> A Hard Day's Work
>  by DS12
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> Chapter One
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Disclaimer: The following story involves references sexual activity between two characters from My Little Pony: Friendship is magic which belongs to Hasbro. This is your warning. Don’t like, don’t read. 
“And Ah said Ah’m fine!” Caramel heard a familiar voice shout as he and his fellow farmhands stood outside the Apple Family household awaiting their orders. He had worked for four years at the most magnificent orchard in Equestria, Sweet Apple Acres. He had made many friends with his work mates and with the Apple Family themselves. He’d often find himself helping Big Macintosh out in the fields, packing jars of jam with Granny Smith or keeping up Applebloom as she and her friends got into mischief. “And that’s final!” And of course Applejack. He rarely worked with her as she acted on her own most of the time, but she was the foremare and made sure he and his colleagues got their work done, or in his case done with the minimum amount of damage. 
He watched as Applejack and her big brother, who was carrying a packed saddle bag, walked out of the house. To say that most of the eyes were on Applejack would have been an understatement. She was one the prettiest mares Caramel had ever seen, her golden mane and tail which reflected the beauty of the sun with every movement; her orange coat seemed perfect when matched with her piercing emerald eyes and her face was dotted with cute freckles that made her seem soft despite her gruff attitude. It also went without saying that her body was perfect. Not an ounce of fat to disrupt her toned and tight figure that flared out and into the most heavenly flanks he’d ever had the chance to lay eyes on. He wouldn’t call himself an ass stallion but he would love nothing more than to smack them with his hoof just once. 
“Now I’m just looking out fer safety is all.” Big Mac said. He’d always been a stallion of few words and hear him speak more than one word was enough to startle a pony who’d only ever heard his signature catch phrase. 
“Are you implying something about yer little sister?” Applejack shouted, causing Big Mac to recoil. Caramel noticed that something seemed odd about the mare. Her back legs seemed a little weak and her eyes seemed to be scanning the farmhands rather than meeting the gaze of her older brother. Also Caramel couldn’t help but notice a sweet smell coming in on the wind.
“Nope.” He said hanging his head low as if he were ashamed of something.  
“Now don’t ya have a train to catch?” Applejack replied now that their argument was evidently over. Macintosh’s eyes flew open in shock. 
“Eeyup!” he said as he galloped full speed toward town. With her brother gone Applejack let out a sigh of relief and began to address the collection of stallions. 
“All right you guys. You know what you have to do. I’ll be working in the west field. If you have a problem, deal with it yourself. I’ll see ya at quitin time.” The stallions began to leave but Caramel remained. He was intoxicated by the sweet smell. Granny Smith must have a fresh pie in the oven he thought to himself. “Caramel!” He was shocked out his thoughts by his boss yelling right in his ear. 
“Uh, um sorry Miss. I, um was” He stammered as Applejack just stared him down until he hung his head in shame. 
“Just git ta work, surgarcube.” She said as she turned to leave. Before leaving for his work Caramel couldn’t help but noticed that she was walking oddly…and stare at her shapely rump as she walked off into the fields. 
The summer sun beat down all across Sweet Apple Acres, but Caramel and his workmate Lucky had grown accustomed to working through the heat. Lucky would load already filled barrels of apples in the cart Caramel pulled. Caramel liked his job. It was easy going, stress free and for the most part foal proof. The best part being that he got shoot the breeze with Lucky and not get his flank chewed out by the boss. 
“And then the Doc turns to me points at her. And believe me man she got flank for days. A real bubble butt. I know she’s got a kid, but damn.” Lucky said as he lifted another barrel into the cart. Caramel just nodded along and continued on his way. 
“Of course the minute Carrot Top caught me checking her out. She slapped me right in the muzzle. I just know I’m on the couch for next few days. Week tops. But at least I got something to see in my dreams.” Lucky and Carrot Top had been dating on and off for as long as Caramel had lived in the quaint town of Ponyville. As happy as he was for this friend had a special somepony, Caramel couldn’t help but feel sad. A few weeks ago he and his marefriend, Wind Whistler, had broken up. They broke off pretty amicably but it still hurt to lose somepony close to him. His days had been filled with her as he thought about their time together, embarrassingly he mostly thought about their intimate moments. Except for today. The only mare on his mind was Applejack. He had always found her attractive but for some reason he just couldn’t get her out of his head and just with Wind Whistler his thoughts mostly drifted south. 
