Author's Note

This story takes place during and directly after “The Super Speedy Cider Squeezy 6000” in Season 2. It's a piece I promised long ago to a friend. Better late than never, I guess. Hope you enjoy it!

Cover art is by krazykari. I had a devil of a time finding a decent sfw RainbowMac picture

Getting Rainbow's Cider

As Granny Smith sorted the apples, Big Mac churned the massive crank for the apple press. The crank was almost as tall as Big Mac himself, but he worked the machine with gusto and determination. His sweat-soaked shirt clung to his chest, his cargo shorts riding low on his hips. Goggles kept the sweat and the stray pulp out of his eyes. The only time he stopped cranking was long enough to switch out the barrels under the spout.

“Um, Ms. Mayor, are honorary family members allowed to help in the competition?” He heard Twilight ask. With a shake of his mane, Big Mac cleared his head. Regardless of the Mayor's decision, he could not stop. The farm had been in the Apple family for generations, and he'd be damned before losing it to these two show-off little –

“Well, I'm not sure. Flim, Flam, would you object to honorary family members helping?” Ms. Mayor asked.

“Are you kidding?” Flim taunted.

“We don't care if the whole kingdom of Canterlot helps. It's a lost cause.” Flam took a long draw from his cider mug.

“Then I guess it's okay...” Ms. Mayor told Twilight. “Applejack, what do you think?”

Applejack bucked another tree. Applebloom scrambled to gather the fallen apples and rush them to Granny. “I think I'd love to have the rest of my family helpin' out.” Applejack almost gasped out the words. Then she whipped her brow and bucked the next tree.

Big Mac almost grinned. He knew that Twilight, Rainbow Dash, and the others accomplished amazing feats all by themselves. With them helping, the Apple family stood a chance. The next thing he knew, Rainbow Dash stood in front of him, stripped down to a sports bra and her snug joggling pants. She offered him a bottle of water and a Dragon energy drink. “Guzzle down, Big Mac. I'll work the press while you recharge.”

Big Mac took the drinks with a thankful nod. Despite Rainbow Dash's lithe form, she grabbed the crank and spun it with almost as much speed and force as Big Macintosh. Not to be outdone, he downed the two drinks, peeled off his soaked shirt, and tossed the empty containers aside. In only a matter of seconds, the pair set up a rhythm of working the crank back and forth. The pattern moved the crank faster than either of them could do alone. Plus, it kept both of them from getting too tired since each of them was only doing half the pumping.

Fluttershy flew through the trees as fast as Applejack could buck them. With Applebloom's and Pinkie's combined energy and acrobatics, the apple bushels gathered around Rarity and Granny with astonishing speed. Rarity, used to working on tight deadlines, sorted the barrels with both speed and grace. Twilight capped the barrels and switched them out. Spike kept an eye on the time and helped Twilight keep track of how much cider each side barreled up. Rainbow Dash and Big Mac kept working the pumps. Her wings pulled tightly to her body. Big Mac could not quite match her speed. However, his sheer size and years of hard work on the farm gave him the strength that Rainbow Dash lacked. Together, they squeezed out barrel after barrel.

“They're catching up to us. We've got to pick up the pace.” Worry filled Flim's voice.

Flam's eyes filled with panic. “Right! Double the power!” The Super Speedy Cider Squeezy 6000 pulled up apples, trees, bracken, and dirt all at once.

Flim looked through the Apple Selection Window. “Too many apples are being declined! We've got to try something else!”

A grin spread across Flam's face. “I've got it, brother of mine!” He turned off the Apple Selector. Every bit of apple and debris sped into the machine's juicer.

“Gah! We don't have time for quality control if we're gonna win this thing!” She shoved the crank back to Big Mac and darted to Granny and Rarity.

Big Mac grunted. The crank slammed into his hands. With a snort, he wrestled the machine to keep the speed going.

“Git back, you!” Granny waved Dash away. “One bad apple spoils the bunch.”

“We'll just have to work harder, everypony!” Twilight shouted encouragingly.

“All right then. Double time!” Dash downed her last Dragon and raced back to the crank. “Sorry about that, Big Mac.”

