Spring Is in Bloom
Spring Is in Bloom
By Kirb and Zephyr
It’s not everyday that I find myself in the kitchen of a farmhouse being chased by a frantic pony mare.
Applejack panted heavily as she ran--trotted?--after me. Her orange coat of fur was covered with her sweat, which also rendered her dirty blonde hair--usually in a ponytail--a limp mess of golden strands that tangled into her green shirt’s buttons. Her usual Stetson was gone so there was nothing to block the emotions that blazed out of her green eyes. Eyes that in calmer moments could see right into my soul. Her hands twitched and gripped at her ripped blue jeans as she slowly cornered me in the kitchen. I was currently grasping the table in front of me to block her from attacking me.
“C’mere, you!” she shouted at me as I held the table in front of me.
“AJ, calm down,” I replied, still holding the table. “You need to calm down right now. Whatever I did wrong, I swear it wa--”
“SHADDUP!” she yelled in her Southern accent typical of the family. “Now… Ah’m furious, frustrated and need someone to help me! Yer the closest choice!”
“What do you--?”
I stopped and fully took in what she’d just said. Ohhhh shit. I know what this means.
“…you’re in heat, aren’t you?”
“You bet yer rump Ah am!” she said. “Now, git over ’ere an’ do a favor fer th’ Apple family.”
Admittedly, I hadn’t ever done this before, but that wasn’t my main concern. My main concern was that I was too young for her, wasn’t into her, and plus, she was a bloody pony! No way was I gonna let her fuck--or ‘rut’ me.
“Stay back!” I threatened, gripping the table tightly.
Within a few seconds, however, it slipped away from my fingers, and slid all the way to the other end of the room, when a smug-looking Applejack did a roundhouse kick to it. Damn! I should have known that the way she bucked apples from the trees regularly would come in handy for her.
“Nothing t’ save ya now, Michael,” she said, and headed right towards me. I shut my eyes; surely this was it…
“Excep’, me.”
The rare voice of reason, Applejack’s brother Big Macintosh, sounded up: he took hold of Applejack’s left wrist, not letting her go. AJ turned to face him, visibly surprised. Though she was a tall gal--as tall as I am, actually--Big Mac was true to his name, dwarfing his sister. He looked down at her, his woodcutter-like red checkered shirt barely holding back his muscles, which were ready to unleash the beastly power withheld in his calm and kind demeanor.
He shook his head, the wheat straw in the corner of his mouth dangled to the left and right as he did so. “Calm down, Sis,” he insisted, keeping his green eyes on his sister’s as she looked back and forth at me and him.
“Git off me, big brother!” she grunted, trying to move her hand, but she couldn’t move it even an inch. “Gah! Leggo!”
She glared back at him, barely blinking and with her teeth grinding against each other… until she finally sighed. “Fine…”
She visibly returned to normal, her muscles relaxed, and she looked down. “Ah’m sorry… it’s real hard t’ deal with this, t’ control myself.” She looked back at me. “Ah’m sorry, Michael. Ah didn’t mean t’ put y’all through so much pressure.”
I blinked a few times, still scared near shitless. “It’s… it’s okay, I guess? Please… please don’t do that again.”
AJ sighed once more. “Michael, fer th’ past months you’ve mattered a lot t’ us, and Ah wouldn’t want t’ hurt y’all. Ah’m real sorry.”
I moved away, keeping my back against the wall. “I told you, it’s okay!”
I was still intimidated and hoped that she wouldn’t break free and attack me anyway, though the near-idle blink I got from Big Mac confirmed that he wouldn’t let his ‘little’ sister do something reckless. He even went as far as telling her what she should do.
“Go t’ shower, Sis,” he said in his deep voice, not actually letting Applejack go just yet. He knew it too well how unpredictable a mare can be in heat… especially if it was the big one in every spring.
AJ sighed. “Fiiiiine! Guess Ah’ll just have t’ deal with this…” She tried to turn around to head to the shower, but stopped as she couldn’t move with Mac still holding tightly onto her. She looked at her older brother.
“Are ya gonna let me go, or d’ ya wanna lead me all th’ way up?”
I was out of breath, leaning against the wall, trying to catch it. Boy, could Applejack be frightening when she was horny!
