It was late morning when I woke up from a deep sleep. Sun was shining in my face, and temperatures were already in the high 20s as I slowly stirred, giving a soft groan as I moved my sweaty limbs.
I really wasn't a big fan of summer.
Briefly, I could feel my eyes flutter open, taking in the sight of my bedroom. Sunlight was pouring through a window next to my bed, leading me to quickly slam my eyes shut again. Within a few seconds, my mind ran a quick reality check - I was in my bed; it was… Saturday morning. June, if I wasn't mistaken.
I felt my chest heave with a long breath.
No reason to be up yet. Sleep was the preferable alternative.
Thus, I allowed my eyes to drift shut again, already feeling myself enter dreamland again, until I was crudely awoken by something bumping against my side.
I cracked an eye open, my vision fighting against the bright light. I saw four gray legs standing by my side. Briefly, I found myself wondering when I'd gotten a dog, until-
"Hey." a female voice came to my ears, leading me to take in a long breath and open my second eye as well. "You awake?"
I groaned audibly. Standing on my bed next to me was Icepick; my… friend? Partner? Cohabitant? I never seemed to be able to tell.
Either way, she was standing on my mattress, her hooves sinking into the soft surface and making me drift towards the small pit her hooves created.
"Hey," the not-so-little pony spoke up again, poking my side with her muzzle, "You there?"
"Uuurgh." I briefly but expressively declared my disapproval about being awoken at this time of the day.
Sadly for me, it seemed Icepick was all out of fucks to give.
"Hey, c'mon." she said, her voice leading me to wince. "How can you even sleep in this heat?"
She did raise a fair point. After the airconditioner had gone kaput a few days ago, just in time for a major heatwave to strike, my (our?) place had since turned into a live-action sauna. Even now, dressed in nothing but my boxers, I could feel beads of sweat on my forehead. Even Icepick, who was, in lack of a better term, naked (I mean why would she wear clothes?), seemed to be feeling the effects of this infernal heat. Through my blurry vision I could see that her straw-colored mane was clinging to the side of her head, and her light gray coat was glistening with sweat ever so slightly.
"Hey, are you listening to me!?" Icepick inquired again, this time using one of her hooves to give me a not-so-gentle poke into the side.
"What!?" I snarled at her, my tired eyes meeting hers for an early morning stare-off.
"C'mon, get up!" she commanded me in a half-cheerful, half-stern tone.
"Why!?" I countered, my voice betraying a certain frustration.
"Because it's too fucking hot and I can't sleep!" Icepick whined, shaking her head as if to prove her point and making her wet yellow mane swing along.
"...So!?" I shot back, getting increasingly aggravated.
"So…" she countered swiftly, leaning forward to face me, "I'm bored!"
I gave a brief sigh, wiping the sweat off my forehead, and sat up in my bed. Shaking my head, I faced her - I actually had to look up to meet her gaze.
Looking at her with tired eyes, I gave a long sigh, then shook my head. "Do I look like I give-"
"Oooh you will~" I could feel myself falter as suddenly there was a change in my friend's demeanor. While she had appeared carefree and playful -albeit a little frustrated- until now, now the look she gave me just felt… predatory.
"What are you-"
But I didn't have time to finish that sentence. Before I knew what was happening, I was pushed back into a horizontal position by a gray hoof placed firmly on my chest. Caught off-guard, I missed the chance to stem myself against it, and was now being pushed into the mattress by her, the mare looming over me with the faintest of smirks on her face.
"Hey!" I snarled, "Stop th-"
"Nope." Icepick cut me off mid-sentence, and I could quite literally feel the air knocked out of my lungs as she let herself not sink, but drop onto me, making me gasp for air for a second.
"Motherfucker you're heavy." I gasped under my breath, trying to braise myself against the fully-grown mare lying atop me. But it was no use. Standing at well above one meter, and being quite solidly built, she was easily as heavy as me, if not even heavier. I had tried carrying her once at the end of a drunken night - I was lucky I didn't need surgery, as my chiropractor had affirmed me.
All the more, I found myself unable to move under her, quite literally pinned down under 80 solid kilograms of mare.
Mother of god I could feel the heat just radiate off her body.
"Hey!" she snarled, having heard my previous remark.
"What, it's true." I half-spoke, half-gasped back at her.
"Still, that's no way to talk to a lady!" she pouted, shaking her head.
I gasped briefly, trying not to pass out from the additional weight on my chest, not to mention this infernal heat. She was like a heating blanket. A soft, fuzzy, heavy heating blanket.
"You're not really a lady though." I pointed out in my head, but made sure to keep my mouth shut - it'd be foolish to argue with someone who could probably crush your skull between her thighs. Especially when she was lying on top of you.
Instead, I opted for the wiser, more reasonable response and muttered a soft "I'm sorry."
Icepick looked down at me for a moment with those lovely blue eyes of hers, her both hooves resting to either side of my head, the mare herself completely stretched out and taking up the better half of my bed.
Then, she gave an exasperated sigh and let her head drop, resting it against mine. I could hear her soft breathing against my ear, her damp mane against the side of my head.
"Whatever." she groaned, her ear giving a twitch. "It's too damn hot for this stuff."
"True." I agreed softly, letting my head drop back against the mattress. Rationally speaking, her lying on me like this only made things worse in the temperature-department, but at the same time…
I sighed softly, wiggling myself a bit deeper into the mattress.
It… did feel pretty nice being close to her like that. For all the shit we gave each other on a daily basis, I did appreciate having her around, and something told me she felt at least remotely the same.
"Hey…" my thoughts were interrupted by Icepick speaking up again, her voice soft and a little hoarse. "Would you mind… scratching my back?"
I cocked an eyebrow at her - something she must have noticed, even without seeing my face. "It's itchy, alright? You have your way with those hands."
With that, she slumped over me again, seeming too exhausted to try and convince me.
Luckily for her, I really didn't mind lending her a hand - literally in this case. I knew all too well what it was like to have an itch you can't scratch, and if that's all it took to make her feel a bit better in this unbearable heat, I would be happy to deliver.
Wiggling my right arm free from underneath her -still easier said than done- I led it up her side and onto her back, softly scratching the area between her shoulder blades. My god she was packing some muscles up there. Apparently her considerable weight couldn't be blamed on body fat - not that I was surprised; she was in pretty good shape.
Either way, I could feel the mare lying atop me give a long, drawn-out sigh as my fingers did their work on her back, and I swear I felt her melt into me just a little more as I carefully dug into the fur under her shoulders.
I could hear her draw in a sharp breath, her body twitching softly - I was still topless, so every little motion she made I could effortlessly feel.
"Little lower." she whispered softly, and I obeyed without hesitation, my hands now softly digging into the muscular flesh on her back.
I could hear her clench her teeth and draw in a sharp breath, and I could feel her face twist into a grin as she once again whispered "Little lower~"
Obeying her wish, my hands travelled even lower along her spine, edging closer and closer towards her cutie marks.
I could feel her hot breath against my neck.
"Lower~" she cooed into my ear, her voice carrying that very particular undercurrent. "I won't bite~"
I bit my lip, feeling an all new wave of sweat break across my forehead. So… this is what she had been after? Why was I not surprised?
"C'mon~" Icepick cooed again, seeming to get impatient. I swallowed, taking in a deep breath -which was still quite hard with her weight pressing down on me- then gently ran my hands further south.
My fingers ran over her cutie mark, leaving a trail on her damp fur. The two of us were going to need a shower after this. Oh well…
Not wasting any time this time around, my hands quickly found their way to her flanks, my right hand cupping her left cheek and its sibling quickly coming forth and doing the same. Her flesh was still quite muscular even back here, but her butt had a layer of fat on it that was just big enough to get noticed, without interfering with her otherwise fit physique.
I bit my lip, feeling a faint sensation of weightlessness in my guts as my fingers dug into the soft flesh, giving her buttcheeks a gentle squeeze, and spreading her posterior ever so slightly. I felt her give a twitch above me, her breath catching in her throat momentarily before it went back to its calm rhythm.
"E-eager, aren't we?" she asked teasingly, although she was unable to hide that tiny bit of surprise in her voice from the surprise grope.