Big Mac pushed the crank back to her. “'S'aright.”

The pair pushed the press as fast as it could go. The moment the Mayor called “Time's up!” Dash and Big Mac collapsed, panting for breath. The crank spun around two or three times before stopping.

“Flim and Flam win!” Ms. Mayor called out.

“What??” everypony called out in surprise.

“Too bad, Apples,” Flim goaded them.

Flam added, “Guess you'll just have to find a new line of work that doesn't match your names quite so perfectly.”

“Now should we tear down all these tacky old buildings and put new ones up, brother?” Flim asked as he looked out over Sweet Apple Acres.

“I don't see why not, brother.” Flam shot the Apples a look of smug triumph. “After all, this isn't Sweet Apple Acres anymore.” He pulled out a sign. “How about Flim Flam Fields?”

Rainbow Dash ran towards the pair. “I oughta press you into jerk cider!!”

AJ held her back. “No, Dash. A deal's a deal.” The Apple family turned to their old house. “Come on, Apples. Let's go pack our things.”

The eyes of everypony around teared up. Sure, it's a great thing to finally have enough cider for all of them, but Sweet Apple Acres was a Ponyville institution. Applejack helped save Ponyville more than once. Granny Smith's kindness and wisdom helped many a pony. And there were no more dependable and kind ponies than Big Mac and Applebloom. To have to stand by and watch as the Apples walked away dejectedly hurt more than words could express.

“Fear not, everypony. There's enough cider to go around!” Flim called out. Flam chuckled heartily.

“Go ahead, everypony,” AJ encouraged them. “It's okay.”

The Apples had not even made it down to their house when the sounds of “Ugh!” and “That's disgusting!” and “Ew!” filled the air.

“I can't get the taste off my tongue!”

“Mine's got rocks in it!”

“I wouldn't pay one bit for this dreg!”

Big Mac motioned for the rest of the Apples to wait. Flim and Flam kept knocking down the prices of their cider, but with every offer, they were met with growing resentment from the citizens of Ponyville. Not only had these crooks tried to sell them the worst cider they ever had, but they also tried to chase the Apples out of Ponyville.

“Looks like no pony wants our product.” Flim shuffled his legs.

“Next town?” Flam asked.

Flim grabbed the Flim Flam Acres sign. “Next town.” They hopped on their Super Speedy Cider Squeezy 6000 and roared away.

***
Once everypony had their fill of Sweet Apple Acres Cider, Fluttershy, Rarity, Twilight, Dash, and Pinkie stayed on to help the Apples clean up. Granny Smith treated them all to an authentic Apple Family Feast. As everypony else sat around the table talking and unwinding, Big Mac walked out to the field. He picked up his discarded shirt and drink containers when he heard wings flapping behind him.

The large stallion turned around just as Rainbow Dash dropped to stand beside him. “I'm sorry about runnin' off and makin' you crank alone.”

Big Mac shrugged. “S'okay.”

Dash looked at Big Mac's chest in the dimming light. “Ohmygosh is that a bruise? Did the bar hit you that hard?”

“Had worse.” Big Mac rubbed the spot. It felt a bit tender under his touch but nothing that shouldn't be alright in a day or two.

“Still...” Dash shuffled on her feet a bit. “Whatcha doin' out here anyways? I figured you'd be in there partying.”

“Still wound up.” Big Mac tossed the containers into a recycle barrel and threw his shirt over his left shoulder. “Besides,” he gave a small smile, “a' don't much like parties.”

Together they walked towards the south fields. “I love parties! Dancing and cider and games – maybe a bit of sweaty fun, if ya know what I mean.” Dash's wings popped out just a bit. “It's a great way to unwind.”

“'Sweaty fun?'” Big Mac gave her a sideways look.

“Oh my gosh. You mean you never had sweaty fun??”

“Ah.” Big Mac nodded, understanding. “Ah fucked before, yeah.”

“Oh yeah?!? Who with?”

Big Mac shook his head. “Ain't tellin'.”

Rainbow Dash elbowed him. “You big liar.”

“Nope.”

