Chapter Two: Bareback Stud

Jane was still on top of Prince Solaris' barrel as they took a few moments to catch their breath, mixed with kissing, a few nibbles of each other’s necks, and as always demanded more chin scritches mixed in with some ear rubs. He tried to reciprocate her actions, but without the small bits of fur on her head and face, it just didn’t have the same effect for him.

She giggled at it, gave him another kiss, short and sweet, then pulled up and got off of him, giving his still hard and slick member a single stroke with her palm, from just below the head down to his medial ring.

Jumping off the bed her bare feet smacked the floor with a couple of plaps, and she turned to him, still only wearing her bra.

Right away, all her boastful bravado waned as she watched her lover roll to his side, facing her, legs laid over one another. His wing twitched, his long neck kept his head level, and not for the first time, she realized something.

“Damn, dude, you’re big.” She wasn't just talking about his dick.

He snickered, and with a roll landed all four hooves onto his floor. Stepping up to her, he rubbed his muzzle along her own face and neck, his nostrils lost in her long hair. He drew in a deep breath, and released it.

She laughed. “Oh, so now you show me you’re interested.”

“To be fair, I showed that to you some time ago, and we’ve already both shared our breaths many times.”

“Yeah, but like, shouldn’t that be a thing before the sex part?”

Snaking around her, he ran his right wing along her shoulders, and Jane shivered at the gentle touch.

“Well, we’ve only done oral, so I guess there’s still time?” he asked.

Coming back around to face her, they stood eye level, although with his tall ears and taller horn, he was technically larger than her. The height itself wasn't what Prince Solaris focused on, however, but her beautiful brown eyes enraptured him.

She was never eye level with a horse on her aunt’s range, they always towered over her. But here, it was the opposite. She was the one looking down on most ponies, except for Solaris, and in times of intimidation, his sister Luna.

Reaching her hands forward to cup his cheeks, she placed her face within inches of his, and blew her breath through her nose. He inhaled, and did the same.

He smiled. “There, you freak.”

“Me? The freak? Who’s the big white tower of horse muscle and cute stubble?”

He blushed. “It’s not cute…”

“Oh like Hell it isn’t. Just look at this.” She illustrated her point by giving more chin scritches.

Solaris practically melted into the touching, and slowly, she began to walk around him, tracing her hands along his side, even giving his wing some attention. But as she neared his sun-emblazoned rump, she began kneading into his flesh and muscle. And lastly, she found that oh so sweet spot of his, and gave it some attention.

An audible phlap sounded from under him, and she couldn’t help herself but lean over and look below him, and marvel how his erection bounced off of his barrel with his heartbeat. “I think you’re eager.”

“Says the woman with no panties.”

“Hah!”

Sol stuck his tongue out at her playfully.

She blew a raspberry, then a curious thought struck as she looked over to the bed. “Hey, uh, Sol?”

“Yes?”

She gulped, fiddling with her own hair. “I just… well, this might be weird, but I gotta ask…”

Raising a brow, he urged her to continue with a roll of his hoof.

“It’s just… with all the other species on Equestria, like gryphons, and those hippo-thingies…”

“Hippogryphs, Hon, we’ve been over this.”

She rolled her hand at him. “Yeah yeah, I know, but still. They’re… like, hybrids, right?”

“I suppose so, yeah.”

This was the next part that honestly worried her.

“How… did they come to be? Like, did those different species get frisky and bam?”

“Bam?”

“Yeah.” She made a gesture with her hands, smacking them together a couple of times. “Bam.”

After a few seconds the implication clicked to the alicorn, and he let out a laugh. “Oh no, not at all. That’s just how it is. Why? What are… oh. You’re… worried about us?”

Hesitantly, she nodded.

Walking forward, he rubbed his muzzle against her. “Hey, it’s alright. Nothing like that can happen, especially between us. It just goes against the natural law.”

“You’re sure?”

He nodded. “Yes, the only way it even could was with some intense magic, but honestly, you’d know if that was going on.”

Jane nodded, and he smiled at her.

“So, if you cum inside…”

“I’ll probably just make a mess.”

A snort escaped her. “So no condoms?”

“Con-what?”

