Sugar Belle gingerly tiptoed to the bed’s footboard, carefully raising the blanket and starting to slowly slide inside.
It was early in the morning and Big Mac was still deep in slumber underneath the covers. Sugar Belle herself had just woken up a few minutes ago, her nethers burning with need. She couldn’t quite remember what exactly she had been dreaming about, but it left her hot, bothered, and desperately aware of the wetness in her panties. An image of a huge drooling horsecock flashed repeatedly within her mind – one of the last vestiges of her fading dream.
While she couldn’t return back into the hazy world of sleep to continue enjoying it, there now was something right in front of her that could satisfy her carnal needs just as well – Big Mac’s fat, musky package. Sugar Belle slid between the sleeping stallion’s legs, moving face-first directly to his crotch.
She could only see the contours of Big Mac’s body in the darkness underneath the covers. But while the light was scarce, the scents definitely weren’t. With her muzzle at the level of Big Mac’s knees, Sugar Belle could already feel the stallion’s heavy musk permeating the air. She breathed in deep, savoring the smell of her lover’s cock. Her muzzle was moving steadily closer to Mac’s bulging underwear as if attracted by its intoxicating scent. The space between Sugar Belle’s nose and the white cotton of Big Mac’s briefs shortened rapidly, leaving the mare with her muzzle buried deep in the stallion’s nuts just a few seconds later.
She inhaled again, filling her lungs with the smell of Mac’s ballsack. It was just as delightful as it always was. The smell of a real stud. One whiff of it was enough to make a mare’s nethers heat up, and with Sugar Belle’s muzzle pressed so tightly into Big Mac’s crotch it was only a matter of time until her poor lusty mind would begin to melt.
She waved her head around, massaging the stallion’s nuts with her nose. Sugar Belle reveled in the plump firmness of Big Mac’s sack, dreaming of the sea of salty spunk that rested within. With each inhale of Mac’s potent scent, the need within her grew and became ever more unbearable. Without even thinking about it, she opened her mouth, grazing the smooth fabric of his underwear with her teeth and tasting it with her tongue. The neutral flavor of cotton was heavily marred by the powerful taste of a virile male, providing a good appetizer for the lust-driven mare.
Having properly sampled Big Mac’s bulge with her mouth, Sugar Belle was beginning to aim for the real deal. Rubbing her face into the stallion’s cotton-covered crotch definitely felt nice, but nothing could replace the delightful fleshy feel of a big throbbing cock.
She searched for the hems of Big Mac’s briefs with her hands, running her fingers lightly across the stallion’s lower body. Crooking her fingers underneath the fabric she slowly began taking off the garment. She kept Mac’s hardening erection pinned to his body with a practiced move, allowing her to smoothly lower the stallion’s underwear to his knees.
And now Sugar Belle really came face-to-dick with Big Mac’s heavy tool. She could see its tasty contours in the dark, noticing also the soft glistening of precum on his cockhead. It seemed to be practically inviting her lips. Naturally, Sugar Belle couldn’t resist, dutifully placing a long loving kiss on the stallion’s wet tip. She made sure to slurp up all the pre she could, even prodding his slit a little bit with her tongue to tease out some more of his sticky goodness.
Sugar Belle’s hands rubbed Big Mac’s heavy balls while her mouth continued worshipping his shaft. She ran her tongue over the ridges of his cockhead several times, bathing it in her saliva. Having serviced the stallion’s tip, Sugar Belle’s lips began moving further down his cock, leaving tender kisses and licks all along its surface.
By this time, Big Mac’s shaft was fully erect and pulsing with potent masculine power. Sugar Belle loved those irregular throbs that coursed periodically through his cock, making it jump in her mouth. The stallion’s dick seemed to have a mind of its own, eagerly reacting to her smooches and caresses even while its owner slept peacefully.
But his sleep wouldn’t last long under Sugar Belle’s naughty ministrations, which, undoubtedly, was precisely her plan. She still tried to cover as much of his huge shaft as she could in her copious saliva before he woke up. Big Mac was a hard worker and a heavy sleeper, giving her lots of room to orally worship his cock while he was lost in dreams. And she dutifully lathered the stallion’s dick in spit, swishing her tongue over its surface and leaving long broad licks.
The potent smell of cock was even stronger than usual. The blanket trapped the air underneath, ensuring that most of Big Mac’s musk remained safely within sniffing distance. There was nowhere else for it to go other than into Sugar Belle’s cute pink nose. And she had to breathe in deeper and more often just to get enough oxygen here, which only made her inhale even more of his potent musk.
It would not be an overstatement to say that Sugar Belle was getting drunk on cock. With every breath her mind melted further, filling with thoughts and images of Big Mac’s bitchbreaker. Nothing, other than pleasuring her stud, seemed to matter at the moment. The salty, fleshy taste of dick on her lips was now her whole world. The only other thing that appeared to have any significance was the burning in her own loins – an insistent demand of her body to be filled and bred.
She felt Big Mac stirring lightly. A second later, his large, heavy hand began groping around, eventually coming to rest on top of her head, his fingers snaking softly through her luscious mane and gently rubbing her scalp. Sugar Belle pushed her head into the stallion’s hand, enjoying his touch.
At the same time, her lips had only just reached his medial ring and she wasted no time in paying her dues to that firm ridge that had made her scream out in ecstasy so many times before. The thick, plump protrusion extended the width of Mac’s already quite fat dick just a little bit further, massaging her cunt on its way through during their regular fuck-sessions. The least she could to repay its hard work was to give it plenty of loving kisses, whispering worshipfully as she did so.
