She was calling it “Luna’s Belated Cuteceñeara Party.” The tradition had originated during the course of the 1,000 years she had spent on the moon, so Luna had never had one before. She had trouble readjusting to her new life since her return, so she thought she would just throw a little party. It would just be her, her big sister, and those nice ponies who had saved her from Nightmare Moon. Plus their guests. All of the friends that she used to have in her old life were... gone.

The party started at 4:00. Luna was sitting down at the table feeling relieved. She didn’t want any of the servants to do the work for her, so she had done all the work herself, including cooking, baking, and decorating. She had been setting up since the day before, and she had spent all that time worried that she wouldn’t get done in time. She had just made it, so that made her happy.

At half past the hour, nobody had showed up yet. That must mean they were all trying to be fashionably late. Luna was happy she had such cool friends.

At six, she started getting really nervous. She started pacing nervously.

By seven, she came to the conclusion that nobody was going to be coming. The party would probably be over by now anyway. Luna broke down and cried.

By eight, Luna found herself sitting in a dark corner of the dark room. She had another one of her... fits. Over a thousand years of loneliness and frustration had come out at once. The food was ruined. The decorations were torn. The actual heavy table had been overturned. She could hardly remember even doing that. She realized that she didn’t even deserve to have any friends. She was glad that nobody came.

“Who goes there?” the guard demanded to know.

“Uh, sorry. My name’s Big McIntosh? I’m here for a party? I have an invitation.” He reached into his saddlebag and pulled it out.

The guard looked at it skeptically. “This invitation is for a one: Applejack, plus guest,” he read.

“I’m guest,” Big Mac said with it still between his teeth. The guard took it from him. “Applejack’s my sister. She left hours ago.”

“Right,” the guard said. “That’s the problem. According to this, the party was at 4:00. It’s now a quarter past eight. I can’t let you in at this hour. I’ll have to ask you to leave.”

“But... I got delayed,” he tried to explain. “It’s lambing season, and one of the ewe’s was havin’ trouble. And then that got taken care of. But what with the bruscellosis scare going around, we had to have the vet come over and check the cattle. None of them had it, thank Celestia. I saw what they had to do at the Tops’s farm. Anyways. I got here just as soon as I could. Missed the flight so I had to run most of the way.”

“Sir,” said the guard, “is there going to be trouble?”

Big McIntosh’s mouth dropped open. He hadn’t expected any of this. “Uh, no, sir,” he said. He took a step back, turned around, and walked away. He got ten paces when he stopped. He turned around again and went back to the guards.

“Listen,” he said straight into the face of the guard he had just talked to. “This here invitation. Can you see it? It says four o’clock, right? Well, it says four until whenever. Well? It’s whenever. So you’re going to let me see the princess.” The guard’s brow furrowed. Big McIntosh took a deep breath. “You have to let me see the princess. At least to apologize for missing her fancy party. And to drop off my gift. Now I don’t want any trouble. But what do you think’s going to happen if you don’t let me through?”

The palace guards were mostly a ceremonial position. Both of the princesses were far more powerful than their whole force. There was nothing that they could take care of that the princesses couldn’t handle themselves. Still, they had their uses. Crowd control, for example. To the typical pony, the guards were enormous and intimidating, particularly in their armor. Two abreast could clear a street, simply by marching down in.

There were two guards here now. But Big McIntosh towered over the both of them. If he was intimidated, he didn’t show it.

“Sir,” the guard swallowed. “I’ll take your invitation to my Sergeant-at-arms. Remain here.”

The guard left through the door, leaving Big Mac with the other guard. The other guard was silent. In fact, Big McIntosh came to realize, this guard hadn’t said a thing during the previous exchange. He hadn’t even stirred. It sort of made Big McIntosh uncomfortable. He shuffled his hooves for a bit.

“My tie on straight?” he asked the guard. Big Mac had exchanged his usual horse collar for a dress collar and tie. He didn’t wear one usually, and the ladies in his life knew nothing at all about tying them.

The guard didn’t respond. He didn’t even twitch. He just kept staring straight ahead. Big Mac didn’t even see him blinking. He must be one of those special guards, Big Mac thought; the kind that aren’t supposed to respond to you, even if you made funny faces at them.

Big Mac sighed. There was a long awkward pause. Big Mac shuffled his hooves again. The guard glanced over for just a split second, and then returned his gaze to the original position.

“It’s, uh,” the guard mumbled. “It’s a little crooked.”

“Huh?” Big Mac looked down.

“Here,” the guard said. He reached over and straightened Big Mac’s tie for him. Then he resumed his original position. “You look sharp, man,” he said.

“Uh, thanks,” Big Mac said.

The door opened and the first guard came through. “Follow me, sir,” the guard said. Big Mac followed him through the door. He glanced at the nice guard, but he didn’t move a muscle. Big Mac was led down a series of hallways and out into the garden. “You’ll find the party in the pavilion in the center of the garden. You’ll return in this direction. I will escort you on your way out.” The guard stood at attention.

I should probably give the guy a tip, Big Mac thought to himself. He reached into his bag and pulled out a bit. The guard didn’t take it. So Big Mac stuck it under his breast plate and went to find the pavilion.

His heart sank when he saw that the lights were out. He must have missed the party. Big McIntosh knocked on the door anyway. Nobody came, so he started to leave. He was just turning around when the door opened. Luna was there, half in the shadows. She was looking down at his hooves, but she slowly craned her neck up to look in his eyes.

“Uh...,” said Big Mac. “Boy, I was worried I missed your party. Looks like maybe I did. Well, uh, I just wanted to let you know that I didn’t forget it. And, um, I didn’t just brush it off or nothing. It’s just there were a bunch of emergencies back on the farm... and... uh...” Luna’s eyes were starting to well up with tears. “And I wanted to at least, um, let you know I was sorry for being late.”

Luna broke down completely. She planted her face face into Big Mac’s chest and sobbed. “There was a... lambing... problem,” Big Mac continued, surprised. “And... brucell...,” he stopped. Big Mac was a little slow out of the starting gate, but he wasn’t dumb. He let her cry. He put his leg around her shoulder and pulled her close. It took some time for her to stop, but he didn’t care. He let her get it out of her system on her own.

Many minutes later she finally finished, then stepped away from him. “I’m sorry,” she sniffed.

“Don’t need to apologize to me,” he said. “You didn’t do nothing.”

“You’re the only one who came.”

“What? You mean to the party?” he asked. “But my sister was supposed to be here hours ago.”

“No, you’re the only one who’s shown up,” she said. “I’m sorry. I’m such a mess. I shouldn’t be acting like this. You must think I’m nuts.”

“No, no,” Big Mac tried to comfort her. “If I threw a party and nobody came, I’d be upset too. I can sympathize. How about we go back inside.” Big Mac lead the way back into the pavilion.

“Um...,” Luna tried to say.

Big McIntosh flipped the light switch. He saw the upturned table. He saw the food scattered about the floor. Luna wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it.

“Oh, god. I’m sorry,” she said again. “This is such an embarrassment. You must think I’m completely crazy.”

Big Mac took a long time to look around the room again. “Nope,” he said. “You did the right thing.”

“Excuse me?” she asked.”

“When you cry,” he explained. “You’ve got to let it all out. No sense in holding it back. You got to cry till it hurts. Until your cheeks are tired. Until your nose is stuffy. Until your throat burns. It’s not until you can get it all out of your system that you can start smiling again. Then you can laugh about it.”

“Like you know anything about crying,” she said. He looked at her with his big eyes. “Oh, I’m sorry. That came out really snide. I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just... you’re such a big, strong stallion. I can’t imagine you ever crying.”

He took a big deep breath and surveyed the damage again. “There’s a tree...”

“Come again?”

“There’s a tree. Out on the farm. It’s a big old chestnut. In the woods back behind the barn. It was probably big when my Granny was a foal. Anyways. Starting back around the time I got my cutie mark, you know how you’re just sort of mad at the world around that age? Well, I’d just go back out there and kick the tree. Hard as I could, I’d just kick it. I’d get out all my frustration n’ angst n’ whatever. So that’s what you’ve got to do sometimes, let it all out. ‘Scuse me, Miss.”

Big McIntosh grabbed the edge of the upturned table with his teeth and, with very little effort at all, got it on all four feet again.

“You can call me Luna,” Luna said. “And you’re very sweet.”

Big McIntosh blushed. “Speaking of sweet, how about some cake?”

“Wait. What? No. It’s ruined. It’s all over the floor.”

“Ah, but it’s a layer cake,” Big Mac said as he used his hoof to peel off the ruined top layer of a three layer cake. “That’s the beauty of it. The middle layer hasn’t touched the floor. Look.” Big Mac took a chunk of the middle layer and popped it in his mouth. Luna covered her mouth with her hoof. She didn’t know if she was supposed to be appalled or burst out laughing. “Mmm,” said Big Mac. “This raspberry frosting?”

“Between the layers, yes,” Luna said. “The outside is cream cheese frosting.”

“It’s delicious. Oh, and look. Club sandwiches. Again with the layers. Your chefs must by psychic.” Big Mac took off the bottom layer.