She blinked.

Then he grinned, unable to hold back. She gave his shoulder a smack.

“Seriously! That wasn’t funny!”

He laughed more. “It kinda was. Yes, those are a thing here. And no, we should be perfectly okay.”

Nodding to herself, she walked away from him to sit on the bed’s edge, crossing her left leg over her right.

Jane let out a breath, then looked at him. “Alright, then if you’re sure,” she grinned, “let's do this.”

With no hesitation, he slowly walked forward, and then leaned his head down low, shoving his nose into the crevice created by her crossed over leg. Nudging her thigh, her leg relaxed, and she allowed him to push it out of the way. Now both feet back onto the ground again, legs spread, her small triangle of fur was visible to him just above her entrance.

Slowly, methodically, he kissed her there, which was an odd gesture to her since she hadn’t shaved in weeks. Then again, horses are always fuzzy, so maybe he likes that? What a strange twist from home if that ended up being the case.

From there, Solaris began to work his way up her stomach, between her concealed breasts–although grabbing the small strand in his teeth and pulling back, allowing it to flick against her–and up her neck, chin, and finally her lips for another kiss. This time the kiss was slow, their tongues touching and loving. He gingerly began to press her back against the mattress.

Jane couldn’t help but smile throughout it, and when she periodically opened her eyes, his were still closed, lost in the moment.

At last, the time came that she could no longer hold herself up vertically, and fell with a puff of sheets onto her back. Solaris remained at the edge of the bed, his forelegs and chest against her knees as her legs dangled over, unable to touch the floor.

Wordlessly, she bit a finger nail in her mouth, and slowly spread her legs once more.

This was all the invitation he needed, and with one strong foreleg at a time, lifted himself up onto the bed over her, his rear hooves clopping on the floor as he walked himself closer, and from between them she could see his still hard–and now swinging–member.

He stopped over her, a bit too far past to insert. Unwilling to spoil the contact she reached a hand between them and began to stroke him off. He lowered himself down to the point he was sandwiching his penis between her abdomen and his barrel. A strange blend of his slick member, and the coarse hairs of his ruff tickled her skin as he lowered himself down, although a thought suddenly struck as his weight increased.

“Woah, easy now Sol, I ain’t no mare.”

He paused, raising a brow.

“I need to breathe, dude.”

“Oh.” He blushed, and gingerly raised himself back up a few inches.

“You gonna be okay with holding yourself up like that?” she asked.

“Yeah, just it’s… unusual, ponies can usually handle the weight of another pony upon their back.”

“Yeah, well remember the frail thing we joked about earlier? Not too far from the truth.”

“Right. Sorry, just…”

Her other free hand found his cheek, and she gave him a few loving pats.

“It’s alright. Let's do this, yeah?”

Nodding, he backed himself up a couple steps, his member still between them, and she could feel his dick rubbing along her stomach, leaving a small trail of pre.

Finally, he was far enough that his dick rested along her pubes, the head twitching with his heart, fast and hard. “You ready?”

Jane nodded, and leaned her head forward. He got the message, and while he had to stretch his neck forward to do so, leaned in and gave another kiss. As their lips connected, his hips rocked back, and she felt his blunt head against her folds, and slowly, gingerly, he began to push.

Lube had been far in the back of her mind, but as she felt his head pushing against her, she suddenly had a fear that she’d been dumb–she wasn’t aware of just how wet she was. While a small bit of resistance was there, she felt herself opening to his flare. She widened her hips and spread her legs farther, and gave a small grunt as his head popped right in.

They both moaned, Jane more loudly as she bit his lower lip, and they stopped their movements.

He blew a breath from his nose into her face, and she let go of his lip with an apology.

“You okay? Do we need to…”

“No, I think I’m… we’re good. Yeah, we’re good. Just, remember, I don’t think I can take that whole thing. At least, not without a lot of practice.”

“That could be arranged.”

She gave his cheek a gentle, playful smack.

He swayed his flanks, and with a silent nod, he began to push in again. Slowly, looking at her to gauge how well this was going, or if she was in pain and he should pull out.

Jane, for her own part, was honestly a bit overwhelmed at the size, but not so unsure of herself that she couldn’t handle the girth.

