Applejack was in a great mood. She’d finished up her farm work early, Rainbow Dash had mentioned stopping by later that night, and she was on her way to spend an hour with her favorite Bull, Bill. Applejack liked Bill for a lot of reasons. He was always offering to lend a helping hoof to corral the Cows whenever the herd got into a mood, he was nice to Apple Bloom, despite her being annoying, and he was even friends with Big Mac, though they had a friendly rivalry that was well known around the farm. Bill was just an overall great fella and Applejack couldn’t help but feel a certain way about him. Most of the other Bulls were taciturn and aggressive most days, so dealing with them was often a challenge, but Bill was always polite and courteous. He really was a cut above most of the Bulls Applejack had ever had the pleasure of meeting, and he was even better than a lot of stallions.
It didn’t hurt that she had seen his member on multiple occasions for varying reasons. Applejack kept that little tidbit to herself, just in case somepony ever thought that she was lusting after one of her own Bulls, though the idea seemed ridiculous to her. She was certain that the affection she felt for Bill was strictly platonic, but every now and again, that certainty wavered. As she walked toward the Bill’s favorite, secluded part of the pasture, she couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if Bill made a move on her. Applejack wasn’t quite sure if she would turn him down, after all, he was rather impressive. Bill was a very big, rather muscular Bull, and his flank was toned like none other she’d ever seen. When she realized that a familiar feeling was stirring underneath her tail, Applejack banished her unclean thoughts from her mind and trotted a little faster so she could talk to Bill.
The big black bull was lazily chewing on some of the grass that grew under the trees near the edge of the pasture when Applejack cantered up. He swallowed his cud quickly and called out to her. “Applejack! Over here!”
“I see ya, buddy! Give me a moment to hop the fence!” Applejack shouted back. With well practiced ease, Applejack bounded over the fence and walked up to Bill.
“Good afternoon, my favorite Apple.” Bill greeted warmly.
“Same to you, my big strong Bull.” Applejack replied cheesily. She wasn’t sure why she had flirted with him, but Bill seemed to like it.
“You know I’m the biggest and strongest around.” Bill said with a wink.
Applejack took a moment to figure out what he meant, but she decided not to comment. “So you spend a lot of time lookin’ at other Bulls? I didn’t know ya swung that way, Bill.”
He rolled his eyes and snorted. “The Bulls around here wouldn’t be my type, even if I did lean that way. Most of the Cows here aren’t really my type too.”
Applejack had to stand on her hind legs to pat Bill’s shoulder. “If it makes ya feel any better, I don’t have much luck with stallions around town either. Some ponies just don’t have luck like that.”
“Looking for love in all the wrong places.” Bill sighed. “Sometimes I wonder if Bulls are even really meant to be with Cows. I mean, honestly, we’re just so different!”
Applejack gave him a stern look. “Now don’t you go sayin’ that! There’s somepony for everypony! Sometimes ya just gotta look in unexpected places.”
Bill gave her a long, hard look and Applejack began to feel uncomfortable. “...I guess you’re right. Still, I’d like to try somecow other than a Cow sometime. It’s just… I don’t know.”
Applejack nuzzled his shoulder. “It’ll work out, Bill. Maybe what you’re lookin’ for is right under your nose.”
Bill put his head on Applejack’s, squishing her hat a little bit. “You’re probably right. So how was work today?”
Applejack and Bill spent a few hours talking about random, completely unrelated things. Often, they would drop a topic in the middle of talking just to point something out that one of them had said earlier. Those asides were usually jokes, but the longer they talked, the fewer Applejack could come up with. She was thinking about what Bill had said earlier and it was on her mind.
She wasn’t a stupid mare. Applejack was rather sure that Bill had been coming on to her, but she had panicked, unsure of how to respond. It wasn’t just that Bill was handsome and polite, but there was just something about him that Applejack couldn’t resist, and during the middle of their conversation, Applejack resolved think hard about how she was going to handle things with Bill,
The Sun set and Applejack had to head inside for dinner, but instead of the usual hoofshake or hug, she gave Bill a kiss on the cheek, though she didn’t really know why she’d done it. She considered it a mystery that wouldn’t be solved today, so she trotted back to the farmhouse and joined her family for dinner. Big Mac was awfully late, but she just assumed that he was spending some time with Cheerilee or Berry Punch like he usually did, but Applejack couldn’t remember if he’d told her that he was going to leave the farm. They ALWAYS told each other when they were leaving, so Applejack was quite curious as to where he was.
She got her answer when Big Mac strode in during the tail end of dinner, smelling like milk and cows. Applejack figured that he’d been talking to Beth, his favorite Cow in the herd and Big Mac confirmed her suspicions by just telling his family that he’d lost track of time in the barn. Applejack understood that well since she and Bill had blown hours talking about nothing in particular in the barn before. It always seemed as if time moved faster when the doors were closed, and Applejack couldn’t help but feel a little jealous that Big Mac had gotten to spend some extra time with his favorite bovine. Her jealousy abated when she realized that she could stay up a little later than usual tonight since the next day was supposed to be light duty again, so she started planning a surprise visit to Bill once Rainbow finished with her visit.
