Applejack had taken that particular summer afternoon to stroll the orchard. She was clad in shorts, an orange flannel shirt, her toned legs and arms on show for all to see. She was strangely lacking in her hat, but as long as no one saw her, no one would know. She found the ways the trees rustled in the breeze pleasant sounding to the ears, but it wasn’t too long until rustling leaves were the only thing she heard. A long, arduous moan sounded from not too far away. Applejack was immediately sent into a state of alarm, furrowing her brows and tightening her jaw. She was ready to lend aid.

She practically galloped toward where she heard the moaning, kicking up dirt behind her as she did. She snaked through her trees, alert and ready, however as she neared it, she found herself slowing. Her nostrils fair, a faint, yet strikingly familiar scent filled her nose. Her breathing grew, her heart began to race, and she began to feel uncomfortably hot. The aroma reminded her of the stable horses during their rut, the scent of her stallionhood just lingered in the air. She always found that her number of long showers increased exponentially during those periods, the taboo thought of allowing such a feral hung animal to mount her from behind made her feel dirtier than a day in the fields, and soaking wet.

She shook her head, flinging the thought from her and muscled through, carrying on. As she walked, she discovered her legs chafed uncomfortably against her pussy, which was becoming unusually sensitive the closer she got to the moans. She clenched her fists painfully tight, fueled by curiosity, and partly, subconsciously, libido. When the moaning was loud enough to be only a few feet away, she hid behind the trunk of a nearby apple tree, clenching her jaw as the musk became almost overpowering.

It, got her attention before its owner. The orbs were large enough to require the entire open hand to hold, and length of the erection was longer than her arm. It was unnatural, animalistic, it was… perfect. Applejack knew her thoughts weren’t like her, but as her eyes traced the cerulean fuck stick, her inhibitions faded. She realized who it soon belonged to, but the shock of the discovery was lost on her, her thoughts completely occupied by Rainbow’s marecock.

She was completely captivated, licking her lips, feeling envious that Rainbow got to taste such a perfect slab of meat before her. Literally seconds after she arrived, Rainbow came, her cock flying from her mouth as her orgasm coursed; Applejack began plodding toward her, enthralled. Whilst Rainbow sat, bathing in her ecstasy, Applejack stood still a few feet from her. Her eyes were glued to the cerulean cervix pounder, and she felt mournfully empty.

When Rainbow opened her eyes, she parted them wider when she saw Applejack, pushing her legs together and covering her breasts. “A-AJ!” Rainbow exclaimed, voice cracking. “I d-didn’t know you were out here! I-I can explain!” She fumbled over her words, panic in her eyes.

Her words fell on deaf ears. Applejack, through a combination of the aroma, and the new lewd thoughts that penetrated her mind she simply didn’t care for Rainbow’s shame. She grinned, a predatory one, and took several heavy steps forward, her boots thudding on the ground. Almost like a war drum of her horniness.

“W-what are you doing?” Rainbow stuttered, gulping, finding Applejack’s demeanor somewhat unsettling. When the apple farmer fell onto her knees, her finger tips coming to land on Rainbow’s feet, the rainbow haired woman stared at her cockeyed. “Applejack?”

Applejack snaked her fingers up the athlete’s toned legs, tugging on her lower lip with her teeth, looking into Rainbow’s magenta eyes; seeing within them a slither of fear and of lust within them. Despite Rainbow knowing the situation was weird, it was where it would possible end that kept her sitting still. Applejack felt goosebumps under her fingertips, and when she reached Rainbow’s knees, she already felt them beginning to move apart.

As soon as the knees were spread, thighs pressing back onto the grass, Applejack’s expression fell from her eager grin to a stunned agape. Immediately, she fell forward, her arms wrapping under the athlete’s legs. Rainbow Dash recoiled back at Applejack’s eagerness, bumping her head against the tree with a sharp inhale through her teeth. Before the pain subsided she felt Applejack’s muzzle against cock, the farmer inhaled deeply of Rainbow’s scent. Applejack was already soaking wet, her folds already moist in preparation for Rainbow’s tool, but she prioritized something else first. Something she wanted - nay - needed to do first.

Rainbow bit her lip so hard she could taste copper, eyes clenching shut, as Applejack took the tip of her flaccid cock past her lips. Rainbow wasn’t mistaken, she was in this situation just moments prior. Applejack’s tongue lathered over over Rainbow’s slowly hardening dick, trying to taste the lingering cum and pre that remained on Rainbow’s appendage. She wasn’t fellating Rainbow, she was lapping up the remaining fluids of her orgasm. Applejacks hands gripped the half-erection. It felt warm in her hands, she could feel the pulse of its veins, the raw masculinity of its girthy cumbersome weight.

Rainbow too, was beginning to fall to carnality, her hands moving from her sides to Applejack head; her fingers curling around her blonde locks as she moaned. When Applejack began to suckle on her balls, Rainbow’s eyes began to trail from the farmer’s head up her body, landing on her shapely rump which was raised in the air.

