DCFTEF - Applejack

>You are Anon.
>And today you're at the grocery store.
>Helping your mother pick up some things for a big picnic this weekend.
>She doesn't like driving in town.
>Canterlot traffic can be crazy sometimes.
>So since you got your license that's your job.

>The two of you meet Granny Smith.
>She's hosting the picnic.
"Hello, Mrs. Smith! Here for the same thing we are?"
>Her cart is full of picnic-style groceries.
"Yes ma'am...just pickin' up a few last minute things."
"Are you sure there's nothing else we can bring?"
"Oh, don't you fret. Yer potater salad is the best in town. Awful kind a' ya to make up a batch of that."
>You say nothing, just hang back & nod as the two women talk.
>Granny Smith's granddaughter, Applejack arrives.
>She's carrying an armload of hot dog buns.
"Think this'll be enough, Granny?"
>The old lady laughs.
"Well, that depends on whether we let yer big brother have any."
>Applejack nods;
"Yer right...better get more."
>Granny Smith turns to you.
"So, you looking forward to the party, young fella?"
>You hadn't planned on going, actually.
"Um...I think I may already have plans that day."
>Your mother shrugs.
"Teenagers; since he got his drivers' license we hardly ever see him."
>The two ladies continue to talk.
>But Applejack looks dismayed.

>She tugs your sleeve and pulls you over by the canned vegetables.
"Anon, you aren't coming? I thought you were gonna be there!"
>Awkward.
>Your families have been friends since before you were both born.
>You & Applejack are friendly, but not really close.
>Canterlot High is real cliquish, and she's not part of your crowd.
"Please come, Anon. It's just gonna be little kids & grown ups."
"Nobody else my age is gonna be there!"
>You don't really want to go.
>But she looks so desperate.
>Even hops in place a little, nervouscited.
"Please, Anon..."
>Sigh.
>Guess you're going to the picnic.
>Reasonably big turn out.
>About 5 families, plus some single folks show up.
>AJ was right, nothing but young kids.
>Her sister Applebloom & her friends run around, getting into all kinds of mischief.
>You & Applejack are the only teenagers here.
>You'd hang out with her older brother, but he's cooking on the grill.

>Applejack seeks you out.
>She's wearing her Canterlot Wondercolts sweat shirt.
>A short denim skirt & those boots she always has on.
>At least she left that silly hat at home.
>What's the deal with that thing anyway?
"Heya, Anon, I'm so glad yer here."
>Yeah, you're glad you're here too. Kinda.
>The two of you sit on a picnic bench & wait for the food to be ready.
>But Applebloom & her friends are being real pests.
"Hey AJ, Anon, wanna play badminton with us?"
"That's not how you pronounce it...it's bad-mit-ton."
"What are you, a dictionary?"
"Forget it...whatever it's called. We've got LAWN DARTS!"
"You sure those are safe, Scootaloo?"
"Heck no! That's what makes 'em awesome!"

>Applejack tugs at your sleeve.
"I don't think we wanna be around for this."
"Let's take a walk."
>Yeah, a walk sounds good.
>You both slip away from the party.
>Over a small hill. Thru a grove of walnut trees.
>Down into a small valley.
>Soon you're out of earshot of the party.
>But Applejack seems to know where she's going.
>Away from the voices & chaos at the picnic it's easy to hear the sounds of nature.
>Birds chirping. Cicadas buzzing.
>It's hot, but there's a gentle breeze rustling the trees.
>Applejack's fingertips dance across the tops of the tall grass.
"We going anywhere in particular, AJ?"
>She turns around, skipping a little.
"It's right down here, Anon. Not far."
>You follow her to a small, lazy flowing river at the bottom of the valley.
"This is nice."
>Hard to imagine such places still exist so close to the city.
>But there isn't a sign of human presence.
"That's where we're going."
>Applejack points to a wooded island in the brook.
"Yeah right. Have you got a boat?"
>She laughs, and skips over to a tree.
"This is faster."
>She unties a rope that you hadn't noticed before.
>You gotta be shittin' me.
"Ever done this, Anon? Ya just hang on, take a good running start & let the rope do all the work!'
>She demonstrates, swinging across the water like Tarzan.
>AJ lands perfectly, giving a little theatric bow likean Olympic gymnast.
"Your turn...catch the rope, Anon."
>Well, okay, how bad can you screw this up?
>Even if you fall in the water is shallow.
>Your phone has a reasonably waterproof case.
>Okay...3,2...1. Running start...and go!
>This is really cool, and easier than you thought.
>Both feet hit dry ground on the other side. You made it on the first try.
"Nice job, Anon. Whoa! Don't let go of the rope!"
>Oh shit.
>Applejack dashes past you to catch it.
>She splashes in the stream, but gets the swing rope before it's too late.
"Sorry, I wasn't thinking."
>You offer her a hand climbing back up the riverbank.
>You catch her blushing as you pull her up.
"Aww shucks, t'ain't nothin' Anon. But if we lose this rope we'll both be swimmin' back."
>You still feel a little silly for not realizing that.
>Applejack ties the rope up for the return trip.

