Farming for Two

Written under an old name, will continue if requested

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQ9OWMsJBTk

Play rain under the song tune to your liking

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dtx3vQI1Rk4&list=PLE0FB143C2E02B665

>You wake up...applejack firmly grasped between your arms

>Rain still falls...tapping ever so gently on the canvas of the tent above...

>she still asleep....breathing quietly....pulling herself closer to you

>her head tucked in by your chest

>the large blanket you shared focusing more on the orange pony...wrapped between her legs...exposing yours...

>you wiggled your toes...bringing blood flow and pain with it...

>you roll to your back slowly...letting Applejacks hooves slide off onto the sleeping pad

>you lay there....staring up at the roof of the tent...listening to the storm...

 

>you remember the night before....oh god it was amazing...

>You've never experience so much lust and desire from anyone...

>her moans...her screams...over and over again...

>Jesus...

>.....

>Jesus, the world could have ended right now and you'd be fine with it...

>she kept at it all night....even after you both agreed to get some sleep..

>rubbing her body all up and down yours...grinding...letting all her emotions go

>you could tell she was happy..

>her tears of joy....acceptance...no..being loved....

>it was more than that though...

>she finally found someone that loved her...

>and not just for the sex...

>you truly loved her...

>you really do...

>...

>you turn back to her and hug her tightly

>she stirs...just enough to crack an eye...

>she looks for a second....

>smiles...and falls back asleep

>...

>you smile too...

>a tear starts to form in your eye...

"acceptance"...

"love"...

"even for me"...

 

>Its roughly nine now....

>the sun has risen...the rain slowing but not stopping completely...

>Applejack was awake now....sitting up and rummaging through her saddle bag...

>she removed two red ribbons...each neatly rolled around a thin piece of wood

>she bumped you on the shoulder

Applejack: hey....anon....you awake?

>you prop a eyelid open...and smile tenderly...

Anon: yes....

Applejack: would you...would you mind tying mah hair up for me? ahm a bit sore and can't seem to reach aroun-

>you grab the makeshift spool and scooch over

>you start to unwind the ribbons, placing the wooden pegs by her feet

>you start to gather her mane first...running your fingers through it...straitening it into a bunch in your hand....

>you tie the bow...making sure it looked perfect

>you moved down to her tail

>as you gathered the long strand of gold, she poped her signature hat from her saddlebag

>you comment...

Anon: wonder how you got all sore like that...

>she turned and smiled at you

>you gently rubbed a hand down her flank..taking extra time to release your grip

>she shut her eyes and moaned a bit....trying hard to suppress the fire that grew within her..

>you stared at her....waiting for a response...

Applejack: an-anon...later ok? ahm really sore..

>she leans over and kisses you...

>you pull her close and embrace her...

>the kiss lasts for a good minute or so....

>the rain starts to pick up again...

>you finish the bow on her tail....making sure to tie it right...

>you both lay back on the mat again and listen to the rain and thunder...

Applejack: ah love you anon....

Anon: I love you too....

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-7l6GNEhCA&list=RDDUAaDVmkQMc

Play song over rain...tune to your taste

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQ9OWMsJBTk

Applejack: come on anon! were gunna be late..

Anon: hold on... gotta do this right or the draw string wont hold...

>you carefully tied the safety string on your sleeping bag..

>Leaving a nice bow in the shoe string wrap, you draw your attention to the tent flap...Applejack was halfway through the door, clutching her saddlebag....a thin black poncho protecting her from the rain...(somewhat)

Applejack: we better head out before Granny or Big mac wonder wah were not back..

Anon: yeah...next thing we need is your granny throwin' a fit over you not being back...

>You unwrapped a poncho from your backpack and slipped it on...

>Everything was packed...everything except the tent...

>you were going to disassemble the tent and leave it behind to dry...

>no use in backpacking a wet tent 14 miles back to applejack's farm...

>Damn, the tent was heavy enough dry...

>you step outside... rain tapping against the plastic of your poncho

>you start to disassemble the tent.. pulling the tent poles out with applejack's help

>you fit the poles back into the bag the tent came in...

>you hung tent up across a piece of rope you tied in between two large oak trees..