“Eenope,” Big Mac answered in his usual manner and let go of AJ's wrist. I could still see how he was ready to jump, his tail was swishing from time to time, sweeping the back of his old jeans.
AJ nodded. “Thaaank you.” She turned back to me. “Michael.” Then walked away and out of the room. We could hear her head up the stairs.
I sighed, still catching my breath. “Phew!” I looked over at Mac. “Thanks a ton, Mac. If you hadn’t saved me I don’t know what would’ve happened!” Actually, I had an idea of what would’ve happened, but it wasn’t pleasant for me.
“Eeyup,” he agreed, nodding once, then crossed his arms before his muscular chest. “Ya don’ have t’ explain it to me.”
He shook his head. Memories, maybe? Then he just patted my head--almost sending me on the floor with his sheer power--and followed Applejack upstairs. This was a good sign, a very good one, considering how… distant he usually is!
I finally caught my breath. Upstairs, I could hear the sound of shower water running, which was a good sign that AJ had calmed down. I wiped the sweat off my forehead and walked over to push the table back into position.
…
As the hours passed and the afternoon turned into evening, I no longer was afraid of getting pounced on and raped by a mare. I don’t know how Big Mac was able to avoid it all these years, but none seemed to show up at the farm. I wasn’t afraid of Applejack either; she somehow kept her word to me for the rest of the day. There were no other mares on the property that I knew of. Well, except for AJ’s little sister Apple Bloom, but I wasn’t worried about her. She was still a filly and was probably too young to be going into heat anyway.
It was evening now, and the sun had already set. It always went down very fast, much faster than it did back on Earth, but I’d grown used to it by this point. As I sat in the dining room, my only companion at the table was a lit candle. I could hear Big Mac was upstairs showering, and Applejack had already gone asleep. I sighed as I read the paper. I relaxed and rested at the dining table, reading a local newspaper. I remembered how it was back home, where instead of reading a newspaper, I’d read it online. Ah, good times.
That was when Apple Bloom showed up. She wasn’t in her usual, talkative and cheerful mood. She was rather quiet; in fact, she just sat next to me at the table, putting her hands into the big pouch of the blue overalls she wore, wrinkling up her pink-red shirt. Strangely enough, the ribbon of the same color that was tied in her hair was drooping down too, perhaps in connection with her mood?
“Good evenin’, Michael…” she greeted me half-heartedly. There was really something up with her.
I looked up from my paper and looked at her. “Well, Apple Bloom! Good evening to you, too.” I smiled sincerely. “I’m sure glad to see you. Finally, someone I can talk to after this crazy day.”
I was serious. Ever since I’d arrived in Equestria and began staying at the farm, Apple Bloom and I became good friends and would often talk to each other, so I became more able to read her emotions. Like now, for example, I could tell that she was troubled, so I set the newspaper down.
“Something wrong?” I asked. “You don’t look so good.”
“Is it that obvious?” she asked back, frowning. “Ah mean… yes, things are… wrong.” She sadly sighed. “Ah just wanted t’ talk to ya, ’bout my sis,” she finally admitted, looking in my eyes. Her orange ones flickered away from my face to somewhere else, then she glanced back at me, mirroring the discomfort she felt about this specific topic.
“Ohhhhhh… yeah, that.” I rested my arms on the table. “Look, I’m sure she was just acting on what she thought was best. I’m not a mare, obviously, but I’m guessing that going into heat is almost like a kind of torture. I wouldn’t know.”
I wasn’t worried about Apple Bloom; she wasn’t old enough to go into heat yet, I didn’t think. I couldn’t tell, she was two or three years younger than me, and hadn’t appeared to be at that age. Maybe she was a late bloomer, heh… ugh, fuck my mind for coming up with such stupid puns.
“Yeah, ya wouldn’t. Ah have t’ face it everyday… my best friends, Sweetie Belle an’ Scootaloo. They’re a’ready in it. Ya should see Sweetie, she changed the most since… that began.” She fidgeted around on the chair, obviously feeling uncomfortable.
“Ah don’t think of them less of a friend, but… they changed, y’know? An’… an’ Ah’m mighty afraid tha’ it’ll happen to me too… and how it'll happen…”
So basically, she was frightened because of her sister’s behavior. I knew it had never happened to her before, so I knew how concerned she was because of this. But I nodded reassuringly.
