Finding Warmth in All the Cold Places

Stepping into the Cage, Blue kicked the door shut with a back hoof. Her mane was a horrid mess, and her cat-like eyes were bloodshot. She had spent most of the night tossing and turning, unable to get comfortable. It probably hadn’t helped that she had clopped herself off several times as well, but she needed relief, even if it was only temporary.

She stood in front of the door for a while, staring into the distance as an ear twitched against her head. Eventually, she made her way over to the gauges and began to jot down the readings. Again, much to her annoyance, there was no change in any of the numbers.

Finishing with her recording, she tossed the pencil back on the floor before turning to leave. She froze though as a soft tapping noise came from the behind her. Glancing over her shoulder, her eyes widened in surprise.

The yeti was back.

It stood there on the outside of the Cage, tapping gently on the plexiglass. It was definitely the same yeti as before, as it had that strange crest of black fur on top of its head. All three of its eyes were locked on her, and they had an almost eager glint in them.

Blue Moon stared at it for a moment before a large grin spread across her face.

“Oh, am I glad to see you again,” she said. A flash of red caught her attention and she glanced down. Already the yeti’s members were beginning to peek through its fur. Blue’s smile turned lecherous. “And from the looks of it, you’re happy to see me again too.” She crossed the room, her tail twitching and flagging as she went. Arousal was already dripping down her inner thigh, and she felt herself wink.

The yeti pressed itself up against the wall, its crotch level with the gape. As she approached, the twin member emerged fully, the red flesh glinting in the soft light.

“I like the way you think,” Blue purred. Reaching up, she unzipped her survival suit and, with a shimmy of her hips, slipped out of it. The instant her wings were free, she stretched, flexing and flaring her fingers wide. It might have been chilly inside the Cage, but the fire in between her legs was slowly spreading to the rest of her body, keeping her warm enough. Kicking the survival suit aside, she removed her tinted goggles as well. She left her scarf on though, as well as her snow boots—the feeling of the tops of the boots hugging her thighs only served to heighten her arousal.

Turning around, she flicked her tail up over her back and present herself to the yeti. “Like what ya see?”

Her answer came in the form of the yeti humping weakly against the plexiglass.

Blue smirked. “I’ll take that as a ‘yes’.” Heart pounding in her ears, she slowly backed up. Grabbing one of the members with her wing’s fingertips, she lined it up with her dripping marehood. A gasp escaped her as the bulbous head brushed against her lips. By Luna’s teats, she need this. Taking a deep breath, she adjusted herself before slowly pushing back.

The yeti snorted as the head of its member slid inside Blue’s heated confines.

Closing her eyes, Blue moaned loudly. The bulbous tip was larger than she anticipated, and the feeling of it spreading her folds was both painful and wonderful at the same time. It was hot too, much hotter than a pony. She could feel the source of the heat slowly moving deeper as she continued to push more and more of it into her.

She let out a surprised nicker when she reached the spines on the lower half of the member, but the noise quickly turned into a long, mewling moan as the tiny barbs tugged and pulled at her inner walls. Oh, this was going to be an amazing.

All too soon, Blue found herself pressed up against the plexiglass wall. Her flank stuck partway out of the gape, and she could feel the yeti’s fur against her rump. It was incredibly warm, and the long hairs tickled slightly as they brushed over her coat. The yeti’s member was buried deep within her marehood, and the second one was sandwiched between the cheeks of her rump. Moaning happily, she gave her flank a good wiggle, enjoying the full, warm feeling that was emanating through her.

After a minute or so, she began to move. Shifting forward, she slowly pulled herself off of the yeti’s length until only the head was inside. She then took a deep breath before backing up again, pushing the cock deep into her depths. The barbs tugged and tickled her inner walls, causing her clit to wink furiously. To add to the sensation, the second member brushed and rubbed against her pucker with each movement.

Gradually, she worked up a rhythm: exhale, pull off; inhale, push in. She moved at a slow pace, enjoying the feeling of finally having something in her marehood.

However, she apparently was going too slow for the yeti’s liking.

On one of her backwards thrusts, it grabbed a hold of Blue’s flank through the gap.

