Author's Note

Chapter contains: Human/Humanized, Incest, Unrealistic Anatomy, Harem/Polygamy, (MFF) Threesome, Vaginal Sex, Creampie

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Applejack and I had been down to our clearing many times, but this would be the first time that we brought a guest along with us. We slowly made our way through the trees to our destination, Applejack to my left, and Apple Bloom to my right. Occasionally, I snuck a peek at Apple Bloom out of the corner of my eye. She had her hands in her pockets and her head bowed slightly, her body language suggesting that she was not in the highest of spirits. Part of me wanted to reach out and give her a hug, but I managed to restrain the urge.

After the episode that had occurred the day before, she had spoken very little to either Applejack or myself. She had told us over and over how sorry she was for what she had said and what she had threatened to do, and over and over again we had told her that we had forgiven her. Still, her lingering guilt was written all over her face. I wanted to make her feel better, but at the same time, I didn’t want to make her feel worse by reminding her of the incident. We had all agreed to move on and start over with each other, so that’s what I planned to let her do.

We eventually reached the clearing, which appeared as peaceful as ever, the sun shining brightly and the trees rustling in the gentle breeze. Their leaves had begun the process of changing color in preparation for the coming of autumn, when bright green would be replaced with yellows and oranges. As tranquil as the place looked, however, something in the back of my mind still bothered me. I was used to going there with Applejack alone; being there with someone else, even someone as familiar to me as my own sister, still felt a bit awkward.

“Apple Bloom,” I said softly, “can AJ and I have a minute?” Apple Bloom looked over at me for a moment, then nodded silently, walking out to the middle of the clearing and sitting down on the ground. While she absentmindedly picked at the grass, I turned and faced Applejack.

Applejack looked at me lovingly and gave me a gentle smile. “How you doin’, big guy?” she said softly, reaching up and placing a hand on my cheek.

“I’m doin’ alright,” I said, smiling back at her and placing a hand on hers. “How ‘bout you?”

“Fine and dandy,” she said.

I took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. “AJ, are you really alright with this?” I said. “I know you said we shouldn’t leave her out of anythin’ anymore, but...do you really want her to be a part of this? Are you really okay with bringin’...another woman into the picture?”

Applejack chuckled softly, her smile widening. “Now don’t you start talkin’ like that too,” she said. “Love’s not a competition, not between family, remember? I already know you love me; I love you too, and nothin’ will ever change that. But now, we need to show Apple Bloom that we love her too, and that means we need to let her into our lives. I got no right to keep her away from you; you’re her brother too, after all. And...I can’t exactly say you shouldn’t do these sorts of things with your sister, now can I? You and I made each other a promise to be together, and as long as we both keep that promise...as long as we stay together...I’ll be alright.”

She leaned forward and pressed her lips against mine, and we shared a short, gentle kiss. As we parted, a smile returned to my lips, my concerns abated. Applejack took my hand and gave it a supportive squeeze, and together, we walked over and joined Apple Bloom. The three of us sat in a small circle on the grass, only a few feet apart from one another.

As we got situated, Apple Bloom sat up straight and took a deep breath. “Guys,” she said, looking down with a guilty expression on her face, “I just wanted to tell you that...I’m sorry, and not just for yesterday. I spent a long time bein’ mad at you two for no good reason. If I wanted you two to treat me different, I shoulda just said so. I coulda saved us all a whole lotta heartache.”

Applejack smiled at her, reaching out and placing a hand on her knee. “Its alright, sugarcube,” she said in a comforting tone. “That’s all in the past now. Besides, we’ve all had our problems bein’ honest about our feelin’s for each other.” Applejack gave me a sidelong glance, a knowing look in her eye.

I chuckled, remembering all the long years I had spent hiding my own feelings. “You can say that again,” I said.

“Anon and I made a promise that we’d be honest with each other about our feelin’s,” said Applejack. “Because of that, we never have to worry about hurtin’ each other. If there’s somethin’ one of us wants, we do our best to give it to them. And if there’s somethin’ they don’t want, we do what we can to avoid it. We want you to be a part of that too. That way, we never have to go through this again. If you want us to treat you a certain way, we’ll do it. Promise.”

Apple Bloom looked up at both of us in turn, a small smile appearing on her face. “Thanks, guys,” she said. “I promise I’ll be honest...from now on.”

“Good,” said Applejack. “The whole reason I invited you down here today is so that we could be more honest with you. I wish you hadn’t had to find out about us the way you did. I wish we coulda just talked you, explained it to you. That way...you might not have been so upset.” When Apple Bloom’s gaze dropped again, Applejack scooted over to her and put and arm around her. “I just want you to understand. I want you to understand what sorta relationship Anon and I have. I think, if you understand us better, you won’t have any need to feel bad. It’s not that we don’t love you, it’s just that we really love each other; I just want you to understand that.”

Apple Bloom looked up at Applejack, a small smile returning to her face. “I know,” she said quietly, nodding her head. “I know that...now.”

“We want to share what we have with you,” said Applejack, “but we also want you to be happy. Like was sayin’, we want you to be honest with us about what you want. If you want to be a part of...this part of our relationship...we’re alright with that. But if you don’t want to, if this sorta thing makes you uncomfortable, you don’t have to. There’s plenty of other things the three of us can do together.”

“Okay,” said Apple Bloom. “I’m...I’m okay with...bein’ here. I...wanna be here, actually. I wanna know what you two...do together.” Her cheeks reddened as she said this, but she maintained a hesitant smile.

“Alright then,” said Applejack, “we’ll show you.”

Applejack released her hold on Apple Bloom and looked over at me, a friendly, but mischievous look on her face. She got on her hands and knees and crawled over to where I sat cross-legged, then sat on my lap with her legs wrapped around my middle. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders while I wrapped mine around her middle, and we pulled ourselves together. She winked at me as she slowly brought her face in towards mine, pulling me into a kiss. I soon lost myself in the familiar touch of her lips and tongue, the thought that we were being watched slipping away for the moment.

