Chapter 3: The Apple Doesn’t Fall Far From the Tree

That was probably the best sleep I’ve had in weeks.

Apple Bloom woke up well into the early afternoon. Her body laid stretched out into the soft mattress, barely even reaching the edges. It’s soft and fluffy pillows made her feel like she was sleeping in the clouds. The room she was provided was bigger than the others, capable of accommodating just about everything she needed.

She even had her own personal TV for Celestia’s sake. That was pretty much a luxury in its own right. She didn’t have to share her remote with anyone else. Not her friends, her sister, and definitely not Granny Smith who insists they watch this silly yoga channel every morning.

With this private TV, she can watch whatever she wants with no guilt whatsoever. She can even watch the Pony Rangers without anyone bothering her or telling her that she was far too old for it. Screw those ponies. They don’t understand the awesome story of the rangers and their quest to save all of New Equestria from the evil grip of Vod and his army of insectoids.

And she didn’t even got started on the personal mini-fridge. A private snack box, a personal heater, air-conditioner? Yes please!

No offense to her family but these amenities alone were pretty much an impossibility back in her farm in Ponyvile. Honestly though her family could actually try and bring themselves closer to the modern day. Because there are times where Apple Bloom think that they live like cave ponies. Even Big Mac seems to think so.

But that was a story for another day. Right now she needed to get ready. It was her first day of work after all.

Hopefully she’ll be able to snatch a little brunch before Filthy snatches her up.

… or so she would believe.

“Mornin Apple Bloom. Glad you could join us.” Filthy said with a singsong tone as he stood there in the kitchen making what looked like lunch. “Sleep well?”

“Yes sir.” She responded positively, before suddenly noticing Diamond Tiara by the couch with Scootaloo between her thighs. “You were right. The beds you got here are incredible. I don’t think I’ve slept that soundly since I left Sweet Apple Acres. This has to be THE best house in the city.”

“Oh come now. It’s not that fancy. It’s a rather… modest setting.”

“Modest!? You have a living-room with a full surround-sound system hooked up to a giant flat screen TV! How could you possibly call that modest!?”

The older man laughed. “I make it my mission to only get the best around here. But I’m glad you like it. Speaking of which, where’s Sweetie Belle? I figured you’d all be up by now.”

“She’s sleeping in.” Apple Bloom responded. “She had more luggage than all of us so she pretty much spent all night unpacking. Mostly clothes Rarity packed up for her. But don’t worry sir. I’m sure she’ll be up soon enough.”

“Well, as long as you girls ain’t complaining.” He shrugged. “You want some breakfast? I got eggs on toast.”

Oh yes please. She could really go for something to eat right about now. Preferably something that didn’t come out of a can or a leftover takeout bag. Make no mistake, she loves to cook for her friends and family, but ever since college started she barely had time to fiddle with anything. It’d be nice to get back to cooking, especially with this mega-kitchen Filthy had.

She’d certainly make more than just your usual pancake.

And speaking of pancakes.

“So… I gotta ask. Why is Scootaloo eating off of Diamond Tiara right now?”

Scootaloo gave out an annoyed grunt in response. It’s clear she didn’t want to answer. But judging from the smell she was giving out, and her soaked panties, and that cum stain on her ass, she had her duty done early.

“Scootaloo here just gave me my wakeup call.” Filthy explained. “As for that, I reckon she and my little pumpkin here made a little deal with her and she won. I provided a little assistance of course.”

“Thank you daddy.” The man leaned in for a passionate kiss with his daughter which she responded by tightening her thighs around Scoots. “Harder you slut! You think you can make me cum with that amateur technique? My mom has a better tongue than you!”

Scootaloo groaned but didn’t complain. Instead she sucked even harder.

Apple Bloom rolled her eyes. “I’m guessing you had a great morning then?”

“Oh absolutely.” Filthy nodded still grinning. “It’s always best to start the day with a little exercise. Especially when I have a partner this lovely.” He then trailed his finger on Scoot’s tail which earned him a surprising yelp from the Pegasus. A few seconds later he would serve a platter of eggs, toast, and a glass of orange juice on the side.

Apple Bloom happily gorged on the plate like a hungry hippo. It was perhaps the first warm meal she had in weeks. With Summer-Vacation coming up, most of the good part-time jobs in town were taken leaving them high and dry. It was the simple things she missed the most. And food was definitely one of those she would notice.