Anon: all good to go...we'll come back for it once the storm passes..

Applejack: sounds good!

>You and applejack begin to make your way along the trail back to her farm...you take the lead, scouting the muddy path

Applejack: wait...ah...ah sugar..I

>you stop...

Anon: what is it?

>Applejack got closer...leaning in

Applejack: ah just..wanted to thank you fur....fur everything...last night was...jus...

>you reached over and caressed the tip of her ear

Anon: ...applejack...

>you kissed her....enough force to get your point across

Anon: I love ya...

Applejack:...

>she kissed you back...pushing herself deep against you

Applejack: Ah..love you too

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ik2663XcGNw

>dew collected thinly beneath your gear...Applejack's also sat soggy, not to far away...

>god..that hike out was brutal..

>a good sized blister had formed on the arch of your heel...popping a few miles from her house.

>Damn, it stung like a bitch...

>Good thing you didn't pack the tent...jesus...

Applejack: don't let the water run to much sugar...its only hot for a bit..

Anon: I won't...

>you closed the bathroom door and stripped yourself from your damp cloths...

>the shower had started to make the air in the bathroom humid...fog had started to fade the vanity mirror over the sink...

>you stepped in the shower...the hot water made you jump at first, but you dared not lower it...cold water was worse...

Anon: ahh...goddamn...

>you scrubbed yourself with some of Applejack's body wash..

Anon: apple scented....of course..

>you honestly didn't care...you needed to get clean...

>You scrubbed for a bit, taking a bit to rinse your scalp...

>you heard the door part a bit

Anon: I'm almost done...just give me a-

>she parted the shower curtain...

>her hair parted down lightly over her neck

Applejack: are you sure yur done yet?

 

Anon: well...no

>you smiled...not sure of how to react...

>Damnit....you tried to suppress your ever growing erection..

>She smiled back at you

Applejack: well....mind if ah join...? Don't wanna waste all that "hot" water

Anon: ...

>she nudged your thigh with a hoof causing your dick to sway slightly

Anon: as long as you don't mind...heh..

 

>She tossed her towel on the sink adjacent from the shower

>she gradually placed herself inside the shower...making sure to rub herself against you as she got in

>she backing her flank against your dick, swishing her tail between your legs and off to the side

Applejack: I was hoping we could wash each other down...if ya felt like it..

>you started scrubbing her right side with a hand...running your fingers through her coat

>your dick was probably the hardest its ever been in a while...it grinded up against the dock of her tail, pushing thin strands of stray hair vertical..

>you reached behind yourself with a free hand and grabbed a random bottle..

>you looked at it...

>"conditioner"

>you set it back down and blindly reached for the nearest bottle

>"shampoo"..."wild hibiscus" ....good enough

>you squeezed a bit on her back and placed the bottle back on the ledge behind you

>you started to rub it into her coat, up and along her back...

>you rubbed her all up and down, massaging her near her shoulders and flank...occasionally taking the time to reach under her and rub her belly

Applejack: heh...using mah brothers shampoo now are ya?

>you stopped

Anon: good god....

Applejack: what...?

Anon: ...

Anon: Nothing....nothing...just...

Applejack: oh....

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-tRdBsnX4N4

>It seemed to get quieter somehow...

Anon: well...I....nevermind..

>you went back to scrubbing....

>she spun around and rinsed herself off, getting her mane wet and ready for the lathering to come..

>you turned around and made sure to grab the right shampoo this time...

>"apple scented"...goddamnit...everything was apple scented....

>you thought it was pretty funny actually...like, why wouldn't it be apple scented?

Anon: heh

>you focused back on your loved one, squeezing a good amount of shampoo on her mane

>you started to scrub around her head and neck...taking the opportunity to scratch behind her ears a bit..

 

>she started to moan a bit....the hot water seemed to make her muscles melt her between your digits...

>You really started to grind against her now...occasionally prodding her near the top of her vagina...

Applejack: an-anon....

>you let her go, letting her rinse herself once more

>she spun herself around this time, facing you...

>after she rinsed herself from the suds she leaned up against you...

Applejack: your turn...