“Apple Bloom, this type of thing happens with people on my world too. Well, not the whole ‘going into heat’ thing, but y’know, as kids grow up they get more easily aroused. Some deal with it better than others, but you know what?”
I reached out and patted her on the head, like a brother might do to his young sis. “I’ve known you for the past months, and I’m sure you’re a strong filly, growing into a strong mare. I have faith that when your time comes, you can get through this okay.”
My mind wondered, which colts from her school was she attracted to? Featherweight? Rumble? That gamer colt? Pipsqueak, the one with the British-like accent? Snips and Snails? …hah, Snips and Snails getting girls. I make myself laugh sometimes.
She nodded, staring downwards, probably at her hands or lap. “Ah appreciate it, Michael… but… but Ah don’t feel myself to be strong enough fer all this… you are strong an’ independent, like Sis, but even she fell fer this whole heat thing…” She looked up in my eyes, an expression similar to pleading was on her face. Was there a little pout too?
“Ah have t’ admit somethin’ t’ ya, Michael…” she said then, trying to smile, but it couldn’t change from the frown she had.
I moved my chair closer to Apple Bloom. “Sure, what is it?” I asked. I could tell she was really concerned and wanted to help in any way I could, and the first way to do that was to listen to her.
She sighed, then began. “Remember the day you arrived? The first time we met?” she asked, though she didn’t wait for an answer, continuing immediately. “Ah’ve been admiring ya ever since! Ah mean, ya fell into our world of… how did ya say it? ‘Magic and bullshite…’ yet ya kept goin’ on, never givin’ up fer anything!”
She became heated up into this explanation, her eyes going wide. “Ah couldn’t help but look up t’ ya, Michael. Ah mean, Ah have a sis stronger than anyone Ah know, excep’ for mah big brother, but you? A whole different world…”
A slight blush appeared on her face. “And after today, Ah just don’t know what t’ do an’ how to… how to…” She went silent, in a loss of words.
So that’s what she wanted to tell me. I listened to her attentively all the way through as she told me how she’d admired me and looked up to me. Admittedly, she looked adorable as she was telling me all this. I could just give her a hug right here and now! Which I decided I would do.
“Oh, Apple Bloom.” I pulled my chair even closer and leaned over to wrap my arms around her and give her a tight hug. She happily hugged back, I could feel her affection towards me.
“I admit, I feel the same towards you. Staying with you and the Apple family, eating dinner with you, hanging out and having conversations, working for you all… you feel like the little sister I never had!”
But when I said the last part, she pulled away a bit so she could look into my eyes. “Michael… that’s the thing Ah wanted ta talk ’bout with ya… Ah… Ah can’t lie ’bout it no more, Ah had a crush on ya since Ah knew you,” she blurted out, a heavy blush hitting her face. She seemed to be scared of how I would respond, even shaking a bit.
I blinked a few times, gazing back into her orange eyes. “You… you did?”
I was surprised, to say the very least, but I guess if I were a teenage girl, I’d have a crush on whatever guy I spent the most time with… but still, she had a crush on me even though I was a human? Guess I shouldn’t be shocked, humans and ponies are pretty similar, and AJ literally tried to rut me earlier… ugh, don’t think about it.
“Well,” I replied. “That’s… hm… I don’t know what to say.” I said this with a smile though, I wouldn’t want to discourage her.
“Say that you don’t hate me for it!” she asked me, quite pleadingly. “Pleeease…” Actually, she was kind of adorable doing it.
I couldn’t help but grin. “Apple Bloom, why would I hate you for it?” My arms wrapped around her, I pulled her closer, smelling the apple blossom scented shampoo in her mane. “I don’t blame you, I don’t blame you at all… plus, if you ask me… I gotta admit, you’re pretty cute yourself.”
She was, at least for a filly her age. If only she were a little older. And human, I didn’t think I could tell her true beauty unless I were a pony myself or she were a human.
Apple Bloom visibly calmed a little. “B-but… there’s one more thing Ah gotta tell…” she told me, looking in my eyes once more. “Ah… Ah have… Ah’m havin’ this…” She just couldn’t say it.
“You have what?” I asked, putting reassuring arms on her shoulders and wanting to help her with her problems in any way that I could.
