My Spooky Pony: Fuckhouse of Horror

In the most respectful way possible, you had nothing but hate for the great big outdoors.

It was a combination of factors, really. The existence of spiders was a big one, surely. There was really never a good reason to connect with nature as a kid, either, since you could learn everything and more just by watching a few cartoons and browsing the internet. So far, in all 18 years of life, you had exactly zero good experiences out and about in nature.

Yet, you almost blindly accepted this trip to go hiking in the mountains. Brilliant.

You couldn’t be faulted completely for your hasty decision making, though. Anyone would hear In-laws were over and see hanging out with friends as an oh-so convenient out. You just wished you had the wisdom to ask what was being done before agreeing to spend 2 days in the mountains, doing nothing but walking and “oohing and aahing” at random passerby animals and plants. At least, that what hiking looked like on TV.

But, even if your in-laws agreed to come on the trip and bring your annoying snot-nosed half brother along, it would’ve paled in comparison to stumbling through the woods, lost in the first hour of travel.

“G-Guys?” The chatter you’d normally hear with a group of friends became eerily quiet for a few moments. While you were too busy wondering if you could somehow jerryrig your phone to catch some sort of signal, the rest of the group had found some other pile of feces to entertain them, you were sure. “Well, shit. Nothing a bit of searching can’t fix.”

Trudging through the undergrowth alone was even more of an experience. At least before you could listen to your friends chopping it up, and having a good time, but now the sounds of the mountains were ever so ambient. If the fear of a wild animal jumping out of the bushes to bite you wasn’t looming over your head, you would have appreciated the noises of the surrounding area.

At least you didn’t have to worry about food, since you were stuck with the rations for the whole trip. Combined that with the fact that you hadn’t eaten as you rushed out of the house a few hours ago, and you found yourself pulling the large bag with all the food in it over your shoulder and onto the ground in front of you. The others might’ve wanted that turkey sandwich, but it’s tough titties for them for leaving you alone.

You take a seat under a tree. The fading sunlight is unable to reach you here, so it’s a bit dark. Still, though, you take a seat and bite into the sandwich. It only takes a few bites to scarf it down, so you finish still feeling a bit hungry. The others probably won’t find you for a while, and it’s not like they can’t leave the forest and get some more later. So, you reach for another sandwich.

But there gone.

You frown, wondering if you misplaced the large knapsack by accident. Once you figured you couldn’t be that absentminded, you shot up, frantically looking all around you. The food missing wasn’t really the problem.

It was what snatched it that caused problems.

“I wouldn’t say I snatched it, really. Just borrowed indefinitely.” The voice of a woman sprouted up sharply behind you, startling you for a bit. When you turned, you were met with a surprising dose of midriff. You had to tilt your head upwards before you could see the woman’s face. “I’ll make sure I pay you back, I promise!”

“I, uh… wow,” you stuttered out. “You’re… really tall.”

And tall she was. A few feet taller than you, and you were pushing 6’. Surprisingly, though, her height was the least interesting thing about her. Her hair looked more like an unruly den of pink curls than anything else. A curved horn pushed out from the front, which looked quite sharp. But, even this didn’t distract you from the fact that she was practically bursting out of her top. If you could call the rags she wore over her breasts a top.

“Really?” she asked, raising her eyebrow. “I just think you’re reeeally short!”

“W-Well, I guess…” You were all up for conversing with half naked tall chicks, but you swallowed your libido and spoke actual sentences. “So, who… what the hell are you?” She smiled and struck a superman pose.

“Just your friendly neighborhood orge, Pinkie Pie!” She said it with such confidence, your own started to plummet. “I wandered out of my camp, looking for a guy, but realized I hadn’t eaten all day. Then I saw that you had some sandwiches just lying around, so I kinda helped myself.” She reached behind her (swaying her absolutely fantastic rack around as she did so) and handed you the empty bag you’d been carrying.

