Sweet Apple Romance

It was a beautiful day in Ponyville, the sun beaming down on the denizens of the land all happy and carefree, no pony was miserable.

“Yeeeeeeeeeeeeooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!” well except one pony. “That hurts!” A deep voice cries out in pain, it was Big Mac he was stuck in bed with bandages around his crotch area.

“That’s whatcha get!” a female voice responds, this one belonging to his sister Applejack. “I told ya if your gonna be gripping your snake, don’t tug too hard!” she chastises him. He did get into this situation while he was alone and stroking himself just a bit too much and low and behold pulled his groin. “And figures this happens right when it’s about to be Zap apple season,” Applejack finishes.

“Don’t worry bout the harvest, Granny Smith has already hired a hand to come help,” Big Mac explains.

“Ugh great, that’s gonna set us back,” Applejack groans, despite the fact that Filthy Rich does pay them handsomely for their Zap apple jam they need all hooves they can to harvest it.

“Nah, Filthy heard about it and offered to help pay for a hired hoof to help us complete the harvest,” Big Mac tells her.

“Well...alright then, so what are you gonna do?” Applejack asks him.

“Oh I’m just gonna stay here all bedridden and what not,” he says with a slight smile.

“Well since you are, you won’t mind if I take these then,” Applejack smiles back reaching under his bed to pull out a various amount of dirty magazines. Seems like Big Mac had quite the collection hidden away with different copies of Playcolt, Stallion’s Quarterly, Clopmaster’s United and Big Book of Plot.

“W-wait, I need those!” Big Mac complains as he tries to grab or stop Applejack but fails as she shuffles out of reach.

“Now, now you can’t exactly enjoy these fully, so I will get rid of them for ya,” Applejack happily say leaving a mopey Big Mac as she takes off to hide these from him.

She makes her way to her room throwing the huge stack of porno magazines in her closet for safekeeping and locking them away to maybe never see the light of day again. With a sigh Applejack soon starts getting ready for a long day of work. She quickly puts on her usual attire which consists of a pair of daisy dukes which hugged her thick thighs and was able to contain her firm bum, a red plaid tied up shirt that showed off plenty of cleavage and held her F cup girls up high with pride and to top it off her famous stetson. She smiles at herself in the mirror before deciding to head out and getting to work, after all time was short and they needed to harvest all of them.

“Hey sis!” Applebloom says running to catch up while Applejack was heading downstairs.

“Hey Applebloom, ready for a big day of work?” Applejack asks, she knew everypony had to carry their weight and then some.

“Yup, also any idea why Big Mac is crying upstairs?” Applebloom asks hearing some faint sobbings coming from upstairs.

“Oh… uh well he lost a few very close possessions of his,” Applejack explains trying to avoid putting some lewd things into Applebloom’s head.

“Oh you took away his porno magazine stash, gotcha,” Applebloom says with a wink. Causing Applejack to put on a shocked look.

“Where did you learn such terms young lassy?” Applejack questions as Applebloom heads out, most likely to get started on the harvest.

Applejack soon heads out and gets to work, bucking numerous trees of the rare zap apples. She kept an eye on the road wondering when this hired help would show up. But worked hard to get as much as she can done as if trying to pick up Big Mac’s slack.

After an hour of hard work, Applejack spots somepony in a sleeveless hoodie and shorts walking up to the farm.

Hopping over the wooden fence she greets him

“Howdy are you the hired help? I’m Applejack,” she says extending a hand out.

“Yeah I am, name’s Magma,” he says shaking her hand.

“Pleasure to meetcha,” she says before pulling her hand back and showing him around. “Now I don’t know if Mr. Rich told you but we need to harvest all or as many of these as we can,” Applejack explains.

“Yeah I was given a brief run down of the job,” Magma replies looking over the vastness of apple trees. “Mind showing me where you want me to work, or do you prefer me just picking a random spot?” Magma politely asks her.

“Sure, follow me,” she responds with a smile before taking him to the region of the farm Big Mac usually handles.
“Alright, this here is the west side of the farm,” Applejack explains. “All ya gotta do is buck as many of the apples into the barrels and bring em back to the barn,” Applejack finishes.

“Sure I will get on it,“ Magma says with a wink, Applejack takes her leave turning around and heading back to her section if the farm. “Huh her ass is so fat you can see it from the front,” Magma wonders out loud as he gets to work using his magic to help harvest the rainbow colored apples. He soon starts fantasizing about Applejack and her bottom mainly of eating it out and then pounding it raw.

After about an hour and a half, Magma finishes harvesting the last of the apples before loading them into a cart and wheeling it over to the barn.

As he comes up to the barn a visible exhausted Applejack wipes away some sweat from her brow after pulling her cart up, not noticing Magma coming up to her until he sets down his wagon full of baskets filled with zap apples.