College, man, crazy times.

However, the actual feeling of such a foreign thing moving inside of her, pushing with only a small trace of resistance, was overwhelming. In a good way. She wasn’t a tight lady, but not as loose as some, and the feeling of his bumpy flare rubbing her walls was a whole new experience. One, she could tell already, that she’d enjoy quite a lot.

The more he inserted into her, the more blissful he felt inside. He wasn’t very far into her, only half way to his medial ring, so five inches maybe, and she found her legs uncomfortable, so instinctively she raised them up, swung them around, and hugged just forward of his flanks and dug her heels into his coarse fur.

She hadn’t realized how close her heels had dug into his dock, however, until he let out a shuddered breath and twitched, rocking his hips forward with a thrust.

“Holy shit!”

That nearly took the wind out of her as he shoved himself to the medial ring, the small bulge of skin rubbing against her clit.

“Sorry! Hon, you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, just… gimme a second. Jesus dude, that was…”

“Yeah, tell me about it. I’ve never done this position with someone with such agile hindlegs before. You caught me off guard.”

Jane couldn’t help but let out a laugh, and began wiggling her hips to test out how she felt. Again, Solaris shuddered, but not as violently.

He moaned. “That feels so good, wow.”

“Mmm, yeah, being a nimble chick has its advantages.”

“You’re also just so… much tighter than what I’m used to.”

“Even anal?”

He raised a brow at her.

“Also, as an afterthought, that’s out of the question.”

“I kinda figured that. I wanna break you in half the fun way, not the hide the body way.”

She stared at him, dumbfounded.

“That was a joke, Hon.”

“I know. I’m just… honestly, that was kinda hot, and I don’t know why.”

He grinned, and gave another small push forward, inserting himself now slightly past his medial ring.

“Oooooooh, there, stop… stop there. That’s…”

“Does it hurt?”

The worry in his eyes was blatant, however she patted his cheek again.

“No, no, just, a bit uncomfortable. That’s gonna be it, I think.”

Then they both looked down between them; a little over half of him was inside her. More than they’d first thought possible. Amusingly enough, with how trim she was, a small little bulge was even noticeable along her lower stomach.

“Oh wow, that’s…”

Solaris snickered. “You’re full of all kinds of surprises, huh? I’ve never seen that before.”

“Yeah, neither have I.” Gingerly, she took a hand and ran it along her lower abdomen, feeling the lump.

It was impossible to feel what it was, but looking down between her legs left nothing to the imagination.

With both of their eyes still focused on their union, he began to gingerly back out of her, the small lump disappearing quickly.

“So weird,” Jane mumbled.

Her stallion snorted a laugh, but continued to pull out to the point only a couple inches remained inside.

“So, are we good?” he asked.

A breath, then two, and Jane nodded. “Yeah, I’m a little nervous, but it felt good.”

Nodding in return, he began to inch himself back in, his blunt head rubbing against her constricting walls with slick abled assistance. He went all the way till his medial ring entered, hesitated a moment, and began to pull back out.

Jane reached her arms forward, having to lean up a little, and wrapped them around his neck as she rubbed her face along his, and then it began.

A slow rhythm of in, out, in, out. He never pushed himself past his ring, but with Jane’s heels digging into his behind, her hands stroking his neck and muzzle, mixing in random chin scritches and ear rubs, there wasn’t much need to go crazy.

She wasn’t a mare in the midst of her heat, after all. This was just for fun, for adventure, to come closer to one another in a way they’d yet to embrace completely.

“You’re just… so beautiful.”

She smiled at his words, giving his snout a kiss and then letting go of him, falling onto her back with a small bounce.

This allowed him to start picking up a pace, as the wet, messy squelch sounds began to come from their union.

“Oooooh, yeah,” Jane moaned, her arms falling to the mattress above her head, hands locked together.

Solaris let out a few deep breaths her way, although she was too lost in the slow fucking she was getting to return the gesture.

While lost in her own bliss, he couldn’t help but look down at her chest, at the still hidden mammaries of his love. Rocking himself forward, he leaned down and began rubbing his muzzle against the covering lingerie.