As usual, Applejack and I started off slow, lightly caressing each other with our tongues and making sure to moisten each other’s lips. We eventually brought our mouths fully together, clearing the way for our tongues to meet between us and begin massaging each other. We felt each other out, exploring the nooks and crannies of each other’s mouths and feeling our skin rubbing together. Gradually, our gentle caresses turned to light prodding, which then turned to playful tongue-wrestling, both of us pushing and pulling the other’s tongue around, fighting for dominance.

As our excitement grew, we began pushing against each other with our bodies as well. We wobbled in place slightly as we squished our chests together and rubbed each other’s backs. Our back-and-forth quickly escalated, the two of us teetering on the edge of falling. In the end, we ended up falling forwards, from my perspective, with Applejack on her back and me lying on top of her. Our fall did nothing to interrupt out kiss, however, so tightly were we holding each other. It was not until my eyes drifted open momentarily and I happened to gaze upon our audience of one that I faltered.

Apple Bloom was still sitting as she had been earlier, but her expression had changed dramatically. Her cheeks were almost as red as her hair, and her mouth hung agape. Her eyes were wide, staring at Applejack and I unblinking, as if in a trance. The look on her face was not one of horror or disgust; if anything, it looked awed, the look of someone seeing something they couldn’t believe and not knowing how to react. I chuckled at her reaction, in spite of myself, breaking the kiss and looking over at her properly.

“You alright over there?” I asked.

Upon hearing my voice, Apple Bloom blinked rapidly and shut her mouth, clearing her throat. “Uh...yeah,” she said. “I’m...I’m alright. It’s just...a little weird seein’ your brother and sister...makin’ out.”

“Do you want us to stop?” said Applejack beneath me.

“Well...no,” said Apple Bloom, looking down. “I mean...I’m okay if you two wanna...keep goin’. But...” She was silent for a moment, her lips pursing as she thought about something. Finally, she took a deep breath, then opened her mouth to speak again. “AJ, can I...ask you somethin’?”

“Of course you can,” said Applejack.

Apple Bloom looked up at us for a moment, then let her gaze drop again. “What’s...what’s it like...doin’ that,” she said quietly. “What’s it like...kissin’ a boy?”

Slowly, a smile spread across Applejack’s lips, a gentle, compassionate smile accompanied by a soft gaze. For a moment, I saw her look up at me, then look back at Apple Bloom. “You wanna try it?” she said softly.

Apple Bloom’s head jerked up, her eyes widening and her gaze zipping back and forth between Applejack and I. “I...I, uh...” she stammered, her cheeks growing even more red.

Applejack released her grip on me and placed her hands on my shoulders, gently pushing me up and off of her. She rose up and knelt in front of me, turning her head and looking over at Apple Bloom. Giving the nervous girl a comforting smile, she gently patted her thigh. Apple Bloom gulped before timidly crawling over to us, sitting on Applejack’s lap facing me. Applejack placed her hands on Apple Bloom’s shoulders and leaned in close to her ear.

“Apple Bloom,” she whispered, “do you wanna try kissin’ a boy? Do you wanna kiss your brother?”

Apple Bloom looked at me with those big, orange eyes of hers. In those eyes I saw a good bit of reservation and a dash of fear, but at the same time, curiosity, with a slight, but noticeable hint of desire. It felt strange to see such things in the eyes of someone who was normally so confident, so independent, so concerned with showing others how strong she was, but strange in a good way. It reminded me of when she was young, back when she would look at me with love and admiration, not teenage indifference.

“I...” began Apple Bloom, “I do.”

Applejack looked up at me and smiled. “Anon,” she said, “make it a good one.”

Taking a deep breath, I shuffled forward on my knees, bringing me face-to-face with Apple Bloom. I reached up, placing my hands aside her face and holding her gently. Her lips trembled, and her eyes darted away from me and back again repeatedly, as if she didn’t know where to look. With our faces so close together, I was, for the first time in many years, able to get a good, long look at her. I took note of her smooth, pink skin, her small, girlish nose, and her soft features. It’s strange how you can look at something every day for years and still not notice certain details about it. It’s strange how you can know a woman for your whole life and still not appreciate how truly beautiful she is.

“You know, I’m surprised,” I whispered. “I’m surprised a beautiful girl like you hasn’t tried kissin’ anyone yet; a beautiful young woman, I mean. I’d have thought the boys would be throwin’ themselves at you.”

“Well...there have been boys who were...interested,” whispered Apple Bloom, looking me in the eye, “but none that I was interested in. I’ve always wanted my first to be special. I wanted it to be with someone who loved me, someone who cared about me, and someone I loved too.”

“Apple Bloom,” I said, looking down momentarily, “I may not have done the best job of showin’ it, but...I really do love you. I really do care about you. I hope you’ll give me another chance to show you.”

“I love you too, Anon,” she said. “I know...how I can be sometimes. I know I haven’t been the best sister to you, but...I hope you’ll give me another chance too.”

My lips stretched into a gentle smile. “You don’t have to be the best,” I said, slowly moving my face in towards hers. “I just want you to be you. I just want you to be...my Apple Bloom.”

As I closed the last couple of inches of distance between us, I heard the soft sound of her breath flowing in and our of her mouth, and felt the warm air caress my skin. My eyes slowly drifted closed, with hers following close behind. I gently pressed my lips against hers, and gave my little sister her first kiss.

I put very little pressure into the kiss at first, kissing her as softly as you would a baby. I kept my lips still for a moment to let her first get used to the touch itself, before I gradually began kissing her in earnest. I gently massaged her lips with mine, feeling out their shape, their texture, and their consistency. Her lips were not quite as full as Applejack’s, but were noticeably softer. I used no tongue in this kiss, only opening my mouth slightly to plant gentle smooches on both of her lips.

