Me and Dusty went camping a few years back, just the two of us. We stayed out on the White Tail River for a weekend, at a spot called Three Hooves. Three giant Red Oak trees stood in the middle of a secluded campground a bit inland from the riverbank. Mom and Dad used to bring us here all the time, and it was my favorite spot on the river, and Dusty knew it. Every year, if he had the bits, he'd take me there and spend a week or so camping.
This time he only had enough bits for a weekend, but I didn't care. I was spending time with my Bubby, and that's all that mattered. The first day was a bit of work; we had to scrounge roundabouts for firewood and kindling. I asked him to sing to me while we worked, he sang about the Rock Candy Mountains, which was one of my favorites. Finally we'd gathered up enough stuff for the fire, so we headed back to the campsite to chill out for a while. Bubby rolled a blunt after getting the fire started, and we stared up the middle of the oaks and smoked the whole thing. Needless to say, we was feeling pretty good. We just laid there, talking about anything and everything, until he finally slipped away into dreamland. I crawled over to him and snuggled into his hooves, then drifted off to sleep myself.
The next day, we woke up somewhat early, around 9:30, 10:00. We stood up and stretched our wings and legs, then Dusty looked at me with a sorry face.
"Sorry Ah forgot to set up the tent last night Sis, mah eyes got real heavy."
I giggled, "Never you mind Bubby, I was comfortable as could be." I kissed him on the cheek and hugged him. "I had you to protect me."
"Heh, that's right." He hugged me back, "Long as Ah'm still breathin', ain't nuthin' gonna hurt you Sissy." I've always loved his hugs. Always so tight and warm, he only hugged those he cares about. And you could always feel every bit of his love in those hugs. He even made up a name for them: instead of hugs or squeezes, he calls them "Sqwuzzes".
After we got done "sqwuzzing", we raced to the water and dove in. Bubby beat me, but only by a hair on his tail. We swam around for an hour or two, then went back to camp for lunch. Not much else happened until later though, that's when things got a little confusing for me.
Bubby finally set up the tent, then me and him sat by the fire and passed another blunt back and forth. By the time it was done, we were getting pretty tired, and it was only about 11:30pm. We got in the tent and snuggled up belly to belly for warmth, and soon we were both sound asleep.
I woke up sometime in the middle of the night because my belly was itching. I reached down to scratch it, but my hoof hit something hard. I felt it to see what it was, and my eyes shot wide open. I look down and see Dusty's cock standing at full attention, poking me in the belly. It was even throbbing a little bit. I was so shocked, I didn't know whether to wake him up or just move. I really didn't want to embarrass him, but then a thought crossed my mind. Doesn't a stallion get hard while he's asleep because he hasn't been with a mare for some time? I didn't know if it was true or not, but at that point, I started feeling bad for Dusty. And I didn't know what else to do... So I just followed my instinct.
I wiggled down slowly and started swirling my tongue around the tip of his cock, then I start bobbing my head up and down. After a few minutes, I take in all of his cock, I could feel it stretching my throat, then I pull off to catch my breath. Stroking his dick with a hoof, I wiggle back up to him and kiss him under his chin.
"I love you Bubby," I whispered in his ear while getting in position, "I'm always here for you, no matter what you need." I feel him enter me as I move down, but before I could go all the way, he bucks his hips into me.
"Uhh, Oh gosh... Bubby, you poor thing.. how long has it been since you felt a mare's touch? You should'a told me-Ahh!" I was interrupted by another buck from his hips, then another, and another. I couldn't believe it. He was fucking me in his sleep! I couldn't help but grit my teeth as his thrusts became more rhythmic and powerful. "Mmm, yes Bubby, take me... Ohhh, I'm all yours, anytime you want..." I buried my face in in his neck and breathed in his scent, he smelled like chocolate and weed, and it drove me wild.
All of a sudden, he stops dead in his tracks. I knew he didn't cum because I'd have felt it, and he was still hard as a rock, so I figured he just got tired.
"Oh, is it my turn Bubby? Ok then..." I stand up shakily and carefully turn him on his back, being sure not to bend his outstretched wings, then I straddle myself on top of him. Feeling his cock buried deep inside me, I lean down and whisper in his ear, "You just lay back and let Lil' Lucky rock your world."
Placing my hooves on his chest, I started moving my body up and down, slowly at first, but then I just couldn't stop myself from bouncing on his dick like it was a trampoline. It was a wonder I didn't wake him, of course, he's always been a heavy sleeper. I sank my teeth into my hoof, trying to keep myself quiet. All at once I feel Bubby's cock flare inside of me, pumping me full of his thick cum, and sending me over the edge. My eyes went cross at the euphoric feeling, like a shook up pop bottle I felt my nethers explode, drenching his lower body in my juices.
I slumped off of him, basking in the afterglow of the best sex I'd had in years. As I felt my eyes getting heavy, I snuggled myself into my Bubby and drift off to sleep.
I woke up to see Dusty shaking me, "C'mon Sis, time to get up." I sat up and rubbed my eyes, looking at my brothers smiling face. "Wanna wake an' bake?" he asked me.
I smiled happily, seeing him look so refreshed after the night before. "Pass it on over then Bubby."
