Chapter 4

The next morning, I awoke covered in the smells of my late night session. Fragments of the dream floated through my mind, Sweetie impaling herself, the sight of Mac’s cum covering her body. However, unlike last night, this time I felt nothing but burning shame that I had even considered the sight of my brother to be arousing. The thoughts that I had used him to bring myself to orgasm were etched into my mind and I wished that I could simply forget the entire previous day and everything I had learned. Without the haze of hormones clouding my mind, I could see my actions from last night as disgusting. I wasn’t attracted to my brother, no matter what my dreams or Sweetie Belle said. He was my brother, not some random guy I could have ‘relations’ with.

Still, my mind kept returning to the scene that had played out yesterday. There was no doubt as to what Applejack and Big Mac had been doing. Much like Rarity had said to us, there were only so many reasons for two people to be naked together. I knew that I had to talk to my siblings about this, but I didn’t want to simply march up to them and state that I knew about what they had been doing. The idea that I could use this to blackmail Applejack and Big Mac came to me, but I dismissed it. I wanted them to accept that I was in love with Sweetie and be happy for me because they were happy for me, not because I was forcing them to by holding a secret over their heads. That wasn’t the way that Apples did things.

Getting out of bed, I flicked on my bedside lights and walked over to my window, opening my curtains and sliding the pane to the side before looking down into the still dark yard. A rush of cool air on my skin felt nice and the stink in my room began to clear slightly. There was a very faint orange glow on the horizon, the sun wouldn’t be up for some time yet, but it wasn’t all that far off. I wasn’t normally up at this time, but I knew that Applejack and Big Mac would have been up for some time already. They were always up early, so as to get some work done before the day began to heat up.

“Hey Apple Bloom, ya want ta put somthin’ on? Yer birthday suit is showin’.” Applejack called down from the ground below my window. She was grinning at me and I realised that I was still naked from the night before. She could see everything from the waist up, lit from the lamp I had just turned on. My hands instinctively shot over my body, trying to shield myself from her eyes. Even in the dim, pre morning light, I was sure that Applejack could see me blush.

“Don’t be embarrassed sugar, this ain’t the first time ah’ve seen you naked. Them bikini’s ya like to wear don’t exactly cover much either,” Applejack said, bringing up a hand to cover her smile. “Besides, ya look good. Ya should be proud of that body and any boy should be lucky to have you.”

I pulled up a shirt to cover myself with and Applejack walked inside the house. I could hear the door open and shut below me. I moved back over to the bed and fell down onto it, my face burning with the embarrassment of having been seen by my sister. She was right, this wasn’t the first time she had seen me naked; after all, we had 4 people and only one shower, but it was still embarrassing.

Unbidden, the image of Applejack naked on the hay bale floated back into my mind. I tried to blot it out and focus on something else but it just wouldn’t go away. The image quickly shifted to a scene of me and Applejack kneeling before Big Mac. Between us was his hard rod and he was leaning over to finger Applejack’s cunt.

I smacked my hand into my head, trying to jar the image loose. It changed again to Mac shooting his cum over our breasts. Applejack leaned forward to lick his seed from my breasts while I pushed a finger into her dripping cunt. Applejack rose up and caught me in a kiss, swapping Mac’s cum between our mouths…

No I thought as I bit down hard on my cheek, drawing a thin trickle of blood. The pain and the coppery, metallic taste managed to distract me from the images in my mind and I was able to focus on the room again. A quick glance at the clock told me that dawn would be about half an hour off, but I knew that it would be pointless trying to go back to bed. If Applejack was already up, then maybe now would be a good time to have a private talk with her about what I had seen yesterday. I wanted to know how long it had been going on and how they had started, if only to understand why.

I dressed myself in long sleeves and pants, pausing to put on my apple necklace, which I had placed on the night stand. I knew it was only metal, but I felt safe with it on, like Sweetie Belle was in the room with me and it gave me confidence. I would go downstairs and talk to Applejack about this, and maybe we could also talk about me and Sweetie Belle.

