Ass Of Steel…

It was fucking hot.

More than that, it was humid. Being this far south was a pain. I could definitely tell why some ponies called this a punishment locale. With a flip of my wing, I managed to wipe some of the sweat from my forehead. Construction work was always shitty. I was an engineer. Well an engineer in training, but that didn’t stop the higher ups from putting a shovel in my hooves and ordering me out outside the compound to help replace the plumbing. Whatever. Today’s work was almost done anyway, and the sun was slipping below the horizon.

“Scribe Xander, I’ve been watching you work, and uh, you haven’t moved nearly as much dirt as your fellow rangers.” One of the Paladins in charge said to me, to which I turned around and gave a forced neutral expression.
“It’s hard work,” I said simply. I wasn’t any shorter than the other ponies, not really, but even after sweating my ass off and turning my muscles to Jello, I wasn’t as well adapted.

“I understand you’re a pegasus, so I’ll let you off easier. Just continue that trench for another meter.” They probably thought they were some kind of saint, but I guess it was better than two meters.

“Aye, aye...” I said simply and stuffed the handle back into my mouth.

They simply turned around and headed off to the mess, along with the rest of the ponies working. I shook my head briefly, before realizing that was making me swing the shovel.

Fuck this.

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It had been a while, and the sun was nearly devoured by the curve of the earth. I was finally nearing completion. And then I saw a set of shapes moving towards me. The patrol was coming back. I kept working as they passed by, with some of them making snide comments from within their armoured suits.
‘Turkey, Bird Brain, Wingjob.’

It wasn’t easy being basically the only pegasus in the Rangers. If there were more than a few, maybe they’d make a reconnaissance corp or something. As it stood, I was a demographic rounding error. I made do though, even if I’d never be a Knight or a Paladin, that was fine by me. They could go out and get shot at. I was mostly content keeping their armour moving… Even if I had to replace a poop pipe every once in a while… Finally the group had filed past, and I could dig the final stretch in peace.

Maybe I let my guard down a little too much, because as I was removing the last shovelful of dirt-

“Boo!” A pony yelled from behind me. I jerked and dropped my shovel before turning to face them.

“W-Why?” I asked them as I searched their face for ill intent. After a few seconds I remembered who this pony was, I had seen her a few times on the base. She was an Initiate knight, and a head taller than me in her armour. Her blue eyes shined with humour and she laughed at my near heart attack.

“I mean, it was a golden opportunity. No, but seriously, it’s about to get cold, why the fuck are you out here?” She asked with equal parts concern and curiosity.

“Uh, I’m digging out a section of trench...”

“Ah.” She said before yawning loudly. “Are you done?”

“Sure.” I said quickly. It wasn’t like the fucker was gonna measure exactly. “Why are you so behind the others?”

“I could ask you the exact same question,” she replied swifty. “But, I took off my helmet when the sun went down and slowed down a bit. Sometimes being alone out here on the frontier is… Desirable.”

“I see, well, I’m about to head back in, probably eat and shower-”
“Same.” She interjected and grabbed my shovel, before stuffing it in a scabbard intended for high caliber rifles on her back. “You seem chill enough, and I’ve never really gotten to know a Pegasus before.”
“Th-Thanks,” I responded after a second of staring at the armoured blonde before me.
“Well, do you wanna get some chow or would you rather stay out here and share body heat?”
“U-Uh-” My tongue lolled out of my mouth as I felt my face flush red.
“Come on you dolt,” Icepick said before dragging her armoured tail across my body. The warm, segmented metal felt better than it should have.
“A-Alright...” I said with a gulp as I felt my plans for the night evaporate. Then again, anything that involved a girl was probably better than reading history books and talking to my bunkmate about what I was gonna do back in Ramsgard.

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“So, I took looked the Arabian in the eye, and he just dropped to the ground and started trying to lick my hooves. The rest laughed at that. I kicked him in the muzzle and watched him walk away,” Icepick paused and watched my reaction. “I don’t actually know Arabian. Or like having my hooves licked in public.”

“Oh?” Was all I said as we dined together, some of the last ponies left in the mess. We had probably ten minutes before they would kick us out. The half-eaten daisy sandwich in front of me had been solid. So, I figured that I owed the kitchen staff that much.

“Yeah, so I blame those assholes for the most part. They could have explained the situation to him in no time. But they left the poor merchant bleeding on the street, though I bet he survived.” She took another bite of pasta before looking at my face for a response.

“It really is different, being a combat ranger. I-I’ve never really talked to an Arabian before...” I answered, thinking about the few times I had gone off base. Most of the time, I was in the back of a group with larger, more experienced ponies doing all of the talking.