She and Filthy ate in silence while they watched the two girls go at it. It was a rather odd morning, but she figured this would be quite the norm once they actually start living here for the next few months.

I guess this is what folks would call: ‘Banging for Roof’. Not the most glamorous of titles but she wasn’t gonna complain. And hey… if she gets herself a private room with all of that extra amenities, it was totally worth it.

“Yeah… that’s right. Harder you whore.” Diamond cooed as she pushed Scoots head deeper in. She moaned lowly as her clit leaked out. “Ugh… finally. It took you forever.”

“Well excuse me~ princess.” Scoots whined, wiping the juice from her face. “If your pussy wasn’t so loose, I’d get you to come quicker.”

“That’s because you lack talent.”

“More like your dad fucked you up good.”

“That’s the sign of our affection.”

“More like the sign of your messed up childhood. Uh… no offense.” Filthy waved her insult off.

“Are you going to keep complaining? You only made me come once. Now get back to work you cheap skank.” Scoots’ eyes rolled as she let out whiny ‘Fine’ in return before she got back to eating the heiress.

Apple Bloom had to admit, seeing the two of them go at it like that was kind of a turn on. And that cum-stained panties Scoot had on her looked mighty fine right now.

“So is this how every day’s gonna be around here?” She directed the question to Filthy. “You and me eating here over breakfast while watching your daughter and my friend go at it?”

“I certainly hope so.” He grinned, as one of his hands snuck up to her ass. She could feel his fingers digging into her skin, massaging her buns like it was flour needing tending. “My… you certainly grew up since last I saw you, Apple Bloom.”

“I hope you’re not saying I’m fat.”

He laughed. “Far from it. How about we put a little role-play?”

Apple Bloom raised a brow, slurping her egg. “Well we did agree to it. What do you have in mind?”

“Diamond, sweetie. You mind putting on the tape I had last week?”

Diamond’s face lit up knowingly at her father’s words. Her eyes sharpened dangerously towards Apple Bloom as a mischievous grin crept up on her lips.

“Of course, daddy.”

Are they gonna watch a movie or something?

“As for you Apple Bloom.” Filthy continued. “I prepared something special, just for you.”

She gulped. “And that would be…?”

I immediately regret my decision.

“Say cheese~~” A camera clicked in front of Apple Bloom with Diamond Tiara laughing behind it. “Aww… how adorable. That outfit actually suits you. You should wear that all day long while you’re here.”

Shut it, bitch face. I’m only wearing this because I need a roof over my head and an allowance for the concert. Damn Filthy and his ridiculously filthy kinks.

Turning to the nearby mirror, she found her reflection decked up in what folks would say: A slutty maid outfit. This was the kind of thing that college girls like her wore in Nightmare Night to lure in guys with their weird fantasies and milk them for all their worth.

The darn thing was frillier than Rarity’s fashion show. It barely covered much of any of her assets, and the skirt alone barely covered her underwear. You can tell that this thing was used heavily because of some torn up areas. There was even an initial printed on the front, A.J. Apple Bloom pitied the hotel staff that had to wear this. And don’t even get her started with the knots. One tiny pull or quick yank and the whole thing would fall off like a comedic skit. It was more of a cloth than clothes at this point. And you know what a guy is planning when he makes you wear something as ridiculous as this.

Apple Bloom didn’t really mind it. She made a deal with Filthy. It was only Diamond’s taunting she couldn’t stomach. Those pictures better not make it to the internet or there will be Tartarus to pay. Not that she didn’t like the idea. Getting her assets out in the market will probably raise her standing in the dorms.

“Looking good, Apple Bloom.” Filthy purred, taking his place by the couch in the living room, legs spreading. The bulge on his pants stated that her new appearance turned him on. She could feel his eyes tracing her every feature, reveling in his position. The man spent the last few minutes setting the mood of the place. He even had the music play a track of softcore seduction in the background that made it just erotic enough. “To be completely honest, I didn’t think it would fit you.”

“I dunno.” The young apple responded, twisting her waist upward to check her ass. “Feels a little tight around the chest. Where’d you even get one of these?”

“Daddy had it specially made.” Diamond explained snapping another shot on her phone. “But I have to admit that it does suit you. I might even make you my personal maid if you wear that forever.”

“And serve you for all eternity? I’d rather spend a week at Pinkie Pie’s place.”

“You gotta admit though…” Scootaloo whistled. “You do look good in it.”

“Not you too Scootaloo!”

“Now now ladies. No fighting.” Filthy clapped, spreading his legs wide. “I’d rather you all get along. We are gonna be here for a long… time.”

