The Hunt for Hannik

I slowly awoke to a bright white sun hanging overhead. The ride to Saddle Arabia must have taken longer than normal. "Acco...Acco get up!" Wire started shouting, turning off the truck and staring at me through the window of the truck. "Acco get the hell up!"

I pushed the mare I fucked off of my lap and crawled to the window. "What's up--"

"Passport?" A man in a beige jacket and a kepi walked over to the side of the truck. "You have passport?"

"Jesus Christ." I groaned loudly, reaching into my pack as I realized what was going on. "Hey friend, there any way money can make this go away?"

The man reached for his radio. "W--"

I grabbed the man by his jacket, slamming him against the truck and knocking the radio from his hand. He grabbed me, pulling me out of the truck. We tussled on the ground, exchanging blows until I ended up on my back. "Yu son of bitch!" The soldier pulled a gun and pinned me.

I struggled a little as the man tried to keep me pinned. The man brought his hand up, threatening to clock me with the pistol. He stopped dead, falling to the side and revealing Sand Blast holding a part of the truck over his head. "Saddle bastard!"

I got to my feet in a hurry, stepping back and watching as we overwhelmed the two guards. One pony, one human, taken down by a truck load of bandits. "Dude!" I walked over and grabbed Sand Blast by the head. "Fucking-" I slammed my forehead against his own. "-Awesome!"

Sand Blast started laughing like an idiot. "Fuck yeah man, fuck yeah!" He wandered around, trying to get over the sudden headbutt. "But- we- what now!?"

I walked over to door of the truck and leaned into the window. "Wire, how far are we?"

Wire crawled over. "Uh...a mile from a border village. Why?"

I turned back to Sand Blast. "Blast, grab that guard's outfit." Blast nodded, pillaging the pony soldier and pulling off his outfit. I started stripping the human guard, comparing his clothes to mine. "Huh...skinny prick." I yanked off his pants, leaving him in a pair of boxers and a wife beater. I tore off my old outfit, adorning the guard's rather crisp and well fitting uniform. "Ha, bastards!"

I finished up, checking my cuffs and fixing the kepi. I looked like an old french foreign legionnaire. "Sand, you done?"

Sand walked out from behind the truck. "Yeah dude, it barely fits thought!"

I finished with my disguise and started dragging the man towards the back of the truck. "You two, out." I pulled the two mares in the truck out and started pulling the KO'd man into the truck bed. "We're gonna walk the rest of the way."

"What!?" One of the mares shrieked. "That's nuts!"

"Too bad!" I pulled the man into the truck and handcuffed him to a hole in the truck. I helped Sand as he replicated it with the other guard. Once the two men were trapped in the truck bed. With everything ready I walked over to window and leaned inside. "Wire, take em back to Tall Tail. Drop em off in the center of--"

"Don't tell me how to dump a pair of drifters! Remember how you got here...." Wire put the machine in reverse and started moving on. "Stay safe you psychotic asshole!"

"Yeah, sure will! Be banging Arab pussy in hours...." I muttered to myself, picking up a mare and giving her a piggyback. "Come on stupid, let's get going!" I started off south, hoping that our uniforms would help in whatever town we ended up in. At any rate, they weren't about to find those two, and I was new in town, a new life would be nothing this early on.

"Hey Sand!?"

Sand hefted the other mare over his back and ran over. "Yeah!?"

"How's, Liam Kennedy, sound?"

"Huh?"

"Can't keep going on as Acco. Too many loose ends, too many bastard children." I lead everyone over a hill and spotted the town a mile out.

"Dude, you have kids!?" Sand Blast asked, joining me in my march through the soft sand.

"I don't know...maybe?"

"That's fucked up man...you don't leave kids...." Blast scolded, setting the mare down and letting her walk with us.

"Fucker, you've killed people!" I snapped, adjusting the mare I'd fucked as she squirmed on my back.

"Yeah...but you don't just leave kids man...they don't deserve it!"

"He's right you know." The mare on my back added, shifting around.

"I guess, that's why I blew away my generation into your mouth! Ha!" I jeered loudly, jostling the mare on my back. "How's genocide taste?"

"Salty...."

"Ha-haha...eww...." I shut up, walking quietly towards the distant village. It already looked better than Tall Tail. It looked cleaner, the buildings looked taller, and there was a small collection of ponies waiting for us at the main road. "Hey, listen up! If anyone asks we're transfers, and you two were lost in the desert, got it!?"

