“Yessiree,” Braeburn cheered. “I’m glad you got a chance to sit back and really see Appaloosa, after all that buffalo business and whatnot. Take a good look, because it’s changing mighty fast. Ten years from now you won’t recognize the place. There’ll be tree lined boulevards. A big old stone courthouse. Marble fountains. Proper schools. More intersections than you can count. We’re gonna lightnin’ bug the joint. We’ll be a real shining beacon of Equestria, here in the wilderness. We’ll be a Ponyville West. Yup, everything’s looking up for Aaaapleoosa!” Braeburn neighed.
They were both sitting on the front porch of Braeburn’s little clapboard house, admiring the view of the town’s one main street. “Well, now that sounds plum dandy, cuz,” Applejack said. “And it seems like you’re really on top of things, so to speak. When this town grows, you’ll be in a real position of authority.”
“I guess so, but I try ‘n’ stay modest about it,” Braeburn replied. “Say, would ya care for some more lemonade? I got a pitcher back in my ice box.”
“I believe I would,” AJ said. “In fact, I think I’ll follow you in.” The horseflies were starting to gather around the porch. Both of the ponies retreated into the shade of the house.
“It’s been so long since I seen you, cousin,” Braeburn said, “it’s nice that we could have a chat. I was worried all the commotion wouldn’t give us a chance.”
“It has been awhile. You didn’t make it to the last reunion, didja? Last summer? I can’t remember the last time I laid eyes on you.”
“That would have been that family reunion when we were foals. I’m surprised you forgot.”
“Oh, that!” Applejack blushed. “Oh, I didn’t forget that at all. I still think about it from time to time. Especially that time that... well, you know. But I didn’t realize it was that long ago. You still think about it too?”
“Just about every night,” Braeburn answered. “Or if not at night, then when I wake up in the morning.”
“Ha!” AJ laughed. “Well, we was young and foalish. That’s what colts ‘n’ fillies do when you leave them alone. No sense in being ashamed over it.”
“Ya know, speaking of colts and fillies,” Braeburn said, “there was something I was meaning to talk to you about.”
“Oh, yeah?” Applejack started to smile. She hoped this was the moment she had been thinking about during the train trip.
“I’ve tried to tell other ponies. But I haven’t been able to. So I thought that you should be the first. I’ve met someone, Applejack. She’s real nice. I... I think I’m in love.”
The smile dropped from AJ’s face. She blinked in the gloom of his house for a moment. She took off her hat, slapped her knee with it, and stuck it back on her head. “Well, shoot, cousin! Why didn’t you say so earlier? Congratulations! Is she pretty? When do I get to meet her? There gonna be a wedding? Is it going to be soon? Because I can always take another train ride.”
“Oh, she’s real purty. Wait...wedding? Whoa there, Nelly. Let’s not get ahead of ourselves just yet. I sure ain’t asked her. Although, when I think about it, I sure know I want to spend the rest of my life with her,” Braeburn said.
“Ain’t that sweet,” AJ said. “You gonna have a big family? Lots of foals?”
“Foals ain’t even on my mind.”
“I can’t wait to meet her. How many times is she removed? I didn’t know there were any other Apple relations in Appleoosa. You are keeping it in the family, ain’t yeh? We’re a good breed.”
“Awww, nope. No relation, not even distant or by marriage.”
“Well, she’s from one of the Ponyville families at least?”
“Fraid not.”
“Well then,” AJ said, frowning. “Tell me she’s at least not a pegasus or a unicorn. I don’t want you bringing shame to our family.”
“She ain’t,” Braeburn said. AJ sighed in relief. Braeburn had been a little worried she might act like this. “But...,” he took a deep breath. “She’s not an earth pony either.”
Braeburn watched as Applejack’s mouth slowly dropped open. He watched as her eyes darted back and forth, like she was trying to peer into his left eye and then his right eye, trying to see through them. Trying to see what he was thinking.
“In fact,” Braeburn continued, “you’ve already met her. You liked her. Applejack, it’s... it’s Little Strongheart. I love her. And she loves me. We want to be together. I... I hoped you’d understand.”