>You two walk to the peak of your own private island.
>The ground is soft; AJ takes off her wet boots to let them dry.
>She's a little unsteady in just her white socks, so you offer her a hand.
>Applejack accepts it gratefully, & keeps holding your hand even as the hilltop levels out.
>The pair of you sit down in the grass.
>You find it hard to keep your mind off Applejack's short skirt.
>Scuffed, stained & well worn.
>But with a dainty trim of eyelet lace around the hem.
>The contradiction is cute as hell.
>You steal glances when you think she's not looking.
>It's then that you catch your first glimpse of her panties.
>Powder blue, with a white horseshoe print pattern, in case you were wondering.
>Ordinary girl's cotton panties, the kind you get 5 to a package.
>Plus one bonus pair.
>They always toss in that one bonus pair to make the buyer feel like they're getting more for their money.

"Big Mac says our Daddy used ta take us fishin' out here."
"But I don't hardly remember...guess I was too little."
>That makes you feel awkward.
>She's sharing memories of her dead father while you're trying to catch a peek at her underwear.
"But comin' here don't make me sad. I feel happy comin' out here, knowin' I'm in a place where something special happened."
>You really don't know what to say, so you keep your mouth shut.
"Big Mac & I brought Applebloom out here for her first campin' trip."
>AJ laughs out loud at the memory.
"Boy, Granny Smith tanned both our hides when she found out we swung across the river carryin' our baby sister. Mac got it worse 'cause he was older, but Granny sure didn't let me off easy."
>She's really enjoying this.
>Sharing this place with you.
"Lots'a special things have happened out here."
>She leans up against you.
>Her head resting on your shoulder.
"This is a good place fer special things t'happen."
"I was thinkin'...maybe we could do somethin' special together...here."

>Whoa.
>Where's she going with this?
"Powerful hot out here."
>AJ pulls her Wondercolts sweatshirt over her head.
>Just a tank top underneath. You don't see any bra straps.
"What would you like to do, Applejack?"
>Applejack looks up at you hopefully.
"Ya know, Anon. A lot of the girls at school have already messed around with boys."
"I haven't...on account'a no boy done asked me yet."
"I don't figure they will. I'm not pretty like most other girls."
>You shake your head.
"That's silly AJ, you're as pretty as any girl in school."
>That makes her smile & blush.
"That's awful kind of you, Anon. But I know my place. My fingernails are always dirty 'cause'a workin' on the farm, never all painted & manicured."
"I don't never have my hair styled & I don't know the first thing about makeup."
>She turns to you with a desperate look in her eyes and continues;
"But see I took a real long bath last night & washed my hair & scrubbed my nails real good & I don't talk good and..."
>She's getting a little crazy.
>You stop her with a hand on her lips.
"Applejack, think about how hard those other girls work just to be as pretty as you are rolling out of bed in the morning."

>Okay. You're laying it on thick.
>You know that, everybody reading this story knows that.
>You suspect even Applejack knows that.
>She's not stupid (except when it comes to math).
>But it's what she needs & wants to hear right now.
>And it works.

