Dear Diary,

I wasn’t sure what I was feeling for Big Mac earlier was actually love. I’ve never known this feeling for anypony other than Starsong or Silver Veil, and it’s different with them; they’re family, I don’t have any interest in them beyond that (I don’t think, anyway). But, now I’m quite certain. I love Big Mac. I really do…

When I made it to Sweet Apple Acres, I ran into an orange earth pony named Applejack. I guess she was the sister Vinyl had warned me about, and by the look of her, she was no slouch in terms of physical strength (certainly more so than I as a pegasus could ever aspire to). I decided better of mentioning what I was actually there for; even if she wasn’t the dangerous mare I’d been warned about, it wouldn’t be crazy to assume the family that made her feel so strongly about this has similar prejudice. Anyway, Applejack was happy to point me in the right direction once I told her that I was here to talk business.

Once I found Big Mac, I told him I’d be staying at Vinyl’s place for a while (I know it’s unlike me to pass up an opportunity to tease, but I was really excited). We kissed again in celebration, and his masculine scent began to catch my attention. I guess Big Mac must’ve noticed that I was getting wound up because he began to grind into me, pinning me against the trees and putting me at his mercy again. I’ll admit, I was actually pleasantly surprised at how forward he’d become after one night…

His forcefulness excited me even faster than usual; I was practically cumming by the time he let me down and turned to mount me. I lost control almost immediately once I had that glorious cock inside me again. My blissful screams could probably have been heard all the way back in the town proper, with how into it I was. Surprisingly, though, nopony seemed to notice the commotion and come to investigate; at one point I thought I felt somepony watching us, but that along with every other unnecessary thought when my first orgasm hit me. Big Mac, though, had apparently decided that he wanted his mare to drown in her bliss; he didn’t slow up at all, and instead seemed determined to make cum again and again. After the third, I lost count of how many times I climaxed… It felt as though I might somehow actually die of ecstasy…

Once again, by the time he finally came himself, I had completely exhausted my energy and simply collapsed under my weight. We embraced passionately again once we were able to catch our respective breaths. That’s when I heard the words I hadn’t realized until then that I longed to hear from the red stallion: “I love you”.

Even compared to what we did last night… well, there simply is no comparison. Now that I can feel the love we share in our aggressive mating as well as the powerful lust, the act of coitus is so far beyond exciting that I can barely stand it. I don’t know how I was okay with anything I’d done before Big Mac, and I know I don’t ever want to be apart from him again. Whatever comes of his family’s distaste of our union, I’ll face it bravely (for once) for the sake of this feeling I suddenly can’t live without.

~ Starshadow