>You hurry up and prepare dinner.
>Rain Dancer’s coming for dinner, which is good. Apparently Cloud Twister’s insisting they leave in the morning.
>You’re not sure if he’s coming too, so you decide to make copious amounts of food.
>Worst case scenario, you don’t have to cook for a couple of days.
>You hum happily as you cook and jump when Applejack bursts through the door
>”Ah got it Anon, alls I need ya ta do is sign.” She pulls a small stack of papers from her saddlebag.
>It takes you a moment before you remember.
>”Ohhhhhh.....” You say as you read the legal papers. “That’s right...”
>You read the marriage licence... contract... whatever.
>She was willing to marry you just so you could legally adopt Scootaloo.
>You smile at her, toss the papers to the side and give her the biggest warmest hug you can muster.
>You sigh contently. “Thanks AJ, we got it taken care of.... But thank you for being willing to do that for her.”
>She pushes you away and smacks you playfully. “Of course sugarcube, who’dya think ah am?”
>Your smile doesn’t fade, you give her a quick kiss before explaining what happened earlier.
>She’s happy.
>But deep down you’re kind of hoping she’s sad you two didn’t get hitched.
>You’re ok, you wouldn’t mind it, just not yet.
>”Uh, ya think ah could join ya’ll fer dinner?” She asks with a light blush.
>Scootaloo skips by, hearing AJ. “Sure!” She says as she sets up.
>You just shrug. “You heard her.”
 
>Applejack helps you with dinner and even wants to make dessert.
>Hells yeah, Applejack pie tonight.
>She’s even baking something for after dinner.
>Oh Anon, you so silly.
>Thanks brain.
>There’s a knock at your door and you check the clock.
>Yup, about that time.
>You’re almost done with dinner. Applejack turns like she’s going to answer the door. You put a hand out to stop her.
>You’re about to say something, but you hear Scootaloo call out. “I got it!”
>You smile down at AJ and she smiles back up at you.
>Scoots leads Rain in and starts showing her around.
>You greet her with a wave. “Dinner should be ready soon.” You motion to AJ, “This is Applejack, my special somep0ny.”
>She eyes between the two of you and nods.
>You look out the window and see there’s still some daylight out.
>”Hey Scoots, there’s still plenty of light out, maybe you want to show Rain your sweet tricks?” You recommend. “I’ll let you know when dinner’s ready.
>They leave and you hear the buzzing of Scootaloo’s wings.
>You turn to AJ, she’s not smiling as much anymore. “Ya see tha way she looked at us when ya told her ah was yer special somep0ny?”
>You wink at her. “Eh, I don’t care what she thinks.”
 
>You finish cooking and finish setting the table.
>Before you go get your kid and your guest AJ asks, “Big Macintosh and Cheerilee wanted ta go on a sorta double date tomorrow if ya wanted?”
>You agree to it. You know Cheerilee wanted to do this so this wasn’t unexpected.
>You call your family in and you all settle in for an enjoyable meal.
>It’s pretty low key. Rain’s just interested in Scootaloo. With good reason.
>Scoots fills her in on everything that’s happened in her life as you listen.
>You can’t help but smile when she gets around to you and everything you’ve done for her.
>Every time she mentions especially outlandish, Rain looks to you and you just nod or modestly downplay your accomplishments.
>But for every moment of modesty you show, AJ just builds you back up.
>By the end of dinner, you’re some great warrior.
>You’re also redder than a beet with blush.
>Scootaloo and AJ insist on clearing the table. Rain asks if she can talk to you in private so you two step outside.
 
>”You’ve done a very good job... Thank you.” She says with a half smile.
>More blushing. “Oh I’m sure I could have done better, but she’s turning out alright.”
>Rain shakes her head. “No, I mean it. Thank you so much. I thought and worried about her everyday. Seeing her with a father that loves her is great relief.”
>Well shucks.
>She clears her throat. “I do have a... personal question if you don’t mind.”
>You shrug. “Go ahead, you have every right to ask about just about anything being her mom and all.”
>You calling her Scoots’ ‘mom’ makes her smile wide. “It’s about you and.... Applejack was it?”
>You nod.
>She shuffles, “What are... Now I’m not prejudice or anything, it just seems a little... odd.”
>You chuckle. “Oh I know, believe me. It was quite a while before I warmed up to the idea.”
>She nods. “Is she good? Nice and all that... Just have to think about my daughter..”
>Oh she has NO idea.
>”I know I can count and trust her with ANYTHING. She’s the sister of one of Scootaloo’s best friends, almost like a mother to the filly.” You tell her.
>”Oh, that’s good then.”
>”AND,” you continue. “When I thought I was going to lose Scoots, she was going to marry me just so we could adopt her.”
>Rain smiles. “That’s good. I’m glad she found p0ni... people, that will look after her.”
>Before you go back in for dessert, you let her know she’s welcome back anytime. AJ promises to save her a cup of cider during the next cider season.
>You never really liked tears, even if they were tears of happiness.
 
