Chapter 3: ... except maybe for some dessert.

Chapter 3: … except maybe for some dessert.

“Wow, I can’t believe how much we’ve sold, Applejack! Just look at all those bits”

Micks words were not in vain. In just a few hours they had sold out all the sweet delicacies  Sweet Apple Acres had to offer and filled AJ’s safe with bits.

“Yeah, ya’re damn right partner…but we could’ve sold more if ya hadn’t eaten that whole apple pie. Woooheee, you must’ve been darn hungry to gobble it up and ask for more.”

“Well, I’m sorry but you are to blame for that. That pie was simply delicious! You really outdone yourself there Applejack.”

Applejack blushed at the compliments, something she had done plenty during the whole time together.

“Thank you Mick…. But actually Granny made those pies.  I’ll tell her ya said that. She’ll be mighty glad to hear that. Thanks for helping me sell all o’ this.”

Mick wanted to look Applejack in the eyes, but she looked down a bit and blushed again. Feeling something weird was going on and being ignorant of anything females do, pony or human, Mick struggled what could be the problem.

“It wasn’t a problem AJ…. Really. Euhm. Sorry again for bumping into your flanks all the time. I just had too little space to turn. “ Mick also remembered the time he wanted to pick something up and nudged his head against her plot. AJ had just galloped away and returned soaking wet one minute later. She must have been furious and had to cool down… better not to bring it up again before she did.

Aj looked up into Micks eyes and seeing he was truly sorry, smiled. Mick somehow found her posture to be more certain now, like she had made up her mind over something.

“I didn’t mind at all sugarcube…not at all. Say, since you’re a really hungry fellow seeing you eating that pie and all…I kinda wondered if…you wanted to help me get my stuff back to Sweet Apple Acres and we could…euhm… do dessert or something.

Mick cheered up immediately. Wow, a chance to see the farm for real, AJ again talking to him AND dessert! This couldn’t get any better! Even though it would mean going even further from the library than when he started,  he would be able to find his way back and the town square should be less crowded by then.

“Wow,  ofcourse I want that AJ! I’d be a fool to say no to that.”

Applejacks shoulders dropped as the stress left her body. Her heart was still beating but at least now she knew her thoughts about him were right. She now even dared to sneak a peek at his plot as he was clearing the bottom shelves.

“Hey AJ, what’s for dessert anyhoofs?”

Applejack smiled as she stared at his plot and her thoughts drifted away.

“Nothing special…just my sweet apple pie…”

The sun was already low on the horizon when Mick and Applejack pulled the cart through the Sweet Apple Acres gate.

Mick looked again at AJ. Applejack had been quiet most of the times, her gaze somehow glassy like her mind was somewhere else and her face getting a bit redder the closer they came to their destination.  Apart from that, he felt her staring at him when he looked around and a scent hung around her. A scent he couldn’t quite place anywhere. Whatever it was, it smelled strangely nice and dulled his thoughts a bit.

“Well…welcome to Sweet Apple Acres partner! Home of the best apples in Equestria  and  our unique Zap Apples!”

“And don’t forget home of the best bakers as well. Those ponies loved your cooking.”

Applejack blushed and threw a quick glance at Mick, who was still looking around in surprise.  Her timing was perfect. The sun was setting and her other family members were at the dinner table at the moment or cleaning themselves up. The barn would be empty and free of any chance Big Mac or Applebloom would see them. Applebloom would just snitch her out and Big Mac…well, she was still his little, innocent foal sister to him. Her he wouls not touch, but Mick on the other hoof…

“Well, partner, Just need to haul the cart to yonder barn over there and then we can get to the…euhm… *cough*… dessert. .”

Mick turned to her and for the first time during their travel looks her in the eyes. “The barn, wouldn’t it be easier to have dessert  in the farmhouse? Not that I’m complaining, I’ve been looking forward to your pie the whole way, but wouldn’t that be more comfortable?

Applejack looked around a bit, trying to win some time . Failing to find a proper explanation, she puts on her best lying face .

“Well, euhm, schucks… the…euhm… GRANNY SMTH, she’s sick. Yes, sick  as a frog in winter, barking like a dog an’ such. If we go there we might wake her up…Can’t have that, can we? Besides, there’s enough soft straw in the barn to make ourselves comfortable… “

Mick notices the strange face but decides to ignore it. He’s still a guest and shouldn’t be disrespectful.  He tried to shrug but found his new pony body wasn’t able to perform the action.

“Ok, not a problem. Let us start by putting this cart away, It’s starting to strain my wings a bit.”

