Author's Note

Chapter contains: Human/Humanized, Incest, Unrealistic Anatomy, Harem/Polygamy, (MFF) Threesome, Oral Sex (Blowjob), Boobjob/Titfuck, Facial, Reverse Spitroast Position, Creampie

Memories

“Are we there yet?” I called out through heavy breaths.

“Almost!” called out Applejack from several yards ahead of me. “Just a little bit farther!”

I sighed, raising a hand and wiping my sweaty brow. Hefting the heavy pack on my back, I forced my weary legs to walk forward, carrying me further along the trail. “I don’t remember it takin’ this long to get up here,” I said.

“Well maybe if you spent less time whinin’ and more time walkin’, we’d be there already,” said Apple Bloom playfully, also from way ahead of me. Too tired to think of a witty retort, I chose to remain silent, resolving to get her back later, once we had gotten to the campsite.

A cool breeze blew through the woods around us, making the trees sway and providing me with a small bit of relief on the last leg of our journey. I had to admit, the area around Winsome Falls was beautiful this time of year, the trees decked out in shades of red and orange for autumn. On top of that, the weather was good for camping as well, the days being pleasantly cool and the nights being tolerably cold. With the year’s apple harvest winding down and there being a couple of weeks before the beginning of cider season, it was an excellent time for us to take a camping trip up to the Falls.

Despite my exhaustion, I managed to keep walking for a while longer, and true to my sister’s word, we soon arrived at the campsite. A small, broken circle of rocks was the only clue that the grassy clearing had ever been used for camping before, although the familiar trees and the small stream nearby were enough to send the memories rushing back into my mind. I lifted the straps of my backpack off of my shoulders, half lowering it and half dropping it to the ground. Applejack went over to the old fire pit and attempted to arrange the rocks back in their proper places. Apple Bloom was wandering about, collecting twigs and leaves for kindling.

“Remind me again why I had to carry the heavy stuff,” I said, rubbing my stiff neck.

“‘Cause you lost the nose goes,” said Apple Bloom casually, not even turning to face me.

I walked over to her, a devious smile on my face. With her back to me, she didn’t realize what I was doing until I had already wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her back against me, holding her tightly. As I leaned over her shoulder and placed a smattering of quick kisses on her neck and cheek, she giggled. “You’re lucky you’re cute,” I said.

“I’m also lucky I have a big, strong brother to carry my stuff for me,” she said, turning her head and giving me a teasing look. Grinning back at her, I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers, drawing her into a deep kiss.

“Alright, you two, save it for later,” said Applejack a few moments later. “We only got about an hour till sundown, and I don’t fancy havin’ to make camp in the dark.”

Begrudgingly, Apple Bloom and I parted, and the three of us got to work preparing the campsite for the night. After picking out a nice patch of soft earth, the three of us set up our tent, which only collapsed once in the process. The tent was intended for two people, but could fit three if they were willing to be particularly cozy, which was obviously not an issue for us. The woods provided an abundant supply of dry wood, and we soon had a big, toasty fire going. Thanks to the stream, we were able to refill our canteens, after properly boiling the water, of course. One final touch was the addition of a large log, which we found nearby and rolled up to the fire to act as a bench.

As the sun slowly dipped below the horizon, courtesy of Princess Celestia, the three of us sat down before the fire and enjoyed our dinner. We sat on the log in a line, Apple Bloom to my right, and Applejack to her right. As we ate, we started reminiscing, talking about the times we had gone up to the Falls in the past. Applejack and Apple Bloom had gone there most recently, on one of the trips they had made with their friends.

“Rarity brought how much stuff?” I said in disbelief.

“Oh, you shoulda seen it!” said Apple Bloom, a smile on her face. “She lugged a whole cart full of bags all the way up to the Falls and back. Although, she had Sweetie Belle do most of the work; she didn’t wanna break a nail.”

“I wish I coulda seen that,” I chuckled.

“Yeah,” chuckled Applejack. “Thankfully, that girl learned her lesson after the first time. I never did get her to leave her makeup behind, though.”

“I’m not surprised,” I said.

“We had a lot of fun on those trips, didn’t we?” said Apple Bloom wistfully.

“We sure did,” said Applejack, before looking over at me. “I wish we’d’ve brought you along too.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t have wanted to intrude on your sister-sister campin’ trip,” I said. “Besides, someone had to stay home and do the chores.”

“Still...” said Applejack.

A moment of silence passed. “When was the last time we were all up here together?” asked Apple Bloom.

“That must’ve been...” I said, racking my brain for the answer.

“Back when we were kids,” said Applejack. “Back when Mom and Dad brought us up here.”

“Yeah,” I said.

“I always loved those trips,” said Apple Bloom, staring into the fire and smiling.

“You remember those?” said Applejack.

“I wasn’t that little,” said Apple Bloom. “Although, I don’t remember everythin’. I remember Dad carryin’ me on his shoulders when I’d get tired of walkin’. I remember you two tryin’ to one-up each other with scary stories.” She closed her eyes and chuckled. “And when I’d get scared, Mom and Dad would sit me in their laps and hold me. They’d tell me that everythin’ would be alright. They’d tell me that...they’d always be there to protect me.”

An awkward silence fell over the campsite, the crackling of the fire and the soft chirping of crickets the only noises to reach my ears. “What happened to us?” I said to no one in particular.

Applejack shook her head slowly. “I don’t know,” she said flatly. “I always tried to be a good big sister to you two, but...maybe I was tryin’ a bit too hard. I just got more and more protective of you two over the years and...I guess I forgot that I was just your sister. I couldn’t see the orchard for the trees. I stopped bein’ able to just...relax and have fun with you two...like siblin’s are supposed to do. I guess that’s why we...stopped doin’ stuff like this.”

