Bucking with her Big Brother

Was it a joke? Was Applejack simply playing around with her bro? She never really started doing this until recently, which was odd because Big Macintosh didn’t exactly approve of it… at least, not a first. Her funny puns were amusing at times, but then she took things too far, even as much to make him downright embarrassed by her suggestive humor.

It was a sunny day, as usual. The pegasi must’ve been assigned to clear the clouds regularly, due to the abnormal increase of rainfall. The red stallion was in the fields, bucking his way through several apple trees while his sister, Applejack, simply sat and watched. She had been working all morning, so he offered to take care of her final loads. Something about him, for what ever reason it might've been, enticed Applejack that day. Maybe it was the heat, or perhaps she really was digging how strong he’d become over the years, but the mare noticed her love for her own brother had escalated immensely over the past month or so. He had been more open to helping her in the fields, spending time with her, helping her out with whatever she needed and just being an all-around, kindhearted, good intentioned kin, but to Applejack, he was also starting to look attractive in a unique way.

“Say, big bro,” Applejack asked with a smirk, “You’ve been working pretty hard over there. Do you normally buck like this, or is it a natural gift?”

Big Mac didn’t notice the sexuality involved in the question, but answered, “Natural gift! I’m thinking I could buck my way through just about a brick wall!”

“Would you uh, be able to buck through hordes of mares in one afternoon?!”

The red steed stopped what he was doing and stared at his little sister with confused eyes. “Uh… ah don’t know what you mean by that…”

“Well, I’m just saying if you think you’re so great at bucking everything, you’d be able to take on that small feat.”

Big Mac understood now that his sister was just being silly, and returned to his work. He lifted his hind rear up high, getting ready for one last, tree smashing buck, but his sister stopped him with, “You know, that’s what I’d look like if you were ever gonna try and buck me.”

His legs kicked, but missed entirely. As his body fell to the floor, his mouth slammed onto the soil. His sister just began to chuckle at his clumsiness. He held his head in pain, and wondered why his sister would be tempting him like she was at that point. He looked at the remaining trees, and said, “Look, Applejack, why don't y'all finish this here job. Ah think I’ll just go inside and sit for a moment.”

The mare strut over to her brother with an ever growing grin. The way she slowly blinked made Big Mac shiver in lust that seeped out of nowhere. Her voice asked in a sexually entrancing tone, “Big bro, you wouldn’t leave me bucking those studs all by myself, would you? Tell you what, you buck them apples for me, and I’ll let you buck me later when Granny Smith is sleeping.”

Hearing this made Big Mac extremely uncomfortable. Not only was his sister trying to seduce him, but it was actually working. He stared into those pearly eyes of hers trying hard not to drool. The steed never felt like this before, all turned on and what not, especially by his sister. Normally, he’d yell at her to stop, but this time, he knew she wasn’t bucking around, even though that’s exactly what she wanted, was to buck around. He gulped before saying, “Look, Ah am not gonna give into this! You’re being way too perverted now, and I disapprove!” Applejack’s eyes lowered to the gravel, but his next words would make her grin go wide, almost up to her ears. “However… ah think some steam can be cooled off. This uh, summer heat has gotten my body… pretty heated up, so if you’d be willing to help me… ah guess I can buck… for you.”

The farm pony grabbed her big brother around the neck and sighed with excitement. The rest of the day was spent on bucking apples and working on finishing up their regular chores. Around five, Big Mac had gotten more sexual flashes by his sister than he ever did in his life. While she was bucking a nearby apple tree, she yelled for her brother to watch. Once he looked over, he caught an eye full of her lifting that cute, apple marked flank high into the air. Her smile told him she was doing this special for him. Not only that, but while he was lifting a tied up cube of hay, she backed up on him and rubbed her plot all up his hind leg. Things like this progressed throughout the evening, and with every seductive foreplay came a flood of lust for Big Mac. He always knew his sister was playful, but not like this. Her teasing manner almost made the stallion question if he was awake or not, but he didn’t dare try to wake up. Who would want to stop a dream like this?

Finally, the clock reached eight. Big Mac and Applejack was invited in for supper. As they ate with Granny Smith, she asked, “How’d the work go?” Her small, shriveled voice somewhat crackled as she spoke.

“Oh, pretty good,” Applejack responded, “but we kinda slacked off a bit. Sorry about that.”

Big Mac chuckled at this, and uttered, “Eeyup!”

The dinner consisted of vegetables and assorted fruits, along with some toast. Big Mac was busy eating some bits of strawberries when he felt the hind hoof of his sister nudge suggestively up his leg. He shivered at the fact that she was willing to still flirt with him right in front of Granny Smith. He shot a look of shock at her while the old-timer was lowering her head. All he got as a reply was her devilish grin though.

Her hoof wrapped around his shaft and began to grip it, making him groan a little. There, granny looked at him and questioned, “What’s the matter, Biggy?”

“Mm, nothing… just some tough vegies, that’s all.”

“You sure you’re alright?” Applejack asked with a sarcastic tone.

Big Mac scowled at her while exclaiming, “Eeyup.”

He returned to his meal, and his sister resumed her massage. Soon, the red pony felt a second hoof on his prick. He lurched with resentment while his sister coyly continued her game. After what must've been forty minutes of her sexually provoking him, Big Mac finished up what was left on his place with a big gulp, and said, “Mph, mmmh, that was mighty good, but I’m tuckered out now… uh, I’ll see y'all later.”

Getting up and speeding out of the room as to ensure Granny Smith didn’t see his erection, all that entered his thought’s was how badly he was going to ravage Applejack tonight.

Midnight, and everything was silent. While in the daylight of the apple orchard, the two siblings discussed how exactly they would do this. Although Applebloom was away with her friends, sleeping over at Twilight’s house, they were still paranoid their amusing sounds would wake Granny Smith. The elderly mare was hardly a very light sleeper, but just to be sure, to certify the prevention of not getting discovered, Applejack agreed to fetching her big brother before the two sneaked out to the barn. The storage place was fairly distanced from their house, perfect for their plans of incest. She came in, striding over to the bed, and then shook Big Mac, making sure he hadn’t fallen asleep.

“Ready to go, big bro?”

“Eeyup,” he mused while removing the covers with furtive eagerness.

The two exited through the front door quietly and wandered to the barn with anticipation. As they walked, Applejack asked, “So, did you know Ah had developed a slight crush on you?”

“Not exactly… like, Ah could just barely tell, but it didn’t click until today.”

Chuckling softly, the mare continued, “You see, ah didn’t intentionally fall into these here emotions on my own. You kinda… pushed them on me by being so kind, and well, after ah while of it, I just… you know.”

“Hmm… Ah didn’t know being a good brother was tempting you so much. Wish you’d let me known sooner… so I could’ve done this a long time ago.”

He glanced at his kin while giving her a wink, and saw her typical face. She smiled while saying, “You’re a real dick sometimes, you know that?”

“Eeyup!”