Ugh… as much as she hated to say it, Filthy was right. Best not to agitate your neighbors, or better yet, don’t bite the hand that feeds you. At least not yet.

Slowly but surely, Apple Bloom made her way to the older stallion’s side. They were close enough that she could feel his bodily heat radiating on hers. She felt his torso with her palm, tracing her fingers down his well-toned muscles.

They weren’t on par with Big Mac, but they certainly were enough to give him run for his money. He was supposed to be a business pony, not some stud horse. Still… Apple Bloom wasn’t complaining. It was just more meat for her.

“So is this what you had in mind?” She cooed seductively to his face, smiling all so sweetly. A little roleplay on the couch before they did the deed while having his daughter and one of her best friend watch on the side?

“Almost.” He shrugged. “In fact, I was hoping you and I could watch a movie together.”

Oh?

Apple Bloom blinked, though she didn’t question it. He did have Diamond Tiara set something earlier.

With a press of a button on the remote, the large flat screen TV came to life. Was this one of his kinks as well? Having sex while watching porn?

Well… as long as it wasn’t shark porn, she was fine with that.

The movie played in with the camera pointing at a door. From what she could tell it was displaying the very same living room they were in. If Apple Bloom were to guess she’d say that this was another one of his major conquests.

“You ready to come out yet?” Filthy’s whispering voice could be heard coming from the surround sounds. A wild guess he was the one who filmed this. Ugh… men. They always want to record their accomplishments.

“Now hang on will ya. I ain’t exactly used to wearing… something this… frufru.” Hold up. That old country accent voice sounded… familiar. “Where’d you get these anyway?”

“I had it specially made for just for you. Now stop keeping me waiting and come out.”

No… it… it can’t be.

The door on the screen creaked open revealing a familiar orange pony wearing an oddly familiar maid outfit.

“H… how do I look?”

Applejack!?

It is! It is her. The cutie mark on her revealing bottom proved it as much. She was wearing the same maid outfit as her, though in a far better condition if she might add. And… to her admission, she looked really good in it.

“Mighty fine.” The Filthy in the video replied chuckling, zooming the camera to the chest which were already threatening to spill from the seams. “Real mighty fine.”

“I can’t believe you talked me into wearing this.” AJ groaned tiresomely like she just lost a bet with Rainbow Dash. “If any of my folks see me in this getup, I won’t be able to live this down.” You bet your britches, sister. You look downright stunning. So much so that even Scootaloo went slack-jawed.

Apple Bloomed watched her sister intently as the conversation went on. Her sister struck several poses while Filthy captured her essence in his camera, enjoying every moment of it like some sick pervert.

“Why don’t we get to the thick of it?” Filthy suggested, taking his place on the same couch. “Do it like I taught you.”

“Yes sir.” With a breath, Applejack approached and lowered herself to his face. Within seconds the two ponies were at each other lips, kissing, licking and dangling tongues with one another like they were trying to consume the other.

God she was any hotter, the TV itself would’ve burned to the dance.

The slow seductive music playing in the background added to the erotic mood making everyone gulp. Applejack’s head slowly left the man, lowering down to the body before stopping by the pants. She reached in with her mouth, slowly pulling the zipper down before hands gently reached in for the underwear, yanking it off, which then produced the business pony’s massive meat rod.

It slapped against the elder Apple’s face throbbing heavily. The musk was so heavy that Apple Bloom could even smell it from here.

Oh wait… that’s because her Filthy already had his dick out.

She darted her eyes between the two dicks for a moment, comparing it. Her breath caught short as her attention was glued to her sister’s slutty face.

She’d never seen Applejack like that. She was always the pinnacle of discipline and honor, never backing down any challenge and always the diligent one in the family, second only to Big Mac of course.

To see her idol sniffing, licking and sucking on that cock shattered all previous thoughts of her.

“Damn she’s hot.” Scootaloo slurred, which she couldn’t deny.

God she was hot. Really hot. And she wasn’t just talking about those assets. Applejack always did have the baby bearing hips. A trait that both she and Apple Bloom apparently inherited from their mother. Granny Smith always said that they would bear so many foals should they ever decide to. And I think she might just agree.

She gave a quick yelp when she felt Filthy grab her soft toned ass, pulling her closer in. His masterful technique made quick work of her panties, gently groping her fine fine hips.

“Looks like I’m not the only one getting into the mood.” He grinned.

