Author's Note

For all his hard work and devotion towards her family business, Terrence Heart is invited by Applejack to a pool party hosted by the Apples of Fillydelphia, and the valued employee, who looks at the farmgirl and sees a beautiful angel, is in for an afternoon he’ll forever remember.

An Angel by the Swimming Pool (September 4th, 2022)

Ah, this is the shit, Terence internally mused.

Terrence Heart (or Terry as he prefers), forest-green eyes and smooth, slightly messed brown hair, has been looking forward to this four-day weekend since forever. After spending one month of busting his hump and rump off, working to keep food on his own table, working longer and shorter hours whenever his bosses demand either, picking apples off the trees, peeling the skin off those apples, making cider out of those apples, stomping those apple into sauce, crating those apples, loading them onto Big McIntosh's truck, and selling those apple products on the open market, he could finally wallow in the fruits of his labors. And those fruits tasted incredibly good.

That same month ago, his boss, Applejack, was given an invitation from her relatives down in Fillydelphia. The invitation for their annual Apple Family Reunion, an event much beloved by all members the world over, was detailed to the letter regarding activities and expectations of this year. Those activities included events not unfamiliar with the Apples, be it the three-legged race for the children, the knitting and sewing a cloth for the much older Apples, the making of many a delicious Apple product from fritters to pie, the possible addition of a cart ride around the landscape, and finally, the family picture at the end of the reunion. Two Reunions before now Terrence had attended so far, and he was familiar with how things were gonna go, so he thought it no big deal. That is, until he was informed of one special addition that the Fillydelphia Apples had made just in time for the invites to be passed out: a swimming pool.

The minute he heard those two words out of Applejack's mouth, Terry's heart stopped beating and he gaped in shock and glee. Of all the things the Apple Family would have put any thought into making, a swimming pool was the bottom of the well. Yet somehow, someone fished it out and their family went with it. Not that he was complaining. He's got no reason to complain at all about a pool, especially within the end of September summer.

And now he was lounging back in a lounge chair, wearing simply his black and gold swim trunks, in direct view of the afternoon sun, hoping to tan out the white all over his skin, especially the four-pack abs he made for all the work he made at Sweet Apple Acres, alongside some developed arm and leg muscles, shielding his eyes with his black sunglasses, and having a quiet, relaxing vacation away from work.

And yet, despite having the most relaxing time in who knows how long, Terry felt there was something missing. Something that could make this weekend so much better: his boss herself.

Applejack was someone that Terry could never get enough of. No matter how gloomy his days, somehow the mere thought of her, the mere mention of her, could turn his frown upright. Heck, she's also the one who saw him get his job in the first place.

When he finally graduated from high school two years ago before going to college, Terry thought that the worst part of it was to simply endure four more years of soul-consuming education, especially the higher type, until his parents forced him to go around Canterlot City for a job, taking away Terry's summer vacation from him. After going around the city for three straight days, the fuming Heart found something that he could excel at: lifting and delivering crates of Sweet Apple Acre products across the city for the Apple Family. He thought the job was easy enough without making much a fuss, so he went down to the farmland and applied for the job. When he arrived, he came to be interviewed by Applejack herself. And boy, was he starstruck.

The minute he laid eyes on her, Terry felt his soul try to escape his body. Applejack was nothing short of beautiful in his eyes, resemblance of an angel directly from heaven. Not even the other beautiful girls, especially that fashionista girl and the bully turned sweetheart that his brothers were currently dating, could hold a match next to AJ. She was an undisputed winner, with her golden hair that flows past her shoulders, her lovely green eyes, those adorable freckles that graced her face, and her beautiful, strong figure that gives her the independent, yet loving tomboy vibe that suits her to a T. There were also the juicy hotness that surrounded her hips and her breasts, and Terry was struggling to keep his eyes on her face instead, plus hide his personal bump from her.

After covering his attributes and strengths in a ten-minute sit-down, Applejack went on to train Terry out on the field. Terry was worried that he was gonna butch this interview by being distracted by Applejack's beauty. A few slip-ups and near-accidents aside, however, he was able to pass with excellence, such flying colors that even Applejack and her grandmother Granny Smith were both impressed. Terry thought that he must have done a whole lot better than he gave himself credit for if he was able to impress both his boss and her own boss. But, nonetheless, his parents were happy that he was doing something with his summertime than just sitting around the house, eating chips, playing video games, and sleeping in. And Terry couldn't deny that he, too, was happy.

For a tad over two years, he had proven himself to be the most reliable employee to work at Sweet Apple Acres. Whenever they needed someone to work longer hours, Terry was quick to offer should no one else volunteer. He would never ask for help, knowing that every little bit he does will help them. And he has grown on the Apples enough for them to consider him part of their family. Granny Smith was a grandmother to look up to since the grandparents from Mr. Heart's side of the family had both passed away and his mother’s side are both ten miles outside of Canterlot City, and she was every bit of warm and caring one'd expect a grandparent to be, all while laying down the law of who really runs Sweet Apple Acres. For being the eldest of septuplet brothers, it was nice to have an older brother by a few years in the monosyllabic Big Mac, who was open, honest, easy to know where he stood in a discussion, and someone to have fun challenges of strength, seeing which of them would lift the heaviest crate of apple cider for example. Apple Bloom was a breath of fresh air, as, despite being a high school senior, she was always the baby sister Terry wished was also born with, as she was sweet, helpful, always willing to help, and very straightforward in her ambitions, the only con being her teasing him with his crush on her sister.

But Applejack was always his go-to Apple to interact with. Outside of her own group of friends, she always thought of Terry to be her best friend. He was always willing to listen to her woes, comforting her whenever she has some awfully bad days, and trusting him enough to tell her the truth of her parents, who died in a car accident when she was only eight years old. And Terry was always happy to be there for her when she needed him, sacrificing his own free time for her. Those moments have often made Terry wonder if it were better for him to be friends with Applejack and not ruin their friendship with his crush on her.

Besides needing a much-needed vacation from work, Terry had a seclusive reason to be excited to go poolside. He was hoping to find Applejack in something that would make the heat more bearable for her, ideas including a white tank top with an apple in the middle and denim shorts or her blue two-piece surfer ensemble. Or better yet, she would surprise him and her family with something very unexpected. In all the summer outfits imaginable, the one that has been thought of the most was the last thing he assumed she'd be caught: a bikini.

Terry scoffed at the idea, knowing Applejack would, what she once stated a summer ago, "rather keep her modesty than show herself off ta the boys and girls." As perverted it was to think, Terry couldn't blame himself imagining Applejack in such. Anyone can dream, ain't that right?

Terry felt his eyelids starting to get heavier by the seconds as he remained in his chair, the sound of splashing from the younger Apples and the indistinct chatter between other family members providing background noise. He would soon enter the realm of where his dreams could be the only comfort over his feelings for Applejack. Dreams where she would let him be her boyfriend; where she would let him fulfill all his sexual fantasies on her without question; and where she would let-.

"Hey, Terry," a voice suddenly broke his descent into dreams, sending the Heart flinching out of his skin. He looked to his right to find Apple Bloom, wearing a green one-piece suit, and Big Mac in plain orange swim trunks, standing over him, their collective shadow casting over Terry.

"Oh, hey Apple Bloom and Big Mac," he replied as he removed his sunglasses, sitting upright to face them at an even height. "Need something from me?"

"Not any of us," Apple Bloom replied, "but our sister does."

"AJ?" Terry blurted much louder than he wanted. He blushed as he looked around, hoping to see nobody looking at him funny or weirded out. His blush only brightened when he saw Apple Bloom and Big Mac with sly smiles on her face. "What does AJ want? She's not doing any work, is she?"

"Nnnope," slyly answered Big Mac.

"But she does want yer 'opinion on a very personal matter,' her words, not mine, at the personal pool," Apple Bloom responded.

"Personal pool," questioned Terry. "But I thought this-."

