You look over the sloppily-written note cradled in your palm to check the address one last time before moving on, you had the wrong location. You were still new to Canterlot, Equestria even more so. After being knocked into this colorful world of mythical talking ponies that shit rainbows, you first found yourself being adjusted to the new lifestyle by Twilight Sparkle, Princess Celestia's personal prodigy and Element of Harmony. Before you came here you did menial and low-paying work, barely scraping the minimum for rent each month. You enjoyed the hard work though, so very much. 'Find the job you love, not the one that pays best', right? Something something sage quotes. When you knew the basics you went to work on the Apples' orchard until you had enough money, or 'bits', to rent a cheap apartment in the many complexes. It's been many months now since then, long enough for you to forget how you got here in the first place, and you've longed moved from that little box.
You turn a corner
"Hello!" A grey stallion, by the name of Hoity Toity, practically snarls at you. Did you walk into him? Maybe, you may have been too lost in thought to notice him.
"Oh, hello, sorry I didn't see you there." You calmly tell him, he scoffs.
"You didn't see me?" He then asks
"Erm, no, I didn't." You repeat.
"Peasant."
Welp. You can't win them all, or resist yelling at this pompous shithead.
"Hey! If you've got a problem with me, say it to my face instead of walking away like you're as fragile as a faberge egg!" You shout after him, exposing your temper. He turns. Good.
"I'll have you know I'm very late for a very important fashion show! I have no time to 'wipe the floor with you' as you uneducated worms would say." He turns to his growing crowd of fans to spur them into laughing at you.
"Hey, can I ask you a question?" You ask in a calm tone.
"Yes?" He raises an eyebrow
"Do you have dental insurance?"
"Yes, the best money can afford."
"Good."
~Several hours later~
Two-hundred bits for bail and the possibility of Applejack being very angry at you? Worth it. You managed to knock out at least eleven teeth before you were pulled off of the grey pony. Applejack. Your girlfriend. It was weird at first, and still is at times, with you being human and her a pony. You wondered how it would end, it would end inevitably. They all did. You collected your belongings, which consisted of your bit-bag, jacket, and wallet. You couldn't hold bits in your wallet, so you used it to keep small pictures, notes, and addresses. You put on your jacket, fill one pocket with the bit-bag, and place the wallet back in your back pocket before leaving.
You look at the note again.
After asking for directions you eventually find the clearing. It overlooked a large reservoir and was hidden by a thick row of trees. A small, almost inaudible noise reached your ears; soft sobbing. A light bled through the foliage and you cast a glance through, there, laying on a large picnic blanket was Applejack. Another glance found you the scene of an abandoned picnic, a roughly strewn basket on it's side, an empty wine bottle. How late were you? You lean an ear close, the soft sobbing had turned to snores. You remembered back to how you two first founds each other. Twilight introduced you and you both instantly hit it off. You worked with her on the farm, collecting the ripe apples, barreling them, or turning them into cider. You were kind of oblivious to relationships, that's why it took the intervention of Big Mac for you to realize that she had feelings for you. You took her to dinner, draining what little amount of money you had, and you couldn't say you regretted any part of it. She was better than any women from your old home in every way. You then remembered how you consoled her after she left Ponyville. She had gotten in a very heated argument with her friends about being in a relationship with a human.
She packed her bags that night and left to live with you in your tiny apartment. Things eventually escalated even further and you both moved away from Ponyville entirely. She had gotten a job in construction at the castle, there was constant need for repairs and renovations surprisingly. You did the same. It was amazing how much better your hands were for manual work than a pony's hoof, well, not that surprising actually. It amazed the ponies, however. The light, from the one dying candle, faded and you moved into the clearing, careful not to wake Applejack. Looking over her sleeping form you felt saddened that you made her wait up so late. All because you couldn't control your temper. You sat softly, silently thanking Applejack for being a heavy-sleeper. She was shaking, shivering. You take off your jacket and drape it over her.
"Look who FINALLY decided ta show up!" The now awakened, but groggy, Applejack said.
"I'm sorry, I kinda got...arrested." You sheepishly admit. A puzzled look.
"...again?" She grumbles.
"Same pony, too."
"You jus' don't like 'em do you?" She moves the jacket more comfortably over herself.
"I bumped into him and he called me an idiot and a peasant and I kinda knocked his teeth out." She stares. "It was only, like, two...or three...or eleven..." Another stare.
"Yer lucky you're cute." She taps a hoof on your chest. "Ah had this nice picnic all planned out and you just go and get arrested. Ah'd say you owe me a date."
You smile.