The next target on Sugar Belle’s list were Big Mac’s large, heavy balls. She knew this was the core of the stallion’s virility, and so it required special attention. Only the wettest and most passionate of kisses were to be delivered to his plump, musky sack. Sugar Belle stayed true to this principle, going wild on the stallion’s nuts with her mouth.
She felt Big Mac’s hand being placed more firmly on top of her head and then beginning to press her face deep into the surface of his ballsack. Encouraged by the stallion’s actions, Sugar Belle started making out with his nuts even more fervently, rubbing her muzzle into his skin and happily licking up the salty sweat that covered it. She could feel the gargantuan volume of cum sloshing inside and eagerly waiting for a moment it’s finally released in some mare’s tight warm cunt.
This particular batch, though, was more likely to end up inside Sugar Belle’s empty stomach, given the circumstances. The mare didn’t have breakfast yet and was longing for her daily milkshake straight from the tap. If Big Mac’s soft grunts coming from above were any indication, she wouldn’t have to wait long.
Sugar Belle raised her head a bit, pressing her snout directly into the space between Mac’s sack and his dick. That spot appeared to be perfectly designed for her to press her nose into and surround herself completely by the stallion’s intoxicating musk. Sugar Belle’s nostrils flared as she took another deep breath, filling her lungs with the concentrated masculine smell of her stud’s privates.
At this point, she had inhaled so much dick-stained air that it made her dizzy. Steadily, Big Mac’s musk was pushing out all of her previous thoughts and goals and replacing it with one all-encompassing desire – to bring pleasure to her stallion, to submit to him as his willing sex-slave and let him use her however he wanted. This was true love, she knew.
Before she could get too lost in the dreamy haze of Mac’s musk, though, the blanket was lifted above her head, letting the morning sun illuminate her body. She looked up, gazing at Big Mac’s handsome face. The stallion’s visage was split in half by his thick red shaft that hung over her head.
“Good morning, love.” Sugar Belle placed a gentle kiss at the base of Mac’s cock, looking lovingly into his eyes. She could see the corners of his mouth curl into a smile, even half-obscured as it was by the stallion’s fat cock.
“Mornin’, Belle.” Big Mac responded, petting the mare while she continued adoringly licking and kissing his dick. “Think I’m gonna cum soon, if you keep goin’ like this.”
“That’s what I’m hoping for.” She answered with a naughty smirk, immediately placing another wet kiss on the stallion’s cock and then dragging her lips tenderly along his shaft’s length. “I’m sooo hungry~. Will you feed me, dear?” She continued, her muzzle still pressed tightly into his dick. Big Mac could even feel her lips rub across his cock while she talked.
“Eeyup.” The stallion answered loudly. His shaft throbbed, leaking out a large batch of pre as if to further confirm his sincerity.
Sugar Belle felt Big Mac’s hand gently, but insistently guiding her up. She ran her tongue along the length of his shaft as he directed her mouth towards his tip. After leaving a long wet trail from the base of the stallion’s dick to its head, she was directly in front of Mac’s cockslit. It had been profusely smeared with precum and Sugar Belle wasted no time before cleaning the sticky stuff up with her tongue. Having slurped up all of the pre, the mare pursed her lips and placed an affectionate kiss directly around the stallion’s slit. A kiss that quickly transformed into a blowjob as Sugar Belle pressed forward, enveloping the stallion’s tip with her mouth.
“Ahhh. Good girl~” Big Mac exhaled in pleasure, stroking Sugar Belle’s mane. “I’m getting close...”
“Mhmm.” The mare hummed in response. Her mouth was too clogged by dick to speak at the moment, but Big Mac didn’t need any more from her. No words could be half as pleasant as the warmth of her mouth around his cock.
Sugar Belle pushed forward, trying to stuff as much of Big Mac’s tasty dick in her mouth as she could. It was tough work, given the monstrous size of Mac’s shaft. His cockhead was so fat that she barely managed to fit in her maw, and going any further was a real struggle that only a mare deep in love could persevere. Deepthroating Mac’s dick, therefore, was in some perverted sense a way for her to demonstrate her undying affection to her stud. After all, how could she say she loved him if she wasn’t even willing to let him use her mouth as his personal fleshlight?
It almost brought her to tears to see Mac’s shaft have to endure the chill of morning air while so much space was vacant in her warm throat. She did tear up eventually, though that was most likely related to the fact that by this time she had almost half of Big Mac’s huge cock lodged in her gullet. Air was a luxury here, and what little she got was heavily contaminated with the strong smell of dick. The taste was just as pungent. Sugar Belle’s saliva was washing over the stallion’s shaft and bringing its familiar flavor to her every tastebud. Now the only thing that she was missing was a belly full of hot cum.
Sugar Belle massaged Mac’s nuts gently, trying to coax his load out. She had to pull away a bit after her lips passed the stallion’s medial ring, lest she suffocated herself with his cock, but her fingers continued working diligently on his balls all the while. She could feel the tension rising inside Mac’s sack as he approached the release. A heavy throb coursed through his cock, reverberating inside Sugar Belle’s mouth. She pulled away again, leaving only the stallion’s mushy cockhead in her mouth, just in time for his first shot to land squarely into her hungry maw.
Sugar Belle swallowed immediately. She knew that she had to act fast now, or else the meal she had worked so hard for might end up on the mattress and not in her stomach as it was supposed to.
Big Mac’s cock delivered more and more sperm inside her bottomless pit of a mouth, as the stallion groaned in pleasure above. Sugar Belle knew that his loads were particularly large and tasty after a good night’s sleep and this one was no exception. She had to quickly swallow mouthful after mouthful of semen just to keep it from bursting out of her overfilled maw. If she could, she would’ve spent much more time wallowing in the powerful taste of Mac’s spunk. Gulping it down so fast was a terrible waste, but Sugar Belle had no choice.
