Camping

Six in the morning. Normally I'd be asleep for a couple more hours, but camping. This is supposed to be easy, but it just isn’t when you’re married to a unicorn that loves lists and you're also the father of two ponies that depend on you.

I hold the list in my hand and look at the mare as she floats a small makeup bag into her saddlebags and finishes checking off her list. Why does she thinks she needs makeup to go camping...

I guess I should make myself busy too since I pressed for us to go camping for so long.

I skim the packing list while Silver helps the children into the wagon and I nod, certain I’ve packed everything, and then some. I told Silver a minute ago that I practically packed the whole house so we’re good to go.

I walk around to the front and raise the harness, waiting for Silver to give the little ones something to play with while we travel. Some toys, a toy cart, and a human doll should suffice.

It’s just a short camping trip a few miles away, but it’s going to be a long trek since I can’t help much with the wagon.

Silver comes around the side and moves into the harness with grace. “Are you ready?” she asks me as she tightens a strap around her chest.

“Yes, I believe we are.”

“Then let’s go,” she rears and kicks at the air with gusto. She lands and struggles to pull the wagon at first, but with a little heave from me on the side we start our journey. It really is slow going.

I move to the back to entertain the little ponies we’ve birthed and raised only to find then still sleeping, my little colt hugging the doll while his sister is hugging him from behind.

I’m glad we’re taking a traveled road and not cutting through the woods like Silver suggested or we’d still be in Ponyville stuck in the woods past Fluttershy’ s.

An hour or two later and we’re about there, but the area looks like crap so I suggest we move on. Silver stops and her horn flares to life, a small whirlwind blows into a tornado of leaves and detritus, clearing a very large area a ways into the forest. Deep enough to have some privacy but not so far she can’t haul the wagon.

The little ponies in the wagon are all excited after seeing that display of magical prowess and Silver doesn’t even look that exhausted from the drain. She turns off the road and over a small berm into the grass and with both of our efforts the wagon is moved into place to give us privacy from the road where we can set up our tent and fire pit as well as give us access to our stuff within.

If a bandit or thief comes by they’re in for a surprise. I’ve got a couple knives I’m going to hide and use as a last resort. Without mentioning any of this to my family of course.

I start the process of setting up the campsite with my family. It only takes an hour to make a fully functional campsite from the nothing there was a little while ago.

“Okay, let's go over the list to make sure we're set up,” I said cracking my back by arching back with my hands on my hips. Silver floated the list over to me.

Clearing
Tent
Fire pit
Wood
Chair/cushions
Cooking stove
Plates
Cups
Spoons
Forks
1 air bed
Three blankets
Human food
Hay
Oats
Water buckets
...
Check!

“Okay, we're ready! There's a creek down that way a little bit. Day Light, you take a couple trips and fill these buckets. Night Light, be my big filly and take this shovel and dig a couple holes, one over there and another over there.”

“Why do I have to make two holes, daddy?”

“Everything’s better with two holes,” I snark and Silver snorts a little laugh. “We're gonna play some games and need them. Hide and seek, tag, horseshoes and bean bag toss will be over there,” I say pointing to an area with little tree cover but plenty of bushes.

“And Silvie, I need you to collect berries for toppings for the pony desserts while you’re watching over Day, Remember that I can’t eat hay treats. I'll set up for lunch and rest my feet, I'm not used to hiking without hooves.”

They all go their own paths. “Why doesn't daddy just get hooves anyways?” Day Light asks Silver before they leave the clearing together.

“Because fingers are more magical than magic itself sometimes,” she replies. I smile because I know what she's talking about. “Also, it’s expensive to have him changed into a pony, and I like Daddy as a human.”

They leave my range of hearing and I turn to sort stuff when I swat a mosquito on my neck and groan because there's magic in towns that keep parasites like these away. We’re way outside the magic zone. Thankfully I still have all my blood, for now.

I set about my tasks of making sure the tent is organized, the bed is made with blankets, and there is enough space for us all to be comfortable. I take a moment to go through the two shirts I’ve brought and the parkas for the ponies in case it rains. I shrug since I don't mind getting muddy with my family just before tossing them into a corner of the tent and moving out to finish setup.

I move two logs closer and angle them so we can sit or lean on them, then I position the cushions by where each of us sit, so we can sit on them. I make sure there’s wood for the firepit stacked neatly and then I unpack my camping chair.

I don't know why I brought the chair, I have a log to sit on and a cushion, just in case. I'll try to find a use for it before we leave. I set the chair up with the back facing the tent door and get to making a fire. Silver is amazing at starting fires with magic. Just spark and poof, fire. I have to do it the old fashioned way and rub two sticks together because I just realized I forgot the flint.