“Alright then, prove it.” Dash walked in front of Big Mac. She turned to face him, her wings spread. “Show me what you got.”

Big Mac let out a small laugh. “Yer kiddin'.”

“Nope. I could use a good fuck after today. Let me see what you got.” Before Big Mac could object, Dash grabbed the sides of Big Mac's shorts and yanked them down. Her eyes widened at the large size of his balls and the width of his sheath. “Not...not too bad, I guess. I've seen better.”

Another laugh came from Big Mac, this time a bit louder. “Nope.” She reached down. His sheath was bigger around than her tiny hand. “See?”

“This ain't nothin'.” Dash regained her composure. She wrapped both hands around his sheath and stroked the stallion. “Let's see it.” In no time, Big Mac's shaft poked out. Dash's eyes widened. The tip was as wide as her whole hand! But Rainbow Dash wasn't about to back down. She stroked faster and harder. Within minutes, a length as long as her arm throbbed in front of her, dripping thick drops of juice.

“Lemme see.” Big Mac nodded down at Dash's jogging pants.

“You wanna see?” /I got 'em now,/ Dash thought. She turned around and leaned against a nearby tree so she could pull her pants completely off. The pegasus bent over, her tail raised and her legs barely spread, giving Big Mac a perfect view of her tight, tone ass and her dampening, trimmed mound. /Most stallions bust their nuts in 20 seconds after seeing my tight body./ Her thoughts quickly broke. Strong arms grabbed her hips. Big Mac's tongue slid between her legs. The long, rough muscle hit the tip of her clit and covered her entire slit. The larger stallion held her in place, running his tongue back and forth against her sensitive flesh. The scent of her body filled Big Mac's nose. Precum dripped from his rapidly-hardening cock. “No...no fair. I wasn't ready...”

“Stop?” Big Mac asked her now-soaked snatch.

“Sweet Celestia, no! I mean, that's cool...” Big Mac licked harder and faster, the flat of his tongue spreading her nether lips. Dash grabbed the tree. Bark bit into her hands, but the pleasure of Big Mac's tongue distracted her from the pain. She ground her hips in time with his licks, fucking herself on the earth stallion's tongue. Big Mac nuzzled her legs open a bit more and pushed his tongue inside her. Dash's hands dug into the tree's bark. “Damn, that's almost as good as AJ...”

Big Mac stopped long enough to say “Eeyup” before fucking Rainbow Dash with his tongue. With each push of his tongue, he grabbed the smaller woman's hips, pulling her into each thrust. A husky whimper escaped from Rainbow Dash. Her juices ran down his throat and splashed across his muzzle. Big Mac lapped it all up, not wanting any of it to go to waste. The hungry, attentative cleaning made Dash come again. When Big Mac finally let her go and stood up, Dash leaned against him. “Is...is that all you got?”

“Nope.” Taking her hand, he guided Dash to the nearby barn. “Ready?”

“For what?” Big Mac lifted the muscular pegasus as if she weighed nothing and propped her against the back of the barn. Dash wrapped her legs around the stallion's hips. Her wings spread out to their full size, helping to brace her against the side of the barn. His tip rested against her folds.

“Ready?” he asked again.

“Do it, Big Mac!” She dug her feet into the small of his back. The stallion pushed his tip into Rainbow Dash. With a moan, she went slightly limp in his grasp. “So thick...”

Big Mac didn't stop there. Each thrust pushed more and more into her. When she felt the natural circle on his cock pop into her, she came. The sounds of their grunts and pants filled the forest. Birds and small animals fled the unusual intrusion into their night. The smell of sweat and sex filled their noses and dripped into their fur.

“I did it!” Dash gasped between thrusts. “I took it all.”

“Nope,” Big Mac whispered in her ear.

Dash's world went white. She felt him pierce her so deeply she thought for a moment she could feel it in her throat. “Bigger than Lightning Streak,” she managed to say when the world righted itself again.

And still Big Mac kept bouncing Rainbow Dash on his cock. “Eeyup.”

She gave him a hungry, aggressive kiss, smearing her muzzle into her juices clinging to his face. “Now I know where to go when I need a really good rut.” Dash nipped his ear.

