VI

“Alright. Get on with it then,” I said. I tried to hide the tiny glimmer of anticipation in my voice. If either Diamond Tiara or Silver Spoon heard it, they didn’t let on.

“Gladly.”

Diamond Tiara held her hoof towards me, and as though taking the direction from thin air, Applebloom walked forward in my direction, her face still the painted-over picture of happiness.

I looked into her eyes, searching for even the slightest glint of regret.

Only enthusiastic amber stared back at me.

Being tied to the chair didn’t give me much room to maneuver, so I was at the mercy of whatever action Applebloom took at Diamond Tiara’s direction.

She started with her head in my lap. I hardened under my boxers immediately. Knowing I didn’t have to care if anyone noticed was almost a relief.

Applebloom planted her teeth on the zipper of my jeans and pulled. I muffled a groan in the back of my throat. As much as Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon might already be convinced I was an irredeemable pervert, I didn’t want to give them that moral victory just yet.

I did lift myself off the chair as best I could to accommodate Applebloom’s removal of my pants though. She pulled them down with relative ease, leaving me sitting there with my jeans at my ankles, boxers against the cold wood of the chair. My erection standing prominently, straining against the fabric of my underwear.

I could hear either whispering or snickering from Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, but I wasn’t paying any attention to them at this point.

Applebloom moved back to my lap again and took the waistband of my boxers into her mouth. She stared at me as she pulled them down, her eyes as wide and adorable as they had ever been. She even smiled a little bit as she tugged my underwear down to my ankles.

I didn’t manage to hold back that groan. Just a little one, at the sight of perfect, innocent Applebloom yanking my clothes down to let my hard-on stand up in full glory.

She eyed it for a second, curious.

Almost of their own accord, my hips moved upward as much as I could manage. Even the air was stimulation at this point. Anything was, sitting in front of Applebloom like this. Even if it had been me alone in my makeshift bedroom, sadly beating myself off to the thought of the yellow filly I’d kept in my dreams for months, having her there watching me would have been enough to make me explode in seconds. Now she was here, for real, watching me. Even as outside of her own influence as she was, having her there, smiling at me with her big bright eyes, her cute little tail peeking out from behind her small, round butt, and her big red bow painting her as the picture of innocence; it was enough to make me think I might just shoot off right there.

“Look how turned on he is already! What a disgusting freak.”

That was Diamond Tiara’s voice from across the room. It snapped me out of my reverence for a second, and my eyes snapped all the way open as I realized they had been falling closed.

Diamond Tiara stared back at me as I sat there helplessly. She sneered at me as my erection bobbed back and forth with my body’s subconscious swaying.

“What? It’s true. You’re disgusting.”

She was right. I knew it, in the back of my head.

“I know.”

“Good. Then you understand why it’s for the best of everypony if I get rid of you for good.”

“I know.”

“What is it about Applebloom that makes you perv out so much, anyway? Is every human where you come from attracted to little girls?”

I shook my head. I wasn’t sure what I was feeling. Sadness? Disgust at myself? Or was I completely removed from the situation, living through the worst of the fantasies I’d entertained in my own head, but reaping the punishment at the same time?

“No,” I said. “I’m not even… I don’t like… little girls…”

“Horseapples. I’ve seen the way you look at Applebloom. I’ve seen your… thing get hard every time you hug her.”

“It’s different!” I strained against my bonds as I shouted. I don’t know if I needed to justify it to Diamond Tiara, or myself. But I wasn’t attracted to little girls. I never had been. It was just…

“Oh really?”

“Yes! I never… when I was on Earth, I never even looked at… kids. I was a social worker, for fuck’s sake. I helped kids, and never once didn’t I even think about…”

“So what, you’re just into fucking ponies then?”

“No!” I was desperate, trying so hard to justify the disconnect that had started the day I realized what had changed inside my head after arriving in Equestria. “I don’t… I’ve never thought about that either.”

“So what is it?” Diamond Tiara stepped closer, but still maintained enough distance to avoid the immediate proximity of my half-naked body.

“I don’t know… It’s just…”

That was it then, wasn’t it? I was going to explain it, to Diamond Tiara and to myself.