“It wasn’t all your fault,” said Apple Bloom. “As I was gettin’ older, I...I wanted to do more things on my own. My friends and I wanted to do more...grown-up things. And we didn’t want our big sisters lookin’ over our shoulders all the time, neither. That was also around the time that...I started not likin’ you. I didn’t really wanna spend any more time around you than I had to.”

Apple Bloom’s comment reminded me of something, something she had said a while back, but that I had never had the courage to ask her about. In that moment of emotional intimacy, however, my curiosity overcame my caution. “Apple Bloom,” I said softly, looking over at her; she turned her head and looked at me as well. “You once said that...you knew about me. You knew about...how I felt about Applejack. Even before...” My gaze dropped and I turned away from her. “How long? How long did you know?”

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Apple Bloom’s hands clench in her lap. “Well,” she began a few moments later, “it depends what you mean by that. If you’re askin’ how long I knew you...thought of her as a woman, then...not till I was a teenager. It wasn’t till then that I knew why a boy would wanna spend so much time around a girl. I started to see the signs; I realized you were lookin’ at her...the way other teenage boys looked at the girls they liked.

“But, honestly...I sorta knew it even before then. Even when I was a little girl, I knew there was somethin’ goin’ on. I didn’t know what or why, of course...but I knew. I knew that, for some reason, my big brother was spendin’ a heck of a lot less time with me. That didn’t raise too many flags on its own; I knew teenagers didn’t like spendin’ much time with their little siblin’s. What did confuse me was that you were spendin’ a lot more time around her. I used to think it was just because she was so amazin’.”

Apple Bloom looked over at Applejack, smiling warmly. “You were only a teenager,” she continued, “but you were already the biggest rodeo star in a hundred miles. Everyone looked up to you; everyone thought you were the best thing since zap apple jam...even me. And that was before you and your friends got those fancy necklaces from Princess Celestia. On top of all that, you were one of the prettiest girls in town. Who wouldn’t wanna spend time with someone like that?” Despite the gravity of the situation, the humble Applejack couldn’t help but blush from the flattery.

“When I got older,” said Apple Bloom, “I realized there was more to it than that. I realized that...in a man’s mind...there’s a heap of difference between a grown woman and a little girl still goin’ through puberty. I realized you weren’t just pretty, you were hot; the boys my age weren’t shy about sayin’ so. I knew how much you had goin’ for you...and how little I had goin’ for me. I felt like the only way I could ever get folks to look at me was to...show them I could be just as much of a woman as you...just as mature as you. In a way, it worked; I got lots of attention from boys growin’ up...but not from the one boy I wanted to get attention from.”

I wasn’t looking at her, but I could feel Apple Bloom’s gaze on me. My guilty conscience wanted me to keep looking forward, but my brotherly instincts took control and compelled me to slowly turn my head. As I had suspected, her big orange eyes were glued on me, tiny tears welling up at their edges. I quickly wrapped my arm around her, pulling her against me and using my other hand to grasp hers. Apple Bloom melted into my embrace, burying her face in my shoulder and sniffling softly.

“Apple Bloom,” I whispered, “I’m sorry. From the bottom of my heart, I’m sorry. I never meant to make you feel that way. I never meant to make you feel like I didn’t love you. I never meant to make you feel like...you had to be someone you weren’t just to get my attention. If I had known...I’d have done things different. I’d have spent every day with you if I had to. I wish I could just...go back...go back and do it all over again.”

“You can’t go back,” said Applejack, scooting closer and joining the embrace. “None of us can. We’ve all done things we regret. We’ve all mistreated each other at some point, but that’s all in the past now. All we can do is...move on, move on and...treat each other right from now on.”

“Then that’s what we’ll do,” I said. “All of us.”

Apple Bloom nodded, squeezing Applejack’s hand and mine. “We will,” she said. “I’m not gonna mess up again. I finally got my brother back...and my sister. Two outta three’s more than I ever hoped for.”

Later that evening, when the nighttime chill had arrived and our bellies were full of s’mores, my sisters and I finally retired for the day. After cleaning up our garbage and properly dousing the fire, we entered our cozy little tent and zipped it closed behind us. The inside of the tent would have been pitch black if not for the small lantern we had brought along with us, which provided enough illumination for us to see what we were doing. Our bedding consisted of two pillows and two plush sleeping bags zipped together to create one giant bag large enough to fit all three of us, as long as we huddled closely. Of course, none of us considered this to be a problem.

We lied down on our sleeping bag, removing our shoes and clothing. None of us had bothered to bring pajamas; after all, we knew what the best way to preserve body heat was. As we stripped, Apple Bloom suddenly leaned over, bringing her face in close to mine. “Hold still,” she said. Before I could ask her what she was doing, she stuck out her tongue and quickly licked at the corner of my mouth. As she pulled back, I saw a bit of chocolate on her tongue which had not been there a moment ago.

“Oh,” I said, realizing where the chocolate had come from. “Uh, thanks.”

Apple Bloom quickly swallowed down the chocolate, giving me a grin. “Don’t mention it,” she said.

Three pairs of shoes were soon lined up beside our sleeping bag, and three sets of clothing, complete with underwear, had been carefully set aside for the morning. We settled into our sleeping bag with me in the middle and my sisters on either side of me, pressing up against me. We rested our heads on the pillows and nuzzled each other while gently rubbing each other with our legs and feet. I wrapped and arm around both of them, holding them tightly and giving each of them a peck on the lips.

“Goodnight, guys,” said Applejack softly, reaching towards the lantern to switch it off.

