Nailing In The Heat

by DerpyRainbow

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Braeburn, Random, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Other, Romance
Length: 4307

You're a mare living in Appaloosa and you run the local equipment shop for work sites. It's a very important industry and it can never stop or else infrastructure will be slow in the making. It can't even stop during mating season. Wha

You as a mare/pony. I think this is what you call a one shot...? Just one page just you and that guy

You had noticed yourself being accidentally erotic with some of the more phallic tools throughout the day and it had embarrassed you quite a lot. It was worse when you were doing it while the stallions were present. You were lucky none of them noticed you stroking the various handles around the store; it’d have gotten real strange real fast for both of you. The stallions were in heat too so the all of pony-kind were on the brink of a global orgy breaking out and shutting down civilization for the day.

Another writing test like Daring Do and The Doctor was but longer and cloppable.

Published 2013-09-03 00:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2013-09-03 00:40:02 UTC

Taking a hint

You’re not the brightest pony on the planet, but you know when to take a hint; more so when that hint is begging to be pleasured. Looking between the stallions legs you see the ‘hint’ that your seduction skills were effective. All that tail waving and needless bending over came to fruition; the cowpoke stallion was unable to fight the feelings of lust your perfect plot enlisted. Not to mention it was mating season. You smile before pressing into him, kissing him on the lips and then neck. The tingling sensation of your marehood floods your mind as he returns your prompts, passionately. Your mind wanders to the events leading up to now and if you could smile you would.

It had been a very busy day with you in your Appaloosa shop selling work equipment and clothing, and come lunchtime you were ready for your break. With the sun shining overhead you closed up your shop, turning your sign to say “out for lunch”. The warm mid-western air blew cool in the wind, ruffling your mane gently and washing your body with relief. Yes this break was just what you needed, and then you’d get back to work and continue your day normally. Soon a restaurant appeared in front of you and the smells of delicious lunches seeped into your nostrils.

Soon you found yourself sitting at a small table enjoying a toasted hay and tomato sandwich, each juicy bite relieving you of your work stress… and the stresses of mating season. That day had been more than busy, it had been very difficult. Every stallion that came in looked like a potential mate, and with more males in the construction business than women, there were a lot of them looking for equipment. It wasn’t as if the men were oblivious to what season it was either. They’d rush in to get something, pay for it quickly and rush out, some blushing intensely as they did. Most industries are closed during mating season but when it comes to construction there can be no delays in work.

You had noticed yourself being accidently erotic with some of the more phallic tools throughout the day and it had embarrassed you quite a lot. It was worse when you were doing it while the stallions were present. You were lucky none of them noticed you stroking the various handles around the store; it’d have gotten real strange real fast for both of you. The stallions were in heat too so the all of pony-kind were on the brink of a global orgy breaking out and shutting down civilization for the day.

Snapping back to reality you realize you’ve finished your sandwich absent mindedly and now you were simply sitting there looking lost in space. Well shit, you think as your mind tries to wander to Erotica Island. The relief of the food was no longer present as you decided to take the long way back to your shop. This way took you through a small wooded area that bent and curved in ways that turned a five minute walk into a fifteen minute walk. But, hey, you needed to blow off the steam before you got back to work so you didn’t care.

It was a very refreshing walk and by the time you got back to the store, you thought yourself cured of your heat. Your marehood wasn’t even tingling constantly as it had before and you were barely thinking of anything related to sex. Unlocking the two story shop/home’s doors and switching the sign you entered into the dusty store. Its familiar dark wooden walls placing the last blocks of relief as you made your way behind the counter. The store was lined with tools, clothing, safety equipment, and various crafts you’d made over the years. A thin layer of grainy sawdust covered the entire shop, the result of often demonstrating a power-tools’ ability.

Today that sawdust would take fifteen minutes of relief and turn it on its head. As you settled behind the counter you let out a long sigh, the walk really had been a good idea. However as you breathed out the air blew up the dust, sending a gust of the small particles in your face. Having forgotten momentarily how to survive in your own shop, the dust made its way into your eyes and nose, causing you to cough and wheeze. Even after all the years of running the shop you could be so stupid sometimes.

