While Benny had reached a new milestone with his two, that wasn't the only notable event of the night.

Just after departing from the castle, Lumberman knew Applejack had only one thing on her mind. How could he not? They hadn’t even driven past the bakery when her ears went completely on the fritz. Not only that, he had to roll down a window so her natural perfume didn’t seep into the seats.

“Woody. Wait’n all day might not ‘uh been such a good idea. Dinner’s done, but ferget the bath. I’m beg’n ya to take me straight tuh bed, and fer the luv ‘uh fuck, wait till we’re done tuh gimme them damn pills. Not until ya let me give as good as I get.”

The night before, Lumberman might have been apprehensive about getting physical with Applejack, given her condition. But after she passed out no sooner and had he got a peek at just how bad she wanted him, then blew it this morning, only to keep their time romantic before dinner, he wasn’t going to let this chance pass him by.

After hearing her demands, he grinned devilishly and reached for a CD tucked away in his sun visor. Since they were nearing the edge of town, he figured he’d play something to fit the mood.

“Apple Hat, I’m gonna get you home with the quickness. Then we’re gonna get it on.”

He popped in the CD, but since it was an older disk he burnt himself, the name didn’t pop up like Applejack expected it to.

“Now that’s more like it, but what music ya gonna play for us?”

The disk loaded, and the heavy slam of a drum with a guitar riff blaring over the speakers as T-R-OO-U-B-L-E by Travis Tritt started to play just as they passed the edge of town.

“Music you play when you need to drive fast so you can get laid.”

Slamming his foot on the gas and driving much faster than he should have, Lumberman sang along to the song while Applejack held tightly onto her seat. Like a gentleman, he was careful not to take the turns too sharply but still had some fun with drifting around a corner or two, and kicking up dirt and tearing up the grass as he sped back into the straightaways.

Arriving faster than they ever had before, Lumberman did a power slide so the passenger side was facing the front door, dropped the gear into park, spelled ‘trouble” one last time with Travis as the music played itself out.

“Woo!” Lumberman shouted as he killed the engine and rolled up the windows. “Just like outrunning the cops. That wasn’t too fast for ya, was it?”

If ever there was a machine Applejack could love, it was Lumberman’s truck. It could haul goods, play great music, and was the fastest home to fuck delivery service she could use.

“Woody, get me inside and then get your pants off. I want ya in my bed on top ‘uh more than ever.”

Before they knew it, Lumberman had just kicked the bedroom door shut and was laying her down on their bed. They hadn’t even gotten inside the house before passion overtook them and they had locked lips like two high schoolers taking advantage of the parents stepping out of the house for groceries.

Not even Wyona’s excited barks distracted them from each other.

In all of the excitement of trying to keep up with Lumberman pulling his shirt off, Applejack forgot why she was wearing bandages and started to undress.

“Ow! Damnit! Woody… I don’t mind wearing this old skirt when we're out and about. Heaven knows I need these panties Rarity made for us. I’m wetter than ‘uh river bed in the rainy season. But first chance ya get, ya mind get’n these sum bitches off me?”

Still in a hurry, Lumberman finished with removing his socks, now completely nude, and moved over to help her.

"I got you, girl. Come on. Let's get'cha outta them cute ass little panties of yours."

There was only one simple button on the skirt, and once that was undone, he took her panties down with them. Sure enough, she was drenched to a ridiculous amount, raising a question of what those panties were made of.

"We don't have to rut," Applejack timidly stated, nervous at asking for more. "But I want to feel it… You can rub on me… that's what the girls who can't rut do."

That was a tempting alternative Lumberman thought he could work with, at least if the bed didn't sit nearly a foot lower than what he needed it to be.

Then again, he could get creative if need be.

"Lemme grab these pillows real quick."

While stacking a few pillows didn't make their conditions ideal, once he got Applejack resting her rear on the pillows, she was at a workable height once her legs were dangling over. All that was needed was for her to control her tail a little better so it wouldn't be twitching in his way.

"That tail of yours still got a mind of its own, or you just trying to make this difficult for me?" He jokingly asked, earning a bashful look from the mare.

Taking what little control she had remaining, she flipped it up against his member.

"We both want the same thing, darling."

If all three were in agreement, Lumberman reached down behind her knees and pulled her closer. He leaned forward, resting his knees against the bed, letting their groins touch.

Now mere millimeters apart, Lumberman could feel how hot she was. He could tell this was going to be a great venture he was taking on.

"Let’s see what we can do, Apples."

