Your Little Applejack
You are not going home. You had repeatedly told yourself that you were in some kind of dream or hallucination. That maybe somebody had slipped something weird into your dinner, or maybe that you had eaten a little too much cheese before going to bed. But no, this was your reality. From now on, you will be stranded on an alien world inhabited mostly by small talking equines, without a single hope of returning to your home planet to live with your own kind (at least most of this world's inhabitants were pretty friendly.)You felt like Superman, only without any cool super powers.
Hey, that's not a bad idea, you thought, I should tell everyone who lives on this planet that Superman is real and regularly saves people where I come from! They would probably believe you, seeing as they had no evidence to rebuke your claim. Or perhaps I could re-invent Superman as my original idea, and make millions in, erm, what was this place's currency again? Oh, that's right; Bits. You shook your head and sighed, deciding against both of those ideas after deeming them as too dishonest. Honesty was something you've always tried to uphold, which perhaps helped you to become so close to Applejack.
Applejack was a pony who you befriended shortly after she let you live and work on her apple farm, you might even go as far as to say you had a crush on her. Or was having a crush on a talking pony-like creature simply too weird? No, was your honest answer to that. Applejack's house had no spare bedrooms but her barn was comfortable enough. Or so you thought. Tonight it was raining heavily and large drops of water fell haphazardly from the wood above to the ground you sat on. You began to feel unsettled, not knowing where the next drop of water will land. Then suddenly, you felt something intolerably cold plop on the top of your head.
“Hey, you in there?” You heard Applejack calling for you in her familiar southern accent which you always found cute but never quite had the courage to tell her.
“Yeah, I'm in here,” you hollered back. With that, Applejack swung the heavy wooden door open with her hoof and strode in. She was severely drenched from mane to hoof, and shook herself dry. After she did so, her orange coat had become so puffy you couldn't help but let out a giggle. Applejack's head turned to the left and she looked at herself, at the realization of how silly she looked, Applejack laughed too.
“Haha, alright very funny,” she said, finishing with her laughter, “I forgot this place leaks. Wanna sleep up in the house with me?”
You stood up almost instantly and nodded, “Yeah,” anything to not be stuck all night in a barn with a leaky roof. You stood up, and quickly walked up to Applejack's side at the barn door. Her house was just a few metres up ahead, on top of a small hill. The ground between the barn and Applejack's house was being severely pummelled by the heavy rain.
“Run for it?” Asked Applejack, tilting her head up to look at you.
“Yeah,” you said, looking down to her and feeling a little excited, “run for it.”
So that's what you both did. Applejack could effortlessly outrun you, being the particularly athletic pony that she was. But she remained next to you as you both braved the harsh weather. You were wearing the same items of clothing you had the day you arrived in this world; a loose-fitting white T-shirt and skinny jeans, neither of which were very waterproof and water quickly dampened and chilled your skin after drenching your exposed arms. When you had both reached the front door of her house, Applejack rushed to push it open. You followed behind, having to bend down because you were at least twice as tall as anypony you had encountered; therefore their doors weren't built to accommodate your size.
Once the front door was successfully shut, you stood in the hallway leaning against the wall and panting. Your white T-shirt had turned translucent from the on-going downpour, allowing your bra-less breasts to become ever more visible. Perhaps choosing not to wear a bra this late at night was not such a good idea after all. Even though Applejack never wore a bra, you still felt embarrassed nonetheless. “C'mon,” said Applejack, “my bedroom's up this way,” she hinted towards a wooden staircase before trotting up it. You followed, leaving a long trail of water behind you from your dripping soggy clothes. Inside the house, you still had to bend down in order to walk, and you realized that your back would start to ache unless you had a chance to lie down soon. You wanted to get to the bedroom before it was too late!
Applejack, a few steps ahead of you, turned into her bedroom. After you followed her inside, you saw her looking at you with one eyebrow raised. “Do you think you could take those darn clothes off?" She barked, not sounding very impressed at all "They're dripping everywhere!” she said, not sounding very impressed at all Talk about culture shock, you thought. Nobody here wears clothes unless it's a special occasion. (Or so you're told.) And you were never naked unless having some... well, some private time.
“Well this is awkward,” you muttered.
“Huh, wudda ya' mean?” Applejack asked.
“I'm not exactly used to being naked in front of you,” you responded, trying to be as un-awkward about the situation as you could.