“Woah, hang on a minute!” said Apple Bloom. “We’re not goin’ right to sleep, are we?”

“It’s late,” said Applejack, “and we gotta get up bright and early tomorrow.”

“Oh, come on!” said Apple Bloom. “Here we are, all by ourselves, miles away from anyone else, and you don’t wanna fool around even a little?”

“We’re gonna need all our energy for the hike,” said Applejack, “and I don’t wanna hear any more bellyachin’ from you two about bein’ tired on the way.”

“That was just Anon doin’ that,” said Apple Bloom, “and even he agrees with me. Don’t you?”

Before I could answer, I felt Apple Bloom reach down between my legs and take hold of my member, stroking me gently. Over the past couple of weeks, Apple Bloom had gotten plenty of chances to play with my body, and was quickly learning how best to push my buttons. “I, uh...” I began, struggling to form my words in the face of her pleasurable distraction. “Yeah, I’m...alright with it. And I promise I won’t complain any more, honest.”

Applejack pursed her lips, considering her decision while Apple Bloom gave her the best puppy dog eyes she could muster. Eventually, Applejack sighed and her lips stretched into a smile. “Alright,” she said. “We can mess around for a little while, but we gotta go straight to sleep afterwards, you hear?”

“We promise,” said Apple Bloom. “Right, Anon?”

Apple Bloom stroked my rapidly stiffening member even faster, turning the weak trickle of pleasure I was receiving into a steady stream. “Uh...yeah,” I said. “Right.”

With that out of the way, Apple Bloom set upon me, quickly leaning in and kissing me deeply, sending her tongue into my mouth. I kissed her back, my hand moving down her back to her butt and grasping one of her soft cheeks. I heard Applejack chuckle before she too came in close and kissed her way up my neck and cheek to my lips. Despite her earlier reluctance, she seemed perfectly fine with forcing her way into our kiss, pressing her lips against ours and tongue wrestling with us. As she did so, I reached down and grabbed a handful of one of her plump butt cheeks as well.

As the moments passed and our kissing grew more energetic, so too did Apple Bloom’s pumping, and my mind was soon filled with lust. Further adding to the experience was Applejack, who sent a hand down below as well and gently played with my balls, massaging them with her practiced touch. It did not take much of this before I was moaning softly into their mouths, my sisters having practiced their dual-assault many times over the past couple of weeks. Of course, three could play at that game. Releasing their cheeks, I sent my hands lower, going in between their legs and reaching for their soft, warm pussies. As my fingers found them and stroked both sets of lips simultaneously, my sisters gasped, releasing a stream of moans as I continued to work them.

After a minute or so of this, Apple Bloom pulled out of the kiss, looking over at Applejack. “You know, AJ,” she whispered, “Anon was awful nice to carry the big bag for us today.”

Applejack broke our kiss, pulling back and looking over at Apple Bloom. “He sure was,” she whispered with a grin.

“I think we should do somethin’ to...show our appreciation,” said Apple Bloom, giving me a sultry look.

“That sounds like a wonderful idea,” said Applejack, giving me a similar look. “What did you have in mind?”

Apple Bloom leaned in close to Applejack’s ear, whispering something into it. At the same time, she sharply increased the speed of her pumping, the sudden surge in pleasure making me grunt and moan, preventing me from hearing what she said. As Apple Bloom spoke, Applejack’s smile widened, and she looked down at me with a mischievous glint in her eye. When she was finished, Apple Bloom leaned back, her pumping returning to its normal rate.

“I think he’d enjoy that quite a bit,” said Applejack.

Apple Bloom’s pumping slowly ground to a halt, leaving me feeling unsatisfied and craving more. “Get outta the bag,” whispered Apple Bloom, sternly but sexily. Not wanting to delay whatever they had planned for me for even a second, I quickly obeyed, crawling out of the sleeping bag along with them. At their instruction, I laid down on my back and spread my legs wide, my shoulders and head propped up by the pillows.

I looked down and watched with anticipation as Applejack and Apple Bloom slowly got down on their bellies between my legs, bringing their faces in close to my stiff member. They leaned in and closed their eyes, planting gentle kisses on my balls. They did not linger long, however, soon moving upwards, kissing every inch of my shaft along the way. As they neared my head, Applejack gently grasped my shaft and angled it upwards, perpendicular to my body. My sisters pressed their lips against the sensitive skin of my head, planting kisses across the entirety of its surface area.

Their plump, feminine lips were soon joined by their warm, wet tongues, which slinked their way out and lightly lapped at my head. Their licks gradually grew longer and slower as they worked their way around my head, coating every inch of it in their saliva. After lapping up the beads of pre that their ministrations had drawn forth, they slowly moved downwards once again, getting my shaft as wet as my head. With two mouths between them, it was easy for them to cover every inch, merely having to press their lips together around me and lap at me as they moved their heads down. Eventually, they reached the base of my shaft and pulled back their heads, trails of saliva connecting their lips with my sopping wet skin.

My sisters opened their eyes, looking up at me with sultry smiles on their faces. Keeping their eyes locked on mine, Apple Bloom moved her mouth down to my balls, while Applejack moved back up to my head. Applejack opened her mouth wide and took my head into her mouth, wrapping her lips around my shaft. At the same time, Apple Bloom took one of my balls into her mouth, getting a firm, but gentle hold on it. Applejack slowly pushed her head down, taking me further and further into her mouth while Apple Bloom sucked on me and massaged me with her tongue. After months of near-daily practice, Applejack’s oral skills had improved tremendously, allowing her to take almost the entirety of my length into her mouth and send my tip deep down her throat. Her mouth tightened around me as she formed her vacuum seal, and then the assault on my senses truly began.