“Ah’m havin’ mah first heat ever…” She whispered.
Suddenly, I could smell a light musky scent of excitement mixed with a bit of apple. It wasn’t too strong, it was rather… young-ish. So it was her? Would that mean…?
“…Oh.”
While I kept my calm demeanor, suddenly alarms in my head went off, no, blared loudly. Red alert! Red alert! Step away from the filly and watch out for the possibility of her pinning me down and forcing me!
No, wait. Maybe she won’t do that, after all, this is her first heat ever so she might just be calmer about it.
“Well, um… that changes the situation.” I let go of Apple Bloom. “Do you… do you think you can just, y’know, deal with it on your own? It is your first time, so…”
“Ah was tryin’… Ah was tryin’ hard, but Ah just couldn’t!” she replied.
As a good sign, she didn’t try to jump on me or pin me down; in fact, she seemed like she just didn’t know what to do--and saw the possibility of solving her situation in me.
“…So. It’s like that.” I sighed. “Well, um, I don’t know what to tell you. You’re sure you actually do love me, and it’s not just the heat talking?”
But all this time, my mind was still saying, Nope! Nope! Nope!
“Ah’m sure. Ah had this feeling for so long, but Ah couldn’t tell,” she admitted. “Now Ah just don’t know what t’ do…” She sighed, deflating.
It was a really sad sight. I could see that she didn’t want to force herself on me, but she was suffering, too. Plus, it sounded genuinely like her saying this. It didn’t sound frantic at all, or like a pony who'd regret this later like Applejack. But at the same time… I couldn't go through with it, and yet I didn’t know what else to do. So I did the thing I first thought of in my head.
“Look, Bloom,” I began. “I think you should go to bed. A little sleep should ease your mind on this. You have to be strong, and I believe you can restrain yourself to this. And to help you, I’ll walk you up to your room and tuck you in. How’s that sound?” I held out my hand for her to grab onto.
She looked up into my eyes, giving me her right hand and a weak smile to accompany it.
“That sounds a’right.”
She stood up, biting down on her lower lip. I nodded and stood up with her, taking her to the stairs.
“Everything’s gonna be okay,” I whispered to her as we walked upstairs towards her room.
She nodded, following me closely. For a moment I could swear she wanted to cling onto me, hugging me like I hugged her before, but the moment passed and she was just walking next to me.
Within half a minute, we were at her door. I opened it and stepped inside her room, taking her in with me. It was a plain-looking room, no fancy posters or anything on the walls, maybe some pictures of family and friends but apart from that, nothing. I’d seen it before, though, so I led Apple Bloom to her bed on the far corner of the room.
“Heeeere you go. Now, try to get a good sleep, alright?”
She nodded to me, but didn’t let go of my hand. “C-could you… stay here for a little while?” She asked quietly, almost begging.
I didn’t see why I shouldn’t, so I replied, “Sure, is there anything you need?”
Apple Bloom let go of my hand and walked back to the door, closing it and blocking my way out.
“Actually, Michael, there is one thing Ah would like t’ have.” She unbuckled her overalls and dropped them to the floor.
“Yer attention.”
I gasped. In the blink of an eye, she threw off her shirt, leaving only a tiny white cropped tank top and panties on, and with only her yellow fur covering the rest of her body.
“Apple Bloom! What the hell are you doing?” I was quick to run to her and grab her wrists so she wouldn’t remove her remaining clothing, too.
To be fair, I did know what she was doing, and even why she was doing it… and admittedly, she looked hot underneath her clothing. The most I’d seen of her was in a swimsuit when she was going out with her friends, so it was quite surprising to see this much of her unclothed body. The tank top clung tightly to her perky C-cup breasts, and I could see her nipples poking out underneath. I could practically see through it, as it was drenched in sweat. She had a thinner waist than I would’ve expected, and I could see her belly button and midriff. Meanwhile, her panties gave way to her hips and legs, which were very athletic-looking. She did work on a farm so that was to be expected, but… wow, did she look gorgeous!
This was enough to give me a bulge in my pants. I mentally prayed that she wouldn’t notice it.
“Ah’m doin’ what my body’s been yellin’ at me since Ah dunno how long! Please, please, Ah can’t bear this anymore!” she begged. Once again, she showed that she wasn’t like her sister, in the meaning of being… persuasive.