She looked up at her stallion, meeting his gaze while she drank his sperm. He was so cute in the middle of his climax. Sugar Belle loved the blissful smile on his lips and eyes full of coltish joy. Letting him fill her mouth with cum was worth it if only for a chance of seeing his enraptured expression. As long as her stallion was happy, she knew her efforts were not wasted.
But Sugar Belle’s jizz-drinking session had suddenly come to a halt as Big Mac pulled his cockhead out of the mare’s mouth, aiming it at her face while it was still shooting out thick ropes of cum. Sugar Belle got so invested in sucking every drop of his sperm out that at first she wanted to protest, but a fat wad of semen that hit her muzzle had quickly pacified the mare. This was not the time to worry about her own pleasures. As Big Mac’s personal cumdump, it was her direct responsibility to ensure that her stud’s loads would get the treatment that the life-giving essence of such an incredible specimen rightfully deserved.
Sugar Belle opened her mouth wide, pushing her tongue out with an expression of worshipful submission on her face. Ropes of unswallowed jizz hung inside her maw and her tongue still had a few lumps of cum sticking to it.
Big Mac’s heavy shaft throbbed, discharging another helping of semen onto his wife’s face. Her beautiful features were progressively covered by an increasingly thick layer of milky-white cum. One shot flew directly into her mouth, almost filling it up in an instant, while the majority of others landed onto her face, adding to the slimy icing that was already there.
By the time Big Mac’s cock began softening, slowly leaking out what remained of his release, Sugar Belle felt like a whole bucket of cum had been poured onto her face. And just as much was also churning in her stomach, warming her up from inside. She couldn’t see anything, as her eyes were completely covered by jizz, but she could certainly smell and taste. Smell and taste Big Mac’s hot cum that is, as the sticky slime had filled her mouth and even entered her nose. Nothing else could possibly penetrate her senses when they were so completely overwhelmed by her stud’s salty baby batter.
The flavor of semen would remain in her mouth for a long time, reminding her of the tasty breakfast-in-bed that Big Mac had graced her with. Though, right now she certainly didn’t need any reminders, as a large part of that meal was still plastered all over her face.
Sugar Belle directed the stallion’s jizz into her mouth, sweeping it with her fingers. Big Mac joined the effort, pushing the cum around with his softening cock. Though it seemed like he was just smearing it over her face more than anything else, and occasionally letting her suckle on his tip. Sugar Belle, at least, made sure to get as much semen as she could into her mouth, swallowing it hungrily. The naughty mare didn’t forget to show off a bit before her stallion too, blowing him kisses with cum-covered lips and rubbing his jizz into her skin like a lotion.
The show was certainly having quite an energizing effect on Big Mac. His half-flaccid cock stirred, jumping visibly when Sugar Belle swallowed another mouthful. With each swipe of her fingers, her face was becoming cleaner, her stomach – fuller, and all the while Mac’s shaft hardened in preparation for their next romp.
The stallion’s interest didn’t evade Sugar Belle’s notice – after all, this was exactly what she counted on with her perverted display. Her own needs were not yet fully sated, as her burning nethers reminded her. There was an emptiness inside her that only the big, throbbing cock of her well-endowed stud could fill.
Big Mac gathered a few remaining streaks of cum that Sugar Belle missed from her face and let her suck the stuff off his fingers. She was mostly clean now, with only a few scattered splotches of spunk remaining on her skin. Her hair was ruined, of course, but that was quite expected with how voluminous Big Mac’s loads usually are. There was no way to avoid having a few shots land on her mane and once that happened the semen was stuck there for good, at least until she washed it off. Luckily, Sugar Belle didn’t mind that – being Big Mac’s obedient cumdump was her chosen fate and receiving his load on her face had always been one of the most pleasurable things in the world. She could always take a shower later anyway.
“Mmm, Mac… I want you to fuck me. Hard.” Sugar Belle voiced her desire before fully swallowing his cum. Big Mac could even see bits of his release floating around her mouth while she talked. How could he ever say ‘no’?
Sugar Belle almost yelped as the stallion grabbed her and threw her in the middle of the bed, promptly moving his hands to her soaked-through panties. In a flash, the garment was off, and her neatly-shaven cunt was exposed to Mac’s gaze.
“Oh my… I’ve gotten so wet while sucking your cock,” Sugar Belle teased the stallion, casually rubbing her puffy snatch with her fingers. “Please, fill my womb with your cum and breed me. I need it!”
Big Mac’s dick throbbed hard, driving him into action. Silently, he laid on top of Sugar Belle, covering her smaller body with his large, muscly frame. His cockhead was aimed directly at her pussy, and with one trained thrust of his hips, it entered inside, spreading out the mare’s folds on its way. Mac continued pushing forward until he felt his tip hit her cervix as he eventually bottomed out inside of her.
Sugar Belle opened her mouth, moaning loudly. Taking Big Mac’s cock was nothing new for her, but its sheer girth ensured that their every lovemaking session would be a real workout for her aching pussy. She was so pent up that just the act of penetration sent a near-ecstatic shock through her whole body.
But she needed even more.
“Fuck me harder!” Sugar Belle screamed out, staring straight into her stud’s eyes. “Turn me into your mewling bitch, pleee~AAAH~.”
A sudden powerful thrust of Big Mac’s hips broke the mare’s speech, transforming her words into another lewd moan. But the stallion had clearly heard enough, and the swift movements of his muscly rear as he settled into an energetic rhythm proved exactly that.