“Oh, I can take that off if you—”

His eyes looked to her, and he grinned, her words falling flat as she studied him curiously. Then he pushed his muzzle directly between them, his lips parting, the small hairs tickling her briefly.

Then she felt his teeth against her skin, and before she could voice her concern, he pulled back the bridge of her bra like he’d done previously, only this time held it in his teeth for longer, and quickly chomped.

The gentle, light fabric broke instantly, the two halves being tossed to either side of Jane from the elastic.

“What the— Dude! I only have a few pairs of those, and Elusive doesn’t come cheap!”

He rolled his eyes. “I’m a Prince, I’ll buy you a new one.”

She blinked. “Oh. Well, when you put it like that…”

Now on full display, her perky breasts were bouncing with his thrusts. They were not totally unlike a mare’s, but the one thing they had over them was their location on the body. Most ponies didn’t find the teats of a mare as something one would find attractive. It was just part of the body, but in Jane’s case, they were there, on display all the time, in a pony’s face even.

They were there to be desired, lusted over, and for everyone to see.

Her eyes bored into him. “God, you’re getting a boob fetish, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, I think so.” He didn’t miss a beat, lowering his face into them again, rubbing his long muzzle against the smooth skin.

She chuckled, and took a breast in each hand, smooshing them against his face.

He hummed, and she could feel it through her chest.

“Just wait until we try a tit-job.”

He pulled back. “I’m familiar with those, although it’s trickier with mares who’ve yet to have a foal.”

“Yeah, but were their tits just below their mouth where they could suckle and lick your head while you fucked them?”

He paused, even his gentle humping halted, and his eyes widened.

“Oh dude, you’re… actually fantasizing over that versus fucking me, aren’t you? Save it for next time.”

He blinked, his eyes returning to normal, and began his thrusts once again, although a little more power behind each hump. “Yeah, I… wait, next time?”

She nodded, cupping her breasts with her hands. “Yeah, duh. We’re here, aren’t we? Why wouldn’t we do this again?”

Honestly the thought hadn’t come to him, but now that it was said out loud…

“Have I told you recently how beautiful you are, and how much I love you?”

“Tonight, or since we started going steady?”

“Yes.”

She rolled her eyes. “Dude, as much fun as this is–and I love you too by the by–let’s get this going.”

He gave another one of his genuine smiles, and began thrusting in earnest. He was trying to be cautious of how far he went into her, while avoiding the ball-slapping pounding that would be expected. Screams of passion were fine, but screams of pain were not.

Thirty seconds later, and he could already feel himself approaching his peak.

“H-how close are you?” he asked.

Her hands were back above her head on the mattress, her breasts bouncing with each of his thrusts. “I mean… not really, we’re still going pretty slow. Takes a good rutting to get me jilled.”

Pausing, he backed off of her, to the point his entire length came out of her with an audible pop. Her legs let go of him, and he placed his forehooves back onto the floor. Her emptiness now much more apparent with the lack of his member pounding away at her.

“Well, I’m getting close, and while I am a stallion of many talents, I don’t have infinite stamina. So, roll over.”

She raised a brow, but sitting up she did as asked, placing her feet on the floor, her rump sticking out at the bed edge. She curved her back, locking her elbows so she was holding her upper body vertical.

“Tired of my breasts already?”

Shaking his head, he stepped forward, placing his muzzle against her left ass cheek, rubbing it gently. “No, you said it yourself, you need a good rutting. What better way than we do it traditionally?”

“Oh, huh.”

Honestly, the thought did spark something inside of Jane, however she wasn’t exactly sure just what that was yet.

He began rubbing his chin along above her butt, and he inched closer and closer, rubbing along her back. Hitting the bed’s edge with his chest, he energetically reared, placing both forelegs up and onto the mattress on either side of Jane, bouncing her, and she gave off a laugh.

“Eager is the word of the night, I think.”

Solaris couldn’t deny that, but said nothing as he continued licking and nuzzling along her back, to the point her long brown hair began to get in the way.

He breathed in her scent, the smell of her floral shampoo long since faded, replaced with sweat and his own smells.

His scent, on her body.