“Apple Bloom, I…”
I thought about this for a second. Why again was I against this idea? Maybe her big brother would beat the shit out of me, but in my defense I was just giving her what she needed. And I couldn’t like her body, she was a pony, but… wait, what does that have to do with anything? She may be a pony, but she looks enough like a human! And she has a nice body for her age, especially her legs. For that matter… I thought about it more and realized: I loved her too. She was a great pony to be around, to talk to, and I’d spent enough time around her to realize this. So what if she was a few years younger than me?
I sighed and looked into her eyes. “Bloom… I want you to do one thing for me. I want you to sit down on the bed and don’t move.”
Apple Bloom nodded, confused as it seemed, and with that I let her go. She moved out of my way, so I opened the door and went out. Instead of leaving, however, I simply stopped and looked around to make sure nobody was awake or could tell what was going on.
Content, I turned back around and went inside, shutting the door behind me and looking at the yellow filly sitting on the edge of her bed. Her legs were hanging down, hooves crossed, and her hands were on her lap, making her C-cup tits look bigger. She was looking up at me, eyes wide, and with an expression of realization and joy on her cute face.
I walked over to the bed--as best I could with an erection--and sat down next to her, looking in her eyes.
“Apple Bloom,” I began, “I’ll be honest, I’m new to all of this too. But I promise you that I will try as hard as I can not to disappoint.”
With that, I started by putting a hand around her back, shutting my eyes, leaning towards her, and pressing my lips tightly onto hers. Her reaction was immediate: her arms wrapped around me, lips pressing tightly against mine. She seemed to be a good kisser… did she practice it with her friends? This thought crossed my mind… wait, why was I thinking about that when I was already making out with a beautiful filly? I should take advantage of this situation!
I wrapped my other hand around her back and opened my mouth, invading her mouth with my tongue. She hungrily fought back with her own tongue. She was pretty preoccupied with that, so I could do whatever I wanted with her! My hands moved up her back to her mane, until it reached her bow. I tugged both ends of the bow and untied it, then pulled it down as her long mane flowed downwards.
I ran my fingers through the wavy red curls, down her back until they settled firmly on her waist. They stayed at her waist for a few seconds, then moved forward to her furry belly, and pushed up until they landed on the fabric of her tank top, and settled on grabbing her breasts.
I couldn’t believe it: I actually had her tits in my hands, and groped them through the thin fabric of her tiny tank top. This was the moment when I heard her moan the first time. It was a combination of adorable and arousing, and she did it right into my mouth as we kissed. But to make it better, she ended the tight hug and placed her hands on mine.
She broke the kiss for a moment, looking in my eyes. “Take it off!” she whispered, only to return to the passionate kissing.
I reached for the bottom of her tank top, trying to lift it up, but finding it impossible to do so with her arms in the way. With no other option, I instead reached my hands at the collar area, grabbing her near the neck and pulling as much as I could. I could hear the fabric strain, but finally after pulling for enough, the fabric gave way, and…
RRRRRRRRRIIIPP!
The front of her tank top was no more as I tore it open and threw it behind her. Pulling away from her kiss momentarily, I could see her love pillows in all their glory: not too big but certainly enough for me, with perky nipples and areola of a darker yellow--almost golden--color to her main fur color.
“Jackpot,” I said, and now moved my hands up and down her breasts, finally settling on pinching her nipples lightly.
“Ahn-mmmhhm!” Apple Bloom moaned up, breaking the kiss once more. “Gosh, Michael… that was… oh my gosh!”
I smirked as I pinched and twisted her nipples lightly, and took no mind when she reached her right hand down into her little panties. She seemed to be really into this! But nonetheless, I had a job to do, so I grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand out.
“Naughty naughty naughty.”
With my right hand, I myself reached down into her panties, feeling what was inside them. What I found was something soft and wet, veeery wet. I knew exactly what it was… but before I did anything there, I decided to put my mouth to good use, and bent over to her right nipple, wrapping my lips around it and licking it. She must like this!