Big Mac slammed her so hard his balls slapped against her backside. “Eeyup.”

Dash tightened her hold on Big Mac. Her vagina gripped his shaft. “It's your turn, stud. Fill me up.” She prodded his tight back with her heels, spurring him on.

Big Mac gave no reply. Instead, he leaned into her, pinning her completely against the barn. With animalistic hunger, Big Mac used Rainbow Dash's cunt. He let out a whinny in mid-thrust. Big Mac's cock exploded. The force of his ejaculation, the smell of his musk and sweat, the sensation of being pinned and used – all of it flooded Rainbow Dash's senses. She came with him, her juices making it easier for him to fuck her and pump even more seed inside her. Drops of their joined cum fell onto Big Mac's hooves and the grass beneath them.

Dash's eyes half-opened. There was a steady, hypnotic beat in her left ear. Stretching out her tense legs, she felt grass and dirt against them. She turned her head to find herself half-resting on top of Big Mac as he stretched out on the grass. His eyes closed. His muzzle was curled up in a satisfied grin. “You awake?” she asked.

“Eeyup,” he replied, his eyes still closed.

“That. Was. Amazing!” she crooned. Her wings fluttered to show her excitement, only to tense up and cramp a bit. “Now I'm all sticky and stiff, though.”

Big Mac motioned to a walled-off area attached to the back of the barn. “Shower?”

“Great idea.” She untangled herself from Big Mac's embrace and peeled off her sports bra. Dropping the bra on Big Mac's chest, she dashed to the shower. The surprisingly warm water dug into her muscles, releasing the tension from each of them in turn. Rainbow Dash rolled her shoulders and stretched out her wings as best as the stall allowed. The door opened slightly.

Big Mac poked his head in. “Got yer clothes an' a towel here.” He started to close the door.

“Come here, ya goof.” Big Mac walked in. The stall was just big enough for Big Mac, so it was a bit of a tight fit with them both. The stallion took down a scrub brush and soap from a shelf in the shower. He motioned for Dash to turn around. With her back to him, the farm pony scrubbed Dash's back. “How'd you learn to relax wing muscles?” she asked over her shoulder.

He gave Dash the same cryptic smile. “Here n' there.”

“Fine. Don't tell me,” Rainbow Dash huffed.

Big Mac kissed her shoulder. “Don't be mad.”

“Keep your secrets, then.” Dash turned and poked Big Mac in the chest. “But don't expect me to come crawling back to you or telling you all the ponies I've fucked.”

“Deal.” He put up the scrub brush.

Rainbow Dash looked down. Big Mac's length hung, full and thick, against his leg. With a playful sparkle in her eyes, she took the soap. “You missed a spot.”

“I did?”

Dash knelt down and scrubbed the sweat and sex from Big Mac's legs and thighs. At the same time, she wrapped her muzzle around the thick tip of Big Mac's cock. The stallion moaned. His strong hands rested on her shoulders. Relaxing her throat, she took down nearly half of Big Mac's shaft. He grunted, his hands digging into Dash's mane. With a predatory growl, Dash fucked Big Mac with her mouth, her soapy hands groping his balls. Big Mac let out another whinny. Jet after jet of thick cum pumped out of his hose. Rainbow Dash swallowed again and again, but more kept coming. Thick glops of sperm leaked out of her muzzle and on to her taut, pert breasts and perky nipples.

Finally, Big Mac let go of Rainbow Dash. He leaned against the shower stall, gasping as the last of his orgasm spurt on to the ground. “Yes! 20 seconds! I still got it!” Rainbow Dash proclaimed around her cum soaked muzzle.

Big Mac laughed.
***
“This doesn't mean we're dating or anything, so don't get all lovey-dovey on me.” Rainbow Dash told Big Mac as they dressed.

“Nope.”

“And just because you're a good fuck, don't think I'll come crawling every time you need to get off, you hear me?” Dash tucked her breasts into her sports bra.

“Nope.”

“...although, I might be willing to come see you again from time to time...maybe, you understand.” The pegasus almost met Big Mac's eyes.

Big Mac smiled at her. “Eeyup.”