>AJ stays the night, but no hanky-panky.
>You just don’t feel right doing that with your daughter in the next room.
>AJ heads out to the farm in the morning and you tell her you’ll meet her and Mac there. Tonight’s a double date with you, AJ, Mac, and Cheerilee.
>Scootaloo’s in good spirits this morning. Over breakfast she asks. “I know I never grew up with a mom, that’s fine. Why didn’t I ever get a brother or a sister though?”
>You arch an eyebrow. “You have two sisters, they’re called Applebloom and Sweetie Belle.”
>She laughs “Dad, you know what I mean.”
>You throw your arms out in an exaggerated fashion. “Yeah I do! You three are almost inseparable. Remember that time you all broke the roof?”
>She tosses her napkin at you. “That was Rainbow Dash and you know it!”
>”Or that time you all went skydiving and we had to organize a rescue team for Sweetie Belle?”
>Scootaloo laughs at the memory.
>”And don’t get me started on that rocket skating fiasco.”
>You dodge various projectiles as Scoot yells. “Ok ok! I get it dad.”
>When you both stop laughing you add. “Besides, why would I want any more than you?”
>She smiles and blushes a little. “Yeah yeah, I love you too dad.”
 
>You make it to the farm, drop Scootaloo off for the night, and meet Applejack with a quick kiss.
>Big Mac just gives you a nod. Good to see him so sociable.
>You all head out. Cheerilee picked out the restaurant and you all are going to meet her there.
>It’s nice to see her. Better yet, it’s nice to see her not hate you.
>Yeah yeah, you two are friends now and all. It just always surprises you that she doesn’t constantly want to strangle you.
>The meal mostly consists of you, AJ, and Cheerilee dominating the conversation. She’s particularly interested in the royal wedding and Scootaloo meeting her parents.
>You tell her everything... aside from that strange p0ny and his magical box.
>Hell, even Luna spun the story that Shining Armor and Cadence were able to land the finishing blow after you weakened the Queen enough.
>Just another heroic moment for The Knight apparently.
>Mac finally speaks up, but not to Applejack’s liking. “Oh yea, ah just remembered. That plow we got AJ...”
>She cuts him off. “Now now Mac, ya know we don’ talk business at the dinner table.”
>He frowns. “Fine then, let’s go outside and talk about business.”
>They excuse themselves and you and Cheerilee sit in a bit of awkward silence.
>”So, uh....” You start. “You and Mac sleep together yet?”
>Thanks brain, now I’m soaked.
>You have to admit dude, spit takes are funny.
 
>You wipe your face with your towel as Cheerilee apologizes.
>You assure her it’s fine.
>She clears her throat. “As a matter of fact, yes we have.” She states boldly.
>You chuckle. “Good for you.” you tell her, sticking your tongue out.
>She blushes. “I will say, he’s not as ‘skilled’ as you.
>Heh, ok maybe getting a bit TMI.
>”But what he lacks in skill he makes up for in....”
>You cut her off as she throws her hoofs out like a fisherman bragging about their catch. “OK! What’s on the dessert menu? HEY this looks good, I wonder what’s in it.”
>She laughs at you as you bury your face in the dessert menu.
>AJ and Big Mac return.
>Hehe ‘BIG’ Mac.
>Fuck off brain.
>”Whatcha all talkin’ about?” AJ asks.
>You awkwardly avoid looking at Mac. “Dessert, want dessert? I feel like dessert.” Damn, you’re an idiot.
 
>You all part ways, Mac and Cheerilee going to her place, You and AJ to yours.
>”It’s nice they’re happy together.” You say as you two walk under the moonlight.
>AJ nods. “Oh yeah, Mac don’ shut up ‘bout her.”
>You smile, “Oh? and you? Bet you ramble about me every chance you get.”
>She nudges you with her shoulder as you two walk. “Only when asked. I don’ go round kissin’ and tellin’.... ‘course lotsa folks ask.”
>You put a hand on her back. “Hey AJ, I know I’ve said it before, and I’ll probably say it many more times.... But thanks for being so patient with me.”
>She looks up at you and smiles. “You were worth every second Sugarcube.”
>You stop, lean down and give her a kiss “I love you AJ.”
>She blushes. “Love ya too Anon.”
>You two continue home.
>”If yer good,” She says in a strange tone. “Seein’ as it’s jus’ you and me tonight... We could do it some place we ain’t never done it before.”
>You think for a moment. “What? Like the roof or something?”
>She chuckles and shakes her head. “Nah ya dummy, guess I’ll have ta paint ya a picture when we get home.”
>You’re an idiot man.
>What brain?
>She means the butt.
>Oh.... OH!
 