I merely grinned in return. She was pretty cute when she was caught off-guard like that. I wondered if…
Again, I could feel the mare give a twitch, barely suppressing a shriek, as my right hand came forth, drawing a line from her supple butt over to the middle of her rear, where her tail was easily swished to the side, revealing an all too inviting pussy underneath.
Even without seeing it, I could feel the heat radiating off of it. Along with the moisture. She was soaked. And I dared believe that it wasn't all sweat.
Slowly, gently, I raised my hand, bringing it all the way up to her dock, then slowly letting it travel downward, over her ponut, her wet marehood, all the way down to her cute little boobs.
But it was too hot to be messing around. I knew what she wanted, and while I most certainly enjoyed the proximity to her, I knew she wouldn't let me off the hook until she had gotten what she desired.
Thus, I brought my hand back up again, letting it trace a circle around her marehood, before quickly yet gently letting it dive into the readily waiting folds.
"Uuuuh…" I could hear Icepick moan softly, the mare now putty in my hands. "There we go." she cooed, satisfaction in her voice.
I slowly pulled my finger back out of her - it was very much soaked in her juices. However, knowing that, for a mare her size, this didn't even constitute a warmup, I didn't hesitate to add a second finger as I dove into her again, her marehood taking me in all too willingly. A third finger was added the third time around, and I could slowly feel her reach capacity, so to speak.
Icepick, meanwhile, seemed to be somewhere on the way to nirvana. Still lying atop me, her head pressed into the pillow, her butt raised ever so slightly, I could feel her breathing getting heavier.
"C-c'mon…" she half-whispered, half-groaned into my ear. "Don't go easy."
I merely smirked in return.
Again, my index, middle and ring finger dove into her, faster this time. She gasped, and I was sure I could feel her buck her hips ever so slightly - a motion that, sexy as it was, caused me to gasp as well, considering her still fairly sizeable weight.
I rubbed my fingers against each other, spreading her natural lubrication, and was just about to send them for another dive again, when she softly spoke up.
"W-wait." she groaned softly, leading me to stop almost instantly. "I wanna…" I raised an eyebrow as I saw the mare push herself to her hooves, almost sinking into the mattress as she did so, and lift her hooves over my body.
"What are you-" I was about to ask, but felt my breath catch in my throat as I realized that she wasn't getting off me, as much as she was turning around. Without any warning, she let herself drop -again, not sink, drop- onto me, forcing the air out of me.
"That's better." she declared happily, "Sorry, your breath against my ear was making me kinda squirmish."
I merely nodded in silence. Partly because I was still struggling to catch my breath after she had just body-slammed me, partly because…
I looked up at those two muscular gray flanks now resting on my chest, her tail still lifted out of the way…
I felt like Morgan Freeman himself had just descended from the heavens, and shown me the way to paradise.
"What's the holdup?" Icepick asked seductively, focusing me over her shoulder. "I didn't say you could stop~" she said, and as if to prove her point, wiggled her butt ever so slightly, leading the perfect mixture of muscle and fat mass to jiggle softly.
"A-alright." I gasped, still a bit caught off-guard by this unexpected change of positions. However, not wanting to waste any time, I tried to pull my hands free -they had again been caught underneath her when she had changed positions- but Icepick merely shook her head. "Uh-uh." she teased, and I could feel her legs clench down on my body, straddling me. Now there was no way I could pull my arms free without trying to push her off - and that would be a major challenge in its own right.
Well, it was clear what she wanted - and who was I to say no?
Licking my lips, I craned my neck, bringing my face forth and pushing myself right between her muscular cheeks. Her pussy, still more than sufficiently lubricated from the finger-treatment earlier, welcomed me with all its glorious softness, and this time I could feel myself shudder as my lips made contact with hers, and I could feel the sheer heat beating against my face.
"Attaboy…" Icepick cooed softly - I could feel her body relax again, slumping over me.
Tentatively, I opened my mouth, my tongue slowly exploring her insides. Her leg twitched up momentarily, and I swore I could hear a whimper from her. Sweat was mixing with her juices, running down my throat and pooling on the bed next to me. We would have to change the sheets after this.
"A-aaah…" she gave an uncontained moan, and I could tell her breathing was getting heavier, her chest pressing into mine as our bodies melted into each other. I could swear my face was deep red from the sheer heat her body emitted as I ate her out, not holding back.
"J-just…" she gasped, getting increasingly worked up, "Just a little…"
My eyes widened as I felt her shift her weight, and her body slid back by an inch or so, her plot sliding towards me. My face was now more or less buried in toned pony flesh, my nose touching her anus, mouth digging into her.
I could feel her contort around my lips, indicating that she was getting close. As if to confirm that assumption, I could hear another moan break loose, her hips bucking slightly as she moaned "Yesss~"
Mere seconds later, she came.
Her tunnel clenched down on my mouth, powerful muscles almost forcing it shut. The mare gave an unearthly groan, her legs spasming and contorting around my head, only forcing my face deeper into her crotch. Split seconds later, not a drip but a torrent broke loose from her pussy, drenching my already soaked neck with marecum and sweat. Almost simultaneously, she bucked her hips backward, my head now completely disappearing in her crack, mouth engulfed by her warm insides.
I could hear the mare give another groan, gradually wiggling her hips from side to side as she rode out her orgasm, her tail flicking from side to side by what I suppose was instinct.
It took another moment or two, Icepick steadily grinding herself into my face, until it occurred to me that I couldn't breathe, my lungs running low on oxygen all too quickly.
Panic quickly swept aside any pleasure I might have felt, as I realized that my hands, too, were incapacitated by the quivering pile of mare lying atop me. I wiggled from side to side, unable to speak as my mouth was still filled with mare-meat.
Thankfully, it seemed my oral attack had weakened the normally so strong mare enough, as it wasn't long until she dropped away to the side, her limp, slick body sliding off my face and allowing me to gasp, filling my lungs with the much-needed oxygen.
For a few moments, the two of us just lay there, her breathing heavily from what seemed like quite the intense orgasm, and me slowly catching my breath.
Eventually, I could hear her breathing calm down. "T-that was good…" she half-spoke, half gasped. I could feel the weight on the mattress shift as the sizeable mare pushed herself up just enough to allow her to turn around and face me.
I couldn't deny it; she was looking pretty cute like this; blushing lightly, and with her damp mane still stuck to her head.
She settled down next to me, lying down and stretching herself out, with only one leg idly resting on my wet chest.
Another moment of serene silence, in which I could only hear her breathe softly next to me, then I felt myself prick up as I noticed her soaked hoof slide over my chest and wander downward, where an undoubtedly noticeable tent was visible in my boxers. She most certainly had felt that earlier.
"Now…" she spoke up slowly, seductively. Her eyes went half-lidded as our gazes met, and I looked back into her lovely blue eyes, feeling how everything aside from the two of us seemed to melt away, and she brought herself closer to me, planting a quick peck on my lips.
"Why don't I return the favor?"
-x-X-x-
Walking on insecure, shaky legs, I stumbled into the bathroom, almost tripping over the ledge of the shower tub as I slipped inside.
My entire body was thoroughly drenched in all sorts of fluids, and I could feel myself dripping even before I had turned up the shower.
I briefly shook my head to clear my thoughts, noticing how my vision was swimming ever so slightly with the movement. My hand almost blindly reached for the faucet, and after a bit of fidgeting I was rewarded with the soothing sound of flowing, cold water as it rained down on me from above, seeming to breathe new life into me with every drop that hit me.
With a deep sigh of relief, I threw my head back, letting the cold water pour into my face and wash off all the stain and… other residues that could be found on my body. Even now I couldn't help but to notice…
Holding still momentarily, taking in a long breath.
Her scent; her… musk was still all around me. Given the fact that she had ridden my face like a kiddy ride not even ten minutes ago, this was of course little surprising, but still…
I paused for another moment, taking in her scent.
She had a fairly bold, characteristic scent to her; no doubt more masculine than that of other mares, but nevertheless still unmistakable in its own right.
But I quickly shook my head, clearing my thoughts. While I no doubt enjoyed standing here and letting the events of the past minutes run past my mind's eye again, I also knew that time was… a limited resource.
After Icepick had gotten off me and had so kindly offered to return the favor, I had no doubt been tempted to just jump straight into it. However, keeping in mind the steadily rising temperature around us, as well as the fact that I was already feeling a bit dizzy -not least because of her almost suffocating me-, I had suggested that I'd take a shower first. Looking at the puddle of juices on my chest, as well as the literal swamp she had turned the bed sheets into, she had little room to argue.