As expected, Apple Bloom moaned up again, biting on her right index finger so she wouldn’t make too much noise. I found her special, best spot: her nipples. My member grew hard again, it knew that I was doing the job right. So my two fingers reached inside her pussy, stimulating her clitoris and reaching into her love canal. A little gasp was the welcoming of that. She seemed to be heavily fighting with herself to not moan up, even though I could feel the convulsing reactions of her pussy, meaning that she, in fact, enjoyed my fingering more than the usual girl would.
With nothing else to do, my other arm reached behind her, down to her lower back, until it met fabric once more, and grabbed her tight little rump, gently massaging her flank; I’ve heard that mares love that.
Meanwhile, my mouth focused on her right nipple for several moments… until I decided to pull away and switch to the other nipple. It seems that this was the point where she couldn’t hold it back any longer, and moaned up again, into her palm; she covered her own mouth with her hands! Oh yeah, I’m definitely succeeding.
After a while, I pulled away from her breasts and looked her in the eyes. I kept my fingers in her pussy, though, and my other still on her flank.
“You enjoying this?” I asked.
She nodded, still holding her hands on her mouth. “Mhm… Ah want more…” she whispered, momentarily letting go of her mouth, but then sealed her hands on it again as she began to twitch in her whole body. I felt the wetness suddenly increasing and the inner walls of her vag clamping down onto my fingers. She… reached an orgasm?
I smirked as I felt the wetness on my fingers, and looked down. Her panties were most definitely getting wet. With my other hand I let go of her flank and undid the belt buckle on my pants.
“I can see that.” I smirked. “Hold on.”
With a quiet schlick, I pulled my fingers out from inside her panties and licked them off, tasting her love juice smeared all over the fingers, then grabbed her hands and slowly moved them to the bottom of my shirt.
“Tell me, Apple Bloom, are you very flexible?” I lifted my arms for her to remove my shirt.
Before saying anything, she had to calm herself, take a big breath and exhale it. Then she spoke.
“Ah… Ah think Ah am… why?” she asked, confusedly. She saw my imminent struggle with my shirt and gently pulled it off, freeing me of it.
I smiled and explained to her. “I’ll show you why. Now… will you please lie on the bed, on your back?” I had a plan now, and Apple Bloom would enjoy it.
Not knowing better to do, Apple Bloom followed my lead, laying back, curiously looking at me. With both of my hands free, I undid my pants zipper and slid them down, now only leaving my boxers. Apple Bloom’s noticed them, and the large bulge in the front of them, but I wasn’t ready for that yet. First, I wanted to satisfy her to the maximum.
Now that she was on her back, I grabbed her thighs. “Tell me if this hurts,” I asked her, and spread them until her legs were basically doing the splits. Next, I grabbed her rump and lifted it into the air, and sat right behind her. With the position she was in right now, her crotch was right in my face, and I had good access to feeling her flanks, too.
“Ah’m a’right…” she replied, starting to get an idea about what was going to happen. She seemed to be quite excited about it, too; her pussy’s wet gleaming under the panties became more defined in a few seconds.
Now that she was in this position, I grabbed her rump and massaged her flanks for a few moments, running my hands along the thighs, until they settled dead in the center of her butt. Holding her up, I patted it hard on one cheek, then grabbed in the center. Two fingers dug into the fabric--also very thin, like her tank top--until I could feel it giving in. With all my power, I pulled my hands apart and--
RRRRRRRIIIIIP!!!
There was now a large gaping hole in the back of her panties, giving me a clear view of her asscrack, which I slapped again for full measure. Smirking, I pulled the tear forward, the ripping sound continuing, until finally it tore right up the front of the panties. I could now see her gleaming wet marehood in all its glory. One snap and the waistband broke, and I threw the discarded panties aside, then held her by the flanks and bent forward.
“Let me test the waters,” I said and gave a nice, long lick to the front of her pussy.
The now familiar gasp sounded up again, closely followed by a muffled moan as she covered her mouth once more. I was right on track, bringing her close to a new orgasm. Strange enough, she tasted like… apples? Huh. Weird. Then again, living on an apple farm and eating a diet of mostly apples will do that to you. Not that I was complaining, of course!
So I looked up at Apple Bloom and smiled, and then practically buried my face in her crotch, licking between her folds and probing her with my tongue. From the little I could see, she threw her head back, moaning up in pleasure, then her left hand found its way on my head, making me eat her out more.
“Oh gosh, please don’t stop!” she moaned, almost losing herself to the pleasure.