“Oh, please,” Luna said. “You don’t have to eat...”
“I haven’t eaten all day.” Big Mac bit into it. “Mmm,” he said with his mouth full. “That’s apple wood smoked bacon. I can tell. You must have the best chefs in Equestria.”
Luna smiled. Then she laughed. “You’re right. I guess I did have to get it out of my system.”
“That’s the spirit,” Big Mac said. “Oh, hey, I got you something.” He reached into his saddlebag.
“What? A gift?” Luna asked. “Oh, no. Big McIntosh, you shouldn’t have.”

Big Mac set it down on the table. It was carefully wrapped and had a large bow. “Can’t have party without presents,” he said. “Go ahead. Open it.”

She looked up at him, down at the present, and then up at him again. He nodded in support. Luna started to feel her eyes water again. She pulled the bow undone. Then carefully unwrapped it and opened the box.

“It’s... a horse collar?” she was surprised.

“Eyup,” he said. “Well, a decorative one, of course. Ceremonial, or whatever. It’s too fragile to do any work with. You see, I was thinking about what on earth a humble earth pony such as myself could get an alicorn princess who has everything. And I started thinking about how earth ponies are real salt of the earth types. We don’t got fancy magic or make the weather or anything. But we plow the fields, and that’s special in it’s own way. So I figured if you saw this here horse collar hanging on your wall or something, then maybe you wouldn’t forget about us in all your fancy royal duties and whatnot.”

“It’s wonderful,” she gasped. “It must have cost you a fortune.”

“Ahhh... nope. Carved it myself. Didn’t cost a bit.”

“Carved? Wait, is this a single piece of wood?”

“Eyup. I can see how you think it wasn’t. I made it look like two inter-twined grape vines on purpose. Tendrils were a bit tricky. Actually had one of them break off. But I covered it up and fixed it, so you can’t even tell it had been there.”

“I think it’s just about the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Except for every time you look in the mirror,” he said.

Luna reached up and kissed him on the cheek. He blushed deeply. “What kind of wood is this?” she asked, still marveling at the gift.

“It’s, uh... chestnut,” he answered.
She looked up at him again, her eyes asking him a question she didn’t need to say out loud. “Eyup,” he said. “That chestnut. Came down last winter in a wind. Didn’t take that long for me to kill it. The wind wasn’t even that strong; it just sort of fell over. Well, I felt pretty guilty for taking a life over my own selfish problems, even if it was just a tree’s life. So I decided to turn my problems into something good. You know. Constructive. It felt right. I did a few other pieces. A sign on the chicken coop... a bowl... a...”

Luna reached up and kissed him. Not on the cheek, but on the lips. Big McIntosh was surprised, but not as surprised as he had been when she had first opened the door. They both exhaled through their noses. All of their tensions from their day fell away. Luna broke the kiss.

“Mi... Luna?” Big McIntosh said. “I think you’re awful pretty and all. But I don’t want to take advantage of a filly in distress.”

“Big McIntosh,” Luna said. “I’m not in distress. Not anymore. And you can’t take advantage of me. I’m a princess. And I’m a lot older than I might look.” She looked around at the room. “Or act sometimes. Big McIntosh? I’d like a chance to turn my... own selfish problems into something good. It feels right.”

Big Mac said nothing. He waited. Luna reached up and kissed him again. Big Mac reached up and back with his hind leg, and flicked off the light switch with his hoof, plunging the room into darkness. As one switch was turned off, it was as if another was turned on. They both reared up on their hind legs and wrapped their front legs around each other. Instead of bending over to reach her, Big Mac simply lifted Luna up off the ground. It was as if she weighed nothing to him. She forced her tongue into his mouth. She wanted his in return. It had been so long since she had felt loved. Not just by her sister, but really, truly, deeply loved like this. Luna wrapped her hind legs around his waist. He grabbed her butt and squeezed, holding her up by it.

Eventually, he sat her rump down on the edge of the table; they hadn’t broken their kiss. Big Mac rubbed his hooves up and down her back. Luna felt the powerful muscles of Big Mac’s shoulders and flanks. She reached up and undid his tie and collar. She threw them onto the table. He carefully removed her crown and set in the box with her new horse collar. They still hadn’t broken their kiss.

Big Mac was growing erect. It was sliding in between their two bodies. Luna couldn’t help but feel it. She didn’t say anything about it. It only got her more excited. Her own wings were stretching far back behind her, growing erect themselves.

Finally, they broke the kiss. Each nibbled on each other’s neck. Luna tried to push Big Mac away so that she could slide off the table. She wanted to take him in her mouth. He didn’t budge. He was like a big stone statue, only warm and loving. Instead, he slowly lowered her backwards onto the table. He started working his way down her body, planting kisses. She held his head between her hooves as he descended. She wanted him to hurry up. She wanted him to go faster. She hadn’t realized that she could ever want anything so much as she wanted him right now. Still, she let him tease her.

Big McIntosh got down between her legs. He touched the tip of his tongue to her wet, erect clit. Her whole body shook, as if hit by electricity. She clenched her thighs around his head, tight as a vise. If he didn’t like it, he showed no sign. He didn’t stop servicing her. He tickled her clit with his tongue. He sucked it into his mouth and bit down on it gently. She was surprised at how gentle he was for being such a massive stallion. He slid his tongue deep inside of her. His tongue was long, thick, and powerful, like the rest of the muscles in his body.

Luna laid her front legs down on the table for support and heaved her hips up towards his face. She wanted to drive his tongue deeper inside herself. She spread her thighs wide to give him more room, then wrapped her calves around his head. She started squeezing her legs in a rhythmic motion, moving his whole head back and forth, sliding his tongue in and out of her.

Big McIntosh broke it. He had to come up for air. He started kissing his way back up her body. “I want you inside of me,” she said. She wanted his tongue back inside her, but then she realized what was coming. He had been so good, somehow she had almost forgotten about his erection. She reached down beneath his hard body and found the head of his cock. She guided it the rest of the way up to her pussy. “I want you inside of me,” she repeated.

Big Mac pushed. It started to slide in. The both of them gasped. The sexual tension between them hadn’t existed for long, but it was powerful. Big Mac kept pushing. Luna felt... stretched. It didn’t exactly hurt, but Big Mac was huge. He slid it all of the way in. Luna felt filled up. She hadn’t felt like this in a 1,000 years. Or in any of the years prior to that. Big McIntosh started pumping it in and out. To Luna, it wasn’t as electric as the cunnilingus had been. But if felt far more satisfying.
Big Mac was in heaven. She felt so wet and soft. She had her legs wrapped around him just the way he liked it. She was responding to every single thrust, either through a gasp or a soft sigh or a squeeze of her legs.

Big Mac started off gently. He stroked slowly, and kept it mostly deep inside. Each time he withdrew a little bit more. Big Mac’s body was huge. He towered over Luna, even though she was taller than most ponies herself. She had a view of his chiseled red chest. She ran her hooves over his hard muscles but she couldn’t concentrate, the feeling below was too intense. After many minutes, Big Mac was nearly withdrawing his cock at each stroke. Only the head remained inside. Since Big Mac was so well hung, he needed quite long strokes.

Big McIntosh slowly started to increase the speed of his thrusts. He had been teasing Luna with his slow pace, but now he couldn’t handle it anymore himself. She seemed to feel the same way. She started to squeal as he went faster and faster. She was squirming below him. Luna’s ass was hanging over the edge of the table. His balls were swinging up and striking it.

“Fuck me, Big McIntosh,” she squealed.

Big Mac started fucking her, hard. She screamed in delight; she liked taking it. The table started to shake. Then started scooting backwards until it edged up against the wall. Big Mac was giving it to her with everything he could offer. Luna’s wings were flat against the table, but stretched out as far as they could go. Each of her primary feathers were spread and pointing in a different direction. Luna screamed again. Big Mac bent his head down, placing his chin to his chest. They could see each other in the eyes now. Luna’s eyes were wild. Her lips were pulled back and her teeth were bared in excitement and concentration. Big Mac hammered his cock into her one more time. Luna screamed one more time. Luna came.

Big Mac went back to work with the slow and deep stroking again. He kept it up as Luna slowly came down from her orgasm. Her body was twitching. He could feel her buttocks flexing. The little muscles inside of her were twitching around his still rock hard dick.

Eventually, her body relaxed completely and he got off of her. His cock fell out and he stepped backwards several paces. Luna sat up. She could still see his cock swinging beneath him in the moonlight coming through the windows. She hopped off the table, turned around, and put her front hooves back up on it.

“Again,” she whispered.

“Again?” he asked.

“Again,” she repeated, lifting her long tail up and out of the way. He approached her. “Wait a second,” she said, “I want to wear this.” She reached over and slid the gift box closer to herself. She used her snout and nuzzled her way up and under the horse collar. It slid down her neck perfectly. She was more proud of it then her own crown. “OK,” she said.

Big Mac mounted her. He drove his dick back inside of her. She gasped at the size of it again, despite having it in her just seconds previously. She craned her face up to his. “You can finish,” she whispered, “inside of me.” Big McIntosh couldn’t control himself after that. He pounded into her. He had to place most of his weight onto the table because she couldn’t take all of him. He loved the sensation of her little, round ass against his hips. They were firm, but they still gave way to him each time he hammered into her. He closed his eyes and really concentrated on feeling her pussy as it stretched tight around his shaft. She was sopping wet. A little streamer of fluid was coming out of her and pooled on the floor. Big Mac craned his head back and neighed in a sexual fury. Luna screamed as well. She wasn’t close to having a second orgasm, but she was still in ecstasy. When Big Mac moved his head back down, she reached up and gently bit at his cheek.

