Riding the Pony

Kao had a few of those. And Limba appreciated them all.

The thick length of black dragon meat sinking into him had been exactly what Limba had been hungering for, though the pony allowed Kao to take it at his own pace. Back then, he had told himself that it had been because he wanted to see what the dragon had in him, not because his legs were shaking terribly. His muscles quaked with the force that it took to bear through the strain of taking a new cock, pushed up even onto the tips of his hooves as Kao forced his body to accommodate him.

"Unnnff... Nnnngghhhh..."

Good sex came from sounds like that and Limba had made a lot of them, even grunting and nickering, trying and failing to rock his buttocks back against the dragon. His hooves had scrabbled furtively, but, even then, he had not been able to get any purchase on the ground, pushed up onto the very tips of his hooves. Yet why would he ever have needed to as Kao thrust and thrust and thrust, claiming his pussy with stroke after stroke.

The pony's head had spun so badly that he had only been able to nicker and whinny, jigging one hoof in the air, the pressure of the sofa grinding up into his belly almost too much to bear. Not that cock though, never that cock, not as every stroke seemed to burrow deeper and deeper into him, stretching him out perfectly, even if not more than he had been before.

A good fuck... That's all that Limba had been after, really, but, sometimes, he was lucky enough to get even more than that.

An excellent fuck. And that was something that would have the pony coming back, again and again, to the one who had delivered that level of pleasure, dropping to his knees and worshipping the prick that had given him more than he'd lusted for. Foreplay was so very often no more than that and he preferred, by far, to be fucked hard and fast, or at least in a way that would leave him sore by the next day, but he wouldn't have minded sucking off Kao all that much, even if just to see what that cock felt like on his tongue.

His body had reverberated with every thrust of the dragon's, Limba moaning openly, his tongue pushing out over his lower lip. Fuck, that was hot, so fucking hot, mind wavering back and forth, lust building, orgasm clawing at him. Yet it was only when the drake sank his actual claws ferociously into the pony's hips that Limba squealed out his orgasm, pussy flexing and pulling around Kao's cock, though he was very much not in control of his body at that moment.

And that so rarely happened that it took him away with the dragon's thrusts, his body reacting, snorting, heaving, sweat darkening his dun coat. Kao had thrust and thrust, leaning over him, flaring and snapping his wings out as if, even then, Kao was trying to make himself look bigger and more intimidating than he was. Yet it was a reflex that Limba would later learn just happened with Kao, a quirk to his sexual leanings, the drake cramming that hot rod harder and deeper until the tip ground up alongside his innermost barrier, Kao bellowing out his orgasm.

Yeah... That surely had annoyed his neighbours, but, even in the beauty of hindsight, able to relieve the tiny details by replaying it all in his mind, Limba couldn't bring himself to care. Everyone disturbed everyone else at some point and he didn't have the inclination to worry about things like that, not even as Kao had emptied his balls into him, hot ropes of sticky dragon seed working its way deep up inside him.

It had been, even back then, a good thing that he wasn't all that worried about getting pregnant and had systems in place, though Limba had been able to remove those contraceptive needs at a moment's notice, as later times told. That, however, had been entirely the pony's decision, for Kao (and his later sexual partner too) didn't care one bit about where they spread their seed, enjoying the flow of bareback breeding.

That, however, was a tale for another time.

"Unff..."

He'd groaned so much when Kao had finally dragged his cock from the pony's aching pussy, Limba sliding back over the edge of the sofa to at least land on his hooves, braced and legs spread. He hadn't been able to do much other than quiver for a bit, but dropping to his knees and turning around to savour Kao's shaft, to get everything that he could from the dragon's dick, was not something that he was going to pass up.

"How are you still hard?"

He'd quirked his eyebrow at that, head even tipping to the side before he remembered himself, though Kao's laugh, even then, had not felt mean-spirited at all. Maybe that was just another reason that Limba had enjoyed his time with him as much as he had. It just all felt so...fun. And sex was meant to be fun, a good fuck and lots of fun, though some seemed to take it so seriously that it lost any kind of appeal for him.

"I dunno, I just have a good sex drive, stamina..." Kao had said with a smirk, though, back then, Limba hadn't believed him one little bit. Who would have? "You wanna suck me off?"

He had said it so confidently that Limba had not been able to resist, though, frankly, it was not up to him to resist either. It was just up to him to enjoy the moment, to lust, letting his dark lips part around that black shaft, taking it deep into his mouth and showing him exactly why horses, even boy mares, were famous for not having a gag reflex.

"Fuuuuck!"

Oh, it had been such a turn-on to hear Kao talk like that, to have a partner so wrapped up in him in the moment that he wiped everything else from their minds. Around the drake's cock, the pony had smirked, bobbing his head, sucking him off and letting him press into and down his throat with all the skill he had in his arsenal. In case Kao wasn't up for fun again -- for Limba was most definitely going to get his number to see if the dragon was up for more another time -- he wanted to make sure that he got every last little thing out of it.