“I can’t explain it! It’s just… every day I have to see… everyone out there. Everypony walks around with nothing on, and they’re naked all the time, and they… I can see… everything. It’s like being surrounded by nothing but a group of holes saying ‘Fuck me!’ And I can’t, because I know how… awful it would be. And then when I saw Applebloom, for the first time… I don’t know what it was. She’s just so small, and cute, and her… she was bent over in front of me, and I got a full view of her… her butt looks perfect, and her fur is so soft, and she has that adorable accent and those big orange eyes and every time I see her from the back I just wanna pin her down and shove myself inside her until she’s screaming my name–”

“Alright, that’s enough! I get it. You’re a disgusting foal-fiddler, point made.”

Diamond Tiara walked back to her corner, shaking her head in revulsion.

“Let’s just get this over with.”

Applebloom walked up to me, her head perfect waist-level between my knees.

The catharsis of my confession had let out whatever I was feeling before. Nervousness, self-hate – it was mostly gone now. Now there was only my perfect, wonderful Applebloom, staring at me wide-eyed and innocent and ready to ruin her life to ruin mine.

She grinned at me as she pushed her forelegs into my knees, prompting me to spread my legs and make room for her.

“You sure are awful hard,” she said, poising her face right in front of my cock. Hearing her talk like that prompted an immediate response, and my hips jerked as my cock twitched. I was already leaking precum just from having Applebloom in front of me, and a tiny drip flew off as I moved, just missing the side of Applebloom’s face.

She watched the movement of my cock with fascination, staring at it like a kid bemused by their first toy. She raised a hoof and prodded it experimentally, which prompted another twitch.

My hips struggled to topple the chair under me as they moved. I couldn’t hold back that groan either. The second I felt the warmth of Applebloom’s touch, I knew there was no way I could hold up a token of resistance any more. I was gone, and the best course of action could only be revelling in the path to my damnation.

Applebloom touched it again, but she let her hoof linger this time, holding it against the aching stiffness between my legs. I moved my hips against her, pressing myself into her touch as much as I could given my lack of mobility.

She looked up at me, encouraged by my reaction.

“That feels good, huh?”

It was almost like it was real. I don’t know if Diamond Tiara was just so malicious that she had to make me believe any part of Applebloom was really doing this, or if there was just the hint of the suggestion in her head and the rest was picked up by natural instinct. But it was everything I’d dreamed of. Every ‘first time’ I’d envisioned as I touched myself to the thought of becoming Applebloom’s lover.

It was perfect.

“Yessss…” I hissed through my teeth.

Appleboom smiled at my enthusiasm and ran her hoof along the side of my cock. I could feel a constant twitching running through my body as she caressed my shaft, running her hoof along the blisteringly hot length of my member. It wasn’t a size I’d ever considered to be impressive, but next to Applebloom’s miniature touch it looked gigantic.

Applebloom placed her other hoof opposite her first and held them together, moving them up and down awkwardly.

The expertise of her touch didn’t matter. I groaned again, and felt my balls clench. Every second was a struggle to keep from coating Applebloom in a payload I’d been saving for months.

“Is this how you do it yourself?” Applebloom asked, still bobbing her hooves up and down as she stared at my cock.

Why did she care? Was she really asking that question?

I didn’t care enough to decipher the complexities of the situation.

“Sort of…” I mumbled, gritting my teeth to keep myself from the series of constant groans brewing at the back of my throat. “I mean… I can use my hands, so…”

“Oh, of course! Still… does this feel good too?” Applebloom looked up at me so innocently as she asked her question, it took every muscle in my body to avoid coating her in sticky white repressed arousal.

Fuck.

“Yes, it feels very good.”

Click.

There was the sound of the camera. That would have been enough, really. Applebloom’s hooves around my cock. I’d be branded a foal-fiddler forever. Expelled from society.

Though… having me tied to a chair like that might raise some suspicion as to the validity of the photographs.

Applebloom had been leaning closer with every second, and now she was so close that I could feel her breath on my skin as she stroked. Her hooves didn’t feel as good as my hands for articulation, but the fact that they were hers, her hooves, stroking up and down, felt better than anything I’d ever felt before. I was leaking precum; it was cascading down my shaft to serve as lube for Applebloom’s awkward hoof-job. And she was eyeing the head of my cock like it was a mystery revealing itself for the first time.

“Can I taste it?”

The question came out of nowhere. Applebloom was already inches away from having her face all over my cock, so the question might as well have been a formality. There was no way I could have refused.