Big Mac gave everything he had into hammering into her. He almost lost complete control of his body, except for the thrusting. His hips and his cock had taken over him. His balls felt ready to explode. He slammed it in just a few more times, all the way out, and then all the way back in. All of the flesh on Luna’s body jiggled with each impact. Her wings were stretched way up around him. Big Mac slammed it into her one more time, and then he came.

Luna could feel it. She could feel his hot cum streaming into her. And then she could feel it pouring out of her and down her legs. It was a massive load. Still, he didn’t withdraw his penis. He left it in. The both just stood there against the table. Each tried to catch their breaths, gasping for air. Neither one wanted the other to move a muscle.

For long minutes they stayed there like that, joined together. Eventually his cock grew soft, and smaller. Gravity finally caused his cock to come swinging out of her. A gush of semen spilled out onto the floor between Luna’s hind hooves.

Big McIntosh got off of her. He took a few awkward steps backwards. His powerful muscles were almost like jelly; he had exerted himself so much. He slumped down onto the floor, exhausted. Luna took off her fragile horse collar and put it back in the box. She got off the table and joined him. Neither said a word for a long time.

Some time later in the night, they ended up lying on the pavilion floor together side by side. Big Mac was spooning Luna. They only cuddled. Once more, Luna could feel Big Mac growing erect. The head of his cock was sliding up her back and getting harder every second. Big Mac silently slid his hooves between her legs and started to play with her clit.

Luna smiled. Her new lover seemed so intent on pleasing her instead of himself. She wouldn’t have it this time. She pushed his leg out of the way, and rolled him over onto his back. His massive erection stood almost straight up in the air. She took him into her mouth and started to fellate him.

She couldn’t take the whole think in, although she tried. She cupped his balls with a free hoof and fondled them as she worked her mouth up and down his shaft. She popped the dick out of her mouth and started licking all the way up and down the sides of it. Big Mac moaned in pleasure. He started to cum again, almost immediately. She sucked back onto his head, and let him come inside her mouth. It was another big load. She lost some of it, dribbling back down his shaft. But she held onto as much as she could. She swallowed when she saw him watching. Then he laid his head back onto the floor and rolled his head back up into his eyes. She smiled.

A few minutes later they were back up on their hooves. They knew it was time to depart, although neither of them wanted to.

“Do you really have to go?” she asked. “I’m the princess, after all. You can stay here in the castle. You can stay in the guest rooms. I’ll have them clear out a room if their isn’t one available.”

“Wish I could Mi... uh, Luna. It sounds real fantastic. But I can’t. There’s a farm I’ve got to take of. There’s also a little sister I need to lecture. But mostly there’s a farm I need to take care of. Animals need feeding and watering. They don’t care for the whims of a beautiful alicorn princess or her lowly earth pony beau. Wish they did. That would be better.”

“I... understand.”

“I’ll be back though.”

“You will?”

“Eyup. Better write me an invite though, them guards mean business. Oh, and you should pay a courtly visit to Sweet Apple Acres some time, if it suits you, your majesty.” He grinned.

“I will,” she promised, “I will.”

They kissed goodbye. He turned around. “Oh,” he said as he started walking away. “Be sure to smile more often. You’re even prettier when you smile.”

They waved good bye, and he disappeared into the night. Luna closed the door and turned around in the dark room. She walked back over to the table and put her new horse collar back on. She forgot about her crown. She went back and sat in the same corner where she had cried her heart out a few hours earlier.

She looked around the room. It was much the same as it had been before. The table was upright, but the decorations were a mess. And food was all over the floor.

This time, Luna smiled.

“Big Mac’s got a girlfriend! Big Mac’s got a girlfriend! Big Mac’s got a girlfrieeeeend!” Applebloom teased.

“Applebloom, shut up!” Big McIntosh hollered.

“Now Applebloom,” Applejack said. “Hush your mouth. Can’t you see big brother is busy...,” she snickered, “cooking?” She laughed. Big McIntosh glared at her. “You know how difficult it can be cooking... pasta!” Applejack burst out in laughter and Applebloom joined her.

“It’s agnolotti!” Big McIntosh defended himself. “I made it from scratch and stuffed it myself. Besides, it’s just one of my side dishes.”

“It’s gonna be your main course if you keep burning your other ones,” Applebloom said. The two fillies nearly fell on the floor from laughing so hard. Big McIntosh’s nostrils flared and he stomped at the kitchen floor.

“Now stop it, the both of yous!” Granny Smith called out from her favorite spot at the breakfast nook. “Ain’t either of you fillies got any sense?” Applebloom and Applejack blushed. Big Mac started to calm down. “I say it’s about time Big McIntosh brought a filly home to meet the family. Good for him. You know, some day the two of you will be bringing home your boyfriends. I may not be sharp, but I’ve got a long memory. I can make you both look dern foolish in front of your beaus iffin’ I want to. So you better be able to take it if you can dish it out.”

The two fillies hung their head. “We’re sorry, Granny Smith. We’re sorry, Big McIntosh,” they both said simultaneously.

“That’s more like it,” Granny Smith went on. “And you’ll both be lucky if you can find a beau as sweet and kind as Big McIntosh. Cookin’ a home-cooked meal for his sweet heart. Fellas like that don’t come along every day. Uh... Big McIntosh?” Big Mac looked over, a sheepish smile on his face. “Yer pot is boilin’ over.”

“Ah, dammit!” Big McIntosh cursed and rushed over to the stove to turn off the heat. Both of his little sisters burst out in laughter again. Big Mac, flustered, turned to them, reared, and bellowed. They both fled from the kitchen, laughing and screaming at the same time.

Granny Smith got up from her spot and walked over to him. “Don’t pay any mind to those two silly fillies,” she said. “They don’t know any better, they’re just trying to get your goat.”

“I know, I know,” Big Mac grumbled.

“Now you sure you don’t want any help? Sure feels queer to be sitting around while somebody else does the cooking in my kitchen. You’re doing an awful lot and it would be a lot easier if I could help.”

“Thank ya kindly, Granny,” Big Mac said. “But I wanted to do this all by myself. Even if I burn the roast and over-salt the vegetable, at least I gave it my all, you know? I really want to impress her. Ah think she’s worth it. Besides, I’m almost done.” Big McIntosh knew he could never match the gourmands employed at the palace, but at least he could try.

“Did I ever tell you how sweet you are?” Granny looked up at him. He blushed. “You remind me of your grand daddy. A real romantic.”

“Thanks, Granny,” he said, trying to juggle several cooking pots at the same time.

“So you going to tell me who she is? Is she that nice Carrot filly from the Top family over yonder?”

“What? Granny, no. I told you I wasn’t going to say who it was.”

“Is it that aquamarine unicorn with the harp on her flank?”

“No.”

“That rainbow-haired pegasus?”

“No! Granny! Listen, she’ll be here any minute. You can see for yourself soon enough.”

“Hmphf!” said Granny. Feeling dejected, Granny decided to set the table for Big Mac out of spite. Big McIntosh was right, she didn’t have to wait long.

“She’s coming, she’s coming!” Applebloom hollered from the front room.

“Ah here somebody coming up the steps,” Applejack said.

“Let me get the door!” Big Mac called from the kitchen. The door bell rang at that moment. Big Mac came hustling out of the kitchen. He realized he was still wearing his apron. He went back into the kitchen to take it off. When he came out, he saw Applebloom and Applejack trying to stifle laughter, so he shot them one last look.

Big McIntosh swung open the door and his heart skipped three beats. “Uh, hey,” he said. He couldn’t say any more than that, his smile was stretched too far back to his ears.

“Hi, Big McIntosh,” Luna reached up and kissed him on his cheek. She smiled. Luna looked absolutely radiant standing on his front porch, back lit by the early evening sunlight. “Thank you for inviting me to dinner.”

“Uh, thanks for coming. Please, come in, come in. Let me introduce you to my family.” Luna strolled across the threshold and smiled at everybody. They had lined themselves up to meet Big Mac’s girlfriend. They hadn’t expected a princess. Applebloom and Applejack’s jaws were hanging open in total surprise. Granny Smith was reflexively curtsying. It was something she had prepared for her whole life. When she was a little filly, she had asked her own grandmother why she had to work so hard keeping the house clean. “Because some day the princess might visit unexpected, and you wouldn’t want her to see a dirty house, would you?” It was an argument that went back many generations. She had lived her long life by it.

“Everybody,” Big Mac said, “this is Princess Luna. Luna? This is my little sister Applebloom.”

Applebloom curtsied. “Hiya!”

“And this is my other little sister, Applejack. I think you’ve met.”

“Hello,” Applejack curtsied, blushing.

“And my grandma, Granny Smith.”

“Your majesty,” Granny Smith said, trying to bend even lower.

“I’m very pleased to meet all of you,” Luna said. “Big Mac has told me so much about you.”

“Well, dinner’s almost ready. How about y’all sit up at the table and I’ll bring it out of the kitchen.”

“Oh, boy, I’m starvin’!” Applebloom called out and ran into the dining room.

“Applebloom,” Granny followed after her, “mind your manners. We’re supposed to act all courtesy-like. What with etiquette and all.”