I finished putting on my clothes and grabbed my hair bow. I didn’t bother trying to brush my hair yet, as that would simply be pointless until after I had my morning shower. The bow would keep my hair up and out of my face for now though. Tying it into my hair, I left my room and crept down the hallway, keeping my eyes firmly fixed away from my brother’s room. I didn’t want to think about my dream just yet, so I tried to focus on something else.

The first thing that came to mind was how Sweetie’s parents had reacted to us a few days ago. The way that they had been so accepting had been incredible and it gave me hope for us as a couple. Part of me thought that between Sweetie and myself, Pearl, Magnum, Rarity, Lyra, and Bon-Bon, we should be able to convince my family to accept us. The problem was that none of the others were here, it was just me.

I walked down the stairs to find that Applejack had already boiled the kettle, a cloud of steam billowing from the top of it. Applejack herself was sitting at the kitchen table, a steaming mug of coffee resting before her. She took it black, with no cream or milk, something I just couldn’t do on the rare occasion that I even drank the bitter stuff. She looked up at me as I entered the kitchen and I noticed her sniff a few times but she didn’t say anything. She wasn’t a fool, she could tell that something was up, as I was never awake at this time without a good reason.

“Is something the matter Bloom? Is this about me seein’ ya earlier? Ya know that was jus’ sister teasin’, right?”

“It’s not that,” I said. This was it, and I decided to take the plunge here and now. I knew that I should wait for Sweetie Belle as well, but the moment just felt right. If only the butterflies in my stomach agreed. “Applejack, ah need to tell ya somethin’, two something’s actually. Can we go somewhere private?”

Applejack looked confused, but nodded once at me, “Sure sugarcube. The barn will be empty now, Mac’s out fixin’ up the plough and Granny’s never up before nine.” She got up and took her coffee out the back and led me towards the distant barn. In the pre-dawn gloom, I could just make out Big Mac fiddling with the plough out in the field, and well out of earshot. He looked up at us, but didn’t make any attempt to join us. After a moment he just returned to working on the plough.

Once we were inside, Applejack set her coffee down on a hay bale and lit one of the hanging lamps, covering everything in a flickering orange light before turning to face me. “So what’s up honey? What do you need to talk about?”

I steadied myself, thinking of Sweetie’s parents and how nice it must be for them to have everything out in the open. I looked directly at Applejack. “Ah saw you and Mac yesterday.”

Applejack’s face paled. “Wh-what are ya talkin’ about Apple Bloom? Mac and ah were jus’ paintin’”. As she said it, her entire face contorted with the effort of trying to tell a lie. Applejack had one of the worst poker faces that I had ever seen. You could always tell if she was being dishonest to the point that she had on more than one occasion said that ‘it’s so obvious ah’m telling a lie, ah might as well jus’ tell the truth.’

I saw her face twist and I could tell that she felt it as well. Applejack may be many things, but she wouldn’t be able to keep up a barefaced lie for long. I hated having to do this to my sister, but I didn’t really have a choice.

“Ah saw you and Mac in here yesterday morning, buckin’ each other like crazy. Ya remember that pigeon that few out of tha loft?”

Applejack nodded. “That was you?” she asked. I nodded at her.

“Sweetie saw as well. We heard ya from outside and climbed into tha loft to see what was going on. How could you do somethin’ like that? Granny would have a fit if she found out.”

Applejack picked up her coffee with a shaking hand and took a sip before walking over to the pile of hay bales we had stored inside. She seemed to slump down a bit as she realised that she was caught and there was no point in trying to hide it any longer. “Ah suppose ah should tell ya the truth. Jus’ promise you won’t interrupt until ya have heard the entire thing.”

I nodded once at her.

Applejack sat back down on a hay bale and indicated that I should do the same. She took a deep breath in and steadied herself. I could tell that she was trying to order her thoughts for a story that she had never told before.

“Ah don’t expect ya to approve, but ah hope ya will at least understand why. Mac and ah had sworn to never tell this tale ta anyone, but it seems ya found us out. It would have all started about five, six years ago. It was that year of the really bad winter. Ya remember it?”

I nodded at her. I did remember that year as being particularly bad, the coldest one on record we had found out later on. A blizzard had cut us off from the rest of the town for several weeks and we almost lost our entire apple orchard to the snow. I was still too young then to really understand just how close we had come to disaster then.