By instinct you backed up, trying to avoid any more dust that was in the air as you rubbed your eyes. Oh you were some forgetful, that’s for sure. Taking those steps backwards brought you too the wall behind you, the one that held all the tools with long poled handles. Having been surprised by the dust your tail had shot up another instinctual reaction, combined with your eye rubbing you were unaware that your mare hood was about to reset to “in heat” mode.

A round hard something pushed against the folds of your marehood and although your eyes still had dust in them, they shot open in another pit of surprise. The tingling sensations of being in heat reached your brain once more, bringing you back to your earlier mindset. Your eyes were closed once more and still stinging, but primal feelings overwhelmed you and soon you were moving yourself against the axe’s handle and rubbing your eyes. Your only thoughts were to clean your eyes and grind the pole behind you.

After a minute of this though you realized you were going to need to wash your eyes out to properly do away with the dust. You bite your lip in both frustration and sexual desire unwilling to do anything else. Your marehood was begging for you to please it but you focus hard on the stinging in your eyes and pulled away, your now wet privates crying angrily as you make your way to your washroom.

Turning the taps you splash your face with the warm well-water, rubbing your eyes with your wet forelegs. The stringing in your eyes went away and you sighed in relief as you opened your eyes to look in the mirror. Your eyes were slightly bloodshot but it’d go away quickly. You shook your head, a small smile creeping along your face, “What the hell is wrong with you, girl?” you ask yourself quietly. You would’ve probably started laughing had your marehood been willing to stop being so needy. Your moment of peace dissipated as the tingling in your privates yearned for attention.

Your teeth over took your bottom lip once more as your mind filled, once again with sexual urges. You looked around your bathroom; it was private room in the back of the shop, fitted with a sink, toilet and towel, the door locked on the inside. Closing the door and locking it you began to sweat, your nethers becoming most with your dirty thoughts. Your mind was turned to a scene of lust, you and a random stallion from somewhere in the back of your mind going at it on a soft queen-sized bed.

You sit and lay against the door, the scene in your mind showing the stallion’s member nearing you. In reality your foreleg trailed its way down your body, heading for your screaming region.
DINGLYIGNGING!

“Oh for fu-ftckfptpfeerm” You nearly holler as if you’re Satan’s mistress when you hear the bell on your shop door ring, signalling someone had entered. You groan and stand up washing your face once more to clear your mind before leaving to the front desk. You mumble swear words as you walk down the short hallway, quickly putting on a smile as you round the corner. Your body is on the brink of collapse but you hold yourself together to deal with the customer. A stallion, of course, was looking around the shop, his green eyes wandering over various types of hammers and nails.

Orange maned and yellow furred you recognized the pony as one of your regular customers: Braeburn of the Apple family. He usually came in for simple tools and repairs, along with essentials like nails and bolts. Your mind wanders to a innuendo about nailing but you push it away. The cowpoke stallion was quite the gentle-colt and although he was very attractive you thought it odd to think of him that way. It was one thing to lust after strangers who you’d never meet or know, but Braeburn? You knew a lot about him and in such a small town that really meant A LOT.

Glancing sideways at the pole you met intimately earlier you shake your head to clear it, you have a store to run.

“Howdy, Braeburn what brings ya here today?” A brief thought of him bucking you crosses your mind causing you to grow hot under your fur. You have to concentrate hard to not blush as he turns to you.

“Howdy,” he greets you with a smile and tip of his hat. You notice his usual energetic self is contained, the effects of mating season not lost on him. His eyes are a little avoidant as he continues,

“I’m looking for the usual.” He looks back at the rows of hammers and nails. With a moment’s thought you realize that the shipment for new stock had been delayed due to the mating season as cross country delivery requires multiple ponies. You think about the implications for a moment before remembering to inform Braeburn.

