The best kind of treasure.
"Blast it Laddie! How the devil did you get stuck down there?!" My Uncle Connery, a grizzled, older, and Scottish gentleman in a pressed grey tweed suit stood over the hole I his younger nephew, had fallen into. My name is Milo, Milo Jones. I am something of a scholar and a bit of an archaeologist, though to be honest I'm more like an assistant, seeing how I am on Summer break from High School and not a "Yale man." Like the uncle laughing at my predicament above me. We weren't doing an archaeological dig in Egypt: or China, Peru, Brazil, France, or even India. We had crossed through to the other end of the universe to a place called Equestria. We weren't the first humans to make contact to the land of magic, and semi anthropomorphic Equus mammalia, but we where one of the first non Equines to conduct archaeological research on their lands.
So now here I was, on break from High School and Light years from home in what can only be compared to my home world's country of Ecuador on the shores of the pacific, With our guides to this land consisting of a few of their lands equivalent of archaeologists. I; because I am so smrt, thought it was a brilliant idea to go off on my own and start breaking some rocks carved into what I presumed was the top of a structure, which it was. Except I didn't realize I shattered the cover to a pit I was standing over. Now I found myself at the bottom of some kind of...tomb maybe or at the very least some kind of chamber. It was dark, too dark even to see anything. The only light was coming from the hole in the ceiling shining down on the grey stone floor I had landed on. Thankfully the fall was only a few feet and the hole was only just out of reach. My uncle looked away from the hole for bit as I heard him talk to the other members of the team, it was then I heard a soft noise in the darkness of the chamber.
A single insect crawled out toward the sliver of light from the roof, My entomology knowlage helped me identify the insect, on my home planet, the native Ecuadorians would use their stings for the rites of passage into warrior hood. The equines of this world had a similar ritual where the colts would stick their hooves into shoes filled with these insects and intentionally sting themselves, but no matter what you called it there was only one word for these bugs, Bullet Ants. "Uncle Connery! You gotta get me outta here! A swarm of bullet ants are after me!" I shouted at the hole above and reached into my backpack for a thermite flare, which I lit and waved at the black swarming mass of ants. The four thousand degree flame held them back but wouldn't last, and their stings hurt like getting shot, and that hurts. A soft but tough voice called down from the hole to me.
"Hang on kid! I'm coming!" I hated it when people call me kid, I'm...technically an adult...well technically as in just legally, but I shouldn't be called a kid, I'm not some helpless kid...okay maybe a little headstrong but you get my point. I placed more flares around and kept them hot to keep the ants at bay, I also was able to get more light. Enough to see the yellowish tan pegasus pony as she leaped from the hole to the ground, a rope in her teeth as she unfolded her wings and flapped them hard. "You sure have a way of getting yourself in a jam kid."
"I told you Daring!" With that, I took one of the flares and chucked it at the ants, a chain reaction as their hard shells lit up ablaze with the thermite as the whole chamber became lit up as they all burned, the whole damn colony. "Don't call me Kid!" I said as the ants scurried and ran to avoid igniting only to light up and illuminate the chamber.
"Okay I'm sorry just hop alright!" she said rearing up on her haunches and flapping hard for a take off. She got us both in the air and up out the chamber just as the now quite literal "fire ants," set the whole room ablaze. She landed beside a stone pillar and I got off her back. "Ugh, hey no offense to you Milo, but I hope your not expecting a lift for a while after that." Daring said as she fluffed and preened her wings and arched her back. It's not that I was very heavy, it's just pegasus ponies weren't used to having "passengers" on them. Though my uncle's team had been traveling with a band of archaeologist and geologist ponies, they agreed to back pack and carry things no different than what us humans could...in other words...No riders on their backs, no heavy carts we couldn't haul. I stepped off Daring's back and placed my hands on her back. She whinnied loudly and shuddered loudly before looking back at me with a glare. "What?...Dare I ask are you doing?"
"I'm sorry..I just wanted to help make up for hurting you're back Ms. Do." I said softly brushing away at non existent "dirt" on her back and chuckling nervously. Her expression softened up a bit and sighed.