Stupid rookie mistake, not impressive. I go about getting the tinder set and begin the arduous task of firestarting old school. If I’m lucky it’ll be less than an hour before I have a small flame going since I’m not a master firestarter, even though I love camping.

Why Didn't I plan to camp by a lake of some sort? That’d make more sense than a clearing in a forest. I want to rough it like a human would, but how would a pony rough it? Take a trip to some volcanic wasteland and make a tent under a sleeping dragon?

Seriously, what’s up with ponies and going to the extreme? Oh, hey! Fire! “Ha-ah! I have made fire, for I am man. Oog og.” I thump my chest like a primate as the fire grows and I move it and the kindling into the wood tower. “Man make fire. Man make life.”

“Man make silly,” my wife says from too close behind me and startles me into stumbling forward and over the small fire, snuffing it out.

“Awe, honey… I made that myself.”

“You’ve made many things yourself. Let a mare handle this one and you worry about preparing your lunch. Honey, did you make this with sticks? Where’s the flint I told you to pack?”

I inhale deeply and exhale heavily. “I forgot them.”

“Oh, did you?” she giggles and I look at her adorable face. Her smile screams ‘I told you so’ but she hasn’t said it yet. “So, when I asked if we were all packed and you said ‘Yeah, I got this, let’s go.’ what you really meant was,” she winks and I can’t help but chuckle.

“I meant to say that I should listen to my wife because she’s almost always right and I love her dearly?”

“What do you mean ‘almost’?” she mocks. We laugh together and I watch as she resets the wood and starts a fire with no effort. “Good human, you know who wears the saddlebags in this relationship.”

I look at her back that is sporting a quick made twine basket with a small pile of berries in it. “If you want, I could be your saddlebag for a little while.”

She trots over and presses her nose to my crotch then giggles as I stumble back. “I thought you wanted to be my saddlebag? I’ve gotta make sure you’re quality before I slip you on.”

“You know I’m quality, we have two children together.”

“And what’s that have to do with me wearing you? C’mon, let me sample them.”

I smirk and raise my shirt enough to expose myself and she actually scrutinizes them. “Well, they’re a bit small, can’t really use them for much. I’ll give you half a bit for them.”

“Half a bit?!” I’m aghast. “I’d pay twice that for you to take my wife off my hands.”

She gives me the most motherly deadpan look I can get. “Go get the food ready.”

“Yes, ma’am!” I shout and drop my shirt, jog past her and hop over the fire, run like a dork to the cart that we hauled all our camping stuff here in and start digging through a trunk that contains our food and come across a zucchini. Brandishing it like a sword I call to Silver. “Hey, I wanna put this vaggie in my mouth.”

She looks over and bursts out laughing. “You're so gross!”

Yeah, that’s the relationship we have.

“Tag! You’re it!”

“NO! I was touching the safe spot.”

“Nuh-uh, you wasn’t! Dad, Night Light isn’t playing fair.”

“I am so! You’re not fast enough to catch me before I get safe.”

“I have little legs still, it’s not my fault.”

“You have to eat more vegetables so you can grow up and win at tag then.”

I enjoy sitting by a crackling fire, even if it’s during the afternoon. Always have loved a good camping fire. When I was a boy I’d go camping by a lake and there’d be a fire going the whole time. Someone would make sure of it.

“Are you okay, Sweetie? You’re very quiet.”

I look at Silver beside me and nod. “Yeah, just remembering fires and camping as a boy back home.”

“Tell me about it?”

“Well, I went to the lake a few times every summer; you know, family camping. I always enjoyed it, even if I was the one with little legs.” She giggles. I tell her about food I’d eat, swimming, playing, and overall just being a normal kid.

“That sounds like a lot of fun. Do you miss it?”

I look at her and smile. “Not for a second,” I tell her as my hand slides to her back end and I pinch the sides of her tail. She jumps a little bit, since that’s one of her secret spots and her tail swishes instinctively, sending dirt and dried grass over us. I lean over and kiss her, letting my hand slide a little further under her tail and against her pussy.

“Mommy! Night Light won’t let me tag her!”

Aaand there goes that moment. Silver snaps at the children. “Night Light, let your brother tag you and let us have a moment!”

“Fine, let’s play hide and seek.”

“You’re it!”

“No, you're it!”

The children are rushing around hiding from each other in the bushes while I return my finger to my wife and let it slip inside her moist body. She kisses me again and moves a little so I can start to work my magic.

She giggles. “It feels good.”