“During that winter, we had a pack of wolves poaching on our land. We would hear them howling and find a couple of chickens or a piglet missing the next day. One night Mac and ah decided to put an end to it. We got rugged up and went out into the forest to find the den and drive out the wolves. Now ah know that forest isn’t exactly welcoming at the best oh times, but we had to look after the farm and keep you safe.”

“Ah remember that, Ah didn’t know why you two were going out and Granny Smith didn’t tell me,” I said.

“That’s because ah told her not to. Didn’t want you commin’ along. These wolves were mean and they were hungry. A young girl would just make an easy meal for them and I didn’t want to be worrying about you while I was out there. Anyways, we had almost managed to track them to their den when a snow storm came in and we had ta find shelter. Mac had spotted a cave not far from where we were and we made for it. Ah wasn’t watchin’ where ah was going, and ah slipped into a near frozen pond that had been covered in snow. Mac got me out quick smart but not before we were both soaked down ta the bone. Fortunately the cave was well sheltered from the storm and there were plenty of dried roots and vines hanging off the walls for us to use as fuel for a fire. Mac was able to get a fire lit quickly, but we both realised that we had to get out of our soaked clothes as they were freezing around us. We had brought blankets with us, but they had been in mah pack, and were just as wet as everythin’ else.”

I could guess what had happened next. We had learned in school what to do in a snowstorm if you were trapped with another. The fact that both Applejack and Big Mac were still here now meant that this story had a happy ending, but it sounded pretty grim right now.

Applejack continued, “We didn’t have a choice. If we wanted to live then we had to strip out and share bodily warmth. Ain’t that the first rule of survival or somethin’? Neither one of us liked the idea, but need comes before want and we had no idea which way was back to tha farm through the snow, so we got out of our clothes and huddled together by the fire. It sounds weird ah know, but we were more concerned on livin’ that we didn’t care about being embarrassed or nothin’. Mac sat behind me and tried to keep his hands and eyes away from me and that worked for a while, but soon the fire began to grow low and we didn’t have all that many bits of wood and root left.”

Applejack paused there, her eyes misting over as she remembered the scene as best as she could.

“By that point, the fire had dried us, but our clothes were still wet. We had ta do somethin’, else we were gonna freeze ta death so ah said, ‘Mac, we gotta do somethin’ else to keep warm. Ah know this is gonna sound weird, but buckin’ is the best way to keep warm right now, the heat and activity will keep us warm. We ain’t got much choice in this matter, that fire ain’t gonna stay lit forever.’ Now Mac, he weren’t all that keen on the idea. He jus’ wanted to keep still by the fire and wait it out. Ah didn’t notice just how cold he had gotten until he began to fall asleep next to me. What’s that fancy word for really, really cold? Hypothersomthin’?”

“Hypothermia,” I said, remembering one of Sweetie’s moments when she spoke like a dictionary. “Ya think ya getting sleepy, but ya really are getting dead.”

Applejack nodded. “Right, so when that happened, ah really had no choice. At first, ah tried slapping him awake, and that worked for a bit, but soon even that stopped workin’. Ah wasn’t about ta loose my brother, not after what happened ta our parents, so ah did the only thing ah could think of at the time to get him awake again. Ah grabbed his dick and started sucking on it, not even thinking about the fact that it was mah own brother’s. That sure got him up again.”

Applejack smiled as she remembered the scene. I could picture it, though I really didn’t want to.

“It didn’t take long for him to wake up when I started suckin’ on him. At first ah don’t think he really knew what was goin’ on, but his body knew what ta do. Once he was all good and hard, ah lay back, spread myself and let him enter me. He was huge and it hurt, but ah knew that ah was doin’ it for a good reason. His fingers were cold on mah body, but ah didn’t care. Ah let him warm himself on mah breasts and inside mah body. It felt strange, but to this day, ah don’t think what we did was wrong.

At that point, I had heard all that I needed to. It was clear what had happened next and I didn’t need to hear all the details. “Ya can jus’ skip past that part,” I said to Applejack. She looked at me for a moment before shrugging.