With some concerted effort, Lumberman was able to bend his hard-on down far enough to ease the tip between her folds. Applejack strained to keep her eyes open as she shuttered. Instincts were demanding he take her now, but her determination not to force anything overpowered them. Not without voicing as much at least.

"I can take a lot more, Sugar Cube."

Taking his time, Lumberman began to feel her out. Slick, hot, impossibly smooth, and one hard press revealed where she opened further. There was little to no difference he could see with her beyond the exterior, which even he saw as appealing to his eyes. Her stifled moans were a clear sign she was approving of his equipment as well.

Still learning her body, he pressed his member back up her slit, stimulating her immensely.

Surprisingly, even if she wasn’t known for her honesty, he could spot a faker, and she wasn't faking.

"You like my dick, Apple Hat?" He teasingly asked.

Through some strenuous breathing, Applejack nodded.

"Uh-hu… I can't wait for you to rut me, Woody. Jus-Uhh… just keep going."

God, did he ever want to fuck. More now than he’d ever thought possible.

"We'll get there. Tonight let's just make this the best it can be."

With that, he pressed down a little harder, really grinding his dick against her. The stronger strides had her panting with her mouth slacked open. It even had him breathing a little harder. The way she felt against him was incredible. Every inch of her slick inner pink was pampered to perfect in preparation for this. There was no spot explored not meant to please her, no portion not made to invite him in further.

This was made painstakingly clear every time he would pass over her center's entrance. Parting just enough to deceive him with the promise of an easy passage, then flex against his tip. Sometimes as if to pull him in, others as if to kiss him goodbye.

Her first orgasm was building as his steady pace grew faster. With nothing she could do to contribute, she relaxed her body and let pleasure consume her, whimpering and moaning through her shallow breaths.

Lumberman watched Applejack melt as her moisture swelled with her first release. It was oddly erotic how she normally orgasmed as if she slipped into a state of bliss without all the theatrics. Only a few times did he get her animated or noisy the night before while going deep. Even he wanted to bury his bone in her firm soil when she got like that.

One thing was for sure though. His dick game was strong, and he'd be able to lord this over her forever. Of course, that only made him want to see how much more she would like real sex.

Hell, he hadn’t even gone down on her yet. She looked plenty edible down there, surprisingly not exactly something he knew about himself until now.

To be fair, it could have also just been the way she smelled that was doing it for him… another attribute he only now discovered.

Again, she came, further driving his ambitions and bringing him to lurch further over her as his efforts steadily grew to pleasure himself as well.

Each minute that passed by bringing them both physically closer until he had pushed her off the ramp of pillows and he was posted on his hands over her.

As it was, even Applejack knew they were both tempting fate with how intensely he was humping and grinding on her. As much as she wanted to rut, there was something else they could do.

"Woody, I'm-uh... dying for ya to fuck me, and I'm-eng… think'n yer trying mighty hard not tuh. So hugh-huh how's about we try letting me do something for ya fer a bit?"

After all his efforts, Lumberman had gotten closer to his own gratification but was interested in her proposal.

"What’d you have in mind?"

Cracking a bashful smile, Applejack tried to remember if Starlight or the others even gave it a name.

"Well, uh… I'm not sure what it’s called. Mouth sex?"

To that, Lumberman had himself a little laugh at the juvenile but accurate identification.

"A blow job? Damn, I knew I loved you for a reason."

She couldn’t help but adore Lumberman, but still playfully thunked him upside his head for the comment.

“Yer a terrible liar, there, Woody. You only love me more now that you got a feel more of this here apple mare pussy.”

That was quickly becoming truer by the minute, but he wasn’t going to let that claim go only one way.

“It might be another reason among many, but how you’re feeling now that you got a taste for this big dick you got all to yourself.”

To prove his point, he pivoted his cock down and started to press with the intent to penetrate her the way they both wanted.

“You loving me more tonight?”

Applejack heaved her chest up with Lumberman stirring her desires to new heights.

“Emm… You best be saving that-Phhh-emn… fer when we’re ready. Then I’ll really show ya how much I can love ya, partner.”

To stop Lumberman from getting another witty one-liner in, Applejack reached up and pulled him into a kiss. They wrestled with each other’s tongues while Lumberman continued to toy with the notion of finally fucking her, the perfect blending of teasing and pleasuring quickly had her softly moaning with another orgasm.

“Mmm,” Applejack moaned as her peak waned and parted lips with Lumberman.