At first, Apple Bloom did nothing to return the kiss, presumably due to shock and inexperience rather than unwillingness. Soon, however, she began puckering her lips stiffly, thrusting them out and giving me greater access to them. As our kiss went on, she attempted a few, awkward smooches, prodding my lips with growing enthusiasm, but little finesse. I attempted to guide her, show her by example which moves to make when and how to make them. To her credit, she was a fast learner, getting into the groove of things very quickly. When I finally pulled back from the kiss, intending to end it, she stretched her lips out towards me as far as she could, trying to maintain our touch for as long as possible.

My eyes drifted open again as our lips finally parted, and I saw Apple Bloom’s lips slowly return to their neutral position. Her eyes soon fluttered open as well, a dreamy, contented look in them. “How was that?” I whispered, smiling at her.

Apple Bloom’s lips slowly stretched into a smile. “That was...” she whispered. “That was good. That felt really good; great, even.” I stroked her cheeks one last time, then lowered my hands once again. “Thank you, Anon.”

“You’re welcome,” I said.

A moment later, her gaze dropped and her smile faded slightly, a thoughtful expression appearing on her face. Slowly, she turned her head and looked over her shoulder, straight at Applejack. “AJ?” she whispered.

“Yeah?” Applejack whispered, smiling at her.

“Would it be alright if I...” Apple Bloom said, her cheeks reddening once again, “kissed you too?”

Applejack’s smile faltered momentarily, and her own cheeks reddened as well. She seemed to consider the idea for a few seconds before looking at Apple Bloom and giving her a gentle smile. “Of course,” she said.

Apple Bloom slowly climbed off of Applejack’s lap and spun around, sitting down on her lap again, facing her. Applejack reached up and gently brushed a strand of hair out of Apple Bloom’s face. “I didn’t know you were interested in...doin’ this sorta thing with girls,” said Applejack softly.

“I-I’m not!” said Apple Bloom. “I mean...not like that. It’s just...I love you too. If Anon got my first then...I want you to have my second.”

Applejack smiled, reaching up and gently placing her hands aside Apple Bloom’s face. “I love you too, Apple Bloom.”

Applejack slowly leaned forward, letting her eyes drift closed as she moved her lips towards Apple Bloom’s. Apple Bloom closed her eyes as well, puckering her lips in anticipation. After a few, long seconds later, their lips met, and I watched my sisters share their first kiss together. From what I could tell, Applejack was going slowly just as I had, letting Apple Bloom get used to the sensation while gradually increasing the intensity. Apple Bloom seemed to be making use of what she had learned from me, doing her best to respond to Applejack’s touch, although she was still a bit stiff and awkward. The two of them kept up their kiss for around the same amount of time I had kissed Apple Bloom: enough to get a feel for each other, but not so long that the excitement wore off.

Eventually, their lips parted, and the two of them pulled back their heads and looked at each other once again. “I won’t ask who’s the better kisser,” Applejack said, a teasing grin on her lips.

“Oh, you were...you were amazin’, AJ!” said Apple Bloom. “You both were! It’s just...you’re so different. When Anon kissed me, he felt so strong and firm, but when you kissed me, you felt strong too, but also soft and gentle. I loved kissin’ both of you; I could never choose between you.”

Applejack chuckled. “Lucky for you, you won’t have to,” she said.

Turning her gaze towards me, Applejack raised a hand and beckoned me closer to her. I shuffled forward, kneeling next to the two of them with our faces less than a foot away from each other’s. Applejack reached up and placed a hand at the back of both Apple Bloom’s head and mine, gently pulling us towards her as she leaned in. The three of us closed our eyes as our lips met between us in a gentle three-way kiss. Since Apple Bloom had been suitably acclimated, Applejack and I were able to be a little bit faster and a little bit more forceful this time. I placed an arm around both of them, pulling us into a tight embrace and squishing our chests together as we kissed.

For a novice, Apple Bloom did an impressive job of keeping up with two pairs of lips at once, something which even I was having to figure out as I went along. Applejack and I continued to silently coach her, using each other to demonstrate certain things before letting Apple Bloom try them out. We tried to keep our lips together as much as possible, but occasionally, two of us would break off and smooch for a few seconds while the third planted more smooches on the other’s cheeks and chins. Of course, we would always come back together again, our noses lightly rubbing together above our lips.

Applejack was the first to bring her tongue into the picture, slipping it out and gently lapping at Apple Bloom’s lips. When I noticed this, I followed suit, the two of us trying to entice Apple Bloom to join us. Tentatively, Apple Bloom parted her lips and let her tongue slink out, attempting to reciprocate our touches. Applejack and I caressed her tongue with ours, encouraging her to let out more and more of it. When Apple Bloom’s tongue finally matched the enthusiasm of her lips, I decided to take the next step and gently slid my tongue into her mouth. I heard Apple Bloom gasped at my invasion, but made no effort to oppose me. I let my tongue explore her nooks and crannies, but kept my touch light so as to not overwhelm her. Soon enough, she got up the courage to send her own tongue into my mouth, timidly exploring me the same way I explored her.

Not to be left out, Applejack soon pushed forward as well, and I withdrew to let my sisters explore each other’s mouths. The three of us continued our passionate kissing for a few minutes, each of us getting to spend lots of time in the mouths of the other two. By the time we finished, Apple Bloom was a significantly better kisser than when we had begun, although she was still not at Applejack’s skill level. She was the first to withdraw, planting a few last smooches on Applejack’s and my cheeks before slowly pulling back.

Applejack and I continued to let our tongues play with each other for a few more seconds before we too parted, a thin trail of saliva bridging our mouths. As we opened our eyes, we saw Apple Bloom quickly lean in and lap up the saliva, surprising both of us. We looked over at her, a hint of embarrassment coming over her otherwise dreamy expression. Applejack and I broke out into light chuckling, giving Apple Bloom warm smiles. Apple Bloom slowly began to chuckle as well, a smile spreading across her lips. Applejack and I pulled her into a hug, the three of us pressing our faces together and looking into each other’s eyes.

“Thank you,” whispered Apple Bloom as her laughter died down. “Both of you. I love you two so much.”

“We love you too,” I whispered.

The three of us embraced silently for a few moments, enjoying the warmth and feel of each other’s bodies. “So,” said Apple Bloom, breaking the silence, “after you two get done kissin’...what do you do next?”

