Anon slunk backward, trying to keep his distance from the predatory, veteran rock-farming matriarch.

Cloudy was in her element, her body lithe and her movements smooth, one hoof stepping in front of the other, carefully measuring out her pace, like a tiger stalking through the jungle, hunting down an unsuspecting and foolish hunter that had wandered into her domain.

But she wasn’t coming directly at him.

Instead, her circuitous path took her over to her sleeping youngest daughter.

“Marble, how are you doing?” Cloudy purred, tail flicking left and right like a cat.

Marble’s eyes droopily blinked, one eye fluttering open more slowly than the other as she struggled to rouse from her contentedly deep sleep. “Mmm...m-mama?” Her cute and soft voice was so light and innocent Anon could feel his heart-melting.

“Shh, shh… hush, baby… mamma just needs to borrow a little something from you, then you can go back to sleep.” Cloudy cooed, brushing her daughter’s brow lovingly.

Anon still kept his distance. He could see the love in Cloudy’s face for her child… but they way those sharp eyes darted over to him, ready to eat him alive… it sent shivers down his spine.

“That’s it baby, momma will take care of everything.”

Anon watched as Cloudy took one of her daughter’s hind hooves with her left forehoof, using her new-found leverage to part her daughter’s legs. He just barely caught a glimpse of Marble’s shining-slick marehood before a flash of Cloudy’s gray coat obscured his vision. With surprising agility, Cloudy repositioned herself, sliding her two legs around Marble’s lower body, mounting her supine daughter in a scissor-straddle position.

From his viewpoint, Anon could only see Marble’s thigh - he couldn't actually see the unique and rare vision of two marehood grinding and smushing against one another. But from Marble’s groaning reaction he could definitely guess that was exactly what was happening just out of sight.

“Mmmmaammaa…. Mmmhmm…”

Cloudy grinned, down at her daughter, until the young mare shut her eyes and opened her mouth in worldless, satisfied sighs… then she turned to look right at her prey.

Anon gulped, those big blue eyes clearly sizing him up and gauging him to be an easy meal.

“Our new herd-mate really did a number on you, hm Marble?” Cloudy grinned, still staring at Anon. The human couldn’t help but notice the matriarch’s hips giving subtle grinding hip thrusts, pivoting her hips in powerful tilts as if she were actually fucking her daughter… as she ground their cunts together. He couldn’t help but feel, especially with the way that Cloudy was staring him down as she slowly but methodically ground against her daughter, that she was imagining fucking him instead.

“That will do nicely, thank you, Marble.” Cloudy sighed, carefully extricating herself from the groaning mare.

Again, Anon couldn’t see Cloudy’s marehood - only a long silvery strand of clear nectar connecting Marble’s juicy swollen snatch to the hidden zone of forbidden delight underneath Cloudy’s swishing tail. With confidence, Cloudy strode closer to the human. Anon felt his heartbeat rise, he even pulled his feet back from her instinctively - he’d never been so cowed by a mare or woman in his life. He could feel sweat beads popping out on his forehead - was this the moment? Was she going to take him now?

No.

Almost casually, Cloudy trod past the human, over to her second daughter, Limestone - who was still lying prone in what could only be described as a pool of contented pony-flesh.

“And I haven’t forgotten about you, my dear Limestone.” Cloudy chuckled, as she also hooked one of her eldest daughters legs, easily pony-handling the pile of post-orgasmic limbs, muscle and fur, turning the mare onto her side and mounting her as well, this time from behind.
“M-mom?” Lime moaned out, eyes sparkling with dewy confusion.

“You did such a good job Limey.” Cloudy cooed, patting her daughter’s rump with her left hoof as she slid up against her. “I’m just going to borrow a bit of your honey, honey.”

“Mmhm...m-mom…!” Lime moaned happily, twisting her muzzle back into the sheets.

This time Anon could see the barest hint of pony-pussy, as Cloudy wrapped a hoofful of her daughter’s tail around her right hoof to give her leverage as she began to hump into Lime. He couldn’t quite see the matriarch's pony-bits… but he could see Lime’s swollen, puffy pussy-lips as they were massaged by her mother’s own crotch.

Again, Cloudy fixed the human with her eyes, staring down at him with intense focus as the air of the bedroom was filled with the sounds of wet pussy slapping against wet pussy.