"Same here," Apple Bloom interjected. "Apparently, our Fillydelphia family made this just fer the whole family while keeping one just fer themselves. But they were willing to let Applejack use it."

"Why would she want a pool all to herself?"

"Why don't you ask her yourself," Big Mac insisted. "The pool's back by the barn on the left."

Not wanting to complain or question any further, Terry just shrugs off the questions and goes with it, grabbing his black-gold striped towel and sunglasses with him.

"Thanks, guys," Terry told his crush's siblings before exiting the much larger pool for the Fillydelphia's own pool. Apple Bloom and Big Mac nodded and waved bye as they watched him leave.

Now with their work done, the siblings then make their way across the pool to where Granny Smith was lying on a lounge chair, sporting her red bathing suit and cap and reading The Grapes of Wrath.

As they walked, Apple Bloom elbowed Big Mac for his attention.

"While Ah'm surprised Applejack managed ta convince our Fillydelphia relatives ta use their own pool fer her 'one-on-one' with Terry," she wondered, a smirk developing with her next words, "ya think she'll get him to spill his guts?"

Big Mac laughed heartedly. "Eeyup. Seeing those two interact the last two years, she'll have him wrapped around her finger the minute he sees her."

One Seven-Minute Walk Later

Terry made it back to the barn, towel draped over his right shoulder and sunglasses perched on his head, standing in front of the fence surrounding the Fillydelphia Apples' personal pool.

"What are you doing here, AJ," Terry whispered to himself in wonder.

Before he could question it further, something made it to his ears: the sound of water lightly splashing, and a Southern laughter only he would call beautiful. Applejack's laughter would always make Terry's heart skip a beat.

He somehow found the strength to move his legs again, just stopping within hand's reach of the gate's handle. If he were going to be alone with Applejack for who knows how long, he had to get ready to respond in the most thought-out ways possible. Not that he hasn't been alone with the apple-themed angel alone before, but he had always had a tough time keeping his feelings on the DL. He ran through his heads his greetings to his crush, not one of those clichés everyone uses, examples being ‘sup, hello, or even howdy since he didn't want her to think he was making fun of her drawl. Only a girl of Applejack's status deserves the most unique and thought-out words from her best friend,... or possible boyfriend. Yet while he wanted to tell the apple angel his true feelings, he didn't want to risk their friendship. All he could really do was keep himself in check around her.

And then along came the angel's laugh.

He couldn't take it anymore. Wasting no more time, Terry just fought back against his burning blush, opened the pool gate, and walked in to see Appleja-.

All facial color was instead replaced with burning red all over upon seeing his boss. Earlier assumptions of Applejack's outfit were confirmed. She was in something to make the humidity more bearable. And it was the last thing in which she’d be caught dead.

Applejack, the most beautiful girl in Terry's eyes, the loveliest Southern cowgirl of Canterlot City, was indeed sitting poolside... in a bikini.

Terrence Heart was dead stiff where he stood at the pool gate, watching the girl of his fantasies sitting poolside look over at the hills of apple trees, and sporting an obviously apple-themed two-piece swimsuit that honestly suited her. Heck, she could make anything apple-themed work for her; it's just Terry never expected AJ to work an apple-themed bikini so beautifully. He tried to speak coherent words, but the closest thing he could muster was a choked cat hiss. A sound that surprisingly sent the angel's head straight. Terry remained a statue as she finally spoke.

“Ah was wonderin’ when you’d get here, sugarcube.”

Terry was taken aback at the tone of voice she used. It was still in that Southern drawl that made her sound so beautiful, with the hint of warm, no-nonsense, roll-up-your-sleeves, honest-apple tone she’s usually drawn with. The only difference, however, was the added hint of a seductive tone that almost made Terry melt instantly. He didn’t say anything else when Applejack rose from her spot and faced him.

And Terry’s heart missed more than a beat upon seeing the apple of his eye face to face. As she walked towards him, Terry stood still so he could behold the most beautiful woman he's ever seen. She was as beautiful on the front as she was with her back facing him. He could make out her full, juicy, lovely breasts held up voluptuously by the green-stringed bikini bra, with an orange background for the shadow of apples with green leaves occupying the foreground. Terry couldn't but kick himself for making an obvious mental pun at the concept, telling himself that he likes them apples very much. Accompanying her bra was her matching bikini bottoms following a similar design with small red apples scattered across the orange background and green leaves at the bottom of the design. Terry was fighting with every fiber to keep his raging manhood from making itself presentable to Applejack as he eyed the rest of her out. A small green armband solely in the design of an apple vine with two small leaves was around her strong left arm, a small apple-themed wristband accompanying on the same arm, and to go with the look is the apple-themed hairband keeping her blonde hair into a beautiful ponytail and a small orange hairband around the end strains of her hair. Making her even more beautiful are not just the emerald green eyes so easy to get lost in, but the adorable white freckles on her cheeks with smaller, darker freckles across her nose, and the way she was looking at Terry, bedroom eyes and a small lip bite, was making it more difficult for Terry to not kiss her right there and then.

He could only snap out of his trance when he heard her spine-melting chuckle. He found she was but half a foot away from closing the distance between them.

"Aren'tcha gonna say something," she asked with a seductive smile.

Terry couldn't speak a word as he was still gobsmacked with the sight of his beautiful boss standing before him in a bikini. For a few passing seconds, he looked back into her eyes, and her expression hadn’t altered its seducing face. She wasn't getting annoyed or impatient in the slightest when the silence got louder between them; she just waited for Terry to say something.

"Now I know what your sibs meant by 'very personal matter,'" Heart finally uttered through shaky breaths as his lustful fantasies played on loop in his head.

Applejack chuckled at his response. "Not surprisin' they told ya that. But Ah'm honestly happy yer here, Terry." She then went in and wrapped her arms around Terry's body, failing to see his burning blush at having her half-naked body pressed against his naked chest. He thankfully soldiered on and hugged her back. Their platonic embrace lasted for ten seconds before they broke it, Terry's blush fading before he saw a small glowing blush on AJ's face, something he couldn't deny it was outright adorable to see. "Ah've been wantin' to try something else other than my surfer outfit, and Ah can't help but admit Ah'm a tad apprehensive wearing a bikini in front of mah whole family."

"Oh," Terry muttered, putting two and two together, "you want to work up the courage, starting with your best friend, is that it?"

"Yes, in a way. So... whaddya think, hun? How do Ah look?"

Terry's face went blank at her question. Applejack really wanted him to give her his two bits on her bikini. What was he supposed to say? Tell her she's beautiful? That he wants to kiss her right now? That he has always wanted to kiss her? That he had a two-year-old crush on her, and he's been fantasying about wanting to have hot, passionate, rough sex with her since laying eyes on her? Scenarios of what to say played nonstop as he tried to think of the right thing to say.

"Ter, all Ah want is your honest opinion. Ah just want to know what ya think so Ah-."

"You work a bikini beautifully!"

Those words, the words Terrance Heart were thinking of when she pressed for an answer, were spoken in a moment of panic. But they were out, and Applejack now knew her most valued employee's take on her bikini. Applejack's face was now a ripe apple upon hearing those words, staring at Heart with widen eyes, whose face was no different than hers, eyes wide, face burning red, and hands covering his mouth almost as if he shouted the F-word in church.

A pregnant minute of silence later before Terry sighed and broke it.

"You're beautiful, Applejack," admitted the Heart, inhaling deep. "Not just in the bikini, but also in your ponytail, your hair and armbands. Basically, you look very, very, beautiful. Even without it, you're still beautiful."

He stood stiff, waiting for his boss' response while hoping he didn't cross a major boundary, his face keeping its ripe apple color. His eyes could only move as AJ's slightly beat red face made way for a quivering smile, almost bringing tears to her eyes. Heart feared he did cross a line when he saw it, only for that fear to be replaced with warmness the instant he felt her arms wrap around him yet again, pressing her apples against his chest. He was quick to return the hug before she could pull away.

