While the afternoon was setting in Ponyville, something strange was going on in Sweet Apple Acres. Muffled thumps were heard in the farm. Is the kind of sound you hear while you’re repairing something, but louder. And moans. You don’t hear moans while doing that, right? If we get closer, we see two ponies, one red and another orange. The red one, also the biggest, is pushing his body against the orange one, a mare. The other, a stallion, is pushing his hoof against her mouth, but is not enough, as soft moans are heard every few seconds.

Looking directly, we can hear what they are saying.

“Y-you really like fucking me l-like a whore, right, Big Mac?”

“Eyup” – answered the stallion.

Incest. One of the worst sins, according to the Bible. But the couple didn’t seem to care. They were enjoying it a lot. And hidden behind some hay balls, there were a trio of little fillies, the one with red hair and yellow mane having a very big expression of surprise. Her aspect looked similar to the bigger horses in the end of the barn, so we’re going to assume that she’s a relative of them. The other two fillies looked to the couple with a flushed expression, but curiosity showed in their eyes. It was the trio’s first time looking at what a stallion did to a mare when they loved very much.

Regaining some composure, the yellow filly shouted to her friend, a white one. “Sweetie Belle, so that’s why you brought us here! W-why you didn’t tell me anything before?!”

Chuckling a bit, she answered – “I didn’t because I wasn’t sure you would kept your mouth shut while watching them. So I brought Scotaloo with me, just to be sure.”

“B-but it’s my brother! And my sister! How you didn’t tell me anything?!” Applebloom was shocked. Of course she had heard rumors or whispers, but she dismissed them as another thing that Diamond Tiara would do. But this time, it was real. Very real.

After that, they kept watching the couple until Big Mac growled loudly and separated from Applejack. A white liquid was leaking from her rear side, but she didn’t mind. In fact, it looked like the most pleasant thing ever happened to her.

The three fillies decided that they had enough. With Scotaloo leading the way, the Crusaders were slipping away and they were near to the barn door when Applebloom, still in shock and very nervous, stumbled upon a rusted piece of metal that made a very deep sound. Ironically Granny Smith had always asked her to put it away. Now she regretted never having done it.

Applejack’s gasp was louder than her moans, but that mattered little to the trio. No one would hear it, anyway. They just froze there waiting for the worst, but nothing happened. Only God knows how much time passed until Big Mac closed the door.

The orange mare came with her face almost as red as her brother’s fur. No one could tell if she was more embarrassed or surprised. Sweetie Belle noticed that her cutie mark was also covered with the white liquid.

“How dare you?” - She said breathing heavily – “how dare you to spy on me?!”

“It’s not our fault, Applejack!” – cried the yellow filly. “We just were curious and… and…” Suddenly, she started to cry.

Her older sister factions softened instantly.

“Oh you little sugar cube, don’t cry” – she said with a kind voice. “I’m just not used to be observed when, well, you know, that thing.”

Applebloom still was sobbing while her friends tried to comfort her, so she took a step forward and cuddled her.

“Everything is going to be fine, ok?”

“Ok…” – this time sobbing a bit less.

Some time passed and now everyone were seated in a circle in the middle of the bard.

Applebloom was the first to talk.

“So, Applejack, if everything is settled, why are we still here?”

“Because”, she said approaching to her, “I want to make sure that you’re not speaking about this… on my own way.”

“What do you mean with-“, but she caught her sister’s gaze and fell silent. It was clear what she was going to do. The other fillies looked at them with surprise but they said nothing.

She was closer now, almost feeling her breath. And she kissed her. How weird it was. The yellow filly never thought that her first kiss would be with her big sis’.

But as she felt her tongue playing with hers, she discovered that she enjoyed it. After a while, both of them separated, panting heavily.

“Did you like it?”

“Y-yes, sis’”

Applejack was going to say something when suddenly, they heard three loud knocks at the barn’s door.

“Hey, Applejack! Are you there? We need more apples to make cider!”

It was Granny Smith voice.

“Yes Granny, going there!”

And grabbing Big Mac by his arm, they stomped out of the barn.

While the Cutie Mark Crusaders was watching them go outside, Scotaloo sighed.

“What’s wrong, Scotaloo?” – asked Sweetie Belle.

“Nothing… it’s just that another afternoon like this will have to wait.”

While the cider season was yet going to start in a few days, carts were seen in the streets of Canterlot and Ponyville, the stations packed with people. The Apple Farm Cider had gained a name in the recent years, and it was actually Granny Smith's idea to make this year the best cider ever! Or at least one that could stay in the memories of all those stallions and mares for many years.

This time Sweetie Belle led the way out of the barn. It was cold outside. Now the Crusaders wanted to go home, after all, you don't see scenes like that every day. What happens in the barn, stays in the barn.

The starts started to appear in the sky while some lamps were already on. It was truly going to be a beautiful night.

The End

Author's Note

Hey, it's my first story. Hope you like it