Thus, I had ditched my soaked boxers -which, considering my not to be underestimated erection, were of little to no use anyway- and slipped into the bathroom, promising that I'll be back shortly.
Icepick, still lying on her side and slowly recovering, hadn't seemed too upset about the quick chance to catch her breath.
And indeed, I could feel the haziness the… session with Icepick had left me in being washed away as I stood under the cold downpour. My erection was slowly dying down under the cold water, but the thoughts of what was going to happen the moment I stepped out of the bathroom door managed to keep me at the edge of my seat quite sufficiently.
She did talk about returning the favor, and if those bedroom eyes were anything to go by…
I could feel a big, goofy grin form on my face as I pictured that… bombshell of a body in front of me. From… past experiences I knew that she had quite the skilled -and muscular- tongue, so that was no doubt an option. Although…
My mind went back to when I had wrapped my hands around that plot of hers, picturing the feeling of my hands digging into that soft, yet firm flesh of hers and…
I could feel my legs going weak, sinking back against the wall of the shower stall. From the pressure between my legs I could tell that my erection was back - probably here to stay.
I gave a low groan, letting my head hang low as I wrapped a hand around my member, half-tempted to take care of things in here so that I could-
"Taking your sweet time, huh?"
I startled, flinching as I heard the door to the bathroom being pushed open, accompanied by a gust of warm air hitting my exposed back. I spun around, just in time to see a fairly peeved looking Icepick standing in the door and shooting me a half-serious frown.
"C-can you fucking…" I sputtered out, instinctively lowering my two hands to cover myself up, "Ever heard of knocking!?"
"Ever heard of not hogging the shower for all eternity?" Icepick countered almost without hesitation, as she stepped through the door and into the bathroom, closing it behind herself. Not wasting a second, the sweaty mare passed through the small bathroom and towards the shower stall with determination in her steps, her hooves making clacking sounds on the tiles.
"What are you doing!?" I asked, feeling my heart pick up the pace as she placed a hoof on the sliding door to the shower stall, and pushed it open.
"Joining you, duh." she declared matter-of-factly, "Since you can't get going." she shook her head, shaking her damp mane out of her face. "Now c'mon, scoot aside."
Without a second of hesitation, the still quite sizeable mare not stepped, but squeezed herself into the shower stall next to me. Space, being a somewhat limited resource to begin with, was now nearly gone, and I had to almost press myself against the tiled wall to make room for her large form.
I opened my mouth to say something, but the touch of her body against mine was enough to silence me, memories of earlier flooding my mind once again, and leading me to pull my head in, a silly grin spreading over my face.
It occurred to me only now that I was still standing with my back facing her, meaning that she probably hadn't noticed my still very much present erection now barely concealed by my two hands.
It… wasn't like I was ashamed of it. Given what we had done just a few minutes ago, god knows I didn't have any right or reason to be, but…
Still… I couldn't help but to feel a little caught.
Icepick, if she minded at all, didn't let it show.
"Aaaah." the earth pony mare let out a sigh of relief as she raised her head towards the shower head, water splashing into her face and soaking her already dampened mane and fur even further. "That's better." she spoke, relief evident in her voice as her ear twitched from the impact of the water.
Her tail swished from side to side, and I couldn't help but to catch myself admiring her body as she stood in the downpour of the shower. Now, with water running down her sides and back and her fur sticking to her body like a wet coat, I could swear her ample curves were all the more noticeable, and already I could feel my gaze linger on her cutie mark, remembering all too well the toned flesh that lay beneath it.
The mare in question let out a soft groan as she arose to her hind legs, her strong thighs lifting up her weight like it was nothing, and held her head directly into the stream of the shower, washing off her face.
A few moments of silence, then she sunk back to her four legs. Briefly, she shook the excessive water from her face, then let her head sink, giving a long, relaxed sigh.
"Alright…" she spoke up after a moment, raising her head to focus me, "You ready?"
I merely cocked an eyebrow at her. "... for what?"
Icepick rolled her eyes, her mane still sticking to her forehead. "Don't play stupid," she said in a half-serious tone. She fixated me with those cute blue eyes of hers, and her look went into full bedroom-mode as she smirked. "You gotta finish what you've started."
I could feel my heart -as well as something else- flutter at the thought of finishing what we had started earlier, and with a broad grin on my face was already well on my way to pushing the shower stall door open, when I was stopped by a gray hoof placed gently but firmly on my chest.
"Nu-uh." Icepick said, that… predatory glimmer back in her eyes. It still amazed me how easily she could reach my chest with her hooves. Hell, her head was easily at chest height for me. "We're gonna stay right here."
I swallowed briefly; the thought of doing it in here seemed thrilling, albeit a reckless. I'd heard stories about the slipping hazards in shower stalls.
However, before I had time to voice any concerns, Icepick had already done what she did best, and taken the initiative. Without so much as a moment of hesitation she turned to the side and towards me. The limited dimensions of the shower stall were quickly making themselves noticeable, as a low squeak could be heard as her butt made contact with the plastic of its outer wall. The stall was no doubt big enough to hold two human adults, but a pony? A pony of her size, not to mention? It was certainly at capacity.
Not that Icepick seemed to care too much. Positioning herself so she was facing me, her deep blue eyes remained focused on mine for just a moment, before her look went down to where my hands were still covering up my crotch. A cutting glance of her was enough, and I let my hands drop to my sides, feeling a tingle of excitement as my erection sprung free, and my member, still at full mast, almost booped her in the muzzle.
"Nice~" she commented with a sly grin. I was about to ask if it wasn't a bit too tight for the two of us in here, but before I could so much as open my mouth, my breath was taken away by the sensation of two lips touching the tip of my dick, then slowly parting and taking it in.
"Uuuh…" I couldn't contain a groan as she swallowed my length inch by inch. Water was pattering on her back, but her eyes remained focused on me, a look of confidence in them. Confidence and… teasing.
I swear I could feel her smirk even with me in her mouth as she looked up at me. Slowly, gradually, she pushed her head forward until her lips touched the base of my dick. I couldn't deny, there was something fascinating about how easily she took it all in. Granted, I wasn't necessarily hung like a literal stallion, and she was a big mare, but… still…
Icepick kept the eye contact as she just as slowly pulled her head back, my member gradually sliding out of her soft mouth until only the tip remained. She opened her mouth, a coy grin on her face as she looked up at me again. "Think you can handle it?" she asked teasingly.
I gasped softly, the sensation of her velvety mouth around my member still something I would struggle getting used to - insofar that I would struggle not to just cum straight away the second she-
"Aaah!" I couldn't hold back a gasp as Icepick, without any warning, started another assault on my member, this time quickly closing her mouth around it and pushing forward, utilizing her-
I gasped again.
Her tongue. It felt… rougher than the rest of her mouth, yet still smooth enough to be pleasant as she dragged it along the underside of my member, moving it in sync with her muzzle as she slowly bobbed her head back and forth, the sensation of her soft lip, and her raw tongue wrapping itself around my dick with more force than I could have ever expected too much to handle.
"Ffffuck!" I couldn't contain the cuss, the pressure in my nethers seeming to rise with every little movement Icepick made.
That caused the mare to stop. For just a second, she was holding completely still. Her eyes met mine, and I could see it. I could see that look in her eyes. That desiring, that predatory stare. She had me right where she wanted me. And she knew it.
And it seemed like me knowing that she knew it was all she needed. With a determination that'd make an olympic champion jealous, she went to town again, her muscular tongue once again wrapping itself around my shaft and squeezing down on it, while her mouth closed itself around both of them.
I gasped, closing my eyes and feeling my knees go weak. By instinct, if nothing else, I felt my hands come forth, and rest themselves on her head as she rhythmically bounced back and forth. If it bothered her, she didn't let it show. Hell, if I didn't know better I'd say the only thing on her mind was driving me to my peak.
That… turned me on more than it had any right to.
And really, given the circumstances, it was all I needed to get that final push over the edge. Biting my lip, my fingers pressing into Icepick's soaked mane… I came.