Can you blame her? Seeing her own sister degenerate herself in front of the same stallion was like having aphrodisiac injected into her brain. She couldn’t take her eyes or her mind off of it. Now everything around her made sense. Even the slutty maid outfit she wore. God damn, how Filthy played her for a fool.

The stallion continued to toy with her defenseless body, bringing her lips to his. His tongue danced inside, licking every trace in her inner flesh. All the while she couldn’t take her gaze off the TV.

There was a hint of alcohol in his mouth. Whisky and maybe a little bit of bourbon. It sorta reminded her of home actually.

Applejack hastened her movement, her head practically bobbing down the cock on screen.

Not wanting to be caught unchallenged, Apple Bloom tore off all resistance and followed suit. Apple Bloom plunged herself to the man’s cock, hastily grabbing it and deepthroating herself to his pleasure.

Her brain was full of naughty thoughts. She was practically her own sister at this point. She was kissing the man AJ kissed, wearing the same slutty clothes she did, sucking the same cock she did, drinking the same precum she did. And fuck did that turn her on in all the wrong ways.

She heard the Filthy on the screen grunt as he poured his first load onto her sister. AJ gulped in hard for a brief moment clearly enjoying the taste before pulling out. She stared straight into the camera before opening her mouth, displaying the rich, thick and creamy cum that she held off before swallowing the whole thing. What a dirty, slutty bitch she was.

Apple Bloom followed suit feeling the meat rod in her mouth beginning to throb. He was getting close, she could tell. The boys back in the dorm had the same reaction. But this felt… sort of different.

It was larger, more experienced – perhaps even… more mature. Apple Bloom’s been sucking on the cocks of teens and boys in the dorm. Only Scoots had the nerve to go after the older ponies in school but that was only to get her grades up to par. And even the biggest either of them could get was that of the football coach.

It was only a moment later did Apple Bloom felt a torrent enter through her mouth. She felt Filthy’s cum hose through like whip cream. Despite having gone through Scootaloo in the morning, it still tasted thick and sweet like it was fresh off the balls. She followed her big sis’ example and opened her mouth, showing the amount she was able to carry before swallowing them whole. How the stallion kept himself so virile was anyone’s guess. And to think Diamond Tiara spawned from one of these little guys.

Speaking of Diamond, the girl kept her phone trained on them. Was she filming this porn for her own or were they planning on watching them with another pair just like what they’re doing now? That felt kind of hot on its own.

Scootaloo didn’t seem to mind as she watched from her box seat, finishing off her breakfast, darting between her and the TV.

“Hey now!” Apple Bloom turned back to the screen only to find her sister pulled up and pushed to the couch. The very same couch she was on right now. The elder apple then let out a yelp as a pair of hands reached out for her, greedily pulling her like she was a piece of meat. She felt the hands pulling and yanking parts of her clothes. That would explain why this costume was so worn and torn. “Now hold on just a second. Go easy on the dress! I don’t want it tearing on the seams.”

But the Filthy on TV didn’t listen and pushed himself to fondle her breasts. His fingers sank into the flesh while his lips traced the easily erected nipples, making Applejack moan with delight. Her body shifted uncontrollably giving the camera a sweet view of that sexy apple underwear. Apple Bloom recognized those. It was the pair that she got from Appleloosa years ago. A gift from cousin Braeburn she believes.

Damn sis. Since when did you get so sexy in those?

The underwear didn’t last though as Filthy’s hands found their way to its edges. Those strong thick fingers traced themselves down the hip and ass before they molested her thigh before finally reaching the last piece of fabric covering Applejack’s wet cunt.

Applejack didn’t even resist as her maid outfit came off like they just pieces of cloth that did nothing but sparked imagination. The elder pie was fully exposed within seconds, her whole body revealed for all viewers to see with pleasure. She was definitely well toned. All that apple bucking back home really did wonders to her muscles.

“C… can I get a copy of this?” She heard Scootaloo whisper to Diamond.

“Depends. What’re you offering?”

“I’ll eat off your ass again.”

Diamond rolled her eyes. “With your technique? I’d rather not.”

“W… well what do you want? You know I can’t pay.”

The heiress grinned. “How about you let me plough your ass?”

“Plough? How’re you gonna…” The heiress answered pulling a strap-on cock from her back. “Oh shit. So…… tonight?”

“Why wait?” Without even waiting for an answer, Diamond strapped that bad boy onto her waist and jumped Scoots before she had a chance to decline.

