Title:           Stuck in You (NSFW)
Author:          MindWave
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/s9irY5Qv
First Edit:      Wednesday 18th of March 2015 11:33:23 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Wednesday 18th of March 2015 11:35:26 AM CDT

>It’s that time of the year again when the massive Apple clan come together for the Apple Family Reunion.
>You had nothing better to do so you had volunteered to help out with the event.
>Besides it’ll win you points with Applepone.
>You’re carrying the final platter of apple fritters to one of the long tables set up in the orchard.
>Almost immediately it’s set upon by the Apple fillies and colts.
>You jerk your hands and check for any missing fingers.
>Laughter erupts from behind you.
>”Hungry little varmints, aren’t they?” Applejack sidles up to you, a grin from ear to ear.
“Yeah, almost took my hand there.”
>Applejack laughs once more and you eventually join her.
>Applejack pats your leg affectionately.
>”Thanks again, sugarcube. You helped me plenty. Went a lot smoother than last year.”
“No problem AJ.
>Her hoof progressively gets closer to your crotch.
>Hello~
>”You know Anon, there’s not much to do right ‘bout now.”
>Her voice becomes huskier than usual and her eyes lower lustfully.
>The hoof starts to make slow circles over your package.
>You let out a small moan as she massages your dick to life.
>”Why don’t we have a little fun? I’m feeling a bit heated up again.”
>You smile at her suggestion.
>You and AJ have been fuckbuddies for a few weeks now.  Her heat had made her ravenous so you two have been going at it like rabbits.
>Only thing was she would only let you do her in the ass.
>She valued saving her virginity for marriage.
>You would question her values as you violated her backdoor but who are you to complain.
>Ponies had mad muscle control.
>”I’ll be with ya soon. Make sure to lube up.”
>You practically run toward the farmhouse.
>You make your way to Applejack’s room and head inside the bathroom.
>Locating the lube stashed inside, an evil thought occurs to you.
>After discarding your pants and underwear, you apply generous amount of lube to your dick.
>Turning off the lights you lay yourself flat against the wall nearby the bedroom door.
>While you wait you lightly stroke your dick to maintain your erection.
>Soon you the sounds of hoofsteps come closer and closer toward the door.
>Eventually Applejack enters the darkened room, missing you completely.
>She stops in the middle of the room looking left and right, as if looking for a light.
>Silently, you creep behind her while she is distracted.
“Surprise buttsex!”
>”Huh?”
>Quickly you grab her flank and J-J-JAM IT IN!
>”GOOD GRACIOUS!”
>You would have noticed Applejack’s weird tone but you’re too focused on your dick.
>Was AJ’s ass always this tight?
>It’s actually starting to hurt.
“D-dammit Applejack, you mind letting up?”
>”I’M NOT APPLEJACK!”
>what
“What?”
>Now that you look closer you start to pick up the details of the mare you’ve just impaled.
>The mane, the coat, the cutie mark with three orang-
“Oh god, Aunt Orange! I’m sorry, I thought you were Applejack!”
>”JUST GET IT OUT!” Her usual prim voice is strained with the obvious pain she’s feeling.
>You make to do just that but this only succeeds in stretching her ring outward.
>Immediately she leans toward the ground and yells in pain.
>“STOP, STOP!”
>You halt your efforts as you try to consider other options.
>’Applejack wasn’t kidding. These guys are uptight.’
>Not now boner.
>It’s as if all the lube you put on was soaked up by her ass.
>Maybe if you get more-
>Orange remains glued to the spot, too much in pain to move with you.
>The movement sends another lance of pain through your dick and elicits another wail from the mare.
>You clench your eyes and inhale through your teeth.
>Nope, not happening.
>“Aunt Orange, you need to relax! I can’t move.”
“I c-can’t! It hurts too much!”
>Fuck
>As the flash of pain recedes you take the moment to inspect your connection.
>Your dick is gone up to the hilt and her ring clings to you  
>If it would deflate you could escape but the tightness and vibrations keeps you undesirably erect.
>What a vicious cycle.
>Boner, are you okay?
>’Can’t see shit, captain!’
>’Also it’s very dark’.
>Oh boner. He could always keep his spirits up even under pressure.
>Another twinge of her ass reminds of just how much pressure.
>Okay, you need to find a solution to this fast before you become a eunuch.
>Your gaze travels down toward Orange’s nether lips.
>Applejack always did get looser after she climaxed a few times.
>Hopefully it’ll work here.
>You bring one hand down to her entrance and begin to stroke the edges of it.
>Aunt Orange shivers at the sudden sensation.
>”W-what are you doing?!”
“Just trying to get you to relax…”
>You prod her pussy with your finger to get her prepped.
>Inevitably, her entrance starts to leak more of her juices.
>With that you begin to steadily insert your finger in and out of her.
>Orange’s moans slowly become sweeter as the pleasure starts to take the edge off the pain.
>Taking that as motivation you add more fingers to the mix, increasing the wet sounds in the room.
>Eventually, your free hand joins your other one in pleasuring the mare by tweaking her winking clit.
>Orange arches her back and shrieks as the sensations overwhelm her.