A first strand of jizz exploded from my tip, and landed square on Icepick's tongue. I could hear her moan, the feeling of her jaw vibrating against my member only making me shake harder as my dick twitched again, ready to fire another load. This time, however, Icepick pulled her head back abruptly. The faltering grip of my hands on her head wasn't enough to stop her (not that I'd wanted to, anyway), and so she pulled her head back just in time for me to shiver, and another strand of baby batter landed square on her muzzle, drawing a thin white line from her nose right up to her forehead.
I could see her smile back at me; an affirming, encouraging grin.
I spasmed again, giving a low groan. A third burst, this one went above her forehead and into her mane. A fourth and fifth followed, both landing pretty much square on her muzzle.
She opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue, and softly touching my tip - a sixth and last burst landed on it, then I could feel my orgasm finally die down, and myself sink back against the wall, feeling like any and all power had been drained from my body.
For a few serene moments, all that could be heard was the sound of the shower pattering against our both bodies, and of the two of us slowly catching our breaths. I closed my eyes, feeling just about ready to pass out from the turbulent morning that lay behind us. Icepick swallowed audibly, and I looked down at her.
Well, I didn't have to look that far. Her head was easily at chest height for me, and thinking about it, her hips were just about at perfect height for-
But I cut myself off, shaking my head. Was I really thinking these thoughts again?
However, it seemed I wasn't the only one. Icepick was looking back up at me, strands of my baby batter still visible on her wet fur. It was… kinda hot.
However, there was something in her eyes. This… primal hunger I had seen just earlier.
I swallowed.
She… wasn't done yet, was she?
"Stand over there."
The response wasn't long in coming. Her voice sounded a bit hoarse, but by no means lacking determination.
I forced out a soft chuckle, "You know what? I'm feeling pretty exhausted with this heat, so why don't we-"
"Did I ask for your opinion?"
I faltered. That look she was giving me. That wasn't the look of somebody who was about to have slow, passionate shower sex. That was the look of a predator.
A faint sensation of weightlessness was starting to make itself noticeable in my chest as she stared me down.
"I… I don't really think-"
"Now."
I swallowed again. This wasn't the voice of somebody who would take no for an answer.
Thus, I hesitantly obeyed, shimmying along the bathroom wall until I was standing at the far end of the rectangular-shaped space. Behind me was the sliding door, still sealed shut and keeping the temperature within the stall at a quite bearable 65 degrees.
Briefly, I wanted to ask what Icepick had in mind (as if that wasn't obvious) but fell silent as I saw the mare turn around. Once again, she had to make herself small as her butt rubbed against the glass pane to my right, before she came to a halt - with her rear facing me.
I could feel my throat getting tighter at the sight that presented itself to me - her butt looked even more magnificent from above. Not to mention…
My eyes lingered on her tail that was still conveniently covering her up - at least until…
"Do it." was all Icepick said as she swished her tail to the side, and my breath caught in my throat as I was once again greeted with the sight of that dark gray pussy I had given plenty of attention to earlier. She seemed to have recovered quite nicely, her marehood glistening with what I believed was more than just water, and looking… inviting to say the least.
"You waiting for an invitation or something!?" Icepick inquired from the other side, annoyance now more than evident in her voice - she was getting impatient. "Do it. Now."
I bit my lip. Who in their right mind could say no to this? Really, normally she wouldn't have to tell me twice, but right now…
A frown formed on my face as I looked down at myself - as was to be expected, my member was idly hanging down, flaccid as it could get; the chilly temperatures, refreshing as they were, didn't really help either.
"W-well, I…"
"Did I fucking stutter?" Icepick snarled, and seeming to be fed up with waiting, she acted. And boy, how she acted.
The door creaked as I was pressed against it, forced back by eighty kilograms worth of mare slamming into me ass-first, and more or less holding me up against the thin plastic construct.
"H-hey!" I barely managed to gasp as she backed into me, and trying to brace myself had thrown my two hands forward for support. Said support had come in the shape of two toned flanks with an exploding rock for a cutie mark - my hands made a juicy slap sound as they found purchase on her soaked fur.
Icepick merely panted silently; I could feel her pussy twitch against my crotch. Our pelvises were almost on the same height -for once, it paid off being shorter than average!-, meaning that my hips were now engulfed by two supple gray cheeks, while my member was resting against her glistening anus.
And as fate willed, that was all it took to awake junior from his sleep, and get him back up and operational. I felt a light sting in my member as it grew back to full mast within a few seconds, but looking at the bigger picture… really, I would get over it.
A second time, I could feel her nethers twitch, just in time for my dick to twitch upward and against her entrance.
"What are you waiting for!?" Icepick asked, impatience dominating her voice, "Put it in! Rut me!"
That was all the motivation I needed. I didn't know what kind of primal switch had been flicked within my head, but suddenly, without really thinking about it, my right hand had found its way from the mare's flank towards my dick. I crouched down a bit -quite a challenge, since Icepick seemed to still refuse to ease off me- and aligned my member with her readily waiting pussy. I'd gotten a bit of a feel for it through… previous experiences, so it was fairly easy for me to find the proper angle and-
"Uuuh…" I groaned, my head falling back against the door.
"Yesss…" Icepick hissed as I finally slid into her. I could swear I could feel her pulling me in.
Once again, I could feel my legs going weak, my body clearly not prepared for a second round within such a short timespan. But I pulled myself together. I would pull through. Besides, it seemed my partner was preoccupied with… other things.
"Oooh fuck." Icepick groaned, her voice unexpectedly quiet, yes almost timid as she slowly pulled away from me, just enough for my member to almost slide out of her, then slammed herself back against me, her buttcheeks slamming against my pelvis with a soft plap.
I was going to argue that the door probably wasn't made for this kind of force, but… frankly, I had other things on my mind. Namely, that there was a cute, big, attractive mare currently slamming herself against me, seeming quite desperate for relief.
And really, the least I could do was not stand around stiffly like a board.
It took a few moments for my mind to internalize just that, but when the penny finally dropped, I could feel a euphoric grin form on my face, and my body finally spring into action. Without further hesitation my hands came forth, getting a hold of her hips again, this time holding on for purchase, my fingers digging into the soft flesh of her flanks as my hips bucked forward, just as she was pushing back - our hips collided with a plap.
I could feel Icepick pause for a second, the mare giving a brief snicker.
"Now you're learning." she said mischievously, then moved forward again. Getting the hint, I pulled back by a few inches, then bucked my hips forward again in sync with her. Another plap resounded off the bathroom walls, and my partner gave a pleased groan.
A third time, our hips parted, only to slam into each other again. Despite everything I could feel myself break a sweat again, my heart rate speeding up as Icepick's movements became more, shall we say, intense. At first it'd just been an inch or so, now she was taking an entire step away from me, before backing into me again. The impact almost knocked the air out of me, and I was sure I'd have a few bruises by tomorrow.
But frankly, I didn't care. The feeling of her body against mine; of her hips in my hands, and most importantly, of my manhood in her… it almost drove me over the edge right there and then.
Icepick's breathing was getting heavier, the mare panting as she stood still for a moment, her butt still pressed against me, pinning me against the door.
"Are you close?" I asked her, barely able to speak over my own excitement.
She nodded silently, her eyes closed, head hanging low.
"Do you want me to-"
"No…" she weakly gasped, "No, let me just…" she bit her lip, and I could feel her press into me a bit more. "This… this feels pretty fucking good."
Despite everything, I could feel myself blush a bit at that. The grip of my hands on her hips loosened, and I gave her cutie mark a gentle stroke with my hand. "It does." I affirmed truthfully, "It really doooooah~"
I was cut off mid-sentence, an all new wave of pleasure overwhelming me as Icepick ground her hips to the left, then to the right. The feeling of my member moving inside her; of her butt brushing against my pelvis… it was almost too much to handle.
"A-ah!" I gasped, my hands once again clutching onto her hips, "I… I'm gonna…!"
"Wait." she said briefly, lifting her head and focusing me over her shoulder. "Let's…" she swallowed, "Let's do it together. At the same time."
My heart fluttered lightly, and I gave a brief nod. "Sure."
"Let me…" she said in a low tone, "Let me just…"
She inched forward again, and I felt myself sliding out of her almost entirely. Then…
I could barely contain a gasp as she once again slammed herself into me. The door creaked behind us, but both of us were too swept up in pleasure to notice any of it, the sensation almost driving me insane. A second time, the gray mare took a step forward, only to slam that WMD of a butt into me - she moaned, loudly.
