Lady's MAnon Ch4

>You stir in the too-small bed and wince as sunlight beams you in the eye

>Wait a moment…

>Looking around you realize that this is not the library guest room

>Feeling a form shift next to you, you remember where you are

>After you had seized the moment when Applejack had kissed you to deepen it, she had invited you inside…

>Other than another heated make-out session and some roaming hands and hooves, nothing else had happened

>Lady’s Man code says you can’t pressure a woman, so you had done just that

>You prop your head on your hand and watch Applejack squirm under the covers and slowly wake up

>To be honest you aren’t surprised that she was the first to make a move, being the most level headed of her friends; Applejack was most likely to know what she wanted

>Finally the orange mare lifts her head to look blearily at you before smiling

>”Mornin’ sug” She says as she nuzzles her face to yours

>You smile and say nothing

>Sliding out of the bed you take a look over at Applejack

>Already wide awake after only a few seconds in her feet and putting her hair ties in

>Farmer girl for sure

>She turns to you with an uneasy expression “Hey Anon? mind if Ah go explain things downstairs before you follow down?”

>Good idea, you REALLY don’t want Mac to stomp a mudhole In your ass thinking you slept with his sister

“Go right ahead, gimme a call when you’re done, or when I should start running…”

>”Aw Anon, don’t be like that, mah family loves ya, Ah just don’t want them to get the wrong idea is all” The orange mare says as she flips her stetson onto her head with and expert flip of her tail

“Right right”      

>She smiles a beaming smile and rears up, kissing you with those apple and cinnamon lips of hers

>”That’s sumthin Ah could get used to” she remarks as you break the kiss

“You and me both”

>She walks out the bedroom door, stopping for a moment to give you an adoring glance, then heads down stairs where shuffling of hooves could be heard

>As soon as Applejack is gone you glance at the window and wonder if you could make the drop if things went sour

>2 stories, you’ve fell farther to outrun enraged brothers and cheated boyfriends before

>The lack of bushes at the bottom worries you some however

>”Anon! Come down here!” Applejacks voice comes from downstairs

>Oh fuck…

>Now or never…

>Your feet feel like lead as you start out

>Never does confronting the family of a girl ever feel easy

>You walk down to the kitchen to see the whole Apple clan seated at the table

>A tense silence settles over everything

>”Well? You gunna sit down youngin? Or are ya gunna stand there lookin like a statue?” Granny Smilth finally asks

>What?

>You glance over to a beaming AJ who pats the spot next to her

>Wow,

>Much better than expected

>You smile and take the offered spot, as you settle you look around at the reactions of the Apple family

>Applebloom looks about ready to burst in excitement at the news

>Mac just levels you with stern look, one that says “Treat her right” before it falls back into his usual peaceful expression

>And Granny Smith…   

>She just cracks a knowing smile

>Never trust the elderly…

>They tend to figure shit out too fast and then hide it

>All and all, it’s a pleasant breakfast with pleasant p0nies

>As the meal wraps up you take another look at Applejack

>That beaming smile is still on her face

>Feels good to be back in the game

~~~~~~

>After bidding a Apple family farewell, giving AJ a long kiss in the process, you start out to town

>If you are right, then you have a few appointments today

>You pass the market and town hall to the west side of town

>A large rectangular building comes into view

>P0nyville General Hospital

>Walking up to the door, you push it open to meet the sterile smell of disinfectants and the sight of white, bland walls

>It seems to be a universal rule that hospitals need to be depressing

>You walk in and stop at the front desk, leaning on it, waiting for nurse Redheart  who is attending the desk to look up from her paperwork      

>Finishing a paper she glances up and jumps with an “Eep!” at how you got there without her noticing

>”Anon! Don’t do that! I don’t want to admit myself for a heart attack…”

>You reel back, clutching your heart with an expression of feigned hurt

“Redheart you wound me, I come here to see your pretty face only to be yelled at…”

>She just gives you a bemused look before returning to her work

“Are my appointments still scheduled for today?”

>Redheart shuffles though a few papers, reading one near the top before nodding “Just two, copies of their profiles should be on your desk” she says

>Light load today      

“Thanks Redheart”

>”Anytime Anon”

>You walk off to the east side of the hospital, passing Dr. Stable and the local dentist Colgate on the way, both of whom give you a nod

>Seems like p0nies had more sense than humans, putting all of their medical facilities on one building rather than having separate offices thrown all over hell’s half acre

>Walking into your office you can’t help but feel your mood die

>Going through your papers without a care in the world in none other than Dr. Horse

>As if by some cruel twist of fate, Equestria had it’s own real version of Dr. House

>Horse is just as unpleasant as his human counterpart

“Ahem”

>He stops and glances up at you with his eternally glum face

>”Something you want? A banana perhaps?”

>Yep, asshole to the core

“Ooooohhhh monkey joke, real original. But really, why are you going through my things?”

>”Berry Punch is getting over her alcoholism”

>Is that what he’s upset about?

“Well, yeah seeing as I’m counseling her though it”

>Horse’s glum face shifts into a small scowl

>”What I want to know is how? She was a hopeless case a year ago”

“Some human methods is all”

>”’Human Methods’ you say? Are you sure they’re not something…questionable?”

>What was he…?

>Is he implying that you would take advantage of patients?

>Motherfucker

>You scowl and point to the door

“Out”

>He gets up from behind your desk without a word and leaves wearing a smirk

>Son of a bitch…

>Just as you get sat down a knock comes from your door

“It’s open”

>The door swings open to reveal none other than Berry Punch

>”Heya doc” The purple p0ny greets jubilantly

“Always nice to see you Berry, shall we get started?”