"Aww, Anon...you really think I'm pretty?"
"Of course I do, AJ."
>She cuddles up to your side, so happy to hear those words.
"Well what I was meanin' t'say was...I got cleaned up as best I could last night 'cause I knew you were comin' to the picnic."
"I thought maybe we could do some stuff. Mess around a little. I wouldn't brag or tell nobody, I swear!"
>Oh shit...a cute, desperate girl is begging you for some action!
>You put your arm around her and rub her back.
"I'd love to...mess around...with you. What kind of stuff do you have in mind?"
>She's excited & embarrassed to talk about it.
>Her innocence is driving you crazy.
"I can't go all the way. Not the first time. But maybe we could do other stuff to eachother? Find out what feels good."
>Without a word she hikes up her denim skirt.
>You stroke the soft cotton of her panties.
>Just a little pressure and they turn wet.
>She's dripping underneath.
>AJ gasps a little as your fingers hook around the elastic waistband and you pull her underwear down.
>They wind up inside-out, twisted around her knees.
>There's her perfect little pussy, right in front of you.
>It's shaven completely clean.
"I did it last night. Don't tell Big Mac I used his razor."
"Do you like it?"
>You say nothing, but answer her by leaning down and kissing it gently.
>Then your fingers go to work.
>No need for lube, she's got plenty.
>You run two fingers up and down her slit until her legs start to twitch.
>Then, deeper.
>AJ gasps as she feels you stroke her short inner lips.
>Slowly at first but getting faster.

"Ooooohhh, Anon, that's sooo gooood. Gimme your...you know, thingy."
>That makes you laugh. You remove your pants & drawers.
>You two adjust your position so you're facing.
>Bare legs intertwined, crotches just a few inches from each other.
>You can swear you feel her pussy heat on your dick.
>It's so hard now it's painful.
>But she takes care of you.
>AJ swirls her hand around in her own pussy, but she's not being greedy.
>She gets in good and wet with her own juices.
>That's all the lube she needs to give her first hand-job.
>It's clumsy at first, two tight, concentrating too much effort at the tip.
"Whoa, take it easy, I want to last as long as you."
>Applejack blushes, but she slows down and eases her grip.
>You resume your steady attack on her soaking wet pussy.
>It's time to add the thumb to the show.
>As two fingers continue their work on her warm lips you begin to rub her clitoral hood.
>The girl yelps and spasms hard.
"You okay?"
"Sure...ah just wasn't expectin' that. But please don't stop!"
>You never stop finger banging her little treasure.
>Time to turn your wrist and work the vaginal canal.
>Only one finger this time.
>You're careful not to break her hymen.
>Maybe if you're lucky you'll get to bust that someday.
>But for her first time you respect the cherry.
>AJ isn't being delicate with your dick.
>As she gets more and more excited her strong farm-girl grip squeezes tighter.
>You're close...you're very close.
>If you two are going to finish together you'd better speed things up for her.
>Gently, you peel back her hood with your thumb.
>The instant it touches her exposed clitoris she just goes crazy!
"Oh, oh god Anon...it's...oh..."
>All her muscles contract, squeezing your hand inside.
>Hot vaginal fluid spurts out.
>Applejack grabs your penis with both hands, like it's the only thing holding her on the surface of the Earth.
>And that's all it takes for you.
>Pearly white cum leaps from the tip of your dick.
>A little gets on AJ's face, more on her tank top.

>Both of you flop over and lay in the soft grass.
>Panting, sweating, but happy.
>Legs still tangled together, your groins gently touching.
>Neither of you has the energy to get up and move yet.
"That was so much better than doing it alone, Anon."
>You agree.
"Better get cleaned up."

>The both of you wash up in the river.
>It's hot, but AJ puts her blue sweatshirt back on so nobody notices the cum spots on her tank top.
>Her boots are dry now.
>The two of you swing back off that magical island & hike back to the picnic.

"You two are just in time."
>Applejack eagerly grabs a plate.
"Great, we're famished."
>Big MacIntosh offers his sister a hot dog straight off the grill.
>With a naughty grin, AJ makes eye contact with you,
>And puts the entire hot dog & bun into her mouth in one bite.
"Applejack!" scolds Granny Smith, "Mind yer manners!"
>She never breaks eye contact with you.
"Sorry Granny; I was just thinking of some new stuff to try at the next picnic!"