Icepick's legs were trembling against mine - she was close; she was very close, no doubt about that. Our hips separated again, and she leaned forward.
This would be it. I couldn't take anymore, and neither could she. I tightened my grip on her flanks, preparing to unleash what I hadn't even thought myself capable of just a few minutes ago. Such was the effect of a pony on a man, it seemed.
Icepick drew in a deep breath, and I could feel her body tense up in my hands, then…
The impact was more than I had expected. Really, the momentum eighty kilograms could create should not be underestimated. I felt my member filling her out entirely, my body thrown back against the door with an ungodly force.
Then there was a groan.
Then there was a crack.
Then I was falling.
Then I landed on the thankfully thick bathroom carpet.
Then one and a half centers' worth of mare slammed into me, landing atop me.
For a few moments, time seemed to stand still, only the sounds of the still running shower filling out the room.
Then I felt Icepick slowly push herself up. I was still inside her, so she merely sat up on my lap, and turned to face me, panting. "You alright?"
Feeling a strange sense of shock, ache -falling onto the mat didn't hurt per se, but I still felt it- and utter euphoria- I merely nodded. I was alright. A little disoriented, but… alright.
My gaze briefly fell back onto the shower cabin, where the sliding door was now hanging to the side in an unnatural 45-degree angle.
Despite everything, I could hear myself laugh. At least I could cross 'breaking a door during sex' off my bucket list.
Ah well, no harm done. At least we could-
"Good." Icepick said, and lo and behold, that mischievous grin was back on her face again. "Cause…" she pushed herself into an upright position, "I wasn't done yet."
That caused me to do a double take. I mean, I wasn't done either, but…
I opened my mouth to point out that there probably were more important things to take care of, but Icepick, seeming to have foreseen just that, firmly placed a hoof on my mouth, silencing me quite effectively, then shaking her head.
"Just…" she said softly, and I felt her body tense up against mine, her hooves digging into the carpet beneath us as she lifted herself up. "Let me…" I could feel her slip out of me momentarily, before she let herself drop back down again.
"Uuuh." she groaned, and I couldn't help but to agree with her. That felt… amazing.
Her legs slid down my sides, the mare straddling me, placing her both front hooves on my chest. She arched her back, pressing her hips down onto mine, then lowered her head.
Our eyes met, and for a brief moment the world around us seemed to come to a standstill. I didn't know what came over me, but suddenly I found myself reaching upward, and our lips met for a brief, blissful moment. It was over in a heartbeat, but for this short moment, I could feel her lean into me, giving into the kiss like a true lover, and enjoy it for all she was worth.
However, like all good things, this moment had to come to an end. I pulled back. The smile of bliss on her face melted, and made way for a toothy grin, filled with determination, and conveying only a single message.
"Let's finish this."
Who was I to say no?
And really, my look of approval was all she needed to let loose. And boy, let loose she did.
Without a second of hesitation, she pushed herself up again. The pressure on my chest was noticeable, but nothing I couldn't endure after the previous events. Instead, my attention was focused on the heavenly sensation of her marehood fully embracing my length, as I slowly slid out of her, only for her to fall back onto me.
Her thrusts were more determined now; perhaps not as rough as previously, but all the more targeted. She was going in for the kill.
And who was I to deny her sweet relief? Not to mention that I was getting quite pent up as well.
She pushed herself off of me again. Without the shower to cool us down, I could feel the heat radiating off her, adding up with my own body heat, leading me to break a sweat again.
But I didn't care. I wanted this. She wanted this. There was nothing holding us back now.
I bucked my hips up, just as she let herself sink again, gaining an almost simultaneous moan from both of us. It didn't take long for us to get back into the same rhythm we'd had in the shower before, our bodies soon moving in a nearly perfect sync as she bounced on top of me. I swear I could hear the sound of those foal-bearing hips of her slap against my pelvis as she impaled herself on me.
My hands came to rest on her shoulders, pulling her closer towards me whenever our bodies collided. The bucking of my hips became more and more intense, the two of us moving in harmony as we inched closer to an orgasm with every inch we moved. Sweat was running down my forehead, and I could feel her fur getting moist even after we had exited the shower.
But neither of us cared. In this moment, our bodies seemed to become one; melt into each other for just a moment. I groaned, looking up at her, and our eyes met once again. Her face was beginning to turn red; she was biting down on her lip, panting heavily.
"I…" I gasped, "I'm…"
"Yeah…" she panted back. For just a split second she stopped, hovering her body above mine, before finally slamming down on me hard enough to have me worried about a broken pelvis. The moan that broke loose from her, together with the shower of juices that now poured over my hips was enough to drive me over the edge as well, and with clenched teeth and a barely restrained moan, I bucked my hips upward… and came.
It hit me like a sledgehammer. A wave of euphoria overcame me as I felt her tunnel clench around my member; I could feel it twitch, my hips bucking upward as I peaked, shooting strand after strand of baby batter, and gradually painting her insides white.
A second wave hit the mare atop me, and I could feel her forelegs give in, the mare toppling over and falling forward, landing square on my chest.
I didn't mind. I didn't care. I wrapped my arms around her, bucking my hips upward again as I felt myself peak once more, enjoying the warmth that seemed to connect us. She muttered something into my ear, but I couldn't quite make out what it was. With her laying atop me, I had my hands full keeping track of things.
Another hilt, then, finally, I could feel our both orgasms die down, almost as simultaneously as they had occurred.
For the second time that day, I could feel the mare lying on top of me go limp like a sack of spuds, and quite literally melt into me.
Tentatively, I led a hand up to her head, and without really thinking about what I was doing, ran in through her mane. It felt… calming, if nothing else. Despite being wet, her mane was still quite soft to the touch, and pleasant to feel. If she minded at all she didn't let it show, although part of me liked to believe she enjoyed it as much as I did.
We lay there on the ground. I don't know how long. It took us a while to recover, I knew that much. We might have just as well passed out - believe it or not, going at it like animals in this heat did take a toll on your body.
Eventually, however, I could feel the heaving of my partner's chest on mine become slower, and more steady. Her weight shifted, and she rolled herself off me, dropping on the carpet next to me like the limp bag of pony she was.
For a long moment, we just lay next to each other, looking into each other's eyes. We both knew what would come now - we had to turn off the still running shower, we had to throw the carpet, which was slowly absorbing our both sweat and other juices, into the laundry, we still had to change the bed sheets from earlier this morning, we had to fix the shower door…
Yes, we had a lot of things to take care of today.
But for now, we could drag this moment out just a little longer, and just enjoy each other's proximity, without thinking about responsibilities.
Yes, right now, none of this mattered.
Because right now, it was just the two of us.
Together.
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It was an overcast day with only occasional rain. Summer was nearing its end, and with temperatures in the low 290's, the day had been refreshingly crisp compared to previous weeks.
I breathed a soft sigh of relief as I pulled onto the ramp, and off the interstate. Contrary to my expectations, traffic hadn't actually been half bad, and despite the occasional brief traffic jam, I was still well on time.
My eyes went up to the signs ahead of me, seeking out the one that had a small airplane-symbol next to it. I had been to the airport a few times before, but never seemed to remember which exact exit to take. Such was the blessing of getting older, it seemed.
I gave a curt laugh, then shook my head. I was talking shit again. I always did that when I was…
Briefly, I swallowed, and the smile slipped from my face.
Nervous.
What was I saying, there was no reason to be nervous. I was just on my way to the airport to pick up my friend - that was as normal as it gets, no? People did that kind of thing on a daily basis.
Well, most of the time those friends weren't big, fuzzy ponies, but still...
I forced out a chuckle at my failed joke.
Really, I was just looking forward to seeing her again. We were close friends (and housemates), and hadn't seen each other in more than a month. It was perfectly reasonable to be excited, no?
Perhaps it was. Perhaps I was just making up problems out of nowhere.
Fact was, my friend had a slight tendency to get… intense. No matter what, when she was involved, things were sure to be a bit more… thrilling than without her.
I mean hell, last time we had gone all out we had ripped the bathroom stall door from its hinges.