"It's okay Milo, I'm just a little stiff from carrying you while flying, but it's just that one does NOT touch a pony like that without her permission." She said giving her coat a soft ruffle and a shake of her long black and grey tail. I hated to admit it, but Daring was quite...attractive. Now human on pony relationships hadn't been an issue, ethically ponies in spite of their similarities to the ones in my world that if someone felt the way I did to Daring would often get you blacklisted from most petting zoos. Are sentient beings that can and do give their consent and knew full on how important love and relationships were. As far as I could tell, Daring was single...aside from a few times she'd spent with her number one fan Rainbow Dash as her alter ego A.K Yearling. Though what, if anything she'd ever see in me remained to be seen.
I wasn't very athletic,even when compared to the others on the team aside my fifty something uncle, and the fact that I ,more or less broke the ground into the chamber by being an idiot, is a testament to my common sense. Though in my defense, I really wanted to see what was under the stone slabs, and I wanted to show that I could do it. "So what do you think this room is?" I asked daring as we were lowered into it with the floodlights making it easy to see inside.
"Could be a decoy room meant to throw off the grave robbers if its a tomb, though judging by this slab here." She said resting a hoof on a carved stone slab table, it had four posts at each corner of more stone and at one end was the head of a dragon mouth flowing into a basin. "This room may have been...a sacrificial chamber." She said brushing some moss off the dragon head and examined the carving closer, noting the ancient dried crust on the mouth that flaked off with her breath. "Yep, definitely a sacrificial altar." She said with a flip of her pith helmet.
"Sacrifices? I though ponies didn't...do things like that...don't your precious Princess's frown down on things like that?" I asked picking up some bits of pottery and then placing it in the crate for the crew above to take.
"I never said this place was built by ponies...It could have been a civilization by the ancestral race of my arch nemesis Lapiz, his people used to have, entire cities that would wage war with ancient pony tribes all over the world." Daring said taking a lantern in her wings and making her way deeper into a passage.
"Hey where are you going? We still need to secure the main chamber before we signal the team to come down." Daring turned back to me the lantern light cast on me as she held it in her wings.
"That's the boring aspect of my job kid," she paused realizing she called me kid again, but I made an indication I didn't care anymore and she continued. "You want to see some real adventure? Wanna live dangerously with the one and only Daring do? Feeling as brave as I am in my books? Then follow me." She said continuing down the stone hall. I thought about it, and considered all the angles. On the one hand, a perilous trek into an ancient tomb that most likely has deadly booby traps and pitfalls that could kill me, on the other, I would be with Daring Do, THE Daring Do! How dangerous could it be with her?
"So...This going to be the next book by A.K?" I asked as the two of us made out way into a chamber with strange bat statues on the walls, and spots on the floor covered by a metal grating.
"Maybe, if this room is what I think it...DON"T TAKE ANOTHER STEP!" She shouted pulling me back just as my foot touched a grate.
"What! What's Wrong?!" I asked as she took a rock from the ground in her hoof and looked at me with a somewhat sneer on her muzzle.
"Watch this." She raised her hoof up and let the rock fly onto the metal grate floor. As it did, a loud clang echo rang out making the closest bat statue with the folded up wings spring open. The hideous face of its fanged mouth shot a bunch of sharp spikes at the floor where the rock landed. "Sound sensitive trigger traps, Normally I'd just fly over them but...well with you here and not being...a pony...or pegasus." She said her face softening a bit with a solemn look in her ruby red eyes. I patted her muzzles softly and looked into her eyes and said.
"I could go back and let go on and do things your way, I wouldn't want to hold back the great Daring DO by being dead weight." I said tilting her head a little. She only sneered and Daring and began stockpiling some more rocks beside her.
"Milo, you ARE NOT dead weight! You're one of the best damned adventures I've had by my side, a little headstrong and you could stand to have more confidence in this line of work, but you just need a little help from a mare like me to embrace it. Now here's the plan." She said taking another rock in her hoof and looking from bat statue to statue. "These things seem to only be able to fire at one grate at a time, though I should test that." She tossed a rock at the grate again, and just as the bat shot spikes at it she threw another, but the mechanism was reloading the next shot, so the rock landed and the statue never once shot at it. "I throw the next one, and you run. Don't stop for anything! You got it?" She said her hooves ready to set the traps off. I nodded and got into a starting pose the stone floor, trying desperate to not have the image in mind of what I'd look like if this idea didn't work.
