A Lesson in Voyeurism
Ponyville is a bright and lively village settled snugly in the middle of Equestria, a world of mythical creatures, supernatural beings and, most importantly, ponies of all shapes and sizes. Earth ponies have a special connection to the earth and nature with some families specializing in baking, farming and general agriculture. Unicorns wield their magic to accomplish impossible feats that help control the world around them, adding a sense of simplicity to their lifestyles along with a desire to share their gifts and abilities with others to enjoy. Pegasi are masters of the sky with the ability to walk on clouds and to control the weather.
On this particular evening, every pony in Ponyville has wisely chosen to stay indoors, as the weather patrol had already announced a Late Spring Thunderstorm to begin in the afternoon. One would assume that “the afternoon” is a fairly vague timeframe, at least that’s the way that Twilight Sparkle looked at it. With several duties to perform during the day, she figured she would be able to complete all of the tasks on her To Do List by 3 ’o'clock. The early afternoon seemed to be uneventful, and the lack of wildlife in the area did not strike her as odd.
Things turned dire around 2:22pm, she made a note of it in her notepad as the first drop fell on her parchment. Feeling cheated out of her carefully laid plans, Twilight dashed from one task to the next speeding through conversations to get the most information she could with the fewest number of words. She lifted her list to check off the next item, but the ink had run to the point where she could no longer distinguish her beloved checkboxes.
The purple alicorn used her magic to store the list in her saddle bag, and she spread her wings in preparation to take flight ~ when a draft suddenly caught a hold of her and she was unintentionally thrown across town. With every attempt to correct her trajectory, she was caught up in a gale of wind from another direction further propelling her into the air and further away from town. Her choices for shelter were becoming sparse, and using magic in this weather would drain her just to keep it active against the fury of the incoming storm.
Huh? What’s that sound? Twilight’s acute sense of hearing was able to pick up something different, a sound that was familiar, yet a surprise to behold. It was the sound of the farm bell at Sweet Apple Acres being indiscriminately flailed about against the stormy winds. How in Equestria had she ended up here? There was no time to dilly dally, she needed to find shelter from the storm before she was swept away to the other side of the valley. Surely the Apple family would be able to accommodate her- if she could even make it to the front door!
The winds started to pick up and Twilight soon found the task to be nearly impossible. She would need Rainbow Dash’s strength and sheer unbreakable determination to make it to the door before being blasted away by the intensifying winds. The best chance she had to find shelter, much less survive this predicament would be to head to the family barn which was much easier to get to. With bated breath and a final lunge for the door, Twilight was able to burst into the barn with the last of her strength before using her magic to close the door behind her.
And there was finally silence.
“Well that could have turned out better.” Twilight shook her mane about, wriggling from head to tail to shake off her soaked skin. It would be a few hours before her saddlebag dried up though.
She huffed at the thought of her parchements and other supplies soaked through with rainwater. “I’ll need to have a talk with Rainbow Dash about having the weather patrol exercise stricter schedules for their rain and serious weather events.” She knew it would be a long shot, but dropping a hint or suggestion never hurt anypony.
The storm knocked gently against the barn, muted by the wooden panels which had been closed and locked in preparation for the storm. All things considered, she was lucky the barn door was open to begin with. That seems highly irregular. Why close all of the windows and leave the front door unlocked? So weird…
It was going to be a lazy evening now that Twilight found herself locked inside the barn. She could teleport away, but where would she go in this weather? The castle was too far away, and getting caught in the wrong place for a moment could be disastrous. Better to wait it out here.
Her ear twitched as a light thumping sound echoed overhead. Eh? Wait.. I haven’t even stopped to consider… am I even alone in here? She scanned the area around her, absentmindedly counting every disorganized hay bale and overloaded barrel of apples. “Hello? Is anypony here? Applejack?”
She waited a moment to see if anypony would answer, “Applebloom?” No answer. She thought about where the sound came from and her head craned upward to the second floor. Is somepony up there? She heard the sound again, and her suspicions were confirmed.
With one flap of her wings she ascended to the second floor. Nothing but piles of hay as far as she could see. They would make a satisfying snack, but she knew the carbs would go straight to her hips. After what Spike told her the other day, she had decided that the hayburgers would need to stop at least for a little while. Where could the sound be coming from?