“Hey Mel!” 
“Yeah Lucky.” 
“You seem distracted...well more than usual. You still hung up on Wind Whistler?” Caramel pondered a moment to think on how to answer. 
“Well I’ve been thinking about AJ- “
“Say no more bro. I’ve spent a few nights thinking about her too.” Caramel blushed. Even though he was right Caramel didn’t want Lucky to know he had the hots for their boss, so he came up with a way to redirect the question. 
“Uh not like that. I mean…what was that argument about? And she was walking weird don’t you think?” Caramel asked hoping to Celestia it would work. Lucky pondered for a moment before answering. 
“Hmmm, you don’t think she’s…y’know?” He said gesturing with his hooves, which only lead Caramel to shrug in confusion. Lucky groaned. “Do you think she’s in heat?” he said now his face fully red, Caramel joined him. “I mean it’s possible. Could explain why Mac felt he should stay.” 
“There is logic to what you say.” Caramel said the idea slowly taking root in his head. Lucky looked up at the sky began to gallop away. 
“Come on Mel. Were burning daylight and I don’t want Carrot Top even angrier at me!” 
The two worked throughout the afternoon but Caramel was now even more distracted. He’d been around Wind Whistler why she was in heat. She’d fly off to a cloud and ‘relieve’ herself. He assumed that AJ would be too stubborn to take the two weeks off that the estrus cycle ran. If his thoughts weren’t already full of images of Applejack now they were there with a vengeance. He could see it as clear as if she’d been there in front of him. Her underneath him. Mane untied and splayed out as he thrust into her dripping core. She would say his name between breathless pants and pleasured moans. Her eyes rolling back as he took her to edge of infinity and he would arch his back as he prepared to…
“Caramel where the buck is the cart?” Lucky asked. Caramel’s eyes shot open with horror. Before he could even turn, he heard the sound of the cart crashing somewhere down hill. 
“Shit!” It was all he could say. 
“What in Tarnation?” He heard the voice of the one mare he couldn’t face right then shout. “Where’d in the hay did this dang cart come from and why’d it come crashing through the storage barn?” 
“It came from out my group ma’am!” Lucky shouted. Caramel tensed up, hoping that she wouldn’t think it was him.
“Caramel!” Double Shit Caramel thought as he heard AJ reply as if answering her previous question. 
“Caramel!” Lucky confirmed. 
“Well get it fixed you danged oaf!”  Triple shit!
“Yes Miss!” Caramel said as he hung his head low, not even noticing that Lucky was barely containing his laughter, as he made his way down hill to fix a mess he created. Again.
The afternoon slowly turned to dusk, well after quieting time. The work of cleaning up the apples, putting them in new barrels, fixing the cart and repairing the whole it made in the storage barn took up a lot of time. Lucky of course didn’t lift a hoof to help, there was no doubt he was already home trying to get back on Carrot Top’s good side. 
He finally trudged his way back to a small shed out behind the main homestead of Apple’s. It was there that he and the farmhands punched in and got their pay for the day. After today, Caramel would have been just happy enough to take a nap on a pile of hay as payment, but bits are good all the time. 
As he rounded the corner his nose was once more assaulted by that same heavenly scent he had smelled earlier. He walked into find Applejack sitting on her haunches looking out a window at the looming transition between Celestia’s day and Luna’s night. Even though she looked beautiful with her fully bathed in the orange glow of the setting sun, he still checked out her perfectly shaped butt before clearing his throat to get her attention. 	
“Huh. Caramel, bout time you got here.” She said her voice a little softer than usual. 
“Yeah. It took a while to clean up my mess.” 
“Wait you cleaned up the mess.” Caramel nodded his head and answered. 
“Fixed up the cart and the barn. And picked up the apples that I spilled. Most of them got pretty beaten up. Sorry about that miss.” 