Applejack waited in her room for two hours, looking for a Rainbow colored streak in the sky that never came. She sighed heavily at the turning of the second hour and decided to make her surprise visit earlier than expected. The Bulls preferred to be in the pasture at night for some odd reason, and Applejack was willing to bet that Bill hadn’t moved very far from where he’d been earlier. He was more active than most Bulls, but that really wasn’t saying much since they spent of of their day grazing. Still, she peeked in the barn, just to make sure Bill wasn’t in there and started heading toward his favorite spot with a bounce to her step. Applejack still didn’t know how she was going to handle Bill’s advances, but at the very least she would get to spend some time with one of her best friends.
Applejack hopped the fence to the pasture and trotted over the a big shadow that was snoozing under some trees. Sensing an opportunity to do something fun, Applejack snuck up on the sleeping Bull before shouting, “BOO!”
Bill jolted from his slumber and began bucking in panic. Applejack made sure that she was well out of his range, waiting for him to calm down before she approached him. Bill was still looking around wild-eyed, searching for the source of the loud noise when he heard Applejack snickering somewhere behind him. He turned and gave her a baleful look.
“I betcha think you’re so funny, dontcha?” Bill snorted.
“I kinda do, big fella. You should’ve seen the look on your face!” Applejack snickered.
Bill trotted over and knocked Applejack onto her side. “You’re really awful sometimes, you know that?”
Applejack got back to her hooves and licked Bill’s muzzle. “I’m the best mare you know, and don’t you say otherwise!”
“I’d say you’re the best female in general, but I think that would inflate your ego. Speaking of, arentcha supposed to be with Rainbow right now?”
Applejack sighed. “She never showed, so I figured I’d move up my little visit. I was gonna come see ya later, but now’s just as good as any other time.”
Bill chuckled. “I guess it is. You know, Applejack, there’s somethin’ I wanna talk to you about.”
Applejack shuffled her hooves. “Well, don’t let me stop ya.”
Bill took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Applejack, I think I’ve fallen for ya.”
“...We can’t be together, Bill.” Applejack said sadly.
“I know, but… I guess I just need you to know.” Bill replied, dejected.
Applejack bit her lip and decided to spill what was on her heart since Bill had trusted her enough to do it for her. “I’m pretty sure I feel the same way, Bill. I didn't really wanna see it, but I think I like you too.”
Bill gazed into her lovely green eyes with his big brown ones. “...Maybe… Just for tonight…”
Applejack’s mind went completely blank. “Y-Yeah?”
“Could we…?”
She wasted no more time in locking lips with Bill. All he’d ever had to do was ask. The considerably smaller mare had to stretch to meet her forbidden lover’s lips, but Bill was happy to accommodate her by lowering his head. Being taller than most stallions had its problems, but Bill and Applejack were already thinking of ways to work around their obstacles, though Bill wasn’t sure if Applejack would be able to work with him for much longer. He had wanted Applejack for years, and now that he was finally getting a chance to be with her, waiting any longer just seemed pointless, but he knew that mares were different from cows, so he allowed Applejack to take the lead.
Applejack savored every moment of their kiss, but the familiar feeling between her legs wore away at her patience. She’d fallen for Bill long ago, she realized, and now that they were alone, meeting like star crossed lovers in the night, the tension was high and Applejack felt marehood begin to drip. Bill, much like Applejack, was beginning to show signs of his arousal, but his was far more obvious. Bill was a big Bull, and when Applejack pulled away from their kiss, she finally understood just how big he really was.
“Wow…” She whispered. “I ain’t never seen nothin’ like that.”
Bill chuckled nervously. “Sorry, but you’re an awfully pretty mare”
Applejack blushed and reached for another kiss. “Keep it up, stud. I won’t stop ya from saying whatever ya want.”
Bill licked her muzzle to show some affection. “If I could think straight, I’d probably be tellin’ you all about what made me fall for you in the first place.”
Applejack gave him a half lidded gaze. “I wanna hear it, just not right now.”
Bill gave her an odd look before Applejack crawled under him. Unsure of what was going on, Bill stayed still before things became very obvious. He felt something warm and wet on the tip of his impressive member and he let out a low moan, He stood as still as possible, trying not to hurt Applejack, but she was making it awfully difficult. Applejack, on the other hand, was having an even tougher time of it. She could barely fit Bill into her mouth, and the further along she went on his shaft, the more she doubted that he would actually be able to rut her. Suddenly, Bill jolted forward and his member slid down Applejack’s throat, but she was confident that she could handle it. She hadn’t had much practice in deep throating, but she was willing to try if it meant doing something nice for Bill.