~~~~~~

>A few hours later

“Remember Berry, moderation.”

>”Gotcha doc, see you next week!”

>You give the p0ny a wave as you write out the report on her

>It would only be a month or two before she can say she kicked her addiction

>Finishing the report and sticking it into your filing cabinet you stand up a stretch out the cramp that sitting for hour can do

>Might wanna go see Twilight is do-…

>You never told her where you were going the other night

>Shit

>Bracing for a shitstorm you hang your head and walk out of the hospital back to the library

>Walking back you couldn’t help but fell eyes on your back

>Glancing backward you see almost everyone looking at you and whispering

>More than a few mares looked angry or upset

>Did the news of you and Applejack get out that fast?

>Speeding up your walk you almost jog to the tree Twilight called home

>Rapping on the door a few times you step in to see Twilight with her face behind a book

“Hey Twi? Sorry for disappearing last night, kinda stayed with Applejack”

>”…I know…”

>Oh not that tone…

“Twi whats wrong?”

>”N-nothing…”

>You make a move to step towards her but she vanishes in a flash of light

>These p0nies man

>You sigh and walk back out

>Hopefully this would clear up soon

>Might as well see what Applejack is doing

>Walking down the road to the orchard you wonder how all of this is going to affect your future

>You already know that p0nies are too emotionally fragile to let you sleep around, but at the same time they would mostly likely not cheat on you, so it’s a fair trade off

>But still…

>The male/female ratio here is so skewed that stallions tend to be less than pleasant to mares

>You can say with no arrogance that even on your worst days you are far kinder to mares than most stallions are

>And being denied a potential love interest here as a female must hurt…

>Poor Twilight…

>Dash must be even more hurt if she’s found out by now

>”Anon!”

>Oh no…

>A blue blur drops in front of you, tearing into your soul with magenta eyes

>”Anon…Is…is it true?”

>Why?

>Why did they have to be so much harder to hurt than human women?

>You keep a pokerface despite how much it hurts

“Is what true?”

>”You and…”

“Applejack?”

>She nods mutely, still boreing into you with her damp eyes

>You sigh

“Yes, Applejack expressed an interest in me, and I returned it”

“Dash, are you alright?”

>She turns away

>”Y-yeah, fine…I-I’m happy for you guys Anon…”

>Before you can say anything else she rockets away into the sky, becoming a dot in hardly a second

>You hang your head and continue on

>Coming up on the farm you see Applejack and Mac wrapping it up for the day, taking the last of the apples to the barn

>You wait leaning on a tree for them to finish

>When all is said and done Applejack rushes up to you

>”Anon!” she cries joyfully as she presses herself into your side

>Grinning, you feel the regret of confronting Twilight and Rainbow disappear as you wrap an arm around the orange mare