>The splash of liquids on your fingers tell you she just orgasmed.
>Did that do it?
>You try once again to tug your penis out of the depths of the panting mare.
>Miraculously you’re able to get an inch out before the pressure stops you once more.
>It’s progress but you’ll need to squeeze more out of her to get free.
>Your hands return to work, sending Orange into another fit of shrieks and moans.
>At this point she has lowered her upper body to the floor as she rode the waves the pleasure and pain.
>As your hands become more drenched, an idea pops into your head.
>You bring one of your soaked hands to the exposed part of your dick and coat it with as much mare cum as you can.
>As you massage her flank with one hand, you mentally prepare yourself.
>I’m sorry my son. I must ask you once more to brave those depths.
>With that you shove your lubricated dick back into her tight ass.
>Orange moans with renewed vigor, her tongue lolling out the side.
>You mumble apologies as you set your new rhythm.
>You enter repeatedly, reapplying her cum whenever your dick dries up.
>Inch by inch your dick is able to move freely, allowing you to slam into the bountiful plot in front of you with more and more force.
>At this point Aunt Orange has climaxed multiple times.
>Her mane has come undone in the act and she’s covered in sweat.
>The room is filled with smell and sounds of sex.
>Eventually you feel yourself reaching the peak of pleasure.
“We’re almost ‘Ugh!’ there Mrs. Orange. Just a ‘Ngh!’ little more!”
>Moans and groans are her only response, the intense fucking robbing her of most senses.
>With one final thrust you hilt inside her fully and plunge your fingers to the knuckle inside her pussy.
>This sends her over the edge once again and with a shudder she adds another layer of cum to the puddle underneath.
>With a grunt, you shoot stream after stream of your seed inside her.
>You two stay like that for a while, panting while covered in sweat and her cum.
>Eventually you sit up and slowly push against her flank.
>Despite your doubts, your dick slides out with a pop.
>Without your support Orange collapses fully onto the ground, knocked out.
>Even after all that her ponut clamps shut, preventing your semen from leaking out.
>Exhausted, you fall back down on your ass in the puddle of mare juice.
>With some effort, you raise your head to inspect your dick.
>Slightly bruised, your it slumps miserably to the side.
>’You know, while I was in there all I wanted to do was get out.’
>’But now all I can think about is getting back in there.’
“That’ll do boner, that’ll do…”
>You follow Orange into unconsciousness.
 
>With a groan you finally open your eyes.
>For a few seconds you stare at the ceiling, wondering why your ass was wet.
>It eventually comes back to you.
>Fuck
>You hoist yourself up by your elbows.
>A quick inspection of the room reveals that you were alone.
>Slowly you stand to your feet.
>With nothing better to do you set about cleaning up the mess and redressing.
>Done, you peak out of the room.
>Fortunately, it seems empty.
>Bowlegged you make your way outside of the house.
>It looks like you were out for a while, the reunion was winding down and ponies were cleaning up and making their way home.
>The lack of a possy of hick ponies gives you immense relief but also confuses you.
>You had expected…something.
>You kinda did just rape Aunt Orange.
>Did she really not tell-
>”Anon! There you are!”
“I DIDN’T DO IT!”
>Applejack gives you a confused look.
>”What are you talking about, sugarcube?”
“Oh uh…nothing. What’s up with you?” You smile innocently at her.
>The frustrated look returns to her face.
>“Where ya’ll been this whole time? I searched everywhere for you.”
>You arch your eyebrow at this.
“You didn’t check the house?”
>You were out for a while. She should have found you easily.
>”Granny had a bit of an accident so that took me awhile. Then I was goin’ to the house but Aunt Orange said you weren’t in there.”
>That’s…interesting.
>”Anyway now that the reunion is over you can make it up to me for leaving me hanging.”
>She lowers her eyelids seductively and starts to nudge your crotch slowly with her snout.
>Your dick throbs painfully at her ministrations.
>’Even I know when to stop.”
>Agreed.
>You gently push Applejack’s away, making her look up perplexed at you.
”Not now, AJ.  I, uh, accidently grabbed the wrong tube and it burned my junk. I washed it off but it’s still sore. Later, okay?”
>She glares at your refusal but she sighs in resignation.
>”Alright sugarcube, but you better prepare for a long session later, ya hear?”
>Oh boy.
>You nod in agreement anyway.
>For the next few minutes you follow Applejack as she bids farewell to her relatives, keeping an eye out for any sign of Aunt Orange.
>Maybe she left already-
>”Aunt and Uncle Orange!”
>Dammit.
>The couple approaches you two at Applejack’s outburst.
>Mrs. Orange is cleaned up, her mane back in order.
>When she sees you she looks away, a slight blush on her cheeks.
>Feeling awkward, you do the same.
>She mostly stays quiet as Uncle Orange and Applejack trade pleasantries, only giving one word responses.
>After giving each other hugs, the two make their way out of the farm.
>Aunt Orange is walking with a staggered gait just like your own.
>You can’t help but focus on her plot.
>As her tail moves slightly, you get a peek at her privates.
>You can clearly see a drop of your cum leaking from her ass.
>The sight makes your dick throb once again.
>’On second thought.’
>Dammit boner.