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The Oak and Iron was a bar that lay on the Southwestern banks of Ponyville. It gained notoriety through the whispers and hushed conversations of Ponyville’s teenagers and young college students for being the only spot in town where you could get a drink without a pesky ID. Normally, Rarity wouldn’t dare to dabble in such unlawful affairs, however, her return home for summer vacation has pulled her toughest of nerves to their breaking points. It seemed that no matter how much she tried to keep occupied with work and chores, it was never enough for her dear parents. As she applied the last touches of baby blue eyeshadow to her flawless visage, she took her focus off the past and set her sights and what the night held for her. Strapping her high heels on and checking her purse once more, she crept out the side of the house and walked towards the Oak and Iron.
As Rarity made her way towards the bar, regret blew her way as the rapidly cooling air drew her skin to crawl with shivers and goosebumps. She contemplated turning back and grabbing a light sweater to make the rest of the walk bearable, but just as she finished her thought, a jacket was placed on her shoulders, and a familiar voice holliered out before she could turn to see who so generously fulfilled her wish.
“Careful there sugarcube, you gon’ catch a cold at this rate!”
“Applejack? What are you doing out at such a time like this?”
“Ah reckon ah could ask you the same thing Miss Belle.”
“Well…let’s just say, things aren’t going too well between my parents and I. It’s like ever since we returned from school, they’ve been on my back like never before. I can hardly catch a break and I believe I am overdue for some me-time.”
“Ah see. Well ah won’t butt mah head into your personal time but I’d like to tag along if you wouldn’t mind.”
Rarity gripped the denim jacket closer to her body and debated the idea. Applejack surely wouldn’t mind having a drink or two with her right?
“Well, seeing as you seem so eager to come along, why not darling. I hope you can keep up with me.”
The bar wasn’t more than a mile down the road by now. As they approached, Applejack’s face turned to Rarity with a sly expression.
“The ol’ Oak and Iron huh? Didn’t know you got down like that sugar.”
Rarity rolled her eyes as she handed the denim jacket back to her friend and made her way through the double oak doors.
The atmosphere in the dated dive was rough and rowdy. The guests were a mix of middle aged folk trying to enjoy the end of a long work week and young adults catching up with their friends. The two young ladies sat in a booth in the back of the establishment, having already ordered their drinks; a cosmopolitan and two apple ciders, they began to engage in small talk. How their school year ended, how work has been, but their talks took a shift once family came up.
“Ah understand that your family’s been givin’ you a tough time Rares, I’m here to talk to you if you want.” Applejack offered as she set down her bottle and pulled out a small cigarette tin from her pocket, lighting the cigarette before Rarity responded.
Rarity sighs and takes a sip of her drink. “Yes, at first I didn’t know if this was an appropriate topic for our first encounter in a while, but you have been so inviting thus far darling so why not? My mother believes all the time I have spent cooped up in the house has been for naught. I have been losing much sleep over my designs and meetings with those at the university. I suppose the lost time with her and the rest of my family came to a tipping point with her and we had a bit of a…argument the night prior, and we have been incredibly silent ever since. Sweetie won’t even talk to me anymore! Our fight was so loud it scared the poor girl. Fortunately, I have completed all of my work for the next week, and as such I do not see fit to remain in the house any longer tonight.”
Applejack paused and took one more drag before heaving out her reply.
“Ah’m mighty sorry you had to go through that spat with your ma sugarcube. I take it you don’t wanna return to your place tonight?”
“I fear I do not darling.”
“Ah’m sure we got some space at Sweet Apple Acres for ya sweetheart.”
“Well, seeing as I’m in no state to say no to you my dear. I think I’ll have to take you up on that offer.”
By now the two were already on their fourth round of drinks. The alcohol was gripping them both intensely and after paying off their bill, they stumbled their way up to Applejack’s home. Rarity’s naturally flirty personality was heightened her intoxication, and she began to cling to Applejack like a lost puppy. Exchanging playful banter and laughter, the two felt something within them that had laid dormant until now. As they approached the barn right before the house, Rarity suddenly stopped dead in her tracks.
“You alright there Rares?”