“Woody… I can’t handle much more, and I really want to do something nice for all ya done for me. Though, Starlight makes it sound like it’s just gonna be as good as it is fer me.”

Just as good for her? Didn’t Chris say that whether giving or receiving they couldn’t get enough? That could be fun.

“Want me to wash off first?”

There should have been some thought put behind that, but hormones and hearing from the others left little reason for Applejack to be concerned.

“Nah, I could give a shit less bout that right about now. Just tell me if I fuck anything up while sucking.”

Lumberman, now eager to finally get some action, rolled onto his back and helped Applejack into position, laying her next to him, belly down and facing his cock.

“You don’t have to go at it like yer trying to suck a golf ball through a garden hose, and I can help with the pace if you don’t mind me putting my hand on your head.”

Eyeing up her prize being held up in Lumberman’s hand, Applejack licked her lips and started to lower down to take him.

“I don’t mind none, Sug.”

Once he felt her velvety lips touch his glands, he released his hand and was in awe at how extraordinary she felt, and holy shit was Chris right. No sooner had she gotten a taste, she took to task as if the cure for cancer was in there. And the noises she was making? She didn’t sound this pleased during any of the meals they shared.

"Holy shit, you're good at this," Lumberman praised. "Keep licking like that when you suck me off, Apples… Oooh, fuck me, am I ever gonna take care of you from here on out."

Lumberman started to thrust slowly into his mare's greedy maw, guiding her muzzle down and helped her bob down at the best pace. The feeling inside was beyond what any girl had done for him before. Being able to take him all at once without having to worry about her gagging was a real game-changer.

Smooth, hot, wet, and the perfect amount of pressure. The best blow job, and she wasn’t going to be able to give enough? If getting head felt this good, he had to imagine what her pussy was going to do for him. The fantasies were already starting to flood his mind while he held her high to focus on the lead of his cock.

Apparently, just the tip wasn't going to work for her, because as soon as he pushed her back down to the base, she crawled up further on him. It was just enough to tell him she was taking over.

A small spurt of his essence had graced her with its release, and she was determined to get more. Sucking harder, bobbing faster on her own. It was just amazing for her as an oral massage as it was a pursuit to taste more of him.

Lumberman continued to match her pace with his thrust, imaging her pussy doing this to him. He was ready to give her the rut she wanted, wishing he could. For now, this was more than enough.

"Suck that dick, babe. I'mma fuck you real good once you're ready. You want that?"

Applejack hummed hungrily with her enthusiastic yes. Oral was far better than she thought possible, but hearing Lumberman promise rougher sex would drove her mad with lust.

For now, however, making him cum was all she needed for now. She wanted to drink in as much of him as possible. Having him rut her the way her body demanded would happen soon enough the way they were going.

Her strong efforts were pushing Lumberman to the limit, with thoughts of bending her over their bed fueling his stimulation.

There was no stopping it, one small spurt of pre-coating her tongue was followed by Lumberman’s hand forcing her head down into one final thrust to deliver his seed.

A rush of new sensations washed over her as her mouth was pumped full of his cum. For a moment, she only half-swallowed, keeping as much behind her lips as she could, fixated with the incredible warmth and exhilaration that it brought. Every pulse delivering glob after glob, finally making her lose herself further until she was swallowing madly, desperately exercising her skills to produce more for her to take in.

Her moans were deep and desperately calling for him to give her more, pleading for help in her renewed goal.

"Ugh, fuck yeah," Lumberman called out. "Don't stop, Apples. Enng-goh… keep sucking hard like that."

Wanting to taste more, she never lowered her intensity, even going back to working her muzzle up and down his shaft again. Having him cum more would have been a godsend, but only lingering traces of his seamen was all she could salvage. When that was exhausted, she pulled up with her confession to the experience.

"We're doing this again, Woody. And don't ask me why, but that was hooves down better than tequila, and if you can go again now, please tell me how to make it happen."

Still blown away by his experience, Lumberman silently cursed himself for not having in him to go again. Instead, all he could do was offer some further comfort as he sat up.

"Fuck… I wish I had another one in me right now. And are you sure that was your first time? Because… For the love of God, I hope we're doing this again. You were amazing."

Grabbing Applejack around her barrel, Lumberman pulled her back to lay with him properly. Wrapping her up in his arms for sleep, he began to give her the nightly rub down she warranted.

"And you got me convinced. If you wanna rut, we’re gonna make it happen."

Safely held in his embrace, and the wonderful glow still swirling in her body, Applejack pushed herself back further against her man. Even without going all the way, she was left satisfied for the night.