“~cube.”
Oh! Applejack must be up here. Twilight would recognize Applejack’s catchphrase anywhere. She must be checking on the barn after realizing that the door was left open. Maybe there will be a door adjoined to the main house and she could snuggle up to a nice fire with one of Granny Smith’s apple tarts and a cup of hot tea. But wait, I’m on the second floor. Shouldn’t she have entered the barn from below? So many curiosities to investigate just like one of her Daring Do novels.
She listens carefully and picks up on a trail of hay which was disturbed near the back of the barn. The thumping sound echoes from beyond a wall of hay bales- she must have come around to the opposite side of the wall. That’s no problem, she can just strike up a teleportation spell and zap her way to the other side. If there’s anypony she would love to see right about now it would definitely be-
“Ooh Big Mac~~!”
Big Mac? Twilight’s spell stops mid-glow and she leans up against the wall. Sure she must have imagined it. Some sort of stray memory that echoed Big Mac’s name in her head. Using Applejack’s tone…her accent… and inflection. And what an inflection! It almost sounded like she was-
“Aaaahn! Hmmm~ Don’t stop~”
*GASP* N-N-NO WAY! Twilight’s mind flew into a frenzy, thoughts criss-crossing, zig-zagging and bouncing around so much that she had to clasp her hooves over her mouth to keep herself from yelling some obscenity that would give her away. What could she have stumbled upon on this day of all days? One of her best friends in the throngs of… lovemaking? I-impossible! Applejack had rarely expressed an interest in any pony, much less any stallion she was aware of. If anything, she figured her and Rarity would- but no, with every clue at her disposal, she knows exactly who is on the other side of this wall.
Applejack and Big Mac!
Twilight’s eyes suddenly lock onto something that cause her thoughts to freeze in place. A streak of light… a near celestial ray bursting through a hole in the wall. She swallowed a lump in her throat. The ringing in her ears started to subside, slowly being replaced by everything she expected to hear if it was, in fact true… that Applejack was on the other side of this wall… having sex with her brother, Big Mac.
She leaned forward, inching closer to the light. Her heart started to beat faster and faster. She was so curious. Oh so curious. She had never seen ponies enthralled in passionate bliss from the outside looking in. It would be something so different… so sadistically satisfying to see sex from a different point of view. Her last time was months ago and she swore she would not think of it ever again. It was a secret. She could not allow herself to remember it.
The hole was big enough for her to see through, and the dim light from the other side was just enough to see the incredible drama unfolding before her.
Applejack would not say that she was used to being a submissive type of pony. Besides Maude, she considered herself the strongest Earth Pony this side of Equestria. She once nearly completed an entire applebucking harvest season all by herself, and that wasn't a feat that just anypony could perform. She could take on a chimera without breaking a sweat…
Yet here she was. Her body dripping with sweat. Hooves clenched and digging into the floor as she allowed her defenses to drop down, to be dominated by her older brother. Around a certain time of the month, the heat was simply too much, and that instinctual sense of release was something she could not ignore. It messed with her head something fierce, so she turned to the only stallion who had the same needs that she did.
That first time she saw his horsecock, it stiffened and clamped between his hooves as he pleasured himself in the solitude of his room. She was willing to let things be, it was his business after all. But one night, he let his tongue slip.
“Applejack…”
That was all she needed to hear. Their first night together was carefully orchestrated around a trip that Granny Smith and Applebloom were going to make to Appaloosa. Twilight and the others would be taking care of some friendship quest elsewhere in Equestria. They were going to be alone for the first time… not unlike when they were fillies. They were adults now, with adult wants, and adult needs. They broke Big Mac’s solid oak bed that night, and they had no idea how to explain what happened.
From there it was a matter of finding the time to do this kind of thing in secret. This night was no different. The storm was the perfect cover, and the excuse to check on the barn was a stroke of genius. Big Mac was already waiting for her when she arrived, his stiffening cock dangling between his legs ~ ever enticing and ready for her. She parted her legs slightly and her aroma struck him instantaneously.