As Apple Bloom slobbered on my balls like they were candy, Applejack slowly bobbed up and down on my shaft, going all the way back up to my head before going back down as far as she could. The feeling of being sucked through her soft, wet, warm mouth back into her tight throat was powerful enough to make me grunt and moan wildly. The warm pleasure of her touch seemed to radiate throughout my entire body, my toes curling and my hands reflexively grasping the sleeping bag tightly. She gradually increased speed, eagerly swallowing my length again and again, each time sending another wave of pleasure surging through me and sending me spiraling further into my own arousal. I closed my eyes, submitting to their overwhelming assault and letting the pleasure wash me away.

I didn’t know how long it had been when I felt Applejack’s mouth slide off of me, so enraptured was I. As I opened my eyes to see why the pleasure had stopped, I was greeted with the sight of Apple Bloom releasing my balls and leaning in towards my head, quickly taking it into her mouth. Like Applejack, she too formed a tight seal around my shaft with her lips before sucking me deep into her mouth. Having had relatively few chances to practice in her time with us, Apple Bloom was not able to take me as deeply as Applejack, still working on getting me into her throat. She more than made up for her inexperience with intense passion, sucking me quickly and tightly in an effort to compete with her big sister. While Apple Bloom took her turn, Applejack lowered herself down, taking Apple Bloom’s place at my balls.

Once again, the pleasure of their mouths and tongues on my tender skin wrapped my mind in a thick blanket of lust. While her touch was noticeably different from Applejack’s, Apple Bloom’s was incredible in its own right. What was lost in strength and steadiness was replaced by energy and enthusiasm, as I would have expected of the little fiery redhead. I was reminded of when my mother would play guitar for us. Sometimes, she would play slow, soulful music that filled you up with warmth from the inside out. Other times, she would play quick, lively tunes that made you want to laugh and dance. Both kinds were enjoyable in their own, special ways; both kinds were enough to make me smile and fill me with love for the one responsible for it.

Over the next few minutes, my sisters switched back and forth several times, never leaving me without one of their mouths on my shaft for more than a brief moment at a time. Their combined efforts were so effective, in fact, that I soon felt myself nearing my climax, the last shreds of my willpower rapidly wearing away. “I’m close,” I said in an attempt to warm them. What happened next, however, was something I did not expect. A split second after the words had left my lips, I felt both of their mouths leave my skin, the sensory barrage grinding to a screeching halt. My eyes shot open as my twitching member flopped down onto my stomach, freed from the warm confines of Apple Bloom’s mouth, who had been pleasuring me at the time.

The expression on my face must have been particularly desperate, as my sisters looked up at me and giggled. “Don’t worry, sugarcube,” said Applejack, “we won’t leave you hangin’.”

“Yeah,” said Apple Bloom. “We just don’t want you fillin’ up on the appetizer before you get to try the main course.”

Their words confused me, but my body was screaming so loudly for release that I was willing to go along with whatever they had in store for me. Luckily, I didn’t have to wait long to find out what that was. Getting up on their hands and knees, my sisters quickly crawled from between my legs to either side of me, lying down on their bellies once again. They faced inwards, towards me, their bodies perpendicular to mine. They scooted in close and rested their heavy breasts on my upper thighs, their faces just a few scant inches away from each other. They bent their legs at their knees, sticking their feet up into the air where they slowly kicked and wiggled.

“I’ve been wantin’ to try this since you first let me use my boobs on you,” said Apple Bloom, looking up at me. “If one pair’s good, then two...well, I guess you can tell us how it feels.”

Applejack brought her hands up to my member, grasping it gently and pointing it upwards. At the same time, Apple Bloom took hold of her breasts, squishing them together and pushing them forwards. Applejack released my member as Apple Bloom pressed her breasts up against it, letting it nestle in the long valley of her cleavage. Taking hold of her own breasts, Applejack pushed them forwards as well, pressing them up against my member and Apple Bloom’s breasts. As my sisters’ breasts collided and gently squished together, their stiff pink nipples came together and kissed, making them both moan softly. The moan that came from my own lips as I was suddenly sandwiched between four huge, warm, and incredibly soft mountains of feminine flesh was much less subtle.

I looked down at the unbelievably lewd sight in front of me: my rock-hard member engulfed in my sisters’ breasts, only my head managing to peek out from within their confines. My sisters looked up at me and grinned, their eyes overflowing with love and lust. When they turned back to each other, they lunged forward, bringing their lips together in an intense, sloppy kiss. As their tongues twirled and danced with each other, small amounts of saliva dripped from their mouths and fell down, landing on my tip and flowing down between their breasts. After a few moments of watching them kiss, I felt the pressure around my member suddenly increase as they mashed their breasts together, embracing me tightly. With some unspoken signal passing between them, they simultaneously hefted their breasts upwards, slowly dragging them across my length.

The first stroke sent a tingle running through me all the way down to the tips of my toes and all the way up to the top of my head. I had no time to recover, as the first was soon followed by a second, and a third, and before I knew it, I was being inundated by a constant stream of pleasure. The ground that had been lost while my sisters had switched positions was quickly made up as they stroked me faster and faster, my member plunging through their soft flesh with machinelike regularity. In a fit of lust, I reached out and grabbed one of their plump butt cheeks in each hand, squeezing them roughly. Applejack and Apple Bloom moaned into each other’s mouths as they continued to kiss, adding to the mixed grunts and moans coming from my own mouth. I could feel the rapid pounding of their hearts through my throbbing member, the Apple family blood that ran through our veins boiling from the fires of our combined lust.