But Applebloom looked to me for the answer, her bottom lip protruding just a bit in the pout she did when she really wanted something.

I nodded.

Applebloom leaned forward and licked the head of my cock. Her tongue was bigger than I expected, enough to cover the entire tip and lap up a decent amount of my precum.

I groaned so loudly I was worried someone from town might  hear me.

Applebloom drew her head back for a second as she contemplated the taste on her tongue. She swished it around in her mouth like she was sampling a wine, and then swallowed.

“Not bad,” she said, and leaned forward again.

She licked around the underside of my head this time. Up along my entire shaft, licking it like an over-sized throbbing popsicle. Her hooves were still on either side of my cock, but her attention was with her mouth now, lapping at my erection like a cat at a bowl of cream. Tiny little licks that would have felt so insubstantial otherwise were sending jolts of electricity up my spine as Applebloom administered them. She licked around every bit of skin she could see, paying particular attention to my head, which was leaking precum like a faucet.

There was no way I could hold out for much longer. I felt like I needed to give her some kind of warning.

“Applebloom, you should be careful. I feel like I’m gonna—“

Applebloom opened her mouth as I was mid-sentence and took half my cock inside in one gulp.

I didn’t get a chance to finish speaking. I felt the warmth of her tongue against the underside of my shaft. Her tiny little lips pursed around my cock as she planted her mouth as far down as she could manage.

I saw her look up at me innocently, her amber eyes brimming with enthusiasm as she swallowed half my cock. Her big red bow still affixed to her head as she took me into her mouth.

“Mhmm?” she murmured through a mouthful of my dick.

That was it. I came.

I didn’t even manage to speak. There was no warning. My balls emptied themselves instantly, spraying more cum than I’d ever managed in my life.

The first spurt hit Applebloom by surprise, as expected. Her eyes went even wider, her pupils dilating as the first jet of semen hit the back of her throat. To my surprise, she kept her mouth locked firmly in place, her lips wrapped around my dick as I fired shot after shot of jizz into her underage mouth.

After the third or fourth spurt, however, the volume was too much for her to handle. She pulled her mouth off, struggling not to cough, as I fired another shot right onto her face. It was so thick it was almost comical, painting her forehead like white-wash. The cum she had managed to keep in her mouth dribbled out all over my still-firing cock as she pulled back. Her mouth was full of my cum, and there was still more, two more full-size strands roping their way across her cheeks.

My balls were aching from cumming so hard, every spurt clenching harder than I’d ever done so before. My fingers were digging into my palms, and my wrists pulled so hard against the ropes around them I was sure they were bleeding. The site of Applebloom covered in my cum only made me want to cum harder.

Eventually, after losing count of the shots fired, my penis stemmed its sticky spray, and my hips pulled my ass back onto the chair, now damp with sweat from my first Applebloom blowjob.

Applebloom stared at me through her eyelids coated in white goo. Her mouth was dripping at both corners with my cum, and her hooves were sticky as well where her mouth had leaked out the load too big for her to keep inside.

But she didn't look upset. She ran a hoof across her forehead and gathered up a decent amount of the cum that I had sprayed her with before giving her hoof a lick. The pool of cum she had gathered up joined the rest of the payload in her mouth. After contemplating for a moment, her eyes moving to the side, she scrunched her face up and swallowed.

I don't think I got hard again because I had never gone soft. But my cock twitched when I saw her swallow a load full of my cum.

Click.

“Applebloom, I’m… I didn’t get a chance to warn you…”

“It’s okay!” Applebloom cheerfully responded through her mouthful of jizz as she wiped another hoof-full off her face. She didn’t take this one into her mouth, instead settling for flinging it onto the floor of the clubhouse – but she did lick her lips to gather up the rest of the cum her mouth had missed, and swallowed it without a second thought.

“That was a lot of white stuff! Is that normal for humans?”

Hnngh.

“No, it’s… that was a lot because it was… because of you. You’re very pretty.”

“Ah am?” Applebloom beamed at me through her faceful of semen.

God, please, whatever I’ve done in life, don’t take the rest of this away from me.

Her accent. Her innocent eyes. Her everything. So tiny, so pert, so perfect. Let me just have this.

“Uh-huh. You’re also really good at… that.”

Applebloom smiled at me so wide I thought her mouth might break.