Pfft, as if I was gonna stop? No, I wouldn’t do that until I gave her the time of her life--or until Big Mac came in and beat me up for messing with her sister, whichever one came first. So I licked her marehood as much as I could, stretching my tongue to get every part that could give her pleasure, and then I found it. The mythical G-spot. I focused on that for a while now.
Squirming and little moans, as well as an increased breath rate showed me that I was doing alright. She seemed to bite on her finger again, and if I wasn’t mistaken, her eyes crossed in pleasure, which could only mean…
“Hnnnhhhhaaahh!!”
Bingo. She came again. I’d done my job well, now I lapped up her love juices as they flowed throughout her marehood. After I was done, I lowered her body back to where it was before. Then I repositioned myself on top of her and stared deeply into her eyes, as she stared back. Both of us stayed like this for several seconds, until I finally spoke.
“Apple Bloom,” I began, “are you sure you want to go all the way with this? I doubt I’ll get you pregnant, because we’re different species, but at the same time it will be really painful…”
Of course, my raging hard-on wasn’t thinking of her thoughts at all. All it was thinking was, I wish I wasn’t restrained by this dumb fabric, and hit my target!
First she just stared for a few more seconds, then she nodded, gaining an evilish grin.
“No more stallin’… take me… now…” she told me, leaning in for a quick kiss, which I gave back. This was the deciding moment!
Before I could act, however, she pushed me back, onto the bed, on my back, and climbed on top of me.
“Git those boxers of yours off of ya!” she commanded, only wanting to finally have herself filled.
At first surprised by her sudden move, I then grinned too. “Right away, ma’am!” I gave her a mock salute and pulled my boxers down, kicking them off my feet and letting my erection stand at full mast.
“Ready for duty! The question is, are you?” I wiggled my eyebrows at her.
“Awww, come ooon, Michael!” she replied, blushing, then lowered herself above my shaft. “Ah… Ah don’t know how to, uh… start it…” She sounded a bit afraid.
“Uhm… err, okay, just, uh, slowly guide it in…” I placed one of my hands on her hip, and the other on my dick, positioning it to the right angle. “And just sliiiiide down. As I said, it’ll be painful at first.”
“Mh-hmm…” she nodded, lowering herself more, right until her second set of lips touched the tip of my boner, wetting it somewhat.
“So Ah just… let it in…? Sis always told me that Ah could avoid the pain if I did the things quickly!” Before I could say anything, she--
SCHLIIICK!
“A-ahn!…”
She slid down completely, making me bottom her out in one go. Surprising enough, she didn’t make any sign of being in too much pain. This was surprising to me; I figured this would be quite painful to her, sliding in and breaking her hymen, but she seemed okay with it.
“Whoahoho! Now…” I moved both of my hands to grab her flanks. “Now I think you’re supposed to start moving your hips up and down, riding on it.”
Then again, my experience in sex consisted mostly of close-ups and fake orgasms online… but I was still technically talking from experience!
“Mm-hmm…”
She nodded and moved her hips forward as instructed, and I could feel my member sliding in and out of her slowly. Looking down at her crotch, I could also see the presence of some blood. So she really did it and it didn’t hurt her. Tough girl, I should congratulate her about it later.
“Gooood, now, start moving them faster.”
To help her, I guided her hips up and down with my hands, though truthfully I was no more experienced in this than she. But making such movements wasn’t too difficult for her; she followed my instructions, sliding back and forth in an increasing rate.
“This feels funny…” She closed her eyes. Nevertheless, I didn’t let go of her hips, mainly because I loved groping them.
“I’m sure you’ll get used to it… oh wow…” This felt good to me; after fingering her, licking her pussy, and playing with her tits, my member was aching, so this was a huge relief.
Yet another moan escaped Bloom’s lips. Her tempo increased drastically, like the gears changing in a race car! She went faster and faster, and in a few seconds, the bed was creaking under us. Boy, she got into it quickly! And I did too; I moved my pelvis forward to help with the rhythm. I desperately hoped I wouldn’t cum too soon, but even if I did, I had more than made up for it with lots of foreplay. Meanwhile, my hands left her hips, moved up her body, and grabbed onto her tits as they jiggled up and down.
“The nipples, please…” she begged when she felt me touch her bouncy breasts.