“I kinda envy you personally,” Icepick said wistfully. “My talent is more borderline, but we don’t have a non armoured EOD unit, I had to be trained to wear the suit. And you know that once you’re in the armour, you’re going into combat.” Her eyes sparkled at what must have been the recent past. She only looked to be around twenty.

“What’s your talent?” I asked simply, enjoying the conversation with the pretty mare.

“I’ll show you my cutie mark later, but it’s explosives. Small ones, shaped ones, fragmentation bombs, all of them. But I can kick ass with just my hooves or a rifle,” I heard her pause and take another bite.

“Sh-Show me?” I felt a little bit of extra blood flooding my face.

“I mean, we’re dirty ponies, you from digging holes, me from patrolling the desert and wishing for a balefire winter. We gotta shower right?” Alright, that blood was heading somewhere else now.

“Y-yeah, I am a dirty pony...” I bit my lip as I realized what I had said. She broke into a broad smile, before chuckling loudly.

“Sure you are.”

Eventually, we left the mess hall and she pointed me in the directions of the showers, which was fair. I still had a bunch of shower time left- The showers, were Co-ed and empty, so, it wasn’t much of a hard time to find a some stalls in the corner that at least had an illusion of privacy. I started to strip down in front of mine, and right as I scanned my holotag, she bumped her shoulder into me.

“Dontcha want company?” Icepick was still wearing her undersuit, but even that just made me want to see her naked. This though, I wasn’t quite expecting.

“Y-Yeah, I guess,” I said as I watched her spin around. “What are you-”

“Help a sister out?” She said as she shook her ass in front of my face. It wasn’t hard to spot the shiny zipper that sat beside her left hind leg. Icepick looked at me from over her shoulder, her blue eyes shining at me as she grinned. I moved automatically, pushing my head in between her legs. I felt her drop her tail over my neck. Lightly grasping the zipper with my teeth, I nervously pulled it down her flanks. Because of the angle I ended up pressing my head against her thighs. They were muscular, but with just enough jiggle. Trying to keep my cock from getting hard was a battle already lost, as I got the zipper further down her body. My eyes had plenty of time to watch her nipples get hard as the cold air made touch with them.
“Mmm, thanks.” Icepick said before gripping the zipper with a hoof and dragging it all the way to her chest. “So, do you just wanna stay down there all night?”
I yelped and got my body out from under her barrel. To add to the mixed signals, she lifted her tail up at the exact instant my head was in front of it. The whiff of mare and sight of a tight cunt made my cock twitch. When she spun around to face me, the grin written across her muzzle made it clear- she knew exactly what she was doing.
“See something you like?” Her words hit me like a brick as she walked past me and into the stall I had scanned with my ID.
“U-uh, that’s mine...” I said weakly as she turned on the tap, instantly turning her mane wet and darkening her grey coat.
“In old equestria, the boy always paid for the first date.” She answered instantly before stamping the ground beside her with a hoof. I may have been a bit clueless, but I knew when to climb into a confined space with a hot mare. And so I did, making sure to close the door with a wing. I was muzzle to muzzle with her in the tight space.
“Y-You know a lot about old equestria, don’t you?” I asked her just loudly enough to be heard over the water.
“It’s our real home, it wasn’t perfect, but it was green and ponies were happy. Once.” She paused and sighed audibly. It wasn’t right to see an expression like that on a pretty mare. “But that’s all in the past.”

“Right,” I looked at the soap dispenser and pressed it with a wing, collecting the suds before looking at her with a grin that looked anything but natural. “I can get your back?”

“Sure you can,” she smiled at me before turning around and sitting her rump down on the floor. For once I could look at her head without tilting mine back. With a hoof I spread the soap all over her back, taking a moment to surreptitiously smell her mane. She giggled a bit as my nose pressed into the back of her neck. I leaned back immediately before she turned her head and looked at me. From that angle-

“Someone is a little excited,” Icepick added with a laugh. “Okay, more than a little.” Without thinking I wrapped my hooves around the larger mare and pressed my lips to hers. Her warm back pressed against my stomach, and my shaft, the latter leaving something a bit more sticky than soap behind. She met the kiss in stride, opening her lips and letting me inside- just to push past my own tongue. When she was properly in my mouth, she batted my tongue to the side and explored the inside of my muzzle. That was when my wings flared out. She yelped in surprise, leaving my muzzle alone for a second.

“Uh, that’s normal…” I said afterwards, dancing lightly on my hooves as the surprised earth pony got her heart rate back to normal.