“Oh, it’s OK,” Luna said, trying to squelch the etiquette drama that followed her where ever she went. “I’m absolutely famished myself.” They sat down at the dining table as Big Mac brought all his dishes in.

“My big brother did all the cooking today,” Applebloom said.

“Really? I had no idea he could cook. Big Mac? You never told me that,” Luna said to him as he made one of his trips into the dining room.

“Ah learned from the best,” he indicated Granny Smith as he returned to the kitchen for more.

“I’m sure it will be wonderful,” Luna said.

“He’s such a nice boy,” Granny Smith nodded. “You know? We was just talking about how he reminds me of his grandfather. Oh, that was so long ago. That was back when I was working as a waitress in a soda shop over in Ponyville. It was just a little town back then, not a big city like it is today. Anyway, he was a soldier training for the war back then. And he’d come in every day and order a vanilla milkshake, and he always wanted me to be the one to bring it to him. Oh, we fell in love so fast. You remember how things used to be like, back during the war...”

“Granny,” AJ tried to interrupt.

“A couple of weeks later and we was married,” she drawled on. “Before he got shipped off to the front. Sure, that seems fast by today’s standards. But back then that’s how we did it, back in those days. We lived for the moment. Seems to me that younguns these days take too long. I hear sometimes they court for months, or even years before tying the knot.”

“Granny...”

“It’s no way to do it, by gum. It’s like they don’t got no sense. I say, fall in love- run oft and get married. Live in the now. Elope if need be. Seize the day. The world’s your oyster. Don’t take any wooden nickels.”

“So, anyway,” Applejack finally interrupted successfully. “How did you and Big McIntosh meet in the first place?”

“Well, we met at a party I threw a few weeks ago,” Luna said.

Applejack blushed a beet red. “Oh dear. I have to apologize for that. You see, I intended to go...”

“No, no, no,” Luna said. “Don’t apologize for that. It was a big mix-up. The guards directed all of my guests to the wrong party. Big McIntosh only showed up because he was running late and came after the changing of the guards. Isn’t that right, Big McIntosh?”

Big Mac was bringing in the main course and was just setting it down on the table. “Pardon?”

“The party I thew a couple of weeks ago. When you showed up you came late.”

“Uhhh...”

“The guards sent you to the pavillion.”

“Oh, that’s right, that’s right. Lucky happenstance, that.”

Big McIntosh finally sat down, and they enjoyed a wonderful dinner. The family matriarch was at the head of the table, Big Mac and Luna sat next to each other at one side. It was one of the best meals any of them had enjoyed in a long time. Luna kept complimenting Big McIntosh, and, while he accepted the compliments graciously, he didn’t quite believe he could match up to trained chefs. Granny Smith did most of the talking, usually about times that none of them remembered. Luna, with all the grace expected of a princess, casually chatted and directed the conversation throughout the night. Big McIntosh, as usual, spoke the least and simply listened, adding his voice to the conversation only when needed.

Applebloom, being the youngest, was the first to call for dessert. Big McIntosh left for a the kitchen, and Applejack and Granny Smith chatted with Luna about things they didn’t want to discuss with Big Mac in the room. A few minutes later Big Mac returned with five dishes of apples foster to a round of clopping applause.

Not long after, the dinner was over and it was time for Luna to leave. Applebloom looked at her with big puppy-dog eyes, “Arentcha gonna spend the night?”

“Applebloom!” Applejack scolded.

Granny Smith laughed at the impropriety. “Oh, Applebloom, no. Her majesty wouldn’t be staying the night here, not in the house of her beau.” Luna and Big Mac shot each other glances and smiled. “Nope,” Granny Smith continued. “Miss Luna is staying in Ponyville. The finest hotel Ponyville has to offer, I reckon.”

“Uh...,” said Luna.

“Eyup,” Granny Smith got up. “And since it’s getting dark. I’m sure Big McIntosh will walk her all the way there. Can’t have a lady out walking at night without an escort. Where’d I put your coat deary?”

“Oh, I didn’t bring one, Granny Smith,” Luna and Big Mac both got up from the table.

“Well, try not to catch a chill, deary,” Granny Smith walked them both to the front door. “I’ve had a wonderful time meeting you, your majesty. It was just a wonderful evening. Tell your sister we said hello. Do come back now, you hear? See you soon, Big McIntosh. Hurry home.” Granny Smith swung the door shut and left them both alone on the front porch.

Big McIntosh and Princess Luna turned to look each other in the eyes for a moment, and then started to walk off in the direction of Ponyville. They were silent for a minute or two.

“I think your grandmother thinks I’m staying at a hotel in Ponyville,” Luna finally said.

“Eyup,” said Big Mac. “I’m not quite sure where she got that idea.” There was another pause. “Did you take the flying chariot out from Canterlot?”

“No,” said Luna. “I teleported. It’s more discrete.” Luna had told him all about security and how she didn’t want anybody to know she was coming tonight.

“Oh,” said Big Mac.

“She also thought I remembered things like the war and the depression. As if I was around at the time.”

“I’m sorry,” Big Mac blushed. “She gets confused sometimes. I guess she thought you were your sister.”

“Don’t apologize,” Luna said. “I don’t mind. I think your grandmother’s adorable. I never ot a chance to meet my own grandmother. I like all your family.”

“Do you have to teleport home right away?” Big Mac asked.

“Not right away, no. I won’t be missed. We have some time.”

“Good. Would you like me to show you around the farm?”

Luna smiled at him. “I’d love that,” she said.

Big McIntosh showed her the barn first. It was a massive thing, and well over a hundred years old. He explained the finer point of its construction, and how they don’t make them like that anymore. They walked past some vegetable crops. The sun had gone down. There was a dark blue glow on the horizon. While it was fine for silhouetting the trees, it didn’t illuminate much else.

“Big McIntosh? I like your farm. But it’s getting a little hard to see.”

“Eyup. Well, should be getting some light soon though. C’mon. If you follow me, I know a good place where we can watch the moon come up.”

Luna followed him down a narrow path to a section of the apple orchard. The farm was surrounded by apple orchards and Luna couldn’t tell one from the other. In fact, she could hardly see a thing in the darkness, and was forced to follow Big Mac, who was just in front of her. Last year’s dead apple tree leaves crunched under her hooves.

The dirt trail gave way to fine dust and silt, and the dead leaves were replaced with the downy seeds of cottonwood trees. She looked up and saw the apple trees were replaced with cottonwood swaying in the night breeze. They were the sort of trees found along the banks of the river.

Sure enough, Big McIntosh led her out onto the banks of a wide river. There was enough star light and evening gloaming to see by. “It shouldn’t be long now,” Big Mac said. They both sat down on the river-smoothed stones of the bank.

He was right. It started as just a gleaming sliver over the tops of the trees. Within minutes it had risen. It filled the country side with its soft light. They could see everything now. The river was very shallow at this bend, and burbled over countless stones, creating ripples and waves and hints of whitewater. The moonlight turned the whole river a glorious silver. It was beautiful. It took Luna’s breath away.

“Oh, Big McIntosh,” Luna rested her head on his shoulder. “Did you plan this? Did you do all this so we could be alone under the light of the full moon?”

“Uhhh...,” said Big Mac. “Well, not exactly. The full moon was last night. This is just a humble waning gibbous.”

Luna giggled. “And how is it you know so much about the moon?”

“Ah’m a farmer,” he said. “So I spend a lot of time outdoors. Usually before the sun comes up, as opposed to after it goes down. And I guess I got good attention to details.”

“You know,” said Luna, “most ponies don’t even care about the moon. You ask them what phase it’s in, and nine times out of then they couldn’t even tell you.”

“No?”

“No. Most ponies only care about the sun. They spend all their time playing in it. Then they go to bed at night and sleep while the moon passes over head. Alone.”

Big McIntosh thought to himself for a long moment. “I can remember...,” he stopped and thought about how he wanted to say this. He continued, “I can remember a long time ago. Back when I was a colt. Just a little colt. It was back when...,” he took a hard swallow. Luna looked up at him but he was staring firmly out at the river. “Back when my folks was still alive. They used to take me all the way into town. On the weekends. Sometimes we’d go shopping. And sometimes we’d go to the library. And sometimes we’d go to the movies. Whatever it was that we did, it’d be dark by the time we were through.

“Now, like I said, I was just a little thing at the time. And my hooves would be hurting by then, so my folks would let me ride in the back of the cart. I can remember them chatting away, talking to themselves. I don’t remember what it was that they talked about. They probably thought I was sleeping. But I remember lying there, and I’d watch the floor of the cart. I’d watch the shadows of the trees moving along as my parents pulled. And I remember thinking, shadows? So I’d look up, and there would be the moon. Big and beautiful. And I’d just stare at it. The trees would pass by. And the fields and pastures would pass by. And the forests over on the other side of the pastures would pass by. And the further away things was, the slower it would take to pass by. The forests over on the other sides of the pastures were the slowest of all.

“Except for the moon. The moon didn’t move at all. It was like the moon was following me. I was watching the moon, and it was watching me. Like it was my friend. And it would follow me all the way home. I can’t remember what happened then, I suppose I must have fallen asleep before we got home. Every time. But I remember every time we went out to Ponyville, the moon would follow me home.”

He stopped and they listened to the river babble. “I wrote a poem to the moon once. About the moon, I mean,” Big Mac said. “I threw it away though. And now I can’t remember how it goes. I’d read it to you if I still had it.”

