Applejack tried to stuff all of her uncle’s cock into her mouth. She really wanted him squeezed between her legs; to feel his long hard penis riding way up inside of her body. For now, though, she wanted to give every bit of pleasure to him that she could muster. Poor Uncle Orange had been down on his luck recently. He was family. Nobody messed with her family.

She sucked up until only the rim of the head was between her lips. She danced her tongue across the broad flat surface of it. She tickled that little fleshy tip of the hole. Uncle Orange squirmed in his seat. He liked that. All her relations did.

She let go of it with a mushy pop, then lowered her head down the surface of his erection, so that it dragged its way up her face. Her eyes were closed, but she knew he was watching her, and enjoying it. She knew it always drove the stallions wild to see their cocks in her mouth or on her face.

Her pursed lips reached his balls. She kissed them, licked them, sucked them into her mouth. They were his family jewels. Family was the most important thing in Applejack’s life, and here were the most erotic, physical representation of family. She always felt that balls didn’t get enough attention among the other mares. She loved them. She sucked on them gently but passionately, as if worshiping them.

Applejack couldn’t take it any more. Her carnal desires where overriding her more simple pleasure. She let his left ball fall from her mouth. She looked at his wet, pink sack and licked it one more time. Then she licked broadly up his shaft, kissed the tip of his dick, and then moved up his body.

She got up on the couch with him, first with her knees. His stiff rod was pressed between their bodies. She pressed her pussy up against it - at the base just above his balls. Her wet lips were forced apart by the pressure, and she rubbed her clit against it. She was torn between wanting to go all the way, and not wanting to stop humping his shaft.

She got up higher, on her hind hooves. She was above him, looking down, while Uncle Orange looked up. Their noses touched. They peered intensely into each other’s eyes. Then her jaw dropped open when she lowered her pussy onto the tip of his cock. A drop of her wetness rolled down the length of his shaft. She closed her eyes and she lowered herself down, impaling herself with the thick meat of her Uncle’s manhood.

She went down and down and then stopped at the base. Uncle Orange hugged her close. She remembered the hug. It was the same loving warmth her kind uncle had given her all those years ago. Now it was tempered with lust and eroticism.

She started to pump up and down. Her universe vanished except for the sensation of his cock and his teeth nibbling at her neck. Her sexual relief came very quickly. She started having orgasms almost immediately. Several of them. They were short, and came one right after the other.

They said nothing to each other at first, but Applejack was soon squealing like a stuck pig. One orgasm would roll through her body and then fade away. She would think herself done, but as soon as she did, another would start building and building, then ravish her body as powerful and unstoppable as an avalanche.

The fifth orgasm came and went, and AJ’s drive began to slowly diminish. She didn’t know how long she had been riding her uncle. Time seemed to have lost meaning. Now, though, their bodies were sopping wet with sweat. Her knees felt weak from all the exertion. She was starting to slow down.

Something was happening to Uncle Orange, she could feel it. He always seemed soft to her. All city folk did. He didn’t seem much different when he was beneath her; it was kind of like fucking a big teddy bear, only his dick was rock hard. Now, though, he was starting to tense up. His hooves had moved from the center of her back, down to her ass. He was squeezing her tight, almost - but not quite - painfully. His hips started shifting upwards, hoping to speed up the rhythm as AJ slowed down. The muscles in his legs were growing firm; so were the ones in his shoulders.

Applejack screamed in surprise and delight when he leaned forward and picked her up off the couch and carried them both on his hind hooves. She didn’t know where he got the strength. His balance was off, and he slammed her down on top of the coffee table. Clutter went flying everywhere. It was rough. It was violent. Applejack loved him for it. Now he was giving her a good, old-fashioned countryfolk-style fucking. He was a beast.

She looked up into his face, being able to properly see it now. His lips were pulled back, and his gritted teeth were bared. His eyes had a wild, insane look to them. He didn’t look like the same pony. Applejack felt yet another orgasm coming on.

Now she was anything but silent. She was screaming and writhing in ecstasy, but also shouting and hollering encouragement up at her uncle. She was hollering things like “yahoo!,” and “yeehaw!,”; anything to bring him back to his country roots. It was working. If anything, he tensed up harder. He was pounding his cock into her, harder and harder, faster and faster. He was fucking her right to the threshold of pain.

She came twice more while he was hammering into her from above. Then he started to grunt. He grunted with each thrust. He had been upright, but then started to lower himself closer and closer to her face. She peered into his eyes again, but only the abyss stared back. He was like an animal. She stopped screaming encouragement then. He obviously didn’t need any. She was almost frightened by how powerful and forceful he had become.

Then he grunted and leaned way back. He pulled his cock out of her pussy, then slapped it down on her belly. She squealed in joy, opened her mouth wide, then cupped her hooves around it just before he screamed and came.

Applejack had never seen a cock shoot so hard or so much. It ended up covering her from her hat all the way down to her little nipples. It got in her eyes, stinging them, but she didn’t mind so much. It got in one of her nostrils. Plenty of it landed in her mouth and she slurped it down. It got all over her belly. Big white gooey gobs of it. She rubbed it all over and into her coat with his boner. She squeezed it a few times, forcing the last drops out, and it drove him nuts.

Then he fell over and onto the floor. She got down on top of him. “Yeehaw!” he gasped, and it made her laugh. She started kissing him all over - down, down. She chuckled as he grabbed at her ears. She kissed his fading cock. She could taste his cum and her pussy on in. Then she got down to his balls again.

She worshipped them again in her own special way. She kept doing it until he was stiff again, and they went a second round.

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