I couldn’t say no to that, so I reached up and squeezed her left nipple in between my right thumb and index finger, and did the same with her right nipple, making her moan out again. At this moment, I realized that maaaaybe we were a little bit too loud.
“Uh, we should probably keep it down,” I said quietly.
“Mnnh?”
She couldn’t open her eyes to look at me, due to my handiwork with her nipples. But it didn’t matter anyway, for at that moment, a loud Knock-knock! came from the door. Shit, I wasn’t quick enough!
“Apple Bloom?” Big Mac’s unmistakable baritone voice sounded up. My head suddenly turned to the door, and I let go of Apple Bloom’s nipples, as the doorknob started to jiggle.
“D-don’t come in!” I called to Mac, but it was too late.
The door opened fully, revealing not just Big Mac but Applejack as well. Mac’s eyes went wide as he stared at us, frozen in place. Needless to say, Applejack was quite surprised too.
“What in tarnation?!” she cried.
Apple Bloom scaredly turned her head to look at her older siblings. We had stopped at this point, but we were still in position, and I’m sure I was blushing greatly.
“It’s not what you… ahhh, think!” I shouted… which, in hindsight, was a stupid thing to say because it was exactly what they thought, and what they saw. There was no real way to explain this.
Applejack awkwardly tugged at the collar of her pajama shirt, bearing a shocked and somewhat angered look on her face, as well as a blush so strong, she was redder than Big Mac! In fact, Mac’s face began to go pale. With each second he lost a shade of his natural redness.
“Big Mac?” Apple Bloom quietly quietly asked, her heart rate skyrocketing in a second.
The big guy went almost completely white. How was it possible, I do not know. Then he slowly bowed his head, not saying a word, which wasn’t really unusual of him, actually. Applejack also silently bowed her head, and I became worried.
Now, there was only one of two things I figured Big Mac and Applejack could have done. The first was that they could beat me up and tell me not to do this again, but there would be no long-lasting repercussions, which is what I expected. The other was that they could pack up my things, send me off the farm with nowhere to go, and keep Apple Bloom away from me at all costs, and that was the less likeable of the options. But when Applejack finally began talking, there was a third possibility I didn’t count upon.
“So… it finally happened, didn’t it?” Applejack looked up at me. I raised an eyebrow. What was she doing?
“Ah expected that you an’ my sister’d do this,” she continued, “but Ah just didn’t know when it’d happ’n.” Her glance shifted to Apple Bloom now.
“Don’t be so s’prised, Apple Bloom. Ah’ve seen th’ way ya look at ’im, yer reactions when ’e talked an’ everything. An’ honestly, when Ah’m in heat, Ah have a hard time holdin’ myself back.”
“And ’bout it,” Big Mac joined in, looking up again, with the colors returning to his face. “Ah’m glad yer the one that took ’er. Not some bas’ard colts Ah don’t know.” He looked at Applejack. “But we kno’ you, Michael. Yer family,” he finished, nodding to it all.
“So… we won’t be punished?” Apple Bloom asked, not believing what she heard--and I didn’t either. “Fer real?”
Applejack nodded, smiling nervously, though averting her eyes and her face returning to orange.
“No punishments fer real. Though… next time, could y’all put up a sign on th’ door or somethin’?”
And with that, she turned to Mac. “We should let Apple Bloom and Michael finish up…” She yawned. “Jus’… jus’ go t’ sleep soon; you have homework t’morrow.” And she turned around and headed out the door, yawning.
“Be gentl’ with ’er.” Big Mac added, stepping back and closing the door behind him. This left the two of us alone, and in an awkward silence. I blinked a few times, baffled about what had just happened.
“Well,” I said, finally breaking the silence. “That happened.”
There really wasn’t much else to say to that, until Apple Bloom lowered her head down to mine, gave me another kiss, then looked down into my eyes.
“Ah dun’ care ’bout homework,” she told me. “All Ah want is you!”
She resumed the previous grinding. This was all it took to get me back into the mood. I smirked at her.
“Good, wouldn’t wanna give me blue balls, now would you?”
I playfully twisted her right nipple. Apple Bloom moaned at this, then grinned back at me as we looked into each other’s eyes.
“In th’ words of a certain stallion Ah know: eenope!”