Applejack just looks at him and nods, leading the way to the barn.  She smiles as she realizes she never had taken a lover inside the farm house. Always the barn. It was about four months ago when she had her last lover there…  She always picked them carefully, stallions who would keep their mouths shut and wouldn’t be around for too long… Mick fitted perfectly.

Mick was stretching his wings as Applejack pushed the cart to it’s usual place. His wings had been pressed together in the yoke and he didn’t want to look like a foal next to AJ. Being unable to rub them at the base, he had to try to stretch it out.

“Need some help with that partner?”

Mick looked back and saw Applejack standing right behind him. He noticed something strange about her, but took a second to find exactly what. Her hat was gone and her ponytail loosened, so her manes were hanging freely along her right shoulder. The only time Mick had seen her like this was in poorly drawn clop drawings, making him regret he even saw them. On the other hoof, looking at Applejack now, he could understand why people liked it. His mind linked some seen pictures with the scene he was looking at now and he felt blood going to his cheeks and wings again.

“Euhm… actually, I am fine…just fine. Stretching out the old wings and all that, hehe.”

Applejack came closer, the scent he smelled earlier now thick around her.

“Well sugarcube, you’re even a worse liar than me. I think you are in need o’ a good old fashion back rubbin’. So why don’t ya lay down there on those hay bales and  I can give you a reward for all the help today?”

Applejack awaited Micks response, but after a few seconds of silence trotted to his front. She sighed as she saw him frozen in place. ‘Great, another first timer’, she thought. At least his wings were still erect and his nostrils flaring, always a good sign. After a quick glance between his legs, she smiled as she saw she had had more effect on him than she had hoped.

Applejack laid a hoof around Micks neck and pulled his frozen face closer to hers, rubbing her nose against his and letting her lips hover mere inches away  from his.

“Looky here sweety, I know what y’all are thinking. Problem is, if you’re staying frozen like a statue, no fun will be had. So I’d mightly appreciate it if ya moved and get that popsicle of yours in my oven.”

Micks body took over. His mind was still racing over the question if he should buck a pony or not, but the scent, sound and touch of Applejack broke through the mental lock. He felt his member throbbing as he laid his hoof around her neck and pulling her closer, covering the few inches their lips were apart and kissing her passionately. He felt her body tense as their lips touched.

The world around them stood still. All that matters where their lips touching, feeling the others breath on their face and the warmth of their hooves around their neck. After what seemed like eternity, Applejack teasingly bit his lip and drew back a bit, looking at Mick with luscious eyes and blush at her cheeks. She swiftly wiped the string of saliva that connected them both away, looking in his eyes.

“Now that we got ya movin’ around again, how ‘bout we go to those haystacks and you can eat my sweet apple pie as I promised.”

Micks heart was about to burst as he followed Applejack. He felt hypnotized by the wiggling of her plot as they trotted on. Absent mindedly he felt his stallionhood dangle between his hindlegs. When they came to a stop, Applejack turned around and pulled him closer for another kiss. Willingly he obeyed and kissed her back. Surprised he felt her tongue lick against his teeth and as he opened his mouth his mind crashed down again. Feeling her slightly rough tongue massaging his, Mick closed his eyes and laid a hoof around her again, pulling her closer eagerly.

As his mind was focused on the kiss, he felt his body fall, the contact with Applejack broken he opened his eyes in panic. Panic not caused by the falling but by the sudden stop to their deep kiss. He found himself looking up, straw prickling in his back and AJ standing above him. However, her eyes weren’t focused on his face at all. All her focus had gone to what stood proud between his hindlegs. His stallionhood presented itself to her in his full glory.

Mick felt himself tense as he saw Applejacks hoof gently moving closer, a small groan escaping his closed lips as her hard hoof touched his shaft.

“Hmmmm, not bad, not bad…I’ve seen better in ma days but it’ll do…” Applejack looked up in Micks eyes as she started moving her hoof up and down gently. Mick moaned a bit louder and closed his eyes, as the look AJ gave him would alone be enough to make him orgasm.

“Seems you’re enjoyin’ it partner. You must be really pent up, seeing y’all be this hard already. Haven’t had a mare in a long time, haven’t we?”

Mick wanted to nod but his eyes flashed open again as he felt a warm, wet sensation running over his penis. First going from his balls to the top, following the vein along his erect member.