But Apple Bloom didn’t mind. Her attention was far too concentrated on her own sex, and the ‘Movie’ to even care. Her sister was now being ‘Ploughed’ by Filthy’s massive cock. It slid into her cunt like a glove. It she was to guess; she’d say that this wasn’t first or last time she and Filthy had this kind of kinky roleplay.

Her Filthy also seemed to follow the same rhythm bringing her up to the couch and slowly had his way with her. His cocky expression, perverted lips and sexy tongue traced her whole body from cheek to chest. It was almost like he was marking her as his own, having his own spit cover her from front to back.

She hardly even realized her panties were already removed when his cock founds its way to her crotch. Either she was too distracted, or the stallion was just that good.

But Apple Bloom could hardly even concentrate at this point. The room erupted in a cacophony of moans and gasps from her and Scoots. Her sister’s voice however drowned them all with her pants of breaths. Applejack looked like she was going through euphoria. Every shove Filthy gave her was like being mimicked in her own crotch. If anything, it almost felt like she was having sex right next to her, being consumed by rapture of the same stallion.

And her Filthy was no joke either. The business pony went on his business, his fingers grabbing her waist to shift to a better angle as he shoved his manhood into her unprotected pussy.

The insides of her stomach were being reshaped to match that cock. It craved for its seed, it desired every motion, it wanted to turn itself to a hotel so that it would stay there forever and ever and never leave.

“Ah… yes… YES!” If the whole room didn’t stink of sex then, Applejack’s sexy moans certainly put the stench. The older apple was holding onto Filthy for dear life as she was brought up from the couch and forced to sit, leg spread in front of the camera like some porn star from Fillywood. Her breasts jumped up and down following the motion of her aggressor who laughed at her position. “More… harder!”

“If you say so.” Filthy obeyed and began pounding the girl upward like a fucking jackhammer. Applejack’s face contorted like she was on cloud nine. Filthy grabbed her mane and pulled her in for a deep and sloppy kiss. She didn’t resist, obviously and enjoyed the revelry.

The whole roleplay went on for about an hour or so, with both her and her sister switching positions in the same manner. Filthy must’ve watched this clip a hundred times over and memorized every bit of it to heart.

And when the first round of cum came pouring through, her voice mixed with her sister, creating a somewhat harmonizing echo.

“I gotta say Apple Bloom. I didn’t think you had it in you.” Filthy allowed her a moment to rest, pulling his cock out before slapping it on her butt. “But I got to admit… you’re certainly a lot better than your sister in this.”

No… don’t do that. Don’t compare me to that whore on screen. She’s nothing like that. She had class, she had… she had standards.

“Mrbbll…” Her brain couldn’t form words. She tried to focus but failed. All she could think of was having that cock pump her, and pump her hard.

And Filthy was all too accommodating to deny. He began pumping again and again, slapping the cowgirl’s ass and leaving a handprint on the soft spot. The music turned to an upbeat tune, making both their hips dance to the rhythm. He let out a hearty laugh, clearly enjoying every moment of this sex filled drive.

The whole room would be filled by moans and sighs, stinking the place to a palace of pleasure. Ecstasy was king here and it ruled with a pleasant hand, sniffling through every breath, coloring through every taste.

Apple Bloom was in daze and so was her sister, who was now reduced to a gooey, drugged faced pony who laid there with a bloated belly. Coats of white cum splashed across her face leaving her completely comatose.

Fuck me. I might just do the same at this point. Maybe she can ask Sugar Belle for a hint of that Pixie Dust. She has stash somewhere in one of those many bags she brought in last night.

“Now now.” Filthy whispered, bringing her up to his face. “We can’t have you falling on the 3^rd round now. Can we?” He grabbed a bottle of whiskey from the table, took a swig and planted his lips on hers. The taste alone brought the girl back from the brink of her coma bringing energy back to her limbs.

Damn…

“Ready for round 8?” The stallion in the screen said to the orange pony.

Round 8!? What happened to round 2 and 3!?

“Can I have my hat back after this?” Applejack asked after taking a swig off her flask.

“Sure… if you agree to wear cowboy boots as well.”

“Deal.”

Fuck sis. How are still…?

No. She wasn’t gonna lose to this. Not to her of all ponies.

“Give me that bottle.” Apple Bloom demanded, grabbing the whisky off Filthy’s hands and chugged half of it down her throat. “Alright Filthy. Let me have it.”

The older stallion smiled. “It would be my pleasure.”