“Caramel. All I wanted was for you pick up the apples. Me and Applebloom would’ve fixed up the barn and cart. Thank ya kindly sugarcube.” She smiled at him. “Ah’m sure you’d like to get paid.” She said standing up and walking past him to get his bits. As her body passed him he could smell it, clearly and fully. The smell of freshly bucked apples, the intoxicating vapor of a mug of Apple Family cider or a warm pie cut open, and it was coming from Applejack. His muzzle instinctively followed the mesmerizing smell’s source and his eyes shot open. The orange mare had her forelegs on a nearby table laying out his payment but his eye looked dead center at her plot. Her tail was bouncing as if to cool her body or the fan the flames coming from her most intimate place. She was in heat and he was feeling numb all over as he became entranced by her rump as lightly shook. 
“Well hear it is Caramel. Ah’m sorry I can’t give you any more but with the new taxes and the loss of a good chunk of west fields trees. Ah can’t pay you any more than…” She stopped as she turned around to face the tan stallion, his eyes planted firmly on her ass, but it something else that caught her eyes. Caramel quickly realized he’d been caught starring and jumped back. 
“Um, er, yeah. It’s been tough year on everypony. Thanks. Sorry for the delay and I’ll be on my way.” Said quickly as he began to reach for his payment, only for him to be blocked by her hoof crashing down in front of the coins. He then looked Applejack dead in her eyes, they seemed to sparkle or sizzle in a way he’d never seen but had only imagined on lonely nights. 
“Ya been looked at mah back porch, haven’t you?” she asked giving him a light flutter of her eyes. Caramel nodded knowing for sure that he wasn’t getting paid. He’d be lucky to leave her without getting bucked in the crotch. He then felt her hoof on him, not as a punch like he expected, but a light rub on his shoulder. “Ya liked what you saw there, didn’t you, sugarcube?” He knew that answering this question was a death sentence any way you slice it, so he gambled that she’d respect his honesty as he nodded. She ran her eyes up and down his form and a smile began to grow on her face. “Ah think your partner already answered for you. But thanks for being honest with me.” Partner Caramel thought, confused by her statement, until he followed her gaze down his body. 
To his horror he discovered he’d unsheathed. He had unsheathed in public, in front of a mare, his boss. He was so fucked. Not only was he sure to lose his job, and probably the ability to have children, but surely she would press charges for sexual harassment and public indecency. And without his pay he’d never make bail. It can’t be more evident that he was so royally fucked. He clenched his eyes shut in hope that if he’d open them it just end up  being a nightmare, but even when blocking out the situation he couldn’t block out the smell and the images of mare not a foot away from him. 
“hmmm.” She purred. Applejack just purred. Caramel opened his eyes at the sound only become more confused as he lost all sense of what was fact and what was in his mind. Applejack was bent over, plot and tail up and shaking in the air, as she was inspecting his member. Caramel would never consider himself a stallion blessed with impressive equipment, Wind Whistler and other mares saying he was ‘adequate’, but based on way Applejack seemed wonderstruck he’d must have been something to her. He watched as she continued her inspection and felt a wave of warmth move once more over his body as the smell of mare next to him began to take effect once more. He watched as she finished inspecting him and watched her lick her lips in hungry, lusty manner. He felt his member pulse, the image before him beginning to break the barriers of shame and embarrassment that had kept it from reaching full length and rigidity.  He decided to look her in the eyes and apologize before he made the situation worse. 
“Miss Applejack, I’m_” he started, but stopped when she raised her hoof. Her eyes began to switch between two different emotions. First a hungry, almost lusty need and another side he’d never thought he see on her, embarrassment. 
“Please.” She said softly, her face becoming red. “Don’t apologize, sugarcube. Ah’m no good at lyin, so Ah’m jus gonna be straight with you. Okay!” Caramel silently nodded. “Now it’s plain to see that it’s become that time of the year when fillies become mares. And being a mare at time means that certain…urges crop up. And though Ah did my best to keep mah mind on the job, Ah didn’t think about how Ah would affect a stallion working for me in mah…condition.” She paused and kicked at the dirt, her face burning bright. “Ah’d used to have my coltfriend around at this time to…help with the pressure. But he’s not around no more.” She said a bitterness and sadness packed in that last sentence. Caramel remembered hearing about AJ having a steady relationship for a good few years, but this past year they split. How could anyone leave a pony like her Was all he could say on the matter. 