*ScHloRp* *ScHloRp* *ScHloRp*

Those big blue eyes never left his face, as she powerfucked her eldest daughter from behind.

*ScHloRp* *ScHloRp* *ScHloRp*

“M-m...mom!” Limestone squeaked, her tail straining and pulling against the hoof that had wrapped it up into a tight knot.

*ScHloRp* *ScHloRp* *ScHloRp*

“Shh, Limey.” Cloudy cooed, eyes not leaving Anon nor her hips breaking their steady, grinding cadence. “Anonymous treated you so dastardly - taking advantage of your weak spot like that… though I suspect Pinkie might have had something to do with that.”

*ScHloRp* *ScHloRp* *ScHloRp*

A few last grinds, and Limestone’s left rear hoof began to kick out wildly pawing at the air in a sublimely cute way - an adorable reaction by the weakened pony to the orgasm drawn out of her by her mother.

“Mm… that’s it, baby, your mother doesn’t need any cheating weak spots to make you feel like the wonderful mare you are.” Cloudy whispered, still staring down the human.

“M-m-mooooooommmmnnnnnngh…..!” Lime quivered and kicked under her mother’s soft and methodical scissoring, jerking in small convulsions.

“That’s it… good girl… good girl…” Cloudy smiled, patting her daughter’s rump. Anon could see the sheets around the two Pies’ union turning damper and damper with soaked mare-juices, could hear the trickling drips of splattering fluid, could just peek at the sparkling drips of splashing, hot honey around Lime’s quivering cunt-lips… “Yes. Yes… that will do, quite well Limey.”

Cloudy snorted out of her nostrils, releasing her quivering older daughter’s leg and extricating herself delicately from the mare. The aftermath of her attention could clearly be seen - Limeston’s pussy was winking wide and insistently once again - her fat inner lips steaming and soaked from the recent attention they’d just been given.

Anon’s eyes couldn’t linger long though, as the imposing little gray mare really was encroaching upon him now, a cock-sure confidence billowing behind those deep dark blue irises.

“B-b-be g-gentle…”

Cloudy snagged Anon’s left ankle with her hoof, at first seeming to caress his foot lovingly… before she suddenly gripped him with ferocity, pulling in one fluid jerk that threw the human from the bed as if he weighed no more than one of the throw pillows near the headboard.

As he sailed through the air, Anon couldn’t help but marvel at the mare’s hidden strength. He’d heard of ‘farmer-strength’ before… obviously, pony ‘farmer-strength’ was a whole other level of intensity… and pony rock ‘farmer-strength’ was a notch above even that.

He landed with a small thump on the floor, soft enough that the wind was not driven from his lungs… but hard enough that he knew he could be manhandled (ponyhandled?) easily. He rolled back onto his elbows, just in time to see the shadow of a pony’s head cast over his hands. He looked up.

Staring down at him was Cloudy, licking her lips before biting her lower muzzle.

“You’ve been such a naughty stallion, Anon.” She grinned slowly shaking her head. “Accosting me and my daughters… chasing after my motherly tail, hoping that you could add me as one more notch on your bedpost… well, we have an old Pie family saying…”

Cloudy stepped off of the bed, gingerly, with great dignity. She put a hoof under the human’s chin, lifting his nervous face up to look into her eyes.

“Be careful what you wish for… because you just might get it.”

“I, Uh…-”

Anon’s babbling response was instantly cut off by Cloudy’s muzzle, which pressed forward and booped against his nose, sending a sparkle of stunning pain through his eyes. Before he could pull back, the mare’s other forehoof had wrapped itself behind the back of the human’s head, pulling him in tightly as she engulfed his mouth with hers.

Anon wasn’t sure if he opened his mouth, or if Cloudy’s ferociously strong tongue wrenched his jaw open - all he knew was that the mare’s tongue was halfway down the back of his throat before he could even blink. Cloudy twisted her head sideways and increased the pressure on the back of his skull, almost painfully pulling their embrace tighter, thrusting her tongue deeper into his throat.

“Hnnggg!” Anon choked, as the thick pony tongue pressed against his tonsils, nearly choking his airway. It was stunning, shocking - he hadn’t expected a… kiss. His hands curled in confusion and reaction. Should he reciprocate? Or just lie still?