I didn’t have any time to revel in the look of Applebloom’s face coated in my cum. I felt something at my hands, fiddling with the rope that had me fastened to the chair.

Diamond Tiara made herself visible again, which meant the pony at my back must be Silver Spoon.

“We’re required to untie you from your chair for this part… but we’re going to keep your hands and legs bound so you don’t get any funny ideas in your head.”

I nodded. Escaping wasn’t even at the back of my mind anymore. I could barely even watch Diamond Tiara speak. The only important thing was Applebloom, standing only feet away from me, smiling through strands of jizz all over her face. And what she had said when Diamond Tiara had first prompted her…

The relief that coursed through my hands as they were released from their bindings was short lived. Silver Spoon was handy with a rope for someone with no proper hands – she wrapped my wrists as quickly as they had come undone, and within a few seconds they were locked together behind my back. The ropes around my feet came next. I almost chuckled as I pictured Silver Spoon kneeling next to my half-naked body with her face practically in my boxers as she undid my braces to the chair.

Those ones didn’t retie themselves as fast.

“Just take your pants off. It’ll make retying you less awkward.”

I complied without hesitation, sloughing my boxers and jeans onto the floor before Silver Spoon’s mouth returned to my ankles.

“There. That should be good enough,” Diamond Tiara said.

I felt bound like a fugitive in a chain gang.

But, I was being marched to my last meal, so there was some relief to take in the situation.

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon made their way back to the corner of the room as I stood up, teetering a bit as I struggled to stand upright on my legs still shaking from my orgasm. I’d never cum that hard before in my life, which meant instant recovery was a bit unrealistic.

Though, I still hadn’t gone soft. Even the inkling of subsistence was quelled instantly from just one look at Applebloom’s sticky face.

“Ready to gimme my fist time?”

Oh God.

I couldn’t muster the words. I just nodded.

Applebloom turned around and bent over like she had practiced it a million times. Face down, ass up, pointing her tender underage pussy squarely at my face. As young as she was, I couldn’t see anything but a slender, curvy body waiting to be penetrated. I’d admired her butt from afar for ages, and seeing it up close and presented to me like that only solidified everything I’d imagined before. Copping a feel once or twice for a flash of a second didn’t compare to taking in the sight of it, drinking it in like something intoxicating. There was her tight little butt, both cheeks so close together, and her underage slit peeking at me from between her legs as she spread them ever so slightly. I almost came right there.

“C’mon! I wanna feel you inside me!” Applebloom whined and wiggled her butt back and forth at me. She waggled her fluffy tail across her rump, flicking it into the air and looking back at me over her shoulder with a pouty face.

I didn’t need asking twice.

Maneuvering with both sets of limbs bound was a little tricky, but I had been through the scenario enough times in my head that the positions were almost second nature. Applebloom was just the perfect height. I fell to my knees, and could see even from a few inches away that her tight little hole was lined up just so with the head of my cock, which was bobbing obscenely as the twitches of my excitement made it jitter up and down.

I skittered forward so quickly I must have looked ridiculous, shuffling on the clubhouse floor with my cock swaying in front of me like a divining rod – but I didn’t care. There was only one thing now, the thing in front of me that I had wanted for so long, now to be made real.

Applebloom was still swaying her hips back and forth as I finally got close enough to touch her with the only appendage I was afforded control of. She gasped in what sounded like pleasant surprise as she felt the tip of my cock nudge against her backside. Just a little too high. The first half of my cock was wedged between her tight little buns.

But she didn’t shy away. She giggled and then moaned as she slid herself up and down just a little bit, rubbing my dick between her ass-cheeks, her tail swishing backwards over my stomach. As she whiffed it back and forth, I got a faceful with every other swing, and sniffed deeply, drinking in the smell of her body. It smelled clean and sweet, but with just a hint of youthful exploration, like mud or grass but tempered by the intoxicating scent of her natural aroma. I groaned as she pulled her body away ever so slightly and swished her tail over the head of my cock. It was like a feather duster, and I jerked my hips upwards to meet her touch.

Applebloom giggled again. “You’re not gonna get too excited, are you?”

I shook my head. Applebloom smiled at me with her head still turned, then withdrew her tail, leaving me with a full view of her exposed backside; ass, pussy, everything.

“Well, go ahead then. I’m ready fer’ ya.”

Her sweet little southern drawl. It spun through my head as she asked me to do the thing I’d dreamed of ever since I first set eyes on her.