"And that's all Ah needed from mah best friend," whispered the angel before she broke the hug, causing Terry to pull away. She stared right into Terry's eyes with affection and happiness. Terry was enamored by the way Applejack was staring at him. He thought he was dreaming this moment, but the feeling of his hands around Applejack's strong muscles was enough to confirm otherwise. Now he was wishing he could grow a bigger pair and tell his boss his feelings for her.

Another pause of silence enveloped the pair.

"So," sputtered Terry, shaking his head vigorously to refocus himself. He could see Applejack blink rapidly, as if she were caught up in her own spell before she composed herself. Terry awkwardly gazed upward, wanting to change the subject. "What do you wanna do now? Show your new suit to the rest of the family or...?"

"Actually, sugarcube," the farmgirl answered, "Ah was hopin' maybe we could stay here fer a while on our own and let me work up some more courage before goin' over."

"That I understand. You take all the time you need, and I'll respect whatever decision you make, boss."

"Ter, we've passed that bridge two years ago. We're friends now, not boss and employee, 'kay?"

"Sorry, force of habit."

Applejack chuckled. "Yer so funny at times. Now c'mon, let's get us some chairs."

Without waiting for an answer, Applejack dragged Terry by the hand to the lounge chairs. Heart would've complained about it, but he was completely ignorant of it since it was Applejack who was doing it. But it was short-lived when they merely picked out the two chairs closest to the gate.

Terry could tell that Applejack set up her station at the second chair down, seeing her plain orange beach towel with an apple stitch at the bottom draped over the chair. Right next to it was a small table that had on it two tubes of sunscreen, AJ's signature stetson, a water bottle, and a piece of rope. Heart was left wondering why she would need that at a pool but decided to not press further and set up his own shop, draping his own towel on the chair next to her before copping a squat on the edge.

AJ followed soon afterwards once she grabbed the two bottles of sunscreen from the small table, offering Terry one tube while keeping one for herself.

"One fer ya and me each," Applejack offered. "Ya mind?"

Terry could only shake his head, struggling to hide his blush and taking the offered tube out of her hand. Opening the tube, he squeezed a small glob of SPF onto his fingers before rubbing his hands together and then applying it all over his exposed body, starting with his arms and working his way to his chest, stomach, legs, and moving up to work on his face. As he was doing this, he couldn't help but spare seven glances at his boss. And she looked hot rubbing herself in sunscreen, from her strong arms to her flat, lovely stomach to her voluptuous legs. Terry couldn't just stop looking at her since she was more beautiful than ever, showing off her body to him of all people. He glanced to the side to watch her begin to rub sunscreen on her shoulders and face before his eyes drifted downward to her mouthwatering backside.

That was when he made a shocking realization. Normally, AJ would wear something that would protect her back from the sun, not needing sunscreen at all. But this time, she was showing off her entire backside, from her lovely shoulder blades to her juicy, juicy bottom that was hugged tightly by her bikini bottom. And if no clothing was gonna protect her back, then that meant she had to put sunscreen on it. And since he hadn't ever seen her reach her back without strain, that also meant-.

Terry's eyes widen in the stark realization of what was to happen in a matter of seconds. Bullets started streaming down his face, eyes darting at the pace of light's speed, his breath going in and out at a rapid, quiet pace. He didn't notice that he was rubbing his legs faster than he wanted until he felt some friction burn, causing him to slightly cringe at the feeling. Retracting his hand quickly and fanning it wildly, he then hears her speak.

"Y'all 'kay, Ter," the apple of Terry's eyes asked with concern. Terry looked to see his crush look at him with concerning eyes because of his fanning hand.

Setting it down quick, he answered with bullets down his forehead: "Yeah, aces. You?"

"Ah'm fine. I was just gonna ask if y'all could do me a favor."

"Which is...?"

Terry gave a nervous smile, clearly knowing what she was gonna ask.

"Would ya mind rubbing my backside, sugarcube," the farmgirl bluntly asked, apparently failing to notice the burning blush befalling her best friend.

Terrence Heart was suffering from a complete brain malfunction at her offer. Applejack, his boss, his best friend of all things, wanted him to apply sunscreen on her naked back, possibly ignoring the magnitude of what she's asking him. Did AJ really trust him enough to do the deed? Was she aware of his crush on her? What was she insinuating with her offer? The thoughts and scenarios were storming around Terry's mind as his face turned into a ripe tomato and sweat was dripping down his face. Whatever the reasons, he had to swallow his nervousness and abide by her wishes.

"Sure," he croaked, to which she gave a small smile.

Trying his hardest to stiff his shaking hand, he grabbed his bottle of sunscreen and was ready to squeeze a glob onto his hand before he noticed AJ adjusting her chair. Once adjusting the chair at an 180-degree angle, Applejack wordlessly laid down on her belly, back facing the sun. Surprising him further is when the cowgirl reaches behind her back to undo the strings of her bra, leaving her back bare and ready for SPF applying. Terry couldn't tell from his angle for certain since she moved her ponytail to the side, but he could've sworn he saw a smile on her face.

"Well, Ah'm ready when you are, sugarcube," offered the farmgirl with her seductive Southern drawl. The tone was so hot to Heart that he was close to squeezing an excessive amount of sunscreen all over his hand. Restraining himself, he squeezed a small amount to use before seating himself close to her back.

Heart's heart was going a hundred miles an hour with the implications of what he was about to do for whom. It's not that he hasn't touched AJ before, but this was completely different compared. All those other times before now were just handshakes and hugs, nothing more or less. Compared to them, Applejack was asking him for a favor that is practically close to intimacy, something that he has not even remotely done with her before. And the way she was offering, the seductive drawl, was almost invitation to go all out on her back, clearly implying that she knew about his crush. Why was she asking him now to do such an intimate idea, on a hot September day no less?

Shaking his thoughts aside, Terry steeled his resolve and placed his quivering hand onto her back.

Upon contact, Applejack let out a sudden gasp that made Terry's heart skip a beat at its hotness. He then began to move his hand in a circular motion, trying to spread the SPF as far as he could and not waste it all on one spot. If rubbing her back wasn't hot enough, Terry began hearing arousing moans escaping her mouth, a feat Terry didn't think was possible to achieve. Bringing his left hand to aid, he then began to cover every inch of her back in protective coating in a slow motion, doing so to evoke more sexy moaning and admire every small detail upon Applejack's back, from her strong, visible shoulder blades to her lovely, juicy apples for a rear. Despite how much he wanted to just grope those sweet cheeks and admire them in his hands, he kept his raging libido (and his hardened wood) in line, not wanting Applejack to think he was just a pervert, a task getting harder with every moan escaping his crush's mouth.

As he continued to rub, his eyes were drifting into uncharted territory, i.e., her shoulders and butt. Again, it's not that he hadn't stared at those particular areas before; it's just now he's staring at them when AJ's in a two-piece swimsuit, leaving them bare and open for Terry's imagination to go into override. Her bare shoulders were only second rate compared to the real prize of her own ass, which was open for him to fondle with, yet they all shared the same distinction of freckles that surprisingly made it a mix of adorable and hot that only fuel the fire in Terry's loins. Attempting to make it easier for him, Terry turned away to the blue sky, taking occasional glances to make sure he was not going into uncharted territory, as he continued his rubbing of Applejack's back and relishing her moans.

He could finally breathe easy when he looked back and fully saw every inch of her naked back glistening. Clearing his throat, he finally spoke up.

"There ya go," announced Terry, capping off the sun tube and ready to-.

"Not yet, sugarcube," suddenly declared Applejack. She turned her head to glance at Terry, whose was simply confused by her objection, with a small smile and those sexy bedroom eyes. "Ya missed two big spots."

Terry was only more confused at her accusation before he thought about what he could have forgotten. He stared at her back, seeing nothing but glistening beauty, scanning for those "two big spots" she claimed. Working his way from up to down, he couldn't see what Applejack was complaining about until a sudden thought came to him. His widen eyes slowly drifted down her back, still looking for any spots to miss, until he finally reached something that he couldn't touch without feeling unworthy: Applejack's cheeks.