>Your heart’s beating and you admit, you’re a little nervous as you walk home with Applejack.
>Why?
>’CUZ IT’S TEH BUTTS!
>Not helping brain.
>”Um... AJ,” You start timidly as you two get to your door. “Have you ever done this before?”
>She trots inside and gives a cheery “Nope, you?”
>You clear your throat nervously. “Uh, no.”
>She looks back at you with a smile. “Don’ worry Sugarcube, Rarity done told me plenty about it.”
>Rarity? Damn, would never have guessed.
>I know, right brain?
>You two stand there for a moment, awkwardly looking at each other.
>”Maybe we should take a shower or something first?” You recommend.
>She saunters over to you. “I was thinkin’ more of a bath.”
>She grabs hold of your pants with her teeth and pull you to the bathroom.
>You give a childish squeal as she pulls you all the way to the bathroom.
>It’s hard enough to get the bath drawn without her touching on you and stuff.
>Not that you’re complaining or anything.
>”Fine... FINE!” You holler with a laugh, “I’ll get naked!”
>She’s been yanking on your pants since you started.
>She takes a seat and grins as you peel off your shirt and drop trou.
>Once it’s full enough you slip in.
 
>She lays over top of you and kisses you hungrily.
>Your hands graze over her damp bod as drops of water trickle from her fine coat.
>Softly squeezing her haunches, she moans.
>She looks at you with a half-lidded expression.
>One of lust as she rubs herself against you.
>Gazing into each other’s eyes.
>Her mouth open slightly as she breaths heavier and heavier.
>”I thought we were supposed to be taking a bath?” You ask quietly  with a smirk.
>As you run your fingers through her golden mane she leans into your hands. “Can’t help it none, too dang hot.”
>You arch an eyebrow, “Oh? The water?”
>AJ laughs and smacks your chest lightly, “Was talkin’ bout you dummy.”
>You know.
>You pull her close to you, “You’re pretty hot yourself there AJ.”
>She nuzzles and kisses along your collarbone, making you moan and grip her sides.
>She doesn’t stop as you run your hands up and down her sides.
>You slip your hands around her haunches and knead that flank.
>AJ looks at you as your fingers run from the base of her tail down her thigh.
>Back up, you graze your finger across her marehood, making her shiver slightly.
>Just under the base is where your finger rests.
>She shudders again as you press against her hole.
>Not hard, not even penetrating.
>Your other hand rubs up and down her tan side.
>She moans as you toy with her, “Maybe we should get ta bed ther’ Sugarcube....”
 
>You two barely dry off and you carry your mare to the bed.
>You gently lay her down and she rolls to her back as you kiss her deeply.
>Your mouths devouring each other in lust.
>Your hand runs down her front, feeling her velvety soft fur.
>She throws her head back and moans so you  take your chance and nibble from her chin down.
>You keep going down her front and across her stomach.
>Her forelegs rest on your shoulders as you kiss up and down each thigh.
>Avoiding just jumping between her legs, you bypass her folds and keep focusing on her toned legs.
>Hands up and down Applejack’s fit body as she moans your name.
>You’re about ready to make another pass when her legs lock around your head.
>”Enough teasin’,” She says in that delightfully semi-husky voice.
>You wrap your arms under her legs and pull her towards you.
>Her chuckles turn into throaty moans as you lick from the bottom up to her clit.
>Her body gives a shake when your lips softly wrap around it, your fingers finding her wet hole and they slowly slide in.
>She’s so wet and warm already.
>Feels like her marehood’s made out of magma.
>You twist your finger around and run it softly along the roof as your tongue makes small circles.
>Her hips buck gently up and down as you speed up your pace.
>You take your chance and pull from her pussy.
>your fingers lower down.
>She stops, gasps, and looks down to you.
 
>You look up and give her a small smile, “Don’t worry, We’ll go slow.”
>She takes a deep breath and nods as you press your finger into her.
>She presses her head back against the bed.
>”Just relax,” you coo as you press your finger into her.
>You can feel her muscles loosen as you slip inside ever so slowly.
>Once you’re up to your second knuckle, you ask, “Is it ok? Does it hurt?”
>She shakes her head, “Nah, jus’ feels... different is all.”
>You give her folds another lick as you let her hole accommodate.
>After a minute, you let your finger start moving in and out.
>Her body shuddering as you lick up and down her wet folds.
>Your free hand roaming over her body.
>Slowly caressing from her chest up to her throat and back down.
>You pull away as a question hits you.
>”How are we going to.... I mean I don’t have any lube or anything.”
>Her head motions to your bedstand, “I stashed some in there last night.”
>Well.... Ok then.
 