“Sorry, Brae, I’m outta stock right now, delayed deliveries and whatnot.” you say, unable to hold back your blush now because you know he knows what you mean.

“Ah see…” he looks at you with a blush before turning back to the shelves.

“I could help ya find some alternatives if you’d like.” Turning back to you he smiles and nods.

“That’d be great.” As you make your way over to the shelves your mind starts to play games with you, showing you images of what Braeburn might look like when he’s aroused. You silently curse your brain and mating season, the whole situation was stupid, and everything was stupid. Why did you have your shop open, why did this all need to be done why-… Your thoughts trailed as you came up next to him. Holy Celestia was he handsome.

Now that you were so close to him you struggled to stop your eyes from checking him out. You forced yourself to focus on the task at hoof, staring intently at the nails. Surely you looked out of it to him.

“So… uh these ones…” you tried explaining the similarities of the nails in front of you, your hoof point to the box shakily. You cursed yourself as you felt your mind give in to the urges of your body. Well it wouldn't hurt to try… right? you ask yourself internally. You make up your mind.

You have new intent as you begin explaining the different products, slipping in innuendos with every chance, doing exaggerated movements when using body language.

“These ones take more force ta nail, ya really have to give’em a good hard pounding, but the result is so satisfying.”

“Personally I prefer hardwood for my box…es…”

You were pretty horny by the time he’d picked out what to buy, you weren’t even sure if he’d noticed your choice of words or if they really implied anything. You were so hot by then your mind thought everything was innuendo.

“So these ones then?” You ask bending over towards a box, purposefully trying to give him a good look at your plot. You hear him clear his throat, a good sign, before confirming. You bend further smiling at the thought of him being caught up in your rear, and pick up the box. Your tail is going from side to side slowly, hopefully giving him some glimpses of your moist privates as you get up and turn around, watching out of the corner of your eye as you bring the box to the counter. Your tail brushes his flank as you pass and you notice him blush intensely.

He walks over to the counter, his face red as you place the box and smile at him with narrowed eyes.

“So how many you need?”

“Uh the whole box… should be good.”

“Oh wow plan on doin' a lot of nailing today?” You think you scared him to death with that comment because his face turns the brightest red you ever seen. Yeah mating season really makes everything a damn innuendo. Or maybe it’s because you gave him a wink as you said it. You sly girl you.

“Haha uh yeah…” After a small pause you tell him the cost and he awkwardly pays you, still blushing. You never knew that he could be like this and it pleases you to seem someone being flustered over you. You dump the box into a thick paper bag and pick it up by the handle. Trying one last time to push him over the edge you bring the bag around the counter instead of simply passing it to him.

He was already over the edge. You drop the box in surprise as you see the thing between his legs. For a second your mind is blank, you look at Braeburn and he seems mortified. But you know how to take a hint, and that hint was saying it was sexy time. You quickly collected yourself and made one last comment,

“Well someones a little excited… mmh” adding that last part broke the floodgates as you both brought each other together in passionate kisses, his hat flying off by accident as you both started touching all over each other. Usually this would be really random and weird, but when you’re in heat everything seems just right.

You grope and kiss him for a few minutes before things start to go to step two. Breaking apart you motion for him to wait as you go lock the store, turning the sign to “out for lunch” once again. You brush your tail along his body as you walk by him, leading him to the stairwell that led to your flat on the second floor. He followed like a hungry dog, his erection bobbing up and down with each step. You swayed your flank and tail seductively as you made the way to the second floor.

The flat was two rooms the bedroom and bathroom, and the kitchen slash living room, it was much cleaner than the shop below. The floor creaked as you ~~jogged~~ walked to your bedroom, pushing the door open and making your way to the bed, Braeburn close behind. You look at him over your shoulder and with a wink you pat your hoof on the bed. He smiles, walking over to the bed and climbing onto it. He turns towards you and leans back displaying his erect member to you. It’s an average sized pony cock, with a light orange brown pattern, it wiggled with his breathing.