“Oh, Big McIntosh,” Luna sighed. She reached up and kissed him on the chin. She rested her head on his shoulder. She could feel his powerful muscles on her cheek. She could hear his big heart beating. “I love you,” she said.

“I love you too,” he said. She could hear his deep voice resonating through his chest. He bent his head down and rested it on hers.

“I love your farm,” she said. “I wish I could stay here. It’s so peaceful. And quiet. And simple. It’s not like court at all.”

“You’d miss it, wouldn’t you? The life of an alicorn princess must be pretty exciting and glamorous.”

“Hey, I’ve seen your farm. Would you like to see what Canterlot is really like? Do you ever wonder?”

“Well, not really. It’s no life for me. Too complicated. But sometimes, I wonder... umm...”

“Yes?”

“Sometimes I wonder what it’s like to fly. No fancy magic horn. No retinue of guards and servants or anything. Just flying. Playing on the clouds. I’ve always fancied seeing my whole farm for once. From on high.”

Luna grinned and stood up. She turned around and faced him. Her horn started to glow. First at the base, then it started to spiral up her fluting. It rose faster and faster as it spiralled upwards. When it reached the top, sparks erupted from the tip of it. A glowing surrounded Big Mac’s body, and it quickly faded. He felt a little funny.

“What did you do?” he asked.

“A cloud-walking spell,” she said.

“Cloud walkin’? What?”

Her lips shot forward and she kissed him again. This time there was a sudden, blinding flash of light. There was a whiff of ozone. Big Mac felt a bit disoriented. Nauseous. Then he felt fine.

They weren’t on the river bank anymore. Big Mac looked around. He looked up, and it was the same night sky. He looked down, and he startled. They were both standing on a cloud. His knees buckled a little as he was suddenly unsure of his footing. He looked into her face and she was smiling at him.

Big Mac took a step forward, then another. The cloud was perfectly solid under his hooves. Big Mac grinned. He ran across the cloud and stopped at the edge. “Oh, wow!” he said, looking down. Luna laughed as he pranced to another edge. “Oh, wow!” he repeated, looking down again. He galloped to a third edge. “Oh, wow!” he gasped. Here was the greatest view of all. He could see his entire farm. The crops looked like a patchwork quilt. The orchards were spread out around it. He could see his house. His family had left the porch light on for him. The lights of Ponyville were spread out in the distance. And beyond that, on the horizon, stood the glorious citadel of Canterlot, perched on the side of a mountain. The river wove its way below, looking like nothing less than a streamer of molten silver, pouring from a smith’s mold.

“Do you like it?” she asked.

“It’s amazing,” he said.

“I can give this to you.”

“Huh?”

“If you stay with me. I can give this to you. I can give you anything you want. I can give you wings. I can give you power.”

“No.”

“I can give you land. I can give you a whole team of farm workers. Whole farms.”

“No.”

“I can make you a prince. You can have money. And jewels. A whole tower in the castle. Servants. Vassals. Armies.”

“Luna,” Big Mac laughed. “I don’t want any of that. I just want you.”

Luna cuddled up to his shoulder again. “That’s all?”

“That’s all.”

“Do you ever think about our future?” Luna asked.

“Well, I try not to,” Big Mac said.

Luna picked her head up off his shoulder and turned to him. “What?”

“I try not to think about our future.”

Her face scrunched up. “Why not?”

“Because I don’t see how it could end in anything less that heartbreak.”

She suddenly felt uncomfortable. “What do you mean?”

“Well, take tonight, for example. I couldn’t tell anybody you were coming.”

“That was for security.”

“It was for security, but it was more than that. I know it and you know it. You’re a princess, and I’m just a commoner.”

“I don’t care.”

“Neither do I,” Big Mac said. “But other ponies will, once they find out. Rules is rules, and royalty ain’t supposed to mix with the unwashed masses.”

“I can make it work,” Luna said.

“Oh? For how long? Years? Am I to be some lover you keep around the palace in secret?”

“I’d marry you.”

“Your sister would never allow it. Again, you’re a princess, I’m a commoner.”

“Then I’d abdicate.”

“You’re not the sovereign, you can’t abdicate without permission. Your sister would never allow that either. She loves you. But she just got you back after a thousand years. She wouldn’t just let you leave.”

Luna’s eyes started to fill with tears.

“Oh sure,” Big Mac continued. “The obvious answer would be to run away together. We’d have to go far. We’d have to go fast. Somewhere that they’d never find us. Some exotic country filled with giraffes n’ zebras. Even if we did make it. Even if I did give up my family and farm. Even if we did escape the searchers. Even if we did carve out a happy life for ourselves. There’s still the basic fact that you’ll stay young forever, and you’d have to watch me grow old and die. Like I said. Heartbreak.”

Big Mac noticed the look on her face. “ In the hypothetical,”

Luna hung her head down. She wanted to cry. There was a long pause. “You said you tried not to think about it. Sounds like you think a lot about it to me.”

Big Mac shuffled a bit. “Yeah. Well. I try not to. I ain’t very good at it. It’s all I do think about. You and me spending the rest of our lives together. I can’t get it out of my head. I’ve become useless. You know, I like to sit down and write at night after dinner. But I can’t even write any more. It’s all Luna this and Luna that. Love poems and love letters. Really weird stream a consciousness stuff that don’t make no sense at all but for Luna Luna Luna.”

“Pff,” Big Mac blew a raspberry through his lips. “I can’t even plow straight anymore. And plowing don’t take no brains at all. You see that carrot patch way down there?” He pointed with his hoof. “See how it starts all slanting to the left? Well, that’s when I was thinking about taking a second job so I could buy you a nice piece of jewelry or somethin’.”

“And you see that kale field over there were it jots to the right for a bit? Right in the middle? Well, that’s when I was thinking about that exotic country with the giraffes n’ the zebras. Where we could run away to.”

Luna laughed. She managed a weak smile. “What’s the one over there?” she pointed. “Over in the brussel sprouts.”

“Um, well,”

“You see it? There’s a kink in the rows.”

“Yeah, I see it. That’s, um, that’s when I was thinking about Big Mac Jr. and Selene.”

She shot him an odd look.

“Like I said,” Big Mac said. “Stream a consciousness. Hypotheticals.”

“Big McIntosh?” Luna asked. “What are we going to do with ourselves?”

“We’re going to live in the moment,” he said. He bent down and kissed her on the lips. It was the kiss they had both been waiting long, anxious days for. It wasn’t a little peck, but deep and passionate. Luna’s troubles melted away as fast as her wing rose into the air. Luna exhaled sharply in relief as Big Mac nibbled at her cheeks and chin and ears. She felt her hind legs turning to butter, and she started falling back into the cloud.

He climbed on top of her, and pressed her down into the soft pillowy cloud. Luna opened her mouth and let his tongue slip in. She gasped for air when he pulled out his tongue and bit at her neck. She squealed when he wrapped his lips around the base of her horn and licked it. She moaned as he pushed his tongue back between her teeth, and he rubbed his long hard erection across her belly.

Luna wrapped her legs around his body and squeezed. She wanted it inside of her. She ddn’t tell him out loud. Surely, he must know that, she thought to herself, he’s teasing me.

Big Mac slowly nibbed his way down her body. Their cloud was softer than any bed. He started at her chin, then her neck, then moved down and kissed every inch of her body. Luna squirmed. It tickled. But it didn’t tickle in the way that made her want to laugh, but the way that drove her wild. It was overwhelmingly erotic. She wanted to throw him on his back and take him right then. But she couldn’t resist him.

He made his way down to her belly. Then he went lower. He stopped right at her mound of venus and pressed his lips into it, feeling the fleshy softness of it. She arched her back in anticipation. Big Mac started to move his front hooves up between the inside of her legs. He got to her thighs. His tongue and his hooves were slowly converging on the same point, destined to reach there at the same moment. Luna knew it would only be a few more seconds, but the anticipation was driving her insane. His hooves were just on the verge of reaching her crotch when he slid them beneath her and squeezed her butt cheeks and spread them. He dove his tongue into her at the exact same moment.

Luna screamed. It was a loud, high-pitched scream that shot out through the night air. It echoed across the countryside below. All the ponies who would have heard were asleep under the light of Luna’s moon. Luna had her hooves pressed down on Big Mac’s head, grabbing at his ears. Occasionally, Luna stuck her head up and looked down at Big Mac as he ate her out. His whole snout seemed buried between her legs. Sometimes he lifted his head to pay special attention to her clit, but still his lips were wrapped over that soft mound above her pussy. She wanted to watch. She liked to watch. But she couldn’t. She kept throwing her head back into the cloud in ecstasy. She kept pumping her hips upward, as if to drive Big Macs tongue further into her pussy.

Luna couldn’t take any more. She wouldn’t. Luna sat up on the cloud. She pressed her hooves against his face and pulled his head up to hers. She kissed him and slid her tongue in. He had her taste on his mouth. The whole front of his face was slopping wet, from chin to mane. She didn’t care in the slightest. She reached around for his cock as she kissed him. She found it and pulled it close between her legs. The both had to sit up straighter. She pulled it closer, but their position wouldn’t allow it to slip in.