He looked back at her, now standing, the brow of her hat hiding her eyes. “Now Ah feel horny as a three balled tomcat and Ah…Ah need your help.” Caramel’s eyes shot open and he backed up on his back legs and into the back wall of the structure, his member nearly at full mast. 
“Applejack. I, uh, I,” He had nothing to say. His mind was on complete meltdown and all he could think about was him and her in this shed rutting like no tomorrow. She slowly walked up to him and then, standing on her own back legs, wrapped him in hug. “Applejack. Please. You’re my boss, and uh, Big Mac’s sister. He’d kill me if he found out. And, and…” He tailed off as all his apprehension melted away in the smoldering heat of her eyes, before he felt her lips against his. Her tongue slipped out, asking him to the same. He did so, returning the kiss and wrapped his forelimbs around the orange mare. Her fur was soft like the spring grass and her muscles were like mountains, strong and beautiful in an intimidating way.  Her mouth was sweet with the taste of fresh apple pie. I wonder what she tastes like down there He thought, one of the few thoughts to break through the lust filled haze that had entered his mind. Their tongues wrestled for supremacy as their making out grew more furious. He tried to move and gain more control, only for her to roughly push him further into the wall with her warm, smooth, hard body. 
They disengaged, the need for air becoming too much for the pair. They gasped in each breath and exhaled heavily through their nostrils. Now more than ever was the air was thick with arousal.  No going back and nopony wanting to. 
AJ reached her right hoof down and grabbed Caramel’s fully erect member and lightly stroked it while shaking her trademark hat off her head. Even trapped in a ponytail her mane seemed to shimmer like a pond in the sunlight. She slivered down his form until her head was parallel with his stallionhood. She then took her left hoof to massage his now aching testicles. Caramel watched as she continued to massage him, releasing gasps as jolts of pleasure flew up his body. She then grabbed him with both hooves and opened her mouth allowing her tongue to flick at the head. Caramel groaned feeling her strong tongue move down his shaft and even lapping at his balls. She then pulled back to the tip. She looked up at him and gave a sly wink as she opened her mouth and shoved it in. Caramel tensed, still as a board and closing his eyes tight. He threw his head back against the wall and let out a groan as he felt his member be enveloped by Applejack’s mouth. He felt her take his length as far back as her throat before she began to suck on him. He entertained the thought of looking down, but decided against it knowing that the sight would no doubt push him over the edge. 
“Applejack…” He panted. “I’m getting close. I, I have helped you yet. So could you?” Just as quickly as the warm and wet sensation had arrived, it disappeared as she disengaged. He finally opened his eyes. He watched as Applejack used her hoof to scoop a bead of precum from his throbbing tip and lick it up making a satisfied grin. 
He got down on his four hooves again, his member now parallel to the ground with no chance of receding back into its sheath. She once more gave him a deep kiss, giving him a brief taste of his own salty emission that still lingered on her tongue. They once more disengaged. The sun now on its downward fall as twilight crept across the hills of Sweet Apple Acres. She gave him a sultry look before propping her front limbs on the desk, once more giving Caramel a view of dat flank. 
He quickly made his way over her; eyes were locked on target and drifting on the heavenly smell that came from her. As he grew closer, she began to wave her tail about giving him his first real good look at her slit. The puffy peach colored opening seemed to glisten from the moisture softly dribbling out. He quickly dove his muzzle mere inches from the slit, a warm musk overwhelming his nostrils. Lust began to push against his conscious mind as the need in both ponies became more evident, but he decided that rather than take her roughly that he should be a gentlecolt and please her first. Placing his forehooves on both her flanks, he stuck his muzzle in and began to lightly kiss the outer lips of her sex. She began to tense up and moan as each successive kiss grew rough and used more tongue. After a few moments he planted one more tender kiss on the now wet lips before thrusting his tongue inside. She moaned as she felt his rough tongue maneuver inside her, her tail began to rise and shake as he twisted and turned. He ran his tongue all around her moist passage, taking it out to massage her button as he did everything in his power to please. Her voice began rise with the pleasure in her hot clit rose. 