He gently reached one of his hands up, intending to stroke CLoudy’s cheek. The instant his fingertip brushed one of the soft tufts of fur near the mare’s cheek, her blue eyes flashed with that dangerous sparkle again. The fat, writhing tongue pulled out of his throat just as quickly as it entered, leaving a wet, hot trail of mucous in its wake… and Cloudy broke their kiss.

Then she slapped him.

The hoof stung, leaving a rosy-red patch of skin in its wake. Painful, but nowhere near the strength that Anon now
knew the little mare possessed. If she had wanted to remove his jawbone with that blow, she could have. Still, it was shocking enough - reminding Anon of just how powerful Cloudy was.

He jerked back, scooching back to a seated position against the wall about a body length from the side of the bed, his knees in front of him defensively. He rubbed his cheek with his hand, looking at the mare with surprise and confusion on his face.

“Wh-wha-”

“Do not mistake my kiss for affection, Anon. I only allow such tenderness from my true love, Ignaceous.”

Anon worked his tongue around in his mouth, the sensations of the older mare’s potent kiss lingering there. “Th-then why the ki-”

“The kiss?” Cloud chuckled, shaking her head softly. She began to turn away from the human, facing the side of her master-bed, which stood about pony-chest height relative to her small size. “I told you I was a traditional mare, didn’t I Anonymous?” She was now facing entirely away from him, her rump pointed at the human, with a small hop, she put her two forehooves onto the top of the mattress. “...and a traditional mare must certainly be kissed…”

Grinning over her shoulder, Cloudy lifted her tail up and out of the way, hiking it proudly above her lithe lower back.

“...before she is fucked.”

Anon almost didn’t dare to look. There was some part of him that was terrified to look away from those eyes - which might so suddenly flashback to their fiery fury. But there was an inexorable pull, a burning need of his own to look upon this beautiful MILF’s plot.

The arched eyebrow from Cloudy was just the final icing on the cake giving him the confidence to look.

Her lovely, well-sheened dark green tail spilled out in a wonderful arc over the small of her lower back, held there proudly by her gray-furred dock, flagged up harshly in the air. A small patch of skin on the triangular tail root was an almost imperceptibly lighter shade of gray - almost a light pink from the flush of her tender skin under the thin coat of fur covering her privates.

Then there was her ponut. A gloriously -sized bud of muscle, colored dark dark charcoal, almost black against her fur. Not as big as Limestone’s, nor as small and tight as Marble’s… but pert and snug, all the same, proudly riding in between her two wonderfully firm buttocks, the delicate flesh of the tailhole-ring pressing into the muscular walls of her glutes.

A short path of dark skin under that rosebud - her taint, already sweaty and rosy with excitement - and he was staring at the mother of four’s marehood. Her perfect marehood.

Dark charcoal lips, swollen with hot, excited blood pressed against one another, while still being fat enough to graze the encroaching sides of her thighs. A hot, steaming stream of cleary nectar slid down the ornately smooth labia - which was already coated with a slimy sheen of wetness, no doubt borrowed from both of her daughters.

The slickness was dripping off the end of Cloudy’s pussy, the stream trickling down and over a heart-shaped nub of her clitoris, which was just large enough to peep from the fattened folds. Like a stone in a gentle brook just before a waterfall, Cloudy’s honey slid down her furrow and slid off the end of the well-sized button, before falling to ground in drippy, strand-like patters.

The fall of the drops drew Anon’s eye to the swell of her two teats, just below and in front of the beautiful, drooling mare-cunt. Age had not caused those bountiful orbs to lose any of their firmness - two decently-sized boobs, each capped by an engorged, dark nipple.

Anon swallowed at the thought of how those tits had nursed a generation of Equestria’s finest rock farmers.

Apparently, his swallow didn’t go unnoticed.

“Hmm...? Is that not enough of a show for you?” Cloudy coyly teased, as if she couldn’t tell the flummoxing effect her flashing had induced in the human. “Well… how about this?”

As if the heavenly presentation of Cloudy’s p[lot wasn’t enough, a ripple coursed through the mare’s backside, subtle muscles tensing in perfect harmony. Her ponut quivered and tightened, the two plump labial lips tensed and unfurled, revealing first a set of delicate, dark inner labia… then the boiling, steaming pink depths of Cloudy’s tight cunt. The piece-de-resistance was her clit, which shot out from the self-induced wink, revealing just how fat and throbbing it truly was under its fold of flesh, like the hidden part of an iceberg beneath the waterline.