“Well you've never seen me wear anything before...” Applejack was sounding more and more bemused, you could tell. But you knew she was right, and gave in. Besides, being seen topless in front of your crush would be rather fun anyway. Especially if your crush was the sexy, majestic mare that Applejack was. Slowly you reached down to the hem of your T-shirt with both hands, and pulled it up over your face, then behind your head, freeing your chest from the tight, damp piece of fabric. Applejack, seemingly oblivious to the human female's mammary appeal, hopped onto the bed and flipped open her quilted covers. “Just leave that over by the door,” she said with a yawn, “guess it's time to call it a night. You comin'?” Seeing Applejack in bed made you realize just how tired you were, so you took a step forward and decided that maybe your jeans should also come off. It made sense; they were just as wet as your T-shirt, if not more.
“J-just a sec,” you stuttered, your attention drawn to the removal of your legs from two rather tight slots of denim. You hopped to one side, having almost freed one leg. All the while, Applejack laughed at how comedic the whole scene was. You were so smitten by how cute her laugh was, you had, for a moment, forgotten what you were doing. The question of whether you were in love with Appjejack floated into your mind. Finally! One leg was away, thanks to your technique of sitting on the floor with your legs in the air and yanking as hard as you could. The job was successfully half done!
“Let me help ya' with that, sugarcube,” you heard Applejack say in a kind, warm voice followed by the sound of her hoofsteps on the wooden floor. You looked up to see the orange pony grasping the end of your almost-off jeans with both of her front hooves. “Three. Two. One. Pull!” She warned, and so you both pulled until your other leg was clothed no more. “You humans really go through some hassle when it comes to clothes, dont'cha?” she chuckled. You couldn't help but agree.
You felt extremely excited that Applejack had helped you with getting undressed. Maybe even a little turned on. A little moist feeling growing beneath your underwear confirmed that, you were indeed turned on. Despite Applejack's obliviousness to humanity's norms, which you found incredibly adorable, you were glad to at least have a pair of panties to cover your lady parts. Not to mention that they were your favourite pair; black and complete with a tiny decorative bow in the top middle. You stepped onto the bed, lying down with your legs crossed to keep your feet under the covers. This bed wasn't made for someone of your size, either. When Applejack lay down next to you, and pulled the covers over herself, you scooched towards her.
“Is it alright if I stroke your mane?” You asked.
“Go ahead,” she answered tiredly. You squealed in excitement, as you did whenever she let you stroke her mane. You raised your hand and let your fingers comb their way through her soft and smooth yellow mane. Up and down, left and right. You loved to explore every inch of that mane with your fingers. Applejack moaned as you did so, clearly enjoying it. Whilst you continued feeling the pony's mane, she began to snuggle up to you and closed her eyes, smiling while placing a hoof around you and laying her little equine body on top of you, her marehood just inches above your crotch. To which you could only imagine how tight and tender it must feel. She nuzzled your lower neck, rubbing her little snout gently on your skin before settling down. Her warm body heat made you tingle a little. “Mmm, that feels good,” she whispered. You nodded, continuing to stroke her mane. Your hands began to scratch at her ears, which twitched. You smiled, and so did Applejack, as her long strands of tail hair brushed your naked legs. Applejack began to lay her head down on your chest, and you cradled her head with your arms while she lay there. “What exactly do you humans call these things, again?” She asked, looking up at you with her big green eyes which showed nothing but innocent curiosity. She prodded one of the mounds on your chest with her hoof, sending a prick of excitement down your spine.
“Boobs,” you replied, trying to be as un-awkward as you could. After all, these situations are only ever awkward if you make them awkward. At least, that's what you told yourself.
“Ah, they're soft,” Applejack giggled and smiled. She nuzzled your breasts, the tip of her snout, resulting in a small moan from you.
“Oh, you like that?” Applejack looked back up at you, wide eyed, after hearing your moan. It was clear to you that Applejack enjoyed playing with your boobs. You nodded. She continued, stroking across your breasts, which bounced back to their original place whenever her she finished moving across them, the nipples in their centre flopping lazily to the side. It tickled, causing you to laugh a little. Her little nose rubbed against a nipple, resulting in a sharp “aah,” to escape from within your lips.
“Sorry, did you not like that?” Asked Applejack, sounding a little worried for you.
