Sweet Apple Romance

After laying there taking a short nap with his load all over his stomach, Magma wakes up with a yawn and a stretch scratching his jizz covered. He quickly gets up to start getting ready and otherwise wash all his seed off him, he hadn’t really thought everything out but figured maybe dinner and then going dancing at a club would be the best choice for a date. After all, he wasn’t sure what she liked per se but trying new things is always exciting right? After a quick shower and picking out his lucky shorts and sleeveless hoodie, he was ready with about half an hour to spare. So he decides to head to the farm taking the scenic route and further plan out the night.

He makes his way through the town, as night has fallen and thus the denizens of the night have made their way out. Getting into all sorts of pleasures and entertainment the night has to offer, whether it be clubs, fine dining or some more...erotic adventures there all available to them.

Meanwhile at the farm…

“What should I wear?” Applejack asks herself, she has never been on a date so was there certain attire to wear? Is it suppose to be formal or casual wear? Who knows? She lets out a sigh before throwing her hands in the air. “Fuck it, I’ll just go with what I am in already,” Applejack decides before closing her closet.

“Sis if ya keep swearing, Granny Smith might wash your mouth out with soap,” Apple Bloom jokes walking in to her sisters room.

“Oh hush up bout that, I’m a grown mare,” Applejack says.

“So whatcha doing that’s got you questioning to get all dolled up?” Apple Bloom asks sitting on the edge of Applejack’s bed.

“Well ya remember that unicorn who helped with the harvesting’ this morning?” Applejack asks her.

“Oooo,” Apple Bloom starts. “He was pretty cute, maybe if you show give him a bit of keister, ya’ll will really hit it off,” Apple Bloom suggests.

“Apple Bloom!” Applejack exclaims. “Where did you learn such vulgarity?” she questions with an angry look on her face.

“From a magazine Scootaloo found called Fillies Today,” the younger sibling explains. “It’s a magazine that talks about gossip, dating advice and fashion,” she finishes explaining. “They even said you should try out this line with stallions when asking them on a date,” Apple Bloom says before getting up and whispering the line into her older sisters ear.

“That line is way too cheesy and would never work in a gazillion years,” Applejack says, who in Equestria would ever think a line like that would work? It’s so bad it’s almost cringeworthy.

“Well excuse me for tryna lend a helping hoof,” Apple Bloom responds in a sassy tone crossing her arms around her chest.

“Look I’m sorry, I’m just a tad nervous,” Applejack admits, to which Apple Bloom goes and hugs her.

“Don’t worry sis, it will all turn out just fine, I’m sure of it,” Apple Bloom tells her, to which Applejack returns the hug.

“You’re right, I shouldn’t be worried about all this,” Applejack says with a smile. The two stand there for a good minute before letting each other go. “Welp I best be off then,” Applejack says as she goes and grabs her trusty stetson.

“Have fun sis,” Apple Bloom tells her.

Applejack makes her way outside where she spots the familiar red unicorn walking up to the farm.

As he approaches he gives a small wave, to greet Applejack.

“Hey Applejack ready to go?” he asks her, but instead of responding she freezes for a minute with her voice stuck in her throat unsure of how to respond. Her brain going into overdrive and the nervousness returning, until she recalls the line Apple Bloom told her earlier.

“Hey stud! I’m looking for a stable relationship!” she blurts out, leaving a silence hanging in the air.

“Ummm...okay well uh wanna get going?” Magma awkwardly asks trying to quickly speed away from this.

“Uh sure,” Applejack says feeling mighty embarrassed, as the duo make their way to the first stop of their date.

They stop by a fancy restaurant called Chatte de cheval that recently opened up in Ponyville.

“Oooo this is one of them fine dining’ eating places,” Applejack says, licking her lips. “I bet the food here is the best!” She finishes saying, she has heard Rarity going on about places like this.

The two walk in and are immediately greeted by the waiter who shows them to their seat while handing them each two menus and pouring some water each for them. He takes off as quickly as he greeted them, leaving the couple to make their decisions for what to eat.

As soon as Applejack looks through she notices something, the prices for this stuff are expensive! And to top it off she doesn’t know half of what it is to boot, what is a wellington or risotto? This stuff is way too fancy, where are the hayburgers or the hayfries or something she knows! She looks up from the menu at her date wondering what he is thinking or expecting of her.

The waiter returns with a notepad to their table.

“So have you thought about what you would like?” He asks them.

“Uhhhhh…” Applejack says, clearly not prepared.

“Yes I’ll have one sphegetti plate please,” Magma casually says, closing his menu.

“I’ll have the same,” Applejack quickly adds, she knew what that is at least.