I shuffled myself forward a little as I lined myself up. The second I felt the warmness of Applebloom’s slit on the tip of my erect penis, I groaned, and she gave another surprised gasp.

“Is that really it? It feels like it’s too big… are you sure it’s gonna fit?”

Applebloom, don’t do this to me.

It hurt. It hurt because I knew it wasn’t her. The real Applebloom, the one that I had grown to know through months of playtime and school conversations, was just a normal filly, not the sex hungry underage slut in front of me. As much as I had imagined it over and over again, her sweet syrupy voice asking me to push inside her and fill her up with my cum, I knew I could never picture her saying anything like that for real. And here she was, rubbing her dripping wet hole on my cock, asking me to shove inside her and rob her of her virginity to doom the prospect of my existence in Equestria forever more.

But I was too far gone now. As much as I wanted it to be real, I knew there was no extracting myself from the situation now. All I could do was push forward, both figuratively and literally, and hope that whatever god judged my soul in the afterlife would be merciful.

“I… I’m sure it will. We’ll just have to go slow, okay?”

Applebloom looked back at me. Her eyes locked with mine, so deep and bright and shimmering with the sun-bright glow that must have been only partly her own. Her mouth pursed into the slightest of frowns, like a kid steeling themselves for the shot they knew they didn’t want. But she didn’t pull away. She kept her eyes on mine, and gave a resolute nod.

“Okay. Just promise you’ll be gentle?”

I believed, for just one moment, that the pony in front of me might have been her.

I nodded.

“Of course.”

Her eyes stayed on mine as I pushed forward. Our gazes, locked, unwavering, as the first inch of my cock, the head and a little bit more, slid inside her. She was so wet, but so tight that it almost didn’t matter. It was like forcing myself inside a hand clenched closed.

Even the first inch was amazing. I bit my lip and leaned my head back just a bit, letting out a guttural groan. But I didn’t close my eyes, as much as I wanted to.

Applebloom didn’t close hers either. She mimicked my lip bite, and I prayed that this felt as good for her as it did for me.

Then the second inch. I could hear the sound of her lips parting to let me inside as I slid forward. The inside of her tight little pussy clung at me as I felt the warm wetness envelope another bit of my shaft.

To my surprise, Applebloom let out a tiny moan. A sweet, girlish sound tinged with her southern accent.

The sound spurred me forward. I pressed further inside. Halfway in. I already felt like I was going to split her in half.

Applebloom’s arched her back as she pushed her hips back into me. As much as it must have hurt to have her virginal hole violated by something far too big for her, she showed no signs of discomfort. The look in her eyes was only pleading. ‘More,’ it said.

I obliged with another push. Three-quarters in. Applebloom moaned again, lower this time as she bit her lip.

“Hnnnn.”

I felt a shiver run through my entire body, centered on my dick now almost all the way inside Applebloom’s filly-tight hole. It occurred to me that at this depth, surely I must be missing something, but I’d felt no resistance. Admittedly, I knew little to nothing about equine anatomy, even after months in Equestria. The only part of anatomy I was concerned with was wrapped around my shaft right now, and the practical experience was a million times better than I could have learned in any textbook.

“Are you… is it all the way in?” Applebloom murmured back at me over her shoulder. Her eyes were half-closed, and she was panting as she spoke, recovering from the sensation of the first thing to go inside her so deep. I couldn’t imagine how full she must feel – my cock felt like it was wrapped in a warm, wet tourniquet, with barely even a centimeter of room to maneuver on either side.

“Not yet,” I managed through clenched teeth. “Just a little bit more.”

Applebloom drew a gasp from my mouth as she arched her back further and pushed her hips back ever so slightly. Not with enough force to push me inside, but just to make me grind against the insides of her pussy. She wiggled her butt back and forth on my cock as she bit her lip in my direction.

“Put it in then. I want the whole thing.”

Without thinking, I obliged. I slid forward until I was as far as I could go, balls-deep in Applebloom’s pussy.

The noises of our pleasure mixed in the clubhouse. Her so high-pitched it almost sounded pained moaning, my groan forged through months of repression and ogling.

Click.

I didn’t care. I kneeled there with my cock inside Applebloom, her barely big enough to take the whole thing, and groaned as the feeling of her walls clenching around me threatened to push me over the edge again.