It was nearly too much, as his dick twitched, flicking, and sending a watery glob of pre against her butt.

Sensing his relaxing member, he bumped the head of his dick against her backside, and instinctively she spread her legs open a little more, as before. Then he touched her folds, and with no hesitation pushed his hips forward.

Seeming to have acclimated to his larger size, he pushed into her with his massive length with little resistance. She let out a purr of pleasure, her arms shaking from the excitement as his blunt head rubbed at her inner walls. Once in as far as he could, just past his medial ring, he pressed his barrel against her, pushing her down to lay onto the mattress.

She didn’t fight or protest this, instead more than curious at how his coarse fur rubbed against her naked skin. It was such a unique feeling; even after experiencing it plenty of times. Once she was down, he picked himself back up, adjusting his forelegs, ankles placed above her shoulders, and pulled out.

Now when he thrust into her, it was with a lot more pressure and speed than before, and Jane let out a squeal of surprise.

“I know… I said it before,” Jane began, then after another thrust, his twitching dick inside of her, continued, “but this is good.”

He hummed, and began thrusting faster, his member pounding against her, and had he been able to go in deeper, his balls would be slapping against her ass. As they hung, they simply swayed back and forth between his legs.

“But with you, this is… really good.”

Encouraged on by her words, he thrust in and out of her vigorously, his large girth pleasuring her in places she hadn’t felt before. The usual mare had all kinds of control of her inner muscles, the need to milk a stallion to sate her heat. However while Jane could flex a couple, it wasn’t exactly the same, although arguably it wasn’t a bad thing.

The differences between species was forgone over the fact that there was real passion between them.

Those thoughts urged him on, and his pace picked up a quicker tempo. An occasional squeal came from Jane as he’d give a particularly hard thrust, feeling his head hit some resistance inside of her, then pulling out to pound at her needing pussy again. She never protested this, never cried in pain, too lost in her ecstasy.

“Oh, that’s right you stud, fuck me, fuck me good.”

And her enthusiasm only pushed him closer and closer.

“I’m… getting close.”

“I’m… close too, but just… more! Come on stud, fuck me!”

That did it, and he brayed, removing his forelegs from her shoulders, pressing them against her sides. He reached his muzzle down for the long strands of her hair, getting a good mouth full, and pulled back.

“Oh fuuuuuuuck!” Jane shouted, digging her fingers into the comforter.

Now not only was her whole body being rocked by his intense humping, but his occasional yanks of her hair in his mouth caused her to scream out, begging him to keep it up.

“So… fucking close…”

However, he was closer.

He breathed through the hair in his mouth. “I’m… about to…”

She didn’t respond, her world being blocked out by the intense bliss of his combined rutting, the medial ring against her clit, flaring head against her walls, and her hair being pulled–an old kink being rebirthed–was pushing her near the limit.

Then, he gave one hard yank of her head, pulling her up against his chest, his forelegs against her sides as he tried to find purchase, he thrust one final time, as deep as he could go while his self-control kept him from hurting her. His head inside of her flared, locking him into place, and he whinnied.

Jane’s breath got caught in her throat upon the first wave of cum to splash inside of her. The sheer volume of what a horse could, and in comparison her stud above her, release in a load was apparent. Her insides felt ready to explode; a strange yet erotic fullness in her core rocked her world as she felt his flared head push into her as far as it could go, and release another bout of watery semen.

The second shot of load then went off, much smaller than the first thanks to him nutting in her face earlier. It was no real shocker he was low on his second round of cumming, but the amount was nothing to brush off.

As the third wave hit, he released her hair from his mouth, and as she flopped forward he pushed his weight against her back, rubbing his pasterns against her sides, his flanks sticking in the air as his tail wagged and he tried to pull back, his flared head rubbing against her inner walls, and then thrust forward a touch, trying to get every little bit he could out of himself.

Another small hump, and another wave of tapering cum, and he finally relaxed, feeling some of his seed ooze past his flared head, having nowhere else to go, and dribble out of her, small splatterings of cum sounding off the marble floor.

He didn’t have his full weight against her back, just enough to feel that desired pressure, his forelegs bent back and locked in place at her sides, the primal part of his brain looking for those pressures of blissful mating.