His body shuddered as he stepped forward, his every hoofstep thundering around the barn. Applejack quickly stopped him and made sure to clear the rest of the way for him. Another incident like the one with his bed, and they would have to come up with a better excuse to explain any damage made to the barn. “Easy there, big boy. Best to leave the trottin’ to me. Come on now… relax.”
Big Mac sat down, lowering his head to meet Applejack muzzle to muzzle. Their hot breaths mingled for a moment, and Applejack tipped herself upward to kiss him. She hummed quietly as he kissed her back, his larger tongue overpowering her’s and sliding into her mouth. He loved the taste of her kisses… always apples. She climbed up onto him, the light pressure prompting him to lean back until he shifted his body and ended prone on his back. With an unapologetic nip of his lower lip, Applejack was finally able to break away from the kiss.
She trailed away from his muzzle, trailing soft kisses against his jaw and neck before laying flat against his chest, her ear trained against the center where his heart beat like a thundering drum. It was rhythmic, excited, and hypnotizing~ a heart large enough to carry the love of his entire family. It was what she loved so much about him, his unyielding dedication to loving and protecting their family as long as he had a single breath in his body. He would surely make a mare very happy someday.
For now however.. she knew she was the only one on his mind, and her feelings mirrored his in every way. Her throbbing heat would be quenched in due time, but first, she needed to prime him up. The storm would not last long, and she could not let Big Mac go the usual eight rounds with her. Something she had picked up was that giving him a proper blowjob knocked a few rounds out of him. She could not understand why this would happen, but then it struck her like an apple falling off a tree.
HE LOVES IT.
So much so that his body cums harder than during any other activity. When she finally settles down between his legs, she looks past his member and meets his eager eyes. Sugarcube, yer’ gonna love this. She was going to try something new… and the storm was the perfect filter to keep the kin from hearing his reaction. Her nose traced the base of his shaft, a clever lure to make him think that was going to start licking him from the base. She dips lower and scoops one of his balls into her mouth coupling it him a dull hum.
“OOOOH APPLEJACK! MMMNNNN!!” Big Mac rarely spoke, but when he did, his voice could carry on for several blocks. He gasped, cursed, and writhed, his hooves clenching and grinding into the floorboard in an effort to keep himself from touching his sister while she continued. It was their one rule. She would let him know if she was okay with him touching her while she blew him.
Her wet tongue traced around his sensitive balls before finally running up the underside of his shaft. Every time she pulled back, a trail of saliva connected her lips to his trembling cock ~ she couldn’t help that she was a drooler. Her hooves massaged him as she focused on the tip of his cock, a bulbus swollen head with sensitive nerves and dripping with precum. She kissed the tip of his head, suckling away the precum, and flailing her tongue into the opening.
His frustrated groans and moans were so cute. She licked and lapped away at him, covering his member in saliva and remembering to garnish his balls with attention now and then. She was so happy to know that he loved this~ he really really loved this. The more times his hooves slammed against the floor, the more she knew that he wanted to touch her- to hold her head and force her down on him. That would be against the rule though. If she was going to do this for him, she needed to go at her pace.
Her lips curved over the edge of his flared tip before finally engulfing him into her mouth. A well trained gag reflex prevented her from choking immediately. She gave him a quick thrust down her throat and release him. Back to the tip, a few licks and then another try, but only half way. She licked and sucked around his head, slowly training herself to fit more of him inside her. She kept humming once in a while, sending vibrations that she knew would shake him to his core. He was moaning and trying to keep quiet at the same time. He didn’t have much left to go…
Moving up and down the length of his cock, she finally took him as deep as she could locking her lips at the base and holding him as she moaned. Big Mac shot up, his hooves reaching for her as he held her in place and he finally ejected his cum into her throat. With a deep groan, he bucked in successive rounds as he pumped cum into his sister’s mouth. He briefly looked down to see her face and he marveled at the way her eyes rolled into her head. She gagged a little bit and in a final act of defiance, she pulled herself back to release his cock from her mouth.