When Mick looked down, he saw Applejack finishing the lick and opening her mouth wide to, moments later, envelop the top of his stallionhood in her mouth. Mick tasted hot blood in his mouth as he hadn’t noticed he was biting his lip the whole time, the latest sight and sensation making him bite even deeper to repress more moans. With a grunt he dropped down on his back, trying his best to not orgasm right away as he felt AJ gradually going down a bit further, using her tongue to massage and lick his top at the same time. He might have been a first timer, but she certainly wasn’t!

Mick felt a warm sensation building up. This at least was familiar from the many times he had explored his own body.

“Hnnnng…AJ…. I…about to…AUCH!”

Hearing these words, Applejack had bitten down on Micks erect member, swiftly releasing her grip on it and pulling back her head. With a luscious look she looked at Mick clasping his erect member and squinting in pain, only to swat his hoofs away from it.

“Now listen up sweety! I got mah needs as well and I’ll be a darn hardy duck goofball if you are the only pony here getting all the fun. I think it’s time for you to taste mah apple pie! Otherwise you’ll have had three orgasms by the time I get any!”

Applejack jumped up landed next to Mick, a small cloud of hay straws blocking his view and making Mick sneeze. Instead of a ‘gesündheit’ he felt himself pushed of the hay, making his face twist in pain again as he felt his still erect member getting crushed beneath his legs.

Looking up with a harsh curse on his tongue, he quickly swallowed it in when he saw the sight Applejack had provided for him.

As the last rays of sunshine shine through the windows, they seem to focus on Applejack, laying on her back on the hay bales.  Her hind legs opened wide, the sunlight glistening on the fluid coming out of her wet marehood. While licking her lips, Aj uses a hoof to open it up a bit, revealing the sensitive pink flesh hidden in her erotic threshold.

“What are you waiting for partner? A written invitation? Dessert is served, come taste my sweet apple pie, honey…”

Still a bit precautious Mick crawls closer, his mind foggy by the intoxicating smell and blood flowing away from his brains. As a farmer first entering a big city, Mick stared at the wide open marehood in amazement. Seeing every little drop of fluid, fold of the pinkish skin and the fine line where her pelt ended.  Slowly he puts his head closer, breathing heavily of the heavenly smell and burying his nuzzle in her marehood. Uncertain of what to do next, as his knowledge on the subject was only from what his computer screen could show, he licked her marehood slowly. Taking his time to go from the bottom part to top. The taste of Applejacks juices spurring him on to faster movement.

Mick looked up from his treat and saw Applejack looking at him, her breathing heavy and fast. Her orange pelted, freckled face slightly more read and her manes hanging wildly over her shoulders. Small moans escaping from her lips, she smiled as she saw him looking up.

“Nice…going sugar…cube. Now get really…stuck in there, don’t…hold back.”

Mick wanted to smile back at her but felt a sudden press into the back of his head, pushing his nuzzle against her marehood. Applejack had crossed her hind legs and used it to pin Micks face against her forbidden parts. Normally Mick hates being pushed, but now he eagerly obeyed her wishes. His tongue lashing out again and again to take in more of the precious liquid and greedily gobble it up, his actions accompanied by moans from Applejack.

Mick felt the pressure loosen up a bit, a hoof going tenderly through his manes. Mick looked up at Applejack watching him. Her eyes inviting him to move further, her hoof supporting by pulling his head up for a long kiss. Her juices mixing up with her saliva in a sweet concussion that tasted like nectar for Mick. His excitement only grew when he felt his still erect member rub against her wet and inviting slit. Applejack gently laid her hoof on his chest, letting it slowly  go down his body. Micks heart was about to burst as he felt her hoof connecting to his penis, moving it into position to enter her.  She breaks the kiss and lays her head on his shoulder, licking his ear teasingly.

“Ride me cowboy… ride me till the cows come home”

Mick thrusts his hips forward gently, not wanting to hurt her. Feeling how tight she was and hearing a soft, repressed groan, he paused for a moment.  The inner parts of Applejack pulsing around his member giving a heavenly sensation, something he never had experienced with his own hands. Not even good old lefty could beat this feeling.

“You’re so tight…hot… can I… can I move again?”

Mick felt Applejack nod more than he could see it. A moan of approval spurring him to go on. A soft bite in his neck making Mick clear he could move on.

Mick pressed on further, his own breathing now going almost symmetrical with Applejacks. He pressed on until his balls pressed against her plot. Remaining still for a moment he bit down on Applejacks neck gently.

“Is it…is it all in, sweety?”

Mick nodded and licked her neck gently, feeling his member throb inside her and her body welcoming it with soft squeezes and more lubricating fluids.