My group bustled their replies, leaving me to work out the rest. Little by little the clean sand grew less and less steep. The dunes turned into hills, the hills into soft sloping plains, and eventually everything went flat as we reached the road out of town. But this time, I was greeted by curious ponies, all seeming a bit taller than the ones in Equestria. Most wore nothing, but the few that had anything wore light colors, nothing too extravagant or eye catching. simple turbans, head clothes, robes or tunics.

This place was rural. Something you would see in a nat geo special on untouched villages in the middle east. The rustic charm grew greater still when a small herd of kids ran out, circling around my group as we walked over. They seemed so calm, so happy, and here I was going to fuck it up.

I set down the mare on my back and scooted everyone into a huddle. "Alright kids, this is where we part ways. Blast, you can tag along with me if you want, but you two, scatter, got me?"

Tulip, some scrawny mare I'd met a long time ago, nodded. "Sure, I'll lift a few bit- err whatever they have, and get out of your mane." She turned away smacking me with her tail.

"Hey!" I yanked her back by her mane and pulled some of my loot from her tail. "Why ya gotta play me like that!? I worked hard desecrating those alters!"

Tulip smiled and released her grip. "Acco, would you really respect me if I didn't try?"

"Did I respect you before?" I stuffed the golden idol back in my pack and kicked her away. The nameless mare was already gone, faded into the distance, taking with her a stomach of my cream as a memento. I turned to Blast. "Hey, aren't you wanted back in Equestria?"

"Yep, assault n' battery."

"Pick a new name...quickly!" I slammed the back of his head. "Come on dumb ass, before I pick for you!"

"But I like being Sand Blast! Fine...Tom."

"Tom!? A pony named Tom?! You're an idiot--"

"Hello!" A jolly voice boomed, coming from a stallion with a curly beard. "Welcome to you, please, please come!" The stallion started waving his hoof at us, his hat jostling on his head. "Come, it is far too hot outside."

I watched, Tom, get taken away. Gently washed away by another family. "Sand Blast, southern road out of this place at dawn, got it!?"

"What!?"

"South road, dawn!" I managed to shout before being pulled aside by a group of locals and lead after the bearded stallion. Normally I would feel horribly worried, but these ponies were far too happy, too laid back to seem threatening. I'd visited places like this back in Equestria, and they were always way too friendly for my taste.

But as I was whisked through the crowd I spotted a few nice looking mares. A old joke about humans in the desert was they always found mares more attractive. It wasn't wrong, but I always loved exploring foreign cultures. And more than that, I loved exploring their women.

I joined the bustling crowd as we headed towards a brick of a building. A two story box made out of sandstone brick and mortar. I watched as the sun disappeared, giving way to a sun filtered room, a large rug in the center with a collection of cushions around.

"Ah, you my friend, welcome!" The bearded stallion walked over, a herd of ponies rushing past. "Welcome to my home! You look tired, water perhaps?" He whispered to a blue maned mare, the mare quickly ran off, leaving me alone with the man and about five others. "Sir, might I ask your name, my guest?"

I smiled, taking my hat off, covering my face and giving a dirty gesture to one of the mares. The girl in question grew a bit flustered and covered her face. "Name's Hannik, but everyone calls me Acco." there was no use using a new alias this soon, once in a big city where that name might be known I would have to change it.

"Acco, Acco, Acco, haha my friend I like you. Come sit." The stallion lead me into the obvious sitting area and sat the herd down. "Mr. Acco, these are my children, and...." The mare came back in with a pair of jugs of water. "My beautiful mate."

I took a jug and looked into it. "Good god man, you drink like a camel."

The room roared into laughter. A bigger colt leaned over. "There are no camels this far north!"

"Figure of speech kid.... So...all these yours?"

The bearded stallion smiled wide. "Fertility is taken advantage of." He lifted his jug up and took a long drink. "My name is Emerald Dust, welcome to my home, to my town. May the guard of our king be always healthy!"

The crowd of ponies lit up. "Health to all!"

"Helthtuah...." I muttered, taking a drink. "So...awfully nice to just...take me inside."

The bearded stallion smiled wide. "For the king's men, any time, any day!"

I could feel the pretty mare's eyes on me as I set the jug down. "So listen, they sent me to stay the night. They're afraid a group of bandits might come through."

"Oh dear! How dreadful!" The stallion stood. "Well of course the king's guard may stay under my roof!"

"Mumtaaz, thank you! I promise I won't stay long, only for the night!" I stood and walked over to the stallion, giving him a hearty hug.

He let out a hefty laugh and settled back. "My friend, it is my pleasure. Jet, please show our guest to a room."