Terry's mouth slowly gapped open at the realization before his eyes returned to AJ's.

"That's right," hummed Applejack slowly. "Y'all gotta do my cheeks as well."

Heart's color left his body at her request.

"Y-y-y-you serious," he stuttered, unable to believe that he was allowed to touch Applejack there.

"C'mon, hun, we ain't getting into the pool faster with y'all standing them asking stupid questions."

Again, that hot seductive drawl made Terry nearly collapse in lust and his wood barking up erect again. Keeping his wood from plain sight, Terry shifted his position to prepare himself for quite possibly the most intimate contact yet between him and AJ. Opening the tube again to apply SPF on his hands, they slowly make their way over Applejack's lovely butt. He froze just mere inches above, one hand positioned over a cheek, breathing deep and hard to normalize his heartbeat. He looked at her to see her looking at him with those warm emerald eyes.

"Terry," she assured with a sweet smile, "there's nuthin' wrong with this, Ah promise y'all. Ah'd trust ya with many things, including this."

Applejack was right. Terry didn't have to be nervous around her when she asked him for something. She always trusted him with anything she asked of him. Especially in family emergencies.

One Saturday, six weeks into working for them, the Apples were forced to work on account of a demand with Spoiled Rich, one the Apples were but pleased, and AJ called Terry to lend two extra hands to help, to which Terry was willing to do, despite his own complaints about working on a weekend. Once he got there, business was starting to pick up, and the Apples were all too happy for his assistance. It was starting to be a simple operation, not much to complain about. That is, until Apple Bloom was picking apples off a one tree, and unfortunately stepped on one loose branch that sent her tumbling down onto the hard ground, spraining her right wrist and breaking her left foot.

The Apples and Terry were scared when Apple Bloom started to cry in pain and distraught, rushing to her aid. Once they studied the damage, Applejack was the most concerned over her sister, wanting to drop the entire day and take her to the emergency room. Then, at the worst possible time, came Spoiled Rich, demanding a progress report, much to Granny Smith's annoyance, knowing she'd want to see the head of the farm. With no options, Terry volunteered to drive Bloom to the emergency room, much to Applejack's concern. She wanted to personally make sure Apple Bloom was in safe care, but Terry convinced her that he could take care of AB himself, to which Granny Smith agreed, saying that Spoiled Rich wanted to see Applejack for personal business.

Much to her reluctance, the farmgirl eventually agreed and let Terry rush Apple Bloom to the ER. While she, Granny, and Big Mac kept Rich on the DL, he carried Bloom to his car and rushed her to the ER. Two hours later, once Rich finally got lost and shoved her demands where the sun don't shine, the rest of the family rushed to Canterlot General, only to find Terry and Bloom just about to exit, with Bloom's foot and wrist in casts and being helped up by one crutch. While Smith and Mac were relieved to see Bloom okay, Applejack was the most relieved, engulfing Heart into a massive bearhug that he tried to reciprocate and thanking him profusely and crying on his shoulders. That was also the day Terry was considered a honorary Apple, and the start of his friendship with Applejack.

Remembering that day with some fondness, Terry returned his thoughts back to the present, and back to Applejack's gorgeous booty. One last deep inhale and look into Applejack's warm, smiling face, and the Heart finally took initiative. His hands slowly advanced to her butt, breathing in and out quietly, until they finally made contact.

Imminent contact caused both participants to gasp sharply, the employee being permitted to touch his crush in such an intimate area and the employer for the cool sunscreen being applied so suddenly. Once the initial shock wore off, Terry's hands began to slowly rub AJ's cheeks so tenderly, making sure to cover every bit of her he could, while she could only moan in pleasure at the feeling. There'd be no denying to any outside party that both individuals were deeply enjoying the occasion. As he continued to rub her cheeks and relish her sexy moans, Terry couldn't help but stare at her butt freckles. He couldn't pinpoint why, but freckles have been seen adorable to him, and those on her booty just made her look more adorasexy, a term his brother used to describe his shy girlfriend. He also took the liberty of counting them, stopping at fifty-eight, though he might have counted some of them more than one.

While he wanted the moment to last longer, Terry had to stop, having finally covered every inch of Applejack's backside. Reluctantly retracting his hands from the angel's bottom, he wiped any remaining SPF on his own towel before turning to his crush.

"There ya go, AJ," Terry informed his boss. "Now you're completely covered."

"Thank ya kindly, Ter," she complimented her employee, still laying on her stomach and not tying her bra, her face only facing him. "Now, it's yar turn."

Upon hearing it, Terry turned to her, who still had her seductive face. Did he hear her right? Was AJ seriously offering to rub his back after he covered his entire backside in SPF? And the way she offered to do so, she wasn't at all hesitant to ask, almost if she was completely of his crush for her. Either that, or it's just her standard confidence. Whatever the result, she was offering to rub her back, and if that meant having the girl of his dreams touch his bare back with her bare hands, then he didn't know what he had to complain about.

"Okay," Terry simply complied as he stood straight, waiting in anticipation for the angel in disguise to begin. "Ready when you are."

"Good," replied the farmgirl.

Terry stood stiff, waiting for the inevitable contact with AJ's hands. He could hear the clanking of her lounge chair, clearly her moving around to stand up. He could then hear her opening a tube of sunscreen before she squirted a questionably big amount onto her hands. He bit his lip in anticipation of the contact that he's about to experience on his back, especially since it's his crush that's gonna do the deed. On a more positive note, she wouldn't be able to notice his erection.

His anticipation was interrupted when he gasped sharply at the feeling of Applejack's soft hands covered in cool SPF making its way onto his back. Biting his lip to quiet his gasp proved futile in the end, for he heard AJ chuckling at his excitement before she started moving her hands around his back. He started moaning, his initial shock wearing off, causing his crush to chuckle even more.

Wait a minute, Heart thought to himself. He focused his senses on what he was feeling on his back. What he was feeling weren't hands; instead, he was feeling something different. Something completely different. Something ludicrously soft, round, and full. Something he hasn't felt before on his bare skin, except on his-.

His train of thought suddenly screeched to a halt and crashed when the realization hit him.

Is Applejack rubbing me... with her breasts?!

"Applejack," he sputtered in his hissing breath, "what are you doing?!"

"Whatever do ya mean, sugarcube," Applejack chuckled as she went about her business on his back. Yet again with the seductive drawl she was becoming famous for today. "I thought y'all love mah apples on yar back."

"I thought you was gonna just put sunscreen on my back! What you're doing is, in my honest opinion, something a girl would do to tease her crush/love interest!"

"Then what do ya think Ah'm doing, hun?"

That struck a massive cord with Terry. His face turned into the brightest hue of red possible; his breath caught in his throat, his eyes shrank to a size unimaginable, and his heart felt it was now going a million miles a second. The gears in his head were turning at warp speed, pieces starting to fall in place,

"Wait, you knew," he exclaimed. He knew it was a losing battle to try and lie to Applejack. She was nothing more than a living lie detector who could smell lies in her sleep; heck, lock her in a room with a compulsive liar, she'd make them sing the truth of their lies within ten minutes. But never did Terry consider that she would be able to tell when someone's crushing on her. Was he showing signs and he didn't notice, or was she nursing a crush on him without knowing whether he liked her back? The possibilities, no matter how ridiculous, were flooding his brain as AJ's breasts continued to pleasure him, all over his back, shoulder blades and all.

"Sugarcube," confirmed the Southern beauty, continuing her work with him, "ya don't quite amount ta the slickness ya hype yarself ta be. Ah've known about yar crush on me since the day ya walked onta Sweet Apple Acres. Ah won't deny that Ah wasn't inta ya at first an' thought yar crush cute, but all of them times ya willingly volunteered ta stick with us ta just help, out of the kindness of yar heart, Ah was startin' ta have feelin's far ya. An' that day Apple Bloom fell from the tree and ya volunteered ta take her ta the ER, Ah don't honestly think there's anyone Ah've hired who's got a bigger heart than yars, hun. Ah spoke nuthin' at first 'cause Ah wanted ta see if ya'd make the first move. But then, over two years later today, yar still a stutterin' mess. So, Ah arranged this whole thing: invitin' ya ta the Reunion thrice, convincin' mah relatives to use their personal pool, havin' Big Mac and Apple Bloom bring ya here, mah bikini, all of it just ta get ya ta come clean with me and end this silly game far good."