Sensually licking your top lip you bring your face close to his erection, looking up at him with big eyes, before reaching forward and opening your mouth. You wrap your tongue around his balls slowly, satisfied with the breath of pleasure he lets out as you play with them gently. The odd skin flavour is lost to you as you start licking all around his testicles and the base of his shaft. His soft moans of pleasure that begin to escape him make you more enthusiastic as you go, beginning to move your way up his erection.

You slurp along his member, sliding up and down as if to lubricate it. With every stroke of your tongue and lips it throbs approvingly, its master reiterating the approval through soft moans. The feeling of it along your mouth makes you imagine him rutting you hard and your marehood responds happily to the thought. After a minute of lubrication you bring your head up to the tip and give it a gentle flick with your tongue, sending noticeable pleasure shivers through his body. Smiling deviously you place the tip in your mouth, teasing the head of his dick with long licks, causing his breathing to quicken.

You can taste his pre-cum as you finally push the erection deep into your mouth, closing your eyes as it fills your entire mouth. He lets out a small ‘ah’ as you go halfway down, sucking slightly as it reaches the beginning of your throat. Although it was an average pony penis, it was still large. You feel your body getting hotter and more excited as you pull back, causing another moan to escape Braeburn. You bring your head back and his member falls out of your mouth with a wet ‘pop’.

You giggle and bite your lip looking at Braeburn seductively, his face revealing his pleasure. Maybe succumbing to heat wasn’t such a bad thing? You take the penis back into your mouth and start bobbing your head up and down, reaching halfway down and making slurping noises with every draw back. As your wetness starts to increase so does the amount of cock you take in and you start moving quicker. You supress gags as you bob your head further down, almost to the end of his shaft. His rather quiet moans begin to pick up and fill your ears, causing your lust-metre to rise.

After three minutes of nearly choking and actually gagging you feel the throbbing in his dick intensify. He puts a hoof on the back of your head, pushing you down over his hilt and sending his dick deep into your throat. With a muffled yelp you feel his dick tense up and you squeeze your eyes as stops throbbing. Then you feel the cum hitting the back of your throat, tasteless as his dick is so deep. You hold your breath as you feel him rocking into your mouth, his other hoof coming to help move your head back and forth. He brings the tip of his dick back to your mouth and you feel cum spurting out onto your tongue, the salty-tangy taste filling your senses. He does this a few times before he lets you go and you slide his dick out, taking a deep breath.

Your mouth is filled with cum and you can feel it oozing in your throat, you take careful breathes as to not take some in your windpipe. You look up at Braeburn and smile, opening your mouth to reveal his work. He smiles sheepishly and you take a moment to note that he must not be too experienced with sex. Making sure that he’s watching you close your mouth and swallow a few times to get the sticky substance down. With a purring moan you reveal your now empty mouth. His erection had begun to soften, but it stood on attention once more after your show, reminding you of the yearning in your marehood.

Biting your bottom lip you put your forehooves on either side of him and jump onto the bed, consequently pushing him onto his back. With a surprised huff he looks up to find you pressing your rear against his erection. You look him in the eyes as you rub your wet folds along his shaft, tingles of pleasure spreading through your body. He grabs onto your sides as your speed increases, you both looking each other in the eyes. You just can’t do with anymore foreplay, your body screams for you to proceed. You lift your rear, his member standing up once released, and position your wetness over its tip. As you begin lowering yourself Braeburn holds himself in place with his forehooves. The tip of his dribbling dick pressed against your nethers, sending a ripple of expectant pleasure through you both.

Finally you press down against it, gasping as you feel his penis begin to slide inside of you. His hardness pressed against your insides, sending hot waves over your body and causing you to close your eyes in pleasure. Not hesitating, however you pushed down hard and yelled out as you quickly overtook his hilt and slammed against his body. The pleasure momentarily overwhelmed you as you felt his entire length inside you, your breathing intense. You pressed your forehooves against his chest and took a moment to gain your head.