The mare I'd been flirting with stood up. "With pleasure." An amazing stress of her s made me jump a little in place. I strolled calmly after her, bowing to the stallion of the house and walking with the mare to a rather wide hallway. I watched her tail whip around as she pushed into a room. She held the door for me, revealing a simple room with a rather large cushion in place of a bed. "Should you need anything, do not hesitate to ask."

She turned towards the door and started tip toeing away. "Hey- hey- hey...hold on." I stopped her, gently putting my hand on her neck. "Hey...hey there...such a pretty girl, you wanna stick around, have a little fun?"

The mare grew a little red and pulled away. "Perhaps, we shall see in the darkness."

"Aw come on, I like it with the lights on!" I let her leave, accepting the off chance of a young mate for the night. For now I set my bag down on the cushion and started sorting out my pilfered treasure.

A golden idol from an ancient tomb.

Coins, in copper, brass, silver and gold.

An assortment of golden keys and trinkets.

A large silver pitcher.

A staff of pure platinum, encrusted with jewels.

And of course, the massive red jewel I nabbed from Daring.

I looked over the strange obelisk, taking off my gloves and running my thumb over the engravings. I had no idea what this was, I had no idea why Daring wanted it, but I knew it would sell, and that's all that mattered. Daring would probably come after me, but I'd be long gone in some famous desert city, living the high life off of my ill gotten gains.

But for all my looting, pillaging and deflowering, I had still worked just as hard as a construction worker or a painter. What I did was art, illegal, immoral art. People would work for years to get a fraction of what I would get for even one of these ornaments, why should I have to be poor just because someone once thought these things sacred.

Anyone who thought of these things as holy, was long dead, it was time for someone new to have them, and live well because of it. I looked outside, watching the villagers go about the last few moments of their day before night fell. It warmed my heart, and gave me a plan for the money I would make off these treasures. I packed everything up and stuffed my pack under the cushion.

I relaxed in the strangely clean room, marveling at the complete lack of sand. In a land covered with it, I always assumed these places would be covered in it. The day went by quickly, turning into night. "Sir!" The bearded stallion popped into my room. "Care to join us, a dinner, as you say."

I jumped up. "Why not, I'd be rude if I refused!"

The bearded stallion lead me into a large dining room, same deal as before. A short table, spanning the room, with cushions all around it. I found a seat, across from the mare I was trying to bang. I tried to seem uninterested as she sneakily pursed her lips and tried to entice me. She stopped cold as a few plates full of fruit were brought out. The family started grabbing unceremoniously.

The stallion noted my concern. "In a land of many children, you find keeping them from stuffing themselves is rather difficult."

I laughed heartily as the mare across from me swirled her tongue around a sliced bit of melon. "They do seem pretty, hungry."

Things grew loud as the bickering over food started. I grabbed something that looked good and dug in. The texture was rather supple, good to bite into, but with a slightly sweet finish. "Cactus." A colt stated, leaning over and peering at my plate. "Is very good."

"Very." I enjoyed the organic taste, getting my fill and standing up. "Sorry to leave the table like this, but I need to get to bed. Patrol in the morning, you know how it is. And I'm not feeling great."

"Then eat! You will feel better!"

I let out a small chuckle. "I would love to, but I really should rest. Thank you for your hospitality." I hurried to my room, settling in and waiting a few minutes. Just like I expected the mare I'd been toying with peeked in.

She smiled and walked inside. "They sent me to make sure you are healthy...well?"

I let out a short laugh and sat upright. "Well, I'm a little pent up. Care to help me with that?"

The mare danced her way into the room. "Would you care to show me a kind night?" She stood proud before my bed. "A first night?"

I grew a wicked smile. "First night?"

The mare shook her blue mane out. "With a true stallion, yes." She let out a shaky breath as she walked over. "Forgive me if--"

I cut her off, pulled her onto the large cushion. "Babe...let me show you how men ride." I tumbled her, keeping her stomach pinned against the bed as I got behind her. "Oooooh, baby I'm gonna show you a hell of a night."

I could feel her breathing pick up as I straddled her, rubbing her sides and peeking my fingers around to her underbelly. "Sir...please, be gentle...."

"No babe, no, I'm gonna ride that ass so hard, you won't be able to walk straight!" I crawled over her, grinding myself against her rear. "Mmmm, you're gonna love it...you're gonna be begging for more." I laid my body against her back and took a whiff of her mane. She smelled like flowers and musk, exciting me further.