The dumbfound Terry was listening intently at Applejack despite his pleasured moans at the feeling of her beautiful breasts, and he was more than feeling the need to kick him in the huevos for putting the most beautiful angel he had ever laid eyes on through such an ordeal. How could he not have seen it before? AJ was smarter than he gave her credit for, and he didn't for once think that she had thought it over at first. As much as he wanted to enjoy this moment, he was now feeling an ocean of guilt for what his bottled-up crush had done.

"Sorry ain't gonna cut it, I know, Applejack," Terry explained, "but I didn't say anything at first 'cause we already had a good thing going on as friends. We're both hard-working, honest (sometimes honest on my part), put family in our top five priorities, and we just worked so well together as best platonic friends. I didn't spill my guts sooner because I didn't wanna make things irreparably awkward between us, mostly since I wasn't certain you'd reciprocate. But now that I know it's been obvious for the last two years, I... I understand if you hate me now."

By the time he finished his own speech, Terry could no longer feel AJ's breasts, meaning she was either finished with his back or taking a break to listen. Whatever the reason, he felt too much shame to even care about what happened. All he did care about was the fact that Applejack must now hate him for-.

He was suddenly twirled out of his wits to face Applejack and, before he could even question it, found himself pulled in close to her, her eyes closed, and her lips firmly pressed against his.

Terry was wide-eyed in response to what was just happening before him right now. Applejack, his boss, best friend, and crush, was literally kissing him. She was honest to goodness kissing him. His very first kiss on the lips. He could feel tears starting to well up in his eyes, still unable to believe that he was actually having his crush's lips pressed against his. He only had one response, though. He closed his eyes, cupped her freckled cheeks with both hands, and began to kiss her back. As he began to kiss back, he could feel tears trinkling down his skin, yet he didn't care. This moment was too good to focus on anything that could ruin it. He could feel her strong arms release his arms before they moved behind his neck to push him further into the kiss, much to his excitement. Terry could do nothing more than reflect all of her lip action, and he was more than happy to do so. All he could do was dream for this moment to last eternity.

Unfortunately, the need for oxygen outweighed that hope, causing both parties to slowly part, as they opened their eyes, warm, satisfied smiles on their faces, and cheeks reddened. A weight of silence was upon the two of them, as the effects of the kiss began to fade. It was also at that time Terry was able to get a good look at AJ's breasts. And, no different than the rest of her, they were beautiful. So round, full, and tempting to enjoy. And the nipples were erect and aroused to the point that Terry could hardly control his lust to lick and suck on them.

"Ah could neva hate ya, hun," the apple angel confessed, finally breaking the silence, "Ah just wish ya have fessed up sooner instead of keeping it in. Keeping love to yarself will make ya sicker than a dead pig in the sunshine. But now that it's out in the blue, are ya gonna be open and honest about how much ya like me?"

"Starting now," confirmed the Heart. "Applejack of the Canterlot Apple Farms, with all of my heart and passion, I, Terrence Ted Heart, eldest of the Heart Brothers, have always and forever will-."

Terry was suddenly interrupted by a huge laughing fit from Applejack. She let go of him as she doubled over, guffawing away. Ten seconds later, she began to settle down, staring Terry straight in the face with small tears in her eyes.

"A-ah'm sorry, sugarcube," she wheezed, "but Ah just wanted a three-word-confession, not some speech a knight would make in one of Rarity's sappy smut novels."

"I know you didn't," admitted Heart, "I just did it for your reaction." Applejack gives him a strong jab on the arm, all while still laughing, and Terry couldn't help but laugh along. Soon enough, their collective laughing fit died out, and Terry composed himself for the hardest thing he could ever have told Applejack. "But seriously, Applejack, I..." Terry choked on his words before scolding himself for doing so. Taking a deep breath for composure, he stared AJ into the eye and finally declared: "I love you. I love you from your honesty to your beauty. And I will always be open and honest with you from now on. No more hiding and playing games with you."

There it was. He had finally told her. Terrence Heart finally got to tell Applejack that he loved her, and he could feel good about himself for growing an iron pair and going through with it with his pride intact (a little bit intact, at least). He could finally walk a little bit taller from that point on.

He looked into Applejack and saw small tears forming in her eyes, He suddenly grew fearful, worried that he crossed a line, but that fear was instantly replaced with relief and happiness at her next words.

"Ah love ya, Terrence Heart, and Ah'll be open with you," the farmgirl confessed, maintaining that combo of warm emerald eyes and smile.

Happy to have finally confessed and seeing no other thing, Terry cupped AJ's smiling, slightly tear-stained face, and moved in for another sweet kiss from her apple lips. He moaned in bliss as she moved her hands behind his head and neck and began to mirror his lip movements, her perfect apples for breasts pressed against his naked chest. He moved his hands to brush her golden waterfall of hair, which earned a small, yet sexy moan from Applejack, to which she reciprocated by brushing his own hair, sending shivers down his spine and causing him to moan in ecstasy. Just similar to the first kiss, this was too good for Terry to ever want to end.

The kiss was, unfortunately, broken again when AJ broke away with an surprised moan, much to Terry's confusion. That confusion was swiftly replaced with his own embarrassment at the realization of his manhood practically alive and stiff to the point of sticking tall within his bathing suit. His face flushed bright red as he looked back at his new girlfriend, ready to explain and apologize. He was only stopped by her raised hand. He waited in silent dread for her response, the only hopeful ray being the small smile forming on her freckled face.

"Ter, how would ya like to make some fantasies reality?"

The apple-scented angel loved pressing the right buttons on Terry because his face turned even redder at the implications that Applejack also knows about the numerous fantasies he has masturbated himself to sleep to. Not wanting to keep her waiting, however, Terry could only nod vigorously, still uncertain of what they're gonna to recreate.

Sporting a satisfied smile, Applejack only guided him toward her lounge chair before pushing him all the way down, her hands never parting from his chest until he was flat on his back before her. Sliding her hand off him just to induce shivers upon him, she then gave him her now-famous lip bite and emerald bedroom eyes. The sight of that look on her face was enough to make Terry feel he was melting through the chair, a dopey, lovestruck smile plastered on his face. With her moving to the chair's side, Terry could only lay in wait for what the apple of his affection and lust had in mind.

He soon got an answer when she brought herself onto the chair, kneeing just over his face, her bikini-clad pussy just hanging above him, and blocking the sun from his view. Terry's eyes shrank to an imaginable size as he began to put the pieces together, but he couldn't just rush the fantasy. If he wanted to take Applejack, he wanted to do it with her on board with it and not by force.

His patience was soon rewarded when he saw AJ bend herself down to his pitched tent, which had to have grown even more with the implications of what was soon to happen. Terry took a deep breath for what he was certain was going to be one of the best moments of his young adult life. She reached into his shorts, her fingers gaining a firm grip on the elastic band, before pulling them down slowly and teasingly. Terry held his breath in deeply, somehow still unable to believe that this was actually happening. His face was crimson by the time she pulled his bathing suit down to fully reveal his raging manhood, springing free of its fabric prison and is now presented in its fullest glory by the apple angel herself.

"Whoa, nelly," exclaimed the farmgirl, "Ah knew y'all loved me, but Ah never thought ya loved me this much." Even if he couldn't see it right now, he could imagine Applejack looking at his big sausage with affectionate lust. "Ah wonder how yar sausage tastes."