Bill remained still after that, but with Applejack only taking the tip into her mouth, Bill was struggling to stay still. He wanted nothing more than to thrust into her mouth and disregard her safety, but Bill would never allow himself to purposefully hurt the mare he loved so much, so he stood and took his punishment. Applejack found some confidence within herself and tried taking Bill into her throat again, being sure to relax as much as possible. She managed to take about half of Bill’s length into her mouth, but beyond that, she felt as if he was going to poke into her stomach.
Much to Applejack’s surprise, Bill backed away from her slowly and she let his member slide out of her mouth, though now that she didn’t have nine inches of Bull in her throat, she could taste Bill’s unique flavor. It was a bit like black licorice, though Applejack wondered if his seed tasted the same. She liked black licorice well enough that she didn’t mind trying again, but she waited for Bill to speak.
“A-Applejack, I was about to-”
“It’s okay. There’s somewhere else I want it more anyway.” Applejack nuzzled him and started walking away, stopping to look back at Bill.
“Are you comin’?” She asked.
Bill stopped standing around and got a move on. Applejack lead them over to a fence, wiggling her flank seductively while Bill took his time to catch up. Under the pale moonlight, he could see her wink at him from time to time as she offered him tantalizing glimpses of the area behind her tail. Bill had calmed down enough to get a clear thought in, but now, all of those thoughts were about rutting Applejack like the naughty little mare she was.
Applejack waited for Bill to give her dripping marehood a sniff, and when he licked her, she felt the fire of her desire grow rapidly. She wasn’t sure if she would be able to take all of him, but she was willing to bet that it would be worth it to try. Applejack got a little closer to the fence so Bill could put his front hooves on it while bearing his member to Applejack. She licked her lips and started walking backwards, hoping that her aim was true enough to get Bill inside of her.
Moments later, they both gasped at the contact and Bill eased forward slightly. He was pressed right up against Applejack’s marehood, but neither of them were willing to take the final step just yet. They both knew that they were doing something wrong, but nothing had ever felt so right, so Bill swallowed his fear and pushed into Applejack’s marehood until the tip was in completely. Applejack moaned loudly as her stretched her walls,and Bill loved the sound more than any he’d ever heard. Now that he had penetrated her, he wanted to savor the moment, but Applejack was aching for release.
She swayed forwards and pushed back, easing more of Bill’s length into her. They both shuddered at the movement, but Bill was willing to wait until Applejack was comfortable for him to start moving on his own. Sadly, much like Applejack’s throat, her honeypot also had an end, and that meant that Bill was only able to get a third of his length inside. Still, Applejack was a hundred times tighter and far cuter than any Cow he’d ever met, so he was perfectly content with the way things were playing out, and once Applejack stopped swaying, he took that as his cue to begin thrusting.
He gently gave Applejack his member inch by inch until he bottomed out again, pulling back and moaning his approval. Applejack replied with one of her own as he slowly picked up the pace, though neither of them thought that they were going to last very long. Applejack had never felt so full in her entire life, and Bill had never felt anything like her on his member, so he tried to go slowly and enjoy the moment, but his orgasm built rapidly. Applejack wasn’t far behind him, and she told him to keep it up for just a few more minutes. Bill was happy to comply, though he wasn’t exactly sure if he would last a few more minutes.
He had begun to work up a decent pace when Applejack clamped down on him harder than before, her well toned framed shuddering around his member. Bill had never seen a pony orgasm, and he still hadn’t since he couldn’t look underneath himself at the moment. However, Applejack’s oragasm brought forth one of his own.
“Applejack!” He whispered loudly.
Applejack let out an unintelligible moan by way of response, so Bill remained inside as he reached his climax. He couldn’t help but moo loudly as he came, filling Applejack up to the brim and then some. His seed spilled out of her, but Bill couldn’t stop the torrent of his seed, and Applejack was shuddering through another orgasm anyways. Applejack felt the hot, white liquid drip down her legs and pool around her hooves, so she reached back and coated one of her front hooves with Bill’s seed and gave it a taste. It wasn’t half bad.
Bill left himself inside of Applejack until he began to soften and fell out of her with an audible *plop*. His member slowly retreated back into his sheath and he hopped off of the fence, pushing himself a tails length away from Applejack to survey his work. She was happy to show him the aftermath of his ministrations, and Bill let out a low whistle. His member had left Applejack considerably wider than she had been and he could still see his seed bubbling out of her honeypot. He was tempted to taste it, just to see what it’d be like, but Applejack reached back with one of her forehooves and turned her head so that she was facing Bill. She gave her hoof one long lick.
“Don’t tell me that’s all ya got, stud.” Applejack teased.
Bill grinned widely. “With you, I could go all night.”
Author's Note
I'm going to Hell. Hop on the train, fellas.
Down On The Farm is going over pretty well so far, so I thought I'd give a little taste of Applejack's side of the story. This was pretty fun to write.
As Always, Fuck Yourself a Tiny Horse
Stay Cool, Kids.