"I got a letter from Ponyville the other day." You notice out of the corner of your eye Applejack turning towards you, she was sitting up next to you now.
"Who from?"
"All of them, your friends I mean."
"Ya mean old friends."
"They said that they missed you and that they wanted me to tell you that they are very sorry about the fight and that they want you to move back to Ponyville."
"Did they say anythin' about you comin' too?"
"Nope, I'm just the messenger. It also said something about them coming to the city in two days, I got the letter yesterday morning, I kinda forgot to tell you." You recite. You gaze over the reservoir below, it looked quite nice with the moon on the horizon reflecting off of it.
"Ho boy, ah'm tired." You place your arm over her and bring her close.
"You know you mean a lot to me right?"
"Ah do?"
"Of course you do, I will never let anything bad happen to you. I know I screw up a lot, more than I should, and you put up with it. Why?" You look at the mare.
"Because yer my colt...er boyfriend, ah like ya." Applejack grew closer. "Where is all this coming from?"
You had no idea. "I don't know, I just felt like I had to say it. I mean, I made your friends not enjoy your company and yet you stay with me. Back home if that happened the person would be gone in an instant."
"Ah don't care about them! Ah'm with you and that's all that matters." She pleads, you could feel your face heating up.
"How could I ever repay you for putting up with me?"
Silence.
"Ah could think of a way..." If your face was any hotter you'd be glowing. Your mind raced a mile a minute and stopped suddenly when you felt Applejack press her lips firmly against yours. An exploratory tongue felt it's way to your teeth to try and gain access, you let it pass. It was an odd feeling, pony tongues are a tad bigger than human tongues. You began to get into it as well as she pushed you onto your back.
"Isn't this a bit weird?" You pull out of the kiss momentarily.
"What, just 'cause yer a human? Ah've seen griffons and diamond dogs goin' at it before, this idn't weird." She giggles. "Ah kinda wish I never saw a griffon and a diamond dog together."
"Let me repay you in full..." You grin before flipping AJ over on her back.
"What'er you doin'?" Applejack squeaks. You guess this wasn't normal in pony society? You plant a kiss on her neck, nipping a little skin. Another on the middle of her chest. Lower and lower you went. You stopped just above the swollen honeypot and could hear Applejack grumble. "C'mon! Please, yer evil." She begged.
"Say please..." You smile.
"Aw c'mon! Yer payin' me back!" It was painfully obvious she wanted this. You trace a finger near the entrance. Again, this time a little closer. Teasing. You couldn't help it. Without waiting any longer you slowly slide a single digit inside. You pick up the slightest noise from Applejack before sliding out and back in again and again.
"I'm guessing this isn't common for ponies?" You ask redundantly, you just wanted to hear her try to speak.
"N...no. It Is...n't." She breathes out. You slide another finger in, making the grand total two, inciting a small moan from the orange mare. Applejack managed to move hoof between her legs to play with her clit.
"Do you like this?" You ask calmly, like this act was an everyday occurrence.
"Ah...yes." She gasped. You could feel yourself pressing into to front of your pants at this point. You remove your fingers and give the lips a peck. "Aw..are ya' done?" She gives you puppy eyes.
"Not quite yet." You lean up and begin to unbutton your pants while applejack continues to play with herself. You swear to the god of buttoned pants. You finally manage to remove your pants and undergarments, letting your erect member spring free.
"Is that it?"
Ow.
"It's massive!"
Nevermind. When comparing height and weight an average stallion is 4'4 and eighty pounds while an average human, well, you, are a good 6'4 and one-hundred and eighty-three pounds.
"Really? I would have expected a pony's to be bigger but whatever." Applejack used 'ego-boost' it was super effective.
"It's about tha same size'a any other ah've seen." She adds. Oh well. "Lay back, ah can take it from here." You lean back and Applejack give you a quick laugh as she watches your member point straight up. You can feel the oddly warm, flat base of her hoof start rubbing up and down your shaft. "Am ah doin' this right?"
"You're doing fine..." You say slowly, enjoying the feeling. A jolt of electricity jumps up your spine as AJ suddenly places her lips around the head. She moves her head down on yours and you can't help but sigh a little. Her pace increased and you tensed. She stops abruptly and looks up at you, letting your throbbing manhood out with a soft 'pop'.
"Are ya' ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be." You place the tip of your penis in her opening and slowly slide in. Once you were completely inside her you looked at her face, her eyes were shut and her jaw hung loosely. You pull out almost completely but stayed inside, enjoying the warmth and Applejack's noises. It isn't your first time having sex, you've been with a couple women before, but it was your first time with a mare. They're a bit...smaller than regular women, in the back of your mind you feared you could hurt the poor pony.