“I’m Anon…” you say meekly as you accept the bookbag. It’s completely barren. You sigh, putting it on anyways. “But… damn I looked away for a second.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I’ll pay you back.” You would’ve asked how she planned on doing that if she hadn’t grabbed your shoulder and pushed you down. “It’ll be a Pinkie Promise!”

“What the bitch?” you exclaim as you’re pinned to the ground. You try to push back against her but even with just one hand, she’s impossibly strong. “Uh, Pinkie, w-what are you doing?”

“Didn’t I tell you earlier?” she said, seemingly as confused as you aIre. “I’m looking for a guy. I’m kinda horny right now.” Then she chuckles to herself. “Heh. Horny, get it?” She taps her horn.

Speaking of horns, the one in your pants is starting to rise, and Pinkie is keen enough to notice. She licks her lips, using her free hand to pull your pants down and off like they were loose fitting. It was a weird feeling, being handled like this, but your cock didn't seem to mind, poking up in the air like a rocket ready for blast off.

“Ooh, nice one,” she said, grasping the shaft. Though her strength was off the charts, she at least handled you lightly. She gently massaged you, going from base to tip in short quick bursts since her hands we'd so big. Her palms were rough, but not at all unpleasant.

“Could you let me free?” you asked, struggling against her hands once more. “It's not like I'm going anywhere.”

“Sure! But...” she trailed off, but cheerfully released your hands. With dexterity you weren't sure she should possess, she hopped on top of you, pinning you in a way more enjoyable way. She playfully wiggled her ass in your face. “You gotta put ‘em here!” Not looking to argue, you quickly stripped her of her bottom, and saw what was underneath.

Her pussy was already dribbling, running down her inner thighs slightly. You massaged them first, feeling how soft and thick they were. Not wanting to waste too much time, you use a hand to pull apart her lips, revealing a bright pink underneath that made your dick even harder. You could only admire it for so long before you had to dive in for yourself.

From your position, your movement was hindered, but you were still able to use the full length of your arm. Two fingers seems fine, but three elicits a soft moan from Pinkie. She stops for a second as your fingers squish against her sides, but quickly counters back by drizzling hot saliva onto your tip before swallowing the whole thing in one go. Her hand goes back to jerking you off, but the other one cups your sack, fondling your balls and squeezing them together.

You quickly move to using your tongue, first lapping up the cum quickly flowing from her cunt, then to the inner folds themselves. Somehow, it all tasted sweet, like a cotton candy, which turned you on even more. Every lap seemed to make her body shake, which was noticeable when she was sitting on your chest. You combined your tongue with your fingers, seemingly working magic on the giantess.

She popped your dick out of her mouth, her breaths labored and heavy. Her shaking was worse than ever, and her breathing was becoming a quiet whine.

“Nonny…” Her whine became a wince, and her body shook violently. Suddenly, a spurt of cum slathered your tongue and slid down your throat. You pulled back a bit, but kept your mouth open to catch the other volleys as they squirted out of her. Her cum was pretty viscous, but that didn’t seem to phase you. After your mouth was filled with her oddly sweet cum, she lifted herself off of you, giving you air you didn’t know you were missing, and letting the last few strings of cum around your mouth disconnect from her pussy.

“S-Sorry about that, Nonny,” she said adding an innocent chuckle. You gave your neck a rest, and looking into the now darkened sky. “I was pent up, but I didn’t know it was that bad. Heheh.”

“Fuck, that was a lot…” You lean upwards, pressing your back up against a tree as you catch your breath. You look down, watching your still hardened dick drip with the ogre’s saliva. Pinkie herself is still shaking a bit, slowly regaining her posture. Before she can, though, you stand, and flip her onto her back. Then, you sit on her stomach like she did your chest. The bit of cloth she has over her chest is easily dispatched, and her large, supple breasts are freed to slump to the sides.

“Heheh. What are we gonna do on the ground, Anon?” She presses her breasts together with her hands, their mass almost coming up to your stomach. Your dick slides between them easily, their softness and warmness almost pulling an orgasm out of you immediately. Your hands rest on top of her breasts, a thumb on each nipple.