“Yea, ah guess ya don’t need ta know the exact details. Jus’ know that we fucked through the night. Once he got goin’, Mac was all for it. Ah don’t think ah have ever seen a man last as long as he did. Ah must a cum a dozen times that night.”

“Too much information,” I said, screwing up my face as she said it.

Applejack laughed softly and gave me a light punch on my shoulder before going on. “Well tha point is that we lived through one of the coldest nights on record by doing whatever we had ta survive. Ah don’t regret what we did. Ah had get back ta care for you and granny would never forgive herself if we didn’t come back. Anyway, tha storm died down in the early hours of tha morning and by then our blankets had dried enough that we could use them so we huddled down for sleep, an unspoken agreement ta not mention what we had just done between us.”

“Tha next morning, we found two of tha wolves outside the cave. They had frozen solid in tha storm tryin’ ta track us. Ah figure that tha rest of the pack perished as we didn’t ever see or hear from them again. Mac and ah returned to the farm and we both agreed to never mention what happened between us again, to try and forget that it ever happened. It worked well until the next year,” Applejack said, her voice growing soft as she finished remembering the events that had nearly killed her.

I had no idea that things had been that bad. Part of me could understand what they had done back then; it was a choice between freezing to death alone in the woods or doing whatever it took to live.

“On the year anniversary, ah wanted to do something to mark the event, something to let Mac know that ah was still grateful to him for saving my life. When ah walked into his room, ah kinda found him jackin’ it to a magazine.” Applejack’s cheeks began to glow a pale pink as she spoke, clearly remembering the moment. “When ah saw that, ah realised that there was only one thing ah could really do to show mah love ta him. We made love that night, and it was beautiful. He was tha most tender lover ah have ever had. We both knew then that somethin’ had changed between us that night in tha cave and we didn’t want it ta end.”

Applejack turned to look out of the open barn window. We could just see Mac finishing up with the plough and put his tools away. He knew that we were in here, but he didn’t make any attempt to join us. He could tell that this was a private moment between us and he respected that.

“Maybe we have been a bit stupid and careless,” Applejack said, still looking at our brother. “It was meant to be a celebration of our survival, but it’s time ta move on. Ah know that school teacher oh yours has her eye on him and it ain’t fair to expect him to stay with me. Ah’ll tell him tonight that we can’t keep doin’ this anymore; that’s it’s time ta move forward with our lives.”

We both were silent for a while. Applejack finished her coffee while we both just sat there, comfortable in each others presence. It had been a long time since we had just talked like this, as two adults rather than as a child and her sister/adoptive mother. Eventually Applejack spoke up again. “Ya said earlier that ya had another thing ya wanted ta mention? Ya still up for talkin’ about it?”

I sighed and realised that this was it, this was going to be the moment that I told Applejack my truth, just as she had done before. In many ways I was eager to start, knowing that this would be a huge weight off of my mind, but I didn’t want to interrupt this moment.

“Ah guess so,” I said, nodding. “There is somethin’ ah need to tell you about me, somethin’ ah have been keeping from ya fer a few weeks now.”

Applejack’s face softened and she put one of her hands on my shoulder. “Is it about how Sweetie Belle and ya are in love?” she asked me, her voice laced with both concern and understanding.

I felt my entire body grow stiff as I heard Applejack say that. She knew. How did she know? Who could have told her? “Ho-ho-how,” I managed to stutter out.

“How did I know?” she guessed. “Two reasons Apple Bloom. Partly because of the fact that Rarity told me, though she didn’t mean ta, but mostly because ah saw ya and her together that day ya went out ta the pond. Ah was commin’ ta find ya fer lunch when ah saw tha pair of ya layin’ on one towel and all pressed up together in each others arms. It didn’t take a genius ta work out what had happened, so ah left ya alone.”

“Why didn’t ya say anything before?” I asked her, my mind cranking up again to the point where I could talk.

“Because it wasn’t mah secret to tell,” Applejack said, giving me a small smile. “Ah knew that you would tell us when you were ready and ah didn’t want to rush ya. Ah know that taking those first steps out into the open in a relationship can seem daunting and ya have to let people move at their own pace.”