He could see right into her - the mesmerizing swirl of pink muscles coiling and sliding over one another in her snatch, the quivering dart of her clit… and the spatter of a dollop of clear cum onto the bedroom floor… before her muscle tension was released, and those tight, vise-like lips closed up again, hiding away those pink secrets.

“Now… if you’ve seen your fill…” Cloudy snorted, shaking her mane so that it fell more comfortably over the nape of her neck, before dipping her shoulders and sticking her ass as high into the air as it would go - parting her rear-hooves slightly to widen her stance. “...do your duty and mount me.”

Anon did just that, stepping forward hesitantly to the little gray mare. Her buttocks were a good six inches below his hipline. He shuffled forward, nonetheless, not missing the fact that Cloudy’s eyes were locked onto his cock. Despite his shock and fear at Cloudy’s assertiveness, his manhood had not wilted. In fact, if anything his cock had betrayed him - swelling and pulsing to new engorgement levels that he had never experienced.

Even now he could see that his member’s head was a cherry red, completely filled with hot human blood, a thick ketchup-like vein popping out of his 8.5-inch shaft… or was it even longer than usual? It was hard to make any sensible measurement, not as the whole thing quivered and bobbed with each pounding heartbeat as he approached the steely rump in front of him.

“You’re quite large, at least.” Cloudy murmured, still staring at his cock. It was more like she was talking to herself than actually paying him any compliment. The mare was chewing her lower lip as she eyed him, perhaps contemplating just how her small pony body would be able to accept such an intruder.

Anon grinned - Cloudy’s reaction was the first chink in her armor that he’d managed to elicit.

The mare immediately noticed his face, and her features returned to one of cold stoicism. “Do not mistake me, Anon - having a great log between your hindlegs is nothing to be proud of - any animal can be well endowed, it takes a true gentlestud to know how to use his equipment.”

As she said this, Cloudy shifted her bottom backward, finally making contact with Anon’s legs - the hard muscles of her gluteus maximus coming to rest against the middle of Anon’s thighs. Anon let his meaty pillar fall onto the Cloudy’s back, falling with a dull thud along the curve of her lower spine. The mare’s dock rubbed along the left side of his shaft, her tailhairs ticking his sticky skin. The whole of his heavy penis stretched up her back - coming to rest somewhere near the mother’s mid-back.

Anon had to take a second to truly appreciate just how deep into the small rock-farmer his organ would penetrate. Certainly, it would seem that pony and man were not made to breed with one another - at least, no timid mare should attempt the daring feat.

Cloudy seemed to be thinking the same thing. Still looking over her shoulder at just how far the human’s cock stretched across her back, she wriggled her hips slightly, grinding her asscheeks back against the human. The wiggle went through her body and into Anon’s, making the pendulous cocklength weave and wriggle on her back like a fat boa constrictor, depositing a small trickle of pre in the musky coat-fur partway up her spine.

The stimulation against his glans was lovely - an initial invitation to partake in even more - Anon grunted, pushing back against the pony butt grinding into him. Instinctively, he slid a hand up to his shaft, pressing it down at the base to trap it more firmly against the tops of Cloudy’s round buttcheeks, which provided his glans with more friction as his member waggled back and forth.

“What are you doing?” Cloudy’s biting hiss scolded. “Stop, this instant.” The mare’s tail flicked with displeasure, slapping the human across his face with a light flick.

But Anon was on auto-pilot. The feel of pony flesh grinding against him felt so good - and he’d been so close to orgasming with Lime, only to be denied… if he could only get a little more stimulation… a liitte more friction… he could happily dump his load onto Cloudy’s back! His other hand reached forward and took the mare’s left asscheek in its grasp, firmly kneading it ass he used it for leverage to pull himself closer to Cloudy.

“I said… stop!”

Searing pain exploded through Anon’s left foot, worse than the feel of any toe stubbed against a bedpost in the middle of the night. Anon looked down to see that Cloudy had delivered an expert hoofstomp to his instep with her rear hoof - quickly reminding the human of just how much power was hidden in those experienced sinews.

But it worked. Anon stopped.

Through gritted teeth he exhaled in pain, both hands jerking back to clench into fists, as he tried to breathe his way out of the smarting agony of his poor stomped toe.

“OooooooW!” He began to pull back away from the mare, in an effort to protect his other toes from similar hoofstomps. But almost immediately, he felt Cloudy’s flagged tail curl around his back, trapping him from running away. It seemed that prehensile tails were a genetically inherited trait.

“I said stop. Not to leave.” Cloudy sighed, her dock and tail holding strong against Anon’s efforts to pull back. “You really are a simple, reckless animal, aren’t you? If I hadn’t intervened you would have wasted yourself on my back, like some stupid beast.”

“M-my… f-f-fudging TOE!” Anon whined, coming back to his senses, no longer pulling against the mare.

“Oh please - I barely tapped it.” Cloudy tsked, “But it seems even the simple instruction of mount me is too complex for you.” Cloudy shook her head slowly.

“I was trying.” Anon groaned, barely resisting the urge to kneel down and rub his aching foot.

“Obviously you’re a bit… taller than I’m used to… and larger…” Cloudy muttered. “I think you’ll have to go on your knees…” With a powerful jerk, Cloudy’s tail pulled down on Anon’s waist, forcing the human to kneel. He didn’t want to dwell on the fact that Cloudy’s tail had enough strength to overpower both of his legs.

Anon felt his cock dragged down as he fell to his knees, the briefest rush of burning hot, wet sensation sliding over his tip. It had happened in a flash, his cockhead sliding over Cloudy’s asshole and pussy, leaving only the barest hint of a slick kiss behind… but it still sent shivers up his spine.

“Now you’re too low…” Cloudy clucked.

She ground her ass backward into the human’s hips, leaving a wet, sloppy press of marehood against the spot just under Anon’s belly button. Like a juicy sponge being pressed against his lower-abdomen, Anon felt trickles of sticky marecum roll down into his groin as the mare pumped herself back onto him. Pinned between the mare’s frighteningly powerful legs and her clasping tail, Anon let his hands fall to his sides as marebutt humped into him, demonstrating just how hard Cloudy could fuck him if she so chose. His fingernails dug into the sides of his own thighs, desperately trying to resist grabbing hold of Cloudy’s tight asscheeks as he endured the sensation of being dry-humped by the mare. His cock bounced tantalizingly underneath her, wedged between the mare’s teats as it prodded past Cloudy’s belly button, leaving a small silver trail of pre-ejaculate in her thin belly-fur.

“Cl-cloudy…”

“Hmm? What’s that? Are you ready to do your duty, finally?”

“Y-yes…” He groaned.

“Very well…” Cloudy lessened the backpressure she was putting into the human behind her, pulling forward ever so slightly, revealing her open, steaming, winking pony-snatch. “...then stop messing about.”

Anon took himself into his hands, carefully aligning himself with the slick slit in front of him. He noted that both of them shuddered with delight as his red-hot cockhead touched tips with Cloudy’s fat pink lovebud, her clitoris and his cockslit swapping juices as they ground against one another.

But she didn’t let him linger, wriggling her ass and making his thick cock slide into the furrow of her plump outer lips. But he could not go further - even the impossibly slick inner lips of Cloudy’s count, which were so smooth and juicy with natural lube that even a hoof should have slid in with ease, could not spread wide enough for the human’s broad mushroom.

“Hnnnf…. F-f-fuck.” The word slipped from Cloudy’s lips, less than a whisper. But Anon still heard it - the first time he’d heard the rigid mare swear aloud. There was some measure of pride to take in that - that he’d drawn such invective from her, from the jamming of his giant knob against her unyielding slit.

His tip was bulging, flattening out like someone trying to push an overinflated party-balloon through the cardboard in a paper-towel roll… he just hoped he wouldn’t pop. it seemed to be an impossible fit - somehow even tighter than her youngest daughter’s little tailhole - Cloudy’s lips strained and stretched, slowly growing wider and wider over his blunt mushroom tip, aided by the older mare’s grunting groans and winking convulsions, each one causing her marehood to attempt to ingest, to inhale more of his human cock.

But still, he couldn’t enter her.

It was quickly apparent that she would not be denied - her tail tightened around him and she began to push back with her legs. Anon noted with some distress that his rigidly hard cock appeared to be under quite a bit of tension - the stiff pole of inflated blood the only thing separating their two sets of hips from connecting - against all the force the powerful farm pony could muster…

It was starting to bend!

Author's Note

Oh shit. That can actually break you know, Anon... Nurse Redheart ain't gonna be happy if you're coming to her with a fractured penis.

You better get in that plot, pronto!

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