"First off, nah… I'd 'uh remembered doing something like this before you. And you know I want it, but I can hold off for a while if we're making this a normal thing fer us."

Taking extra care as he rubbed over Applejack’s belly and breasts, Lumberman was growing more interested in giving her what she wanted. On a second thought of doing more and what was needed, he realized something he forgot."

"I'm all about that, but we forgot your meds."

So much for Applejack enjoying the moment.

"Goddamnit, Woody. How much longer do I gotta keep taking them damn things?"

The tiny alligator Pinkie lovingly kept as a pet stood motionless on a dresser. The entire room around him was a mess, practically torn apart by one hyped up pink pony.

"Gummi! Keep looking! I've got to have something I can use as a dick!"

Across the room from him, Pinkie was bent over and waist-deep in a box, chucking out everything that wasn't what she was looking for. The sight was all the more comical with her tail twitching like a beehive made of cotton candy.

"I can't believe how dumb I was to peal my last banana! Sure it was tasty, but it went all mushy when I tried to fuck myself with it."

Not finding anything, she flopped her rump on the floor, clutching her wet crotch in desperation.

"Ugh! Why didn't I ask Benny out when I had the chance?! Not that I'm sad that he's happy with Vinyl and Octavia, but now that they know all about sex, I'm not going to be able to fuck him."

She turned back to Gummi, still not helping her look for anything, content to stare at her with his unblinking eyes. Yet, despite his lack of assistance, the tiny reptile was the only one she felt like she could talk to.

"I know this all sounds super strange, but I can’t stop thinking about sex, Gummi. I might have only just learned about it, but even just by myself, it feels sooo good… but practically everypony else is doing all the dirty, fun, rutting and lickie-sticky stuff."

Another spat of twitching of her ears forced her hooves from her crotch to her head. She held her ears close to her and squeezed her thighs together to trap her tail. None of which stopped her from wanting to tear Benny’s clothes off so he would let her do every illicit act she saw in the movie.

"Ahhhhh! It's not fair!" She bellowed to herself before rolling onto her back.

She laid there idly rocking back and forth, torturing herself with thoughts she shouldn't have until she hit a mental wall and gave up. The truth hurt, but it was the reality she had to deal with, crushing her ambitions and making her sprawl out limply on the floor.

"I was the first one to tell other ponies it could be fun to date a human. I thought maybe I could have fun going on dates with Benny… He was so sad all the time. I just wanted to make him happy again… but I screwed everything up at the castle."

She thought back to that night, back when she believed she was going to make Benny proud by being the warrior Fluttershy and Rarity were going to be for Cerb. Her hopes that maybe giving him that would help him move forward.

"I couldn't beat Big Mac no matter how hard I tried. Then when he needed me the most, I was goofing off and he had to face his nightmares all alone... fight alone. All I could do was cry for him, and then to protect him, I practically lied."

In a moment of almost falling back in character, she cracked a smile. It was faint, not even strong enough to stop her from feeling sorry for herself.

"Heh… that rhymed."

There was too much on her mind and the sorrow of losing Benny began to weigh on her again. One particular thought had her raise her hooves to examine them.

"I should have been there to stop that nasty shadow pony from bringing Benny’s bad dreams and memories back. He almost died because of me. And yet, he didn't even need me. All I could do was give him another pair of underwear and clean up the blood from his arm… I didn't even care that I got his blood all over my hooves. He didn't even care that he was hurt… All I could do was encourage him to find more friends. Find another way to be happy… Happy with somepony other than me I guess."

Gummi, still unmoving, blinked his eyes out of sync with each other. Somehow saying something to Pinkie.

By methods unclear, Pinkie understood and perked up, jumping up to all fours. With that powerful message, she spun around to her reptilian companion, inspired by his insight.

“You’re right, Gummi. Benny is happy. That was always my goal. Ever since I thought he was a troll and he got scared when I started trying to figure out how to make Cerb hard. That big guy screamed like a filly, and that must have scared Benny, but he instantly started making jokes.”

The party pony promptly made a funny face, knowing what those jokes meant now. “Sure, I didn’t get the jokes at the time, but he was laughing so much, just like me, I knew we were going to be great friends.”

Recalling that moment, Benny’s theory on magic vulnerability came back. Fitting the moment, but not completely, or perhaps now casting doubt on the illusion she had of what that event might have meant.

“But maybe that was just my own laughter making him act like that. Unless that’s what he needed to open up? And maybe the more I can help him, the happier he’ll be! If he gets happy enough!”