And now… well, we hadn't seen each other in several weeks. We had held the occasional video-chat, but those could only do so much.
Now I was about to see her in the flesh again. And really... one could only guess what would happen.
I could feel my thoughts drifting off as I pulled into the parking garage. She had mentioned that she was quite pent-up in this regard. And she had shown that she wasn't afraid to take something when she wanted it. Hell, I just needed to think back to what had happened last month to-
I shook my head, clearing my thoughts. I really ought to get going; her flight was supposed to land in ten minutes!
Thus, ignoring the tent in my pants, I turned off the engine and got out of the car. A quick zap with the keyfob, the lock was engaged, and I was on my merry way to the terminal.
It took me a few moments to locate the correct exit -this place was pretty big, after all- but when I found it, a quick look at my watch confirmed that her flight had landed some twenty minutes ago.
She would be here any moment now.
Idly, I let my gaze drift over the mass of people streaming out of the airside area and out into the arrivals hall. Would I even be able to find her in this mass of people?
I shook my head, trying to focus. Truth be told, after being separated for a few weeks, I couldn't deny that I was a bit… nervous to see her again. Why? Hell if I knew. For all intents and purposes, we were friends sharing an apartment. Friends with benefits, if you will. It was normal to be nervous when meeting friends again, right?
I mean, we had done video chats a time or two while she had been out, so we weren't completely out of touch, but… well. Perhaps it was my overly pessimistic mind, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something would be… different. I couldn't tell what that would be, but-
"Hey knucklehead," my thoughts were crudely interrupted by the all too familiar voice calling out to me, and my gaze darted to the left to find a large gray earth pony mare dressed in a comfy-looking gray sweater walking into my direction.
I… couldn't contain a smile.
"Hey~" I greeted her as she came closer, walking over to me and out of the stream of people.
"Hey?" she retorted with a mock frown, "That's all you got after I'm gone for four weeks!?"
"I… uh…" I struggled to find words as she stared me down with a frown for a few moments, before finally cracking a smirk and raising her right hoof into my direction.
"Good to see you again." she said, genuine enough this time, as I let my fist collide with her hoof for the hoof-fist-bump we had come to establish as our standard greeting.
"Good to see you," I responded, finally feeling a bit more secure at last, "How was your flight?"
"Ech," she said, frowning, "Crying baby to the left, fat guy to the right, same old bullshit." she shook herself, "I could use a shower."
"We'll get to that," I said with a smile as I reached forward, and lifted the two saddlebags off her back. God knows she was strong enough to carry them herself, but I figured it'd be a nice gesture at least. She shot me a look that seemed to say just that, but remained silent.
"C'mon, let's get going," I said with a nod into the direction of the exit.
***
A few minutes later, I pulled out of the airport's parking lot and out onto the freeway. The radio played a generic pop song at a moderate volume, drowning out the quite heavy silence that had settled in between us.
I turned my head, looking over to her. She was sitting on her haunches on the passenger seat, her sizeable form taking up most of the seat all too easily. She did look quite exhausted sitting there, her normally quite neat gray coat matted and mane hanging down loosely. Not the most exhausted I'd ever seen her, but… the trip had left her in quite a state.
"So, how was it?" I asked in an attempt to start up some conversation. I couldn't put my finger on it, but… for some reason the air around us seemed heavier than normal. We normally didn't have any troubles hopping right into a talk about god-knows-what, but today… something seemed off.
"Eh, as 'good' as a boring business congress can get. Honestly, I'm just glad to be outta there." she admitted with a wave of her hoof. "You been alright?"
"Sure." I said with a shrug, "Just… boring old daily routine."
I pressed my lips together. Just what was it that seemed to stop us from starting up a normal conversation? She'd been gone for three weeks, for crying out loud! There had to be something we could talk about!?
But it seemed hopeless. The remainder of the drive was spent in an almost eerie silence, only rarely interrupted by the smallest bit of polite conversation, which all too soon died away, and made way for that ever-present silence.
Before I knew it, I found myself sitting on the balcony of my (our?) apartment. The cold bottle of beer in my hands reflected my mood quite adequately as I sat on one of the lawn chairs, my friend and partner having taken a seat on the chair next to me with a second bottle held in her hooves.
I normally didn't mind the silence, but in this case it was just awful. Unbearable, even. I could tell Icepick was feeling uncomfortable, and really, so was I, but at the same time, it seemed like neither of us really knew what to do or say to start up a conversation, or at least ease up whatever pressure appeared to be between us.
I took another sip from my beer, the bitter, tart taste filling out my mouth. I'd never been particularly fond of strong beer, but I knew she liked it, so, to celebrate the occasion, I'd gotten a six pack. One bottle in, I could already feel my vision begin to blur ever so slightly, and shook my head. Damn, I was a lightweight.
Every so often, I caught my glimpse drifting over to the mare next to her. Freshly showered, her mane was still a little wet, and she had slipped herself into a pair of yoga pants, arguing that she didn't want to get sick sitting outside with wet fur. But honestly, we both knew she just liked wearing those.
Either way, whether or not those pants were saving her from a cold I couldn't tell. What I could tell, however, was that they accentuated her ample curves quite nicely, and that the guy living downstairs had long since woken up and alerted me of his presence.
I gave a low groan, trying to direct my glance away from those flanks of hers. Those… thick, warm, juicy flanks that could-
I shook my head. I swear the beer was getting to me.
"So… are you freezing?" I heard myself ask. Far from the best conversation starter, but at this rate I'd take anything to distract from the all too noticeable bulge in my jeans.
"Nah, I'm good," Icepick reassured me, and took another sip of her beer, "It's nice and warm." she said, and shifted her legs, crossing them as she leaned back on the chair.
I swallowed uncomfortably as I watched those leg muscles move, my mind inevitably going back to the last time my head had been between them as we had-
I cleared my throat. For the love of god, could I not think about sex for five minutes!?
"Y-yeah," I hesitantly agreed with her, "sure is." I straightened myself up on the chair, and pretended to pull a wrinkle out of my pants as I brushed my hand over my crotch, hoping to somehow conceal the raging erection that had built up inside. Briefly, my look went to the side, and our gazes met.
Had she… had she noticed?
She turned her head, looking forward again as if nothing had happened. However, that shift in her expression; that… tiniest bit of subtle smirk...
She knew. She knew damn well that I was about to rip my pants in two.
As if on cue, she slid back on her chair and uncrossed and spread her legs. As much as I tried not to, I caught my glance going in her direction, my eyes seeming determined to catch a glimpse at her crotch… and that very much noticeable cameltoe sitting in the middle of it. I watched her hoof come forth, and run over her thigh, rubbing against the black spandex.
She was… she was playing with me, wasn't she?
The earth pony mare turned her head into my direction, that ever-cocky smirk on her face as she watched me through those lovely blue eyes.
"You alright?" she asked, even though she already knew the answer.
I said nothing. There was no point in denying it; I was turned-on, drunk, and with a -if I may say so myself- smoking hot mare next to me.
I knew there was a diplomatic approach here; a right thing to say. I would react to her teasing, she would tease some more, I might tease back, and so on.
But not today. Today I wasn't capable of diplomacy. Today it was my downstairs neighbor talking, and it was him to blame as I swallowed, looked Icepick dead in the eye, my face straight as ever, and asked, "Wanna do it?"
I could feel my mind wanting to kick myself for that question before I'd even asked it. Wow, tactless much?
However, to my surprise, Icepick… merely sighed and rolled her eyes. "Sheesh, I thought you'd never ask."
"Wait, wha-" I couldn't even finish the question before Icepick, herself having already emptied her second beer, had gotten up off her chair and jumped over onto mine. I managed to contain a groan from the sudden weight -despite being in good shape, Icepick was still by no means a lightweight- on my lap, but the chair creaking underneath our combined weight sufficed to inform me that the combined weight of almost 27 stones was a bit too much for the poor wooden construction.
"Icepick, you can't-" I wanted to say, but was cut off as the mare slammed her lips onto mine, and threw her hooves over my shoulder. The words died on my tongue, and I felt myself drawn in by her… everything. The feeling of her body against mine, the temperature of our two hearts against each other… and her scent filling out my nostrils. The shampoo she'd used was still evident in her fur, and combined with her natural body scent it made for quite the pleasant mixture.