“Very good,” the waiter says before heading to the kitchen.

“So, aside from apples, do you have any hobbies or anything like that?” Magma asks her.

“Well I enter a lotta rodeos whenever I can,” Applejack explains.

“Wow so your a real cow mare huh?” he tells her.

“Yup, I can wrangle with the best of em,” Applejack says stroking her ego. “How about you? This your first time on a date?” she asks him, to which he pauses. He has been on dates but never sophistacated ones like these more like meet and then fuck type dates.

“Not really, I move around a lot so no time for serious dates,” he explains.

“Well that’s better then with what I deal with, most folk seem to think my family is keeping it in the family if you catch my drift,” Applejack explained, which was true. Many ponies questioned how all of them are well apple based and how all of the Apples work on farms that happen to also produce apples raised some red flags with them. Rumors like that were common around them which annoyed Applejack to a degree.

“Yeah I know what that means, yikes,” he replies, being able to empathize with her.

The waiter soon comes by bringing two piping hot plates of spaghetti and setting one down in front of them.

“Enjoy your meal,” he says graciously before taking off once more.

The two ponies soon dig in chowing down on the pasta, granted the two didn’t have the best table manners drawing the attention of the more sophisticated ponies seeing some ‘low class’ ponies acting undignified. But they didn’t care, they were enjoying their meal and company.

After a bit of time the couple are leaning back in their chairs with big smiles on their faces, and empty plates with stray traces of tomato sauce left.

“That sure was good eatings,” Applejack says with an unladylike burp. “Beg pardon,” she says blushing slightly.

“Glad you enjoyed it,” Magma says with a grin.

The waiter soon passes by with the bill, to which Magma pulls out a pouch and counts out just enough to pay the bill and a nice tip for the waiter too.

“Anyway come on the night is still young,” Magma excitedly says, getting up and taking her by the hand.

“Really? Where to now?” Applejack questions, being lead to their next destination..

They make their way down the street before locating a trendy club called The Clip Clop.

The duo make their way inside as loud dance music floods their eardrums to the point they can barely hear themselves talk unless they shout.

They make their way to the dance floor, as a neon floor panel shifts colors while other ponies dance, it is right up close to the speakers and near where the DJ is spinning her set.

“Wanna dance!?” Magma shouts as it is the only way she could hear him.

“Oh sure, let’s cut a rug!” Applejack replies as they soon get jiggy with it on the dance floor.

The two continue to dance, quickly breaking quite a sweat due to the powerful lights shining on them and them following the rhythm of the music. Often times though Magma notices himself getting too close with Applejack’s ass grinding against Magma’s crotch, he is unsure if she is doing this accidentally or purposely but it is getting him rather hot and bothered. Plus it doesn’t help her fat ass is constantly shaking as she throws her hips as well as her tits too, he soon finds his cock raising up as if it were waking from a long slumber. He bites his lower lip not sure what to do, he doesn’t exactly want to be sporting a huge boner let alone have her or anypony else notices it. Applejack however is too into as she bucks her hips back and lowering her gravity she feels it, poking against her expansive behind. She had never felt one up close like this, she is frozen in place with it still poking against her. Her mind is internally screaming unsure of what to do now or even what to say? Is she to laugh this off like “haha you got a big boner,” or is she to not say anything. And things were going so well, she was having so much fun, but there is one way to fix this. She has seen those magazines Big Mac has and how the mares deal with erections. What if she just helped him out and then they can go back to having fun? That would work right? No harm no foul and they can enjoy the rest of their evening. It’s worth a try, she tells herself and musters up the courage before gripping his hand and bolting off to the mare’s room with him in tow, a task made easy by her surprising strength.

As they make it into the restroom, which luckily is currently empty she drags him to the last stall before locking it, heavily panting from her dancing previously and what she is about to do.

“What was that all about? What are you-” he asks her as she drops to her knees and pokes and prods at his bulge.

“I felt your… you know when I was dancing,” she admits with a full face blush. “So I figured I’d help ya out,” she tells him taking a gulp of salvia before pulling his shorts down only to be smacked in the face by his cock. She recoils a bit and Magma tries not to laugh, she soon stares at his beast of a dick as it stands proud and tall. She soon works up the nerve to grasp his shaft giving it light pumps, she only knew of this from those dirty magazines but her instincts soon kick in with her craning her neck to give his tip a kiss. Her heart begins beating a million times faster it seems like as she slowly opens her mouth to take his head into her mouth, enveloping him with her warmth and wetness. This felt so right and might get better from here, maybe this wasn’t so wrong? Maybe this is what she has been missing out? Or maybe this is what her body needs.