Original Poster: Frostybox (http://pastebin.com/u/frostybox)
Reason this is posted here is because it's not binned in Frosty's bin.

"So you want to come over... and cuddle?"
>Applejack looks a little embarrassed to repeat herself, so she answers with a nod while avoiding your gaze.
>You're about to speak before she beats you to it.
>"I-If'n ya don't mind..."
>You give her left ear a light scratch which always causes her to flick her right.
"Sure, I don't mind at all."
>Her grin is sweet enough to give you diabeetus.
>"Really? Well alright then! I'll uh, I'll be over tonight," she says barely able to contain her excitement.
>Aww, she's even flicking her tail back and forth, what a cutie.
>You wave goodbye and leave her stand to go fuck about with the rest of your day.

>Night time has fully set in, and you've got your pajamas on.
>Nothing fancy, just a big shirt and shorts.
>Normally it'd be just boxers, but you don't want to freak the orange mare out.
>Speaking of, you figured she'd be here by n-
>Three quiet knocks sound at your front door.
>You open it to see Applejack standing there.
"Howdy."
>"How-" Her muzzle scrunches briefly causing you to chuckle.
"C'mon in, I was just wondering if you were going to show up."
>"O'course I was Anon, you think I would skip out on this after y'all done went an' said yes?"
>You smile at the little scarlet faced mare and she steals glances at your face periodically.
>After a few minutes of just standing in the living room you decide to speak up.
"So, do you want a snack? Some water or anything? I've got juice."
>"Uh, well... M-maybe afterwards, I wouldn't mind getting to the cuddlin'," she says with a questioning tone while lightly kicking at your floor.
>Afterwards? Does she mean like in the morning?
>You shrug and head towards your bedroom.
>She shuffles along slowly behind you.
>You turn to see her standing awkwardly in the doorway to your bedroom.
"Well?"
>"Y-y'all look really handsome Anon."
>You look yourself over and give Applejack a dismissive look.
"It's just pajamas."
>Not even like a set or anything, you just threw some shit on so you wouldn't be mostly naked.
>"S-still though..." she mumbles.
>You chuckle as you climb into the bed.
>Applejack timidly hops up on the other side.
>She rests her Stetson on the post part of your headboard and glances back to you with a questioning look.
>You nod in approval and she leaves her hat be.
>You lay back and watch as Applejack removes the ribbons in her mane and tail letting them both spread out now that they've been freed.
>She falls back onto the bed with you, sighing as she does so.
>You can feel the tips of her mane against your arm, and the same tickle of her tail on your leg.
>For a little while you both lay like this, next to each other, staring at the ceiling.
>Her breathing and yours are the only sounds in the quiet room.
>You can hear her take a sharp inhale and hold it.
>The sheets shift slightly and an orange hoof snakes its way under your neck.
>A smile forms across your lips and you try turning onto your side so you can hold the orange mare close.
>You're surprised to find yourself turning the other way.
>The hell?
>Fucking earth pony stronk.
>The soft warmth of her chest tuft is pressing against the back of your head like a pillow made of fuck yeah.
>One of Applejack's forelegs are wrapped around your neck.
>The other is tucked under your armpit and resting over your chest.
>Applejack's muzzle is laying gently on top of your head.
>Her hot breath spreads along your scalp.
>Well... this certainly isn't what you were expecting.
>It is pretty nice though.
>Your head shifts forward and back just slightly as Applejack breathes.
>You can hear the soft popping noise of her lips spreading apart and closing again.
>Her jaw is shifting around on the top of your head.
>Is she chewing on something up there?
>That can't be very good for her little pone teeth.
>The country mare shifts around behind you to hook a rear hoof over your hip.
>Most of her body is pressed firmly against you now.
>The comfyness of the whole ordeal is absolutely incredible.
>A contented sigh escapes your lips as Applejack pulls you in a little tighter with her hooves.
>You watch the moon for a while as you often do when waiting for sleep.
>Really thought you'd have dropped much faster than normal thanks to Applejack's presence, but oddly enough you're having a little trouble.
>Now that you're really thinking about it, it's because your back is all sweaty.
>She may be comfy as all hell, but she's got the heat to match it.
>Mostly in your lower back of all places.
"Hey AJ?" you whisper.
>"Y-yes Anon?" she whispers back.