For a few divine moments, the two of us remained silent, the sounds of us making out the only thing that broke the evening silence. Then Icepick pulled back, and a trail of saliva ran between our mouths as she looked at me, a fire burning in her eyes.
"We can't…" I said, still somewhat breathlessly, "The neighbors are gonna see us."
From the look in her eyes I could tell that she didn't give a fuck about what the neighbors thought. However, she did seem to agree with my concerns, as she nodded after a brief moment of silence. "Well then," she said with a shrug, her hooves still hung over my shoulder, "You know the way to the bedroom, right?"
I looked at her with an unfazed expression. "Well, you're gonna have to get off me before we can-"
She just smirked at me. She didn't plan on getting off of me anytime soon.
"No," I said decidedly, "You know what happened last time I tried to carry you."
"Are you calling me fat!?" she asked with a mock outrage, pretending to be taken aback.
"No, but you're heavy," I pointed out dryly, "And my chiropractor told me not to-"
"My legs are pretty tired, you know." Icepick tried to reason with me. I'd love to say that it didn't work, but…
I looked back at her, doing my best to ignore the fact that her burning hot crotch was nestled right against my raging erection.
God, who can say no to that face Jesus Christ.
"Fine." I said curtly, "But you're gonna drive me to the hospital this time!"
"Yeah yeah," she put me off with a giggle. "C'mon, let's go take care of what's been poking me in the ass all this time."
I cleared my throat, trying to hide a light blush. I both loved and hated her for her… direct approach.
However, not wanting to wait any longer, I put my arms underneath her, my hands cupping her supple flanks while she wrapped her front hooves around my shoulders and straddled my midsection with her rear hooves. The heat of her body was unmistakable in that position, and it was only through pure self-control that I could stop myself from jizzing in my pants right there.
Taking in a deep breath, I pushed myself forward on my chair, and got up. A gasp broke from me as I heaved the mare in front of me, swiftly walking off the balcony and into our apartment.
"Oof," I huffed as I swiftly traversed our living room, "Could it be that you've gotten a bit heavier since last time?"
"Could it be that you've just gotten weaker?" Icepick swiftly countered without missing a beat. I had to give it to her, that mare had sass. And ass. Both wonderful things to have on a mare, really.
A few strenuous moments later, and we finally passed through the door into our shared bedroom, and I let out a long, deep gasp as I not-so-gently lowered Icepick onto the reinforced bed. It occurred to me only now that the hand that had been placed on the lower half of her flank as I'd carried her was positively moist. Something told me this wasn't sweat.
However, I didn't have much time to contemplate it, as Icepick was quick to remind me that there was something that needed to be taken care of. Not that the raging bulge in my pants wasn't already enough of a giveaway, really.
"So, you just gonna stare or what?" Icepick nickered, throwing me a glance that indicated that she was getting a little… impatient.
Well, I didn't need to be told twice. Wasting no time, I went ahead and undid my belt, shortly followed by my button. My pants slipped down, and my manhood sprung free, now only restrained by the cotton of my underpants. I was already in the process of pulling these down, but was cut short as Icepick smirked and in a half-seductive, half-commanding tone, cooed, "Not today~"
What happened next could only be described as supernatural. … Magic, if you will. My heart skipped a beat as I felt two legs wrap themselves around me like the claws of an excavator. Seriously, how in the fuck did she have that kind of strength in her legs!? She was a pony for crying out loud!
However, before I could vocalize my frustration, said excavator claws were already well in the process of dragging me forward and towards the pony they belonged to. Not wanting to fall onto her -that'd probably hurt me more than her- I stretched out my arms and supported myself against the mattress. Icepick opened her legs just wide enough to allow me to roll to the side, out of her grip and onto the generously-sized mattress.
With the agility of a cat -seriously, how could she move a body of that size like this!?- Icepick rolled onto her belly, and got to her hooves, standing on the mattress and looming over me like a harbinger of the apocalypse.
"I wanna be on top today," she said, softly, but with emphasis, "You cool with that?"
It was a fairly obvious statement; she was on top maybe 90% of the time. She liked it, and I didn't mind bottoming out, so all was fine. However, I knew that if I would say no now, she'd oblige, and pull back.
Knowing that, it wasn't hard for me to reciprocate the eye contact, and respond with a curt nod.
I swear the way her eyes briefly began to shine was well worth the bruised rib our last 'session' had left me with.
However, that expression of joy was quickly replaced by a different look. A look I'd come to know quite well ever since I'd met her.
No, that moisture on my hand most certainly hadn't been sweat.
She was turned on now.
And as the smirk; the devilish grin on her face grew, I could feel the smile on my face vanish more and more, replaced by an expression of anticipation… and concern.
The big mare, however, didn't waste any time in getting started with… whatever she had in mind. The yoga pants still hugging her lower body tightly, she strutted into my direction, closing in on me. The mattress around my body sunk in as she walked around me, her look locking onto the solid tent in my underpants that was showing all the more clearly now that my body was in a horizontal position.
I felt a smirk cross my face. Yeah, she normally liked to start things off with a bit of oral. I wouldn't complain; after all, she was pretty good at it.
Feeling the bulge in my pants twitch softly, I watched her walk up to me from the side, then lift her legs and step over me, granting me a first-row view of that mighty, juicy, and mighty juicy flank of hers. Her tail, escaping the confines of the yoga pants through a prepared hole, still concealed her bits, but… well, the pants showed off her shapely butt quite nicely. I could feel my member twitch again as my nose picked up a waft of her scent - having just showered, an aura of her shampoo still surrounded her, but even then I could make out that particular musk only she carried.
Meanwhile, Icepick had booped the bulge in my pants with her snout, the mare herself seeming quite eager, if the moist spot in her pants was anything to go by. She swished her tail, gently brushing it over my face, and giving me a quick glimpse of that lovely cameltoe, before leaning her head forward and focusing me through her legs.
That grin on her face, adorable as it was, led me to smile right back at her, and it was only when I noticed her slowly backing up by about a quarter metric foot, and move herself into a seating position, that I realized what she was up to… and felt the smile slip from my face.
Mere split seconds later, my vision was taken over by her butt, and I felt my heart skip a beat as her cheeks touched mine, the mare thankfully lowering herself rather slowly to give me time to-
The air was forced out of my lungs as she let herself drop back onto me, her butt engulfing my face and pressing my head into the soft mattress underneath me. Heat was radiating off her crotch, and her pussy, now right over the bridge of my nose, was soaking her pants up quite noticeably. I gave a groan of disapproval, my hands instinctively coming forth and cupping her supple butt cheeks from behind. But if she cared at all, she didn't let it show, the mare quite literally melting into me as she readjusted herself into a more comfortable position atop my face.
"Aaah~" I heard her sigh, her voice sounding distant and muffled, "Fuck, I missed that."
I voiced my disapproval about her just taking over like this, but her crotch seemed to have little to no interest in my opinion.
Instead, I heard the mare atop me give a soft sigh, visibly relaxed. I felt her spread her legs slightly, her hind legs now hanging down on either side of my chest, the mare herself seeming to sit completely upright. At least, that's what I suspected. Not like I could see much in that second.
However, the sounds of approval coming from Icepick was all the indication I needed to know that she was enjoying this. Hell, I knew she liked being in charge, and if anything, that was the ultimate demonstration. Not that I minded, really.
I could feel her pussy give a slight twitch through the spandex, and gently moved my head as best I could. A reaction came almost instantly, in the shape of Icepick letting out a soft moan, and ever so subtly wiggling her hips from side to side. By now, I was sure, there was a more than noticeable moist spot in my boxers too. But it seemed Icepick wasn't quite done yet.
Slowly, carefully -say what you will, she did know how to handle that body of hers- she inched her hips forward by a rack unit or two, grinding her butt into my face, her heated pussy brushing over my lips and mouth. A pause, and she pushed herself back again, slowly but steadily getting into a rhythm of grinding herself on my face, and letting out the occasional moan or soft groan.
"Ffffuck," she hissed sharply, drawing in a sharp breath through her teeth. I wiggled my face from side to side ever so slightly, feeling how the moisture of her pussy was slowly starting to seep through her pants and onto my face.