“R-right,” she replied a moment later before turning herself around. “Well, get the rest of me then.” With her rump raised, wet and voluptuous, my wings and the rest of me was gonna stay hard. I trotted forward and started with another hoofful of soap, draping in longing passes over her flanks, before dipping lower to her cutie marks. A gentle moan from her told me I was doing well. Moments pass as I started on the top of her rump, I was just about to start going around her tail as she lifted it up. My eyes opened widely as I was inches away from a wet marehood, and a tight looking ass. “Why are you stopping?” She asked me before shaking her ass in my face again. Once again she wrapped her tail around my neck and drug my face forward- The second kiss I made on this mare was her dock. I didn’t mind though, any part of this glorious ass was good with me.

“I missed,” Icepick said with a moan as I got my face covered in wet tail as I nibbled on her dock. My hooves groped her flanks, squeezing as roughly as I thought anypony would want. “Harder!” I obliged, somehow managing to feel the hard muscle under her soft ass. That was just before I felt her throw her entire body in reverse, driving me backwards with only a quick raising of my neck keeping me from a head injury. Still, it knocked the breath out of me just as she dropped her rump over my face. Between the water and the thick flanks covering my face, I was almost worried about my ability to breath.

That was before she shuffled herself over me, lifting her ass up just enough for me to get some air in. Without the immediate threat of sweet suffocation, I tentatively stuck my tongue out, licking the outer labia of her pussy. She moaned hard before pressing her butt back down on me. I grasped her flanks with my forelegs and tried to push her off, but she weighed more than me on a good day, nevermind the fact I had no leverage.

“C’mon, you’ve been ogling me since before I got out of my armour, so the least you can do is appreciate my ass.” She said loudly before picking up and dropping down a little farther back, my muzzle was directly under her slit. I guess she wanted- “Yes!” She yelled as I stuck my tongue into her pussy. The taste of water and mare was nicer than I expected as I was forced to eat her out.

I moaned into her slit when I felt the edge of a fetlock touch my cock. It had been under appreciated up till now. With the lightest touch she could muster, she stroked up and down, before grinding against the flat top of my cock, straining from all the blood that wasn’t getting to my brain. Or something. She began to grind her body over my face, even as I tried to tongue fuck her tight little slit. The only stimulation she was giving me was the occasional rub with her hooves. Still, it was enough to keep my cock throbbing.

Eventually her moans began to pick up in intensity, with more and more wetness flowing out of her slit, the muscles getting tighter and tighter around my tongue. “Come on, come on!” She rode roughly over my muzzle, before finally fucking herself to the point of cumming, locking up atop me, and falling over, her muzzle pressing against my cock. And with all of my strength I managed to flip the two of us on our side. I took a breath of moist air, it tasted like sweet ambrosia.

“That was good,” she said breathlessly. My cock throbbed in the heat, still being pressed against her body. I just sat there, breathing heavily as she picked herself up. “You should sit against the wall for the next part.”

“Will I live through the next part?” I asked equally breathlessly. Though clearly my desire to fuck was overriding my self-preservation.

“That was an accident, mostly, so quit being a foal. You’ll like this next part!” She said from over shoulder, pussy gleaming from my saliva as much as her own juices and the water from the tap.

“S-sure,” I said with uncertainty, pressing my back up against the wall of the shower stall. The painted cinder blocks pressed coldly against my back, but I didn’t have long to think about that, as Icepick dropped her rump down in my lower lap, before wiggling backwards into my cock. My cock was wedged between her cheeks. My moan caught her attention, just before she picked her rump up and dropped it back down, forming a tight funnel of flesh between my own stomach and her ass. At some point my hooves found her flanks and rubbed and squeezed away at her as my hips thrust up against her heart shaped ass.

“I told you so!” She moaned as my cock slipped against her slit.

“Y-yeah,” I moaned as I felt the edge of my cock slip inside her. Without thinking I pulled her hips down with my hooves, and that edge became half my cock, much to the surprise of Icepick.

“C-coulda w-warned me!” She yelled as she let out a tense breath, still her next motion was to sink down on my shaft, spreading that wonderful feeling of warm flesh over my length.
“Yeah, you coulda warned me before mounting my face!” I said as my hips bucked up to taut thighs, the sound of wet fur smacking against wet fur bounced around the room. Her only reply was a husky moan, and a familiar tightening of her pussy. It felt like I was being surrounded on all sides by sensation, her warmth and tightness on my front, cold tile and brick under and behind me. I grunted and let my hoof drift around to her front, running the soft part of my hock over her teats, giving her pause.

“More of that Birdy,” Icepick said with a huff. Before dropping down hard on my shaft, my twitching cock expanding at the front. I huffed verbally before shifting myself upwards when she drew back. With my hardened wings I managed to push the both of us back to our hooves, well, her hind legs stayed erect. Icepick half collapsed on the ground, her ass being the only thing remaining standing. “Did I touch a nerve?” She asked while wiggling her wet, curvy rump in my face. I was gonna fuck her, only not the way she expected.