I Saw the first statue fire when she threw the rock and took off, the stature didn't even turn to track me as I cleared the first grate, the next statue fired as Daring threw the next rock and not once did I stop as each set of spike shot from the bat heads until I completely crossed the room. The statues settled back into place and daring was able to fly over the ground. "I wonder why the builders didn't design the room with pegasus ponies like you in mind Daring." I said as she landed beside me and we pressed on into the next room.
"Guess they weren't too common or seen much around here by the Lapiz Dogs." She said casually as the halls seemed to...glow. There was a warm light glowing softly at the end of one hall we trekked down and at first I though we had found an exit of sorts until a smile spread across Daring's muzzle as her nostrils began to flare. "Gold...jewels...the treasure room! It's close I can feel it!" I chuckled softly and gave her grey-scale mane a soft stroke.
"I thought it wasn't about the treasure for the great adventurer Daring Do? Isn't it about the passion for the adventure and secrets of the ancients?" I asked with a chuckle as seemed to catch a case of gold fever.
"Well...it is...but I do so love to snag a favorite piece or two for my collection, come on don't tell me a gold headdress wouldn't good on me wouldn't it?" She asks with a little smirk and a giggle. It would be hard to believe a treasure trove had survived here if the history of this land mirrored the conquest of Ecuador back in my world, but I was with a light gold colored and grey-scaled talking pony, there really wasn't any room to be pedantic. I followed her down the hall to a large, time worn out sheet. The fabric was unidentifiable but it covered and blocked some of the light on the other side, it was like a tapestry, at one time very heavy and a decent covering, but ages of dank air and insects had eaten it to a thin, weak little sheet. Daring grasped the veil tightly and yanked it down, it fell away granting us a view inside.
"Great God! These are!" I was left breathless as piles of minted coins and mountains of uncut, pure precious stones glinted in the light, there weren't any already made jewelry, but there was no shortage of gold.
"It must be an emperor's treasury house in here!" Daring said laying on top of gold coins. She rolled like a mare in spring on freshly cut grass. Her wings flapping hard as she made the gold clink and shake as she did. "Real pure Twenty Four Karat gold! Mhhhmmm it feels like Persian silk on my coat.!" She said letting a few coins rain down on her belly. I chuckled at seeing her so enraptured with the recently found riches. She threw some coins up the air and caught them in her hat. "Hey Milo?" She asks looking back at me as she lays on the gold coins on her belly.
"Yeah Daring?" I asked stand beside her as she unfolded and stretched her wings out sighing contently.
"You still wanna gimme a back rub?" She says as I gulp softly at what she asks.
"Sure Daring, I'd be happy to." I say as she lets me pull her olive drab shirt off over her head. She shakes her head once she's got the shirt off and i place it on a stone throne before turning back to her, at first a slightly sweet and musky smell is picked up by my nose but I than shrug it off as being some dankness from the tomb.
Ever since I came to this world, I had acquired a taste for the aesthetic appeal of the local life in these ponies. Call me my animal loving nature from home at best, and while it was not something I felt at first, it wasn't long before another aspect of pony anatomy and physiology got my attention and appreciation. A mare’s rear end, colloquially called her ‘plot, or her ‘flanks’. I found out, as I saw from the way Daring was sitting on that gold that she wanted him to admire her flanks. With her legs stretched out behind her, it made her rear cheeks rise quite a bit, giving them the delightful appearance that they could be squeezed to elicit a satisfied moan from the golden mare. Then my gaze, though I swear it was by total accident, travelled south. Where I saw...
"Oh, well now…dear me" I said softly under my breath.
After months of admiring shapely mares, from the taunt and toned Rainbow Dash, to that plump baker Pinkie Pie and even more bubbly rump of her boss Cupcake (though I stopped upon learning the latter was a married mare) from afar, often just simply gazing upon the fleshy aesthetics of plump pony rumps. Daring had moved her tail out of the way just enough, for just enough time, to give me a teasing look at her OWN little treasure trove, but not quite the full view. The base of her tail hung just low enough to let me see the lower half of her...it was so different from a human's. Inverted and upside down, and so much more slick like she had total control of her labial muscles which ever so softly "winked" the enlarged clitoris for a second at me. My eyes widened in disbelief at the sight before me, I muttered a soft, “Wow…” under my breath.
