Dusk to Dawn

A few days later, the sunlight paired with the rooster’s cackle pried Applejack’s sleepy eyes open.  Of all the days she didn’t feel like working, today was one of them.  Sighing deeply, she rolled out of her bed and walked across the room to grab her hat off of the shelf.  Yawning, she placed it on her head and walked out of her room, down the stairs, and straight outside.  “First things first,” she thought as she looked over towards the animal pens and the hungry creatures inside of them.

One by one, she went through to the pens and dropped food in for the barnyard critters.  As she was tossing some corn mix into the chicken’s pen, a rooster let out a loud cock-a-doodle-doo.  In response to his annoying squawk, Applejack muttered, “Ah, shut up,” and tossed some of the mixture directly at him, moving on after she did so.

Once that was finished, Applejack proceeded to finish up with the rest of her morning farmyard duties.  She met up with her brother, and after some stretching to prepare for the work ahead of them, proceeded to gather up the bins from the freezing room and place them in the kitchen so that Granny Smith could pack the cider inside of them to jars so that they could be sold individually.  Once that was done successfully, she went off with Big Macintosh towards the East Orchard to buck some apples.

“Impressive kick, Sis,” Big Macintosh said rarely more than one word as he watched her run forward and copy the move which she had learned from Princess Luna.

“Thank ya’,” Applejack said playfully smug as the two of them continued to run from tree to tree and kick the fruit down to the bins.  As all their other tasks had, this one ended.  To Applejack, it seemed like today was going to be like any other normal day at Sweet Apple Acres though, other than her slow start of course.  But then, Applejack felt a warm sensation from behind her which forced her to blush and keep her tail buttoned down.

Looking left and right nervously, Applejack couldn’t shake the thought that she needed something inside of her right now.  She was ready!  “N…Nopony’s around,” she thought to herself as she looked again to the left and right.  “M…maybe if I can just do something really quick…” the thought seemed absurd!  She just couldn’t run out into the middle of an abandoned orchard and start masturbating!  Against her normally better judgment though, Applejack took off into the closest orchard to do just that.  She quickly trotted into the deepest outskirts of the orchard and practically just plopped down on a soft patch of grass that was covered by two intertwined apple trees.

The sensation was killing her!  She just had to get rid of it!  So, without a second more of thinking, Applejack opened her legs and began rubbing herself.  Her mind raced with mental images of a stallion breeding her, and her heart throbbed with excitement.  “Ah…” she let out a muffled yelp as she hit her sweet spot.  She couldn’t be too loud, otherwise the others would think she was hurt and coming racing to her rescue only to find that she was far from danger.

Applejack circled around her clitoris and pushed the top-most part of her hoof inside of herself, giving her all the more pleasure.  As she got closer and closer to orgasm, Applejack could feel the relief begin to wash over her.  Making sure that she was safe, Applejack peered around the two trees which she laid behind, and then turned her head around to look behind her, even deeper into the orchard.  Satisfied that she was safe, Applejack let her mind return back to the pleasurable task at hoof.

Then, in a matter of only a few more seconds, Applejack had an orgasm which sent waves of relief surging through her body.  This was what she needed.  The juices ran out of her like a miniature waterfall, and Applejack looked down to see some of it trickle down on the inside of her tail and form some droplets on the grass below her.

Feeling as satisfied as ever, Applejack stood up, flared her tail a couple of times and went back towards the farm at a leisurely pace.  Once she returned back to the farm and walked back to the farmhouse, she found Granny Smith and asked if it would be alright if she took a small nap, worn out from the day’s work (actually tired out by some task other than work, secret self-pleasure deep in the orchard).  “Ah, get yer’ lazy flank upstairs if it suits ya’,” Granny Smith commented, acknowledging not much was to be done today.

“Thank ya’ Granny,” Applejack said as she walked up the stairs at a slower pace.  She walked into her room and closed the door behind her.  As she usually did when she came into her room for a nap, Applejack placed her hat on the shelf closest to the door and walked forward to plop down on her bed.  “How do those fillies do it?” Applejack sighed to herself as she regarded her friends’ ability to control themselves when it came to sex.  Poor Fluttershy would cry if the thought of sex or masturbation even found its way into her mind, Twilight was a shut-in and didn’t want much to do with dating (though she had made a comment that Big Macintosh was pretty cute), Pinkie Pie was way too energetic and if she didn’t scare stallions away normally just pushed the whole thing aside, Rarity was too caught up in her work to think of such vulgar things as breeding (she felt a foal was too expensive anyway), and Rainbow Dash had never really taken an interest in dating, preferring to focus on her bodily strength, wellbeing, and future goals to care.

She hadn’t worried about it in the past, and she didn’t need to worry about it now, it didn’t concern her all that much.  Yawning, Applejack settled her head down on her pillow and fell asleep, tired out by her stressful work morning and her naughty excursion into the orchard.