"Ah...ah, could ya' start movin'?" You snap out of your daze and find a steady rhythm. Your increase in speed had caused Applejack to start making little 'oh's and 'ah's, you wanted to make her feel as good as possible. Her forelegs twitched uncontrollably as you continued to thrust into her, she moaned and you let a small one escape yourself. Her inner walls clenched tightly around your manbranch, threatening to suck you dry. "Could ya' try goin' faster?"
You were happy to oblige. You increased your pace fanatically, causing Applejack to nearly start howling. For a moment you thought she would get the attention of some passerby but you dismissed it, it was nearly eleven at night. Canterlot always turned in early. You felt Applejack's walls suddenly clench intensely, almost restricting movement. She cries out and you feel a rush of fluids spray onto your lower region. Did she just cum? That was so much easy than human women! She relaxes enough for you to resume your previous pace and you do so.
A twinge, in the back of your leg. You were close as well. You place a hand on each of her flanks, getting a great grope while you're at it, and without any hesitation, pound her like your life depended on it, feeling her velvety walls contract and ripple around your ample length as Applejack yells out in silent bliss, the sheer power of her orgasm becoming the only thing she could feel at the time. Almost as if you were watching a glass fall in an entirely black space, your semi-fragile mind, like the glass, shatters upon hitting the ground... and like a flood, your potent man-juice fires out of you as if a dam broke. It had to be the largest load you've shot off- period. You slide out of Applejack's, now filled, marehood with a sigh. That was the best time you've had with a women, mare, female-in-general in a long time.
"Ah...ha...wow. Ho' boy that was great." You hear Applejack wheeze contently.
"I think I payed you back in full...and then some." You laugh. "Is there a noticeable difference between banging a pony and a human?"
"Well, for starters, stallions neva' last for more than a minute at most. And the sex is just for procrey...procree...babies." She explains, it sounded like she was reciting something straight out of health-class.
"I think we should head home, it's pretty late." You yawn. You and Applejack clean up, you get dressed, and use some napkins to gently wipe the semen from Applejack's rear. Wouldn't want some late passerby to follow a white-trail would you?
~~~
You wake up before AJ and manage to slip off the small couch without waking her. You both decided to crash together on the couch instead of making the intensely difficult seven-step walk into the bedroom. AJ's friends, or ex-friends, or frenemies, or whatever, would be in town today. You hastily scribbled a note and left it on the table
Applejack:
I have gone into town to pick up some groceries. If you're hungry there's some left-over oatmeal in the fridge.
You put on your jacket and go back to the couch to put on blanket on your mare before you left the house.
You found yourself standing in the market, alone, scanning for the five mares. You had some paper bags filled with the normal Equestrian foods. With some added eggs and meats from the griffon's side of the market. Not griffon eggs though, griffons don't lay eggs.
"Was the train at ten-thirty or eleven-thirty...?" You ask yourself. You found a seat in a cafe across the street from the train station and sat idly. You were hoping you weren't too early. Waiting for several hours was not something you wanted to do today, it was Thursday and your only day off for the week. You went up to the counter and ordered a small coffee so you could have something to sip on and returned to your seat. The slightest whine of a train's horn could be heard as it trudged up the mountain-side, you turned your head to the station and spotted the candy-colored locomotive screech to a stop. You scanned the passengers, every one of them. Not a singe one of AJ's friends were on the train. Next train.
Maybe.
~~~
Forth train. Twelve forty-five. Fuck Dyscalculia. Fuck it. You collected your seven empty coffee cups and moved them to the nearby trashcan. You can see the group of five looking over a map on the train-station's wall and talking to each other. You creep a little closer, well, not creep but...
Anyways.
You can start to pick up what they're saying when you get closer
"Where is her house?"
"Should we see her before or after the meeting?
"Is her thing going to be there?" Ow Rarity. Ow.
"Should we have brought a gift?"
"Excuse me." You clear your throat to gather their attention.
"Oh...it's here." Rarity says quietly.
"I see you still find my presence uncomfortable, Rarity. I'll have you know I broke your boyfriend's mouth." You didn't like Rarity. Stuck up.
"So that was you!" She snarled. Monkey see monkey do.
"Call the guards, I paid my time." You glare. "Anywho, I told Applejack what you wanted me to, she wasn't exactly too interested." You tell the group. They look crestfallen. You hated to be the bearer of bad news, but it had to be you. "But...we all know she can be stubborn, so...drop by, " You jot down your address on a receipt and hand it over "this address around seven. I'll get her in a good mood and we'll talk."