>Correction, YOUR orange mare

>This might just work out

~~~One Week later~~~

>It’s been one week since your relationship with Applejack started

>In that time, you had managed to find an ok house and now you’re just waiting for the paperwork to go though before you can live in it

>As you had guessed, mares are much better company than human women

>Applejack had become closer to you in a week than any of your old girlfriends or lovers had ever done

>You found yourself hanging around the farm more and more

>Also in the week, You and Celestia had traded more letters, much to Spike’s chagrin

>It had gotten to the point where you had gotten an instant photo camera to send her pictures like she has been to you

>You knew this was going to end badly

>But you had a hard time resisting sticking the camera down your pants

>”I came” was the simple response you got for that photo

>You break out of your thoughts as Applejack comes and settles herself next to you under one of her many trees

>Looks like they were done for the day

>”Whatcha thinkin’ bout sug?”

“You of course”

>”If that ain’t cheesy…” but she doesn’t object when you pull her onto your lap and hold her close, running your fingers through her mane

>She sighs contently snuggles up to you, a soft smile on her face

>This is what you lived for    

>Being the center of someone else’s life

>Very little felt better

>For the longest time you sat there, you and her happy to just be together

>”Sometimes Ah wonder what Ah did to deserve ya Anon” she mutters

>You smile, how AJ was not taken before you got here you will never know

>You can’t help but let your mind wander…

>Maybe you should?

>You can’t see AJ saying no…

>You run your hand through her mane, going a little lower each time

>Finally you hand leaves it and trails lightly over her back

>AJ shifts some but says nothing

>Even lower, you trail a finger slowly down to her toned and firm flank, tracing the nearest apple of her cutie mark

>Applejack opens her eyes and looks up at you, her face steadily turning red “Anon? what are ya-“

>She gasps mid-sentence as you slide your hand back further, down under her tail and brushing her marehood with a feather light touch

>”A-anon, are…are ya gunna…” she trails off

“Only of you want to, we don’t have to”

>She squirms a little “Ah…Ah do want to, but it just seems a tad early ya know?”

>Just a little encouragement here

“No one said we had to go all the way, but I won’t pressure you”

>She is silent for a few seconds

>”…Well, when ya put it like that…”

>Works every time      

>You shift Applejack around so that her back is against your chest as she sits in your lap

>Holding her with one arm, you slide your free hand down her lean stomach, feeling the shivers she makes and mapping out any points of interest on her, spots where she reacted from your touch

>On the way you encounter 2 bumps in her lower stomach

>That’s right, equines have crotchboobs

>In that case…

>You take your other arm and bring it down to the lumps with your other hand

>Slowly you begin to trace around them with your thumbs, drawing a pleasured exhale from Applejack

>You place your hands over the mounds and gently knead them, occasionally taking a moment to tweak the small pink nipples poking out of her fur

>Applejack throws her head back onto your shoulder, panting and looking like she is already halfway there

>You thought you read somewhere that equines have pitiful sexual stamina, but you never thought it would be this little…

>You can’t contain your grin, if you could turn a woman to a puddle of bliss, then you just might become a drug to Applejack when she gets comfortable enough for the real thing

>You turn your attention back to Applejack, who is red in the face and bucking her crotch into nothing

>Using a little trick you learned, you make your hands shake like you hand too much sugar and press them onto Appleajack’s breasts, mashing the soft flesh down

>Applejack cries out and you hear a squelching sound near your hands

>She just came, just from touching her breasts?

>You look at her, eyes closed and mouth open, panting like dog in summer

“Don’t pass out yet AJ, we’re just getting to the best part”

>You keep your left hand on her breasts and move the right down, on to her soaked opening

>Just one touch almost makes her jump

>You bring your mouth to her ear

“Ready?” you ask right before nibbling tenderly on the ear

>Her badly stifled moan is all you need to hear

>Still working her mounds with one hand, you slowly slide your middle finger inside her hot depths

>She grits her teeth and tries to resist grinding into your hand

>You add your ring finger and begin to pump in and out, finger fucking the apple farmer

>Her slick insides contract around your fingers not even 20 seconds in as she lets out a strangled cry

>You pull your fingers out and pop them into your mouth, making Applejack look at you with her whole face almost ablaze

>You pull them out and lick your lips

“Awful sweet, as I suspected”

>Applejack doesn’t get to say anything as you plunge them back in, pumping even harder

>Not even trying to hide it anymore, she grinds and bucks into your hand, breathing hard

>It might not pay to stay out here to long where somep0ny might see…

>Best finish her off soon

>But you are going to do it memorably

>If this went well, then she would doubtlessly come back for more

>You wonder what she would be like if you denied her sometime in the future

>Applerape?

>You cracked a grin

>Back to what you were doing

>Pumping fast and hard, you bring her right to the brink, right before you rub the palm of your hand on her clit as you press your fingers up into her g-spot

>Her mouth opens in a silent scream as a euphoric orgasm overtakes her, her marehood almost crushing your fingers as they and your hand were soaked with marecum

>You take your fingers out and look at the almost passed out farmer

>Letting her catch her breath you just hold her as the afterglow wears off

>”W-wow. That, that was…Ah can’t even…”

“It just gets better, trust me”

>She grins “Yeah, Ah bet it does”

>”Say Anon…”

“Hmm?”

>”This reminds me…”

“Go on”

>”What do ya…think about startin a herd?”

“A what?”