“I’m doing just…fine my darling. You look so charming in this moonlight, it really is a complete shock to me that you aren’t a taken woman Applejack. What with your big, strong muscles and that…alluring drawl of yours. ” Rarity flirted, the liquid courage taking her entirely in its grasp. As Applejack took a second to think of what to respond with, Rarity took matters into her own hands and gripped the collar of the taller woman’s shirt. With their faces so close and their alcohol-scented breaths intermingling, the cool air of the night seemed to instantly heat up. An intense red smearing Applejack’s face as she thought about the morality of the situation. On one hand, the hottest woman she’s ever met is begging to take her, right here, right now. On the other hand, this is one of her best friends in perhaps the drunkest state she’s ever seen any outside of her family in. What would this mean for their relationship once they sobered up? Is this even legal? Would she be arrested for going through with this? Snapping back to reality, Applejack was staring into the dazzling baby blue eyes in front of her. She was reminded of the hold Rarity had on her clothes and the weight of the shorter woman being pressed against her. She looked down to see Rarity’s cleavage pushing up against her chest. Gawking at the sizeable breasts that were nearly spilling out of Rarity’s shirt, Applejack felt a tightness in her jeans begin to form.
Noticing a hard mass beginning to press against her thigh Rarity donned a smug look and pressed harder against her dear friend.
“I take it you like what you’re seeing darling? They can be all yours if you so wish.” Rarity purred and slid her hand between her friend’s legs. Applejack took in a sharp breath of air at the new friction and her mind began to go numb.
“Rares…mah folks are home, we can’t do this out here!”
“Yes I’m sure being interrupted by your family would just be the rudest of intrusions, no? Why don’t you take us someplace more secluded cowgirl? Unless you want me to stop of course, but where’s the fun in that? It would be such a shame if I dressed so beautifully and I couldn’t even be roughed up by such a delectable friend of mine.”
With unusually deft hands, Rarity unbuckled the farmer’s belt and slipped her petite hand in. With new levels of friction reached, the thought of saying no way near impossible in Applejack’s mind. The heat within her pants rising and her senses being overrun made Applejack search for a more private location. It didn’t take long for Applejack to decide on the Apple’s garage as the location of their affair. She suggested the location to the purple haired woman, and in a near instant, Applejack found herself situated on the tailgate of her truck. Rarity climbed up after her and sat upon her friend’s lap.
“As promised dear, here’s that little reward I spoke of outside.”
In a swift motion, Rarity removed her flowy black blouse and the matching lace bra underneath, letting her breasts fall to the sides of Applejack’s head. Such a state of bliss could not be met with words by the poor farmer, but a few reflexive bucks from her hips let Rarity know the excitement her gift had elicited her. Driving the encounter forward, Rarity slid her hand back into Applejack’s jeans and slipped out the erect shaft that had been threatening to rip the fabric if any more teasing had been done. A soft grunt escaped the blonde’s mouth from the sudden exposure to the crisp, cold air, she understood now that there was no turning back. Putting herself to good use, she used her left hand to massage and grope the bare chest before her and her right to clutch the fashionista’s neck and pull her in for a rough and passionate kiss. The dynamic shift was a welcome change to Rarity, knowing her advances had been accepted. Applejack wasn’t inexperienced, having a few flings here and there, but this was the first time that she had a kiss that was so deep and unhinged. The two stayed interlocked for what felt like hours before Applejack diverted her attention to the wet spot between Rarity’s legs. Feeling the warmth and excitement dripping through her thin panties, Applejack quickly found the right spot atop the mound and started to rub circles around the hard button.
“Ah! Yes, right there darling! Fuck!”
“Quiet there sugarcube, you don’t want the whole town finding out now do ya?”
“The princesses could see us now for all I care! I need you so bad Applejack.”
Applejack pulled the wet linens out from between Rarity’s thighs and cast them aside. She took ahold her cock and rubbed herself before trying to line herself up with the wet slit above her.
“Ah! You’re so eager aren’t you? I haven’t had my fill of you yet darling. And besides, a lady needs to be properly warmed up before getting down to business.”
Rarity slid back on the truck bed and instructed her lover to follow suit. With Applejack laying flat on her back, Rarity straddled her face and met Applejack’s cock with her own. She flashed a smirk at the dripping member and dabbed her finger at its tip and admired the long thick strand of pre that followed. Lapping up the bead of pre that remained, Rarity wasted no time in her admonishment of the large cock before her, taking the farmer’s cock inch by inch until she worked herself nearly to the base of the 9 inch dick.