Sugar Belle’s whole tunnel was stimulated by Mac’s huge shaft and the regular pushes that her cervix received were the cherry on top. She wrapped her arms around the stallion, hugging him tightly and pressing her lips into his in a long wet kiss.
Sugar Belle stared into her stud’s confident eyes while he mercilessly pounded her cunt. She could see the joy he experienced plainly on his sweaty face and there could be no better sight for a love-struck mare. As long as he was happy, she would be happy too. And she knew that there was nothing that made a stallion happier than letting him fuck your every orifice to his heart’s content.
“I’m gonna cum inside, Sugar.”
Big Mac’s deep, masculine voice was music to the mare’s ears. The feeling of his huge cock rubbing her every vulnerable spot on its way through her drooling cunt combined with the promise in his words made her shiver with perverted excitement underneath the stallion. With how hot her whole body now was it was impossible to imagine not getting to feel Big Mac’s steaming cum fill her womb to the brim.
“Pleeease, do it, Mac!” Sugar Belle screamed out in ecstasy, peppering her stallion with kisses and loving licks.
Big Mac thrust even harder in response, changing the direction of his movement just enough to bring an avalanche of new ecstatic sensations running straight from Sugar Belle’s wet tunnel into her cum-intoxicated brain.
“You’re gonna be a good mother for our foals.”
“Yes, I will be!” Sugar Belle moaned out, already daydreaming of hugging and playing with their cute little foals. “I want your children, Mac. I want to love them as much as I love you.”
“~Aaargh~” Big Mac groaned, delivering a series of powerful, bed-shaking thrusts. Sugar Belle was pinned hard underneath him, now having even less space to move than before. She felt like she was completely under the mercy of her stud’s lust. There was nothing she could do to stop him from cumming his brains out and filling her womb with his potent life-giving sperm. Not like she wanted to, of course. The restraining pressure of Mac’s heavy, muscle-bound body made the whole experience feel that much more intimate, if anything.
Big Mac himself was clearly just as consumed by the wanton pleasures as his mare. He was panting hard, regularly blowing out puffs of hot air into Sugar Belle’s face. His tongue lolled out of his mouth and saliva was steadily dripping from it onto the mare’s muzzle. Sugar Belle drank in the stallion’s spit happily, licking it up from her face and even trying to catch it directly with her mouth. Very soon her patience gave in and she simply pushed herself up, catching Mac’s tongue between her lips and suckling on it with a look of childish satisfaction.
Sugar Belle felt like her whole body had now become one huge erogenous zone. There was warmth all around, both within and without. Big Mac’s larger body generously shared its heat with her, while his cock was preparing to send his hot load deep inside of her cunt.
“Give it to me, love! ~Aaaah~,” Sugar Belle moaned out again, shivering from pleasure. “Fuck… cum… please… I… I want.” Her words turned into incoherent babbling as ecstasy overwhelmed her mind under Big Mac’s unstoppable barrage of thrusts. Her eyes were open but she felt blinded. She heard a loud, masculine moan as if from afar and only then noticed Big Mac’s spit flying into her face as he cried out, reaching the point of no return.
His hot cum rushed into her womb, immediately filling Sugar Belle’s tunnel with its slick warmth. With each next shot of semen delivered to its destination by Big Mac’s breeding tool, Sugar Belle felt pressure mount inside her. After every little crevice within her tunnel was filled by his cum there was nowhere else for it to go than out. It spurted out in waves, covering Mac’s shaft and falling onto the bed in heavy, thick globs.
Sugar Belle had been on the verge of orgasm already and once she felt Mac’s sperm hit her inner walls she couldn’t resist any longer. Her body grew tense, ecstatic tingles spread through her nethers. She pressed herself into the stallion, feeling safe and protected underneath him while enjoying the warmth and softness of his red hide.
Big Mac held her tight, pressing his lips into hers in a passionate kiss. His tongue entered her mouth, giving Sugar Belle something to suckle on while she was in the middle of her climax. They made out slowly and tenderly, rubbing their muzzles against each other and whispering sweet words of love once their speech finally returned after the explosive finish of their morning fuck.
Sugar Belle felt full. Both her stomach and her womb were completely stuffed with Mac’s thick cum. Weakness spread through her body after her orgasm had run its course. Her mind felt similarly exhausted. She lay silently underneath the stallion, a complete opposite of the lust-driven slut that seemed to have held possession over her body just a minute ago. There was no better way to start her day.
Sugar Belle felt so warm and comfortable that she almost fell asleep again. In the morning post-fuck haze it was easy not to notice how minutes passed by as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment.
“I need to go work on the farm, Sugar.” She knew this was going to come eventually.
“Mmm.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll make breakfast myself.”
Big Mac placed a smooch on the mare’s nose, rising up after and pulling his cock out of her stretched out cunny. But before he moved away, he scooped up the semen that escaped from her entrance and pushed it back inside, filling up the emptiness that emerged after he pulled out his shaft. Big Mac made sure to pack as much cum as he could inside her, leaving only a thin, slick layer of semen on the sperm-drenched mattress underneath the mare’s bottom.
After he was done, Mac pressed his cum-covered fingers into Sugar Belle’s lips, urging her to clean them up. The mare happily did so, sucking and licking his digits all over without even opening her eyes. The familiar taste of Mac’s semen was the only clue she needed to know exactly what she had to do.
Sugar Belle continued suckling on Big Mac’s fingers long after they were clean, forcing the stallion to finally pull his hand away when he understood that she didn’t have any intention of stopping. There was no annoyance on his face, only a tender smile and eyes full of love. But before he moved away, he heard Sugar Belle’s soft voice again.