“Well,” I said, looking at Applejack, “that’s typically when AJ and I...get a little more comfortable.”

“Oh,” said Apple Bloom, looking embarrassed, but still curious.

“Why don’t I go first,” said Applejack. “Let her decide whether she wants to keep goin’.”

The three of us broke our embrace, Apple bloom climbing off of Applejack and sitting off to the side. Applejack stretched her legs out and sat down, and together, we began the process of getting her clothes off of her. While I reached down and pulled her boots off of her feet one by one, she got to work on the buttons of her shirt. I set her boots aside, then removed her hat and set it on top of them. When Applejack’s buttons had been undone, I helped her slide her shirt off of her arms, setting it aside. Next came her bra, which I unhooked and helped her remove before placing it in the growing pile.

I glanced over at Apple Bloom, whose eyes were glued to Applejack’s chest and the two large breasts that hung from it. “Been a while since you’ve seen these, hasn’t it?” said Applejack, looking over at her as well.

“Yeah,” said Apple Bloom, her gaze not shifting an inch. “I was still a little girl the last time we took a bath together. They were big then too, but now...” She shook her head in disbelief.

“Wanna get a closer look?” said Applejack, giving her a supportive look.

“If...you don’t mind,” said Apple Bloom, slowly approaching us. Applejack sat up and turned to face Apple Bloom, thrusting out her chest slightly. Apple Bloom knelt in front of her, staring down at her breasts in awe. One of her hands began slowly reaching forward, but she pulled it back again shortly afterward. “Can I...” she said, looking up at Applejack, “touch them?” Applejack smiled at her and nodded her head gently.

Looking back down, Apple Bloom slowly reached her hand out again, gently placing it on one of Applejack’s breasts. She felt it out, moving her hand around its expansive surface and lightly squeezing the soft flesh. Her other hand soon joined in, taking hold of the other breast and exploring it as well. She cupped the breasts in her hands and hefted them up and down a few times to get a feel for their weight.

“Wow!” Apple Bloom said. “They’re so heavy!”

Applejack chuckled. “Yeah,” she said.

“Are they as big as Mom’s?” asked Apple Bloom.

“Well, not quite,” said Applejack. “She’s still got a few cup sizes on me.”

An air of unhappiness came over Apple Bloom’s expression, and I saw her glance down at her own chest for a moment. Her breasts were not small by any stretch of the imagination. In fact, the average man’s description of them would probably include some synonym of the word “large”. On top of that, they were perfectly shaped and incredibly perky, the two teardrops not showing even a hint of sag, even when she wasn’t wearing a bra. It was only when compared to Applejack’s own mountainous breasts that they looked a bit unimpressive. “Oh,” she said in a disappointed tone, withdrawing her hands.

“Apple Bloom,” said Applejack in a firm, but gentle tone, “don’t feel bad about your body. Everyone’s different, even amongst family. I’m sure you’ve seen other girls who aren’t nearly as big as you are.”

“Well...yeah,” said Apple Bloom. “Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo and I have...shown each other ours, and they’re both smaller than me. It just...stings a little...seein’ what mighta been.”

Applejack reached out and put her hands on Apple Bloom’s shoulders, gripping them gently. “You know,” she said, “to tell you the truth...I wish mine were more like yours.”

Apple Bloom looked up at her, her eyes widening. “But...but how can you say that?” she said. “Yours are huge! They make you look so...so sexy...so mature.”

Applejack’s cheeks reddened slightly. “Well...I appreciate the compliment, but...I don’t feel the same way,” she said. “When I was growin’ up, I always felt so self-conscious about havin’ these things. I had a heap of trouble dealin’ with all the dumb boys who couldn’t keep their eyes to themselves. There were a lot of girls who got jealous of me too. If I coulda spared myself all of that, I’d have done it in a heartbeat.”

Apple Bloom sighed and shook her head, before looking over at me. “Anon, back me up on this,” she said.

“I’m afraid I have to agree with her, AJ,” I said, moving behind Applejack and wrapping my arms around her stomach. “You have beautiful breasts, and I’m not just sayin’ that. I don’t know why you’re always so down on yourself about your body, but I really wish you weren’t.”

“She like this a lot?” asked Apple Bloom.

“Well...yeah,” I said. “She feels a bit self-conscious about...certain parts of her body.”

“Like what?” asked Apple Bloom.

Applejack’s cheeks reddened. “Like...my butt,” she said timidly.

“Really?” said Apple Bloom, her annoyance evident in her tone. “You have a great butt! Why don’t you like it?”

“‘Cause it’s too big,” said Applejack, her gaze dropping.

“What are you talkin’ about?” she said. “Girls with big butts are hot; every guy thinks so! Ain’t that right, Anon?”

“Well...a lot of them do, yeah” I said.

“See!” said Apple Bloom. “If you really think Anon’s just bein’ nice to you, then let me take a look at it; you know I’m not gonna sugarcoat it.”

Applejack looked back up at Apple bloom, then sighed in resignation. “Alright,” she said, “but don’t laugh at me.”

“I ain’t gonna laugh at you,” said Apple Bloom. “Now hurry up and show me that butt of yours.”

Tentatively, Applejack stretched out her legs and began unfastening her jeans. When they were loose, I helped her pull them down and off of her legs, pulling her socks off along with them, and tossed them all on the pile with the rest of her clothes. Applejack sat up on her knees and held onto me, giving Apple Bloom an unobstructed view of her butt.

“See! Just like I thought!” said Apple Bloom. “You got a real sexy behind, sis.”

With her face right in front of mine, I was able to see Applejack’s cheeks turn a deep shade of red. “But...don’t you think it’s too...fat?” she said.

“Oh, for Celestia’s sake,” said Apple Bloom, rolling her eyes. “You are not fat!” She reached out and took a generous handful of one of Applejack’s butt cheeks, squeezing it gently. “You got more muscle in these cheeks than most girls do in their whole bodies!”

“Apple Bloom,” said Applejack.