After being on the receiving end of their intense oral ministrations for so long, it should come as no surprise that my sisters were able to coax me back up to my peak in no time at all. Once again, I felt that familiar feeling as the dam that was my endurance came close to bursting, threatening to release the flood of pleasure building up behind it. “Girls! I’m gonna...I’m gonna...” I said, my lust-filled brain trying to assemble the words. This time, my sisters did not keep me from my sweet release. Gripping their breasts firmly, they continued to pump them up and down, accelerating to incredible speeds. I managed to hold out for a few more seconds under their assault before I snapped, and my orgasm hit me.

My muscles clenched, my fingers digging deeply into their plump butt cheeks and my face contorting in pleasure. My back arched reflexively, my thrusting hips sending my member plunging through their soft flesh towards their faces. As I felt the sudden pressure of the river flowing up my shaft to my tip, I let out a mighty bellow, filling the woods with the sound of my ecstasy. Wave after wave of my seed burst forth from me, my sisters working hard to coax every drop out of me that they could. I heard them as they pumped; I heard their muffled moans as they continued their sloppy makeout session. I could see none of this with my eyes clamped shut, but the intense pleasure flowing up my body to my brain had me seeing stars. After releasing the last little bit I had in me out through my aching member, my body finally gave out, and I collapsed down onto the sleeping bag once again.

I laid there limply as I recovered, strength slowly returning to my limbs and the thick fog of pleasure slowly dissipating. My chest rose and fell as I sucked cool air into my lungs, my ears filled with the sound of my heavy breaths. The two other chests still smooshed together around me had stopped their pumping, but I could feel their gentle rise and fall as their owners also caught their breath. I flexed my fingers to stretch them out, lightly squeezing and stroking my sisters’ cheeks. When my eyelids eventually fluttered open, I was staring up at the top of the tent. As I lowered my gaze and saw the sight that awaited me there, I felt my exhausted member twitch.

My sisters were still in the same position they had been in the last time I had seen them: their breasts still wrapped around me and their faces still pressed together as they breathed heavily. What made the blood flowing out of my member suddenly stop and reverse course was the fact that both Applejack’s and Apple Bloom’s faces were covered with a thick smattering of a certain sticky white fluid. Their lips, their cheeks, their chins, and even their adorable noses had all received a portion of my load, their light pink skin stained white. As I watched, my seed slowly dribbled down their faces, small drops dripping off of their chins and falling down to their breasts. Quite a bit had already fallen down before I had looked, the four mountains having a generous coating of snow on them.

While I was taking in the lewd image before me, my sisters slowly opened their eyes and saw the state they were in. Their eyes gradually widened as they looked at the features of the faces before them, undoubtedly realizing that their own faces probably looked similar. A tense moment followed as they looked into each other’s eyes, their breathing rapidly accelerating. The two suddenly lunged forward, pressing their lips together and sharing a kiss that made their previous one look chaste. They removed their hands from their breasts and each wrapped their arms around the others’ shoulders, pulling their faces together and smearing my seed across their skin even further.

Their tongues danced across each other’s skin as often as they darted into each other’s mouths, lapping up my seed and sharing it between them. In their excitement, they ended up dropping much of it, the mixture of seed and saliva dripping down onto their heaving breasts and into the valleys between them. That being said, they did make slow progress towards cleaning themselves up, the majority of my seed eventually making its way down their throats, typically after being passed back and forth a few times by their dextrous tongues. The entire time, I lied there frozen, incapable of doing anything to interrupt the act of incestuous lust taking place before my eyes even if I had wanted to.

After what felt like hours later, the last drop on their faces was lapped up and swallowed down, leaving their skin covered in nothing but a slick layer of their saliva. For a moment, the two looked a bit disappointed, thinking that they had finished their late-night snack. As their gazes drifted downwards to their soiled breasts, however, they perked up again, slight grins appearing on their lips. Apple Bloom was the first to react, leaning down towards Applejack’s breasts and greedily licking them clean. After getting a good mouthful, Apple Bloom pulled back to savor it, allowing Applejack to dive in towards her breasts and give them a similar treatment. The two went back and forth like that, sharing plenty of kisses in between, until eventually, their breasts had been made as clean as their faces, “clean” being a matter of perspective.

As they released each other and pulled back, their breasts parted and released my member, which flopped down onto my stomach. Despite having just been put through an intense workout, my sisters’ display had given it ample reason to remain standing at attention, ready to take on whatever it thought was coming next. My sisters felt it as it slid across their skin, looking down at it with loving gazes. Readjusting themselves and leaning their heads in towards it, they gave me a gentle tongue bath, lapping up the fluids that still coated it. Their light licks and soft kisses on my tender skin sent aftershocks of pleasure coursing through me, making me twitch and gasp reflexively. After every last inch of my shaft, head, and even my balls had been treated to their oral ministrations, they finally withdrew, sharing one last slow kiss to clean each other’s mouths.

When their lips parted, they turned towards me, giving me gentle, loving looks. They slowly crawled over and lied at my sides, pressing themselves up against me and resting their heads on my shoulders. “How was that for a ‘thank you’?” whispered Applejack.

I gulped, trying to find my voice again as I looked into her big green eyes. “That was...incredible,” I whispered. “Absolutely incredible.” I looked over at Apple Bloom, who was staring at me with her big orange eyes. “I love you girls so much. So much.”

“We love you too,” whispered Apple Bloom, leaning in and pressing her lips against mine. I kissed her slowly, but passionately, sending my tongue into her mouth and caressing hers. A moment later, I felt a hand on my cheek which gently pulled my head away from Apple Bloom. Applejack, trying to get her own turn, turned my head towards her and kissed me as well, our tongues twirling around each other. Not wanting to be left out, Apple Bloom leaned in and joined our kiss, her tongue muscling its way between ours. Putting an arm around both of them, I held them tightly against me as we shared out three-way kiss, licking and sucking on each other’s lips and tongues.