Luna flapped her long beautiful wings. The forced of it pushed her up and into Big Mac. It pushed him up onto his hind legs, and she went with him. She wrapped her hind legs around his body, and his huge cock went sliding all the way in. Big Mac stood straight up on the cloud, supporting the both of them. He had his front hooves pressed into her buttocks as they fucked. He was more then strong enough to lift her whole weight. The problem was balance, and Luna carefully flapped her wings before they tipped over, holding them both upright.

Luna pulled herself up on his muscular shoulders, and then drove herself back down onto his cock using all of her weight. She was ferocious in her passion. And clumsy. With a loud shout, she slammed herself down onto him and nearly came. Big Mac started to fall over to one side. Not wanting to give up control, Luna flapped her wings quickly, and the buffeting sent Big Mac falling onto his back.

Luna landed on top of him. She sat straight up, straddling him. His cock was deep, all the way inside of her. Her butt cheeks were pressed against is balls. Luna stayed like this for a moment. She pressed her hooves against her lower belly, as if she could feel his erection inside of her, from the outside. She threw her head back and moaned. Only after she couldn’t take it any more did she start to grind. Slowly at first. She rotated her hips in almost imperceptible little circles. Then she started thrusting her hips back and forth, still very slow, with him still deep inside of her. She started to move up and down it. Each time she fucked a little harder. Each time her breathing grew heavier, and her moaning and grunting grew louder. A few minutes later she was working halfway up his shaft. A few more minutes, and all the way up, to just below his head.

Below them, their cloud drifted. It passed over the farm, and out over the forest on the other side. Out where wild weather grew. More clouds formed. They merged. There cloud turned grey, pregnant with rain. They both heard thunder off in the distance, but they paid it no heed. The cloud turned black. It began to rain. Luna pumped on. Her wings were stretched out wide behind her and her eyes reflected the moonlight. Her countenance was glorious and overpowering to Big Mac, watching beneath.

Luna fell back onto his erection on last time. She ground into it, as hard as her hips could grind. Lightning flashed.. Luna came. She opened her mouth, but only a whispery squeak came out. The orgasm seemed to fill her up and wash out of her. Her body twitched. The orgasm slowly faded, and was gone. Then the thunderclap reached them. Their whole bodies shook as the shock wave passed through them, and then it too was gone.

Luna fell over into the cloud. Big Mac slowly started to get up. Luna was faster. She grabbed his cock and sucked him into her mouth. Big Mac kept getting up. She only fellated him a few times before he pushed her off of him and stood up. Luna saw the look in his eyes. Luna quickly got up onto fours as well and lifted her tail.

Big McIntosh mounted her. He wasn’t in the mood for wasting time. Luna’s eyes bulged as he shoved it in. Right off the bat and he was really slamming into her. The thunder grew closer. Luna craned her head back and looked at him. His face was grim. He was staring directly into her soul.

“Give it to me, Big McIntosh,” Luna said.

Luna didn’t think he could fuck her any harder, but he did.

“Give me the whole thing,” she grunted.

Again, he found more strength. She winced.

“Show me what earth ponies are made of. Show me why they call you Big Mac. Show me how much you think of me.” If Big Mac didn’t fuck her any harder, he fucked her faster. “Oh!” Luna cried out.

She bent her head down as if to bury her face into the cloud. Big Mac’s hind hooves were digging into the cloud. There was a great ripping sound from below, as if Big McIntosh was tearing the cloud apart with his great strength.

“Fuck me like you love me,” she groaned out. “Fuck me like you want to spend the rest of your life with me,” she called. “Fuck me like you’ll never see me again!” she screamed into the black void before them.

Luna turned once more to look into his face. His lips were pulled apart and his teeth were bared. His eyes were shut tight. His face was being lit from below. The cloud glowed brilliantly, blinding out the moon. Big Mac opened his mouth and screamed. The thunder crashed as he came inside of her. Luna screamed as well, in surprise and ecstasy. She could feel him bursting inside of her.

Big McIntosh fell backwards into the cloud. Luna came over to him. She slipped his cock back into her mouth and sucked as the last of his seed spilled out. Only when it began to recede into his sheath did she let go of it and swallow. She rested her head on his stomach. Then she moved up to his chest. He put his leg around her shoulders and they laid together.

The rain stopped. The clouds lightened and parted. Soon their own cloud would be gone. Luna stood up. The afterglow was fading, and her thoughts were returning. The troubled thoughts. The confused, doubtful, and melancholy thoughts. Big Mac stood up too. He was thinking the same, of their conversation earlier. He walked to the cloud’s edge. He pushed the thoughts away for matters of practicality.

“How do we get down from here?” he asked.

“Come here,” Luna told him. He turned around. She kissed him once more. Big Mac closed his eyes. The only sensation he felt this time was her kiss, and the smooth river rocks beneath his feet. They were back where they started from.

Still, they kissed. They kissed until the moon reached it zenith, then started down the other half of half of the sky. Luna broke the kiss.

“I should go,” she said.

“Stay with me,” Big McIntosh said.

“You mean the night? In your house?”

“Stay with me,” he nodded.

“I couldn’t.”

“Stay with me.”

“I musn’t.”

“Stay with me.”

“Your granny’s old fashioned. If she finds me, she’ll be upset.”

“Stay with me.”

“If others find out, we’ll both be in trouble.”

“Stay with me.”

“They’ll never allow it.”

“Stay with me.”

“I’ll stay young.”

“Stay with me.”

“You’ll grow old,” she whispered.

“Stay with me,” he said.

She stayed with him.

So I had a request for a humanized Luna x AJ story. I figured I'd continue it from my last Luna story, which was Big Mac's Family Dinner. Note: it only takes place afterwards. It is not really a sequel. For some strange reason: sweet innocent pony Luna is a completely different character than naughty, minxy Luna. Way off in the Pony Universe, this story never happens.

Luna woke up at the crack of dawn. She had always been a morning person.

Big Macintosh’s big, muscular arm was still wrapped around her body. He was spooning her from behind. He had kept her warm all night long despite the thin, worn old quilt he used as a bedspread. He was still snoring, but it was a deep, slow rumble and it had been more hypnotic than annoying. If she wasn’t careful, she was going to fall madly in love with her new boyfriend.

She wiggled back up into him, and felt his manhood sticking into the crack of her ass. That was all it took to make her excited. She rolled him over onto his back. Luna wrapped her fingers around his penis and found it already semi-erect. It was one of the reasons she loved getting up in the morning - men were at their best. A few jerks and he was rock hard, and his snoring hadn’t changed a bit. The man was hung like a horse. He was bigger than the choicest palace guards, and he knew how to use it too. He was a keeper alright.

She straddled him. Luna rubbed his glans up and down her clit. It was an intense combination of ticklish and erotic. It sent shivers up her spine. She got so wet so fast she was practically dripping down his shaft. She lowered herself down onto him.

She sat there for a moment, with it all the way in. She could feel his big balls on the cheeks of her ass. She rolled it around inside of herself and took a few deep gasps before she really started to work it up and down. She had to prop herself up with her palms placed on his muscular stomach.

It wasn’t until he reached up and grabbed her tiny tits that she noticed he had stopped snoring. She looked into his eyes and caught the stare of intense concentration. It didn’t take long for her to cum. She was already close by the time she had woken him up. The way he was pinching and twisting her nipples made it all the easier. Once she finished, she kept riding him. She could tell by the look on his face that he was almost there. His teeth had started out clenched tightly shut, but his mouth was slowly opening as he climaxed.

Then he shut his eyes tight, stretched his head back, and came inside of her. Luna grinned down at him and giggled. She didn’t get much of a response. Big Mac’s eyes were still closed, but his face was relaxing. He was falling asleep again. Luna stuck out her lower lip and pouted, but that didn’t get a response either.

She climbed off of him and the bed. Her thighs were all wet and gooey. She had worked up the start of a good sweat as well.

“Where’s the shower?” she asked, trying to not make too much noise. She didn’t know how thin the walls of the old farmhouse were, and she didn’t want to wake anybody up. She wasn’t really supposed to be there.

“First door on the left,” he grumbled.

“You got a towel?”

“Top drawer. Dresser.” Then he started to snore. She grabbed it out of the dresser. It had kind of a musky smell, as if he had used it a couple of times since it was last washed.

Luna opened the bedroom door and peeked out into the hallway. It was clear. She tiptoed out, completely nude. She didn’t want to get the towel dirty by wrapping it around herself; she was an awful mess. Luna made it to the bathroom and winced when the door creaked loudly. She ducked in and shut it again.

The floor was icy cold under her feet. She placed the towel next to the sink and started the water. She winced again as the pipes made a tremendous rattling noise that seemed to shake the whole house. Once the water came out, the rattling stopped and Luna jumped in. She almost screamed. First it was too hot, then too cold. She had to spend a lot of time, ducked down under the shower head, fiddling with the finicky faucet handles.

Finally, Luna got the temperature just right. She stood up into the stream and took a deep, steamy breath. The showers and baths back at the palace were, in theory, much better. They had fancy shower heads with multiple features. The temperature was easy to adjust. There were beautiful marble and granite tiles, inlays and mosaics, as opposed to the ratty old shower curtain around the old four-legged tub. Even the water was specially filtered and treated.

Luna, however, liked this shower better. There was something about the way the early morning light streamed through the frosted window that made her feel more alive and refreshed. Her frozen toes were starting to warm up as the hot water streamed over them. Her pores were opening up. Both of her little erect nipples were relaxing and softening. Her normally pale skin was getting pink and rosy, as flushed as it had been last night when she had climaxed over and over again. She could feel the sweat washing off of her body to leave nothing but squeaky clean skin.