“Okay, I’m exaggeratin’ a little,” said Apple Bloom, “but still. Most girls would kill to have a butt like this. I know I would.” Apple Bloom’s expression clouded, her gaze dropping and her lips pursing.

“You know, Apple Bloom,” I said, “you have a beautiful body too.”

“You...you mean it?” said Apple Bloom, perking up.

“I do,” I said. “You have a lovely figure.”

“He’s right,” said Applejack, turning around and sitting down facing Apple Bloom. “You’re one of the prettiest girls your age I know.”

Apple Bloom’s gaze dropped as she mulled over what we were saying. “Anon,” she said, looking up at me, “do you really think I’m beautiful?”

“Yes,” I said, smiling at her.

Apple Bloom paused before speaking again. “Do you think I’m...hot?” she said, her gaze dropping and her cheeks reddening. “Do you think I’m...attractive?”

That was, unfortunately, the line of questioning I had wanted to avoid. As much as I loved my little sister, as beautiful as I recognized she was, I still saw her as just my sister. I had never looked at her the same way I had at Applejack, and that did not suddenly change as I looked at her then. But as I studied her, as I traced the curves of her body with my eyes, I realized that no sane man would call her unattractive. She was, by any reasonable standard, the perfect example of a nubile teenager, the sort of woman that any man would love to have on his arm, or in his bed for that matter.

I sighed, then looked up at her. “Yes,” I said softly, giving her a smile. “Yes, I do.”

Apple Bloom slowly raised her head, looking up at me. Her cheeks were deep red, but she had a shaky smile on her lips. “T-Thanks, Anon,” she said.

I felt Applejack lightly elbow me, and I looked over at her. “We’re not done yet, big guy,” she said, smiling at me. As she turned towards me and lied down on her back, I moved between her legs and reached for her plain white panties. I slid my fingers underneath them, then slowly pulled them down over her hips, down her legs, and over her feet. When her last piece of clothing had been thrown on the pile, Applejack sat up and spread her legs, revealing her plump lower lips.

When she realized that Apple Bloom was still looking at us, and looking at one spot in particular, Applejack blushed slightly and closed her legs reflexively. “N-No need to stare, now,” she said to her. “It’s just...my womanhood. It’s no different than yours.”

Apple Bloom looked up at her, raising an eyebrow. “‘Womanhood’? Really, AJ?” she said. “What are you, an old lady?”

Applejack looked over at her, an irritated look on her face. “There ain’t nothin’ wrong with callin’ it that!” she said defiantly.

“Ain’t nothin’ wrong with callin’ it a ‘pussy’ neither,” said Apple Bloom.

Applejack’s cheeks reddened even more. “Well it’s my...well, it’s mine; I can call it whatever I want to!” she said, looking away and crossing her arms.

Apple Bloom looked up at me. “Does she talk like that when you two are doin’ it?” she asked.

Applejack and I exchanged a quick glance, and I felt a blush come to my cheeks as well. “Well...AJ and I like to be...romantic about that sorta thing,” I said.

“You mean ‘romantic’ as in ‘borin’’?” said Apple Bloom. “C’mon, AJ! Live a little!”

“Well...” said Applejack, looking up at me timidly. “I guess I...wouldn’t mind it if...you wanted to start callin’ it that.”

“I’ll call it whatever you want me to,” I said, giving her a reassuring smile. “I’ll still think it’s beautiful, whether it’s a womanhood...or a pussy.”

Applejack gave me a small smile, seemingly comforted. “Alright,” she said, chuckling softly. “Now, if we’re done talkin’ about me, why don’t we show her what you’ve got?”

Apple Bloom quickly clammed up as Applejack crawled over to me and helped me undress. As I undid the buttons of my shirt, she removed by boots and set them aside next to hers. She helped me pull off my shirt, giving me a quick peck as she did so, then tossed it on the pile with her clothes. Next, she moved down and made quick work of my belt and the button and zipper of my jeans, slowly pulling them down my legs. After throwing them on the pile, she quickly took hold of my socks and yanked them off, tossing them aside as well.

I glanced over at Apple Bloom, whom I saw was watching me as intently as she had watched Applejack, perhaps even more so. Her eyes wandered all over my body, her mouth hanging open slightly and a light blush on her cheeks. Applejack followed my gaze, chuckling when she saw Apple Bloom’s expression. “You alright, sugarcube?” she asked.

Apple Bloom looked up at her, gulping loudly. “Um...yeah, yeah,” she said, shifting her gaze to me. “It’s...just been a while since I’ve seen you like this.”

“There’s no need to be nervous,” I said in a comforting tone. “It’s just me; it’s just your brother.”

“Right,” she said, her gaze dropping.

Applejack and I looked back at one another, giving each other a quick smile. She once again reached down, this time grabbing my underwear and gently pulling them down, going dramatically slow. As the tip of my semi-hard member appeared over the edge of the fabric, Apple Bloom’s eyes went wide, and I heard her breathe in sharply. She continued to stare at it as it was gradually uncovered, her cheeks growing even redder than before. By the time I was completely bare, and Applejack had slid my underwear down my legs and off of me, she was breathing heavily.

Applejack looked over at her, smiling warmly. “I take it you’ve never...seen a man like this, have you?” she said softly. Apple Bloom slowly shook her head, keeping her eyes fixed on the spot between my legs. “Would you like to...get a closer look?” Apple Bloom nodded her head and gulped, then ever-so-slowly began crawling her way over to me.

She knelt next to me, looking down at my family jewels as if they were literally jewels. As she watched, Applejack reached down and wrapped her fingers around my shaft, squeezing me gently and pumping me slowly. The pleasure of her touch made me sigh, and a small smile appeared on my lips. As she continued to work me, I felt my blood flow to the area, and I grew longer and harder. When I neared my peak stiffness, Applejack stopped pumping and tilted my member upwards, perpendicular to my body. She held it there, letting Apple Bloom get a good, long look at it.

“What do you think?” asked Applejack.