“Thanks,” I whisper as I slide knuckle deep inside her. She moans and bites her bottom lip letting her eyes close as I start to slide in and out of her. Her hoof trails my leg and finds my now hard cock and her eyes open quickly.

“Wow, that was fast.”

“That’s not something you say often,” I tease and swirl my finger inside her making her gasp.

“Let’s find a bush to make love behind,” she suggests.

I think and look around, then realize the children are hiding from each other. “What about them?”

“It’s just sex, let’s do it right here,” she’s taking breathy now. Becoming her insatiable self that needs to feel my cock buried deep within her. “I want to smell like your cum.”

That gets a good jolt of good feelings from my groin. I start fingering her faster. “I can’t just make love right here.”

Her tongue enters my mouth as she kisses me, sending shivers all over my body and she chuckles. “I’ll do all the work.”

She uses her magic to lift my shirt and expose my cock as she gets up, leaving my wet finger on the pillow and she walks in front of me. She starts to lower her hindquarters, ready to take me inside her when the kids both start screaming.

She stands again and starts galloping to them with me hopping up and running after her, ready to fight a manticore if I must.

We find both our children holding each other and screaming while pointing to a spider on its web in a bush.

“Are you serious?” we ask in unison, in sardonic defeat.

“Spiders are scary! Kill it daddy, please.”

“Why, you already killed it,” I mumble. Silver bumps her head into my side and looks up to me with a slight frown.

Silver smiles warmly and addresses the little ones. “Now, children. It’s just a little spider and hasn’t done anything to you. Let’s just go back to the campsite and relax with some juice and snacks.”

“Yay, snacks!” they shout and suddenly they’re better now.

I shake my head and look down to my toes and apologize to my soft penis. Silver turns and nuzzles my crotch. “Don’t worry, you’ll get some soon.”

She trots off, tail high and showing me she’s still ready.

We eat our snacks and play for a couple of hours. A leaf pile can make a great place to jump into, especially when magic reforms it after every dive. Red Rover was fun, but I was calling that one. We played hide and seek tag, which is exactly what it sounds like. We had a climbing contest that Day Light won, because Mommy’s magic.

A digging contest that Night Light won, thanks to a pre dug hole and a head start.

Finally we decide to take a hike through the woods. It’s long to me, but I’m not a pony so all that standing and walking was almost too much. When the children would run ahead I’d take time to tease Silver by mounting her from behind and pressing my semi hard dick against her pussy lips. She hopped me off with a little buck and snorted at me, but didn’t scold me each time.

I pinched her ear a few times, ran my hands through her mane in just the way she likes, and when we stopped for a mid-trek snack I took a bite of her apple when she wasn’t looking and denied it. Ponies get turned on in such weird ways, or maybe it’s just females in general, but the more silly-mean I am to her the more she wants me.

We make it back and I add more wood to the fire to bring life into it again and before long the sun is setting, casting the brighter colors of the rainbow across the sky before darkening in a beautiful way until the light fades.

The stars came out like blinking lights turning on, staying lit as the moon rose behind the trees almost as quickly as the sun had set. I toss more wood on the fire and we sit around the firepit and enjoy the sound of wood crackling as fire penetrates it and dances out the sides of some of the burning logs.

I hold Silver close to me a few times and nip at her ear with my lips, I growl quietly to her, I even whisper to her that I’m going to chase her down and ravage her like the monster I am. She pushes me away after so many flirtatious comments and readjusts herself enough so I know she’s getting all hot and bothered.

As a family we sing the Equestrian national anthem, the Ponyville song, a random song I started singing and they all joined in without missing a beat. I don’t know or even want to understand how ponies can sing a song they’ve never heard and in perfect key through the whole freaking song. You haven’t heard anything until you’ve gotten a whole town to sing Enter the Sandman at my birthday two years ago.

Where’d the melody even come from? Seriously, DJ Pon3 has hooves and a record based mixer, there’s no freaking way she had a copy of a Metallica jam ‘just by chance’.

We roast marshmallows and giggle the whole time. Sharing from a jug of cider I purchased yesterday from Applejack. Unpleasant mare to be around but if you say you're going to buy from another vendor she'll cut you a deal.

Anyway, we spent time telling silly stories and let the children make jokes that I swear only children think are funny.

Silver told a scary story second to last about some rusty horseshoe and lastly I told a scary story from when I was a kid. I told the one about a pony chasing you in his ‘cart’ while you’re riding in your ‘cart’ and he’s scaring you by being aggressive, then you ditch him and it turns out he was warning you about a killer in the back seat where you couldn’t see.