"I… I'm…" she groaned, "Ffffuck." suddenly, I felt her topple to the side, and her supple butt lift off me. As much as I appreciated a whiff of fresh air, I was also a bit surprised as to why she had -no pun intended- gotten off early. Normally she always enjoyed riding things out to orgasm.
I raised my head, lifting my arm and wiping the spot of marecum off my face with my sleeve. Icepick was lying on the bed, facing away from me, her butt out in the air, tail lifted aside, revealing a thoroughly soaked spot of spandex.
"You alright?" I inquired, still slightly out of breath.
The mare only huffed in return, seeming a bit worked up herself. Looking at the state her pants were in, I really couldn't blame her.
"Get me out of those," she commanded, sounding a little breathless. Then, in a lower tone, added, "please."
I wasn't about to leave her hanging, so I swiftly pushed myself back up to my knees, and inched my way over to her. Triumphantly, I placed my hands on either side of her plot, my fingers wrapping around the belt line of her yoga pants, and carefully pulling the stretchy fabric down. She had indeed worked up a little bit of a sweat, making it quite challenging to peel her out of the moistened pants. Inch by inch, I wiggled the garment down, over her sizable butt, down along her thighs, and to her hooves, which she briefly lifted to let herself slip out. The pants were discarded, and I found myself looking at arguably the nicest butt I'd seen in my life.
Two juicy cheeks to either side proved to provide sufficient hold for both of my hands, her short, blonde tail was already lifted aside, revealing her dark gray ponut and pussy, the latter of the two already dripping with her juices and creating the tiniest of puddles on the mattress underneath her.
My god I was worried I'd jizz in my pants right there on the spot.
I couldn't contain myself; I didn't want to hold back. My mind taking the back seat, I felt myself dart forward, hands wrapping themselves around her hips, and face diving into the holy valley between her buttocks. The moan of approval that came from her in return fell on almost deaf ears as I opened my mouth, my eager tongue coming forth and drawing a long, drawn-out lick from her teats all the way up to her dock.
A shudder ran through her legs, her flanks trembling underneath my grip. The second, longer moan that escaped her mouth was all the feedback I needed.
I could hear her draw in a sharp breath through her teeth. "C-could you stop the teasing and just rut me already!?"
I felt myself smirk, running my hands through her fur. "Thirsty aren't we?"
"Will you shut the hell up and do it!?" she barked into my direction. My smirk persisted, but the throbbing tent in my pants was quick to remind me that I, too, was getting impatient.
Thus, I decided to not waste any more time and crawled forward on the bed, positioning myself in a kneeling position behind her. My pants were shoved down with a quick movement of my right hand and my member, free at last, sprung out, fully erect and ready to serve its duty.
And duty it served. I could feel the mare give the slightest of shivers as my meat came to rest on top of her buttcheeks, her crotch radiating off heat and seeming all too willing to take me in.
Feeling how anticipation got a hold of me, I aligned myself with her readily waiting entrance, only for her to speak up.
"Dude, it's been three weeks!" she declared, before slowly turning her head and focusing me over her shoulder, "Upstairs."
I cocked an eyebrow at her. "You sure?"
"Did I fucking stutter?"
"Fair enough," I responded. She had mentioned that she enjoyed it up the butt sometimes and… really, who was I to say no?
Thus, I inched my member a little further upward until it touched her plush anus, aligning myself with her entrance and looking over her shoulder and at her face.
"You read-" I wanted to ask, but was cut short as the mare bucked her hips backward, impaling herself on my manhood and making her butt collide with my pelvis with a hearty plap. A drawn-out gasp came from the mare, indicating that she had found relief at last.
"Yesssssss~" she hissed as she pressed herself against me, my length entirely swallowed by her anus. She drew in a quick breath, then slowly let herself sink forward again, my member slipping out of her up to the tip, before quickly stopping and pushing herself backward again. This time I coincided by gently inching my own hips forward, making it easier for me to dive into her.
I groaned softly as I bottomed out inside her, her supple hips seeming to engulf mine as our bodies moved in harmony. She felt tight around my length; even tighter than her pussy. It was a feeling quite different from normal, but nonetheless enjoyable. She pulled out a second time, and this time I placed both my hands on either sides of her hips, my fingers cupping her cutie marks and actively pulling her towards me as she was about to inch back again, gaining a slightly surprised gasp from the gray mare.
The rewarding plap I got in return was all I needed to encourage me further - both she and I had tasted blood now, and we weren't about to stop now.
Groaning together with her, I leaned forward and over her, my hands leaving her hips and wrapping themselves around her barrel as she pushed herself against me again, my member effortlessly slipping into her.
"Ffffuck you're good," I couldn't help but to moan as our bodies collided again, the mare sneering confidently. "You're damn right I am." she affirmed, although the subtle tension in her voice was all too clearly noticeable.
Once again I backed away from her, letting my member slide out of her just enough to be noticeable, before abruptly forcing myself into her again, this time gaining an uncontained moan as a reward.
"A-aaah~" Icepick voiced her emotions, and from the tension in her voice I could tell she was getting close.
To be fair, the same applied to me. It had been a few weeks since we had last been together, and aside from some… manual relief, I hadn't gotten any action since. Needless to say, I was pent-up. And something told me, so was she.
I panted, still leaned over her, my head almost touching her back. "One more time?" I panted, feeling the pressure in my nethers grow by the second, my dick engulfed by her warm insides and threatening to erupt like an active volcano any moment now.
"One more time…" she reconfirmed my words, and I could already feel her clench around my member as she took a step forward, my member sliding out of her one final time, ready for the grand finale. She arched her back, her tail swishing against my body, my dick and her anus now only connected by a thin strand of juices.
Then, she took the offensive.
You know, I tend to underestimate the sheer mass that came along with a pony of her size and build. Case in point, when she slammed herself back into me with a not-so-subtle groan, I was quite literally overwhelmed with the sheer force that hit me like a freight train, and promptly found myself losing balance and toppling over backwards, landing on my back. Mere split-seconds later, I felt the force of a hundred kilograms worth of mare landing on top of me, my dick standing proudly in a 90-degree angle and serving as a sufficient means for her to impale herself as she fell back onto me.
A surprisingly high-pitched squeal escaped her muzzle as I bottomed out inside her, her whole weight forcing her down and onto me. I felt the muscles around my dick clench with an ungodly force, pushing me over the edge as well. Gasping for air, my upper body shot upward, body tensing up as I came.
Three weeks of held-back spunk were being released at last, and my dick twitched rhythmically as it fired shot after shot of warm baby batter into her ass.
Icepick, meanwhile, seemed a bit swept up in pleasure. Her legs raised into the air, tail swishing lightly from side to side, she sat on top of me, her mouth open for a drawn-out grown. A rivulet of juices ran down her thighs and onto my legs, letting me know that she, too, was enjoying this just as much as me, and for a few moments, both of us seemed carried away by the pleasure.
However, just like all good things, our combined orgasm was bound to come to an end, and before long I could feel the hilts of pleasure running through my body begin to die down, and my own twitches gradually fade away. Icepick, too, was beginning to wind down, and for a brief moment just sat atop me in silence.
Then, I could hear her let out a relieved sigh, before slowly, and surprisingly carefully, letting herself sink back onto me, lying on top of me with her back on my chest, so that our heads were at about the same height.
More or less instinctively I felt myself wrap my arms around her, if anything to keep her from rolling off me. My dick slipped out of her, releasing three weeks of pent-up spunk onto the bed sheet - we'd have to buy a new one soon.
However, I'd be lying to say that I cared too much in this moment. Feeling Icepick rest herself against me; the heat of her body; the softness of her fur against my skin… really, it filled me with a bliss I didn't know I'd missed.
And really, deep inside, something told me she was feeling the same.
A few moments passed in absolute silence, with just the two of us gradually catching our breaths.
Then…
"I missed you, not gonna lie." Icepick confessed after taking a long, deep breath. She turned her head to the side, gently nuzzling the side of my face. Her mane tickled my cheeks. "It's good to be back~" she spoke softly, and I felt a warm fuzziness fill me out.
"It's good to have you back," I countered, gently leaning my head against hers and closing my eyes.
For a few moments, the two of us lay there in absolute silence, broken only by the sounds of crickets chirping outside.
Then…
"Rematch in the shower?"
"You're on!"
Yes.
Yes, it was good to have her back.