With a bigger jump than I would like to admit to, I managed to get my body lined up with hers. The feeling of tight marehood over my cock washed over me again, even as an evil part of me knew that wasn’t my final destination. My smile matched hers for once, as her hips bucked back against mine in a rhythm that made her moan like a metronome. “Come on, rut me harder!” She asked as I pulled back. I thought that I had enough lube on my dick at this point.

“Are you sure?” I asked her with trepidation in my voice. This mare had nearly brained me, and was burning through my water ration.

“Yes!” She yelled back at me. Tightening around me as she did so. She felt so wet, like velvet was gripping my cock, but I knew what I wanted was a few inches above her pussy- I pulled my cock out of her slit, and without saying a word pressed my cock head against her asshole. “Wha-” She had time to say before I sunk the first few inches of my cock past her tight little asshole. Icepick shook under me, simultaneously shocked and aroused. I moaned loudly as my hips strained against her tight ring. Eventually though, the power of stallion hind legs won against her ass. Shoving more of my cock up inside her spasming asshole had my cock flaring. I had to stop and look down at her to realize she was having a hard time. “You fucking dick!” Her words didn’t affect me too much.

Before she could buck me off, I pressed the rest of my cock into her, feeling my entire cock covered by tight, hot ass. I was inside the object of my desire, and it felt fucking amazing. I stopped when our hips came into contact. “See, that wasn’t that bad Icepick!” I told her with a smile as her shaking slowed down. One of my forehooves went down her back, stroking down her spine. Her rippling muscles stilled themselves. “And you nearly killed me earlier,”

“I didn’t think you had it in you,” she said after a few seconds. “Your dick feels way bigger in there, by the way.” I took her words as assent to pull back and slowly stuff her again. This time her groan had a shadow of a moan in it, all the while my cock felt her tightest hole wrapped around it. When I struck her thick ass again, I let my hooves leave the ground for a second. Hammering her plot hole was the best feeling ever. I had only ever gotten a blowjob before, but this was the feeling I would kill for. Some dark part of me realized that I had basically taken advantage of this mare.

“I’m glad you like it,” I said sardonically, before thrusting again. If she was already liking it. The little butt slut. Then she could take more. My lips opened as I felt the electricity flow up my spine spike up as my tip began to widen again. If she was tight before, then the feeling of my flaring cock going in and out of her tight ring was like a pony kicking their hinds through O Rings.

I looked down at her, instead of a grimace there was a half smile on her face. Maybe she had a secret desire to be dominated. Maybe. It was all I could think as I pounded away faster and faster, pushing in and out of her tight ring. My ears turned down when I heard something unexpected, a loud moan from Icepick.

“I heard that, Bubblebutt” I said with a laugh, my cock on the edge of release.

“Shut up Turkey!” She yelled back before slamming her hips back against me. That was what put me over the edge, her tight ring spasmed as I slammed home one last time. My cum started to fill her up, spurt after spurt firing from my cock like I had been saving up. I hadn’t. My hooves drifted all over her body as the electricity danced over my lower body. Moments later she pulled forward and my softening cock exited her rump with a pop. A line of white cum began to drip down the crack of her ass before she spun around to face me.

I wasn’t expecting the punch to the face that she gave me. The next thing I remembered was looking up at her from the floor.

“That was for fucking my ass- without asking.” She looked at me with her muzzle flared, halfway between anger and mirth. Icepick then extended a hoof to me, turning the shower off at the same time. When I reluctantly took her hoof and got up, my face reminding me just what this mare was capable of. I was gonna have a bruise- Then she kissed me. Not hard, or deep, but her lips met mine for a good second or two. “That was for being a decent lay, and taking a punch like a stallion.”

“I’m sorry-” I replied quickly, suddenly aware of what my cock had made me do.

“It’s in the past, sorry is a stupid fucking word. Just don’t do it again okay, or I’ll get you in the balls, with my teeth.” She smiled broadly at me. Her teeth were nothing special, all blunt like a ponies should be…

“Again?”

“I still haven’t gotten to play with those wings like I want, besides, I like a stallion with a death wish.”

“Death wish?” I asked softly. I didn’t think…

“Well, thanks for the water and the cum Bird boy, see you around.” Icepick said after a few seconds before trotting out the door. A moment later I turned the water back on, ready to soap myself up. I had still done digging duty. I was still the same pegasus I thought I was. I wasn’t the kind of stallion to force it in a mare’s ass…

I didn’t have a death wish?

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