A minute or so later, we parted, leaving quick pecks on each other’s lips before we pulled back. “Sugarcube,” said Applejack, looking at me, “I know you’re probably tuckered out, but...all of that got me mighty worked up. You think you got one more in you? I want my man to take care of me...the way only a man can.”

“Don’t forget about me,” said Apple Bloom, an adorably needy look on her face.

I smiled at each of them in turn. “For you two, I could go all night long,” I said.

“Tough talk,” said Applejack, giving me a playfully intense look. “Let’s see how long of a ride you can give this cowgirl.”

Giving me one last quick peck, Applejack pushed herself up into a kneeling position next to me. Apple Bloom scooted aside as Applejack threw a leg over me, kneeling above my hips and looking down on me. She placed one of her hands on my shoulder to steady herself, sending the other downward to where my member laid. Gently taking hold of it, she angled it upwards, pointing it directly towards her smooth, plump pussy. I could see that her lower lips were already moist, small droplets of her juices dripping down onto my skin every so often. She hung there above me for a moment before slowly bending her knees, lowering herself downward. I watched in eager anticipation as our most private parts gradually made their way towards each other.

When she had finally crossed the distance between us and her soft, warm skin made contact with my tip, a shiver of pleasure passed through both of us, making us both of gasp. She ground her hips back and forth on my stiff pillar, the teasing eliciting soft moans from us. When I slipped in between her lips and up against her entrance, she shivered and looked up at me, her eyes filled with need. Keeping her eyes locked on mine, she took a deep breath, then slowly lowered herself, sending my tip plunging into her tight, wet passageway. As the familiar pleasure washed over me, I grunted reflexively, the intense sensation making my earlier treatment seem like light foreplay. Applejack bit her lip and moaned adorably as inch after inch of my flesh disappeared into her. By the time her hips finally collided with mine and I hilted inside of her, both of us were breathing heavily.

Applejack gripped my shoulders with both hands; her breasts rose and fell in time with her heaving chest. After steadying her shaky limbs, she summoned her strength and pushed herself back upwards, her hips lifting off of mine. The tight grip of her inner walls felt just as amazing going up as they had going down, quickly sending me back into the lustful daze I had emerged from only a short while ago. When only my head remained inside of her, Applejack stopped her ascent and began her trip back down, going slowly and carefully for the sake of my recently used member. Our hips eventually made contact again, squishing together for but a brief moment before she once again rose to repeat the cycle.

A steady stream of moans flowed from Applejack’s mouth as she rode me, gradually increasing in volume as her hips increased in speed. As I lied back and let the waves of pleasure wash over me, my hands moved subconsciously to her thick thighs, wandering up them and around her hips to her plump, round butt cheeks. I took hold of them and squeezed them gently, feeling the two massive mounds of muscle surrounded by a layer of soft, feminine flesh. Her face contorted into a variety of pleasured expressions as I massaged them, each one more erotic than the last. My boldness only seemed to spur her onward, her bouncing rapidly accelerating and making her breasts jiggle and sway above my face.

I fell into a sort of trance as I watched her massive mammaries move, a trance which was eventually broken when Apple Bloom grabbed my face and pressed her lips against mine, kissing me deeply. Quickly refocusing my attention, I kissed her back with all the energy and passion I could muster, not wanting my little sister to feel left out even for a moment. After several moments of tongue wrestling, Apple Bloom pulled back, staring at me with a lustful gaze.

“I can’t wait any longer,” she said. I noticed that she was squirming, rubbing her thighs together in a desperate attempt to stimulate herself.

“Then don’t,” I said, looking into her eyes.

At my invitation, Apple Bloom quickly pushed herself up into a kneeling position and shuffled over towards my head. She lifted a leg over me and knelt on my pillow, her legs to either side of me and her hips directly above me. Looking upwards, I saw her plump pussy hovering less than a foot above my face, her lips already glistening wet. She wasted no time in lowering herself downwards, her hips descending quickly, but carefully. Her lips soon made contact with mine, and I kissed them firmly, but gently, making her moan. Melting into my touch, she cautiously rested her body weight on me, her soft, round butt cheeks squishing against my nose and forehead.

As she settled in, I felt Applejack’s hands leave me and saw them reappear on Apple Bloom’s shoulders; Apple Bloom similarly reached forward and grabbed Applejack’s shoulders to steady herself. I continued to kiss Apple Bloom, sticking out my tongue and lightly caressing her lips from bottom to top. A thin trickle of her sweet nectar issued forth from her depths, my reward for making her squeal so adorably. Apple Bloom apparently wasn’t kidding about not being able to wait, as she proceeded to grind herself on my face, not content with my light teasing. Not wanting to deny her any longer, I pressed my open mouth up against her slit and slid my tongue between her lips, up to her entrance, and right on through into her tight, wet passageway.

A slew of uneven moans and whimpers reached my ears as I forced my way through the tight grip of her inner walls. Apple Bloom shuddered and ground herself even more forcefully against me, smothering me between the pillow behind my head and the two pressed against my face. After an intense struggle, I made it about as far into her as my tongue would allow me to reach, then got to work. Using what I had learned of my little sister’s body during our time together, I soon had her wailing, thrusting in and out of her at a rapid, but steady pace. I concentrated on the spots I had found to produce the greatest effect on her, digging the tip of my tongue into her tender flesh and giving it a firm massage.