The dragon's cock had been slightly slick still, marked with their combined juices, the earthen musk of equine splashed with spice that he could not ignore, Limba's heavy, panting breaths wracking his body. He had not, before, thought that it was possible to feel that sheer, raw level of need coursing through him, heaving and throbbing, grunting and thrusting with his hips, but Kao had taken it all, even as the pony took every inch of his cock down into his throat.

Kao had towered, even loomed...but Limba had not been put off at all. All he'd wanted was the dragon's dick, to savour and memorise every last little bit of him, tail swishing back and forth, betraying his need, his lust. His pussy was soaked still and not only from the dragon's cum, oh no. He got ready again almost as soon as he was done, but, well, that was pretty much the usual for Limba. And that was just the way that he liked it too.

The drake had cum down his throat in thick, streaming torrents -- or, at least, that was how it had felt to Limba when he had been there, sucking down every last drop. It got the dragon riled up for another round, just the way Limba had wanted it to turn out, and they ended up on the sofa, Limba riding the dragon in reverse cowgirl, his muscled buttocks thrust back towards the drake as he took that aching hard-on, every delectable, throbbing inch, deep up into his wanton boy pussy.

"Ohhh, fuck."

And there were many more curses like that during the night, as they fucked all through it, one round after another simply nowhere near enough for them.

It was rare that Limba ever found someone that he was as sexually compatible with as that, but he would be forever grateful for a damn good fuck.

*

In the present moment, Kao slammed into Limba, pinning him flat on his belly, the pony's legs kicked out and apart so that he had full, unrestricted access to Limba's cunt. Fuck, the story had been hot... Limba had not been able to recount it all, but it was as if the pony was telling a dirty tale that the dragon, honestly, had had no part in, even if Kao knew well enough that the "dragon" in the story that the horse had been telling was obviously him. He remembered fucking the pony well enough and had his titbits to add, even if he was more the type that remembered sensation and lust, the longing of coming back to get his rocks off all over again.

Limba moaned, trying to spread his legs further, though he had lost his train of thought, forgotten even what he was saying. Kao had just started out fucking him so slowly and so gently, it was as if the dragon was trying to tease him and drag everything out for far longer than was necessary, but, well, the pony was not going to have that. That was why he had gone into dirty, kinky detail about every sordid fuck he could remember from the first night they had met, winding up Kao more and more and more until the boy mare swore that he could feel every throbbing pulse of pre-cum spilling into his cunt. Yet his pussy was too hot and wet for him to differentiate a single sensation from the mess of need, even if Limba did not mind that at all.

"Unff... Fuck..." Kao groaned, slamming into Limba harder and faster, pressing into the pony's buttocks with every rampant thrust. "Gonna... Ah... Fuck!"

He didn't mind cumming again so soon, not at all, though it only made Kao hunger even more for the next round and the next. Some things, things that he had not told Limba about concerning his brother-in-law relationship with a certain cougar, had opened his eyes to how lust should be able to go on and on, to have marathon sessions without an end in sight.

He stayed deep inside the boy mare, ignoring Limba's whinny, though he did groan and shove the pony's head down into the pillows, just to muffle him a bit. A whinny like that was not quite a boner killer, but, fuck, he could be piercing with it too. No wonder he got the side-eye off the neighbours when he left in the morning, if he ever collapsed over at Limba's completely drunk on sex and needing to sleep off the heady, ever-flowing sexual exhaustion.

Every spurt of cum that filled the boy mare, however, had him heaving and panting and lusting for more, even though Limba squirmed free of where Kao had shoved his face into the pillows with a disgruntled huff.

"You didn't even let me finish talking," he complained with a swish of his tail. "I was about to say about when you fucked me in the office when there was still a Zoom call going to work, ugh... Mmmph... You know, when I had to take that stupid meeting at a weekend..."

Kao laughed, drawing his torso up from Limba's back, releasing the pony just a little bit. His cock remained deep, ensuring that every throb and every spurt of cum stayed deep inside Limba, unwilling to let any free or be wasted elsewhere, even though Limba would surely reek of his scent.

"That wasn't even the first fucking night," Kao chuckled throatily. "Damn... I need a drink. Come on..."

He slid out of Limba on pleasantly shaky legs, though his sense of stability would soon return to him when he had regained his composure a little. It wasn't as if a wobbly moment was going to throw them off as friends and, even though Kao had been a little concerned about Limba getting too attached to him, Limba seemed just as on board with the whole "friends with benefits" gig as he was. Which was perfect, frankly, having a hot lay whenever he wanted it -- which seemed to match up rather well with Limba's sex drive too.

Limba followed Kao to the kitchen, only a little put off that he hadn't gotten off that time, though he would surely have another round soon enough. He leaned back against the kitchen counters as Kao sorted two glasses of water for them, sliding one into the pony's paw. Limba rolled his eyes.

"What, no real drink?"

Kao snorted into his water, bubbles frothing up and spluttering into his face.

"You don't always have to drink and fuck, you know," he reminded the pony, though his teasing, even then, was good-natured. "I've got beer in the fridge though, if you want it."