“Braeburn,” AJ started slowly. “I can see how... how you might get a little lonesome in this little town. And I can see how easy it might be to forget about where you come from. Good old Apple stock. Like I said, we’re a good breed. Best earth pony breed there is. I can even see why you might want to shack up with some sort of other breed of earth pony, even if that meant foaling some mongrels. But Braeburn? A bison? She ain’t even a pony. Don’t you know how wrong that is? You’ll throw everything you have away. You’ll be a laughing stock in Appleoosa. Even with your own family, that’s how bad it is. Do you want that? Why would you even think of this?”
“I...,” Braeburn whispered, staring down at the floor, “we’re in love.”
“Oh no you ain’t, sugarcube,” Applejack said. “You’re confused. That’s what you are. Now I can understand the need to sow your wild oats. And you’ve probably been sowing them in some pretty strange and barren fields. But it ain’t right. You’re forgetting about how much better ponies are. You’re just confused. Besides, while I can see that she’s pretty in the way of her own people, she’s put some kind of spell on you. She’s a temptress.”
“Please don’t say anything bad about her.”
“Think of the bad things you’re saying about ponies. Preferin’ buffaloes over us. Don’t you like ponies? You used to, you know. Don’tcha remember the fun we used to have? Back at that reunion? You said you did, but I think you forgot.”
“I didn’t forget.”
“Oh, so you remember then. You remember the time we went behind the barn. And the time we went swimmin’ together? There was the time we kissed and I let you put your tongue in, remember? Your thing came out, and you let me play with it. Then we figured out what to do with it. Don’t you remember that? We had fun, didn’t we?”
“Well, sure. We had fun. But that was a long time ago. We were foals. I’ve changed.”
“I don’t think you’ve changed. I think you’re just confused. I think what you need is a reminding.” Applejack turned around and lifted her tail clear up in the air. Braeburn turned his eyes away as fast as he could. Then his nostrils flared as he caught a whiff of her pheromones. He turned back. AJ’s ass and pussy were right in his face. “You want this, don’t you, sugarcube? You’re a good, strong, wholesome stallion. You must want it. It’s only natural.”
“No!” Braeburn started to back up. AJ followed him, walking backwards. She backed him up into the corner.
“No? You don’t like your own kind? You don’t think it would feel good to stick it in this?”
“No!” Braeburn said again. He actually wanted to jump up on top of her back right then and there; but he couldn’t do that, not to his beloved Little Strongheart. Instead he turned around and faced the corner. He let his head down to rest against the walls. He shut his eyes in frustration. This had all gone so wrong. He was confused; AJ was right. He hadn’t been confused five minutes ago, but he was now. He waited for AJ to leave. She didn’t. He heard the sound of her hooves on the floor, but she wasn’t leaving, she was turning back around.
Applejack leaned her head forward. He flinched when she stuck her muzzle between his hind legs. She slid out her tongue and licked his balls. She licked broadly several times. She took the tip of her tongue, and carefully danced up that little seam. Braeburn lifted his tail into the air and out of her way. He wanted to tell himself it was involuntary, but he couldn’t lie to himself. This felt so good. AJ licked up that seam again, and then licked broadly, first on the left then the right side. Braeburn’s scrotum had been pulled up tight against his body, but as she licked it got warm and loose. It started to relax, slowly lowering his balls closer to the floor. They seemed to swell. His sack was loose enough that she could fondle each ball with her tongue individually. She cupped them, she rolled them around, she sucked them into her mouth. Braeburn winced every time. They were so sensitive, but it felt so good. This went on for long minutes. He could feel his cock getting stiff. His swollen head popped out of his sheath. His shaft extended out and dropped down towards the floor. He was ready.
Applejack stopped. Braeburn turned around. It was dark in his house. The late golden sunlight was streaming in between the blinds. A fog of tiny dust mites danced in the light, turning the bars of sunshine a nearly solid gold. AJ’s long blond hair seemed illuminated. She looked beautiful. She reached up and whispered into his ear.
“Do you really remember when we was foals? You remember everything?” she asked.
“I do,” he sighed.
“Then you remember what I let you do?”
“Yes,” he said.