Terry was taken aback at AJ's own lustful thoughts, but he wasn't gonna complain if it meant he was gonna experience the pinnacle of intimacy with the apple of his eyes. However she straightened herself upright, her filtered womanhood still dangling over Terry's almost drooling mouth. Terry shuddered in anticipation upon seeing Applejack move her hands down to her bikini bottom, slowly teasing him by taking her sweet apple pie time.

I never thought Applejack could be so teasing, the eldest Heart thought as her fingers finally interlaced with the strings, uttering a small moan in doing so, gently pulling the bottoms off. Terry forced down a joyful gasp as the bottom finally slid off down her thighs to her knees.

Before Terry Heart's lustful eyes was the most beautiful and delicious apple pie he could have ever seen, already glistening and wet, ripe for eating. Now, Terry was drooling a waterfall, eager to give his now-girlfriend such unimaginable pleasure. Yet he waited for her cue alone to fulfill his desire. Anything he did around Sweet Apple Acres, Terry always did with her word, and he thought pleasuring her to be no different than that. Except for the fact that their most intimate parts were exposed to the other, of course.

The apple angel herself then returned her focus to her new boyfriend's throbbing manhood, bent over to be within mouth's reach of it. She turned her attention back to Terry, who she could imagine was practically dying to dig into her womanhood.

"Y'all ready fer this, Ter," AJ questioned with a sultry tone, clearly knowing Terry's answer to the question. "'Cause this should be a shared experience."

Terry only had one response.

"Cowgirls first," he hungrily insisted.

A smile grew upon her face, and she redirected her attention to the throbbing penis and dived in for a taste.

Terry hissed through his teeth upon the contact of Applejack's lips engulfing the tip of his penis. Waves of unimaginable pleasure shivered across his body. The warm, foreign saliva from Applejack was enough to instantly melt Terry into submission. He was soon feeling her tongue make little circles across his tip, making him moan in ecstasy. Adding onto the pleasure was her slow, concrete stroking of his cock. Terry could only lay still as she moved his hardened member up and down, steadily driving him closer and closer to his climax. Just to triple the pleasure, he felt his balls in a soft, yet strong grip, being massaged by whatever hand the farmgirl wasn't on his cock. All of AJ's small efforts instantly transported Terry into a world of indescribable, sexual pleasure.

But he knew that he had to do a little something else for her if he was gonna get more. She wanted something from him. She wanted the same amount of pleasure that she was giving him right now. So he abided by her own desires.

Wasting no time, he leaned up for a taste of her delicious pie.

He could feel Applejack twitch at the pleasure that he was instantly sending her into, moaning loudly while keeping her lips clasped onto his penis. His tongue was making its own little circles on her womanhood, making sure to lick every small part of it with small, yet loving kisses in-between. Wanting more, he grabbed AJ's perfect apple cheeks and pushed her pussy down to his level. He then thrusted his tongue deep inside her and lick as much of her inner walls as he could. Just to double the pleasure, he quickly licked two fingers before sliding them inside of her and resuming his sucking, eliciting a sudden gasp from his sweet apple girlfriend, who slowly started moaning. Exciting him even further were the pleasured moans she was making while continuing her work, never imagining the angel sounding so hot when pleasured.

In that one moment, Terry and Applejack were both swimming in a sea of passionate euphoria. Both of their SPF-covered bodies were becoming increasingly shinier in the sweat of their lust as they went to town on each other's most intimate parts. This was probably the best thing to ever happen between them so far. Neither of them had any thought that they would be having sex when they first met. But now, they were, and nothing could ever compare to the indescribable pleasure they were experiencing. Both parties continue their efforts to make the other experience enormous amounts of pleasure before they climax at last.

Soon enough, Terry began to feel himself reaching his limit.

"A-a-a-applejack," he panted between moans and kisses, "I-I-I'm almost there. Don't s-s-s-stop."

Unfortunately, his pleas were ignored when the angel suddenly stopped her advances on him. Confused, he reluctantly stopped his own assault on her womanhood. Breathing heavily, he tried to get a good look at AJ, wondering why she'd suddenly stopped when he was about to explode, but before he could question it further, she stood on her knees upright yet again, leaving him even more confused. Once his breathing normalized, he was about to question his girlfriend.

"Now, don't worry, sugarcube," AJ assured her boyfriend before he could utter a word, "yar gonna cum soon enough. Just not in my mouth for a first."

Terry was left lying on his back as he tried to make out his new beau doing something, only seeing her perfect apples swinging around from his peripheral vision. He could wait in earnest as he could make out her reaching onto the side for something. His excited anticipation remained unwavered when he saw her begin to walk on her knees to his feet, with that piece of rope he observed earlier and her stetson in her hands, piquing his curiosity.

"Sit straight on yar knees, hun," the farmgirl simply ordered Heart, turning to him with that lip bite and those bedroom eyes.

Why is she so fucking hot when she does that, Terry mentally screamed with his apple-red face as he obliged to her wish. Using his hands to sit himself up straight, he found Applejack's naked, luscious booty sticking straight at him as he, with some difficulty in the cramp lounge chair, managed to get himself on his knees, standing in front of the cutely freckled, juicy, juicy, buns of his apple-scented angel. In his patience for whatever orders she had next for him, he looked down at his penis to see it glistening with Applejack's saliva, in a throbbing ache to be released of its pressuring climax, the sight of it just making him blush slightly. He looked straight at Applejack to see that her going about to straighten out the rope, which was probably seven feet in length. Before he knew it, she began the unsurprising feat of tying one end of it into a noose in record time before repeating the process with the opposite end. Rope tying was unsurprising for Terry since he's seen her do it before so many times without breaking a sweat while teaching it to him and Apple Bloom on occasion. Once, he had thought of whatever reason she could need rope for around a pool, but now Heart was gaining an idea, a very hot idea, about its purpose. And he liked it. Still waiting, he glanced sideways to see the small table now occupied by the sunscreen tubes, the water, and a small circular case that Terry hadn't seen before.

Before he could question it, Applejack finally spoke up.

"Terry, can you grab mah water and that little case on the table," she requested. While still curious, he wasn't gonna question AJ's orders, and obliged her wishes. Holding the water and case in two hands apart, he gave them over to his angel's extended arms, placing them each in her own hands. Putting them in front of her, Terry could only make the crackling of plastic and not exactly see what was going on. He, however, was developing an idea when he saw her dip her back slightly before taking a quick swig of her water.

Heart's jaw was dropping through the chair to the concrete ground at the implications.

Is Applejack actually gonna let me cave in her pussy?!

His small moment of frozen shock was broken by the clearing of his southern beauty's throat. He snapped out of his state of mind before turning his attention back to face Applejack's seducing lip-bite once more, who held her stetson and the rope in hand.

"Now, put mah stetson and slide yar hands through the nooses."

"Yes, sugarcube," Terry responded in a rather bold manner. It was so bold, in fact, that Applejack blushed at it, sporting a warm smile while maintaining her bedroom eyes. Somehow, Terry found that expression to be a touch better than the lip bite he's been getting much of all day. He did what he was told, securing the stetson on his head firmly before sliding his hands through the nooses, his erect cock slightly brushing against her cheeks, eliciting a small moan from both parties. Terry noticed two loose ropes hanging from the nooses before AJ managed to tighten both around their wrists. Terry was now nervous for whatever was next on Applejack's list. Despite his climax going down, his penis was a throbbing mess, itching to be appeased before it just exploded from the pressure. He was snapped out of it when he felt his hands move. He refocused himself yet again to see Applejack place a wider noose around her lovely neck, moving her waterfall hair out of the way, before tightening it as well. She then moved her arms to plant them onto the lounge chair, her tied neck briefly taking her beau's arms with her.

Right now, the pair of them were bound together, AJ by her neck and Terry by his wrists, Applejack on all fours and Terry on his knees spread out, his raging erection just half a foot away from banging the apple angel silly from either one of her holes. But he still maintained himself until he was given the green light.

And then Applejack sultry permitted: "Now pound my pussy silly, sugarcube, just how you fantasized it."

