For a moment Luna couldn’t find more words to say. What could she say anyway? It shouldn’t have been difficult since this moment was old friends reuniting after nearly fourteen years. The only thing was that one was still mortal while the other one wasn’t. Also the fact that the latter was wearing zero clothes didn’t help much either.

After another moment without saying anything, Pear Butter tilted her head while her expression turned one of concern.

“Are you alright? I didn’t mean to scare you or anything.”

Upon hearing this, Luna shook her head as she started coming to her senses again.

“No. It’s nothing like that,” she said, now able to form words and sentences. “It’s just… it’s felt like forever since we’ve last seen each other. A lot of distance has built up over these years without any possible way of contacting you since...since…”

“...since me and Bright died?” Pear finished with a sad smile. “Yes I’m aware that he and I are no longer on the living plane of existence. However that hasn’t stopped us from seeing how our kids have grown up. If only we could make contact with them since the barrier between our dimensions is weakened this time of year.”

“Why haven’t you though?”

Pear sighed.

“Because my in-law, Granny Smith doesn’t believe in an intermediate existence after death. You either go to heaven or hell immediately depending on your morals when you’re alive. She then fed that belief onto Applejack, Big Mac, and Apple Bloom as they grew so they were no longer open to us.”

“However we can sense that Apple Bloom still has some potential since she’s still young and has an open mind to all kinds of possibilities. But I wouldn’t want her to see us this way for a good reason.”

Pear indicated to her nude body as the point.

“Which brings me to the question: why are you naked?” Luna asked, cocking a brow. One of the things she knew about ghosts was that the clothes they wore was what they either died in, laid to rest with, or what they favored most in life. Nudity was hardly ever a preferred form to manifest with.

Pear’s cheeks turned a darker shade of blue aura as a sheepish grin formed on her face. If Luna didn’t know better, she’d swear that Pear was blushing; even as an incorporeal form of energy.

“Yeah funny story about that, and one we’d rather not tell our kids even if we could contact them. Promise me to keep this between only us and your sister. No doubt Bright Mac has already told her as we speak now.”

“Wait, what?” Luna asked now in complete surprise. She had no idea Bright Mac was here as well.

Before Luna had the chance to ask more questions, Pear’s eyes suddenly started to glow white after briefly closing them. The light from them got brighter and brighter, yet somehow Luna wasn’t able to shield her eyes from it as a force compelled her to stare blankly into the light before fully overtaking her vision.

***

2002

The scene playing out depicted a lone vehicle uneasily weaving side to side down a county road at night. The area seemed to be out of the city limits because there were no street lamps present. The road itself was desolate and made up of dirt. On either side were acre fields that stretched miles farther than what the eye could see. Of course since it was pitch black out, barely any of them could be seen except what the headlights were illuminating from the front.

The vehicle which appeared to be a dark red pickup truck stopped on a pair of hopefully abandoned railroad tracks. The driver of the vehicle; which just happened to be Bright Mac, turned off the ignition of his truck before leaning back in his seat taking a deep breath. He appeared to be in a state of mild intoxication which would explain why his driving wasn’t straight.

Across from the half used twelve-pack of beer in the passenger seat was an equally buzzed Pear Butter who took a last swig from a bottle before deliberately tossing it out the open window into the fair Autumn air.

“How ya feelin’, Buttercup,” Bright Mac asked. Despite being quite hammered at the moment, he still had a sense of concern for his wife.

“Like I’m on top of the world darlin’,” the orange-haired woman replied with a dazed and goofy smile on her face. Despite having downed the same amount of bottles as her husband, Pear obviously proved to be more of the lightweight.

“Ah think it’s best if we head for home now,” Bright said as he reached for the ignition to turn the car back on. “Ma and the kids are probably wondering where we are with the supplies. Ah believe I can make it.”

His hand was suddenly stopped by Pear’s before she pulled it over to her chest, instinctively prompting it to grope her.

“How about first we help each other pump out some of the booze in a more, special fashion?” she said while giving him bedroom eyes that he could never resist, and telling him what she had in mind.

If one thing Bright Mac knew; it was that his wife got really horny while under the influence. The same could be said for him as her action and expression of lust on her face caused his dick to practically spring to life, making his restraining underwear and pants already uncomfortable.

Without a second thought, he just nodded before hurriedly unbuckling the belt of his jeans before pulling them off. As he worked on getting his pants and shoes off, Pear worked on removing his upper body wear.