“Holy hell there Rares…you’re done this before haven’t ya? You dirty little whore! Fuckkk…”
Reciprocating the love she was feeling, Applejack wrapped her arms around Rarity’s hips and excitedly began to lap up her pussy. She felt the moans and muffled profanities through the enveloped member as she continued to make quick work of Rarity’s cunt. From the years of “alone time” Applejack took in her free space, she had worked up quite a bit of stamina. It would take just a little more work to get her to the finish line, but it seemed her partner could not say the same. Rarity’s sucking became more difficult and laborious as she approached her climax. To supplement, she took ahold of Applejack’s length and stroked once she couldn’t keep it together anymore. The frantic pants and pacing of Rarity let Applejack know that she was going to cum soon. Applejack glided her tongue up and down the dripping slit, eliciting her partner to shoot up and let out another heavy scream of pleasure as she came on Applejack’s face. Rarity collapsed onto Applejack’s body and panted, trying to recover from the shock of drunken ecstasy she had just experienced. Licking the juices off her chin, AJ slid out from under Rarity's body and took a good look at her partner, seeming proud of herself and the work she did.
“You have your fill there sugarcube? ‘Cause if you ain’t yet, ah have something else for ya.” Applejack snyed.
Shifting to her back, Rarity smiled and motioned for AJ to come closer. “If by something you mean that delightful little thing that’s eyeing me, then please by all means give it to me darling.”
Rarity was all for the taking now, but Applejack thought she was forgetting something. She patted her pockets and realized what she forgot.
“Ah know that we are both very excited for this sugar but uh…you wouldn’t happen to have any condoms would ya?” AJ sputtered.
“My god, what did you think my plans were for this night?! What kind of lady do you take me for? Of course I have some, I never leave the house unprepared.”
Rarity rummaged through her purse for the condoms as AJ rolled her eyes and mumbled at the news.
“Well that’s great but it certainly didn’t change what kinda lady ah thought ya were.”
Ignoring the snide remark, Rarity fished out the condom and handed it to Applejack, who struggled to break through the wrapper. After a short scuffle with the condom, Applejack finally got the latex on and placed herself between Rarity’s legs, lining herself up with the still dripping slit.
“You sure you’re ready for me baby?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be darling. You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this for.” Rarity flirted, taking ahold of AJ’s cock and teasing it against her clit.
“That.. will be a topic for a different time…you’re already driving me crazy Rares.”
Applejack grabbed the base of her cock and slowly entered Rarity’s hole. She saw Rarity’s face wince with a mix of pain and pleasure. At the same time, AJ felt Rarity’s arms wrap around the sides of her neck.
“You alright there Rares?”
“Y-yes darling, I just didn’t expect you to be so…big.”
“We can take this as slow as ya need sugar, ah won’t budge ‘til you’re ready.” AJ reassured.
Taking it inch by inch, it took a couple minutes for Rarity to get adjusted to the farmer’s length. They both heaved a pleasurable sigh once AJ was fully in. Long, deep strokes followed with increasing speeds as the two started to become one with each other. Their moans started in a low hushed tone before their inhibitions faded away at the overpowering pleasure. Raising up and setting a hand on each side of Rarity’s torso, AJ began fucking Rarity with crushing strength.
“O-oh my stars Applejack! You treat me so f-fucking good!” The squeaking of the truck’s suspension and rattle of the items in the cab and truck getting drowned out by Rarity’s moans that were closer to screams than anything else.
“Ah think we might break mah truck at this rate, you sure we can’t slow down just a smidge?” Eliciting a snicker from Rarity.
“Heavens no darling, I’ll buy you a new truck if it means you’ll plow me even harder!”
AJ liked her truck, but this new flame she lit with Rarity was something she liked even better. She could feel her orgasm approaching soon and it was quicker coming with the heavenly noises emanating from the perfect pussy she was inside. Rarity wrapped her legs around the farmhand as she pulled her down for a passionate kiss.
“Cum inside me Applejack, I want to feel your hot cum in me already.” The fashionista managed to get out through labored breaths. The intensified pleading and the vice of her partner’s legs around her hips was enough to send Applejack over the edge. “H-holy fuckkk!” Screamed the farmer, as thick, white ropes shot out from the tip of her cock. She felt Rarity cum at the same time, the pulsating walls enchanting her orgasm. She could’ve stayed in that state of bliss for the rest of her life. Alas, like all good things, she came down from her euphoric high and was overcome with a heavy feeling of drowsiness.