Jane was panting hard, partly pushed into the mattress from his weight, but still able to breathe.

“Holy... fuck... dude,” was all she could get out.

Slowly, he eased himself off her, allowing her to once again breathe properly, and just lay on the bed, the only signs of life being her rising and falling back.

He remained inside, although he could tell he was beginning to sheath, as more fluid ran out of her and splattered.

Then, by surprise, Jane rolled her left hand into a fist and smacked it against the bed.

“Damn it…”

He looked down at her, confused, as she smacked a fist against the bed again. “Hon?”

“I was just… so close. So fucking close.”

His eyes widened in shock. “Wait, you didn’t cum!?”

Instead of being angry, she just let out a sigh, turning her head so she could peer at him, face still against the sheet. “No, I was so close though.”

He blinked again. “By the Stars, how was a human male supposed to please you?”

She motioned for him to back off, so he did a couple steps, his soft member finally coming out of her with a wet plop. Rolling over, she watched in amusement as she spilled a lot of horse jizz.

“Damn dude, even the second round and you had a lot.”

He nodded, a proud smile upon his muzzle as he looked upon the first seed spilled in over a hundred years. It felt good to release that pent up mess, even the second round was plentiful.

However, he had more important things to think about, and pushed those pleasant thoughts aside as something else seemed to bother him. “Yeah, but enough about me, you didn’t orgasm? Was it… was I…?”

Her eyes shot open wide, and she motioned for him to come close. He took a few steps forward, and she grabbed for his face, pulling him in close.

“Oh no no, Sol, no, it’s not you. That was, honestly, the hottest fuck I’ve ever had. It’s just, human guys usually last a bit longer than… that.”

He looked at her quizzically. “How long?”

She gulped. “I dunno… I had a guy that could go at least five minutes…”

“Oh, well I mean, if I need to squeeze in a third round, I can sure try—”

She cut him off. “I also had another boyfriend that could fuck me a good twenty minutes.”

He paused, mouth hanging open.

“Yeah…” Jane blushed. “Humans can… sometimes go a long while. I’m just used to, well, more.”

Closing his jaw, Solaris backed off the bed, stepping away from her and turning around, tail flicking.

Jane gulped. “Hey, look, don’t let that bother you! I still enjoyed myself, honest! It was a lot of fun, and maybe, if we do it more, you’ll… I dunno… get me off?”

Another flick of his tail, his sweat-splattered balls clearly on display to her.

It was quiet for another few seconds, and then he began to turn around, Jane noticing his penis was not actually sheathed as she’d expected, but simply hung limp and soft. A few drops of his cum still dribbled onto the floor, but he seemed to pay no mind to the mess.

“Well, it’s not right, so let's fix that.”

“Fix wha—”

He darted forward, pushing her onto her back once more with a nudge of a hoof. He sat on the tile floor, just off to the side of the pool of his spent seed, as he studied her once more.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to get you off.”

“Aren’t you spent?”

“My mouth still works, doesn’t it?”

Okay, that was a first for Jane. “Wait… are you seriously offering to eat me out still, after you’re all done?”

He raised a brow. “But of course, it’s only fair you also get off. Romance goes both ways, doesn’t it?”

Jane had no words, although that strange fire inside of her from earlier had been doused with a bout of gasoline, the vapors sending the flames higher than before.

None of her previous steadies had done such a thing for her, even the quickies.

Not waiting for a response, he leaned in, using his hooves to open her legs, and dove right into her still-dripping pussy.

“Hey, you, uh, want me to—”

He pulled back, shaking his head. “No, just tell me what you like, and I’ll do it.”

God, why hadn’t they done this sooner?

“Just, rub my clit some, maybe with your frog, or wings? Fondling my breasts is also enjoyable. And my hair…”

He raised a brow.

“You know, I’d had a few guys pull my hair in the past, it was eh, but when you just yanked on it like that, near the end, it was…”

All he did was nod, and shoved his muzzle back to her awaiting sex, running his tongue along the folds for a brief moment before plunging inside with the long muscle.

Moaning, she placed her hands into his mane, rubbing his head and digging into the wavy, short mane of her lover, nearly pushing his face into her nethers.

