Barking up the right tree
Fluttershy flew gracefully through the darkness. Cautious glances to the side reassured her that she wasn't being followed. “Appleloosa seems so far away when you don't take the train,” she thought to herself, “but for him, it will be worth the long flight.”
She landed quietly on the edge of the quiet town. Not a pony was roaming the streets. Fluttershy smiled, “Not a pony around to know,” she whispered to herself as she started trotting light hoofedly across town.
Making it past town center, she saw a light ahead of her, The Salt Block. Creeping low, Fluttershy took a quick peek inside. She could see many members of the Apple family inside. “Good,” she thought, “that means they won’t be out in the fields.”
Staying low to the ground, she crawled past the door. When she thought she was safe from being seen, she got back up on all fours and continued to walk towards the apple fields.
“HEY!” A yell came from the direction of the bar, “What’s a pretty pony like you doing out here in a night like this?”
Fluttershy yelped and turned around, but the voice wasn’t directed at her. There was another mare on the other side of the street. Fluttershy quickly hid behind some barrels and listened in.
“Ma made me go here to take you home, brother,” she said angrily, “look at you, can’t leave you for one moment without going crazy on the salt. Now, you better get home with me right this moment.”
“But my salt lick is...” He started to reply.
“NOW,” the mare interrupted.
“Alright alright! Keep your horseshoes on!”
Fluttershy continued to listen, relieved to hear the arguing voices get quieter as they went in the other direction. She got back up and continued moving through town at a brisk pace, arriving at the entrance to the fields.
She knew the one she wanted to meet would be at the top of the hill already, waiting for her. Excited, she threw caution to the wind and galloped up to the hill.
“Oh, I’ve missed you so much,” she yelled with a glomp, “There really is nobody else quite like you.”
Fluttershy didn’t so much hear Bloomberg’s response as she felt it within the tree, “I know. I missed you too.”
Fluttershy let loose a few tears, dripping onto the ground at Bloomberg’s roots and quickly absorbed by the soil. She gave the tree one last squeeze and stepped back, gazing at the apple tree in all its glory.
“Bloomberg, your apples are ripe,” Fluttershy said with a quivering voice, “I, want them. Can I, have one?”
After a moment, Bloomberg seemed to shake a little bit, as if it was trying to nod “Yes.” Fluttershy took this as an answer and flew up into the tree to examine the apples.
“This one looks delicious,” she said, pointing at a big red one. Fluttershy gave the apple a lick, “Mmm, I was right,” she cooed before plucking it from Bloomberg with her hooves. Landing softly on the ground, she held the apple up to Bloomberg and smiled, “Thanks Bloomberg.”
Taking a bite of the apple, her mouth was filled with sweet apple juice. This apple was engorged with flavor. Bite after bite, the apple was swallowed down. After a few minutes, all that was left was the core.
“For you, Bloomberg,” Fluttershy said as she chewed up the apple core and with a gulp, it went down her gullet. She lazily trotted over and laid next to Bloomberg’s rough trunk. An intoxicating thought started turning in her mind as she started to become wet. “You know,” she whispered, “I think we should move our relationship onto the next level.”
The thought of his bark rubbing on her pussy only worked to excite her. “I mean, if that’s ok with you Bloomberg.”
The tree stood motionless under the moonlit sky. Not offering any kind of answer to the pony. “Oh,” Fluttershy sniffled, “I guess if you don’t want to...”
A wind gust picked up and knocked an apple off of the tree, falling right onto Fluttershy’s rump. Fluttershy yelped and jumped into the air, before landing on her back in fright. After a few deep breaths, she looked around and saw the fallen apple and smiled, now she knew what Bloomberg wanted from her.
Picking up the apple, she walked back over to Bloomberg and sat with her back to him. Dropping the apple between her legs, she started rubbing it against her moist pussy. A few quiet moans escaped her lips as the fleshy skin of the apple made contact with her most intimate parts.
“Oh Bloomberg, you feel great,” she let out between heated breaths. Using a single hoof on the apple, she ran her free hoof on Bloomberg’s tough bark. “It feels so... hard,” she whispered, “I need it too, I need all of you.” Letting loose of the apple, she stood up and back up into Bloomberg.
“Give it to me,” she demanded at him as she grinded her pussy on Bloomberg’s trunk. The roughness of the bark sent vibrations throughout her body as she rubbed faster and faster on the bark. Moaning intensely, she kept on riding his trunk all the way to climax before collapsing on the ground.
After a few minutes, Fluttershy came to, the afterglow of her orgasm receding. Looking up she saw the branches of her lover, one of which was pointing down towards the ground. Following the branch, it was the apple that had fallen onto her earlier. She nodded, knowing what Bloomberg wanted.
Fluttershy trotted over to the apple, turned towards Bloomberg and sat down. After a deep breath, she said straight to him, “I’m ready,” and with that, she took a deep bite of the apple, never taking her eyes off Bloomberg. Bite after bite she swallowed carefully, until she found it. The apple seed, Bloomberg’s seed.
Placing the apple on the ground, she took the seed and lowered it down to her vagina. Shaking, she looked back to Bloomberg and asked, “Are you sure about this?”
The tree shook again. “Alright Bloomberg, this is for us,” she said as spread her pussy lips and stuck the seed as deep into her as she could get it. Smiling, she got back up to hug him once more. “I love you Bloomberg. We will never be separated this long ever again.”