“I let you put it in my butt. But do you remember why?”
“You were saving yourself for marriage,” he said.
“That’s right,” she whispered. “Well, I’m still saving it. I’m a virgin. But I’ll give it to you, cousin. If you remember where you come from. If you forget that animal. I’ll let you fuck me proper, Braeburn.”
She took a couple of steps backwards. She looked up at him with those enormous green eyes. She turned around and raised her tail into the air. Her tail also glowed like her mane in the strange sunlight. Her pussy was a dark groove in the shadows, but the wetness dripping from it glistened.
Braeburn closed his eyes. He mounted Applejack. His cock, now rock hard, swung around a bit and then planted itself on her cunt. Braeburn had known mares. There were several whores at the saloon that he had laid with. He didn’t really know them very well though, not like AJ. And he had never been with a virgin mare before. Little Strongheart was another matter. He wished she was here right now. She wasn’t. Braeburn pressed forward just a little bit. He expected resistance. There was none. He pushed a little more.
“You OK?” he asked.
“Oh yeah,” she said. “I mean, it’s tight. Real tight. Ahhh. Go slow please.”
He pushed a little more; it kept sliding in.
“Ow, ow, ow. Don’t stop,” AJ said. “It’s just so big. Keep going.”
Braeburn kept sticking it in. Soon the whole thing was inside of her. It had seemed to have gone smoothly.
“Oh, god, Braeburn,” Applejack said. “Is it all in? Fuck me, cousin. Fuck me slow.”
Braeburn started fucking her. He started fucking slow, as she asked. But he started to increase his speed. He kept watching to see how she would react. He didn’t want to hurt her any more than he already had. At the same time he wanted to get this over with. He was incredibly horny, but a part of his brain knew this was wrong. She didn’t seem to mind at all, so he just kept fucking faster. And he fucked harder. AJ’s ass was wonderfully curved and feminine. But it was also muscular. He could tell she did a lot of applebuckin’. On some of the strokes he stopped with himself deep inside of her. He pushed against her cheeks and she pushed back. They were so firm. He pulled himself out and then slammed himself in again. It looked like she was enjoying it. He slammed into her again and again. His balls were slapping up between her legs.
“Oh god,” she moaned. “Oh fuck me. You’re so big. Oh, fuck me, Braeburn.” She started to squeal. She started pumping backwards with her own hips, almost breaking his rhythm. She screamed. “Oh god, I’m coming!” Almost at once she got incredibly wet. He could feel it at the base of his shaft, and on his balls. It was dripping down onto the floor.
Braeburn squeezed his eyes shut tight. He reached forward and grabbed her mane in his teeth. Her hair felt long and straight on his tongue. He pretended it was shorter, and curly. And brown. He dreamt it was Little Strongheart’s. He started to feel a heavy weight in his balls. It moved up inside of him. He groaned loudly with his teeth clenched together.
“On my back, on my back,” AJ demanded.
Braeburn slammed into her cunt three more times, then he withdrew. He slapped dick into the crack of her ass and then shoved it up, so it was sticking up in the air at a high angle. Braeburn came. His load shot high in the air, shining in the sunlight, and came down all over AJ’s back. He rubbed up and down her ass a few times, making sure it all got out. Then he dismounted and got down on all fours.
AJ walked away. She found an old dusty horse blanket and wiped the cum off her back. She walked back over to him, smiling.
“So you had a good time,” she said.
“Uh huh.”
“You know, it’s getting real late.”
“Eyup.”
“I should get back to my friends at the hotel. They’re probably wondering about me.”
“OK.”
“You remember where you come from?”
“Yes, Applejack,” Braeburn said, starting to feel a little angry.
“Good,” she said. “That’s all that’s important.” She reached up and kissed him on the cheek. She turned and walked out the door.
She left him standing in the gloom. He was standing over a small, drying puddle of semen and vaginal fluid. There wasn’t any blood in it. There also wasn’t any blood on his dripping, shrinking dick. Braeburn didn’t notice. He wouldn’t have cared anyway. He had more important things to think about, like Little Strongheart. Braeburn hung his head down. He grieved.

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