“Sweet sarsaparilla how many baskets did you bring in one cart!?” Applejack exclaims in shock.

“I dunno, it’s all the baskets around the trees I harvested,” he explains.

“Wait all of them?” Applejack asks astonished, he couldn’t have harvested all those apples in an hour and a half could he?

“Uh… yeah that’s what I was supposed to do right?” Magma says slightly confused.

“Well it usually takes us all day or even two days or longer!” she exclaims once more.

“It is a bit easier with magic,” he explains.

“I guess so, I still have three quarters of my trees left,” Applejack says before looking back. “Mind helping me out then since your free?” she asks him, to which he nods and follows.

The duo soon arrive as they both begin to get to work harvesting the zap apples in that region.

“So what brought cha to Ponyville?” Applejack asks him after bucking a tree.

“Eh, I come through here every so often in my travels,” he tells her. “Have you lived here all your life?” he asks her back.

“Yup born and raised,” Applejack happily replies. “And before you ask yes I’ve worked on the farm all my life too,” she mentions moving to the next tree.

“Ah got me there then,” Magma mentions with a smile. “I guess you already have a stallion in your life huh?” he says.

“Errr… well I don’t really get that much free time for dating,” she mentions, sounding a tad embarrassed now.

“Oh…” Magma says as an air of silence hung over the two. “Maybe we can change that,” Magma suggests causing another air of silence to hang over them.

“Are ya asking me out?” she replies, leaving him kinda stunned. He technically was and had been staring at her juicy rump, apple bucking thighs and perky melons. But he didn’t know how to respond to her exactly.

“Uhm… Is it bad if I was?” Magma asks, admittedly he was gonna try and take a shot at maybe getting her in the sack but dating could be even better.

“Well let’s finish work first, then talk about it,” Applejack says, not sure what to say after all. She had never been on a date before or been asked out, plus there was still work to be done, so maybe it’s best to think about it after.

“Yeah your right,” Magma says before going back to work.

After about an hour the two manage to harvest the remaining zap apples in record time, before hauling them back to the barn.

“Hot dog, I’d never imagined we’d get two thirds of the harvest done this fast!” Applejack exclaims as she hauls the cart with the zap apples into the barn.

“Yup it was a pretty easy job I must say,” Magma chimes in happy they got the work done.

“I guess for somepony who can use magic it is,” Applejack remarks. “And to answer your question earlier, it’s a yes,” Applejack says giving Magma a kiss on the cheek. “I’ll be ready at seven, try not to be tardy,” she says sweetly before heading off to check on Applebloom.

With that Magma headed back to the place he was staying at. Unsure of what to do on this date with Applejack, maybe a dinner date somewhere? Or a trendy dance club apparently DJ Pon-3
is playing at a club tonight

He flops onto his bed thinking before his mind drifts back to Applejack mostly lewd thoughts of him having a taste of her ‘apple’. Kneeling down he licks her sopping wet cunt before thrusting his muzzle into her eating her out, and tasting her sweet sweet juices.

“Fuuuuck…” he says to himself getting turned on by his own fantasies with a tent popping up in his shorts. He quickly fishes it out and begins stroking his mass letting his lewd perverted fantasies continue.

He then lays himself down on the bed with his cock raised like a flag pole demanding to be saluted. Applejack delicately raises herself over the massive member of horse meat, her warm cunny just inches away breathing on his eager tip. His cock throbbing with each heartbeat as she lowers herself and slowly engulfs his twitching rod until she hits the base.

Magma starts panting his imagination running wild as his hand glides up and down his dick.

She then starts to ride him with a feverish passion. With constant plap plap plap each time she hits his base, her ass wobbling and her body starting to work up an intense sweat. Her huge melons bouncing along with her, each of them both in perfect sync. She moans louder and speeds her bounces each time leaving his hands to roam and grab onto her wide breeder like hips for leverage as he holds on for dear life itself. Inside his penis was being hugged tightly by her vaginal walls like a lost lover, aided by the copious amounts of pre cum and feminne juices lubing it up to seek out the tight love canal.

The two reach their peak together, with her crying out in ecstasy as her cunt turns into a vice determined to milk his cock for all it is worth. With no choice he unleashes a vicious torrent of seed into her flooding her depth full of his load. Leaving her with a warm filling sensation.

Unable to hold out any longer Magma grunts as a long shot of his cum goes flying into the air before raining down on him before another volley makes its way out with a third following close behind. He doesn’t stop his stroking until by the time the seventh shot flies free, he releases his now slimy member and lets it slowly soften and flop onto his stomach still leaking a bit of his goo and with a grin on his face and covered in cum. Surely this date will go well.