>"Do you mind if I get a little more comfortable?"
>Oh sweet moon and stars it's finally happening!
>You've been saddlebagging Anon for about an hour now.
>Your mistake was realizing there was no way you knew of to get him in the mood for "cuddlin'."
>He had no mane to bite at.
>His ears were too far for you to reach while holding him.
>And the darn colt is too dang long, no way you could reach down with a forehoof and give him a little rub.
>Just holding him close like a mare ought to had you all wet and winking.
>Normally a respectable mare'd keep her excitement contained, but you had to test the waters with this one.
>And it just paid off.
"Sure Anon, I don't mind at all."
>He pulls himself away from your warm and comforting hold to turn over and face you.
>Anon's arms reach out to you, and you reach out to him.
>You close your eyes and pucker your lips.
>Anon's gentle hands slide past your shoulders.
>You're rotated onto your belly.
>This colt wants a ride does he?
>U-unf.
>Then you're rotated further onto your side facing away from him.
>Unf?
>His arms spread out before you and wrap themselves around your chest, one above your forelegs and one under.
>What the hay is he doing?
>Anon slides forward and pressed his chest to your back.
>Your tail is pressed up against his crotch, you can feel his warmth against your dock.
>Anon's buried his face into your mane, his hot breath is creeping down your neck.
>You can't help but shiver at the sensation.
>Is he?
>Did this colt just saddlebag you?!
"Anon, what're yo-"
>His hand, the one coming from his "above arm", it's grazing lightly against your tuft.
>What were you saying again?
>You can feel a pressure rise and fall against your back, it matches the rhythm of the warm breeze running down your neck.
>Oh right, Anon's making you out to be the little stallion!
>You're supposed to be the strong supportive saddlebag.
>Not-
>Something warm circles your belly.
>Anon's hand, it's tracing small circles all along your stomach.
>You let out a rattled breath.
>Oh moon and stars that's hot.
>Your dock tries raising your tail only for it to press up against Anon's member.
>U-Unf.
>A gentle scraping nose reaches your ears, Anon's other hand is still grazing through your tuft?!
>UNF!
>Your marehood is leaking more than the ceiling under the bathtub when Mac falls asleep while taking a bubble bath.
>You're going to pop any moment.
>Take control Applejack, this colt's got you all fired up now.
>"Anon, I think ya got me all ready fo-"
>He's asleep?
>Did this colt really just tease you like this, and continue teasing you only to fall asleep?!
>Serves you right, tell a colt you only want to cuddle and there's a chance he really does only cuddle.
>You squeeze your thighs together, heard it helps cool one down.
>In so doing Anon's hands shift slightly, it slides further down your belly.
>All the way down to your...
"Mmm, naaah!" you squeak.
>"Hmm, wha-?"
>Oh no!
>His hands stop moving.
>But they haven't moved away yet.
>Worst thing that can happen now is he throws you out and you're getting bluebeaned as it is so...
"Y-y'all can keep going..."
>Anon's chest bumps against you lightly as he chuckles.
>His upper hand continues running through your tuft.
>This colt's lower hand however slides a little further south.

>"Mmnn."
"You like that AJ?"
>She gasps as you pinch her winking clit gently, "Mmn Anon..."
>Her hoof grips your forearm tightly as you slide a hand further down and spread her soaked lips.
>This is absolutely not what you expected when she asked you to cuddle.
>Most times when girls ask to cuddle, they usually mean just cuddling.
>Being nudged out of your sleep to find that your hand was sliding down, and that she was into it?
>Well, let's say you're not going to let an opportunity like that go by.
>"Aah! Anon!" she moans as you roll her clit between your index finger and thumb.
>The sweet scent of apples from her mane is mixing with her mucky scent that's beginning to fill the room with a lewd haze.
>Applejack bites your shoulder, more of a nibble really, as you spread her lips apart again.
>She continues nibbling, taking firmer bites in an effort to stifle the moans emanating from her throat.
>And in what feels like a long time and no time at all...
>AJ tenses in your arms, she throws her head back enough to bump your face.
>Her thighs tighten firmly around your hand, trapping it in place.
>Her soaking pussy lets loose and you can feel gush after gush of marecum spray against your fingers.
>Eventually the country mare goes limp and you pull her close to you, after sliding yourself closer to the edge of your bed.
>Probably going to need a new bed now.
>You yawn deeply, exhaustion overtaking your boner's desire for horse pussy.
>Applejack is asleep already anyway, it wouldn't be right.
>You bury your face in her "Apple Medley" scented mane and find yourself joining her in a deep sleep.