“Does that… feel good?” Applebloom panted. Her eyes were barely open, struggling to see through the haze of what I hoped so hard was pleasure.

I could barely answer her. I nodded.

“Yes,” I managed.

“Are ya’ gonna move a bit?”

I asked myself for just a second how she knew so much about the mechanics of sex already before I remembered the nature of the circumstance.

“Yeah,” I answered. Thrusting was a bit difficult with my legs bound, but I managed to pull back enough with just my hips so that only the tip of my cock was still inside. Even pulling out was ecstasy. The inside of Applebloom’s pussy slid along my cock like a soaking wet tunnel designed to make me explode. Having just the tip inside was torture. I needed to push inside again before I blew my load too soon.

So I pushed. Applebloom was tight, so tight. I kept pushing until I was all the way inside again. Balls deep again, in one thrust.

Applebloom moaned loudly. Her hips swiveled as I impaled her on my cock.

I rested for a moment, all the way inside her.

“Ohhh… you feel so big,” she mumbled, finally breaking eye contact and planting her face on the floor. “I… I think ah can feel you in my tummy.” Applebloom ran a hoof along her stomach as she spoke, her eyes widening as she felt just above her waist. We both gasped as she felt something underneath her touch, a small protrusion jutting out from her body. I could feel it through her skin, something running along the head of my cock.

I needed to feel it.

I turned my head to Diamond Tiara, irreverent of the situation, needing more than anything to have my hands free so I could feel myself inside Applebloom through her stomach.

Diamond Tiara’s expression was hard to place. On one hand, there was certainly disgust. She couldn’t hide the look of revulsion at seeing me buried deep inside her classmate’s underage pussy.

But… there was something else there. Her face was scrunched a little bit, almost flushed. Silver Spoon looked the same, holding her camera just off to the side.

Maybe the fillies in Equestria weren’t as innocent as I thought.

“What?” she spat, glaring at me with as much contempt as she could muster.

It was a difficult request to phrase.

“Please… my hands, can you untie them, please. I promise I won’t try anything, I just need to… I need to feel…”

“You are so fucking disgusting.” Diamond Tiara’s voice was so derisive she might as well have been talking to a pile of vomit.

But, to my unparalleled gratitude, she pointed a hoof to my hands. Silver Spoon gave her a questioning glance, but followed the gesture, circling around my back.

After a few seconds the rope fell from my wrists.

“Thank you,” I babbled, taking just a second to wring my hands together to try and rid them of the feeling of rope biting into my skin. “Thank you. Thank you.”

I didn’t waste any time. Both my hands were on Applebloom in an instant.

Her sides were so soft. I ran my hands over her fur for a moment, savouring the feeling of her miniature body, so small I could pick her up with ease if I needed to. So small, and here she was impaled on my dick.

I ran my hands down to her stomach with a gentle caress until I reached her belly-button. I felt just a little lower.

She gasped again as I rubbed the head of my cock through her stomach.

Wordlessly, I followed it with my hand as I pulled my hips back. Applebloom’s body quivered under my touch as I ran my hand lower, lower, until my fingers were just shy of the top of her slit, my finger-tips hovering inches away from her tiny clit. My cock was just still inside her again, barely an inch, with the head resting at the first part of her entrance.

I couldn’t help it. I slid inside her again, harder this time, in one thrust, and lowered my hand as I did so.

“Ahhhh!” Applebloom shouted as I rubbed her button while I slammed inside her. I felt her body shudder under my hands and around my cock as I bottomed out in her pussy. I let my other hand rest on her stomach, and felt the tip of my cock press up against my fingers through her skin again as I pushed all the way inside.

I heard a sound from the corner that I couldn’t place, a murmur or a whisper.

Click.

I slid the hand that had been on Applebloom’s stomach up her side, and ran it along the soft small of her back until my fingers reached her backside. Her butt was so tight under my fingers as I pressed them into her skin, kneading and rubbing at the taut piece of ass there for my admiration. Applebloom moaned as I caressed her butt, and shoved it back towards me with the accompanying result of pressing the head of my cock deeper inside her. There was no deeper to go. I was already all the way inside.

I kept my fingers busy on Applebloom’s clit as I drew back, and then slid forward again, much faster this time. She let out a low moan, burying her face in the clubhouse floor as I thrust. Her moaning stayed constant as I pulled back again, and then forward. Every time I moved I could feel her insides clinging to my cock like a velvet sleeve, begging me back inside.