“Oh, that’s it…right there sugarcube…right there…YEEHAAAWWWWW!!!” She screamed as her body began to spasm and shake as her orgasm peaked. Her tight canal squeezed against his tongue as she released her sweet nectar. Though it surprised him, she quickly began to lap up her release. He then moved his muzzle away and licked his wet lips whipping off as much of the substance as he could. He backed away and too in the sight of the panting out of breath mare still high off the orgasm he’d provided her. He felt his member twitch becoming harder than he’d ever known it. 
“I guess you liked it?” he said. She turned her head back to look at him. 
“Now don’t get cocky. I don’t usually give in that easy. It’s…it’s this dang heat.” She said turning quickly as not to let him see her face red with embarrassment. He’d heard mares were easier to please during the cycle, but he still felt a little proud of his accomplishment. “Now hurry up sugarcube. I got more than one in me and your probably ready burst.” She shouted, her mind taking back control as she bounced her tail to direct his attention back to her entrance, still leaking fluid. 
Caramel approached her again and gave the slit a final lick, the aroma intoxicating him once again, before he placed one of his forehooves on the small of her back right above her tail while the other grasped his rod. He briefly played with the idea of teasing the organ mare with his touch, but she seemed to be more than ready and didn’t want to risk making her upset with him. He aligned the head and began to lightly push through her folds. 
They both gasped as he began to enter her. Caramel moved his hoof to where his other was placed and began to insert into her. Her previous orgasm made her walls slick and they eagerly accepted his length. She moaned with each inch of his cock being sheathed inside her. When he finally bottomed out inside her his mind became overwhelmed with the warmth and smoothness of her pussy as it began to tighten and pulse along his dick. 
“Shit!” she shouted, her mind reeling from being filled so completely by a stallion after all this time. “Y’certainly have the right stuff down there, sugarcube.” She panted. Caramel couldn’t believe his situation. He was balls deep in Applejack, his boss, the hottest mare in Ponyville…and she liked it.  “Y’know Caramel, feel free to move around.” She said knocking him out of his euphoria. He slowly pulled back before pushing back in giving her a slow and gentle rhythm as his hips met hers. She began to moan, finally feeling that burning itch being scratched. “That’s what Ah’m talkin ‘bout.” She crooned as he began to increase speed. 
As he reached a peak speed he began to feel a familiar tingle deep down in his balls. He was getting close to orgasm. He began to slow down in order to preserve his strength, prompting AJ to turn to him and pout. Not wanting to disappoint her, he moved his hooves over her firm flanks and he pulled out to about the tip, before slamming back fully into her. 
“Fuck! Yes!” she screamed as Caramel continued his slow, deep movements. He felt he pressure begin to die down as his balls slapped against her as his hips collided with hers with an audible slap. He felt her breathing become ragged and harsh as her passage began to tighten and moisten around his hot rod. He then began to softly massage her luscious rear end; he never wanted this to end, not knowing if this would ever happen again. 
“Oh Shit. Fuck!” Caramel panted out the walls tightened even more. Suddenly he felt AJ push against him, still hilted inside her. She pushed him back from the table as she humped him, forcing him to start pumping into her quickly. The sound of his body slapping against her toned ass was quickly drowned out as she screamed once more, her passage squeezing his dick with great force, nearly force his own release. He held tightly and deeply as she rode out her orgasm. Once she was done he slowly began to extract his rod, covered fully with her fluid which also dripped for her slit. 
“Ceslestia damn, Caramel. Ya still hard as a rock.” She said turning her eyes towards him. 
“I didn’t want to risk getting you, um sired” He said, his eyes transfixed on the sight before him. He could barely comprehend how hard his penis was; it almost pained him that he didn’t just release inside her. But he knew that it was too big a risk, no matter how much he wanted it. “I really want to make you feel good AJ. Just give me a minute.” He said sitting down his rump, his dick standing straight up at attention. When he suddenly felt her tail whip his stiffened member.