No sooner had any semblance of logic left the room, all of Pinkie’s urges and her hopes for fornication returned.

"Bedtime Gummi! I'll find a practice dick tomorrow!"

In a blur, Pinkie dashed over to shut her lights and then leaped into her bed. She bounced once, sending the pillow and blanket up with her, twirled, then landed with her pillow under her head and her blanket slowly floating down to cover her.

She was all ready for sleep, but another ear twitch alerted her to something she left unfinished.

"Fuck! I just want to get laid!"

Wasting no time, she delivered her hooves between her legs. Her wet pussy made it easy to rub herself, all the while thinking of her favorite human.

"Oooh… What I wouldn’t give to have Benny with me tonight, Gummi. You should have seen the movie I saw.”

She pulled back on her pink lips, parting herself open to further expose her clit, letting her frogs massage around it. Gentle presses of the soft flesh on either side as she closed her eyes, letting her imagine it was Benny rubbing his firm cock against her. The fantasy of being back at his home, having him in his bed, holding her down, getting ready to fuck her like a Lust Fuck patient made her abandon her prior needs for a sex toy.

For now, she would use what her friends had shown her how to take care of herself. The stories of those who had been with Cerb, Chris, and Sniff gave her more than enough clop fodder to fantasize about what Benny could do with her.

Still, there was another way to make this better, and she reached behind her bed. In her free hoof, she held a gift Benny had randomly rewarded her with. A shirt with the coolest looking robot, but still drenched in his earthy scent. It made the dreams she had of him nearly come to life.

She inhaled deeply, the fragrance of rich soil, budding greens, and flowering plants heated her body and her ambitions.

“Ugh! Benny… I’d share you with however many mares you wanted if it meant you would fuck me, too. I want to feel your cum inside. Rub it all over my pussy… I’d even suck you dry like those nurses did in your movie.”

Under her blanket, she had worked herself up so much she could hear her hooves sloshing and sliding over her pussy. No matter how good it felt, it wasn’t like anything the girls had described. Especially Starlight with Chris. Even just the thought of having Benny cum inside her so she could rub herself off with his white cream and lick him clean left a buzz over her body that tickled her in the most sensual of ways.

Another thought came to mind of what could have happened if that was the first movie they watched instead. What they could have learned back then she could have put to use when she had the chance. Bent over his couch, getting fucked from behind while he pulled on her mane.

“Oh, Benny,” she moaned into his shirt. “Just once… fu… emm… uh… come fu… uh… uhh… ahh.”

She held her hoof hard between her legs, panting and near giggling at how grand these orgasms made her feel. Every attempt she had tried gave her a new way to ebb it on, hold it at bay, extend it, or shoot for that quick release that came with a drunken high. This was more of the latter than the former, but she had more chances to change things up.

“Ooooh, fuck yeah… I’d eat the pussy that fucked him last like sucking the jelly out of a donut… I wonder if Benny would eat jelly out of my pussy if I offered? I would.”

Well, sadly not the longest of chapters, I just didn't have a lot I could write with these two at this point. Both know they have to pace themselves, and that annoying warning of how difficult the first time going all the way still poses a problem.

However... for as loving and caring as Lumberman can be, he's apparently got a different bedside manner when he's tending to his own needs as well.

Now, for those of you who may have found the dirty talk corny, I don't claim to be great at it. Even with my prior experiences, my best attempt was when I was shit faced and... not much of a better way to put it other than she made it happen and I eventually tried to match her enthusiasm.

A funny story, but not one I could work into this chapter.

Anyway, these two seem to be happy where they are with each other. Being happier will require taking things further.

... fucking pills.

Then we have Pinkie dealing with her urges solo with only Gummi to vent to. Sure would go faster if her powers of randomness could let her pull out a dildo from the ether since she ruined her last banana by peeling it before trying to eat it through her crotch.

But, this is where life has led her, and her reflections paints a sad story of how she simply couldn't figure out a way to make Benny happy by herself. She fell short of being there for him when he needed her most and could only patch up her mistakes about as well as she could his arm.

Seems the only bodily fluids he was able to share with her was blood while trying to stop his bleeding. Not even close to what she really wants him to pump in and on her.

I mean... you ever just wanna fuck and your mind can't stop thinking about it? Well, that's where she is.

But that's just where she is, and it's not like she's the only one not getting any. And if you're not sure what I'm talking about, you'll find out next week in the next installment with: