The door opened slowly, then shut with a thunk. A large stallion walked into the living room, his hooves tacking against the tiled floor as he laid on the couch. He groaned softly as he stretched. Today, work had been stressful for him. Much more stressful than he’d like to admit. The stallion’s back popped loudly and he groaned happily.
The house was a bit silent, which was strange to him. Normally, his wife, Viper Pit, a young 28-year old, female, who was around 3ft tall, scorpony with a purple mane and pink fur, would normally be causing a bit of a ruckus. However, now, the house was silent, and he wasn’t sure how to feel about the house being so quiet.
That’s when he heard the sound of hooves light trotting against the carpet, a soft noise, but still hearable.
“Stringy! Are you home?” A voice called out, his wife, Viper.
Stringy, or String Theory, was the name of the stallion on the couch, who was currently smiling. This stallion had a blue coat, dark and light blue mane, with no eyes and a curved horn. No, he isn’t blind either, it’s complicated.
“Yes, I am, love!” Stringy replied.
Viper rounded the corner and appeared, her scorpion tail curved, always ready to strike as she walked over to him. A faint hint of Raspberries could be smelled as she got closer. Something else he noticed was that her tail had turned slightly black from its normal dark purple color.
Viper stopped at the end of the couch, then jumped up onto it and walked over to her husband, and laid on his chest, smiling happily. She gently nuzzled him and scooted closer to him, the faint hint of raspberry becoming stronger. Stringy reached out and gently patted her mane, earning him a rare noise from the mare, a soft purr. Stringy smiled a bit, he did always like it when she made cute noises like that, kind of a way to show that he was making her happy in some way.
She gently rolled a bit on his body, flipping over onto her back. She looked him dead in the eyes and asked simply,” How was work today?”
“It was stressful,” Stringy replied as the mare rolled back over onto her belly and nuzzled him. He may have loved the physical attention and affection, but she is most likely wanting something from him, most likely a big pack of gummy worms, long cuddles, or even sex.
“Can I help… lessen the load?” Viper asked, her tone a bit seductive as she bit her lip.
“Really?” Stringy smiled as his hooves wrapped around her and pulled her close.
“Yes,” Viper responded.
Stringy chuckled softly and leaned forward and gently nibbled her ear, a very sensitive spot on her body. His nibbles got him a nice, lovely moan from his wife, who seemed to be enjoying it. Viper purred happily, then looked up at him and smiled. Soon, she wiggled her way out of his grasp and moved backward until she was close to his crotch.
With a sultry smile, she slowly started to grind against his sheath, earning herself a nice grunt from her husband his cock grew. When it was at full hardness Viper grabbed it and pointed it straight up. With a larger smile, she maneuvered herself over it, her tight entrance rubbing against the tip, and pushed herself down onto it.
The reaction was instant, Stringy growled a bit and Viper panted as she pushed herself all the way down, or at least as far as she could on the rod, and stopped for a moment, enjoying the feeling of it being inside her. Stringy placed his hooves on her hips as she began to moves her hips a bit.
“Not a drop will go to waste~,” Viper cooed softly.
Stringy couldn’t respond, her tunnel was tight and much, much, warmer than anything he’d felt from her before. However, he didn’t care, all he cared about was that his wife was now slowly rising and falling on his cock, her tight tunnel squeezing him. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as she went faster.
“It’s so big!” Viper claimed as she went faster, her hooves now on his chest.
“Cause you’re like-,” Stringy grunted and started to meet Viper in mid thrust,” Three feet tall!”
Viper growled a bit but didn’t stop, enjoying the feeling of being thrusted into, in her time of need. She started to moan and growl as she jackhammered down onto him, her mouth hanging open as she took him. Only four minutes in, and she felt her walls quiver, she started clicking at Stringy, her native tongue, practically begging him to make her climax and to cum inside her. Whether Stringy heard it or not, Viper didn’t know as she came. She didn’t stop, however, her lower area ignited with a passion as she went faster, trying to make Stringy pop, and only a few minutes later, he did. His tip flared as he released a large load directly into her womb, filling her up, letting some leak from between them. She panted heavily, yet still rode him, she wasn’t done, and she wasn’t going to be for a while, and from what she could see, and feel with her husband’s hooves clamping down on her flank, he wasn’t either. What he did next was something she didn’t expect but welcomed happily. He started to thrust into her, faster, and faster, earning a long line of pleasant moans and squeaks as he did so. That’s when it started, Viper grew hornier and hungrier, she needed more. She started to swear, at first, it was the occasional swear, then she started to unleash a large volley of vulgar language.
They continued for two more rounds, each time Stringy climaxing inside of her, filling her up even more until her belly bloated a bit. Yet, neither were done, Viper repositioned herself facing him, her tail up high and her legs spread out, and the sticky white cum leaking from her from their last three rounds. Stringy smiled and mounted her, placing his still rock hard member at her entrance.
He thrusted forward, the sound of flesh wet flesh slapping against each other was audible as a bit of the excess shot out and onto the couch. Stringy wasted no time, his wife’s constant command to go harder and faster had grown louder and more fierce. The couch rocked back and forth, squeaking and groaning as the two continued.
“Come on! Faster! Harder! Make me your mare!” Viper shouted as Stringy grunted, it was only after their second round that Stringy knew she was in heat, yet that didn’t stop him, he knew she wanted foals, or as she put it, kits, of her own, and he thought they were ready. The squishy noise of jackhammering into her, the squeaks of the couch, their moans and grunts, all of it went on for a long time, the next few climaxes were just as heavenly as the last three, each one filling Viper up a little more.
Her used tunnel oozed the white, thick liquid as they panted heavily. Viper laid on the couch and smiled more as she saw that Stringy was still rock hard, it had been a while, and now, now it was time to get it all from him.
“Come on, how about again, three more times~?” Viper asked, her legs had given out from the non-stop lovemaking.
“Alright, just for you~,” Stringy smiled as he placed the tip of his cock at her entrance one final time, pushing into her and starting up again.
He grunted softly and pinned her forelegs against the couch, giving him better access to go as fast as he pleased, or was commanded to by Viper. He starts up again, rutting her as fast as he can, the couch groaning and squeaking, Viper moans and demands for him to go faster and harder, the wet, sticky slaps of their loins hitting each other, all music to their ears.
After an hour, the two laid side by side, tired and spent. Viper filled beyond the brim with her lover’s seed, no doubt making her pregnant. Stringy laid next to her, holding her close and panting heavily. They laid there, silently for a few moments. Viper then broke it.
“Hey…. didn’t you say to go get dinner?” Viper asked,” Cause I want to eat out.”
“You’re joking, right?” Stringy’s eyes opened,” You are a mess!”
“I’m hungry though!” Viper responded,” And I know you are too!”
Stringy grunted a bit, he was, and she had a point, and he also knew that arguing with her wasn’t going to solve anything. He sighed and got up and shook out his coat and mane a bit to get rid of any fresh “love juice”. He then got up, placed Viper on his back, shaking a bit at the cold seed slowly oozing onto his back, then headed out with a few napkins to wipe up the mess.
As they headed to a restaurant, some ponies on the street, which there was little off since it was late, showed some emotions as they were stared at. Disgust, embarrassment, and there was a whistle or two of impress. Of course, Viper being Viper, shouted at them, saying this,” You’re all just jealous!”
This, of course, caused Stringy to facehoof, and walk faster to the restaurant. Other than the fact that they had difficulty getting in, the rest of the night was rather enjoyable, until Stringy got home and had to replace the couch and scrub the carpet to death.