Her vocalizations grew more frequent and more intense with each passing moment, which is why I noticed right away when they were suddenly muffled. Listening closely, I realized that I could hear the noises of intense, sloppy kissing, the sound of both of my sisters’ moans leaking out every once in a while. I felt them both lean in towards each other, undoubtedly wrapping their arms around one another and pressing their breasts together as they made out. Of course, with my vision almost completely obscured by Apple Bloom’s cheeks, I could confirm none of this visually, although it was not difficult to imagine something I had seen many times by that point. Spurred on by their own display of passion, my sisters grew more energetic in their movements, Applejack slamming down on me even faster and Apple Bloom grinding on me even harder.

With Applejack’s hips moving so quickly, I found it increasingly difficult to keep hold of her cheeks. Taking the opportunity to give my other sister some attention too, I released my grip and pulled my hands back, bringing them around Apple Bloom’s hips to her butt. As I placed my hands on her soft globes and lightly sunk my fingers into them, I heard her let out a loud moan, clearly audible even with Applejack’s tongue in her mouth. I continued to play with her butt as I ate her out, jiggling it, kneading it, and pulling it further down onto my face, loving the feel of her soft skin on mine. She seemed to enjoy the treatment, as she wiggled her hips back and forth, motorboating me with her cheeks.

Having just given my sisters my load a short time before, I was able to last for quite a while, something they presumably appreciated. For several long, intense minutes, we kept up our lovemaking, the three of us driving one another to greater and greater heights of pleasure. Applejack continued to slam her wide hips down onto me again and again, her plump flesh audibly slapping against mine every time. Apple Bloom continued to grind herself against me, slathering my face with copious amounts of her warm juices. For my part, I did my best to pleasure them from the awkward position I was in. While I thrust into Apple Bloom’s tender folds, I sent my hands wandering across both of my sisters’ bodies. I caressed their long legs, their plump butts, their toned stomachs, their big, soft breasts, and their rock-hard nipples; I even sprinkled in a few quick tickles every now and then.

Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end, although that doesn’t mean that the end can’t be enjoyable too. After enduring my sisters’ tight grips on my member and my tongue, feeling the rhythmic slapping and grinding of their flesh against mine, and listening to the myriad of moans, grunts, squeals and everything in between coming from their busy lips for so long, I had once again neared my peak and was dangerously close to throwing myself over it. My mouth being a bit busy, I had no way of communicating my predicament to my sisters beyond a quick series of muffled moans. Miraculously, they somehow managed to hear my vocalizations through all the other noises filling the air and interpret them correctly. Judging by how quickly and forcefully they moved, I imaged they were not far off themselves.

Upon receiving my warning, my sisters pushed themselves into overdrive, trying to catch up and make sure we all finished together. With Apple Bloom pressing her lower lips firmly against my mouth, I was easily able to reach her most sensitive spots, thrusting against them with all the speed I could muster. Applejack’s strong legs sent her bobbing up and down at an impressive rate, the hefty girl’s hips slamming into mine like the world’s most pleasurable freight train. I heard them lock their lips together, where they would remain throughout the entirety of our shared climax.

Apple Bloom was the first to go, unsurprisingly. I felt her inner walls clamp down on my tongue like a vice as I worked her tender flesh. I heard a muffled scream of ecstasy which I recognized as hers, reverberating loudly in my ears even with her mouth locked on Applejack’s. The steady stream of juices leaking out of her and into my mouth swelled to a raging river, hurling wave after wave at me, with me barely managing to swallow it all down. I felt her body tremble violently above me, her hips bucking against my face reflexively. I continued to work her as she came, seeking to give her the best orgasm I could.

A few short seconds after Apple Bloom reached her peak, Applejack did as well. Lifting up her hips one final time, she slammed them down upon me with pelvis-crushing force, spearing herself on my member. I was forced through her tight passageway, not stopping until I had hilted inside of her and I felt my tip lightly kiss her cervix. Another muffled cry pierced the air, Applejack joining Apple Bloom in screaming into each other’s mouths. Her inner walls tightened around me, squeezing me with an iron grip in an attempt to milk me. I felt the skin around my member grow warm and wet as she spurted out copious amounts of her juices onto me. Like Apple Bloom, her body trembled and shook, her hips bucking against me as she rode out her own orgasm.

The physical stimulation of Applejack’s grip, combined with the sexual thrill of bringing both of my beautiful sisters to orgasm, finally wore down what remained of my willpower. Giving in to the pleasure building up inside of me, I opened the proverbial floodgates, letting my own climax shoot through me like a lightning bolt. I felt it fill up every inch of my body, my muscles clenching and quivering as they were overwhelmed by the sensation. I let out a loud, grunting moan into Apple Bloom’s pussy as I felt a torrent of seed flow up my shaft, through my head, and shoot out right onto the entrance to Applejack’s womb. Each spurt sent another shockwave flowing through me, my mind pounded into submission by their sheer force. I poured everything I still had in me into Applejack, just as my sisters poured everything they had onto me.

In my mind, the moment felt like it lasted hours, each little movement and each minute noise any of us made spurring the other two on for another wave. Our spirits may have been willing to continue on like that forever, but our bodies were not built for such an endeavor. Eventually, even our strong muscles, hardened by years of farm work, gave out, bringing our moment of ecstasy to a close. As one, the three of us collapsed, me falling limply onto the sleeping bag beneath me and my sisters falling forward onto each other. I heard the sound of their heavy breaths as their lips finally parted and they sucked much-needed air into their lungs. I managed to pry my mouth off of Apple Bloom’s other set of lips, letting me fill my own needy lungs with cool, night air.