Apple Bloom swallowed. “It’s so...so big,” she said quietly, as if she were worried about someone hearing her. “Do you really...put it inside of you?”

“Well...yeah,” Applejack chuckled.

“And...does it...does it feel good?” said Apple Bloom, looking up at her.

“Yeah,” said Applejack, smiling at her. “It feels very good.”

Apple Bloom looked back down for a moment, before apparently remembering that there was a person attached to the thing she was fixated on. She slowly looked up at me, although struggled to maintain eye contact. “You’re very...you’re very handsome, Anon,” she said, giving me a shaky smile.

“Thanks,” I chuckled, reaching up and stroking her cheek.

“Apple Bloom,” said Applejack, “we’re gonna...move on now...if that’s alright with you.”

“Oh! Uh...yeah,” said Apple Bloom, looking over at her. “G-Go ahead. Don’t let me...get in your way.”

“You don’t have to be here for this if you don’t want to,” said Applejack in a comforting tone, placing a hand on Apple Bloom’s shoulder. “We won’t think any less of you if you wanna leave.”

“That’s right,” I said.

Apple Bloom looked at Applejack, then looked at me, then looked away, seeming to consider the situation carefully. After a moment of silence, she tentatively opened her mouth again. “I...I wanna be here,” she said, clearly trying to sound confident. “I wanna...see what you two do together, and...” She paused and took a deep breath. “Is it alright if I...take my clothes off too?”

“As long as you’re comfortable with it,” said Applejack. “We won’t mind one bit.”

Another moment passed, then Apple Bloom slowly moved her hands towards the bottom of her shirt, taking hold of it with a shaky grip. Taking another deep breath, she slowly pulled up her shirt, exposing inch after inch of her smooth, flat stomach. She hesitated momentarily when she reached her breasts, but then resumed her journey upwards, exposing the cups of her bra. The undergarment was of a fairly normal design, and was a soft, pastel pink color. As she pulled her shirt up and over her head, I got my first look at her large, soft breasts, the tops of which poked out over the cups of her bra.

After setting her shirt aside, she reached down for her boots and quickly removed them, setting them aside as well. Her jeans were the next to go, Apple Bloom quickly unfastening them and sliding them down and off her long, slender legs. With her jeans discarded, she swiftly removed her socks as well, exposing her petite feet and the cute little toes on them. Next, she reached back behind her, unhooking her bra, but holding it against her chest as she slid the straps off of her. She paused and took a deep breath, then slowly pulled her bra away, exposing her breasts and the round, pink nipples at their centers. She tossed her bra aside, then slowly moved her hands down to her hips.

She slid her thumbs under the waistband of her pink panties, then paused, seemingly debating whether to continue. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before slowly sliding her panties down. They crossed the curve of her hips, then moved down her legs, Apple Bloom adjusting her position in order to slide them over her knees. They travelled down her calves and finally past her feet, where Apple Bloom took them and placed them aside with her other clothes. Between her legs, her pussy could now be seen, the area smooth like Applejack’s, the lips plump and visibly wet. Realizing that she was on display, Apple Bloom closed her legs, but resisted the urge to cover herself with her hands.

She looked down at the ground, her posture hunched and defensive, and her cheeks as red as her hair. Applejack and I gave her comforting looks, soft smiles on our lips. “Apple Bloom,” I said softly, “you’re beautiful.”

“You really are,” said Applejack.

Apple Bloom slowly raised her head, looking first at Applejack, then at myself, a vulnerable look in her eye. “You...you really mean it?” she said, her voice like the squeak of a mouse. “Even though I’m...not as big as Applejack?”

It was true that Apple Bloom could not rival Applejack in terms of sheer dimensions. Her breasts, her hips, her butt, and her thighs were all noticeably smaller, and to top it all off, she was a few inches shorter as well. Even so, she had a gorgeous hourglass figure, her thin waist making her moderately large hips and breasts look even bigger than they would look on their own. Despite being so slender, she had a good amount of soft, feminine flesh in all the right places, which I could detect when she moved. Her butt was plump, each round cheek being large enough to make for a good handful, but not so large as to make her bottom-heavy. In addition, I knew for a fact that she had a good bit of muscle underneath her soft exterior, the product of years of farm labor.

“I do,” I said. “And you don’t have to look like Applejack to be beautiful. You’re beautiful just the way you are.”

“We both think so,” said Applejack. “In fact, I think you’re way more beautiful than I am.”

Apple Bloom looked over at Applejack, then lowered her head, closing her eyes. “Thanks, you guys,” she said, a small smile appearing on her lips. “That...means a lot to me.” When she raised her head a moment later and opened her eyes again, I saw that all the nervousness, all the weakness had left them. She looked at Applejack and I with all of the strength and all of the confidence we had come to expect from our spunky little sister over the years. “I’m ready,” she said, her smile widening. “Let’s get to it.”

“Alright,” said Applejack with a smile, “you asked for it.”

With that, Applejack turned towards me and quickly crawled over, pushing me down onto the ground and kissing me deeply. I returned the kiss, locking tongues with her in a fierce, yet friendly battle. We gripped each other tightly, our arms and legs squirming as we tried to get a firm hold on each other’s bodies. As usual, our make-out session quickly evolved into play-wrestling, both of us grinding against each other as we rolled around on the warm, soft grass. My hands wandered about, gently squeezing her thighs, her butt, and her breasts, while she explored the masculine contours of my own body.

Every once in a while, I caught a glimpse of Apple Bloom, whose eyes were riveted on the passionate display we were putting on for her. Her expression was a strange mixture of fear and excitement, the sort you would see on someone riding a rollercoaster. She followed us as we rolled around, but always kept a couple of feet between us, as if part of her wanted to be close to us and another part wanted her to stay away. I eventually pinned Applejack beneath me and moved my head down to her breasts, where I began teasing them with my hands and mouth in the usual fashion.