"What was that?” She replied, knowing full well what I saw. She just wanted to see I would say what was going through my mind.
“Just…” my gaze turned forward sharply. “...Need some water,” I said, attempting to keep my composure. "Getting hot and thirsty in here."
"Mmhmm,” Daring playfully said. “I bet you are." She winked as I placed my hands on her back and began to rub softly. Reaching forward, I put my hands at the base of her neck and ran my hands down her back, coming together between her wings as the pegasus let out a welcome sigh at my touch.
“Go back against my fur, brushing against fur like that feels like a ticklish massage!” she said happily. “Make sure you go back down to smooth it though, it'll get ruffled and frizzy if you don't." I began using my fingertips and my palms to rub the fleshy mound from which her wing bones protruded from. Slowly working my way up the uncannily similar to those of a human's, humerus and radius/ulna of each wing.
Pegasi wings, and the anatomy were similar to the creatures of the avian variety from home, and not dissimilar to the structure of a human arm, although much longer. The humerus connected the wing to the vertebrae, then the radius and ulna, the would be forearm, held the first lot of her feathers. The ‘wrist’ of the wing, as it was discovered much to both the displeasure and pleasure of Daring at the time, was rather sensitive so she could accurate things like wind speed, acceleration and other perks. Though the vet tending her, Dr. Harding, had yet to explain how a creature like her, who's very design defied all the laws of flight outlined by Bernoulli's principles of flight, was able to fly.
I used my thumb and pressed into the crook of my index finger to massage the bones as best as I could he could, but when I got to both wrists of Daring's wing, she gasped heavily and went limp, collapsing onto the gold. She slowly turned her head back to look at me. "Mmmmmmm,” she seductively cooed. “I was wondering when you’d do that.”
“What… do you mean?” I asked, feeling concerned at causing Daring a gush of pleasure. “Are you alright, I didn’t hurt you did I? Wings are sensitive and I could’ve pinched a nerve…”
"It’s nothing, I actually quite enjoyed it...in fact, I say you earned yourself a little reward." She said lifting her tail and raising her rear up the air, a position all too known for her species, a mare presenting herself to a stud stallion when she's in heat.
"Ms. Do?'' What in God's name are you doing?!" I said before slapping myself in the face for saying that, the way my uncle would have, 'for blasphemy,' he'd say. Daring only shook her tail side to side and smirked at me.
"I know as well as you this what we want, I've never been rutted by a human before, and I'm sure you haven't had much" company" on this trip, your nights crying and masturbating in your tent are a testament to that." She says sweeping her tail and making the lips of her mare hood smack as her enlarged clitoris winked out at me as she gave me a trademark Daring Do smirk.
"How'd you know about?" I asked nervously as my crotch began to warm up and stir.
"Hello, pony ears?" She said making them flop a bit. "If you wanna get more technical, we've been on this trip for weeks, and if the time you and I cheated death in this tomb not long ago wasn't enough, I'd say we have earned this equally, what is it you humans say? You only live once?" I couldn't argue with her logic, but I wanted her to slow down a bit.
"Can we...I don't know, take it back a few frames and get things going at a steady pace?" I ask bringing my face to her's.
"What did you have in mind handsome?" She asks, I answer by kissing her muzzle lovingly and tenderly. My warm lips press to hers before she parts them ever so slightly and her long pony tongue flails against my own. Its a very different kind of experience in comparison to a human tongue, but by no means off putting. When the kiss breaks, a saliva trail runs from my mouth to her muzzle, her equine spittle is a bit thicker and more foamy than mine, I didn't even care.
"That for starters." I say as she takes my sweater in her teeth and pulls until it's off my head. Then she carefully clamps her teeth on my slack zipper and pulls to down while I undo the buttons. In a matter of minutes, I'm just as naked as she is save for her pith helmet. She roots around in her side bags for a rolled up bedding pad and lays it out on top of one of the carved stone slabs. Before laying on it with her her plot raised in the air again.
"Time to collect the best treasure of all handsome." She says as I get behind her and inch my face in between her haunches and give a teasing lick to her mare hood. She gasps softly then moans as her slit begins to pulsate and wink, her clit peaks out from in between her folds. I plant my lips on the bulbous pink pearl and kiss it. Ellicting more moans of pure ecstasy from Daring Daring.