“You can move…gentle… I’m still tight…been a while…” Applejack licked his ear and nibbled his ear softly: “Gently…”

Mick slowly pulled out three quarters of his length, each inch followed with a small hiss of pleasure from Applejack. After standing still for a few seconds he thrusts his hips forward, a long moan guiding his movement. Mick grinned as he felt Applejacks marehood suck him in, her body releasing more lubricant to make his movements easier.  He grunted as he struggled a few cycles to find a comfortable rhythm, but closing his eyes in relief as he found a rhythm they both could enjoy. His thrusts met with counter thrusts from Applejack, giving him a more true and deeper sensation.  The moaning of the lovers spurring each other to a higher pace.

Suddenly, Applejack pulled him closer. Pressing herself against him and making a small acrobatic roll, surprising Mick with her strength. Mick now felt straw roughing up the pelt of his back, looking up to a most beautiful scene. Applejack sitting on top of him, her manes very wild and little straws of hay stuck in her manes. He would never know how, but she had her cowboy hat back on. She lays a hoof on his chest, refusing him to sit upright, while she positioned herself better.

“Nice ride sugarcube…but let me now show you how we do it on the farm…”

Applejack lifts herself up until Mick was barely inside her, giving him a small grin before she drops down at him again. The motion gave Mick a mixture of pain and joy he had never felt before. The pain of a body dropping heavy on you, but with the most noble of intents. Mick looked down at his groin, enjoying the view of his stallionhood disappearing in her time after time. He tries to lay his hoofs on her flanks to let her go at a slower pace, but she just swats them away. It was clear that Mick wasn’t in charge…thinking of it, he never was. Still, no complaints could be uttered as he lost himself in the sensation.  His  senses focusing down to his stallionhood entering her rapidly in a world of moans and groans of pleasure.

Applejack screamed as she picks up the pace, something Mick never thought was possible. Her long experience on the farm and rodeo circuit giving her exceptional abilities in the fields of pleasure as well.

“Almost there… give it all partner… Buck this apple good…”

Mick felt her marehood tighten, making his own resistance to cum futile. His body acting on it’s own, he grabbed Applejack firmly by the flanks and pressed her down as hard as possible. With a loud groan, like a Timberwolf intimidating a prey, he released his load into Applejack. His sticky, huge load first filling her marehood, mixing with her own juices, before pouring out. Mick felt his balls and inner thighs getting drenched by it. He was too pent up, the teasing of Pinkie earlier and now with Applejack. A true river of semen comes out, faintly he heard Applejack scream through his foggy mind. As he feels his load finally coming in smaller bursts, exhaustion kicks in. His breathing now rapid and shallow as if he had nearly drowned and just breached the water surface again.

Mick turns his head, he had felt Applejack dismounting him and he could clearly feel the heat of her next to him. His lips were ready for a kiss, but seeing how she looks at him made him wince. The face moments before a picture of lust and joy now looked a bit…angry?

“Euhm…anything wrong? Didn’t you enjoy it?”

“Did you really had to scream like that? I mean… really partner, a bit of them ol’ screams and moans…but THAT loud? What if my brother heard that? Or Applebloom?”

Applejack blushes a bit and shakes her head.

“But yes, I did enjoy it… it was way too long. It’s just missing a final detail.”

Mick again felt himself being pushed towards her, somehow she had again found a way to get a hoof in his neck. Still, no complaints as he felt her lips touch his. Tenderly he embraces her while trying to show his own affection in the kiss. Micks thoughts were light and pleasant, his world seemed complete and nothing could break him away from his new found love.

“Hey little whipper snapper, if ya are done bucking ma grandchild ova’ there, mind to get a piece o’ ma apple pie?”

Mick broke the kiss quickly to look at who spoke. Standing just besides the hay bales was a green, old pony with silver hair. Granny Smith! Wasn’t she supposed to be ill? Seeing that she was now showing her plot to him proudly, lifting her tail up high.

“This oven could use a good dustin’ too… if ya know what I mean?”

Micks mind broke down, the sight of an elderly pony offering herself causing him to go in a mental breakdown. The next thing he knew was that he was sitting on a cloud above Ponyville and his manes are dripping wet. Everytime he closes his eyes, the image of Granny Smith popped into mind. It was only when the sun popped his head above the horizon that Mick falls to sleep due to exhaustion. His dreams holding something between a nightmare and dream as in his mind Applejack and Granny Smith switched places constantly. His last thought was that he wished what exactly happened … .