“N-no it's fine,” you replied, “just a little sensitive. Y-you can touch or lick there,” you smiled reassuringly. But ’little’ was an understatement; the sensation of Applejack's small curved nose flicking and rubbing your nipple was enough to make you twitch and involuntarily moisten.
“Sure,” Applejack nodded, before lowering her head. The tip of her tongue met with your nipple, flicking at it. You moaned and clenched her back. Sensing your enjoyment, Applejack sank her face onto your nipple in a kiss, squishing down your left breast and rubbing your right one with her hoof. You barely noticed your hands were creeping down Applejack's back to her furry flanks, but Applejack noticed. She lifted her head up and smiling, pupils dilated. “I guess you can touch my butt, I mean, you let me touch your boobs,” her eyes drifted away slightly, still not used to saying this new word. You nodded and lifted your upper body slightly, grasping her haunches. “Mmm,” hummed Applejack happily, closing her eyes once again and stiffening up her body. Her face was now mere centimetres away from yours, and as she slowly opened her eyes, she must have noticed how close you two were together, because you both slowly moved forward until your lips touched. It was strange, you both must have mutually known the other's feelings and known what you both wanted. It was as though your minds were completely connected.
You held the kiss for only a fraction of a second, before Applejack giggled and kissed you again. You moaned in the kiss, your tongue entering Applejack's mouth and gladly met by Applejack's own tongue as you lay yourself, with Applejack still on top of you, back down on the bed. You squeezed Applejack's butt and submitted your tongue and lips to Applejack until she finally pulled away, from the deep kiss. “You like mares, dont'cha?” She smirked at the question.
“Well, I like you,” you confessed, failing to suppress a blush.
“Well, I like you too,” said Applejack calmly, rolling off you and onto the bed before swishing her sandy-coloured tail to one side and her hind legs slightly apart, yet wide enough for her marehood to be in full view. “You know, Applejack continued, I haven't seen yours yet.” She was right, Applejack hadn't. You thought for a few moments before finally thinking, what the hay. You shrugged, taking down your panties, pausing to lift them away from your feet, and throwing them to the floor. You turned onto your side, showing Applejack the already moistened lips of your nether regions. Her eyes widened.
You could tell that Applejack hadn't seen a human vagina before. Then you rolled your eyes. Of course she hasn't, you stupid woman! “Different from a pony's, huh,” you said to break the silence.
“Can I get a closer look?” She enquired, a little cautiously. You had no objection to that, and nodded to her. The pony's face illustrated absolute lust. Applejack's hoof stroked across the slit on your crotch, from the bottom all the way to the top, before moving back down. Your breathing increased and you could definitely sense a quickened rate of heart beats pulsing from within your chest. Catching Applejack a little by surprise, you lay down on your back and spread your legs. “Are you sure this is alright?” Applejack asked; her eyes still wide.
“Yeah, it's alright,” you whispered back to her and looked back down at your slick womanhood. Applejack, already smiling, positioned herself between your legs and began to strum you with her flat hoof, a little quicker than before. Her head was placed low down, probably low enough to smell you down there. Her haunches remained high-placed, allowing you to see all the way to her tail which was slowly waggling. Meanwhile Applejack’s eyes flickered with a burning passion as her tongue submitted to the temptation of your sensuous pussy.
“W-Whoa!” You breathed, looking down to see Applejack's tongue lapping in and out of you, savoring your juices. The sight reminded you of a kitten drinking milk. You moaned loudly which seemed to encourage her, because Applejack only slithered her tongue deeper and quicker into you. You were unable to resist pushing her cute head down, causing her nose to become slightly buried in your pubes. Her mouth, now close enough to your vagina, began to suck until her tongue finally hit your sensitive spot. “Right there, aaarg!” You managed, practically screaming.
“Mmmf,” Applejack responded, focusing her tongue on your clit until her face was subjected to a torrent of your cum, wetting her mane and fur.
“I'm sorry,” you said quickly, sitting up after realizing that you had just squirted all over Applejack. It felt pretty embarrassing, before being promptly reassured by Applejack smiling and giggling.
“Guess ya' liked that,” she said, sounding satisfied after making you cum.
“Yeah,” was all you could say to that.
“Well don't think I'm done with ya' just yet!” She said excitedly, before standing up, leaning off of the side of the bed and rummaging around underneath it. Her curvy orange butt, in full view, wiggled from side to side until she finally pulled out what she was looking for. On her hoof, Applejack carried a long, thick black dildo. But it was unlike any dildo you had seen at home. This one featured a wide, blunt mushroom-top, veins and a ridge near the base. You soon recognized the dildo to resemble a stallion’s member. It made you gasp in anticipation. Although you didn't think you were attracted to stallions, with Applejack you were willing to do anything.