Soon enough, his well-chiseled torso was revealed along with his fully stiff and erected shaft. Seemingly without any kind of restraint, Pear lunged for and fully enveloped his dick into her mouth and down her gullet.

Bright gasped at the sudden hot and moist sensation encasing his shaft. The wiggling of Pear’s tongue alongside it helped add on to the pleasure.

Once she got herself more comfortable and adjusted, Pear bobbed her head up and down while steadily working herself further and further down to deepthroat her husband.

When the couple first had sex sometime after their official marraige, Pear had to take some time to get her body properly adjusted to his girth. She choked a few times while trying to give her first blowjobs, and it was painful to her vaginal walls when they had intercourse. Thankfully Bright Mac was patient and understanding that Pear was new to sex back then; and became both proud and astonished on her developing skills which brought her to now. Truthfully though she’s had a sexual encounter before back when she was a senior in high school… but it was with another girl, so it wasn’t quite the same with someone of the opposite gender at the start.

Once she finally managed to bottom him out, she lifted her head up until just the tip was being grasped by her lips before going back down, then up again at a rhythmic pace all the while sucking him off and fondling his balls with one hand.

Bright Mac moaned and writhed a bit at the pleasure his wife was giving him. To return the favor, he reached for the buttons of Pear’s blouse to undo them. Pear used her other free hand to provide some assistance until it slipped off her shoulders to reveal her lacy white bra, containing her precious fruits. Luckily Bright had both hands free to unhook the seal holding it onto her torso, although his concentration was fuzzy from the combo of booze and sexual bliss from Pear’s face fuck.

Once he finally got his grip steady, he undid the hook before slipping the constraining garment out from under her. Pear’s breasts jiggled a bit after being released from their prison, only then to be suddenly grasped by Bright’s hands.

He massaged the squishy flesh with both his fingertips and palms. The areolas were placed in between his middle and ring fingers where they were gently pinched and rubbed making Pear moan in delight on his cock, therefore adding on to his stimulation.

As Pear’s sucks became faster along with her grasp on his balls becoming more firmer, Bright Mac could feel the pressure of an orgasm building up. In response, he increased the massage speed and grasp on her breasts making her muffled moans all the more audible.

Before he was on the brink of cumming into her mouth, Pear suddenly released his dick. A coat of her saliva combined with a stream of precum leaking from the tip incased the entire shaft.

Bright groaned in disappointment and surprise at the sudden absence of the warm and wet feeling, but he knew it wouldn’t be that way for long as he looked to see Pear nearly ripping off her panties and jeans, presenting her already glistening womanhood to him.

“Finish inside me darlin’. I don’t care if it grants our children another sibling. I’m sure they wouldn’t mind,” Pear said with her tongue practically lolling out of her mouth from her libido.

Bright was too entranced by the moment to even think about what she said besides putting himself inside her. After properly aligning his cock with her opening, he pushed it in with little to no effort since both partners were already well lubricated. Pear screamed out in pleasure as the shaft moved her inner walls and as his tip poked her cervix.

It was then that both Pear and Bright Mac were engaged in a session of rough, but passionate intercourse on the front seat of his truck. Pear propped her head up on the side dashboard with one arm tucked behind it for support while wrapping the other one around his neck. She had both legs and feet criss-crossed over his rear-end to provide leverage and extra thrust propulsion.

Bright’s balls slapped frantically and audibly hard against Pear’s anal area making her cry out his name. Her breasts flapped with each thrust he put into her, along with making the entire vehicle rock with the force.

He was fucking her to the pace of a sound of a bell ringing that he could distinctly hear clearly along with Pear herself; but they were both too intoxicated with both lust and alcohol to properly analyze it. To them, it was a bell of passion that they were ringing and nothing more.

As they continued on, they could feel the pressure of their orgasms escalating, along with the sound of a warning horn blaring; but it was practically drowned out by the couples overlapping moaning and screaming.

When on the brink, Bright brought his head down to kiss and suck on Pear’s neck making her shriek, matching out the level of the increased volume of the horn. Since Bright’s head was down, he wasn’t aware of a bright light that was starting to flood through his window.

By this time though, it was already at the point of no return. As Pear’s hot secretional walls squeezed his cock as she climaxed, Bright gave a few more desperate thrusts before his own climax arrived.