Applejack gasped for breath, her mouth open and eyes finally focusing and basking in the sweet heat of her brother’s seed as he squirted cum all over her face. Big Mac’s quivering cock twitched again and again, his stream of cum slowly subsiding until all that was left was the wondrous view of his sister covered in hot cum. He loved how she wasted no time to start cleaning herself, licking and lapping at the cum dripping from her fuzzy cheeks and glazed around her hooves. She cradled him gently as she cleaned him up, swallowing every drop she could find and capping things off with a view of her mouth and tongue. Clean as Winona after a bath on a hot Summer day.
“Applejack… I love you.”
She crawled up on top of him and kissed him, “I know that, you bug lug. How’s about you really show me? Storm’s still goin’. You got a few more rounds in ya, right?”
And that’s how she got here. Hot, sweaty and on all fours with Big Mac’s huge dick thrusting in and out of her without abandon. He had already cum inside her two more times, and she guessed she was going to climax in one or two more rounds. She was moaning and gasping recklessly now, a far cry from their earlier attempts to keep quiet. It was the danger of being caught, the passionate release they felt every time they lost themselves in the moment. Her hooves dug into the ground as Big Mac increased his pace, thrusting hard and harder until~~
“Aaaaaahhhn!!! Big Mac! Buuu~~uck~ Mmmmnnnnnn~~!” He came inside her again. She could feel him feeling her up, and the subtle overflow that eventually dribbled out of her as he finished. Her legs were turning to jelly, and she dropped down when Big Mac pulled out and dropped down next to her. She relaxed against him and nuzzled her nose into his chest, “Big Mac… one more time… I’ll be on top this time.”
“Ya’ll sure about that? I can… you know…” He knew he often drove Applejack to her physical limit. At times like these, he always offered to help her climax- but she was pretty stubborn to let him help. She kissed him as she turned him onto his back and settled herself onto his waist.
“Don’t ya’ll worry about me, sugarcube. Mmmnnnn… I need you, Big Mac. One more time. Buck my wild, big boy.” She raised her hips high enough to line herself up to her brother’s cock, carefully savoring the swollen tip as he pushed her lips apart. His cum from the earlier session dribbled out, lubricating him as she slowly lowered herself down on him. She grit her teeth, gasping as the full girth of his member pushed and stretched the inside of her body as she fit him all the way inside her. With a final ecstatic moan, she finished taking his entire length, and the unsightly bulge poking out of her waist was proof of that. As she opened her mouth to coo and gasp, she could feel herself drooling again.
Big Mac lifted his hips against her and started pumping in and out of her slowly. With every inch that went in and out, the pleasure held between them began to intensify. Applejack’s hair band had long been tossed aside and her blonde hair whipped back and forth as she rode him, becoming messier and messier. Her cute face broke out in a deep blush that accented her freckles, adding more features for Big Mac to admire as she lost herself in indescribable bliss.
“Ah! Mnn~ Aaaghhn~~! Big Mac~ Imma~ Oooh~!”
He bucked harder and harder, matching her hips as she came down on him. The numb feeling in his hips, the lack of comprehensible dialogue, and the dull train of thought that only echoed , “More! More! More! More! MORE!” - he was getting closer and closer to his final release. He settled his hooves on Applejack’’s thighs alongside her cutie marks. A slight pinch was all she would need to feel to know that he was about to cum.
“Applejack-” Three.
“Cum~ Big Mac~ Aaahn~!!! Go on now~Oh Celestia!” Two.
“MMmmm- FUCK~~!!!” One.
With his hooves holding her in place again, and a final thrust, Big Mac came firing his load of hot seed into Applejack’s womb. With a prolonged scream of pleasure, Applejack came with him, a fitting climax of pulse pounding bliss and ecstasy which had no equal in any plane of existence as far as they were concerned. His horsecock twitched and throbbed for several moments in tandem with her muscles as she continued to squeeze herself around him.
Applejack’s body surrendered itself to exhaustion as she fell upon her brother’s body. He cradled her sleeping form and pulled himself out of her. She was filled to the brim, overflowing with cum that pooled onto the floor between her legs. It was a satisfying sight. With a single kiss on the forehead, Big Mac settled down next to her, drifting off to sleep while they recovered their strength after their wondrous and splendid evening.