“Hey, what are you—” Blue began, glancing over her shoulder in confusion, but she was unable to finish the question. Her words turned into a string of an unintelligible sounds and grunts as the yeti suddenly pushed forward, burying a few more inches of its member inside her. “Ho-ly Luna…”

From then on the yeti was in charge, and that was perfectly okay with Blue. It rutted her with quick, erratic strokes, trying to shove as much of its member as possible into her convulsing folds. It grunted and groaned, its hips grinding against her clit with each thrust, sending flashes of pleasure rocketing through her.

Blue was a gibberish mess of a mare. Her eyes were rolled back into her head, and there was a large, dopey smile on her face. Her tongue hung the side of her mouth, strings of saliva dripping down to the floor. Every time the yeti’s cock bottomed out inside her, a high pitch squeak escaped her lips. The heat, the fullness, and the barbs all worked away at her senses, increasing her pleasure and driving her mad. She could easily get addicted to this, if she wasn’t already.

Unlike yesterday, the yeti showed no signs of finishing after only a few moments. Seconds turned into minutes as it continued to hump away, driving its hips into the plexiglass wall (and in turn, into Blue).

One particularly rough thrust caused Blue yelped as pain suddenly erupted from her tailhole. Along with the pain, the feeling of fullness grew to an almost unbearable amount. Behind her, the yeti howled loudly before quickening its already frantic pace. It took Blue a few seconds to realize what had happened, but when she did, her vaginal muscles clenched hard as she squealed.

The yeti’s second member had just penetrated her pucker.

The thought of being double penetrated proved too much for the batpony, and she immediately climaxed. Her forelegs gave out, and she collapsed to the ground, with the only thing keeping her flank in the air being the yeti’s grip on it, as well as the two members still pistoning inside her. The muscles in both her marehood and tailhole convulsed and flexed, squeezing down upon the large intruders. A wave of marecum washed down her thighs and boots, soaking the floor beneath her.

Unperturbed by the twitching, writhing mare, the yeti continued to pound away.

For a good five minutes they continued like that: the yeti thrusting and panting like a steam engine while Blue Moon just lay there, unable to do anything else but moan in delight with her jaw agape and eyes rolled back in her skull. A pool of drool had formed around her head, and it was growing bigger by the second. Waves of pleasure rushed through her body, turning all thought to mush. Then, all of sudden the yeti let out a long howl. Digging its fingers into her flank, it pulled her back against the wall as its hips quickened their intensity.

Sensing the end was coming, Blue began to squirm, her legs bucking weakly and her wings quivering in perverted anticipation of what was about to happen. Giving one final thrust, the yeti slammed itself into Blue’s confines, its cocks flexing and jumping as it released wave after wave of scalding cum into her depths. She opened her mouth in a silent scream of ecstasy when she felt the bulbous heads swell deep within her guts as they painted her insides white.

The yeti continued to give short, fast jerks of its hips as it filled her with its seed. For what felt like an eternity its members continued to spew globs of thick semen deep into Blue’s intestines and womb. Slowly, the flow began to cease as the yeti’s testicles finally ran dry. By then though Blue’s insides were full to the brim with the yeti’s hot essence, and her belly was visibly swollen.

With a groan, the yeti began to tug its members free from the batpony, and Blue’s back arched as she felt the bloated heads being dragged against the inner walls of both her marehood and tailhole. With a squelching noise, the yeti’s cocks popped out of the nearly catatonic mare. It released its hold on her flank, and the batpony immediately collapsed to the floor in a puddle of arousal and drool.

Blue Moon was a mess. Yeti cum—mixed with her own juices—spilled from both her holes and dribbled down her thighs, where it began to pool about her flank. She gasped for breath, tongue lolling from her mouth as she panted heavily. Her eyes were glazed over as she continued to drift through a haze of bliss.

The yeti groaned as its members retreated back into its fur. Having got what it came for, it gave itself a good shake before turning and wandering off into the snowstorm.

It would be several minutes before Blue Moon began to move again, and even several more before she shakily got to her hooves, only to have a torrential waterfall of cum flow from her abused holes. Her rump was sore, but that was fine with her. The thrice damned itch was finally scratched.

Not bothering to even attempt to clean herself up, Blue pulled her snow gear on again and left. It was difficult climbing back up the tower’s ladder, as her hind legs felt like they were made of rubber. When she finally did get back inside, she didn’t even bother putting her winter gear back inside the locker. She just tossed it on the floor before crawling her way to the bathroom.

She fell asleep in the shower, incredibly sore, yet incredibly satisfied.