>You open the drawer and pull out the bottle.
>Apple scented, of course.
>She watches with trepidation as you put a healthy coating on your member.
>”How you want to try this?” You ask. As lost as she is.
>She rolls over onto all fours and gets into a crouching position, “Jus’.... go slow... Be gentle.”
>That makes you seriously think about what you’re about to do.
>She’s always liked it a bit rough.
>Choking, mane pulling, a little slapping.
>If she’s telling you to be gentle, she’s serious.
>You lean across her back, tilt her chin up, and give her a kiss.
>She smiles back warmly to you as you take your position.
>One hand spreads her toned cheeks as the other rubs your tip up and down that puckered hole.
>Every pass you make, you feel her body tense slightly.
>You reach out and stroke her mane, “Just relax. Don’t be afraid to tell me to stop.”
>She doesn’t offer a witty remark, just nods and breaths.
>You rest the head at her entrance... exit... whatever.
>Stroking her back tenderly, you begin pressing softly.
>Hips moving ever so tenderly.
>When she gasps, you pull back and start again.
>”Just relax...” You coo as you try again and again.
>Her body keeps tensing, forcing you to pause.
>Just when you think you have it, as you just begin to enter her, she yelp and falls forward.
>”No.... Ah don’ think it’s gonna work...” She squeaks in a quiet voice.
>You immediately pull away.
>She looks back at you, “Sorry sugarcube... Just...”
>You lay down next to her and give her a kiss. “It’s ok, come here.”
>You pull her close to you and spoon her from behind.
 
>You hold her close as her tail flicks along your side and kiss along her neck, eliciting small throaty moans.
>A hand wanders up and down her thighs and she parts her legs just for you.
>With practiced fingers, you find her folds and slip a finger inside making her shudder and gasp.
>Your other arm wrapped closely around her.
>Your cock still rubbing between her cheeks, still slick from your attempt as your hips grind against her.
>She’s melts in your arms and moaning as she surrenders her body to lust.
>You pull your hips back and your tip refinds her virgin hole.
>You don’t press, just let it sit there, providing pressure as your fingers work.
>Her hips gyrate gently, every time she does she presses harder and harder back against your member.
>You can feel her giving way each time until suddenly, your head pops past her ring.
>She gives a loud cry and stops as her body shudders violently.
>”Are you ok? Should I....” You whisper in fear of hurting the mare you love.
>Her eyes are squeezed shut and she shakes her head. “No.... Jus’.... Jus’ don’ move none...”
>You do as she asks and you feel her muscles adjusting around you.
>After kissing up and down her neck, you ask, “ Does it hurt? Do you want me to pull out?”
>She shakes her head again. “Nah, it’s jus’ different is all... Go slow ok? Ah think ah can do it.”
 
>Your fingers between her legs go back to work, painting small circle over her marehood.
>She throws her head back into your shoulder and lets out a gasp as you move your hips in and out, sinking deeper and deeper with each soft thrust.
>She’s so tight around you, how’s she managing?
>”Halfway there,” you try to assure her.
>She gives a wince, “Only half? Ah feel fulled up already....”
>You give a chuckle. “I can always stop if...”
>She snaps and cuts you off, “Oh no ya don’!”
>She presses back against you until her haunches finally press against your hips.
>Her moans so loud, really glad you two are all alone.
>Again, you two pause as she breathes heavily.
>After a moment, you move your hips again, making short shallow thrusts.
>Her hole as firm and tight as you would expect.
>Every inch of you wrapped tightly.
>Her body bucks hard as you touch between her legs once again, as if she’s just been shocked.
>Your fingers swirling faster and faster matching the tempo of your hips.
>It’s not the skin slapping sex you two normally partake in, but you still manage an enthusiastic rhythm.
>You have to keep her body close to you to keep her from thrashing about too much.
>”Oh gosh sugarcube... I’ma....” She doesn’t get to finish that thought as pure ecstasy consumes her.
>Her anus convulsing, gripping you tighter than you thought possible, pushing you over the edge.
>You hilt into her deeply spilling your seed.
>If you had neighbors nearby, you’d be certain they probably heard you two as you both grunt and moan in mutual orgasm.
>You don’t pull out as you two ride out the feeling.
>Just hold close as the world reforms around the two of you.