A stream of light moans and heavy breaths flowed from Applejack’s mouth as I coaxed her nipples to their maximum stiffness. As I sucked on one of them, lightly pinching the other between my fingers, I noticed Apple Bloom kneeling beside us, watching my actions closely. I paused what I was doing, removing my mouth from the breast and looking up at her. “You wanna taste?” I said in a friendly tone, pointing one of the breasts towards her, as if I were offering her a drink. She looked at me, then looked up at Applejack, who smiled weakly and nodded.

Apple Bloom looked back at the breast and gulped, then slowly lied down on her belly and brought her face close to it. She took the mound of flesh in her hands, lightly sinking her fingers into it. She took a deep breath, then lowered her mouth to the nipple, sticking out her tongue and giving it a small lick. A small smile appeared on her lips, and she quickly followed up her first lick with several more light licks, like a kitten lapping up milk. I got back to servicing the other breast, keeping my eye on Apple Bloom. Her confidence seemed to grow quickly, as her licks became slower and stronger, and she began massaging the breast with her fingers.

Wanting to help her along, I made a point to show off all of the little tricks and techniques I had picked up over the time Applejack and I had been together. I showed her how to trace circles around the areola, slowly moving in towards the nipple. I showed her how to vary her licks, alternating between shallow flicks and long, slow laps, dragging my entire tongue across the thick nub. Apple Bloom watched me intently the whole time, and soon, she was sucking along as if she had been doing it her whole life. Our combined assault had the desired effect on Applejack, her moans quickly intensifying in both number and volume. She placed a hand on the back of both Apple Bloom’s head and mine, gently pressing our faces further into her breasts.

We continued to tease Applejack’s breasts for a while, until eventually, I began to feel her thrust her hips against me reflexively. I released the nipple I was sucking on, my lips making an audible pop as they detached from her skin. “Take over for me,” I said to Apple Bloom; she winked at me in reply. I moved down Applejack’s body, planting kisses on her stomach as I moved between her legs. Her pussy was sopping wet, a steady stream of liquid dripping out from between her plump lips. As I got to work lapping up the sweet nectar and caressing her sensitive skin, I saw Apple Bloom take hold of both of her breasts, going back and forth between them.

The clearing was soon filled with the sound of Applejack’s pleasured wails, the combined efforts of two mouths evidently producing a much greater effect than she was used to. While I lightly flicked her clit with my tongue, I placed two fingers at her entrance and gently pushed them inside, feeling her inner walls squeeze them tightly. Up above, Apple Bloom was really getting into what she was doing, burying her face in Applejack’s breasts and motorboating them enthusiastically. I spent a minute or two thrusting in and out of her pussy, until her moans grew so loud that I knew she was ready for the grand finale.

Withdrawing my fingers, I got up on my hands and knees and positioned myself in preparation to slide my rock-hard member into her. Apple Bloom took notice of what I was doing and put her sucking on hold for a moment. “Are you gonna put it in now?” she said in an awed tone, looking up at me. I smiled and gave her a quick nod before grasping my member and lining it up with Applejack’s entrance. Apple Bloom kept her gaze locked on Applejack’s pussy as I slowly pushed my way past her lips, her inner folds, and into her tight, warm passageway. Even after weeks of lovemaking, the sensation of penetration was still intense for both of us, the pleasure making both of us grunt.

Inch after inch of my shaft slowly disappeared inside Applejack, Apple Bloom’s eyes growing wider with each one. “Oh, sweet Celestia, that’s hot,” she whispered, a noticeable air of lust coming over her expression. By the time I hilted inside of Applejack and our hips collided, Apple Bloom was practically drooling, her mouth hanging open and her chest heaving as she breathed heavily. She slowly looked up at me, then pushed herself up on her hands and knees, bringing our faces together for a kiss. She grabbed my head, holding me tightly as she frantically attacked me with her lips and tongue. After a few moments of intense kissing, we parted, and she looked at me, her eyes ablaze with carnal desire.

“Fuck her,” she whispered. “Fuck her hard.”

Needing no further invitation, I began sliding myself in and out of Applejack, sending waves of pleasure coursing through us and making us moan. I made long, slow thrusts at first, but quickly sped up, as she was already so far along. Apple Bloom watched our coupling with greedy eyes for a few moments, then pulled me back in for another passionate make-out session. This time around, I was a bit more aggressive with Apple Bloom, penetrating her mouth and tongue-wrestling with her as I forcefully thrusted into Applejack.

When we parted again, Apple Bloom surprised me by throwing one of her legs over Applejack and sitting on her stomach, sliding her big, round butt cheeks back against my stomach. Apple Bloom lied down on top of Applejack, pressing their breasts together and bringing their faces together for a kiss. As my thrusts grew more rapid, my stomach collided with Apple Bloom’s cheeks over and over, grinding her hips against Applejack’s stomach. My sisters held each other as they shared a kiss as intense as the one I had just received. Down below, I saw Apple Bloom begin to hump Applejack’s stomach, grinding herself on her big sister.

I observed the passionate display of lesbian incest for a few moments before my arousal compelled me to join them. Lowering myself down, I lied on top of Apple Bloom’s back, sandwiching her between myself and Applejack. My sisters’ breasts ballooned up arousingly as their chests were squished together by my body weight. Applejack reached for me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders and her legs around my hips, pulling me closer. I reached for her as well, wrapping them both in a tight embrace as I leaned my head over Apple Bloom’s shoulder. As I pressed my face against theirs, they made room and welcomed me in for yet another three-way kiss, this one more wild and sloppy than our last one had been.

For several long minutes, the three of us enjoyed each other’s bodies, each of us reveling in the intimacy of our new relationship. I continued to thrust into Applejack, pounding her pussy with a rapid, but steady pace; Apple Bloom continued to hump Applejack while fondling her breasts; and Applejack lied there and took it all, squealing and moaning as she squeezed us all together. Our kiss soon turned into a three-way tongue-wrestling match, each of us fighting to dominate the others. Of course, Applejack and I were the main contenders, with the inexperienced Apple Bloom struggling to keep up with us as we lovingly molested her tongue.

“I love you two,” I whispered as we sparred.

“Me too,” whispered Applejack.