I couldn't take it any longer, and popping this mare was far too enticing. I undid my pants, pulling myself through the hole in my boxers and pressing myself against her virgin slit. I slathered myself in her fluids, taking in the scent of sex and nuzzling against her mane. "Ready?"

The mare buried her face in the cushion and moaned. I took that as an okay and parted her lips. I felt my member press against her fleshy entrance immediately, sparking something primal. I pulled at her lips, spreading her open and slowly pressing against her. There was only a short bit of resistance before I pressed past her entrance and buried my cock deep in her juicy pink pussy. I felt a fleshy lump pulse around the bottom of my penis, running past it made the mare shriek and let out a drawn out guttural moan, muffled by the cushion.

I held myself up with one hand and reached down to her sex with my free hand. I felt a winking nub soak with juice as I started slowly pumping her. I tweaked her love nub with my fingers, making the mare's back legs go stiff and raise her rump. With the new angle I started pounding her, slamming my hips against her flank and pushing her into the cushion. I kept my back arched downward, kissing her neck and mane as I skewered her.

The pressure was amazing, her unused entrance a perfect little hole, ripe for me to splatter my seed into. I finished playing with her nub and focused on pushing my thick rod into her narrow slit. "Oh baby...." I leaned my head next to her ear and started panting, making the mare pull her head out of the cushion. She rest her chin on the cushion and tried to control her breath. "Babe...how's it feel, bet it- feels great." I pushed hard, feeling myself swell inside her, squeezed tight and hard pressed by her sopping wet insides. "Bet you love that nice thick human *cock*, slamming deep in that little virgin pussy, huh?"

The mare let out a short squeak as I continued to pound her into the cushion. "Come on...I wanna hear you...I wanna hear that pretty voice crack. I want you to scream yourself raw. All from the sweaty human dick, filling you up, making you feel nice and full, come on- let's hear it...worship this cock...love it." I whispered viciously, never ceasing my hard thrusts and keeping to a steady rhythm along with her breath.

The mare was babbling and moaning, stopping dead and letting out a little grunt each time I slammed my rod into her fertile little hole. "Sir...Sir...I--"

"No, let me hear it. Let's hear how good it feels with me on top of you, pounding away at your little hole, making a mare out of you--"

"Sir...I'm--" I nipped at her ear, panting heavily as her legs trembled. I felt her pulse and squeeze my member, her body arching up and pressing against my new shirt. Each thrust send more and more of her creamy juices dripping out of her and onto the cushion. I never let up, keeping her going through the orgasm and breaking her mind.

Each pump into her overstimulated body made her voice crack, body shake and mind lock up. She started slipping forward, body tired from the first release from a real cock. I moved my hands back, lifting her hips and continuing my onslaught. Her voice was reduced to a single continual moan, popping each time I rammed into her fleshy rear.

I could feel her contract as she hit another peak, not saying a word, only moaning at a slightly higher pitch as I fucked her brains out. The room smelled of sweat and sex, the dim light matching the mood perfectly. And as long as I could usually last with a mare, she was rather tight and I was reaching my limit.

I took a final drag along her velvety insides, dragging myself out along her walls. I flicked her clit with my head as I pulled out, a wet pop signifying my freedom. I let the mare go, her flank falling to the cushion. I flipped her over and sat beside her head.

I swept her mane out of the way and cradled her head as I brought myself to my release. "Come on babe, open up." I held her head with my hand, letting her other cheek fall against my leg. My other hand pointed my rod straight at her dazed face.

I slid my finger past her lips, pulling her mouth open just in time.

With a final shaky grunt I shot a load of white hot spunk at her, streaking across her face. Another shot was let out, aimed true, it flew straight into her mouth with a small bit dribbling from her chin. I shifted my aim a little, painting the mare in white streaks and letting the final spurt shoot across her muzzle, splattering her lips with my seed. I dipped myself into her mouth a few times, letting her get a real taste for what I just did.

"Oh baby...you're gonna make some man so happy...." I cooed, petting her cum stained head. "Such a pretty mare, does the new mare like the taste?" I wiggled my head around her saliva coated mouth. "Oh babe...you make me just wanna ruin you."

"Sir...you...I feel...hazy...."

"Shh-shh...daddy'll take care of you." I traced my head over her lips, moving her into place and guiding her up and down my shaft. "Round two...gonna just fill you up...gonna fill that pretty mouth so full." I went at it, the process slow dispite her sticky mouth.

The rest of the night was filled with finishing up my impromptu blowjob and settling down to sleep with my sweaty and exhausted mate. It was good to be lying about my job, came with all the trust, but none of the commitment.