Terry didn't know what was more surprising: the fact that he was given permission to actually break past Applejack's hymen and punch her V-card along with his, or that she knew exactly what and how he was fantasizing doing it: her tied to him by the wrists and presenting her beautiful ass to his throbbing member. Whatever it was, it was finally time to fulfill his sexual desires. Applejack actually wanted him to take her virginity, and he wanted her to do the same.

So without wasting more time and breath, he braced himself, his bound hands on her lovely shoulders, for the imminent hurricane of pleasure he was gonna experience with his new girlfriend and slowly advanced on her awaiting womanhood with his aching manhood. He only stopped with his tip just touching her already wet entrance, either just from her own arousal, his licking assault, or a mix of both. He only stopped to look at AJ's face one last time before beginning.

"You ready for it," he asked.

"Make me yars, lover boy," was all she ordered huskily, turning to him with that soul-melting lip bite and bedroom emerald eyes. To which Terry responded with his own attempt at such an expression.

Wasting no more time, he pushed forward again until he broke through.

Both parties gasped in shock and pain as Terry slid his manhood pass AJ's hymen, finally popping her cherry. He could feel her inner stretching painfully to accommodate with his length's size, along with small blood amounts oozing out. Applejack was left breathing rather ruggedly, trying her best to move past the pain towards the indescribable pleasure.

A couple seconds passed before they both grew accustomed to the pain.

"Y'all... okay, Terry," AJ breathed out, turning with small tears in her eyes.

"I'm fine. You I'm worried about," Heart admitted.

"Ah'm fine, hun. Let's just start slow, 'kay? Ah'll let ya know when ta pound away."

"Okay, then. Here I go."

Trying to brush off his nervousness, Terry began sliding his penis out of her slowly before sliding back in. His hands gripped her shoulders hard till his knuckles turned white. Both parties began to moan lightly in pleasure at Heart's actions as he repeated the process in his own slow pace, keeping his raging libido underfoot until AJ ordered him to lose control. Despite how slow he was going, Terry was starting to feel pleasure replace the pain that once overcame both parties, the feeling making it harder for him to remain slow for his girlfriend's consent and sake.

Applejack was in a world of pleasure at Terry's mercy as she moaned away, biting her lip. She never thought she could feel so good while being tied by the wrist and neck all while Terry was stretching her womanhood painfully. In all the times she fantasized about having sex with Terry, the reality was nothing short of amazing, as she could soon feel the pain be replaced with indescribable pleasure.

Soon, both parties were in a state of content euphoria before it suddenly got too heated.

"Now ya can... pick up... the pace, sugarcube," AJ permitted.

Thank goodness, Terry kept to himself with a smile before sliding back into her a bit faster. Keeping his hands on her shoulders, he began to massage them, simply to hear more of Applejack's hot moans. He could never get used to just how smooth and lovely her skin was, even if it's covered in SPF. Heck, the feeling of being so intimate with his crush was so exciting for Terry to fully comprehend. His pace slowly went faster and faster with each thrust he gave. He panted hard as he could hear the hot smacking sounds of his penis against Applejack's wet pussy, the sound just encouraging him to pound her harder.

The farmgirl was slowly turning into a sexualized mess because of her boyfriend's heavy pounding and massaging. And yet, she wasn't completely happy. She wanted more from him. She turned to give her beau a flirty question. Terry saw it and his heart was skipping multiple beats as he continued his fucking, clearly reading what she wanted.

"C'mon, is fuckin' me all ya wanted, Terry?!" she panted hard.

Terry was shocked with her sudden vulgar language, but he wasn't gonna complain about what she was really asking. Applejack was demanding more from him than he was giving her. And he had often fantasized about doing it. And now, all that waiting was about to pay off. What she wanted was for their positions to reverse. She wanted him to take control. She wanted him to be in charge. She was him to be the boss.... her boss.

Sensing no objections and knowing she can take any physical abuse dished on her, Terrence Heart debunked her question.

Removing them from her freckled shoulders, his hands slid their way across AJ's shoulder blades, her moaning barely muffled by her biting her lip. They soon made her way to her golden hair, taking a moment to brush it soft and slow for a few hard thrusts before firmly gripping it and pulling her violently to his face.

He then brought his bound hands to her front, bringing any excess rope with him, copping a feel on AJ's juicy apples. Heart continued to bang her pussy while fondling her perfect apple breasts, squeezing the fullness out of them and pulling and twisting her nipples. The feeling of her breasts was no different than her ass cheeks: a pair of water balloons that would never pop no matter how hard he squeezed them. Lifting both breasts to almost even height of her shoulders, Terry craned his head over her shoulder before taking a lick of her right nipple, much to Applejack's absolute delight. She screamed in absolute from joy the pleasure she was enduring. Seeing her hungry-for-lust face only gave him more encouragement to place one hand on her freckled cheek and smooch her hard and hungrily on the lips. Applejack was more than willing to return the favor, trying her best to mirror her boyfriend's lips in her sex-driven state.

Wanting to taste more, Terry began to drive his tongue against Applejack's lips, trying to break pass, access soon granted to him when Applejack opened her own mouth. Before they knew it, both parties were exchanging saliva while fighting each other for dominance over the other's tongue. They wrestled in euphoric sex for a good minute and a half before Applejack threw the battle just to let Terry continue his control over her. Her employee couldn't believe just how easily she was letting him have his way with her and her body, and he was loving it so much. He was loving the thrill of making her feel good from all over her beautiful body, from his fondling her breasts to his kissing her lips to his pounding her womanhood.

As they kissed on, Heart wasn't too distracted to untie his right hand and make it behind her. With it, he then slowly and teasingly moved down her spine, his fingers making their way down her spine. The action itself caused the farmgirl to moan loudly, more than she honestly intended into his mouth, and press her booty into Terry's stomach. Heart smiled deviously as his hand slid down further, finally making its way to one of AJ's delicious and spankable cheeks. Finally making his way to his prize, he began to fulfill yet another of his sexual fantasies: playing with her ass.

One hand planted firmly on one cheek, Terry begins to massage it among his continued fucking and fondling. Switching from each cheek to give them equal love and attention, his fingers explored every single inch of her bouncy, soft sitting buns, much to AJ's delight, and couldn't get enough of how full and tempting her ass truly was when being touched. Groping her cheeks felt almost as if Terry was carrying a pair of water balloons that were satisfyingly impossible to pop. He then moved his hand just underneath her cheeks and began to scale them rapidly, and he was enjoying watching it shake up and down at his rapid speed out of the corner of his eyes. He pulled back for a moment to see his girlfriend's head a hot, sex-crazed mess, hair slightly messed, and he couldn't help drooling over the hot face plastered on her face: eyes rolled back, cheeks increasingly red, and tongue stuck out. The image only furthered his lust, picking up his humping and deciding to take his ass-playing up a level.

Removing his hand from underneath her cheeks, Terry slid his left hand down to AJ's stomach while he raised his right back while listening to her moaning and panting no different than an animal in heat. As much as he didn't want to, Terry stopped his thrusting for a moment, just to have a clear image of what he wanted to see. Before AJ could question why, his right hand came back hard on her right ass cheek.

The apple angel gasped sharply after being taken by complete surprise at her boyfriend's sudden action. Her gasp gave way for a low, sultry moan, clearly liking - no, loving her boyfriend's approach with her.

"Does my angel like her apples spanked mm," Terry hummed, clearly aroused.

"Ah do," she confirmed, turning to face him. "Please do it more,...sugar daddy."

Whoa, was all Terry could think of to describe his new girlfriend. Bondage, fucking her silly, sugar daddy? He couldn't believe how much of a horny, kinky monster Applejack could be behind closed doors. And they've only started their relationship. He was both aroused and scared to see such a side of his angel. And yet, he couldn't deny that it was also sexy to witness. And he couldn't just deny her the pleasure she demands.

Raising his hand, he could see AJ's eyes light up before she turned away again.

"Yeehaw!" he suddenly cried out. Almost simultaneously, he both resumed his thrusting into her pussy and spanked her hard on her right cheek, causing her to release a mix of a scream and moan.