Your pumps are long and slow at first, but you can’t help but speed up, Her breasts bounce back and forth, sometimes slapping against your chest, as you fuck her. You press down hard on her, flattening out her breasts, but squeezing your dick tighter between them.

“Oh gosh… Anon,” Pinkie’s breath becomes even more labored. Her body begins to quiver again. “It’s getting kinda close… I can feel it.”

“You’re cumming again?” you say, slowing down a bit. “Then you must be really—”

Pinkie lets out a weak cry, then moans as her body does another violent shake. You’re forced to stop completely as a spurt of milk jets up from a nipple you’ve covered with your thumb. The other nipple starts spray as well, covering your face and shirt with sweet, tasty breast milk. You release her, letting them bounce back up and rest to her sides.

“Pinkie?” Her eyes are barely open, and she’s breathing heavily. “You alright? You look out of it.” You feel her arms wrap around your back, pulling you down and pressing your body against hers. Her lips lock with yours for a moment before she brings you in deeper, locking tongues with you. It’s a bit of a shocker, considering just a few moments ago, she seemed playful, but now, after letting you go, she looked a lot sexier than before.

“Anon.” Her voice was different, too. Deeper, and more serious. She glanced down, presumably feeling how hard your dick was against her sopping cunt. “You haven’t cum yet.”

“I’m very resistant,” you respond, jokingly. She doesn’t seem to be too keen on it, though, as she flips you over, pressing your back against the ground.

Without warning, she pressed down on you, her breasts still spilling quite a bit of milk. Your dick poked against her clit, but Pinkie didn’t seem like she wanted you there. She readjusted a bit, moving up further towards you, then pressed down. Your dick instead poked against her ass, and, with a bit of resistance, slipped in.

With just the tip inside, you could feel yourself reaching a climax. You weren’t sure if it was because you’d been blue balled for the past twenty minutes, or if her ass was just that good, but somehow, you manage to push through it and sink your entire shaft into her. It’s really warm, and considering your cock has been wet in all different types of ways, it’s quite slippery. Before you even think about acting on your own, Pinkie lifts and jams her hips into you with a enough force to knock the wind out of you.

And she continues doing this. Every second that passed, she jammed into the ground with the strength of a jackhammer. While your body wasn’t exactly sure what it should be feeling right now, your cock was living it up. With every thrust, it seemed to stretch and pull Pinkie’s tight ass. Still, this was your moment to shine. And you were gonna take it.

When Pinkie pulled up, you mustered the rest of your strength and flipped her over. She was flustered for a moment, but you planted a kiss on her lips, positioned yourself over Pinkie’s pussy, then pushed in. Pinkie gasped, but you stole another kiss from her. You pump her, matching her heartbeat to the sound of your dick squelching her insides.

You can feel it getting close, now. Pinkie’s face was flushed red, and you’d gotten used to her cries of pleasure. Her breasts were not completely wet with breast milk, and they pressed against your midsection, sticking to your shirt. There was a bit of silence as your ears flooded with ringing as you glanced up for a split second to reveal that your friends had walked into the clearing.

So, you had two options. You could, somehow, explain to your friends how you found an ogre in the forest, who proceeded to eat all the rations for the trip, but pay you back in some wild sex, but you blueballed yourself out of cumming multiple times… Or you could bust the fattest nut of your life in front of your friends, most likely ruining your friendship with some of them, and making everything awkward between the ones who stayed.

You gritted your teeth and slammed in full force, feeling the beginning of your cum drool out of your groaning cock. The cum splashed against her womb, washing in with her cum as it pooled in her cunt. Quickly, it overflowed, with both of your orgasm and hers splashing against your lower stomach. Pinkie pulls you in for one last kiss as both you and her empty reserves all over the forest floor, in front of your horrified friends.

You break from Pinkie, and pull your finally satisfied dick out of her with a loud schlick. You fall back, looking at your assortment of friends as they unanimously stare at your dick as it’s slowly sinks to a resting position. You realize you should probably say something to break the tension in the air, and decide on something appropriate.

“The outdoors is fucking awesome, dude.”