“Can you leave me your briefs?” Her hand was groping around the bed, trying to find the garment that was laying there after she removed it from the stallion’s crotch. Noticing her blind struggles, Big Mac took his used underwear and put it within Sugar Belle’s grasp.
“Thank you, love.” The mare immediately pulled the musky undergarments to her face, placing the crotch area on her nose and taking a deep breath. “~Ooooh~. I’ll have to wash them.” Sniff. “Later.”
Big Mac left the mare to enjoy her beauty sleep, getting up and making his way to the shower. He had only just cum, but his balls were already hard at work producing another thick load. By the time midday came, he would need to empty them up again. It was a real struggle to ensure that he was shooting out his loads as soon as they were ready. Luckily, there were plenty of mares who would be absolutely thrilled to help him with that~
Author's Note
This chapter will contain some watersports and a lot of incest, so proceed at your own risk.
Applejack
“Are ya gonna be done with that cart soon, big brother?”
Big Macintosh spinned the wheel, testing the friction. “Might be done already, just need to make sure the wheel sits right.”
“Well, ah’m gonna need to load it with them apples pretty soon, ‘cause these baskets are almost full already.” Applejack hurried the stallion.
“Ya know ya can just take a breather and wait for me to finish fixin’ it, if that’s so?” Big Macintosh placed a nail on the crest, driving it inwards with a few well-placed hammer hits.
“Oh, shoo! Ah’ve got too much work to do to rest. When ah’m done bucking all them trees, then ah’ll take a breather.”
“Your call, sis. But the cart ain’t gonna be fixed any sooner ‘cause ya askin’ me.” He delivered a measured reply, continuing his work.
The summer sun shone brightly over the orchard, making Mac’s job a bit easier, but also sending droplets of sweat rolling down his face. The stallion heard Applejack buck a few more trees behind him. As she finished gathering the produce, her heavy steps soon notified him of her approach.
“Ok, these baskets can’t hold any more apples, ah’m gon’ just pour ‘em into the cart and ya can deal with that.”
“Wait just a sec, AJ, ah’m almost done here.” Big Mac raised the cart up for a moment, removing the plank that kept it off the ground, and then placed it back on its wheels. “Let’s see.” He pushed the wagon forward and then back again, checking if the fixed wheel would spin without a hitch. “Eeyup, works nicely.”
“Great job, Mac.” Applejack said, now a bit more sheepishly. “And, uh, mighty sorry for hurrying ya, ah just don’t want to stay under this heat for too long. Ah’m already sweating like a workhorse out here.” She emptied one of the baskets into the cart while Mac handled the other. The containers were overflowing with apples and so the stallion had to take some care not to spill the fruit while raising it up to his shoulder and dumping its contents into the cart.
Applejack wiped the sweat from her brow. “Gosh, am ah thirsty now. Ya didn’t happen to bring something to drink with ya, Mac? Ah’ve already downed mah bottle an ‘our ago.”
“Well, ah ain't got no water with me. But if ya really are that thirsty, ah can help ya…” He responded, rubbing his crotch.
Applejack glanced down at his gesture. “Ya gotta be kidding me, Mac. Are ya really asking your sister to drink your piss on this hot, sweaty day?” She responded with mock indignation.
“Take it or leave it, sis. Ah ain’t got nothin’ else on me.”
“Darn it, brother. Ya really wanna fill mah belly with your piss just like that, don’t ya?” She stepped forward, placing her hand on his belt and slowly guiding it down to his shaft.
“Ah ain’t hearing a ‘no’.”
“That’s ‘cause ah ain’t saying it.” She smirked, lowering down to her knees. One trained move was all she needed to unfasten his belt and start tugging his pants down.
The stallion’s thick bulge welcomed the mare, already swelling up with blood. It almost seemed to breathe inside his boxers, stretching the fabric out little by little. She pressed her muzzle into his crotch, her nostrils widening visibly as she took a mighty sniff.
“Smells so nice,” she commented, rubbing her nose into his junk. “Time for a taste test.”
She bit the hem of his underwear, slowly dragging it down with her mouth. Applejack could feel the musky flavor already seeping through the fabric. Her hands held onto his powerful thighs as she moved her head down, steadily uncovering her brother’s breeding tool. It sprung up lively once the cloth finally released its fat, drooping cockhead.
“Mmmmm!” Applejack mewled happily. She moved her head back and opened her mouth wide, presenting it as a target to the stallion. “Relieve yerself into my mouth, big brother. Satisfy your sister’s thirst with your nasty piss. Ah know ya want it.”
How could Big Mac not accept such an invitation? He grabbed his shaft at the base, and pointed its tip directly between his sister’s wide open lips. Pressure quickly expanded through his semi-flaccid cock as his inner muscles contracted and a moment later a yellow-tinged stream left his slit, hitting the back of Applejack’s mouth.
The stallion sighed, feeling the tension in his bladder release as he transferred its contents down his sister’s throat. And Applejack got much more than just a filled belly as a result. She was also lucky to live through a unique experience of being her brother’s obedient toilet, and that was the kind of thing no money could buy.
The Apple family was known for their tight familial bonds, and Applejack was certainly stretching the definition of a ‘good sister’ to its very limit. But if swallowing mouthful after mouthful of Big Mac’s salty piss wasn’t a perfect sign of her love for him, then she didn’t know what else it could be.
At this point, actually satisfying her thirst was just a pleasant bonus to serving as Mac’s loyal urinal, though in this heat that was certainly quite welcome too. No drink felt as good flowing down her throat as a proverbial glass of her sibling’s warm piss. She made sure to look him in the eyes all the while, showing her deep appreciation for the stallion’s gift with her happy, satisfied expression.