"Oh, that's it, sugar daddy! Keep fucking and spanking me till I cave!" AJ almost begged.

Terry quickly obliged her wishes as he continue to fuck and spank Applejack like there was no tomorrow for them both, panting and moaning as he did so. As he humped, he brought his right back to keep punishing her, yelling "yee-haw" with every hard smack he gave his angel, riding her like a sex-crazed horse. And he wasn't gonna stop until he left a very bright red mark on AJ's right cheek. Just to add to the pleasure, his left hand went back to the job of fondling her breasts, exchanging from one breast to the other for equal love and respect. The three-way ride to Climax Central had completely turn Applejack, the strongest, most independent and confident woman Terry has ever known, into a moaning mess who'd would probably die without his sexual playing with her. Looking down at his dirty work with her booty, he saw that he had left her right cheek bright red. Now, it was time for the other cheek. Exchanging places quick, his right hand was now fondling her plump, frontward apples and his left hand went to spank red her plump, left ass cheek. And just to pour more fuel into her lustful fire, he went back to kissing her on the lips. Both parties loudly moaned and panted and screamed as Terry had his way with Applejack's body, exchanging saliva and tongues.

In that one moment, Terrence Heart and Applejack were bound together through a mix of love and lust, never wanting their intimate moment to end. All they wanted was to stay in their sea of euphoria for eternity, never needing to climax..

Alas, such a need was bound to happen since Terry was beginning to feel his limit.

"AJ!" he panted hard, "I'mma blow! I'mma cave soon!"

"Same here, Ter," the apple angel compelled, "but don't cave yet! Just hang in for some more!"

Both parties continued their heavy sex, moaning and panting into each other’s mouths, as they continued their lustful kissing. Terry, in an effort to make them climax faster, started to bang AJ's pussy the fastest he has ever gone since they started. Aiding his efforts were spanking her left cheek the hardest with all the strength his left hand could muster and his right hand beginning to twist her nipples hard. All of his efforts were turning Applejack into yet again a sex-crazed animal in heat, panting and gasping and moaning in between kisses. Terry could feel himself ready to burst.

"Ah know yar strugglin', Ter," Applejack moaned between kisses, "but just hold on fer ten more thrusts!"

Ten... nine... eight..., Heart counted to himself before he and Applejack could finally climax together. He continued the thrusts into her womanhood while still maintaining her assault on her sweaty, SPF-covered, no-longer-sexy-bikini-clad body, all while kissing Applejack voluptuously and shoving his tongue into her mouth.

Seven... six... five..., the farmgirl counted down to herself. Applejack was having the sexually driven time of her life as Terry just went all Appleloosa Rodeo on her body. The spanking, the kissing, the fondling, the yelling "yee-haw," all of it was just too much for her to honestly believe that it was all what Terry fantasized doing to her. And she was actually enjoying every bit of Heart taking control of the sex.

Four... three...

Applejack's hands managed to find Terry's breast fondling hand, gripping it hard for what was soon coming. Heart squeezed his girlfriend's hands with all he could manage as he was about to explode.

Two...

Terry brought Applejack for one more lustful kiss to muffle them both. With one last thrust,...

One!

… both parties exploded.

Into each other's mouth screamed Applejack and Terry. The dams blocking their climax finally burst open, unleashing tsunamis of sexually driven pleasure into each other's most intimate parts. Both parties wanted to prolong their climaxes the best they could. Terry continued to thrust and fondle as he spurted burst after burst of semen into his beautiful angel. Applejack brought two fingers down to breach her womanhood to continue her orgasm as she brought down stream after stream of sperm down her boyfriend's manhood. Both participants' screaming was soon replaced with pants and moans as their collective orgasm began to die down, both of them slowing down in their efforts before finally stopping.

Terry was breathing up a storm, completely drained of any and all energy the hot sex he just shared with the girl of his dreams, holding onto Applejack, who, too, was drained out of her soul, for some means of support. Unable to stand on his knees no more, he merely flopped down the lounge chair, bringing his angel down with him, still connected to each other by AJ's rope and Terry's shaft, which began to lose some of its hardness.

They laid for a good minute, trying to normalize their breathing patterns, before one of them could speak again. It was then the realization finally set in for Heart. He had sex with Applejack. He honest to goddess actually just had sex with the girl of his affection, managed to live some of his most lustful fantasies with her. And she more than reciprocated those fantasies, happy to let him have his way with her. He was officially a man, now that he lost his virginity to the angel disguised to be an apple farmer.

"So," panted Terry, looking up at the apple angel laying on his naked chest, brushing her beautiful golden hair, "how was I,... baby?" He hesitated with the last part, wondering if they're at that point in their relationship.

"Seriously, Ter," Applejack chuckled, looking at him with a warm smile and those emerald bedroom eyes that had a hint of rhetoric in them. "Y'all lost your virginity to the 'apple angel herself,' as y'all would put it, and just gave her a hot, passionate session of sex that we won't forget anytime soon, an' yar askin' me if ya were good?"

Terry couldn't help but laugh at how rhetorical it was to ask such a stupid question.

"You're right, never mind that. It's just... I just had sex with the girl of my dreams. I'm a little self-conscious about my performance for a first time."

"Ah understand, hun." Applejack started making little circles around Terry's heart. "Ah just hope yar not too disappointed that this was how ya confessed yar feelin's to me."

"Seducing me in a bikini and getting me to live some of my wet dreams with you? Admittedly, not what I had in mind, but I'm happy that I finally got it off my chest, even if you knew the whole two years since we met. Even more happy that you share my feelings."

"Ya honestly came a short way inta my heart, sugarcube, an' that's an impressive feat for a guy of your attributes."

Terry could only smile and blush at the compliment.

"So, about that statement about showing yourself in a bikini... did you actually mean that we're gonna announce to your family that we're boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Nah, hun. Ah'mma still wear it tomorrow in front of them. And about us, they'll take the hint when we have dinner later, hun. Right now, Ah want to catch some Z's." Applejack then released a mighty yawn, to which Terry followed with his own. AJ soon rested her head onto Terry's chest.

"Deal. Just one more thing to ask."

"Shoot."

"Do you want to go out after work sometime later in the month?"

Applejack craned her head to face Terry before staring at him with that warm smile and those beautiful emerald eyes. Without saying a word, she placed her hands on Terry's cheeks before diving in for a kiss. One that was merely tamed, passionate, and lip-on-lip. Terry returned it by placing his own hands on her adorable freckled cheeks to deepen the kiss.

A good thirty seconds passed between them before they broke it. Once separated, the apple angel gave her answer.

"Anytime of the year, sugarcube," she declared. And with that, she rested her head on Terry's chest yet again, ready to sleep away, but not before saying three tender words with a weight worth more than gold that solidified just how much he really means to her: "Ah love you, Ter."

Terry's heart melted at the phrase. He'd never tire of hearing those words escape her beautiful angel mouth. His eyelids were growing heavier as he prepared himself to sleep with her on top of him. He'd only sleep soundly once he returned Applejack's statement: "I love you too, sugarcube."

And with that, they both went to sleep.

Terry could never have imagined it happening to him. In one afternoon, his friendship with Applejack had gotten a major upgrade, going from best friends in an employee-employer dynamic to lovers in a boyfriend-girlfriend dynamic. The girl of his affections was his now, thanks to, of all things, an apple-themed two-piece swimsuit, and he gave her his virginity on the same day. And he couldn't be happier with the results. This will be quite the story to tell Terry's brothers, AJ's best friends, and her entire family about. While there will be a lot more bridges that will test their romance down the road, he'll worry about them when he crosses them later with his girlfriend. Right now, all he wanted was to rest with the most beautiful angel he had ever seen, half naked, on a lounge chair in the afternoon sun before finally showing her off as his new girlfriend, a sentiment he was certain Applejack would want to return. Everything was, to paraphrase a saying,... apples and cream.