“A-are you going to put that inside me?” You asked slowly.
“Ohh, yes,” confirmed Applejack with a wide grin growing on her face. Almost before you knew it, you were being penetrated by the thick hard artificial stallion cock. Applejack prodded it against the folds of your labia as it became lubricated with your natural juices before jabbing it in. You squirmed and moaned, feeling it deep inside of you. Then it began to vibrate, sending waves of pleasure throughout your body and catching you by surprise. Applejack didn't tell you it was a vibrator! Cocking your head back, you could feel it moving in and out. Not a single nook or cranny of your stretched vagina left uncovered and unpleased by the formidably-sized dildo. An almost mischievous grin still on her face, Applejack quickly pushed it in all the way. You screamed and felt your legs shake as more of your fluids caused the dildo to glisten. Mercilessly, Applejack held it inside you. You pulled Applejack close and stroked her. You two shared a long, passionate kiss as your second orgasm hit you. It felt so absolutely amazing you momentarily forgot that you would never see your home or family again.
You weren't quite sure how long it took for your breathing to return to normal, but it was a very long time. Applejack waited silently and patiently for you to finish riding in your orgasm's afterglow, after putting the dildo safely back under the bed.
“Oh Applejack, that was amazing,” you said finally.
“Glad ya' liked it,” she replied. You pulled her close in a hug and kissed. Neither of your tongues joined in on the kiss, but instead just your lips touching was satisfying enough. She lay her head on your breast, which flopped down underneath the weight of her head like a cushion. You edged your fingers across her thigh. Applejack moaned and lifted up her haunches. “Your turn,” she whispered. Your hands were shaking. You had never done this with a pony before! You slowly caressed her marehood, before allowing a finger to slip inside, then another. “Mmm,” moaned Applejack in enjoyment as you continued to finger her tight equine vagina. She lay beside you with her hind legs apart. The smirk on Applejack's face indicated her enjoyment from the sensation your fingers were bringing to her. You brought them in and out, rubbing and exploring every inch of Applejack's warm pussy. “Yesss,” Applejack hissed, her eyes shut tight.
Curiously, you edged yourself closer to Applejack's nether area, and licked as her increasingly musky scent engulfed your nostrils. Applejack squirmed the moment your tongue's tip met her vulva, causing you to pull back and look up at her. “Sorry, wasn't ready that time,” Applejack laughed and smiled. Nodding, you licked Applejack's vagina quickly without hesitation. With the nub of your nose so close to her crotch, you were able to enjoy Applejack's unique equine smell during every second of your pleasurable cunnilingus. Your tongue smoothly stroked up and down, coating her crotch in a new layer of liquid before entering once more. As your tongue probed deep, your lips met with that of the pony's vagina, and you both let out a long moan simultaneously. Deep inside, her warm walls closed around your slippery tongue.
You felt her hoof gently holding your head in its downward position, your face pressed on her orange slit. It felt so right! This far down, the pleasant odour of Applejack's sweaty butt radiated into your nose, causing you to hum happily, glad to have each of your senses stimulated by Applejack. You felt every single throb of Applejack's body, and every one of her long series of moans stuck immediately into your memory. “Ooh ooh aaah!” Applejack cried as her breathing intensified even more, giving you the initiative to lick in a more rough motion. Your teeth brushed the edge of her opening, before you gently bit down on the tender organ. “Waaaaah!” Applejack screamed as you felt her insides tense up, before laying her body limp, breathing slowly returning to normal.
You sat up, looking at her. “That was amazing,” she breathed.
“Yeah, it really was,” you nodded slowly in agreement as you crawled to lay beside her, and grabbed hold of the covers to fling them over yourself and Applejack. After doing so, you smiled tiredly at her. She cuddled up to your naked, warm body and ran the hoof of a hind leg slowly over your curved side, before shutting her big green eyes with a warm, smile on her face as she nudged below your neck with her nose. Applejack's ear twitched as she became more relaxed and comfortable. You couldn't deny; it was the cutest thing you had ever seen.
“I love you,” she whispered.
“I love you too,” you replied, and cuddled Applejack tighter as you drifted off to sleep.