Yeah, wide eyes and trembling legs all around. It may have been a bit much but it was a good story and I think they all love it, because the look on their faces are a mix of fear and awe.

Lastly the children chased each other for a while taking turns being a monster and I held my wife against my side and whisper little flirtations comments to make her want me even more.

“Okay, time for fillies and colts to go to bed while mommy and daddy clean up and prepare for tomorrow’s activities!” she finally shouts.

“Okay, mommy,” they shout in almost unison and finish their lap around the area and take turns hugging us.

“I’ll be right back,” she tells me. And I mean tells me! She goes with the young ones into the tent and a mere moment later she’s trotting out quickly and returns to my side on her cushion that’s overlapping mine.

She lays her head on my lap and I start petting her neck as she tells me about her feelings about the day. The logs burn and crackle, lighting us in hues that remind me of the sunset. “Silver, you’re more beautiful than the sunset,” I say without thinking.

“You’re the sweetest, honey,” she says and nuzzled my belly and lifts her head slowly after hooking her horn at the base of my shirt and takes it up with her, just enough to slide a hoof along my leg and to my balls.

“What’re you doing?”

“What’s it feel like I’m doing?” she replies quickly, softly as her magic lifts and holds my shirt up and her muzzle lowers. I place my hand on the back of her neck and grab a handful of hair as she takes my growing manhood into her lips. “Mmm, get ready,” she mumbles and then takes me all the way into her mouth.

I feel her hard flat teeth gliding along my shaft and then I’m pressing against her tongue. I shudder as she licks my dick head as she slides me out of her mouth, then starts bobbing for apples, we call it. I moan as she maneuvers herself into a more comfortable position and rests her forelegs on my leg to hold herself up.

I let my left hand trail down her mane, along her back, and with a slight reach I grab her dock. Her tail swishes my arm but there’s no stopping me as I reach around and with expert skill let my middle finger slip inside her, followed by my ring finger. She moans as I start to finger her wet pussy, the fire lighting us as we indulge our passions.

With skill I’ve learned over years with her I let my fingers trace her vulva, from clit to anus and back, sliding inside her every pass. Her hind legs are trembling and I’m putting all my focus on pleasing her, but she’s trying really hard to get me to cum in her mouth. She says it makes her feel proud because she can get me to cum in more ways than just inside her pussy.

She releases me from her mouth. “Oh, right there, don’t stop,” is all she says before she returns to sucking me like she wants me to get there soon. I’m a bit doubtful, though.

Sure, the slurping sounds are hot and her saliva is wetting my balls, but it’s not the same as being inside her warm body, sharing the feeling of oneness with her. Minutes pass and I’m starting to feel that tingle inside my body.

She’s panting heavily, she’s going to cum soon.
I feel her pussy winking her clit against my palm as I let my fingers enter her at a slow steady rhythm, knuckles deep and I bend them against her vaginal walls.

I stop to circle her clit every so often until she sits up and stomps a forehoof onto the ground beside my leg twice and growls to the sky. “Buck, me!” Her body tenses as she orgasms as I quickly finger bang her to keep her body full of good feelings.

She hooks her tail around my assaulting hand and pulls me out of her and I can’t help but giggle as she collapses, resting her head on my lap. Her panting is heavy and short, but I’m not there yet.

I move to get up, to mount her from behind and get it over quick but she shakes her head. “No, I need to recover, just give me a few minutes.”

I chuckle and pat her head, scratching her cheek lightly. “Okay, let me know when you’re ready.”

She hums and I hear her yawn. Yeah, she’s done for a couple hours, not minutes. “Silvie, go to bed, I’ll be along shortly and when you’re ready, see if I’m still in the mood.”

“No, I’ll feel bad if you don’t,” she pauses to yawn, “cum. Just, rub it onto my belly,” she offers.

“Nah, I don’t wanna do that. I want it all inside somepony, if you know what I mean?” I run my fingers along her side.

She stands and nods, kissing my cheek and nuzzling me. “I love you, my big human. You’re the best thing to happen to me.”

I smile and hug her. “You’re the best thing to happen to my world.”

“Come to bed soon, okay? I wanna cuddle with my hubby.”

“I’ll cum soon, alright.”

She rolls her eyes with a big half smile. “You will, I promise.”

With that she walks over me and stops to let me smell her sweet aroma. “Naughty mare, teasing me like that.”

She winks her eye at me and leaves me by the fire and goes into the tent. It’s a great day. I feel myself smiling regardless of not being able to cum inside her, I got her to cum and got a pretty good blowjob out of it, but I might need to take care of it myself if I can’t cum inside her… or I can go to bed and hope for the best.