Applejack got off of her hay bale and knelt down in front of me, putting her hands on both of my shoulders. She looked directly into my eyes, giving me a level stare that told me she was being totally serious. “Apple Bloom, ya are family and ah will always love ya, no matter what. Ah will always support ya in whatever ya choose ta do. Ah’m a little hurt that ya didn’t trust me enough ta tell me earlier, but ah understand why ya didn’t. If this is what ya want, then go fer it. Don’t worry about what others think, only what ya think matters. If ya stand firm together, then everyone else will eventually come around and accept it.”

“What about Granny?” I asked Applejack.

“Don’t you worry about her. Sure she isn’t crazy on the idea of same sex couples, but that is jus’ how she was raised by her parents. Ah’m sure she will come around. Yer family and that is stronger than any mindless belief. She jus’ wants ya to be happy, same as all us.”

Applejack leaned in and gave me a lengthy kiss on my forehead. There was no passion in the kiss; it was purely the kind that a sister would give to let me know that everything was going to be ok. As she did so, she pulled me into a tight hug, one which I gave back. It had been a long time since we had done this and I didn’t want it to end.

Eventually though, something that Applejack had said lit up in my head and I pulled back to stare at her. “Wait, ya said that Rarity told ya. What exactly did she say? She promised that she wouldn’t tell ya,” I asked.

“She didn’t say it directly, but she did accidently drop a hint or two that ah was able to piece together, along with the fact that ah had seen the two of you together already. She said that it ‘was so nice to see Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle together like this’”. Applejack tried to mimic Rarity’s cultured voice as she imitated her. We both laughed as she failed miserably. “From that and what ah had seen, ah was able to work out what was happening between the two of ya, but ah didn’t want to pressure ya, so ah didn’t say anything.”

Applejack moved back to her bale and picked up her already empty cup, turning it over in her hands. “Ah haven’t and won’t say anything to Mac and Granny until ya are ready to talk, but know this Apple Bloom. Ah still and always will love ya, nothin’ will change that. Ya will always be mah little sister,” she said, playfully rubbing my hair with her hands, causing me to squirm under her and try to dislodge her.

As I wriggled about, my necklace slipped from under my shirt and thumped against my chest. Applejack saw it and instantly stopped rubbing me to take a closer look at it. She turned the sun encased apple over in her hands. “That’s beautiful Bloom. Rarity outdid herself on this. Almost makes up fer her loose tongue.” She put it back down and I slipped it back under my shirt. Its slight weight was reassuring as it pressed against my chest.

Applejack gave my hands a squeeze. “Remember Apple Bloom, when ya are ready. We will always be there for ya, no matter what.”

With that we both fell into a comfortable silence again. There was nothing that needed to be said and we didn’t feel the need to make small talk. It was just enough that we had been open with each other, even if just for a moment. Finally we both got up off the bales and made our way back towards the house. Off in the distance, I could see the sun just beginning to rise up over the hills. It looked like it was going to be a perfect day, clear of clouds.

Applejack reached the house before me and she quickly disappeared inside. A moment later I could hear the sounds of pans rattling around as she began her daily chore of preparing breakfast. I waited for a few moments longer, waiting peacefully for the sun to finish its rise. As the first rays of the sun cleared the hill and washed over me, I gripped the golden necklace that I was wearing, thinking back on all the good times that had already happened, and all the ones that lay ahead.

One thing was for sure though. A new dawn was breaking for us, and things were only going to get better.

Author's Note

And there you have it. This story is now technically complete.

There will be one more chapter to come, though this one will not be of any relevance to the core story and will be nothing more than a chapter of hot lesbian sex, though still written to the high quality of detail that many of you have said is my strength.

This story has been my greatest work as far as thumbs and faves go and I have enjoyed writing it, hopefully as much as you have reading it. Special thanks go out to LunaIsMaiWaifu for the art that inspired the story, wYvern for edits and proofreading and Doomande for edits and suggestion. And of course to all of you for sticking with this story.

See you on the next Safari
~ Fimbulvinter.