Able to open your eyes once more you looked down at the stallion below you. His breathes were short as he looked back at you with a small smirk and you return it, starting to grind him slightly. Sparks of pleasure travel up your body as you rock back and forth, pressing the cock against your inner walls. You moan softly as the hot feelings spread through your body encouraging you to continue. You feel Braeburn start to rock his hips to your movements, clearly becoming more excited from your grinding. More moans were escaping you now as his movements started to become more forceful against yours.

Leaning forward you decide to give him what he wants and lift your flank, bringing yourself up until only his the head of his penis is inside you. However before you can go back down the excited stallion bucks up, causing you to once again yelp in surprise and pleasure as his cock once again fills you up. As his hilt pushes into you gasp, your breathing now hard. Without giving a moment to recover, he starts forming a rhythm, his hard erection pressing against your walls as he excitedly thrusts into you. And you thought you were the horny one.

His balls slap against your marehood causing new sensations of pleasure to course through your body. The bed creaks as he goes harder into you and the room is filled with odd slapping sounds. You pant and moan hard and long as he ruts you harder and harder. With every push of his hilt you let out a gasps of pleasure. You can feel your body temperature rising and the sensations of pleasure building. As your moans turn to yells of pleasure you start to rock with his rhythm, once again intensifying the pleasure. You find yourself murmuring long yes’s as you press yourself against his thrusts, the effects of being in heat multiplying every sensation. You can feel yourself rapidly approaching your climax as his dick feels tighter inside of you.

“Oh yes, yes oh, yes!” You moaned louder and louder as you his pounded you. As the pleasure begins to engulf your mind you bow your head and move faster against his thrusts. His rapid panting and grunts fade away; your inner walls begin to tighten. The first wave of heat and pleasure washes over you and you arch back and let out a long moaning cry as you start to orgasm. You feel liquids seeping out of you, pleasure pulsating throughout your entire body and though you’ve stopped moving Braeburn is still thrusting into you, sending an overload of pleasure information to your brain. Your face contorts from the pleasure and you start gasping as more waves of climatic release wash over you.

Suddenly you feel emptiness where there was once cock and something wet and sticky land on your underbelly, Braeburn having pulled out he was cumming on you. The heat of pleasure ebbing throughout your body your other sense began to restart and the groans of pleasure the stallion was making fill your ears. Breathing hard you flop down beside the yellow pony, your body twitching slightly as your orgasm fades, and look over at your sex toy. His erection was leaking as it softened, his breathing starting to come under control. You look down your body at the cum on your stomach, your fur plastered with it.

You giggle as you turn back to Braeburn, his soft smile returning your gaze. Noticing your plastered fur he blushes deeply and you lean in and kiss him on the lips. Afterwards you both lay pressed against each other, just enjoying the ebbing pleasure. Your heat was momentarily quenched and the nagging feeling for sex subdued.

After a few minutes of lying there, however, you start to feel a creeping sensation in the back of your mind. You bite your lip and wonder how the hell you could still be horny, but your thoughts run short as Braeburn begins to move to get up. You sit up,

“Leaving already?” you ask involuntarily.

“Erm uh well…”

“I thought ya said you were gonna be doin’ a lot of nailing today?” You stroke along his stomach and give him puppy eyes. He gapes for a moment in frenzied thought, trying to think of something to say, but you could see his body has already answered for him. You smile deviously as you bring your hoof down between his legs.

You weren't the brightest of ponies… but you definitely knew when to take a hint.

Author's Note

Okay I'm never doing anything like this again. I know I messed up with the tense, I've never done a story like this before. This was more of a test than anything. This was so confusing i'm just going to stick to 1st person, third person, and omni-person. This was bad just bad. BLAAAAAAAAAH

Anyways thanks for reading!
I really don't like second person.
Nope.

I wanted to do a fic with braeburn but I didn't want to do a normal one. I guess this could have been any pony... but then it wouldn't have been braeburn. Ugh I didn't do enough with this but i'm done with it. UUUUUUUUUUUUUGH

It's your fault, this story is about you after all.