He didn't mention that it was one that Fyr had recommended to him, a craft one that she had picked up when she had been travelling to get something for the ranch... Hm, yeah, he didn't remember where she'd been or what she'd been doing. It didn't matter either, not as he fetched one for Limba, using his tail, lazily, to open the fridge door, though he left the pony to crack the cap off himself. Even if he would not have admitted it to Fyr, the small batch cider that she had found, slightly spicy, as if it could be drunk hot or cold, was going down with him rather well, so he took one of those bottles for himself, taking long, heady glugs of the tart alcohol.

They sated themselves, Kao leaning back too, comfortable in the half-lit kitchen, only the side lights that were placed under the wall-mounted cabinets illuminating it.

"So," he said with a smirk. "You want me to fuck you again like we did that first night? Or you gonna talk some more?"

Limba chuckled and shrugged, downing more of his beer.

"Hm, yeah, well, I'm not getting corny here, it's just so fucking funny how it all went down," he said. "You fucked me, what, twice, I think? And then you said something that just made me weak at the knees. I would have let you do anything to me after that."

Kao's head cocked, tail swinging back and forth slowly, eyes intent. Damn, even that look did it for Limba, how predatory it was, how he felt like he was the only thing that the drake was fixed on, right there and then.

"What was it?"

Limba had known he would ask and, still, he shivered.

"You told me that you would have to leave after that," he groaned, forcing out the words even as his paw, entirely without shame, went between his legs. "Or else you'd not be able to save me, or something like that, from becoming your cock-filled mare... Fuck, that was hot."

Kao laughed, though his expression had turned a little darker.

"You like the possessive edge."

He said it as a statement and Limba nodded, agreeing before his mind had even caught up with what Kao was saying.

"Yeah, really... It just gets me wet, you know? Like you'd say it gets your dick hard," he said, joking but not really lightening the intense, crackling atmosphere. "And I want that. No love or romance, just that ownership, that possessiveness."

He boldly turned around, the bottle of beer still in his paw, flicking up his tail to show off his drooling pussy, folds slightly gaping after his last round of being pumped full. Kao growled and Limba upped the ante, half-lidding his eyes and letting his tongue slip out over his bottom lip as if he was in the middle of orgasm right then, his body quivering lightly, legs spread, showing off his best look.

"Then why don't you just fucking take what you want," he growled, though Limba pushed far further than he had ever gone before with the dragon. "Fuck me full... You want to make me your studmare? Then goddamn well do it!"

The drake was on him in a moment, the bottle of cider, shamefully, falling into the sink as Kao roared, covering Limba's body with his own, half hitching him up against the counter. The bottle of beer spun away, not falling, luckily, though the shattering of the cider in the sink, containing the glass, just drove them both to an even more feral edge of need than before.

They needed it, craved it, Kao's cock grinding right back up where it belonged, slamming into his boy mare pussy. Limba squealed, but Kao bore in against the backs of his legs, preventing him from kicking out, dominating him easily, even then.

"So..." He breathed, fucking Limba effortlessly, the pony's legs dangling as Kao gripped his hips, forcing him lightly forward over the counter, the pony bracing on the wall. "You want me to put foals in your womb, hm? Get fucked real hard, not walk straight in the morning and see just how deep my seed goes in the months to come? You're a dirty little studmare... And all fucking mine too."

Limba howled, breaking into orgasm right then and there, though there should never have been any doubt of what he wanted. For so long, he knew that he could go to Kao to get all his stresses wiped away with a good fuck, hungrier and hungrier for more and more. He hoped Kao knew that he could get that too from him, for it really was the kind of friendship and almost kind of ownership, maybe, too that he'd wanted all along.

Yet there was nothing at all quite like getting fucked brutally by a snarling, spitting, amorous dragon who just wanted to see how many orgasms he could be forced through, all to the point that he would be left whimpering. Nothing more than an empty-headed marestallion, groaning, jaw hanging slack, drooling even hanging from his lip as he wasn't able to contain himself in such overpowering lust.

Yes... Yes, he could want those things, longing, lusting, crying out through orgasm after orgasm, even as Kao dropped him to the kitchen floor too, fucking him there without a care. They just craved one another, the dragon even cramming his throbbing cock into Limba's mouth too, letting the pony try to stumble up even while he was pinned, forced to take all that he could of the drake's cock even in such a position.

Yet the boy mare loved it, sank into it, eyes rolling back, screaming through climax every time Kao sank back into his sloppy cunt. For there was no way for lewd lust to not squelch and drool from his pussy with how many loads Kao had already pumped into him, seeded again and again with so many doses of dragon cum that it was a wonder that his body was not entirely made up of it by that time.

But that was okay. He was carried to the bathroom in strong arms, a cock rammed up into his cunt, and tossed in the shower to be fucked and fucked again, the water turned on to a comfortable steam, plastering his black mane and tail with his body. Bedraggled, Limba was the very definition of a hot mess, but he couldn't bring himself to care, not as the dragon jacked off over him and climaxed on his muzzle, smirking as he laid claim, yet again, to the boy mare.

It was after that night...well...that Limba decided to not use protection anymore, moving away from his preferred brand of contraceptive.

The pony had thought that it wouldn't be needed anymore.

And he was right.