Luna stretched her arms and ran her fingers back through her hair. She let the hot water pound against her scalp. She took in another breath of that thick, steamy air. Then she heard a squeak. It was the long, loud, high-pitched squeak of the bathroom door opening. Luna smiled as she thought her lover might be coming in to join her in the shower.

Then Luna froze as she realized there were three other people besides Big Macintosh in the house, and none were supposed to know she was there. Luna froze in place. Her back was to the shower head, and her hands still behind her head. She listened, and heard somebody sitting down on the toilet. She waited. It flushed. She had to bite her lip to keep from screaming. The water had suddenly become piping hot. She stepped backwards, underneath the stream of the shower.

“So didja have a good night, big brother?” Luna heard a voice ask.

Oh god, Luna thought. It’s his little sister Applejack. What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? There were a million things that Luna was capable of doing. She could have teleported back to the palace. She could have turned Applejack into a toad. She could have imitated the voice of Big Macintosh. None of them would strike her as the appropriate or honest thing to do if they had occurred to her at the moment.

“Cat got your tongue, eh?” she said. “Like usual? You know, I noticed that you didn’t come home until late last night. Didja walk her back to her hotel and then come straight back? Or did you stop somewhere? You didn’t get a little frisky, did you? That Princess Luna looks like she could be a naughty little minx if she wanted to be.”

Please leave please leave please leave.

“I hope you don’t start all putting on airs now that you’re hob-nobbin’ with the royalty.” Luna stared in horror as fingers appeared at the edge of the shower curtain. A long feminine leg. It was naked.

Oh god, she’s getting in with me.

“Hob-nobbing, big brother? Or should I say boot-knocking with the...,” Applejack noticed Luna beneath the steaming stream of the shower. “Royalty,” she added, unconsciously.

For a moment, Applejack did nothing but stand there with her mouth open. Luna still stood beneath the shower head, demurely, trying to make herself as small as possible. She had her forearms pressed to her breasts and her fists tucked under her chin. Luna, by her nature, was not normally a demure person. But the fact that she was not supposed to be there, the surprise of Applejack walking in on her, and the added surprise of Applejack expecting her brother, put Luna completely off guard.

AJ’s own hands reached up and covered her own breasts. Her knees bent inward. “You’re not supposed to be here!” she said in a loud, forced whisper.

Luna just sort of squeaked.

“Do you know how upset Granny’ll be if she catches you here?”

Luna kind of shrugged, in an honestly worried way.

“Do you know how much trouble Big Macintosh will get into? I can’t believe he brought you back here!”

“I’m sorry!” Luna offered.

“Hmmf. Should have known no good would come of this the moment you walked in for dinner,” Applejack said. “I could tell by the look of you.”

“Excuse me?”, Luna dropped the whisper and used a normal, somewhat irritated tone of voice. “Oh, like you’re supposed to be here either?”

“What?” said AJ. “This is my own shower! This is my own house!”

“Well, yeah,” Luna said. “But you thought your brother was in here when you got in!” Applejack turned beet red, and it wasn’t because of the hot water. “Just what sort of family is this?” Luna added.

AJ was shocked. She dropped her hands from her breasts and placed her fists on her hips. Her tits bobbed briefly when she let them go, and they were soon wet with spray from the shower. Luna glanced at them briefly but made sure not to reveal any look of admiration on her face. “And just what is it you think you’re insinuating?”

“What do you think I’m insinuating?” asked Luna. “It shouldn’t be that hard to figure out.”

“Oh, so now you’re insinuating I’m stupid? On top of that insinuation on a moral abomination? Missy, I sure am sick of these stereotypes of good, hard-working country folk, I tell ya wh...”

“It’s hardly fitting to call it a stereotype if it’s true,” Luna said. “It’s not like I didn’t just witness you walking in on your brother in the shower.”

“And ah suppose you rich noble folk think you’re so much better than us. Like royalty don’t fool around with their own kinfolk what for keeping their bloodline pure. Like they don’t got the pedigrees to prove it and flaunt it around.”

“Well, I’ve certainly never gotten into the shower with my own brother!” Luna said.

“No, you’ve been fucking my brother is all. You no good, blueblooded, hypocritical harlot!”

Luna gasped. Nobody talked to her like that. “How dare you? You inbred, redneck, brother-fucking whore!”

Luna and Applejack stared each other down. Luna considered slapping AJ in the face. Applejack considered swinging a wild haymaker. Instead, they both stepped towards each other, threw their arms around each other’s bodies, and kissed. It was an angry kiss, aggressive. Applejack was a head taller than Luna, and had her neck bent back as they kissed. Steamy water was now flowing all over AJ’s body. Luna had it turned up just a little hotter than she was ready for. Her flesh was still cold from the chilly morning air. Big goose bumps stood out all over her skin. Luna ran her fingers all up and down Applejack’s back. She dug in her finger nails a bit, as she still remembered the angry words they had just exchanged. AJ, in return, drove her tongue deep into Luna’s mouth and forced down her tongue. Luna ran her hands down and squeezed AJ’s ass. Hot water went streaming down the length of her arms in little rivulets, and poured onto AJ’s ass, then down the inside of her thighs, making her flinch. There was a brief struggle below as they each tried to rub their pussies against each other’s thighs.

Applejack had Luna pulled close, and was pressing her large breasts into Luna’s upper chest. She reached up behind Luna, and grabbed a bar of soap from the little shelf on the wall. She started to lather up Luna’s butt, grabbed her long wet hair with the other hand to pull it out of the way, and then ran the bar of soap up Luna’s back. Luna broke the kiss and bent her head back. Applejack slowly moved the bar up Luna’s neck, underneath her chin, then up behind her ear.

Luna had been gripping Applejack around her waist, tightly, but moved her hand up beside her own face, and grabbed a hold of AJ’s hand. Their fingers intertwined briefly as they held the bar of soap between their palms. Luna took a hold of the bar of soap, and then began to rub it all over AJ’s big tits. Luna was standing in front of the stream of water, and AJ’s tits got very soapy. They were slick and slippery with the soap, and her nipples were big and red, now warmed up by the shower. Small bubbles ran down the center of AJ’s chest, and collected underneath her breasts. Luna lifted up each breast to wash underneath them. She did first one, and then the other, and then forgot and did the first one again. She was distracted as she planted kisses all over Applejack’s neck and chin.

Luna slowly started to kneel down. As she did so, the water splashed on AJ, and washed the soap from her breasts. As soon as it was gone, Luna popped the nipple of one of AJ’s breasts into her mouth as she fondled the other. Applejack’s nipples began to grow erect again despite the heat. Luna sucked and drank the water as it came streaming off of AJ’s tits. She placed her face between AJ’s tits and squeezed them into her cheeks. Hot water streamed all over her face and down her long hair on her back. She could only breathe through her mouth, during those few moments when she wasn’t kissing or sucking on AJ’s blushing flesh.

Luna rubbed her hands down AJ’s sides, making her squirm. She ran her hands around Applejack’s hips and squeezed her ass again. She squeezed her ass over and over, each time pulling her cheeks apart. Each time the tips of her fingers moved closer and closer to AJ’s crack. Applejack squealed as hot water ran down between her cheeks when Luna pulled them wide apart. Luna’s fingers were getting closer together, and lower. They had almost reached AJ’s ass. They were almost close enough to finger her from behind.

Instead, Luna spun AJ around in the shower. Now AJ’s back was facing the shower head. Luna kept forcing her back. Back, underneath the stream of the shower. They had a moment’s relief from the intense heat. Both had a chance to breathe in the steamy air. Luna forced AJ back to the shower’s stand pipe. It was as hot as the water, maybe hotter. Luna squatted down further. She kissed AJ’s navel. She sucked the flowing water out of it. AJ was flexing her back and swiveling her hips. The hot metal standpipe was sometimes sticking between her shoulder blades, sometimes sticking in the small of her back, and sometimes the thin metal rod was sandwiched between the cheeks of her ass.

Luna knelt all the way down. She tickled AJ’s clit first with her nose, then quickly licked it. More water came falling down the full length of AJ’s body and onto Luna’s tongue. It was as sweet and clean as the water that had streamed off her nipples. Luna dug her face into AJ’s pussy. Her nose and chin were pressed between AJ’s pussy lips, and her tongue was deep inside. AJ moaned and grabbed at Luna’s hair, just above her scalp. Luna’s tongue stretched and bent until it was sore. Water poured over the bridge of her nose. Luna kept up as long as she could, releasing her face from AJ’s pussy only when she had to take a breath. She returned to Applejack’s clit, licking and munching at it, while she replaced her tongue with two fingers, up inside AJ’s pussy.

AJ could feel the orgasm coming from a long way off. It wasn’t easy; she had to work at it. She knew it was coming, and she was determined to reach it. She tightened her grip on Luna’s hair. AJ’s knees were bent apart, and she found herself squatting up and down slightly. She was rubbing her ass against the pipe at her back. Luna’s head was bobbing up and down with the movement. Applejack was also shifting her hips backwards. The pipe was rubbing further down the crack of her ass. The shifting grew more frantic, until she felt her sensitive anus pressed up against that hot metal. Then she shifted forward again to return her clit to Luna’s tongue. Back against the pipe, up against the tongue. It was coming now. It was just a few more seconds away. Luna could tell. She was pumping her fingers furiously into AJ.