“When are we getting to the fun stuff?” Rainbow Dash grinned. Her now erect cock, was covered from base to hilt in a combination of pre, cum, and Applejack’s saliva. “Or are you gonna be just as slow getting to that as you were in the race last week?”

Applejack was momentarily broken from her stupor, her competitive instincts prompting to look up to Rainbow Dash smirking, cock still pressed against her cheek. Applejack’s hand shot down to her shorts, unclasping the button, she climbed to her knees. She would have been content to lie there and nuzzle Rainbow’s rod, but the owner was right. There was much fun to be had.

The first hint of Applejack’s treasure Rainbow saw was a small tuft of blonde pubes that made her cock throb realizing how close she was to seeing it. The farmer climbed onto her legs, turning around and pulling down her shorts with agonizing slowness. Rainbow began to stroke her own length again at the sight of Applejack’s large well shaped ass, years of farm labor and exercises shaping the cheeks into a sightly display for her large horsecock. When the shorts were on the grass, Rainbow could clearly see Applejack’s thighs were matte with her pussy juice, soaking wet in readiness for her throbbing rod. Rainbow had never been more turned on by a sight.

Applejack was quick in removing her top and discarding it, impatience beginning to well up in her, already turning back to face the prone athlete; her d-cup breasts giving a pert bounce. She would have to skip teasing. They both wore similar expressions, bit bottom lips being bit, looking at each others sex with aroused smirks. Rainbow’s legs were already spread wide, but her hands left her meat, leaving it bobbing tantalizingly straight in the air; looking akin to a blue cock shaped lollipop to the orange coated mare. She needed it.

Applejack reached down and pulled the athlete's legs, surprising her as she was jolted from the tree, her head smacking on the floor. “Hey, what giv-” Rainbow was silenced by her own moan. Applejack was hasty to get things started, and was quick to assume position over her throbbing member, the flare pressing against the entrance to her moist canal.

Rainbow released a throaty groan when she felt the wide tip of her cock get enveloped by the Applejack’s snatch, the wet twat was tight, likely because such a large insertion had never been made in it before. Ordinarily one might have been pained by such a penetration, but surprisingly her tongue lolled from her mouth, her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Rainbow nearly curled over when half of her mast was suddenly swallowed whole by Applejack’s folds, the farmer’s pussy squeezing her entire length, almost as if it was milking her. Rainbow was in euphoria.

Applejack was in a similar state of rapture. She felt the broad-head tip of Rainbow’s member collide with her cervix, a sensation that ordinarily would have been quite painful, but the fact it was this cock rendered her feelings moot. She loved it inside of her, she wanted more it, and she wanted it now.

Their screams were in unison when Applejack made the plunge, her ass smacking against Rainbow’s hips as she hilted the monstrosity of a cock inside of her, the throbbing twitching fuck rod sending a cascade of bliss throughout her. Rainbow was much the same, the tip of her cock pushed through the cervical barrier, two tight contrasts around her cock made her feel an almost painful amount of pleasure. She loved it.

Applejack was quick to begin riding her, her drooling maw wide open, spittle flinging about as she rose her hips up and down in no particular rhythm. She just wanted to feel the cock pulsate inside of her, to unleash its seed, impregnate her with Rainbow’s foal; to become a slave to it. She was rendered hysterical with lust. Rainbow tried to assist her. Her fingers digging into Applejack’s ass, the fingers pressing against a thin layer of fat, before meeting hard muscle; her arms bringing Applejack back down before she could even raise more than an inch. Further still, Rainbow grew impatient even for that, hilting back into Applejack with a thrust whenever she rose high enough. This wasn’t a competition to see who would come first, it was something more carnal than that. They were fucking just for the sake of it.

This frantic display of lovemaking could only come to one conclusion. Rainbow Dash yelped as she hit her bliss, the orgasmic tide smashing into her like a cliff side, her cock starting to fire ropes of cum directly into Applejack’s womb. Feeling the warmness inside her uterus, of Rainbow Dash’s seed, and feeling the cock pulsate and throb as it unleashed the contents of its sack directly into her; that was what drove Applejack over the edge. She curled over, and Rainbow might have looked at her with a parted mouth from hearing the feminine scream that came from her mouth, Applejack’s cunt forming a vice like vacuum seal around Rainbow’s shaft. She wouldn’t lose a drop.

After the afterglow, Applejack was hit with the fatigue she acquired from such a vigorous riding, and fell forward; falling limp on Rainbow Dash’s body, Rainbow’s softening appendage still inside her. Rainbow meanwhile, much alike before, came to the realization of what occurred.

Ohshitohshitohshit! What if Applejack got pregnant? What if it wasn’t Applejack that wanted this, and she just felt compelled by her member? Maybe it was a side effect of the poison joke to make people feel this way at the sight of it, she knew she certainly was. What would her friends think?

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What would her friends think?

Author's Note

Written in 3 hours.
Yes, the procrastination is getting worse.
I swear, trying to write this in 24 hours is going end up with me breaking my fingers.
I'm doing the Irish river dance equivalent of writing here.