor Mayor Mare to limp until she fell face down.

"Are you okay?" Darren quickly came close to her aid.

"Don't... Don't worry about me." Mayor replied kindly. But, Darren lifted her up carefully, and set her down to her bed. She was mesmerized of how she was carried like a damsel in distress by someone who is indeed stronger than any stallion.

"Thank you so much." Mayor said, turning to him. "I couldn't believe that happened to me..."

"Don't mention it." Darren said to her. "It's the best I could do."

Mayor blushed as she looked at Darren, not even wondering what she was thinking.

"Sorry if I ask of you so much, but..." Mayor said softly. "You wouldn't mind giving an old mare like me a little massage?"

Mayor's body wasn't as was he'd expect. But then again, he wouldn't expect anything at all. Aside of her kindness, she indeed does have a nice body - nothing to change about. As for the favor, it wouldn't be surprising if the favor was more than what it was to him. However, Darren wouldn't mind it all, after all those times with the other mares in heat.

"Just a massage... Nothing more." Mayor Mare suggested as she stepped down to the tub.

"Um... ok... anything you say..." Darren shrugged.

Darren started to place his hands on her shoulders, and rubbed them slowly and smoothly. She hummed in delight, loving the feeling of it. He went with it, hoping that the moment didn't screw up. She demanded him to go a little bit lower, and he obliged.

Mayor Mare was already in love with the touch, and wanted more pleasure from it. She turned her head to one of Darren's arms and pressed her lips to it. Darren blushed at the sudden movement, and couldn't do anything except watch her. Oddly enough, he saw as she pulled his arm deeper to her soft spot, right under the warm water. As soon as his finger touched her entrance, she moaned lightly in pleasure.

"Don't leave this hungry mare alone... please stay with me..." Mayor begged, continuing to kiss his arms. Suddenly, she pulled Darren into the tub, splashing most of the water out. Regardless of his clothes being damp, he faced a horny Mayor Mare giving him kisses to his mouth, adding a little tongue. The kiss deepened, and both of them explored each other's mouths for a little while as well as their bodies. Her skin was felt up softly by the fingers of her lover, sending her sensational chills.

Once the kiss disconnected, Darren chuckled as Mayor's head leaned on his chest, embracing it. "I didn't even need to get my clothes off..."

Mayor laughed sweetly and kissed her chest, letting the moment sink in. "No need to. We can just cuddle a little bit. I could use the rest..."

***

Darren was happy to have helped Mayor Mare get some stress out, and they luckily didn't need to have sex. In fact, the cuddling in the wetness of the tub was a good way to make out in a moment of release. She once mentioned that he should ask for somepony named Applejack, who was willing to hire anyone with strength.

Several steps later, Darren stepped into what Mayor Mare mentioned was Sweet Apple Acres, a farmyard surrounded by a nature-filled atmosphere. Darren stopped and glanced at the trees hiding more open space, with their leaves swaying around and carrying green and red apples being ripe for harvest. He couldn't imagine himself being surrounded by the beauty of the outside. He decided to sit down and take a little rest from all that walking, but it wasn't until a lone Apple fell from the tree leaves above him down to his side. He looked at it, picked it up, and examined it, testing its hardness. But, before he could get himself a big bite of a red orb of juicy goodness in front of him, little did he know was that he was set for a trap.

"Gotcha!" a mare called out just as soon as he was wrangled in rope to his waist. He tried to break free, but it was no use since someone already closed in on him. After that split second, he was tackled, leading the poor guy and the mare rolling into a ball down the hill until they both were in a slightly comfortable position. Seconds later after he recovered, he saw an orange mare with blonde hair let down on top of him.

"Um... Excuse me... but could you..." Darren tried to ask, but the mare had other ideas.

"Now Ah gotcha in mah clutches, sugarcube... Nobody, and Ah mean Nobody gets their hooves on my apple trees without askin' first..." the orange mare angrily said, holding him down. In a few minutes of trying to hold down the thief, she looked more closely at him, and turned her angered face into light lust. It turned out that she considered him not as a their, but as another wanderer just looking for a either a free meal or a thirst and hunger quencher. Biting her lip, she wasted no time planting her lips to his, deepening a kiss to him. A shock ran through Darren's mind, and he tried to break it off, but she was too strong for him.

The orange mare stopped the kiss and looked at him with a face still full of lust. "Pleasure ta meet ya. Ya can call me Applejack."

"Nice... to ... meet ya... but can you just ... stop... for... a second?" Darren pleaded at orange mare.

"Stoppin' me won't do ya any good, lovah-boy..." Applejack moved her head close to him, as if he doesn't have much luck in getting out.

"Applejack...please... let me go..." Her hooves locked Darren down to submission, and he met with her face full of lust.

"Say please again..." Applejack said in soft and straining voice in his ear. He said please in a serious manner, and waited for a response...