Droplets of sour fluid flew in a wide cone around the thick central stream, spraying Applejack’s muzzle with piss even when the stallion wasn’t aiming to do it. And when his bladder’s fluid reserve began drying up, the last few pushes sent the liquid in a series of powerful, uncontrollable blasts that laid ropes of backed-up piss across the mare’s joyful face.
Applejack was nothing but happy to be painted with her brother’s bitter release. It was a mark of a job well done. As the last, weak spurts left his slit, she pushed her head forward, wrapping her lips around Mac’s tip and sucking in the remnants of his sour juice. She cleaned up his cockhead with her tongue, making sure not to leave a single droplet of his urine outside her mouth.
How many ponies could boast having a toilet that would wash their dick after they had relieved themselves inside? Very few indeed, and Big Mac happened to be one of the lucky ones. That’s why sticking by one’s family was so important! Who else would drink your piss and then clean your shaft with spit, if not your little sister? Applejack was sure to remind her brother of that whenever he needed to take a leak.
“Yer such a nasty slut, ya know it, sis? What would mom say if she saw ya doing this?” Big Mac teased the mare.
“Move to the side and let yer nan suck that big ol’ cock?” Applejack took a guess, smiling wickedly. Even after the stallion’s release was done, her lips still continued peppering his hardening cock with kisses and suckles.
“That’s no way to talk about your mom, sis. Guess, ah’ll have to pound some family respect into ya again.” Big Mac raised his cock, dropping it down onto Applejack’s face with a meaty *smack*!
“Please do, brother! Fuck me like ya fucked our mom.” The mare grinned underneath his heavy shaft.
“Ok, that’s it. Ya clearly are in need of a good dicking.”
Big Mac grabbed his sister and forced her down onto her back. Applejack didn’t resist, letting the stallion pin her down to the ground. He quickly unclasped the button on her denim shorts, almost tearing the garment apart as he violently dragged it down her legs. He didn’t bother removing her thin panties, simply moving them to the side to reveal her puffy cunt.
His cock was now hard and throbbing, and he immediately aimed its swollen tip directly at her wet entrance.
“Do it, Mac! Punish your slutty sister!” Applejack goaded him further. “Teach me to respect your big fat cooo-*glk*” Big Mac grabbed her around her chin, pushing his index and middle fingers inside her mouth. The farm mare’s words turned into incoherent babble as she was forced to lick and suck his thick red digits. And as he thrust his hips forward, submerging his shaft deep inside her gushing pussy, what remained of her speech was replaced with loud, ecstatic moans. They were muffled by Big Mac’s hand, but that only made them sound all the sweeter to his ears. He felt her tongue swish around his fingers, as if she was thanking her brother for spearing her aching tunnel with his huge man-pole.
“Yer nothing but a nasty, shameless slut.” His strong, muscular thighs and rear tensed rhythmically as he drove his tool inside her. “Good thing ah’m here to pound your cunt, or else the whole town would know what kinda whore our family raised.”
Applejack mouthed something resembling “thank you, brother” around his fingers. She wrapped her arms around his body, feeling safe and secure under Big Mac’s big, powerful frame. She was a slut, but she was his slut! How could she not be, when having his cock stretch her pussy felt so good? She was lucky that she didn’t need to search for a stallion anywhere else, since the best man she could possibly find was already always by her side. His massive, pulsing piece of red cockmeat was always there for her. Always ready to spread her cunt and fill her womb to the brim with his thick, virile jizz.
Big Mac pulled his fingers out of Applejack's mouth and wiped his hand across her muzzle. He now pressed it against the ground to give himself better leverage, increasing the speed of his thrusts.
“Brother, ah needed your cock! Ah can’t live without it! Ya feel so good inside me.” Applejack’s words were interspersed with heavy, loud moans. “Your whore of a sister needs ya to fuck her slutty cunt every day,” she immediately used the newly found freedom of her mouth as an opportunity to continue debasing herself.
Big Mac just grunted in response, enjoying the feeling of her soft, wet tunnel around his shaft. Every time he bottomed out within her, his dick spread her slick insides apart, his cockhead hitting her cervix like a battering ram and making her cry out in ecstasy. The pleasant friction drove him on, rewarding each thrust with a rush of dopamine that only made him want to go faster. The many years of experience had made his movements nearly automatic, his hips pounding into her with a machine-like perfection. The familiar ground of the orchard seemed to empower him even more, each hit of his crotch into hers resounding with a loud fleshy smack.
His large, swinging balls carried the jizzload that Applejack craved so much. The heavy slaps they delivered to her rear served to remind her of the reward that was waiting for her at the end of their steamy romp.
“Ah’m gonna breed ya, sis. Yer gonna be my sweet, faithful broodmare, bearing as many foals as ah can put into your womb,” just to make sure she really knew the stakes, Big Mac repeated the truth she already knew by heart.
“Ah will be, big brother! Ah will be!” She twitched underneath him, her whole body electrified by pleasure. Her feet jumped off the ground a little bit with his each thrust, as if releasing the power of his pelvic strikes.
“Ah’m gonna take care of all your children, if need be! Sugar Belle, Fluttershy, we’re all gonna give ya many... ~Aaaah~ …many foals! Our wombs are only there for ya to fill them up with your cum, Mac!”
“Fuck, ya really want it, sis, don’t ya?” Big Mac delivered a series of quick short thrusts. “Ya want nothin’ more than to be my slut with all the others?”
“Course ah do! Ah love ya, brother. And ah ~love~ your big... throbbing... cock!” Applejack screamed out in perverted ecstasy. She had no worries, as she knew where her future lay – beside her brother, or more accurately, underneath him. Taking pleasure in the undying devotion she held for him and for all that was of him.