Applejack came. She started to scream and then caught herself. She pulled at Luna’s hair, who managed to ignore the pain. AJ released her grip, then slowly went sliding down the pipe. Luna kissed AJ’s tits as they came down, and then kissed her on her lips. AJ’s mouth hung open. There was so much steam it made it hard to catch her breath. Luna bit at Applejack’s lower lip.

Luna started to stand up. AJ stroked her own fingertips down Luna’s body as she rose up, playing special care to her tiny, perky tits. Luna stood up completely. Applejack pressed her face into Luna’s crotch. She didn’t dig her tongue in, but instead kissed around Luna’s cleft and mound of venus. She reached around Luna’s narrow, almost boyish hips and grabbed her ass.

Applejack turned Luna around. She reached down and found the bar of soap. It had fallen to the bottom of the tub and was at the edge of the drain. She reached up with it, and began to wash Luna’s ass, as Luna had washed her tits earlier. AJ planted her face into Luna’s cheeks and kissed them all over. She licked broadly up and down them. She ran her hand up Luna’s thigh, then found her clit with the tips of her fingers. Luna started to bend over. She kept her legs straight, and bent at the waist. She was quite nimble, and light on her toes.

AJ used both hands to spread both cheeks apart. Luna’s little soft pink asshole was looking right back at her. Clear, hot water ran down and across it, twisting and meandering like a tiny river. Her bright pink, almost red, pussy was spreading apart below. AJ stretched her neck forward, and placed her face between Luna’s cheeks.

Luna moaned.

There was a squeak, and it hadn’t come from either of them. It was a long, slow, high pitched squeak. It was the bathroom door. Somebody was coming in. Applejack pulled her face back a bit to listen, but otherwise froze, same as Luna. Please don’t let it be the kid, Luna thought to herself. Somebody walked across the floor. They both heard somebody raise the toilet lid. It was Big Macintosh. It had to be. Luna quietly sighed in relief. Then she had to cover her mouth to keep from squealing. AJ had stuck her tongue back in and wiggled it around.

Luna didn’t want to make any noise. She had no idea what Big Mac would do if he found her fooling around with his sister, and she didn’t want to find out. The toilet flushed. The water grew very hot, but not as hot as before. AJ kept tickling and teasing her. Luna had half a mind to reach around and give her a slap for horseplay when they were supposed to be quiet.

Applejack wasn’t finished yet. She slid her tongue out of Luna’s pussy, then slowly slid it up. She slid it up to Luna’s wet, pink butt hole, then pushed and it went squeezing in. Luna’s eyes went wide with surprise. Big Macintosh chose that exact moment to step into the shower. He was buck naked and semi-erect. He had a big smile on his face, as he had been expecting just Luna. He heard her screaming in the bedroom, and figured she was getting all riled up. He hadn’t expected his sister. The smile dropped from his face. He looked at Luna. He looked at Applejack. He looked back at Luna. He looked back at Applejack. She still had her tongue in Luna’s ass. But she winked at him. He looked back at Luna. The smile returned to his face.

Without saying a word, Big McIntosh stepped forward and stuck his cock into Luna’s surprised, but eager mouth. He quickly grew fully erect while between her lips. She was not in a good position to fellate him, so instead he grabbed her head and started pumping his hips into her. Luna sucked her boyfriend’s cock as it slid in and out of her throat and his sister’s tongue slid in and out of her ass. She could still taste her juices on his cock, from their fucking earlier in the morning. It soon washed clean. Water was pouring all over her back from the shower. The water pressure was high enough that it felt like a thousand little needles massaging her back. It was pouring over her head and made breathing through her nose impossible. She only lasted a minute or so before she had to force his hips away from her face with her hands.

Luna reached up and wrapped her hands around Big Mac’s strong neck. She felt AJ’s hands at her waist. Luna hopped up and wrapped her lithe legs around Big Mac’s thick body. AJ had helped her up. She kissed Big Mac on the lips. She almost bit his tongue in surprise when AJ stepped forward and pressed her big tits against Luna’s back. Applejack reached down and grabbed her brother’s big erection as it stuck out from below Luna’s ass. Luna started to slide down Big Mac’s body, and AJ guided his cock into her.

Big Macintosh used his powerful hands to lift Luna up and down as she rode his cock. AJ squeezed her soft, soapy tits harder into Luna’s back. She rubbed them around in large circles, her hard nipples gliding over Luna’s smooth skin. They made loud squelching noises as they moved around. She reached down and grabbed Big Mac by the balls, and then slowly danced her fingers upwards. She felt as Big Mac’s hard dick slid in and out of Luna’s delicate lips, and then further up towards Luna’s ass. She slid a finger in, to replace the tongue that could no longer reach. With her other hand, she reached around and stroked Big Mac’s back. They sandwiched Luna between themselves.

The water was not as hot as it had been just a few moments before. Big Macintosh and Applejack knew their country home well. They would only have a few minutes of hot water left. Big Mac lifted Luna up and off his cock. She looked into his eyes. He gestured with his head. Over the last few weeks, Big Macintosh had learned just how nimble Luna really was.

Luna bent and turned awkwardly. Big Mac grabbed her hips and lifted her up into the air again, only this time she was upside down. Luna grabbed his dick and sucked it into her mouth. Now she could fellate it properly. She hungrily sucked it down. Big Mac craned his neck down and stuck his face into her pussy.

AJ just watched at first, impressed. Then she came forward and played with Luna’s ass as it hung upside down. The bridge of her brother’s nose was sticking out between Luna’s lips. She made a little whiny pouting noise and Big Mac looked at her. He lifted his head back up, and AJ stuck her face down between Luna’s legs. Luna was surprised, but she didn’t stop blowing Big Mac. Instead she bent her knees back to place them on Applejack’s shoulders. They were welcome support in addition to Big Mac’s powerful hands. AJ stepped back a bit so she had more room, leaving Luna at an angle. When she stopped to breathe, Big Mac pulled her back and close to his face to eat her out. They took a number of turns, each time sending Luna’s pussy back and forth between them.

Luna never stopped sucking off Big Mac. AJ had her face deep in Luna’s pussy when they all heard a squeak. It hadn’t come from any of them. They all froze. It was the long, high-pitched squeak of somebody else coming into the bathroom.

“Ah’m sorry for coming in, but I gotta go,” Applebloom said.

Big Macintosh looked into Applejack’s eyes. Don’t get it, don’t get in, don’t get in, they both thought simultaneously. They didn’t know how they’d explain it to Luna if she did. Luna still had the dick in her mouth, but only the head, so that she could breathe. Her only concern was not making any more noise.

They heard the toilet flush, then Applebloom washing her hands. The water didn’t get any warmer. Applebloom turned to look at the shower before walking out the door. There were a pair of small, petite, very pale feet sticking up in the air close to the shower head. Applebloom rolled her eyes, mouthed a cuss word she wasn’t supposed to say, then walked out of the bathroom, closing the squeaking door behind her.

Luna pulled the cock out of her mouth and jerked it off a few times. “Tell me your grandmother’s not going to walk in,” she said.

“Nah,” said Big Mac. “She uses the downstairs bathroom. We’re free and clear.” Luna stuck the dick back in her mouth. Big Mac and AJ started stepping closer together. They would have to finish soon. The water was growing very tepid, but not quite cool. It seemed to make their skin more sensitive. Big Mac’s balls were pulling up tight, like was about to cum. Brother and sister stepped even closer together. Luna was sandwiched between them again, this time upside down. She couldn’t bob her head, so again Big McIntosh started pumping his hips. Big Mac craned his head down, turning it, and licked her clit. AJ, also turning her head, stuck her tongue back into Luna’s ass. They both licked furiously. Luna was moaning, but with her mouth full. Her legs were twitching and kicking around their faces. AJ and Big Mac kissed each other, sliding their tongues into each others mouths, before turning their heads the other way and descending into Luna again. Luna came. She squeezed Big Mac around his waist as hard as she could.

Big Mac came soon after. AJ stepped back to give him room. His face had an intense look of concentration. The same he had when lifting a massive piece of farm equipment. The muscles on his arms bulged. He hammered his cock into Luna’s face. He shot his load. Luna felt his hot cum shooting upwards into her throat. He grunted, thrust into her a few more times, then pulled out of her.

He carefully set her back down. AJ got out of the now cold shower first. Luna quickly washed her face, then stepped out. Big Mac, who had barely any time to get clean at all, washed off his crotch then turned the water off.

For a moment, the three didn’t say anything to each other. They only smiled as they dried each other’s bodies off with two towels between them.

Finally, Luna spoke. “You know, you Apple folk are a lot more fun than I ever would have expected.” She grabbed Big Mac’s flaccid cock with her towel to dry it, as she kissed him on the lips. “I’ve really got to hand it to you. Especially your sister.” She winked at AJ, who smiled back.

“Eyup,” Big Mac said. “Ah got the best sister in the world.”

“Hmmf,” said Luna. “Well, she’s really great. Better than I ever expected. But I don’t know about the best in the world. You know, Big Macintosh? How about after you’re done with your farm chores I take you back to the palace? Then we’ll see how you like my sister.”