However at the time the head of the first stream of Bright’s cum hit Pear’s cervix; an oncoming train that had been warning them to get off the track smashed into the side of the truck before dragging it for almost a mile.

The romping couple were killed instantly on impact.

***

By the time the vision ended and her sight properly restored, Luna found herself still in her room with Pear’s ghost still present. When she looked down, she was shocked to find one hand stuffed down the front of her pants and in her underwear. Apparently she had been rubbing herself off to the flashback that Pear gave her: although it was more of a porno with a bad ending. Regardless, Luna had been pleasuring herself to it.

She immediately pulled her hand out and wiped off a small amount of precum that coated the tip of her fingers onto the side of her pant leg.

“What on earth was that?” Luna exasperated, still in a state of disbelief.

Pear raised a brow at the rhetorical question.

“Well obviously how me and Bright died.”

“Yeah… but the news said you guys were killed by a drunk driver who was never identified.”

“That was only a cover up for the real story,” Pear explained. “Would you want to hear about two practically mangled nude corpses being discovered still interlocked in an explicit manner? I wouldn’t. I bet it was no holiday finding a way to seperate them either due to the stiffness.”

“Okay, okay I get it,” Luna said, putting her hands up while not wanting to picture any more disturbing imagery. “I just don’t understand why you two would do something so irresponsible that it would cost you your lives? You had so much time still ahead of you, along with children who still needed support and guidance. They weren't ready for their own parents to be gone yet.”

Pear could sense Luna’s anger in her energy along with her tone of voice. Still though she was right, and it made Pear feel ashamed. A single wispy tear formed in the corner of her eye.

“That’s just it,” she said, “we were still young by the time we gave ourselves to a commitment we were not yet ready for. As much as we loved our kids; looking after them while worrying about the farm at the same time took its toll on us. We were basically parents while still being kids ourselves: not ready for the biggest responsibilities and just wanting to have fun all the time… even though we were only in our early thirties.”

Luna felt herself calm down as Pear began softly crying to herself. Sure what Pear and Bright Mac did was selfish, but yet it was an understandable mistake. Since either her or Celestia weren't all there much during the couples marriage and family life due to pursuing their own post-college intents, Luna couldn’t help but feel guilty as well for not being there to offer any help she could.

Sighing, Luna walked over to Pear and sat on the edge of the bed right next to her. She then carefully reached to hand out to touch Pear’s shoulder. Miraculously, she managed to make physical contact with Pear’s form. The sensation of it on Luna’s palm and fingers was like touching an ice cube. When she lifted a couple of fingers up slightly, she saw that they were coated with a gooey substance which of course happened to be ectoplasmic residue.

She didn’t mind this however and prompted Pear to look at her.

“I’m sorry if I got mad at you. If only I knew the real story sooner, I would’ve been more understanding.”

Pear managed a smile while wiping her eyes dry while shaking her head.

“You had the right to. I deserved it. That and along with losing my life in a situation that could’ve been easily avoided. However what’s done is done, and now me and Bright are facing the eternal consequences for our actions.”

“Is there anything me and Celestia can do to help you two? Surely there’s a reason why you're still bound here, and it can only be resolved by fulfilling any unfinished business.”

Pear gave a thoughtful look before her gaze reverted to the lidded stare that she had when Luna first saw her.

“Well… there in fact is a way that you and Celestia can help us cross over; and I mean only you two.”

“Really? How?”

“I hope you won’t mind if I give you another vision. I promise this time it won’t have a horrific ending. Think of this one as a trip down memory lane.”

Luna was hesitant at this offer, but if it was the only way to help her friend and Bright Mac, then she didn’t have much of a choice.

Luna nodded before saying, “I won’t wind up with my hands down my pants again will I?”

Pear laughed before shaking her head.

“I can’t guarantee that, but you can at least take my hands to prevent it.”

She held out both her hands openly to allow space for Luna’s. As much as she didn’t want to see another supernaturally-induced mental smut film, no doubt it will give her the insight she needed to give her assistance.

Taking in a deep breath to prepare herself, Luna placed her palms in Pear’s hands before the latter squeezed them in her grip. Once again Luna’s sight was enveloped in a white light as Pear’s energy overtook her.

Author's Note

I've decided to split this story into now six or more chapters now since this chapter would've had quite an amount of words and clop; and I don't want to be held responsible for you guys having complications from overly-excessive fapping... also should a dark tag be added for how Bright and Pear went out?