Taking her spot next to the exhausted Rarity, Applejack laid on her back and looked over at her partner. “That was..outstanding sugarcube.” She heaved while removing the used condom off her softening member. “I’m so glad you enjoyed yourself as much as I did. I don’t think all those fantasies of you could’ve ever compared to your true performance.”
Applejack discarded the latex into a nearby trashbin and pulled a cigarette out of her tin, taking a drag prior speaking. “Ah’ve been meaning to ask ya ‘bout that since ya mentioned it earlier. How long have you had these feelings for me, Rares?” Rarity seemed amiss within her thoughts for a few moments before responding. “I couldn’t say exactly. I think I have always felt something more than platonic for you dear, ever since we met as children. I believe my thoughts and fantasies of you truly were ignited in high school. You remember our senior year prom, correct?”
“Like it was yesterday, sugar. You were so scared to get up on that dance floor with me! Why you were shaking like a tree in a tornado! Ah ‘spose ah should’ve connected the dots sooner.”
“Well you better be thankful I fell for your charms, wits, and drawl as opposed to your intelligence then darling.” Rarity playfully poked at the farmer. “Hey! If ya think ah ain’t got no intelligence, how you figure ah ended up at the same school as you did, huh?!” Applejack readily retorted. “I’m messing with you darling! Say, you aren’t planning on spending the night in the bed of this old truck are you? A lady needs a suitable mattress for her beauty sleep after all.” Rarity asked as she took the cigarette out of AJ’s fingers and took a long, deep puff.
The situation coming back into focus, AJ looked at her watch and saw that it was well past 2 AM. She turned back to Rarity. “If we’re real quiet, we could get back into mah room before Winona starts a fuss.”
They snuck out the side of the garage and made their way to the back of the house. The lights being off was a good sign that their ‘activities’ didn’t stir anyone awake. Applejack led the way inside, but as soon as she and Rarity made their way into the kitchen, the lights flicked on and the two were greeted by a familiar face.
Big Mac stood in the archway with a stern scowl on his face. “Big Mac! What are ya doing up so late!” Applejack squeaked. “Ah reckon ah could ask ya the same thing, but ah don’t need to! ‘Cause the two of you were so loud, ya nearly woke up the rest of the house!” Big Mac spoke with a hushed tone, but the truth of his words and the booming bass in his voice was more than enough to shake the two lovers to the core.
AJ looked down with shame as the words for response escaped her. Seeing his sister filled with disappointment and Rarity overcome with fear, Big Mac heaved a sigh and walked up to the apologetic blonde. “Ah ain’t mad at ya or Rarity, sis. It’s human nature, but ya two need to watch what you’re doin’ and have some courtesy for others.” AJ met her brother’s eyes and responded. “Ah thank ya Mac, and we’re both mighty sorry for all the ruckus, ah think we’ve both had a little too much in our systems to think logically.”
Big Mac grew a smirk on his face as he continued to loom over his sister. “Ahh, so that’s were you done meandered off to huh?” He chortled “You’re an apple alright Jackie.” The two exchanged a quiet giggle as Big Mac turned to meet the still fearful Rarity. “If ya need to stay the night here feel free ta do so Miss Belle. Ah just better not hear another round of you two’s attempt at copulation, ya hear?” “I understand Big Mac, and I promise there won’t be any more of that from us tonight.” Rarity shuddered.
“There better not be.” Mac said, looking directly at AJ before wishing the two a goodnight’s sleep. The girls made their way to Applejack’s room to retire for the night. Once arriving inside, they changed into something more comfortable. AJ a tank top and boxers and Rarity, a set of two piece pajamas. Cuddling up together under the covers, Rarity rested within Applejack’s arms and peered up when she heard a question escape her lips.
“Does this mean that we’re uhh…datin’ now?” Asked Applejack.
“Only if you would like to, darling. I understand if you wouldn’t like to, but just know that I am all for the idea of us together, as one.”
“Ah think ah’m all for that as well, Miss Belle.” Applejack cooed and planted a kiss on Rarity’s forehead.
“So glad we’re both on the same page, my dear.”