“Shouldn’t need too much, I was pretty close…”

He hummed, sending shivers up her spine, and causing her to grip into his mane even tighter.

Then he brought up his wings, one finding her little nub and began stroking it, the other spreading the feather tips to play and fondle her breasts.

His wings were large enough to do so, which was honestly astonishing to Jane, but she couldn’t let that phase her at the moment.

Forgetting the fact, thanks to the wings, he had two extra limbs, she was then surprised to find his forehooves reaching around to grab her thighs, and along with his mouth ministrations, rocking her back and forth.

He was literally trying to do everything he could to please her, and all she had to do was sit there, or lay there.

She’d never felt so much love for someone like she did for her alicorn stallion.

“Oh, you’re just… God, I love you.”

Another hum of approval, and she fell backwards, his now missing wing being replaced with her own hands fondling her breasts, brain working on instinct.

A solid minute passed along as he ate her out, all the while ignoring, or even gulping up himself, his spent seed from inside her, tongue going in farther than any other guy could ever dream, rubbing, prodding, stroking… it was divine.

“Oh God, Sol, I’m getting there.”

He began to step up his game, and even gave her thigh a slap with a hoof which got a squeal out of her.

“Stroke… it faster.”

His wing tip began to vigorously rub her clit, the small circles he was tracing before being forgotten as he just rubbed over and over again with the gentle feathers.

He always complimented her fingers, but damn were his wings soft.

She couldn’t take it anymore, and both her legs came up and wrapped around his neck, pulling him in, smushing his fuzzy chin against the spot of skin between her sex and anus.

“Oh fuuuuuck.”

Her legs began rocking him back and forth, stroking his long neck with her heels. Her hands had long since let go of her breasts, now digging into the comforter as she had previously done. Taking up the slack, his horn was glowing–a fact unaware to Jane–as he fondled her breasts with a golden aura, even experimentally pinching her nipples on occasion. Panting hard, she was nearly there now, so close… so close…

Then she hiccupped, and a tidal wave of euphoria washed over her, and in addition, Solaris’ awaiting muzzle.

Through his tongue she could feel him drinking her up, swallowing the combination of her fluids and his seed, keenly uncaring over the taste of the cocktail, instead riding out her pleasure while he hummed into her.

What felt like hours to Jane were only mere minutes as she came down from her high, her legs shaking as they straddled the stallion’s neck.

“Holy fuck.”

He pulled his muzzle back, grinning. “Yeah, you’ve said that a few times now.”

She didn’t have the energy to look up at him, still laying on her back, panting away.

“Hon, you okay?”

She raised a hand skyward, giving him a “thumbs up”, before dropping her arm with a thud.

He nudged her left leg, and she released him, allowing him to stand up. A glow of his horn, and the paper towel and waste can from before were brought over, cleaning first Jane, then the floor. Then, once done, he dragged the comforter on the bed, dragging Jane along with it, so while it wasn’t straight at all, she at least was resting comfortably in the center of the bed.

She even picked up her head, more so to see him, however he took the advantage to place a royal violet pillow under her head.

“Thanks,” she breathed, finally calming from her high.

He got into bed next to her, rubbing his muzzle against her face while he laid on his right side, facing her, and wrapping her up in his strong legs and gentle wings.

Right away she snuggled into his warmth, letting out a sigh.

“That… was the best sex of my entire life.”

He hummed. “It was alright, I guess.”

They both chuckled, and he planted a kiss on top of her head, into her brown hair.

“I love you, so… so much,” she breathed.

“I love you too, Hon.”

Laying upon soiled bed sheets, their breathing calmed, the smells of sex and sweat putting their minds at ease and they drifted off to sleep. Solaris, Prince of Equestria, hugged Jane, the only human, tightly, keeping her warm and safe from any nightmares that could try to harm her.

However, one such night mare, upon discovering their dreams, kicked in the door with a loud, authoritative voice that woke them instantly.

“YOU TWO DID WHAT!?”

Author's Note

Should I do a blog post? Do people even want to know the finer things involved in writing a sex story of a chick and a horse doing it?

Probably not...