After several moments, my clouded mind detected the sound of Applejack’s voice. “Apple Bloom,” she panted. A moment later, I felt Apple Bloom’s weight lifted off of me as her hips rose up off of my face. Holding on to Applejack to steady herself, Apple Bloom lifted her leg back over my head and down onto the sleeping bag beside her other one. She quickly lowered herself into a sitting position then flopped down next to me, resting her head on the pillow next to mine. Her support gone, Applejack fell forward onto me, managing to make a controlled descent. She pressed her chest against mine, stretched out her tired legs, and nuzzled my face, closing her eyes while she rested. Apple Bloom got closer and grabbed my arm, burying her face in the crook of my neck and closing her eyes.

We lied like that for a while, listening to the sounds of each other’s heavy breathing as we enjoyed our afterglow. As strength gradually returned to my muscles and clarity gradually returned to my mind, I opened my eyes and looked upon the serene faces of my sisters. I puckered my lips and planted a gentle kiss on each of their faces, smiling as their eyes fluttered open. They looked into my eyes and smiled back at me, giving me little kisses of their own.

“Did I do alright?” I whispered.

Applejack chuckled softly. “You did great,” she whispered, “just like always.”

“You’re the best big brother ever,” whispered Apple Bloom.

“Well, you’re the best little sister ever,” I said, leaning in and giving her a deep kiss. When I pulled back, I looked back at Applejack. “And you’re the best big sister ever.” We brought our lips together and shared another deep kiss, our tongues slowly twirling together.

“Ditto,” said Apple Bloom, joining us in our kiss.

For a minute or two, we continued our gentle three-way kiss, licking each other’s tongues and lips. We eventually broke our kiss, leaving gentle pecks on each other’s lips as parting gifts. Realizing that she was still impaled on me, Applejack braced herself and slowly raised her hips up and off of me. Both of us moaned softly as our tender flesh slid together, my member soon popping out of her warm folds and flopping down onto my stomach. She looked down at it, then back up at me, giving me a sweet smile. She crawled backwards on her hands and knees, lying down on her side between my legs with her face near my member. She leaned in towards it and stuck out her tongue, gently lapping up our combined fluids and licking me clean.

Apple Bloom smiled and pushed herself up on her hands and knees. “Lift that leg, sis!” she said, crawling down to where Applejack lied. “Someone’s gotta clean you up too.”

Applejack indeed lifted her leg out of the way, allowing Apple Bloom to get between her legs and bring her mouth to Applejack’s dripping pussy. Apple Bloom gently lapped at the plump lips and glistening folds, cleaning up the fluids that slowly leaked from within her. I reached down and gently stroked Applejack’s hair as she cleaned me; she looked up at me and smiled as she swallowed down every trace of our fluids that she could find. Apple Bloom finished her self-appointed task first, pulling back her head from Applejack’s spotless lips. She lied down next to Applejack, helping her quickly finish licking the last few drops from my shaft.

When my skin was clean, barring their saliva, they swallowed down the last of their treat and licked their lips. They crawled back up towards me, and together, we climbed back inside the sleeping bag, all three of us in need of rest. Applejack and I lied down on our sides facing each other, with Apple Bloom sandwiching herself in between us. Applejack reached over to where our lantern sat and switched it off, plunging the tent into darkness. We weren’t scared though; we had each other. We wrapped our arms around each other and rubbed our legs together, snuggling to share our body heat.

“Goodnight, guys,” yawned Apple Bloom, giving Applejack and I quick, goodnight kisses. “I love you.”

“We love you too, sugarcube,” whispered Applejack.

Applejack and I exchanged our own goodnight kiss, then closed our eyes and set off for dreamland along with our beloved little sister.

The bright, mid-morning sun hung high overhead, shining down on the technicolor waters of Winsome Falls. The tall, roaring waterfalls sent down a flood of liquid rainbow, the bright colors sparkling in the sunlight. Floating through the air were dozens of small, puffy clouds, most of which were sending small waterfalls of their own raining down. The streams of colorful liquid that flowed from the falls snaked through a field of bright green grass which swayed gently in the breeze.

My sisters and I stood side-by-side, taking in the majestic scenery before us. Out of curiosity, I looked over at Apple Bloom for a moment, who was standing next to me. She was staring out at the falls with a wide grin on her lips and a sparkle in her eye. Her long red hair flowed behind her back, dancing in the wind like the flames of our campfire. My eyes wandered over the features of her face, her warm eyes, her adorable nose, her plush lips, her smooth cheeks, and her soft, feminine chin. Hers was the face of a woman with the heart and spirit of a child, but a woman nonetheless.

A hint of sadness crept into my mind as I looked upon her. Part of me would always think of her as the plucky little girl she was all those years ago, but for her sake, I would have to think of her as the mature woman she was as well; she deserved nothing less. In what had seemed like the blink of an eye to me, my little sister had grown up, and I had barely even noticed. I had had my chance to stay by her side and enjoy her company throughout the last few years of her childhood, but I had not taken it, and I had no one to blame but myself. No matter how much time I spent wishing teenage Anon had spent more time with his little sister, nothing would come of it. Looking backward would solve nothing, only looking forward would.

But looking forward did not offer me much comfort either. Apple Bloom and I had already grown much closer then we used to be, but would that continue? Would we ever truly be able to make up for lost time? Would she and I ever be able to recapture the relationship we had had once upon a time? I hoped with all my heart that we would, and that I would not fall into the same trap that I had before, taking my little sister’s love for granted.

My train of thought was interrupted when I felt a soft, warm hand grasp mine. I turned my head and looked over to my other side, where Applejack stood. She was looking over at me, smiling warmly. No words passed between us, but we both seemed to know the other’s thoughts. My worries slowly melted away, and I smiled back at her, threading my fingers through hers. No matter what happened, no matter what awaited us in the future, we would face it together. We all would.