“I love you guys so much!” Apple Bloom whispered. “So much!”

As we came back together to continue our kiss, all of us increased the speed and intensity of our movements. Sensing that we were in the home stretch, I pistoned in and out of Applejack like a machine, my hips making a lewd slapping noise as they collided with those of my sisters. Apple Bloom thrust her hips frantically against Applejack’s toned stomach, kneading her breasts roughly. Applejack used her strong legs to pull me into her in time with my own thrusts, never letting me withdraw fully. We lapped at each other’s tongues and exchanged quick smooches as a wondrous cacophony of moans, grunts, and other erotic noises flowed from our mouths.

“I’m gonna...” panted Apple Bloom, her hips moving at super-sonic speed. “I’m gonna...”

“Finish together!” cried Applejack, her hold on us as tight as a vice.

Feeling my own climax not far off, I gathered my energy for one final sprint, thrusting at top speed for a few more seconds. To my ears, the endless stream of vocalizations emanating from us seemed to merge into one continuous flow of noise, echoing throughout the clearing. I managed to hold out until I felt Apple Bloom give one final thrust of her hips and let out a loud screech of ecstasy which cut through the air like a hot knife through butter. A split second later, Applejack’s legs clamped down around me, forcing me all the way into her and locking me in place. Applejack’s own howl joined with Apple Bloom’s, their screams pushing me over the edge and into my own orgasm.

My muscles clenched as my endurance finally ran out, and I began pumping what felt like gallons of seed into Applejack, right at the gate to her womb. Applejack’s soft inner walls squeezed me with an iron grip, trying to milk every last drop out of me that they could. Like my sisters, I let out my own cry of pleasure, a deep, masculine bellow joining the two higher, feminine ones. We kept our faces pressed together as we rode out our respective climaxes, and I felt my sisters’ hot breath caress my lips. The torrent of pleasure filling me up from head to toe wiped all complex thoughts from my mind, save for my love for both of my beautiful sisters.

My sense of time being overpowered by lust, I did not know how long we lasted before our minds and bodies finally gave out. It could have only taken seconds, or it could have taken several hours for all I knew. The three of us eventually did reach the end of our orgasms, our exhausted bodies collapsing down limply onto each other. My strained member pumped out one final shot, then gave out as well, resting in Applejack’s soft embrace. We lied there unmoving for a while, breathing heavily onto each other’s faces as our minds drifted in the afterglow of our union.

As my physical and mental faculties slowly returned, my eyes drifted open and I looked upon the satisfied faces of my sisters. Applejack’s eyes were already open; she glanced at me and gave me a weak smile. I smiled back at her, then shifted my gaze over to Apple Bloom. Her eyes were still closed, but she had a wide smile on her lips. Applejack and I puckered our lips and planted light pecks on her cheeks. In response to our touch, Apple Bloom slowly opened her eyes, looking back and forth between us.

“How was that, sugarcube?” Applejack whispered.

“That was...so good,” whispered Apple Bloom.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” said Applejack, smiling at her.

Applejack and I exchanged a quick smooch before I planted my arms and legs on the ground and hauled myself off of my sisters. My semi-hard member slid out of Applejack bit by bit, the tip eventually popping out with a soft, wet noise. I threw myself down on my side next to Applejack, wrapping an arm around her and Apple Bloom. Apple Bloom slid down the opposite direction, lying on Applejack’s other side with her head resting on Applejacks’ shoulder. Apple Bloom closed her eyes and nuzzled Applejack’s skin, her hand weakly toying with one of Applejack’s breasts like it was a security blanket.

As my eyes drifted downwards, taking in the sight of my sisters’ hot, sweaty bodies, I noticed a large wet spot on Applejack’s stomach, right beneath her belly button. Realizing what the spot was, I slowly crawled downwards towards it, a devious grin on my lips. I positioned my face near the spot, then stuck out my tongue and slowly licked up a good bit of the liquid. As I predicted, the familiar taste of feminine nectar filled my mouth, freshly brewed by my little sister. I took a moment to let the flavor soak into my tongue, comparing it to the taste of Applejack’s own juices. Both of them were delicious in their own rights, but Apple Bloom’s was a bit milder and a bit sweeter.

“Hey,” said Applejack, looking down at me. “Gimme a taste of that.”

Lapping up a big mouthful, I climbed back up and brought my face in towards Applejack’s. I pressed my lips against hers and opened my mouth, letting her stick her tongue in and get a taste of her little sister. I used my tongue to push the small bit of liquid I had collected into her mouth, where she tossed it around, savoring it as I had. Our kiss was interrupted when another pair of lips brushed against our cheeks, weakly trying to muscle its way in. Applejack and I made room for Apple Bloom to join in on our kiss and taste herself on our tongues.

Eventually, when the last drop had disappeared down our throats and our tongues were tired from all the kissing we had done, we parted. Our eyes drifted open as we smiled and gently nuzzled our faces together. I gazed upon two sets of big, beautiful eyes, one green, one orange. I was used to seeing Applejack with such a blissful expression on her face, but seeing Apple Bloom like that was a new, albeit enjoyable, experience. It had been a long time since I had seen her as happy as she was then, a long time since her eyes had shown that spark that they had shown back when she was a plucky young girl, ready to take on the world. The fact that I was at least partially responsible for that look filled my heart with joy.

“I love you, Apple Bloom,” I said, reaching up and stroking her hair. “I love both of you.”

“I love both of you too,” said Applejack, planting kisses on our cheeks.

“You guys...are the best brother and sister a girl could ask for,” said Apple Bloom, her lips trembling. “I just wish I’d realized that a long time ago.”

“Don’t worry about that now,” I said in a comforting tone. “That’s all in the past.”

“That’s right,” said Applejack, stroking Apple Bloom’s back. “We’re together now; that’s all the matters.”

That was all that mattered, I realized. We were together, and we loved each other, and I didn’t plan to stop loving either of them anytime soon. Our lovemaking session, the first of many, had brought us all closer together. As my sisters and I cuddled together, I could only wonder where our lives would take us next.