"You taste divine Daring my love." I tell her as I softly suck on the warm, soft and moist little nub as she sighs and relaxes, giggling softly whenever I tease with poking my tongue into her depths. I was sure she'd been with more than enough stallions, (and no doubt another mare or two) to be be used to having a long tongue that could go deep into her folds and lick her wide, but her loud moans and the juices that flowed from her flower more than indicated she was enjoying what I had to offer.
"Mhmmm your tongue isn't half bad either Milo." She says as I kiss the pulsing and throbbing lips of her puffy pink slit. As it's desperately milking a non existent cock for its seed. An idea pops into my head as I get my fingers nice and wet with her slick wetness before taking the two dripping with mare cum, and slip them into her tight anus as I continue licking; kissing, and sucking on her pussy.
"Ohhh Celestia! you naughty stallion!" She says as I dig my slick fingers in her plot hole and pump them hard, which she quickly adds with a, "sorry, force of habit. You are my first human after all." She adds as I tell her it's not a problem, and I admire being compared to a stallion so positively. Before pulling my fingers from her anal ring with a loud suction sound and louder, 'POP!' "Mhhmm don't tell me your giving up when your so close." I reprimand her with a sharp slap on the ass. Just on her compass cutie mark.
"Oh no my precious equine concubine, far from it." I say grabbing her flanks and lining my dick up with her mare hood. She snorts and scoffs softly and taps her hoof.
"Concubine? Does a concubine save your sorry ass from certain death and guide you to riches like these?" She asks chuckling and slapping me in the face with her thick and bushy tail.
"I'm sorry Daring, I was just getting into a little role play is all." I say rubbing the fur of her cutie mark lovingly, but she scoffs.
"Uhhh so was I numb nuts." She says rolling her eyes at me with a small laugh, as her tail playfully smacks me in the face. I feel like a jackass, but that could have been my natural good nature talking. I deliver a few more spanks to her flanks before saying,
"You lack manners for the stud about to give you a good buck Ms. Do." I say hot dogging my cock in between her slit lips making wet, slick noises as I did, but she laughs again.
"You call yourself a stud? At least Lapis had the balls to actually fuck me, I'd have brought one of my own books had I known you'd be taking this long to actually...ohhhhh...mhhhh...ahhhh ahhh!" She was cut off by the forcing of my dick into her tight and slick mare hood. The grip her lips had on me was indescribable, and the way the flesh stroked and pulsed with each thrust in and out of her pussy was like bliss.
I tilted her head back and looked into her ruby pink eyes as I kissed her again, as my thrusts slammed our pelvis' together, my thighs slapping into her flanks hard as she moaned louder and louder. She let put gasps and loud cries of pleasure as did I. Her powerful legs holding her up and tightening up as my thrusts became harder and desperate to get her to cum before I did. Thankfully her reserves of energy and the foreplay seemed to have worn her down.
Her mare hood gave a few final wet smacks before she let out a loud cry of pure pleasure as her depths began to squirt damp mare cum onto my cock and thighs as she let out a final "AHHH!" and sigh of relief at her climax. I took it as a sign I could finish and buried my cock in her mare hood one final time and moaned loudly, reciting her name as my cock began to squirt my seed into her pussy and splashing her cervix. When all was said and done. I pulled out from her and lay beside her on her bed roll, her hooves around me, her giggles soft, as her muzzle planting soft kisses on my chest and neck.
"Daring?" I asked her as I stroked her mane and scratched her behind the ears softly. Which she knickered and giggled at softly.
"Yeah?" She replied back as the warmth of her fur against my bare skin felt nice and warm. I had a few questions for her, ranging from 'when are we going to head back?' To 'you sure humans can't get ponies pregnant?' (They can't) I settled on a few simple choice words as I held her close to me, all the cares in the world from the end of my vacation, to having to go back to school soon vanishing with the wind as it blew through the ancient treasury house.
"I love you...Daring Do." I said nuzzling her the way I'd seen other ponies do it to show affection for each other.
"And I you...Milo Jones." She said giving my cheeks a soft lick and my lips a final tender kiss.