“That’s mah sister!”
Big Mac suddenly stopped his movements. In her incest-fueled daze, Applejack didn’t even understand what was going on until she was suddenly spun in the air and then laid down on her stomach. Her brother was still above her, but now also behind her back, pushing her body deeper into the soft orchard ground as he resumed his powerful thrusts.
She felt his legs pin down her own, his heavy frame pressing into her from behind as he wrapped his arms around her and hammered her into the dirt with all the ferocity he could master. Big Mac knew that he wouldn’t be able to do this when her belly began to swell up with his foal, which made him desire it even more. His sister was healthy and strong and she could take his powerful thrusts like no other mare could. He could focus completely on his own pleasure, pounding into her with reckless abandon while she mewled joyfully underneath him.
His hips slammed into her thick round ass, making it jiggle when he pulled back. Their cutie marks kissed each time their bodies united – a symbolic gesture that represented the closeness of the Apple family like nothing else could.
Applejack’s lay with her head turned sideways, one half of her face pressed into the ground. Big Mac nuzzled into her mane, breathing in her sweet scent as he fucked her from behind. Every time he raised his rump and brought it down with force, slamming into his sister’s bottom, her whole body shook underneath him. If this was any other mare he might’ve been worried that he was going to break her with the uncontrolled force of his thrusts. But Applejack was no ordinary mare.
“Fuck me into the ground, brother! Don’t ever stop!” She reveled in the violation of her own body, only demanding him to go harder on her. And with her body pinned down under her brother, screaming out in ecstasy was the only thing she could do. “Break me, Mac! Break me like only ya can!”
Her brother was only happy to oblige. Applejack's deep, pleasure-filled cries were sweet music to his ears. Whenever he thrust inside of her, her voice rose up as a gratified exhale left her mouth. The orchard was awash with perverted music of their incestual lovemaking.
These apple trees grew up together with them, and they were frequent witnesses to the sibling’s regular debauchery. Some of them even bore marks of the couple’s insatiable lust for one another. Whether it would be in branches snapped in the heat of passion as Big Mac pinned down his sister to a tree, forcing her to grab onto anything she could, or in dried up streaks of jizz that covered the trunks.
This time, at least, no trees would be harmed as a result of their carnal activities. The one piece of evidence that might be left is a pony-sized hollowing in the ground underneath them – a direct result of the force behind Mac’s powerful thrusts. If not for the hungry, snooping gaze of a certain all too grown-up filly that followed the hypnotic moves of the stallion’s hips, her hand desperately trying to replicate the pleasure that Applejack’s pussy was alight with, no one else would’ve even known of their quick romp.
Not like either of them cared much for it. Big Mac fucked his mares wherever and whenever he wanted, caring not for the audience that might gather around. Trees or ponies – their witness was equal to him. His muscles still worked with the same trained accuracy, pistoning his cock inside his target.
And Applejack, no doubt, was mighty grateful for it. Her pussy burned and her brother’s thick stallionhood was the only thing that could quench the fire within. Its flare scraped along her sensitive walls, covering every inch of her inner flesh on its path to her womb. His cockhead delivered hit after hit to her cervix, demanding entrance into her most sacred place. When Mac pulled his shaft out of the warm confines of her cunt, it left a momentary void inside, a void that she immediately longed to have filled. Her wish was granted again and again as her brother’s hips repeated that process, hammering his fat dick inside of her and then pulling it back out again, only to return with renewed force.
The weight of his heavy, ripped body pressed her into the ground, completely immobilizing the mare. She could do nothing but let him ravage her. No matter how rough he was, how fiercely he sought his own pleasure, she would never try to deny it to him. In fact, simply knowing of his joy was enough to make her pussy throb. She could get off simply watching him pound other mares, and when her turn came it was all she could do not to climax on the spot.
The feeling of his muscular chest on her back, his arms around her body, his legs atop hers, and, of course, his swollen, pulsing meat-pole inside her wet cunt, it all combined together, bringing her to the highs of perverted joy. Each thrust brought her closer to the inevitable resolution – the orgasm that would shake her body, leaving her an exhausted, sloppy mess, dreaming of the next time she would be able to serve as an object of her brother’s lust.
That moment was close now, Applejack knew it. She felt the rising pressure within her, the tingling that spread through her nethers, the gushing of her cunt that would not stop. The chasm between the pleasure she felt now and mind-breaking ecstasy that awaited her grew ever smaller. She could not put it off any longer. One leap was all it’d take to breach the gap.
And so she lept, she focused on the pleasure within her, on her stallion’s hot breath, on every slam of his hips against her ass. It overwhelmed her; her slutty pussy bombarded her even sluttier brain with the full force of depraved ecstasy it had stored within. The pent-up feelings exploded all at once. Applejack’s mouth opened and a high-pitched cry full of sinful delight streamed from within.
“Ya really are a slut, sis.”
She barely registered her brother’s words. But there was one that her mind caught immediately. Slut. That’s who she was now. All other duties were put away the moment Mac needed her to be his slut, to let him ravage her and to let him release the pressure from his nuts, dumping load after virile load inside any hole he wished.
“Yeees! Ah. Am. A. Slut!” The slut even. The slut that would always be there for him, always ready to pleasure him, to worship him, to serve him. She wasn’t just his little sister anymore, she was his slave, his personal cumdump, his footstool, if need be.