“No can do bucko. Ah got one more in me and then Ah’ll be spent.” She said resting her head on the ground and sticking her amazing butt in the air ready to receive his cock. “Now git over her and rut me hard, senseless…everything ya got.” She then whipped her ass with her long golden tail. “Don’t you worry, Ah can take it…sugarcube.” She said with her most sultry of tones. The sight before him was too much to resist. 
He mounted her swiftly. Her canal stretched and well lubricated allowed him easy passage. He feel into the same quick pace when he then slowed down, allowing him a chance to spank her fine rump. Watching the energy ripple through her cheek, shaking the three apples that adorned her flanks, flooded him with just lust that he was determined to make good on her offer and fuck her like no tomorrow.  He lowered himself in order to wrap his forelegs around her barrel and began to savagely drive his pole deep into her at an increasing speed. Their moans and groan acted as bass to the sound of balls slapping against her wet clit. Once more he felt her tense up and release a flood of juices onto his member just making it easier for him to pump harder and faster. He felt that he was close to the point of no return. 
“Oh gosh Caramel. Ah’m done. Y’gonna cum soon?”
“Eeyup!” 
“Well sugarcube. Ah know ya like my big ole country ass” she said, still out of breath after her last orgasm. 
“Eeyup!” he answered as he smacked her rump with his tail, not sure where this line of thought was going but he was sure it was going somewhere great. 
“Hay yeah! Well that’s where I want it. Jizz in mah deep crack. Spray it over my bubble butt. Glaze my sweet flanks…!” She shouted. Having her permission, Caramel quickly removed his flesh stick from her warm hole, gripped it with both hooves and ran it between her ass cheeks. “Cum on sugarcube…cover my apples with your caramel!” That did it.
“Shit. AJ. I’m…FUCK!” Caramel felt the pressure become too much to handle. He felt his eyes begin to flutter shut but forced them open so he wouldn’t miss what was happening. He watched as his member throbbed before erupting with his essence. Long ribbons of cum shot out and landed up her neck, on her back and most of it pooling on her ass. Caramel shot load after hot sticky load on Applejack’s rear, making good on her offer. He continued to stroke himself emptying what looked like a month’s worth of cum out of his swollen balls on to the orange mare. After a minute of sheer bliss he fell back onto his rump and was dumbstruck by the sight of Applejack’s apple-bottom completely covered in his milky white jizz. 
Applejack, feeling that Caramel was off of her, reached a hoof back to her flank, scooped up some of his cum and licked it off her hoof. She then turned, licked her lips and smiled. Caramel felt that if he were to die at that moment, it would be a happy one. 
“Well Ah’ll be Caramel. You do taste sweet!” She said as she walked over to him offering a hoof to help him get up. He was still a little wobbly on his legs from the hour of prolonged fucking and the previous day’s hard work. “Whoa there partner. Ah ain’t got the strength to get you back to your place. In fact Ah can barely walk straight after you plowing me like that.” She said still smiling at him. 
“It was, um, my pleasure miss_”
“Jus call me Applejack.”
“It was my pleasure, Applejack!” 
“Thank you so much sugarcube. Shame Ah have ta clean off, but Ah don’t wann have to explain to Applebloom about this.” She said as she took out an old blanket and began to wipe off the evidence of their coupling. “Maybe next time ya can take a picture, it’ll last longer” 
“Next time?” Caramel asked, his eyes growing as wide as saucers. 
“Well ya didn’t think Ah can go through this cycle without going at it with you again, did ya?” She looked at him. Caramel just nodded his head. “Great. Ah’ll be seein ya soon sugarcube. And really thanks, for everything ya did today. Your great stallion. Both out on the fields and in the bedroom.” She said as she slipped out the door. “Oh and don’t forget your pay!” 
Caramel walked over the pile of coins and placed them in a sack. As he made his way out of the shed on to the road back to Ponyville, he watched as Luna’s moon rose into the sky. The dry air of the day, melted away into a gentle breeze that cooled his sweating body. I can believe that I just had sex with Applejack…and that she wanted to be with me again. He smiled as he continued on his journey. He looked forward to long rest after a hard day’s work. 
The End?