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CaraJack

“Finally, all done!”

Caramel smiled as he examined his good work in the barn. All the hay bales he was supposed to organize were all stacked in nice columns; symmetrical and nary a loose piece in sight. And to think, it only took me the better part of six hours, he thought to himself. With his hoof, he wiped off the beads of sweat that were accumulating on his brow.
Despite how difficult working around Sweet Apple Acre was for him, he never once complained. He loved his charge, and always worked with a smile on his face. Granted, he wasn’t as big and strong as Big Macintosh, and he always tended to mess up in almost every one of his tasks. But, he always picked himself up and continued braving the elements in order to accomplish what he would be told to accomplish.

“Boy, I need a shower,” Caramel conceded. He took a few good whiffs of his coat, immediately pulling back in disgust; “I smell like a dirty goblin.” Being from Manehattan, he was always told that a real colt would always do his best to look and smell clean. If his parents had seen him now, they would disown him at an instant.

“Whoowee, now there’s a purty sight,” a voice called out behind him. The tan colt smiled at hearing the sound; he knew exactly to whom it belonged to. He turned towards the source, and came face to face with an orange mare, her Stetson hat slightly tilted as she examined the hay bales. The mare in question was none other than Applejack, one of the owners of the farm; his friend, his love. For five months, they had been together, much to the glee of her family and friends.

He turned back towards his stacks. “Took me a long while, but I think they turned out great,” Caramel said.

“Ah hear that,” Applejack acknowledged, “couldn’t do it better myself.”

The stallion blushed lightly at the compliment. “Come on, AJ, you and I both know you can get this done in under twenty minutes.”

“Shucks Caramel, Ah’m bein’ serious!” she reassured. She approached Caramel and began nuzzling his cheek. He smiled and began to return the gesture; relishing in the softness of her coat against his. He placed a kiss on her forehead, soft and nearly unnoticeable.

“If you’ll excuse honey, I got to take a shower and get this stink off of me.”

He was about to leave the barn before he felt a strong pair of teeth tug onto his tail. Caramel turned his head back, a confused look on his face. He noticed that Applejack was wearing a rather sly look on her face. “Now hold on there, sugarcube,” she said, her voice dropping to an uncharacteristic seductive today, “ain’t you forgetting something?”

The colt looked around the barn, trying to see if he had missed anything. Looking about, he could not find anything out of place. “I don’t think so,” he confessed, “what am I supposed to be forgetting.”

Still smiling, Applejack approached him until their faces were literally inches away from each other. He could feel her hot breath hitting his face until finally; she captured his lips with hers. His eyes widened in surprise, but soon closed as he allowed himself to relax. Her lips always tasted of apples and cider, a taste he could never get enough of. Caramel soon felt her tongue slide along his lips, causing him to allow her entrance to his mouth. He felt the muscle probe every single inch; exploring every nook and cranny. His own tongue rose up to meet hers, beginning a sort of dance between the two.

Eventually, the need for oxygen forced the lovers to separate. They looked at each other through half lidded eyes.

“Don’t you still have some work to do around the farm?” he asked.

“Ah got an hour ta spare. Besides, a quick roll in the hay don’t hurt nopony.”

He smiled and nodded; “I don’t normally do quickies, but for you, I’ll do it.”

Applejack chuckled at his comment and began to push him gently towards the hard soil. She began to leave a trail of kissed down the length of his body. As she kissed, Caramel began to feel a certain “special” part of his body become harder. This did not go unnoticed by the farmer pony; “Well, ain’t we excited today?” She licked his slowly hardening member, causing him to let out a series of gasps. Her tongue licked towards the lip, lapping up the juices that were creeping out of him. Eventually, she took his entire length in her mouth, eliciting a long, pleasured moan. Her head began bobbing up and down, his stallionhood becoming slick with her saliva.

As she continued to pleasure him, Caramel began to feel a pressure build up in his nether regions. “AJ…honey…I’m almost there,” he managed to gasp out. Much to his disappointment, she stopped before his release, but he knew what was coming next. Applejack positioned herself carefully over his cock and lowered herself onto him, her gasps filling the air. As soon as she set herself on him, she began to move her hips against his member. Caramel responded by bucking his own hips upwards in time with her.

The pleasure Caramel was feeling at that moment was near indescribable. The walls of her marehood hugged his dick as he continued to buck upwards. He loved hearing her moan, he loved to make her feel good as she made him feel good. By the look on the mare’s face, she was enjoying every single moment of it. The air inside the barn was filled with the sounds of their passionate lovemaking.

Eventually, the pressure he had felt building up during her oral “servicing” returned, this time stronger than ever. He knew what was about to happen; “AJ, it’s back again.”

“Ah know, sugarcube. Ah’m getting’ there too.”

She began moving her hips faster, the pleasure increasing ten-fold. Eventually, the pressure in Caramel exploded, and he released himself inside her. At the same time, Applejack reached her own climax; their juices mixing and spilling out of her pussy.

She collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily and covered in sweat. They remained that way for a while, exhausted by their mutual exertion.

“See? Didn’t hurt anypony, now did it?” she asked, finally breaking the silence.
Caramel responded by placing a long kiss on her lips.

“I love you, Applejack.”

“Ah love you, sugarcube.”

FIN