"That's very...nice...of you!" Twilight seems surprised. Guess all those times you spent cleaning up and rearranging her library weren't nice. Oh well.
"Yeah, so, why are you all in town?"
"We're meeting with Princess Celestia." Twilight said.
"For what?" You cock your head.
"Ponyville needs more funding to pay repairmen, we don't have enough to fix a lot of large problems." Twilight pulled out a list and ran off a few of the broken items. "One that we really need is a new Water Chip, the one in the water-tower is giving out."
"All right, I'm going to go drop these off at the house." You leave, not wanting to get anymore involved in what was sure to become a painful ordeal. Nothing the six, now five, mares did turned out right.
Cleaning. You never really realize how dirty anything is until someone is coming to see it. Applejack had left several hours ago for work, she didn't have today off. She has Saturday off, but gets off work tonight at six. It's four'o'clock on the dot and you were scrubbing dishes, pots, and pans like your life depended on it. If it wasn't perfect Rarity would have a bitch-fit. You threw the final pot in dishwasher and flipped it on before going to clean up and vacuum the living room.
You plug in the small vacuum cleaner into the six-pronged socket and step on the power switch. You had learned about three weeks into Equestria that they found away to harness power from wind-turbines and rushing water from waterfalls or the dams and reservoirs to power the large hydroelectric generators for electricity. It was amazing to think that a place that looked to simply from the outside could be majorly using such complex machinery. You lifted up the couch and kept it with your shoulder as you sucked up the dirt and whatever else was under it.
Should you cook something as well? You had picked up several breakfast, lunch, and dinner recipes from the Cakes when you briefly worked with Pinkie. Applejack was the resident sweets-maker. Maybe a CGB stew. That'd only take, what, and hour and a half? All the ingredients are in the kitchen. Yeah, you'll cook something. You set the couch back down and turn the vacuum off. It was time to clean the bedroom. You open the door and drop your shoulders, it was going to be a long couple of hours.
Two hours later.
Cleaning the bedroom took entirely too long and now you were forty-five minutes late in finishing the stew. You put the small amount of cilantro leaves on the dish and put it in the oven to keep it warm. You jump slightly as the front door slams open, revealing a haggard-looking Applejack.
"Work was terrible today!" She proclaims before plopping down on the freshly cleaned couch. "Are you cleanin'? What for?"
"Now before you kick my ass, just let me say...I regret nothing. I invited your friends over since they were in town." You duck instinctively, but nothing flies overhead.
"Ya' coulda asked..." She sounds like she's on the verge of passing out.
"They'll be here in around an hour. Take a nap or something, you're exhausted." You laugh as she grumbles something along the lines of 'yeah okay mom' and trots off into the bedroom. Finally, with a free moment, you sit down on the couch with a 'humpf'.
You blink.
When you wake up you hear a pounding on the door. A glance to the nearby clock tells you that your 'blink' was actually a spontaneous nap. It was ten past seven. You blink the tiredness from your eyes and bolt up, you look terrible. Was Applejack still sleeping? Who knows. After stumbling over the coffee table you manage to make it to the door without breaking your everything. You open the door and spot the five mares standing outside, bored. Twilight's hoof was mid-raised to knock again.
"Ah...yes, come in. Take a seat anywhere, I'll go get Applejack." You let the mares pass and they all sit on the couch. You close the door and briskly walk to the bedroom door. You put an ear to it; Silence. You crack open the door and slip in without letting the others have the chance to look in.
"Applejack...Applejaaaack." You whisper into her ear, there was a puddle of drool on her pillow that caused her to sputter when she suddenly inhaled.
"Wha...what?" She looks groggy...maybe because you woke her up.
"Your friends are here. I've got some food cooked so there's that, too." You help her (READ: Dragged) out of bed and step out of the room while she got cleaned up.
"So...how did your meeting go? Well, I hope." You start.
"We managed to talk Celestia into throwing some extra bits our way, but we aren't getting nearly enough." Twilight says, leaning her head back.
"Well that's good. Now, I'll cut to the chase, when Applejack comes out of that room she's probably not going to be too happy. I made some stew, if anyone is interested." You make your way into the kitchen and take the pot out of the oven and begin to pour the contents into some bowls. You give a bowl to each pony and set one aside for you and Applejack.
The door opens. Immediately, you can feel tension.
This can only end well.
Author's Note
Writing porn is hard. Halfway through I couldn't find any words to substitute penis. You get manbranch. Yep.
There is a video-game reference in there, somewhere.
Also, before any of you go into the comments to say something about my lack of real...'story-telling', you know, skipping the whole dinner confrontation scene. I got bored.
There was no editing because I am a dumb.
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