And like a proper slut, she only needed one reward for all her infinite devotion. She needed to feel his cock throb within her, his hot cum invading her deepest parts. It wasn’t even about the pleasure of receiving his potent load. The knowledge that she was useful to him, that she brought joy to her brother was all she needed to be happy. And nothing could demonstrate the worthiness of her efforts as much as that single moment of highest bliss.
As Big Mac’s pace quickened, she knew the end wasn’t long coming. His deep, drawn-out thrusts were interspersed ever more often with rapid short pounding. The regular sounds of flesh-on-flesh slaps had reached their crescendo, the rhythm of the perverted song going wild as the stallion had neared his limit.
“Ah’m ‘bout to breed ya, sis.” There was a surprising calmness to Mac’s voice, as if he was just stating a cold hard fact.
He delivered one last butt-jiggling thrust, driving his cock down to his sister’s womb as the first shot of potent, thick sperm rushed through his twitching shaft. The life-giving liquid poured into her, quickly filling up Applejack’s fertile hole. Big Mac’s foal batter spread through every crevice of her tunnel, making her feel warm and fuzzy inside. The stallion’s nuts worked overtime to make sure that his sister would be well and truly satisfied by the deep seeding he delivered to her.
His jizz soon began to overflow, the increasing pressure causing it to rush through her cunt, squeezing between its walls and the stallion’s huge, pulsing dick in search of new places to fill. Big Mac pulled his hips back, leaving only his broad, flared tip inside her as it continued delivering its slimy payload.
His fat cockhead blocked the entrance, making sure that his nut-sludge would remain safely inside. In place of the hard, sturdy tool that Applejack’s cunt previously held within, there was now liquid hotness inside her nethers. And with each rope of sperm that left her brother’s dickslit, its volume increased, pressing ever stronger into her walls. It wasn’t even about filling her womb anymore – that part of her body was already stuffed to the brim. Big Mac seemed intent on making sure that his sister would have enough spunk inside her to fill a dozen fertile wombs – an insurance policy that Applejack could hardly say anything against.
As the last spurts of semen jetted out of his cock, the mare’s distended tunnel was completely packed with Mac’s ball-goo. When he finally pulled his shaft out, his jizz began slowly oozing out of her violated breeding hole. If anyone needed evidence that Big Mac truly deserved the award of the “best brother in the world”, the image of Applejack’s destroyed cunt drooling out his cum was surely it.
Not like there was much demand for further proof of that, of course. Least of all from his other, younger sister, who was now feasting her eyes on that mesmerizing sight. She hid behind a thick tree trunk, watching her siblings from afar as they made love, dreaming of one day being able to take her sister’s place.
Applebloom was all grown-up now and the only thing she needed to truly feel like a real mare was her brother’s big hard cock. It just wasn’t fair that Applejack could cum her brains out daily on Big Mac’s fat stallionhood, while she had to be content with pleasing herself with her hand. She was just as much of a slut as her sister was, and she was sure she could even give Applejack a run for her money if only she was allowed to use her tight, beautiful body to pleasure her big brother. Every day she dreamt of the moment when he would finally find her fit enough to join his harem of worshiping mares.
Appleboom knew it wasn’t a competition, but gosh darn, it sure felt like one when so many mares could reach the highest highs of depraved joy, letting Big Mac fuck them into total obliviousness, while she, his own sister, was... missing… out! She rubbed her pussy harder in frustration, imagining what it would feel like to have that throbbing cock inside of her. Applebloom was certain it would be so much better than her useless rubbery toys. They could never compare to the warm feel of a real pulsing dick. As she observed the little white trail leaving her sister’s pussy, the thought that they would never leave her with her tunnel stuffed full of slimy goodness like that pained her mind.
Her brother was getting up now, she saw it. Her hand stroked her cunny ever faster as she tried to get herself off before Big Mac went away. Now that she had gone so far, Applebloom could not allow her masturbatory session to go to waste. She needed to see him to get off, but the moment was quickly slipping away.
Mac unexpectedly looked around, and as he did so, his gaze seemed to stop exactly where his little sister was. She knew she should hide, but instead she only rubbed herself with more fervor, not caring, or maybe even wanting her brother to see her. All her forbidden, perverse desires combined within her sick little mind and she suddenly felt the pleasure explode within her. In her last moment of acute awareness, before the blissful ecstasy swept her away, she saw her brother slowly turning away.
“Ya feeling alright, sis?”
Applejack lay face-down on the ground, simply enjoying the warmth of Big Mac’s release within her.
“Ah feel better than ever,” She passed her arm underneath her body and casually rubbed her pussy, dabbing her fingers in her brother’s overflowing jizz.
“Ah can fill your spot for a bit, if ya wanna rest,” the stallion offered.
“Nah, no need. Ah’m getting up.“ Applejack said, slowly rolling over on her back.
Big Mac zipped up his pants and tightened his belt, looking around the orchard again. He saw no sign of Applebloom anymore – she must’ve hidden better now. The stallion rested his gaze for the moment, enjoying the familiar sight of ordered rows of apple trees.
But when he finished his survey of the farm property and looked back at his sister, he was surprised to find that she was now wearing even less clothes than before.
Applejack was sitting near the cart, just where he had left her, but her tight denim shorts and her shirt were now missing. He quickly noticed them hanging off the truck’s railing and a moment later she flung her panties there too.
“If ah’m gonna be working in this darn heat, ah’m just gonna do it naked,” she gave an answer to her brother’s unvoiced question.
The farm mare picked up her trusty stetson from the ground, dusting it off casually and put it on. As she got back on her feet, the only remaining articles of clothes on her body were her boots and her headpiece.
“If ya need to dump another load, ya know where to find me.” She smiled and tipped her hat, going back to work while the sticky white trails of her brother’s cum streamed down her thighs.