Knock knock.

That wasn’t the sound of the camera, or my knees against the wooden floor of the clubhouse.

“Applebloom? Are you in there?”

That was Scootaloo’s voice.

Balls-deep in Applebloom’s pussy, I panicked. Applebloom didn’t seem to notice, but she did quell her moans enough to dampen them into the floor she was burying her face in.

My eyes scanned the windows.

Curtains closed.

“Aaaaaaplebloom!” That was Sweetie Belle.

“We brought everything for the clubhouse… where are you?”

Sweetie didn’t seem smart enough to realize that, if Applebloom really wasn’t there, there’d be no way to answer that question.

But she was there. Bent over, groaning, with as much of my cock as I could fit slammed inside her. Biting her lip to hold her moans back to keep her friends from barging inside and seeing her with her back arched like a slut in heat, taking the entire length of my human dick inside her tiny pony pussy.

I bit my lip to match hers, holding back a groan.

Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara stayed quiet.

They were smart enough to realize being walked in on was a bad idea, then.

The door handled rattled once or twice. No one opened the door.

Locked.

“Come on, she’s probably still gathering supplies at Sweet Apple Acres.”

I had been too far gone to notice the trademark sound of Scootaloo’s wings flapping like a buzzing toothbrush as her scooter zoomed forward, but I heard it now. Scootaloo’s wings revved like a motorcycle engine, and I heard the sound vanish into the distance as she scooted off, presumably with Sweetie Belle in tow.

As I heard the last of the sound vanish, I let myself breathe.

It was at that point that the gravity of the situation overtook me.

My body’s response had stopped for a moment, overwhelmed with ecstasy at the start as I orchestrated the final pieces of everything I’d ever wanted, and then paralyzed with fear at the prospect of damning myself even further in the eyes of the only other little ponies I’d come to care about.

But every sensation came flooding back, racking every inch of my skin with electricity and making me realize very concretely that I’d been on the edge since the first thrust. My cock was twitching every second, struggling not to let go and coat the inside of Applebloom’s pussy with a load that felt even bigger than the one I’d given to her mouth.

“Applebloom,” I managed. My voice sounded almost panicked, like I was teetering on the edge of a cliff. My hand didn’t stop moving on Applebloom’s clit, and her hips didn’t stop meeting my touch, grinding herself back and forth on the whole length of my cock as it was planted inside her. “I’m really close.”

“Hnnh… that’s good… you can go ahead… I wanna… feel you shoot your stuff inside me…”

I managed two more erratic thrusts before I granted Applebloom’s wish. My fingers didn’t stop moving as my balls clenched. The world paused for a second as I moved the final inch before my orgasm overtook me.

I came.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

Applebloom shouted as I fired the first spurt of my cum inside her. I felt her clench as my cock spasmed in her pussy, coating the insides of her underage pussy with my jizz. After the second shot I could feel the sticky wet substance on the head of my cock. Applebloom was so full up from my dick that there was no room for anything else.

Her legs shook as I pulled myself halfway out, making more room for my cum. Applebloom's pussy quivered around my dick, tugging at it so insistently it was a miracle I was able to pull out at all. Even after making several inches of space, I could still feel the warmness of my own cum spilling out around my shaft.

Applebloom’s shout died down, but it didn’t stop completely. Her voice went from full volume to a more subdued moan, a single note going on and never stopping as I came inside her.

I lost track of how many times I felt Applebloom’s pussy clench around me. I lost track of how many times I answered her throes of pleasure with spurt after spurt of my semen. At some point I pulled all the way out, and a waterfall of sticky white goo followed me, pouring out of Applebloom’s once virginal hole like a bucket of cream onto the clubhouse floor.

I wasn’t done. I fired more, sending ropes of jizz up Applebloom’s back, painting patterns across her butt as she swiveled in the air. Her moans spiked in volume loud enough for me to hear as each shot hit her, and she pressed her face harder into the floor.

When my balls had emptied themselves, my cock still shook, sending jitters up my spine as my orgasm refused to end.

Applebloom’s moaning stopped, replaced with panting as she gasped for breath, her hind-legs shaking as a river of my cum poured down between them.

Time returned. Both of us barely moved. There were no words.

Click.